A Card Trick

(Author's note: I do not own nor did I write this story. Credit for this tale, "Luke and the Magician", goes to a user who goes under the name enmstorypic from another site. I really enjoyed this story so I received permission from the creator to re-post this. I wanted to share this all with you and I hope you enjoy.)

Raising his hand, the Mysterious Marvel quieted the crowd. Luke stood behind him, unsure of his role. Marvel introduced himself and his “handsome helper” to the crowd and Luke just tried to stay out of the way. Before he knew it, Marvel was ready to begin the act in earnest. He started with a classic – card tricks. Pulling a deck from his pocket, Marvel fanned them out with a snap of his wrist, presenting them to Luke. “Pick a card,” he said slyly. “Any card.” Luke plucked one out a random: the three of spades. Handing it back, Marvel shuffled it back into the deck without looking at it. Tossing the cards from hand to hand in a wave, the magician made sure the deck was well shuffled before drawing a card. “Is this your card?” he asked dramatically, revealing the 10 of hearts.

Luke hesitated. He knew it wasn’t his card but he didn’t want to offend the magician and lose his job. Considering carefully, he finally shook his head.

“No?” Marvel turned to the audience incredulously. “Never fear, I’m sure I’ll find it somewhere!” Drawing Luke closer, the magician reached into the surprised boy’s left trouser pocket, drawing out a card, much to Luke’s confusion. Again, Marvel presented this card with a flourish. “Is this your card?” Glancing at the two of hearts, Luke once again had to shake his head as the audience laughed.

After tossing the incorrect card over his shoulder, the magician stuck a hand in Luke’s right pocket. His hand seemed to go much further than should be possible given the relatively small size of the pocket. Seemingly up to his elbow, Marvel’s shoulder was turning and twisting as he apparently searched the depths for Luke’s card. With his hand hidden from the crowd’s view, Marvel took this opportunity to feel the firmness of Luke’s thigh and leg. With a satisfied grunt, the magician finally succeeded in fishing out another card.

“Is THIS your card?” he asked Luke triumphantly, brandishing the seven of diamonds. Beginning to feel concerned that something had gone wrong with the trick, Luke mutely shook his head. The audience tittered, unsure if this was all part of the act or not.

“A stubborn one, is it?” Marvel rolled his shirtsleeves up to his elbows and rubbed his palms together. “Never fear, I’m sure I know just where to look!” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at the audience and suddenly plunged a hand right down the front of his assistant’s pants. Luke yelped in surprise and tried to dance back but the magician’s arm in his pants kept him in place. Marvel’s hand roamed freely, lightly trailing over Luke’s bulge and discretely playing with the elastic waistband of his underwear.

“Yes! Yes, I think I feel it!” Marvel crowed to the audience. “I think I have it! Yes!” Tugging his arm out and raising his hand high over his head, Marvel had something clutched tightly in a fist. It certainly wasn’t a card, whatever it was. From the audience, it appeared to be some kind of black cloth… With a little bow and a satisfied smirk, the magician revealed Luke’s boxer briefs to the crowd. While the audience laughed and applauded, all the blood drained from Luke’s face and he gasped in shock.

The magician, feigning surprise, shook his head and made a clucking noise. “Dear me,” he said to the crowd. “That’s not right, is it? Best put those back!” For the second time that night he plunged his hands down Luke’s pants and rummaged around for what felt like ages to Luke. When the magician finally withdrew his hands, they were empty and Luke felt that his underwear was back in place.