This is the story of Axel and Tuck: a tale of debauchery, douchebaggery, felony, and plain stupidity. It is a tale written by two best friends with nothing better to do with their law degree than write the story of their anything-but-monotonous life. DISCLAIMER: This story is a satire. Enjoy at your own risk :)

Taite Jefferson certainly did not expect the world's biggest superstar to be sitting on his living room couch when he woke up the day after his high school graduation. He didn't expect to like him, either. Taite Jefferson was very, very wrong.

A work-related injury leaves special agent Michael O'Connolly forced to part ways with the FBI on an extended sick leave. He's been out of commission for weeks and is desperately ready for some action, but when he grabs hold of a filthy street kid, trying to pick his pockets, he gets more than he bargained for. Nineteen year old Jason Thames was accustomed to hard living. The streets had been his life for more years than he cared to remember. He did whatever he could to survive, but one cold, wet night he picks the wrong pocket, and gets caught up in a world he never thought he could have. The agent is harsh and intimidating, but he wants to help him, even when he discovers that Jason has a two year old son; Little Timmy. Over time, the attraction between the two men simmers, and Michael finds himself falling for both his house guests, but how can he hope for a future when the present is so riddled with uncertainty?

I remember the first time I saw Raven Beaumont, all five feet of pure gorgeousness. Thrown out of his home by his stepmother after his father's passin', my sister found him on the streets. Lord only knows the kind of temptation that boy offered and knowin' he was in love with me made it all the more harder. He was too young, too inexperienced for a man like me and so I had to cut him loose. After a date gone wrong Raven returned home broken inside and the only way I knew to bring him back was with love. Love I didn't want to give him in the first place. hell with letting him go. That one taste of him had me hooked like a fish. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE. There will be some instances/scenes/ suggestions of sexual acts and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Copyright © 2018 by @notbackingdown All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, copied or printed without express permission from the Author. Published: 14/03/2016 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%

From the moment my hormones kicked in, I knew I was different from other boys. Not wanting to make other people too aware of this, I stayed within the confines of a stereotype to avoid social suicide. However, I did it in a way that would not make me compromise who I am as a person...