Chapter 1: Poker Night
Part A
My name is Tom. When I was in college, I played basketball, so I was in pretty decent shape. I attended a local university and I lived at home. My sister and I had always been competitive and had worked out together.
This story takes place over the summer vacation between my second and third year of college. Mom and Dad had gone to visit my older brother and left my sister and I home alone with a list of chores to have completed before they got home in a week. I was 23 (about to turn 24 the following September), weighed 205 pounds and could bench close to 300 pounds. I usually had dates, and thus never had a steady girlfriend. I was actually pretty "innocent" when it came to sex. I naturally, masturbated like every other guy, but when it came to dealing with women in a sexual way, I was rather naïve and shy.
Most of my sex life that involved other people involved my best friend since elementary school. We started "exploring" with each other when we were both teenagers and just never stopped.
My sister (Suzy) had just turned 21 and gotten a car for her birthday. Because I was a lousy student, there was only a year difference in school between my sister and me. She was a stereotypical "blonde" cheerleader.
Everybody said she was great and dance and cheering. I guess she was, she was on the football cheerleading squad when she was a freshman! Because she was a cheerleader and I played basketball, we hung out with the same people. My sister and I were pretty close. We would often go jogging together (I hated jogging). I would go with her to chat and talk gossip about our circle of friends. Our jogs would often turn into races that she would usually win.
A group of us that weren't into the "bar scene" had started a weekly poker night. Being athletes and college students, we couldn't get a job so we didn't have much money. We invited anyone to join our poker game as long as they had the minimum $5. As time went on, more and more people wanted to join the game. One night we had 8 tables and close to 50 people playing. Often, my dad would come downstairs and play too. My sister and I loved having our parents hang out with us. They were a lot of fun to party with.
It was Saturday. School had ended the week before. I was leaving for basketball training camp on Tuesday. My parents had gone away for the weekend to go see my brother and his new kid. They had left my sister and me a chores list. I had mowed the lawn, weeded the garden and straightened up the garage. The only other item on my "chores" list from my parents was to "spring" clean my room before I left for three-week camp. I figured I would do this Monday. I looked at the clock and it was only 1 PM. I wiped the sweat from my face and decided to take a swim in the pool. As I walked through the house, my sister came galloping down the stairs in a sports bra and shorts.
"I'm going jogging. Want to go?" she asked.
"No, thanks," I said. "I just did most of my chores on my list so I'm gonna take a swim and cool off. Isn't it hot to go jogging? It's gotta be almost 100 degrees out there!"
"Probably, but I didn't exercise yesterday and feel awful. Besides, I'm gonna run by David's house. Emily called and said that he's home from school and is outside mowing the lawn."
"You think he's gonna finally notice you?!?!" I said sarcastically. Suzy had been trying to get David to look at her since they were both freshmen in high school.
The rumor around town was that he was gay. "Why don't you invite him over to play poker tonight? There's only going to be me, Alex and Scott. A fourth would make it more fun. Besides we can use the poker game to find out about him." A wide grin spread across my face.
"But I'm not going to be here tonight. Emily and I are going shopping and then we're spending the night over at Erin's."
"Bring them over here," I said. "I'm going out to the pool to relax for the rest of the day." I grabbed the cordless phone off the charger so I would have to get up. "Enjoy your run!" She walked the other way and I heard the front door close. I walked into the "pool room."
This is where we kept towels and stuff for the pool. I grabbed my freshly washed swimsuit out of the pile and stripped off my clothes to put it on. I heard a noise behind me. I turned and my sister was standing in the doorway!
"Do you mind?" I asked as my hand moved to cover myself. Our bedrooms were connected by a bathroom that we shared, but we hadn't seen each other naked since I was 5 or 7 years old when we took baths together.
"Sorry," she said. "I forgot my Walkman and wanted to listen to music while I ran since you weren't going with me." I stood there, with my hand covering my private parts. She grabbed her Walkman from the table in the corner. She must have been tanning and listening to it and left in the room. She kind of stood there waiting for me to move and then she turned and left. I heard the front door close, again. I walked out the back door and dove into the pool. The idea of not exercising was stuck in my head so I swam 20 laps in the pool.
When I got out of the pool, I just wanted to relax. I sat on a chaise and closed my eyes. Just then, the phone rang. The sun hurt when I opened my eyes. I figured I had fallen asleep. "Hello?" I asked into the phone.
"Hey! It's Al. We still on for poker tonight?"
"Sure as hell are! I'm just sitting here by the pool. Why don't you come over now and join me?" Alex and I had been best friends since I was in second grade.
He was a big nerd, but a true and loyal friend. The typical "band geek" and "book worm". He and my sister had been great friends when they were in first and second grade and the joke between my parents and me was that Alex and my sister were still in "puppy love" with each other after all these years. Then Alex and I became friends and he and my sister just remained "acquaintances."
Alex and I had experimented with each other in our early teen years. Comparing and touching each other, just like normal young teenagers experiment with each other. I often wondered if my sister did that with her female friends, or if females experimented like that.
I closed my eyes and must have fallen asleep again. I woke up just before Alex poured a bucket of pool water on me. I dove off the chaise as he poured it, jumped up and pushed him into the pool. He was still fully clothed. The splash wasn't that big, but the look on his face was hilarious. He broke the surface of the water spitting and coughing. "You bastard! This is my only change of clothes!" he yelled.
"You didn't leave me any choice!" I said laughing. Alex climbed out of the pool and I threw him a towel. "Change into your swimsuit and we'll throw your clothes in the dryer." Alex stripped down to his underwear as we walked back into the "pool room". I grabbed his clothes and took them to the laundry room, which was attached to the poolroom. I returned as Alex had put his swimsuit on and threw his wet underwear at me. It hit me right in the middle of my face and fell the floor. "I'll get you for that one!" I picked up his underwear. I looked at Alex as he pulled his swimsuit on.
Alex is a small build. A typical skinny nerd, he weighed about 130 to 150 pounds and stood five-four, five-seven. He has jet-black hair that is neatly cut. He is usually dressed in "preppy" clothes and jeans. I have very rarely seen him in shorts since he turned 14.
When I returned, I said, "OK, now what do we do?"
"I brought some beer and liquor for us to drink tonight during the game. Let's go unload it from my car." I followed him out the front door and into the driveway. We unloaded two cases of beer and two bottles of Jack Daniels from his trunk.
