Author's note: This story is a sequel of sorts to "Terri Meets Tommy" -- in it we see events from Tommy's perspective and we find out exactly how Beth managed to persuade her brother into showing himself off to her friend. And we also discover what happened after Terri had gone home and the life-changing results for Beth and Tommy. All characters are over 18.
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The 17th of July, 1985, had been a furiously hot day, I had been out playing football with some friends and by two o'clock in the afternoon I was suitably exhausted. I lay on my bed shirtless, reading a magazine and sipping a very large and very cold drink, my fan oscillating slowly and delivering a cooling breeze over my bare torso. I put a new tape into my Walkman by a new band that I had recently discovered and allowed the furious rhythms and grinding guitars to take me away into a world of metal.
Suddenly, I became aware of a presence in my bedroom, I opened my eyes to be confronted by the sight of my twin sister Elizabeth (or Beth, as she preferred to be called).
"What brings you in here sis?" I asked as I stopped the tape and sat up against the headboard of my bed.
"Oh, nothing." she replied, "I was just wondering if my favourite twin brother would do me a huge favour."
"Forget it Beth." I replied, "We spoke about this before, I'm not lending you any more money."
"Oh come on! It was only £10 for mum's birthday present." She whined.
"Yes, and what did you get her? A hat and gloves set that only cost £7.50, and did I see any of it again? No!" I replied, in those days £2.50 was worth a lot more than it is today!
"Anyway, it's not money I'm after."
"Hmph, that makes a change!"
"I'm after you."
"Me??? Why?"
"You know my friend Terri?"
"What that new girl you've been hanging around with?"
"That's the one, she has had a somewhat, shall we say, sheltered upbringing."
By now I was starting to mentally put the pieces together, and I didn't like the picture that they were assembling in my mind.
"I'm not sure I like where this is going Beth." I said a little nervously.
"Can you believe she's never seen a boy naked before!" said Beth.
"Didn't she do sex education at school or anything?"
"Nope, her family are really strict. They're y'know rather religious, she hasn't got any male relatives except for her granddad and a great-uncle and her dad died when she was little."
"So."
"So, I thought we might do her a favour and give her a bit of an education."
"What sort of education?"
"Well, I thought that since she's never seen a boy naked before, that... you might be willing to... y'know... show her what's what, so to speak."
Was this for real?? Was my sister asking me to be her guinea-pig so that she could show her friend what a naked boy looks like? What exactly did she have in mind?
"You mean, you want me to take all my clothes off in front of you and your friend so that she can get a good look at me naked???" I asked.
"Well, basically yes." Beth answered, "But only if you're willing to, and I promise that it won't go any further than between the three of us."
I was having none of it but Beth kept up the pressure. She kept it up for a good ten minutes or so, trying to grind down my resistance. Finally, I decided that if this conversation was going to go any further I wanted something truly big in return.
"What would be in it for me?" I asked.
"Anything." Beth replied.
"Anything?" I asked for confirmation.
"Anything you want, unless it's a load of money of course."
A wicked thought crossed my mind, I mulled over the possible consequences that could arise from the words that I was about to utter. On the one hand she would be appalled and tell me to get lost and that would be the end of that and finally she would be out of my hair. On the other hand, she could agree and I would finally be able to lose something that had hitherto been difficult to get rid of.
"Okay then." I said, "If you're that serious, you'll do me a massive favour in return."
"Anything, as long as it doesn't involve hard work" Beth grinned.
"Have sex with me."
"You what?!?" Beth gasped in disbelief.
"Have sex with me." I reiterated. "If you want me to show myself off to your friend you'll have to agree to have sex with me later on when she's gone."
"I can't have sex with you Tommy, you're... you're my own brother for fuck's sake!"
"Then I guess the deal's off then." I replied and went back to my magazine. "Anyway, I know you've been having sex with what-his-name, that Jim bloke who works in the hardware shop in town, why would having sex with me be any different? Anyway, it's easy for you, at least you're not still a virgin."
"You're still a virgin?!?" Beth gasped, "I would've thought that a boy as good-looking as you would've had any girl you wanted! Anyway, Jim's out of the picture now -- we broke up last week."
"Well, it's harder for a boy to lose it, all a girl has to do is click her fingers and drop her knickers and jump into bed with any boy she wants to."
"It's not as simple as that!" Beth retorted, "But I suppose I do sometimes feel a bit sorry for you boys, us girls can play hard-to-get sometimes."
"I'm not after sympathy-sex!" I said with a slight anger in my voice.
Beth sighed.
"Okay."
"Okay what?"
"Okay, I'll have sex with you."
"I said, I don't want sympathy-sex!" I replied somewhat irate.
"It won't be sympathy-sex." Beth replied, taking my hand in hers, "But I want you to promise me something."