A black handprint somewhere on your body. Whether it's just on your hands, or somewhere else. If you even have one at all. That black mark is one of the most important things of your life. Because that is where your soulmate touches you for the very first time. And you'll know when it happens to because that's when your mark will turn colorful for the first time. Sebastion is a star basketball player at his school, with an overbearing mother who watches everything he does. His life seemed to be planned out for him. Find his soulmate, marry her, have a few kids, work in a job that made him miserable for his whole life. He did meet his soulmate. The only problem- his soulmate is Parker Adams. Star member of the swim team from the rival school of Sebastion's. He could care less that Parker went to another school, but the problem is that he's a he. Sebastion now has to wander through an unfamiliar world that he never even saw before, figure out how to make sure his mom doesn't know, and try to avoid the feelings that he knows are there. Amazing cover credit: @theunmappedstar #3 in bxb #52 in lgbt #1 in swimming #1 in basketball #1 in soulmateau #8 in teenfiction

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

They've never kissed before, because that would be a step too far and it would mean they like each other. It was just a random hookup situation, between two guys who started to hate each other as they grew apart. That was the deal between Jessie Summers and Riley Williams. Countless amounts of hookups, endless hatred toward each other, but no kissing since they had no feelings for each other. They both agreed that it was completely causal, with no emotional investment or seriousness between them. At least that's what they thought at first... ~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest rankings: • Bisexual - #1 (21/7/20) • Lgbtfiction - #1 (19/7/20) • Boyxboy - #1 (11/9/20) • Boylove - #1 (14/9/20) • Sports - #1 (20/7/20) • Rivalry - #1 (11/7/20) • Casualsex - #1 (3/7/20) • Dorm - #1 (12/12/20) • Enemieswithbenefits - #1 (26/820) • Gay - #2 (2/9/20( • Lgbt - #5 (31/8/20) • Enemies - #5 (23/9/20) ~~~~~~~~~~~

Spencer Hazlett has spent his life in boarding schools. But as he starts his junior year of high school, he's also starting at a brand new school: The Arthur Hawking Academy. Due to a mixup with roommate assignments, he's stuck rooming with the school's most well-known rivals, Marcus Price and John Masters. Spencer would have been able to handle staying clear of the two of them as they fought and competed, but they both just happen to be incredibly attractive and Spencer's not sure he wants to stay out of their way.

"You're so fucking annoying." Jake just shook his head at me. "And you're a self centered uptight dickhead." I glared at him. Jake laughed lightly at the insult. "You have such nice things to say about the guy that just fucked the shit out of you." - Evan and Jake hated each other. That was the one fact everyone knew. Captains to rival football teams meant that they were constantly at each other's throats. Everything turned into a way to one-up the other. But then the two boys find themselves alone in a bar bathroom and soon they are stuck in an enemy with benefits arrangement that can only turn messy. ⚠️Content Warnings- Sexual content, abuse, homophobia {book one in Crossing Lines series}

[RE-UPLOAD] of the original Whimper (got deleted (': ) "Fuck me." My mind was fogged, clouded by desire and flooded by immodesty. I was consumed entirely by the pleasure. The contrast of large, warm hands tightly caressing my chilled skin, the scorching tongue paving a swath down my neck followed by hungry kisses, the pulsing heat pressed against mine, every throb sending a jolt through my entire body - it was all too much. I was ready for it. "You know I'd love to, but.." He leaned into me further, tilting his head upward so that his breath swept over my ear, and his lips brushed the shell. "Anna's waiting outside." --------- Max's dream came true. A secret crush he harbored for a friend blossomed to become something more. But it still didn't quite end up being what he wanted. Steamy nights of lust and passion ensued - but no reciprocated feelings. Blinded by his yearning for something more, Max's vision narrows. He doesn't acknowledge the seriously red flags that grow worse and worse with each day. And even when he does realize with the help of someone trying to open his eyes and get closer to him, he can only hope that it's not too late.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Grayson can't seem to understand why he feels the need to shrink himself whenever the topic of sex is brought up, and he's trying his best to overcoming the unpleasant feeling but for some reason he just can't do it so he does something desperate. He decides to takes sex lessons from the schools most notorious delinquent.