"Fine." Tylor closed his eyes, and stepped towards Declan. Just rip the bandaid off, he told himself. He pressed his lips to Declan's, opening his mouth slightly, playfully biting on Declan's bottom lip and pulling it into his mouth. Declan kissed him back, deeper this time, their tongues swirling together, building a rhythm. Declan pulled their mouths apart just slightly, a string of spit connecting them, and then leaned back in, tugging Tylor's lip back between his teeth, pulling back and teasing.
Tylor's head lolled back, his eyes fluttering. "God, I'm drunk," he muttered.
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One day Declan invites his best friend Tylor to a party, and they're slightly coerced into playing a drinking game by one of Declan's friends, Alyssa. At first it seems the game is to her own amusement but Declan's friend may have ulterior motives...
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{rated mature because it contains sexual content}