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Spin the Bottle

Marco placed the letter on his table. Someone had slipped a note under his door during the night, an invitation to a neighborhood party. Shaking his head, he wondered who it could have been. He wasnt particularly close with anyone around, seeing as he was an outcast. Nevertheless, he decided to go.

Dominic paced back and forth in front of the door, mustering up the courage to open it. What if he was there? What if I actually talked to him? No, don't think about that. He might not even be there. Don't get your hopes up.

Sighing, he pulled open the door just as the man across the street was leaving his house. Shocked, Dominic froze, unsure of what to do. Well, you cant just stand their like a freak, so you better move. Reluctantly, he shut the door behind him and proceeded in the direction of the party. He eyed the man across the street as they both walked towards the neighbors house. Dominic became more and more jittery as he realized that the man was going to the same destination. Oh god! What if he talks to me???

Marco walked briskly towards the house that was stated on the invitation. Normally he would have ignored it and stayed home, but somehow he had decided it would be okay to try and talk to some of the neighbors. Afterall, he had been living there for over a year now and didn't know anyone. Tentatively, he knocked on the door, expecting no one to open. The guy who had been heading in the same direction from across the street nervously shuffled his feet behind Marco, as they waited for the door to be opened. Why was he nervous?

Dominic was having trouble breathing. He was standing right in front of him, the real life person! Dominic couldn't believe it. It took all his energy not to light up like a tomato.

"Its probably pretty busy in there, aye?" The boy from across the street's face jolted upwards as if Marco has uttered words unknown to mankind. Watching him closely, Marco observed that this boy was clearly nervous about something, based on the way he was twisting his jacket sleeves and shuffling with his feet.

"Ye- yeah, I guess s-s-so." Blushing the boy looked away quickly, avoiding eye contact. That's odd, thought Marco. He didn't have time to think about it more than the door opened and the host ushered them in.

Dominic let out a sigh of relief as he watched the man enter the house before him. He admired the man's shape as the man made his way gracefully into the house.

"Whatcha staring at there Dom?" His friend Joe smirked as he watched Dominic drool over the stranger that had stood before him seconds ago.

"Oh shut up Joe," Dominic puffed as he walked into the party.

The night continued. Marco occasionally saw the boy from before around the party, and sometimes the boy would be looking his way. He had to admit, the boy wasnt bad looking. He'd never admit that to someone though.

"Alright everyone! Its now time for the tradition! We're going to split everyone up into 4 groups and then we're going to play spin the bottle! Team captains have already been assigned and they're going to pick names for each group."

Shit thought Dominic as he watched the man smirking. I'm never going to be in the same group as him.

"Dominic for group 2...Joe for group 4...Marco for group 2"

Dominic was talking to a friend of his when the stranger showed up in the group. Had he been picked for the same group? Dominic couldn't believe his luck as the man sat down with the rest of the group.

Marco watched the boy's eyes light up as he sat down in the circle, noticing how his cheeks flushed slightly. He thought it kind of unnerving how he noticed these things but then again, he had been an outcast his whole life for a reason.

The bottle was spun. A girl was chosen and she seemed joyfully happy to disappear into the room with the boy that the bottle landed on.

Dominic secretly prayed that the bottle would land on him and the man. He started calculating out the probability of that happening when all of a sudden his name was called out. Startled he looked up to find the bottle pointing in his direction. huh?

Marco hid his smile behind his hand as he watched the surprised look on the boys face when the bottle landed on him. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights, his eyes widening in shock and a sort of pure terror. Fighting back a laugh, Marco watched the bottle spin. Undeniably, he had a feeling deep inside him that he couldn't deny. Why was he jealous of this kid he didn't even know?

Spacing out, Marco didn't notice that the bottle pointed towards him till someone tapped him on the shoulder. The boy had turned ashen white, but was immediately red from top to bottom as he saw who the bottle landed on.

Oh shit, Dominic thought as he watched the man. Why did this happen to me? He watched the man stand gracefully and stride over to him. Holding out his hand, the man gave him a smirk.

"You ready?"

Dominic swallowed as he reached out his hand, letting this mysterious man lead him towards the bedroom. Only once the door had closed, did the man let go.

Marco watched as the boy stood there stiffly, unsure of what do to.

"Have you ever done this before?" Marco asked, knowing full well the answer.

"N-n-no, I ha-have not." Dominic fiddled with his jacket sleeves as he waited for what the man would say.

"Alright. Well, my name is Marco. I live across the street from you."

"My-my name is Dominic. But you can call me Dom."

"Nice to meet you Dom." Marco held out his hand for a handshake and watched as the boys shaking hand was placed in his own. Dom had cold hands, Marco noticed as he let go.

"Well, Dom, here's how these things usually work. We're expected to spend 5 minutes in here making out or something, as far as I can remember correctly. We've just spent like two standing around and talking." Marco watched Dom's face become an even darker shade of red than it already was. "Why are you nervous? You don't know me. There's nothing to be nervous about."

Dom swallowed hard as he answered, "I-I know. Its-its just cause...I kinda like you, that's all. No big deal." Dominic looked down, avoiding eye contact as much as possible.

Warm hands took a hold of his chin, forcing his head upward. His ocean green eyes met those of Marco's hazel brown, creating a sense of anticipation.

"It is a big deal though," Marco breathed.

Dominic held his breath as Marco's lips touched his lightly, gently. All of a sudden something changed. Heat grew between them as Marco pulled them closer. There was something about this boy that made him want more. Grabbing hold of the back of his head, Marco deepened the kiss, trying to get as much of Dominic as he could.

Dominic couldn't believe his luck. This man he'd admired for multiple months had finally talked to him and now they were making out at a neighborhood party. Something about this man Marco was intoxicating. Dominic just melted at the lightest touch of his fingers across his lower back, pulling him in closer.

A knock was heard at the door, and someone said, "your times up!"

Both pulled back breathless. Dominic immediately covered his face, embarrassed about what had just happened. How could he let himself be taken so easily by this man he barely knew?

"I enjoyed that," Marco said watching Dominic peak out from behind his hands.

Snatching one of Dominic's hands, Marco pulled out a pen. After having scribbled his phone number on Dominc's hand, Marco kissed it, giving Dominic a smirk.

"Hope to see you around."