*COMPLETED* (Y.O.L.O stands for: YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE) *** Carter Jones, the school nerd, and Killian Henderson, the reputated troublemaker, somehow end up getting detention together. "How about we make a bet?" Offered Killian, his pistachio-green eyes drilling into mine as a playful smile lingered on his lips. "A bet?" I gulped, intimidated by how close he was sitting next to me. He nodded and raised four fingers, the ones with the letters "Y.O.L.O" tattooed on them, wriggling them in front of me with his ever-so-confident grin. "Four dares, Jones, just you and me." And that's how it all started. *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance Cover designed by Holly Thurston

Caught sweaty-handed... Dylan is mortified when his long-time crush and boss walks in on him masturbating during the middle of the day. It's not like he can chalk up some lame excuse while he's in the middle of coming, not to mention the GQ magazine laid out beside him and his fingers in a place they normally shouldn't be. Mike's been having trouble in the sex department for a while now, but after seeing Dylan jettison his load all over his stomach, he finds he's rock hard. He can't seem to shake the image of him either, his face as he came, his pink cheeks, not only were they cute but maybe a little sexy? Now all he has to do is convince Dylan to help him with his 'not so little' problem. *All characters are over the age of eighteen, HEA guarantee! For Mature readers only.

"Babe, where are you this is awkward" Dawson muttered into the phone before throwing a semi-smile at the man just basking himself on the bed. This was so stereotypical of his girlfriend, make a plan, quite literally force him into it and just bail. Giving another shy smile he sent numerous texts in a row, his face straining from trying to keep up the facade. All month his girlfriend had been bugging him about wanting a threesome, threesome this, threesome that and when she finally organized one and tricked Dawson into coming, she wouldn't pick up her fucking phone. Despite what he knew would upset his girlfriend, if she didn't show up in the next five minutes he would be well on his way home and if his girlfriend wanted to fuck this guy, then go ahead. But he wasn't staying in the awkward tension any longer then he could muster up. "Hey, I mean if you lied about having a girl come because you thought I wouldn't be into this, it's all right with me" the man said his eyes skimming Dawson body up and down with a lustful look in his eye "I'd do you just by your lonesome" that last word made him flinch and slump backwards in his seat. This is what trusted a barely their girlfriend got you, apparently being thought of as gay and a liar "no, no my girlfriend she's just running late" he tried to clear his name while waiving his phone wildly.

Just a bunch of Solangelo One-Shots, just because.