Andrew Parsley is most definitely straight. He obviously only likes girls if the many hook ups he has had in the past mean anything. Zachary Rogers is the definition of straight. He not only has a girlfriend, but he makes it his life goal to show everybody and Andrew Parsley that he's completely into this girl. Corbett Connors is, well, he seems straight, but Andrew can't ever tell because he'd rather puke his lunch up than stomach being around the guy. But, what if these three boys weren't what they showed everybody else on the outside? What if Andrew actually liked guys? What if that pretty cheerleader girlfriend of Zachary's was just a ploy? And what if Corbett was never really into girls to begin with like everybody thought? Throw in Andrew's crumbling life, Zachary's bad past, their surprising friendship, and Corbett's messed up personality, and you got just a couple of Straight Boys. ... (March 25 2018 - Sorry to tell you this but I'm going into ultra slow update mode)

I just smirked at the way they all looked down on me. The way they all try to trip me down and glare like they can kill me with one look. I could easily laugh their stupidity and small minds as I make it through the day the way I've always done it. By myself. With no friends. No family. I don't cry myself to sleep hoping that my prince will come and save me... I don't beg those dimwitted jocks to stop giving me a hard time whenever they get the chance. I don't try to fit in when the person I'll hurt the most is myself by lying. I don't wish that my dead parents will come back when I know they won't. I don't do this because I, Carter Summers, am a strong willed person that knows the sad fact that this.... This... is my reality..... When Carter gets a small request from a teacher for his creative way of writing. He temporarily joins the newspaper club to gain extra credit to assure his scholarship. His job is to answer questions from the entire Newton High's students and give them advice. But since the entire population hates him for being homosexual, he does this in secret by answering within the papers, and goes by the name of... Reality. ***Cover by RougeHopes*** #19 in Teen Fiction

"Was stört dich an ihm?" "Seine Schuldgefühle." "Und weshalb ist das so?" "Sie sind lächerlich." "Lächerlich?" "Menschlich."

If you ask Jema what his life is like, he'll probably give you a shrug. "Fine." At sixteen, he's already emotionally drained, and often finds himself caught between giving up completely, and chasing after the dream of life getting better. But it's just a dream, after all. The school's administrators have lumped him in with the 'troubled kids', his mother thinks he's just acting out... but then his life really flips upside down. After a wild sophomore year and junior summer, confessions are made and secrets are out. But Jema feels more trapped than ever. Along comes a boy with a harder shell than Jema. The unexpected bond between them flourishes. But all good things must come to an end. "Jema" has been #490 in Teen Fiction. (boyxboy in the title because WP asked me to)

"Komm schon noch zwei Wochen." "Nein. Du hast am Anfang gesagt du brauchst höchstens einen Monat um ihn eifersüchtig zu machen. Jetzt sind es fast zwei." "Bitte, Jack." ,,Na gut. Zwei Wochen." Und irgendwann änderte sich der sich der Grund für das ständige aufschieben und Mitch wollte seinen Crush nicht mehr eifersüchtig machen. Aber er konnte es Jack nicht sagen, weder, dass er seinen Crush nicht mehr mochte, noch, dass der Grund des Aufschiebens ihrer Fake-Beziehung nun er war. Genauso wenig konnte Jack es Mitch sagen, dass der Grund warum er nachgab nicht der war, dass er ihm helfen wollte. - Boy's Love. Don't like?- Don't read.

Alec, versucht seit dem Umzug sein Leben auf die Reihe zu kriegen. Da passt es so gar nicht, dass ihm plötzlich Julian aka 24/7 Party und Drogen, in den Weg kommt. Er will ihn eigentlich nur ignorieren, seine Schule abschließen und dann ein richtiges Leben beginnen. Aber wer hätte erwartet, dass der eigentlich komplette hetero-Julian ihn einfach nicht gehen lassen will? BoyxBoy!

In your first year, you're just thrown in there. Your freashmeat, and your gonna be torn apart; Well unless you do what I did, get popular and stick with the popular. But things will be different this year. I no longer have my best friend Logan or my girlfriend Rebecca, the hottest girl all the boys wanted. Well was the hottest girl, this year it's my little sister. And I don't like it one bit. Push that all out the way. For this year, I turn to my old friends who I have known since elementary. Which they took me back in open arms....

in which a boy is turned on by testosterone, and valentine's day is celebrated a #taygetsthegay one shot [special mention yay]

BOOK ONE Discovering your sexuality in high-school is one of the most challenging things a teenage boy can face. Being closet gay for months, finally coming out, being greeted with a punch in the face and being shunned is even worse. For Julian Douglas, life can't get anymore difficult especially in the face of high school, a restrictive religious mother, and a gorgeous man with a huge following who jumped into his life at the most inopportune time. ::: He felt like serenity. He made me feel safe and I couldn't help but slow my heartbeat down to match his and at once, I felt the tempo of his heart thumping against my back, his breaths on my neck, goosebumps raising. I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.

From an outside perspective nineteen year old Alexander Richmond is seemingly living the good life. His family is a symbol of endless money and glorious wealth, but that is only the exterior. Beyond that, and behind closed doors Alexander is bored, so he handles his boredom like any other super rich kid would. ++++ Disclaimer: This story contains mature content, drug use, course language, and boyxboy content