COMPLETED [boyxboy] After his religious mother kicks him out for being gay, Elijah Ellis moves in with his father, where his step-mother, step-brother, and half-sister also welcome him. Elijah aspires to continue doing what he loves and play hockey for his new school, but his past hookup with the closeted hockey captain, Fox Ridley, complicates things. While Elijah just wants to get through the season unscathed, Fox is hellbent on hating him. Elijah is unsure whether he will ever overcome Fox's hatred, or if he will remain on thin ice. ~171k words

EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT!! Hot tempered and impulsive Derek James and Calm and composed Evan Staton has been best buds since the 3rd grade. Nicknamed the Two Musketeers in middle school, they went on to high school as well sought after popular guys. Still, Evan was the one who has gotten the most attention from all the girls mainly due to his celebrity good looks and style. Where ever he went, girls sighed and guys stepped back with grudging respect. But then he had to go and drop a scandalous bomb on Derek. "I'm gay." Determined and in denial, Derek makes it his mission to "reform" his best friend back to his full "non-gay" glory. But what happens when Derek starts to feel things he shouldn't? And DO things he shouldn't? Uh oh. Was being gay contagious? Was he suffering from "copy cat" syndrome or was this something else? Join Derek in his humorous adventure in attempting to save his friend from straying to what he called "the path of no return" when he's slowly straying there himself! Throw in a Yaoi maniac for a sister and a surprising situation that puts Derek and Evan in a very compromising position and we got ourselves the biggest scandal of the school year!

{ "No, I mean I /like/ you." I pause sharply. "I'm gay, Greyson." I watch as he takes a long drag from his freshly-lit cigarette in a contemplating silence. "You know, just because I don't have a girlfriend right now doesn't mean I'll let you hit. I'm not gay." } But despite his firm comment from the past, Greyson's lustful body was now saying a completely different story as he needily wrapped his muscular arms around my neck. I threw everything I had ever known out the window when I became intertwined with my best friend in a heated, animalistic embrace. *** TLDR; What happens when a jock sleeps with his best friend and then pretends it never happened? (Genres: romance, erotica, angst, drama, friends-to-lovers, friends-with-benefits, queer) #1 in eboy (10/24/24) #4 in friendswithbenefits (11/16/24) #1 in toxicrelationship (7/1/25) #1 in boyslove (7/9/25) #3 in lgbtfiction (7/25/25)

"What is your type, then?" I jolt, his question catching me off guard. Rolling my head to the side to look at him, blades of grass press against my cheek. Thank god he's not watching me because he can't see the war happening inside of my head. On the contrary, Miles eyes are fluttered shut, one of his hands resting on his stomach. Every inch of his dark skin is illuminated by the moon, like angels poured silver glitter over him. There's no part of his body that isn't tastefully sculpted, almost like he took a shearing knife to his muscles before coming here simply to carve out a perfect body to tease me with. His t-shirt pulls taunt with each breath. The fabric catches on his muscles. The words are caught in the back of my throat. You. You have always been my type. Instead, I snort. "Whatever it is, it sure as hell wasn't her." - - - Parker Graham is totally content to be living his normal life. He has everything a teenage boy could dream of: rich parents, a nice car, crazy athletic skills, the star spot on the football team, and girls from around the state chasing his every move. But that contentment is stirred up when Miles Holt moves into town. Miles is everything that Parker isn't: steadfast, tall, a party animal, bilingual, black, and openly gay... which he has no problem admitting nor proving. And, to Parker's dismay, it's love at first sight. In order to keep his life straight and continue the image of perfection, Parker cannot let out the secret of his sexuality due to his scholarships and quarterback reputation on the line. Miles shouldn't get attached regarding a court law for his messed up family. They won't risk everything just to have one shot at keeping each other in the end... will they? [boyxboy] [FINALLY COMPLETE!!! votes & comments are always appreciated!! 🤍]

Enter Jericho Tucker: a Nigerian, Brooklyn native with serious daddy issues, a killer afro, and has a whole lot of love to give. But toss picture-perfect Joseph Turner into the mixing bowl; quarterback, silver-tongued, white boy from the dirty south, and you'll have a real fucking disaster on your hands. It's their last year of high-school, and things are already getting hot; just add a pinch of fake friends, two cups of jealous exes, and a little too much southern lovin', and now you're really cooking! So, if you can't handle the heat, you better get the hell out of the kitchen. + 5th place Ace Awards Supreme LGBTQ batch 2 + #2 in talkthepoc + #2 wmbm + #3 in diverselit + #3 bmwm + #7 in weneeddiversebooks + #10 in diverse ***HIATUS***

when Jaylen Park and Cassian Bergman cross the fine line between rivals and lovers they have to reevaluate everything they have ever known because straight guys don't kiss other guys, especially their teammates, and they sure as hell don't sleep with them either. It doesn't help that the two boys have this underlying sexual tension that they both can't explain because at the end of the day no matter what connection still lingers between them, they can't act on their urges because Jaylen is 100% straight and so is Cassian or maybe the two are just a little confused but it's okay because no matter how many kisses they share behind closed doors as long as they remember to say "no homo" afterward it simply doesn't count as love, right? [EXTENDED SYNOPSIS INSIDE]

Sam Moretti is new to Crestfield High, so first impressions are everything, right? What happens if your first impression is spilling iced coffee all over hot-headed Noah Wright? Noah Wright has issues. With an alcoholic father and absent mother, he struggles to see any light at the end of the tunnel, but he's accepted that with a bad attitude. Sam Moretti has one issue; he can't stop thinking about Noah. But, as he's been told, only a fool would fall for Noah... but Sam's not too sure if he cares. *** Highest Ranking: #1 in gay #1 in bxblove #1 in comingoutofthecloset #2 in LGBT #2 in boyxboy #2 in fluffandsmut #3 in Mature #3 in teenromance ⚠️Warning: This story contains mature themes, physical/verbal abuse, drinking, drug use, mental disorders, and A LOT OF GAYNESS!! Read at your own risk.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐫.𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. "𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐫.𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮..."

This is the rewritten (better!) version of Boys Will Be Boys DISCLAIMER: This book will contain foul language and general idiocy. I started writing this almost six years ago, and many of the writing techniques and actual content are no longer representative of me as a writer. Nonetheless, I do hope it makes you happy to read. CW/TW: (internalized and general) homophobia, other TWs are specified as needed in chapters *** "You good Keke?" I felt a hand slap my back and looked up excitedly, lips splitting into a grin when Lukas dragged a stool over next to mine. He nudged me with his shoulder, a small smile on his lips. "Don't fucking call me that, and yeah, 'm alright," I yawned, resting my head on my forearm and leaning so I could meet Lukas' eyes. "Just tired and sore" I admitted, letting my legs dangle so I could knock them into Lukas' in a repetitive pattern. He looked down in surprise, which soon turned to determination as we waged a silent war between who could kick each other harder and evade the other's attack. "Yeah, I'm still sore from last night too" Lukas murmured, wincing when I got him in the shin. "Same here" DJ piped in, echoed quietly by Roger who was still lost in his own world. "You guys make it sound like we had a massive orgy last night"