(This story based on true events. Everyone is 18)
On Friday and Saturday nights all across America, you'll find groups of bored teenagers hanging out in basements. Places where they don't have basements, I'm not exactly sure what they do. In the 1990s, weekend default entertainment was to get a group together, go to someone's house, throw an Adam Sandler movie on, or maybe if circumstances allowed, drink, smoke, and hook up.
Our friends group was no different. Two couples, and we met on the high school cross country team. Each of us was more into a different sport, but took up cross country in the fall as a way to keep in shape. That the team was co-ed helped as well, otherwise the boredom of running for hours on end would have been far less bearable. The two of us couples were more friends of convenience than truly close. We lived in the same large subdivision, and due to being teammates we naturally fell into hanging out together.
Ashley was my girlfriend. Her true passion was dance, and she had a dancer's build. She was short, maybe 5'4", with long straight brunette hair. She was thin but had powerful legs from years of dancing and working out, and she had the small, perky A-cup breasts of a dancer. We had been dating about a year, and were each other's first for most things including sex. We had started "going all the way" about 6 months ago, and were eagerly trying everything we could think of. Her dad was our major roadblock however, as he was very strict and didn't allow Ashley to date even though she'd be going to college soon. So we settled for going out in groups, and sneaking away on the drive home to have sex in a car in a remote parking lot, or we'd go to each other's houses after school when our parents were at work and siblings were at various activities.
Lauren was her friend, but the opposite in most physical ways. She was a swimmer, tall, with muscular shoulders but otherwise thin, and had short blonde hair. Her B-cup breasts seemed small for her frame, and she had a face that I found somewhat plain. She was the kind of girl that seemed unremarkable in high school when everyone is thin and hot, but as you aged you looked back on her fondly. Lauren and I only got along okay; in fact I didn't think she liked me much. I was somewhat cocky and liked to crack jokes and poke fun at people, but Ashley was more reserved and no nonsense. Had I not been dating her friend I highly doubted we'd hang out together.
Lauren's boyfriend John was also somewhat plain looking, but his average size and build hid a stellar point guard and short stop. John was a three-sport athlete, running in the fall, playing basketball in the winter, and baseball in the spring. He was 5'10" and thin, but I'd been with him in enough swimming pools and beaches to know that his clothes hid a body that was no stranger to the gym. He had light brown hair, boyish looks, and a carefree attitude that belied his competitive edge. I wouldn't say he and I were close friends, as we were closer to our respective teammates, but we were running partners and would joke around together at cross country practice. I wasn't exactly sure what John saw in Lauren, other than that they lived across the street from one another. They didn't engage in the typical high school hallway PDA, and even at meets and practices were apart as often as they were together. I think they were more fuckbuddies than anything else, as Ashley had told me John and Lauren were among the first of our friends to have sex, and hadn't slowed down since starting.
Me, I was a little bit taller at six feet even, and had the strong, broad build of the lacrosse player I am. I didn't have the muscle tone of John, but I certainly wasn't ashamed to take my shirt off at practice or the pool. I was a walk-on defenseman on the squad when I got to college, until I decided drinking beer and chasing girls was more fun than going to practice. I had a pretty average 6 inch dick, but I was in enough locker rooms to know I was thicker than most. When we first started sleeping together, I was actually too much for Ashley's petite frame, but as she gained experience she grew to enjoy it.
On this particular Friday, it was the night before spring break. I was leaving on Monday for a trip to Florida for some beach time with my family, John was headed out of town in the morning to drive to a different Florida town with his family, and Ashley was leaving later the next day for a family cruise vacation. Lauren's dad worked some sort of traveling sales job, so he was out of the house often, and Lauren's mom and younger sister had left to go to Lauren's aunt's house. Lauren had swim practice on Saturday, and would be driving out to meet her family sometime on Sunday, which meant we could all hang out at her house Friday night with no parental supervision. This had happened occasionally in the past, and we'd usually put on a movie, dim the lights, and pretend to watch while each couple fooled around under the blankets until Lauren and John went upstairs to her room and Ashley and I would stay in the basement and have sex on the couch.
However, this night was different. "My brother came home from college, and he hooked me up with a 30-rack of beer and a half-handle of vodka. He just told me to make sure we hid the empties somewhere our parents won't find them, and to not mention where we got it from if we got caught" John informed us excitedly when we arrived. This would be more interesting than our standard movie night hookup.
Lauren's basement had two couches in an L-shape with a table in the middle, and each couple took a couch as we cracked a beer and decided what to do.
"Let's play beer pong!" exclaimed Ashley.
"No, that's fun, but it's going to make way too big of a mess, and I don't know if we have any ping pong balls" Liz informed us.
"How about this game I heard about, Kings Cup?" I volunteered.
Intrigued, John asked "Okay, how do you play?"
I went over to Lauren's computer, logged into AOL and typed it into Yahoo (yay 90s).
"Okay, here are the rules: you spread all the cards around a cup in the center. Each player pulls a card, and based on what card you pull you do the following:
Aces are waterfall, everyone drinks around the circle and you can't stop until the player to your left stops,
Two is for you, chose someone to drinks,
Three is for me, drink yourself,
Four is for whores, girls drink (it was the 90s, a different time...),
Five up high, last person to raise their hand drinks,
Six is for dicks, guys drink,
Seven is heaven, first two players to pull a seven go into the closet for 7 minutes together, second two do the same,
Eight is make a rule, the player can make whatever rule they want for the game,
Nine bust a rhyme, first player says a word and everyone goes around in the circle and has to rhyme with it, the person who can't come up with a word drinks,
Ten is categories, name a category and the first person who can't name something in that category drinks,
Jack is never have I ever, anyone who has done the thing you say drinks,
