Ashton is transgender and was originally a female. He's still self conscious about his scars but he deals with it in his own ways. You'll find out how. The problem is that even after his whole transition he can still get pregnant and he knows that. Ashton is a hood rat. No beating around the bush. He kill smoke and drink. But during the day that nigga sweet as can be. He even work at a damn coffeeshop. How does the story end? Shit, I don't even know. Guess we'll learn on the way.

"He looks familiar... well he feels familiar." "Impossible, none of us are allowed to leave..."

"I'm on whatever you on baby boy" "I wanna be on you pa"

Jamal and Kai, two gangsters who been tight since day one. But when Jamal starts catching feelings, loyalty turns into jealousy-and Kai becomes the only thing he's willing to kill for.

Darius and Malachi have hated each other for as long as they can remember, only tolerating one another because of Shawn-Malachi's boyfriend and Darius's best friend since middle school. Malachi has always known Shawn isn't exactly loyal, but leaving him has never been that simple. So if Shawn can play games, why can't he? The problem is the one person Malachi ends up breaking his own rules with is Darius. It's supposed to be simple-no feelings, no strings, and Shawn can never find out.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃. 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐆 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐎. 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐘... 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐖, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.

"This room will hold your highest pleasure... and your deepest pain. I'm going to bring you to the edge-until you're shaking, screaming, begging with a voice you can barely use. I'll hurt you in ways that make your body rebel and crave it all at once. I'll beat you. Bruise you. Etch my ownership into your skin. Do you know why?" he asked, voice like velvet-wrapped steel. "Because I own you, Lahni. Every inch of you. Your moans, your tears, your pleasure, your pain-they all belong to me. You're my toy to break apart and rebuild how I see fit." I moaned without meaning to-my pussy pulsed, my skin flushed hot. His dominance soaked into me like heat into bone. And just like that, my will surrendered, piece by trembling piece.

a collection of gay one shots <33 (got taken down 🙄)

"𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫.." ©️ 𝙽𝙴𝙸𝙰𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚂

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