The last 10 chaps will be taken off from the book so it will be a really long sample lol. Find it on Amazon! =^.^= [WARNING there is BOYXBOY action in this story so if you don't like it DON'T READ IT!] Awesome cover by AEBauer! Aiden is your average seventeen year old senior with crazy best friends and a very supportive familiy. Aiden is what most people would like to call a 'closet gay' for his own personal reasons. He's goes through high school doing what he knows best; being invisible. But everything changes when his cousin comes to stay while his parents are on some sort of business trip together which could be weeks even months. Now his whole world is turning upside down... again and the only person that can help him is Liam Jacobs, the star quarterback the most popular and definitely most straightest guy in school. There's NO WAY! But what Aiden doesn't know is that Liam has a secret and he's trying his best to fight it but how long will that last?

Lucas lives the life. At least, that's what it seems. If 'the life' could be known as partying nightly, waking up in bed with random girls who he can't remember the names of, and getting so drunk he can't even remember anything the next morning anyway. But that all changes when he parties, gets drunk... and wakes up beside a guy.

"Good, you're early. Perfect. Come with me." From the tour Don gave me yesterday I knew he was taking me to the kitchen. I guess I'm about to find out why. "Make me that wicked cup of coffee you spoke about." God, his accent. "As you wish, sir," I said with a mock British accent. "And what flavor do you prefer?" I asked, looking at the variety of International Delight creamers. "Pick the one you like." His voice was smooth and soft as he said that. I couldn't stop myself from smiling or turning around to look at him. He had his butt resting against the counter. He had his arms crossed over his chest and one foot over the other as he watched me. I felt my breathing pick up at how sexy he looked. My God. He wore high water pants, this time green, and boat shoes instead of loafers. Someway somehow he managed to pull off a leather jacket with that outfit. I don't know much about fashion but I would not even dare to put those two together. I could tell he had really broad shoulders. An image flashed through my mind. I had my hands underneath his arms and my fingernails digging into his shoulder as he backed me up against a wall and wrap my legs around his waist, fucking me hard against the wall. Jesus Christ, I hope Tommy doesn't ask me about him again because he's going to be very pissed if I tell him I imagined my boss banging me against the wall.