Saving a School (boyxboy)

F*ck! 4

Ashton POV

Turned out the game they wanted to play was spin-the-bottle with shots. There were a lot of people - five guys from our team, four from the other, plus seven girls with Ashley and Tiffany. Plenty of others were watching from the side. We were introduced to everyone we didn't know and given the rules, which were the same everywhere - truth or dare, if you flake you drink.

As we had already come, we joined, and it started. There was some hooting, some boring confessions and some unenthusiastic kissing. I should have seen where this was going when Dan picked dare and Ross got so exited he was bouncing.

"Who's on the bottom?"

"We switch."

"Who was last time?"

"That's a second question."

Jackson looked exceedingly uncomfortable and some people from the other side very confused. "What does that mean?" a bloke I think was called Peter, asked.

"He was asking, when those two fuck, who gets to put it in," Ashley explained kindly.

"What the fuck! What the fuck! Jackson, you agree to this?" the guy asked while dropping his drink.

"You are seriously overestimating the reach the captain has." It was Amir who answered him. "Just for the record, if you want to have sex with a man, don't come to ask my permission first." I rather liked the guy.

Dan asked the next girl the bottle landed on to do a push-up, which Robbie called another proof that he is gay as hell, and the game continued. I was on a few rounds later and picked dare.

"Kiss any girl in the room."

"Truth." Everyone laughed and the girl, Ava, continued where Ross left off.

"So who was last time?"

There was no last time, there hadn't been first time, but if we think of what probably would have happened if we continued last night, then: "Me."

The faces around me were disturbed, curious, but mostly both. Dan grabbed my hand and shot me a look that told me he knew where my answer had come from. He stared at the bite marks on my neck and his eyes were so blatantly hungry that a few guys coughed uncomfortably. 

After that I started to notice a pattern. More and more people were picking dare, just to get the bottle back to us, and the questions were becoming easier. No one at school had really dared to ask any real questions about our relationship before and they saw it as an opportunity. When Kim asked Amir's girlfriend what her favourite colour was I could hear Dan snort a laugh from beside me.

"Okay, whatever," he said, pulling me back into his arms. "You can ask what you want, but if we don't wanna answer we won't drink either, okay?"

Kim was fast. "Did it hurt?" Very direct as well.

"No, Dan knows what he's doing."

After that the fastest ones asked the questions and me and Dan answered in turn.

"Isn't it gross?" - "No, feels good, that's why we do it."

"Can we watch?" - "No, you pervs."

"Have you ever kissed a girl?" - "Yes, even slept with one."

"When did you get together?" - "This summer."

"Did you have another boyfriend before?" - "No, I dated girls before."

"Why'd you stop that?" - "I like Ash more."

"Why you'd date girls if you're gay?" - "Thought I was straight."