Marco and Dylan both jumped into the back seat of the SUV on either side. Dylan practically pounced on top of Marco. Marco put his hand up.

"Dylan, wait. I don't know if I'm ready for this."

Dylan's face looked rather disappointed. Dylan has been waiting for this moment ever since he realized he was gay. "Why?" Dylan asked Marco.

"First of all, where's the condoms? Dr. Sally says we still need them even though we are gay." Dylan started rummaging under the back seat of his car. He pulled out a box Marco couldn't read in the dark of the night. He assumed they were what he asked for. Dylan pulled two out. "Okay, but what if people see us, or even the police? They patrol these parking lots at night like crazy." Dylan had a look on his face like "Hey, that's a good point." Then Marco continued saying, "Besides, this is the first real date I've ever been on. Not even in my wildest dreams did I imagine sex on the first date, let alone a kiss."

"Well, that was obviously before you knew me," Dylan said. Marco looked at him in a way that he never looked at someone before. It was a look of approval, a look of enjoyment, a look of love. There was a long pause before Marco even moved. He turned his head. The clock in Dylan's car read 11:07. Wow, Marco thought, Ellie was right.

Dylan threw the condoms he was holding down on the floor of the car and started kissing Marco. First on the lips, then on his neck. Marco tilted his head back in total pleasure. He felt so good. He never felt anything like this before. Marco pushed Dylan away because he heard cars driving around the parking lot.

"Oh yeah, I forgot," Dylan said. They happy, or should I say "gay" couple, climbed into the front seats. Dylan turned the key to the car, showing that it was 11:38. That only gave them twenty minutes to anything at all. It was ten minute drive back to Marco's house, then another five to Dylan's. Which, after some quick math, Dylan figured out they only had seven minutes to something.

"Marco, I hate to tell you this, but my parents want me back at midnight." Marco checked the clock. "So, do you want to go somewhere tomorrow?"

"Sure, I'd love to. My parents want me back at midnight too. Speaking of my parents, they're not gonna be around tomorrow night. You wanna watch a movie tomorrow night? My house will be empty."

"Well, duh. What teenager wouldn't take advantage of that opportunity?" They both giggled. Marco kind of forced himself, though.

"Eight o'clock, same time? They leave at seven and we have to leave room for error."

"That'd be great. I'll drive over."

Dylan drove Marco home. They held hands the whole way. When Dylan pulled into Marco's driveway, Marco gave Dylan a goodnight kiss, instead of Dylan giving Marco one. "See you tomorrow, honey." Marco slammed the door when Dylan said something back. Oh my God, Marco thought, did I just call Dylan "honey"? Wow, I must be crazy about him.

"Marco, why didn't you call me?"

"Huh, what?" Marco was kind of taken by surprise walking to the cafeteria.

"I said, why didn't you call me last night? You said you were gonna be home from your date, remember?" Ellie was getting a bit of an attitude.

"I said if I came home from my date in that time period. I didn't."

"Oooh. Somebody got lucky last might." Marco blushed, even thought he didn't "get lucky" last night.

"Actually, we ran out of time before we could get lucky. We fooled around a bit though in the back of his giant SUV. Thank God that's a big car."

"Well, you know what they say. The bigger the car the smaller the…"

"Yeah I heard that." Marco cut her off before she could finish. "Tonight we are gonna watch a movie, on my couch, while my parents are on a business trip, with no one else around."

"Awesome! I wish I could do that with someone." Ellie dazed into space, dreaming of her dream man.

"Yeah, lucky me." Marco was hoping he could say that again tomorrow.

Marco was running late. He was so busy getting the house ready in an hour, he forgot to get himself ready. He figured he should shower, put some sexy, tight clothes on, and splash some cologne on. He finally got the house the way he wanted it at 7:48. That only gave twelve minutes to get himself ready. I leave the door unlocked, he thought, just in case I take too long. He got out his button-up Banana Republic shirt along with his tightest pair of vintage style jeans. He ran downstairs to iron them, then ran back upstairs to shower. It was 7:57.

Dylan pulled in the driveway. He jumped out quickly with a Blockbuster bag in hand. He rang the doorbell. Nobody came to the door. It was unlocked, so he thought he would just let himself in. Dylan was kind of nervous. Did Marco hate me? Did he break up with me?

Dylan ran upstairs to Marco's room, having been there before, once he realized Marco wasn't downstairs. Dylan rushed in Marco's room, seeing Marco in nothing but a sexy black jock strap.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry, Marco. I should of knocked. I was worried you were mad at me." Dylan couldn't stop looking at Marco's body. His eyes were moving up and down Marco as he was speaking.

"Okay, I forgive you. Now do you mind getting out," Marco said in an embarrassed voice, covering himself up with the nearest towel, then towels. Dylan dashed downstairs, totally ashamed of himself. Marco couldn't get over what had just happened. He just kept laughing. He didn't know what he was laughing at, though. He quickly got dressed, not wanting to keep Dylan waiting.

"Marco, I'm so sorry," Dylan said as Marco came down, emphasizing the word so. But the thing is, Dylan wasn't the least bit sorry. He just thought it was the polite thing to say.

"No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"No you're not. I wouldn't if I walked in on you wearing nothing but skimpy underwear." They both laughed, especially Dylan. It was like Marco just said everything what Dylan was thinking.

"Yeah, you're right. You just read my mind." Dylan blushed. "So, I brought over 'Swimfan'. I was intrigued by the fact that a hot high school-er was going to swim in one of those tight Speedos."

"Okay, sounds good to me." It really did too. Marco took the movie from Dylan and popped it in the player. He sat right next to Dylan on the couch. Marco started to snuggle with Dylan.