(ITS OLD, REALLY OLD. LIKE OH MY GOD--)

P R E S T O N

It wasn't long after Jerome and Mitch went up stairs that we started hearing moans and bangs from upstairs.

"Oh my god their actually having sex!" Giggled Vik.

"Well they weren't not going to have sex. If we left them in the closet Jerome would probably bang Mitch against the wall." I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

We watched them make their way downstairs closely.

"What?" Mitch asked.

"I hope you know the whole world heard you fucking." I snickered.

Mitch hid behind Jerome, mumbling something quietly in his ear after his face flushed beet red. Jerome rolled his eyes.

"Your embarrassing him guys," he defended. "Leave him alone." Jerome looked at us with an icy glare.

"Calm your tits, Jer-Jer. It was a joke." Vik said, scoffing.

-

We sat in a circle for a game of spin the bottle. But this time, there was a little twist. We put dares in the bottle and the person chosen has to pick a random one, and they have to do it.

Then the bottle landed on me.

"Oh for fucks sake," I groaned.

I picked out a piece of paper with a dare, and read it.

Go buttfuck Lachlan

My eyes widened in realization.

"I AM NOT DOING THIS!" I yelped, throwing it away.

"You have to," Rob said. "What did it say?"

I groaned. "It told me to buttfuck Lachlan!"

Mitch and Jerome burst into aching laughter.

"I'm not doing that!" I whined.

"Well fine, give him a hickey then. You have to do something.

Lachlan had his face in his hands, sighing.

"Fine," I growled. "We'll go into the hallway."

I pulled Lachlan along into the hallway with me.

"Oh, and you have to kiss him!"

"Oh for fucks sake," I muttered harshly.

I softly pushed Lachlan against the wall. The lights weren't on, and the only illumination was the candles on the table. Shadows casted over Lachlan's face. He was tense.

"Relax," I said. "It's just me."

He bit his lip, sighing. "But what about Vik and Rob?" He asked.

I sighed. "They know it's just a dare."

"Okay," He said.

I took that as permission and placed my mouth over his. I graced my hand on his cheek, and he wrapped his arms around my neck. This was just instinct, there was nothing between us. Just friendship. Nothing...

I pulled away and grazed my tongue along his neck. He let out a little puff of breath. I planted my mouth on his skin and I lightly nibbled.

"Preston..." He breathed.

I suckled on the skin, and slightly pulled away because of the darkening bruise. Maybe another one wouldn't hurt.

I searched around for his G-spot, and I knew I hit it when he moaned a little. So I bit down there, and he moaned quietly.

"A-hahh..."

I pulled away, and lightly pecked his lips one last time.

"Let's go." I told him, and he nodded, face flushed.

-
We walked back into the living room and took our designated spots.

Me and Lachlan looked at each other.

"I didn't know you two were that into each other," Mitch smirked as he pointed out the second hickey on Lachlan's neck.

Well shit.