Sex, drugs, trauma and love. Young love doesn't always last long, one fall smooth and it's over. A story about a young gay, who has caught the attention of a school's richest boy. Which is also the brother of his best friend. Lucas and Matt. Matt is secretly addicted to drugs and tried his best to keep it a secret. But one night, the first few seconds of their anniversary, he got caught in the act. What happens after that?

While he was at it, I automatically allowed him to separate my legs and he started grinding against my groin. Causing me to grow an instant boner. I wrapped my arms and legs around his neck and waist, then pulled him much closer as he softly, yet passionately kissed my lips. My fingers in his hair. Our hands up each other's shirts, to absorb the warmth of our skins. And because of it, he took off my shirt and threw it aside and just when he started loosening my belt, we both stopped and our lips split, leaving a long string of saliva as we distanced. He then climbed off me and sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly regretting what we did. ... Anyway, that's enough for now. this is a romantic story, starring two homos. Nice was nothing but a complete dream when the two got together and of course, Max only knew how to give the best sex. Not knowing that those heavenly moments might lead them to an unexpected surprise.

"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.

I was on my own, minding my miserable, meaningless life until he came along. Just like that, he walked majestically into my life as if he owned it. It wasn't a perfect life, heck not even close to being a good life but at least I didn't need to have those forbidden thoughts raid my mind unceasingly. Ruining my innocence and inducing my already miserable life into a big pile of confusion and boy, was I in for a big surprise. #5- oath #17- religious #7- Afrikaans #45- Nigerian

Just a collection of boyxboy oneshots I made! Happy reading! :) *** These stories contain romance between two boys. If you're not okay with that then I suggest you leave. Fair warning, these stories are really poorly written. It pains me to reread them but they're like my own writing history so I don't want to take them down. They were written when I was 12, if that says anything, so keep that in mind before you read it! *** Highest rankings: 12/11/18 | #4 in Oneshots 01/1/19 | #3 in Queer 07/12/19 | #2 in Bromance 05/11/19 | #1 in NoHomo 11/22/18 | #1 in Yaoifluff

Meet Giorgio Sultan-a twenty-nine-year-old tycoon whose name alone sends ripples through boardrooms and bedrooms alike. Ruthless in business and irresistible in charm, Giorgio is the embodiment of power: wealthy, famous, and dangerously magnetic. His accent is a weapon, his gaze a promise, and his reputation? Legendary. Women want him. Men fear him. And Giorgio? He wants nothing but control. But when his parents threaten to dismantle his empire unless he settles down, Giorgio is forced into a game he never intended to play. Enter Zion-a woman whose presence is anything but predictable. Their meeting is accidental, their chemistry undeniable. She's not chasing his money, and she's not impressed by his fame. As Giorgio navigates this unexpected connection, he must decide: is Zion a detour in his calculated life, or the one variable he can't control? Is this love-or just another transaction?

Oliver Brennan is happy and content. Living with his boyfriend of two and a half year, working at a night club as a bartender while attending classes at the university in hopes to get a degree at business, he is enjoying his youth to the fullest. He is completely satisfied with his life and doesn't need or wish for anything else. However, one night, after his boss lets him leave earlier, crushes his whole world and leaves him broken, lonely and with a surprise no one has expected. Five years later, he is a successful owner of his own Coffee shop, has new lovely boyfriend, and great friends who always have his back. Then, on one sunny Thursday, everything changes, yet again...

MxM Ivan just got hired as Antonio Estrella's personal assistant, he develops a hate relations ship with the CEO of Estrella industries, till something decides to change. But what could this mean for Ivan? Only time will tell. _____________ This is one of my first books so it's not the nicest in terms of plot or storyline. Anyway I hope you enjoy the book and please don't judge it to harshly since I'm working out the kinks in my writing still! :D Started 09/4/19 Finished 10/19/19 1k! 10/19/19 10k! 01/17/20 100k! 08/6/20