A Different Set of Rules (BoyxBoy)

NOT AN UPDATE!!!!!!!!

A/N: I just got out the first chapter of my new story! Here is the description/expert ::

Before I could stop myself I leaned forward and captured his lips, pressing him against the wall. At first I sensed him stiffen up, before relaxing into the kiss. His hands remained at his sides while his lips moved in sync with my own. My hands moved to cup his ass, kneading the plump mound in my hands. I could feel him groaning into my mouth, silently begging me for more.

My lips strayed to kiss along his jaw, making its way toward his ear lobe. I gently nibbled on the sensitive skin. "I love you" I whispered. He suddenly pushed away from the kiss, much to my dismay.

He was breathing hard. "If you don't mean it, don't say it." He hissed at me, looking up as he spoke. We were hidden behind the stands.

"I do mean it," I tried to pull him back, this time he resisted, glaring at me. I glared back, still regaining my breath.

"If you mean it , prove it" he dared. He was so infuriating.

"Ventura! Braxton! Get out here and get on the line!" Coach shouted for us, breaking us apart. I watched him position his legs on the starting box, his delicate fingers behind the solid white line. His plump ass slowly raised into the air, as though teasing me, when coach spoke "Get set." --------------------------------------------------------------------

Jordanne Braxton is an openly gay freshman with a passion for track and field, his best friend Aaliyah at his side. Together these freshman must enter the world of boys, love, and drama, with no one to rely on but one another.

Christopher Ventura was a high school senior, professed straight male, and was ready to leave the Juvenal world of high school drama behind him. With his eyes set upon Olympic level track and field, he refused to be shown up. When Braxton threatens his position at the top he feels animosity toward the boy, though also lust and desire.

When these two world collide, will there be consequences? Will someone be left behind? Or will this prove to be a match made in heaven?

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Part of Chapter 1:

Christopher Ventura

"Come on man, one last time ight?" He pushed the blunt toward me.

"Fuck yo, you gotta chill with that." I was wasting my breath at this point, he was hammered. Shaking my head I took his offer, plucking the item from his fingers.

Sighing I took a drag, inwardly moaning as I felt the substance fill my lungs.

"See, you gotta chill sometimes." Austin handed me a bottle to drink, already opened, and I immediately took his offering, drowning the remaining content of beer.

He threw a platonic arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. With his other hand he took the blunt from me to take a drag himself. All around us seniors, and a few dispersed juniors moved around, dancing, kissing, or drinking.

It was Austin's house, his parents having conveniently gone out of town for the week end. They knew what he was doing, though blissful ignorance was their motto, so it was never discussed.

"I gotta go take a leak!" I yelled over the music. He nodded, continuing to talk to a girl beside him, she wasn't pretty but her body was alright. At that point they were both too hammered to care.

Making my way through the crowd I searched for an unoccupied bathroom. All of them in the lower level were filled with kids puking, fucking or both. Cringing, I made my way upstairs, deciding to go to the one in his parents room, off limits to party guest.

As I opened the door I sighed in relief to see no one was in there. I made my way to the en suite restroom. Entering I shut the door, not bothering to turn on the light, and lowered my pants. Shakily, I aligned with the bowl, groaning in relief.

I washed my hands and exited, quickly colliding with a small figure. At my height of 6'3 most people were small to me, but this person was perhaps in alignment with my chest.

"Im sorry." I hastily apologized, taking a step back to give them room. I reached to turn on the light, which unfortunately did not work. I assumed they'd removed to bulb before leaving, as to discourage anyone from using their personal washroom.

"No no, its all my fault." The person spoke, their voice soft and almost feminine.

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Please feel free to go read more in the Chapter!!!! Thank you all so much for reading this story! Tthe next update will be as regularly scheduled, the first weekend of May, if not maybe like a week early. Spring break is over so Im back to my hectic schedule,  unfortunated.