Corbin House Chronicles: Brotherhood Unbound

Chapter 14: Spin The Bottle

The night unfolded with a laid-back vibe, just friends chatting and relaxing. Marc had already headed up to his room, leaving Beau, Trey, and Colt downstairs with Kellan, Connor, and Cain. As they joked around, Zeb arrived, joining the group but still feeling a bit awkward around Colt, who noticed and exchanged a knowing look with him. Then Max and Quinn showed up, grinning as they spotted everyone. Quinn, with his usual playful energy, flashed a couple of beer bottles and immediately suggested, "How about a round of truth or dare?"

Everyone perked up, and with drinks in hand, they settled into a loose circle. Quinn, already grinning from ear to ear, claimed the role of Game Master. He spun the bottle, letting it glide across the floor until it pointed to Beau. Beau, without hesitation, picked "truth," his eyes bright with curiosity. Quinn leaned in, clearly enjoying the spotlight. "Alright, Beau," he teased, "Who here would you want to... you know... take things to the next level with?" The group whistled and hooted, their anticipation palpable.

Beau scanned the faces around him. He felt Max's gaze linger, but he smirked and said, "Kellan." The response set off a wave of laughter and nudges, Kellan grinning with a cocky wink. "Guess I'm just that irresistible," Kellan joked, and Beau chuckled, giving him a playful shove.

Next, the bottle landed on Colt. He went for "dare," and Quinn's grin grew wider. "Okay, Colt," he said, "French kiss Zeb. For two whole minutes." The room erupted in surprise, everyone exchanging glances. Colt shot Zeb a quick, mischievous look, clearly caught off guard. But with a shrug and a grin, he leaned in. The kiss started tentative, but soon it deepened, Colt's hand moving to Zeb's shoulder as Zeb leaned in. Their friends watched in awe, the chemistry between them sparking an energy that left the room quiet in surprise.

As the kiss ended, Colt pulled back with a laugh, and Zeb was left slightly flushed. "Didn't think you'd go for it, man," Zeb muttered, but Colt only smirked, giving him a teasing nudge. Quinn, eager to keep the game rolling, spun the bottle again, and it landed on Connor.

Already a bit tipsy, Connor chose "dare" without a second thought. Quinn's eyes lit up. "Connor," he began with a sly grin, "do a strip tease for Trey." Connor burst into laughter, a little taken aback, but he accepted. Standing up, he moved to the beat of the music, swaying his hips and laughing as he began to unbutton his shirt slowly. His friends hooted and whistled, making the moment even more outrageous. As he slid his shirt off, revealing a red thong underneath, the whole room froze for a moment, then erupted in laughter and shock. Connor winked at Trey, who was trying—and failing—to hide his flushed cheeks.

Connor moved in closer to Trey, dancing a little more, adding a cheeky grind here and there as he sat on Trey's lap, earning more laughter and applause. "Magic Mike's got nothing on me," Connor joked, and everyone burst out laughing, including Trey, who looked both flustered and entertained.

With everyone still buzzing from Connor's performance, Quinn spun the bottle once more, and it pointed to Cain. Cain, more reserved, opted for "truth." The group groaned, playfully accusing him of taking the easy way out. Quinn leaned in, grinning as he asked, "Alright, Cain. Who do you think has the hottest butt here?"

Cain's face remained perfectly stoic as he answered, "Zeb." His casual tone only intensified the surprise, with everyone's eyes widening as they looked between Cain and Zeb. Colt, a little possessive, shifted slightly, his gaze flicking from Cain to Zeb with a hint of jealousy. Zeb, ever the good sport, laughed it off and patted Cain on the back, joking, "I mean, who can blame him?"

The room relaxed again as Cain teased back, admitting he had a thing for "a guy with tattoos, some scruff, and that intense look." Everyone instantly turned to Marc, who wasn't even there to defend himself. Cain flushed, and Zeb burst out laughing, nudging Cain. "So that's your type, huh?" he teased, and Cain only chuckled, trying to deflect.