Matt has a poster of a girl in a bikini above his bed. Cash Ryder has the scores for every one of Mozart's pieces glued to his walls. Matt plays soccer. Cash Ryder hates organized sports. Matt has two best friends. Cash Ryder hangs around with the kids who ride motorcycles on the weekends. Matt's family is conservative. Cash Ryder's arms are covered in tattoos. Matt meets Cash Ryder. Matt never thinks his life is ordinary again.

There's this house. It's right down the street from mine. There's also this boy. He lives in the house down the street. ••• If you are reading this story on any other platform than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk from a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to @-cynicaloptimism- on Wattpad. Thank you

It's Alex's last year in university. At 22, he has it all going for him. Girls, looks, personality. One could say he is the man of your dreams. So what happens when one fine day, his parents tell him that he has been set-up in an arranged contractual marriage? The best part, it's to a guy. Warning: May contain offensive language/ vulgarities.

Carter is a disabled 19 years old ex football player. After an accident one year ago, he was cursed to a lifetime in a wheelchair. Ryder is an antisocial 18 years old jock. He became the quarterback of the football team after his biggest rival, Carter Matvey, changed schools for a totally unknown reason. What happens when Carter's father employs the jock to be the boy's caregiver? Are the two quarterbacks able to go a few quarters back and score points into this crazy match of love? What about the fact that under his impenetrable shell of muscles Ryder hides a very soft core? After Carter breaks his walls will he transform into puddle? Follow their juicy trip of love and hate and you'll find out . "Ryder? I think Rider suits you better... in like... Cart Rider " Best rankings: •1 in mxm •1 in bxm •2 in lgbt •14 boyxboy •7 gay ✇W̳A̳R̳N̳I̳N̳G̳_1✇ тнιѕ вooĸ can ιndυce ғeelιngѕ oғ dιѕrυpтιon and anхιeтy ғor нoмopнoвeѕ. ιт conтaιnѕ gay relaтed тнeмeѕ. ✇W̳A̳R̳N̳I̳N̳G̳_2✇ тнιѕ вooĸ can caυѕe angѕт and dιѕappoιnтмenт тo тнe people deѕιroυѕ oғ ѕad endιngѕ. All мy worĸѕ нave нappy endιngѕ. Thís вσσk αlsσ íncludєs smut! σur gαч sσuls cαn't lívє wíthσut smut!

"When you walk to the edge of all the light you have and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you must believe that one of two things will happen. There will be something solid for you to stand upon or you will be taught to fly." ― Patrick Overton, The leaning tree. Alwynn hadn't anticipated much from meeting an old friend of his parents. He expected a dull night filled with drab conversation and occasional pokes at his choices in life. He was prepared for that, he would just drift off into some serene place in his mind and let it all wash over him. Alwynn hadn't anticipated the 'old friend' to be a living, breathing Adonis capable of reducing the boy to a quivering, incoherent mess just with the flash of that ravishing smile. Vant Bayer, a man far too old for the 17-year-old, was just the man the boy was looking for. Little did Alwynn know, Vant wasn't merely a man...

Kris Sullivan is openly gay. In a close-minded small town, everything could go wrong, especially when you're out of the closet. Kris didn't think his life could get any worse until he's forced to do an art project with the arrogant football player, Tyler Case.

We agreed on no strings attached, exploring our sexual fantasies and satisfying each others needs, it's a secret we both wish to not share. He's a well respected business man people come to love and behind closed doors he's a different person. I obey his every order and kneel before him waiting for his next command. The way to touches me, commands me and loves me makes my mind go blank, no matter how much I beg for more, he won't give it to me. I knew he has a past he doesn't want to share, I wondered how long he's done this and how many people were his submissive. I have my doubts I tend to ignore, I wanted to show the world who he belongs to. When his previous submissive comes back waiting for Master to claim him, I question my love for him. He's my friend. He's my Master. Master Logan. Warning: Contains BDSM, mature content, violence.

[WARNING: HOMOSEXUAL EROTIC SCENES/BoyxBoy story] Oliver knows the exact amount of days he has spent in the orphanage he has lived in for the past nine years, three months and twenty days ago, and has, ever since, been waiting for someone to adopt him. He has had about a million interviews and no one ever wanted to adopt him. By now he has lost all hope. But maybe the million and one interview will be the charm. Salvador goes through life not caring about anything. He just doesn't understand why he should care when nothing was ever going to change in his shitty town. People have been turning a blind eye on what is done to him for years and he just can't bring himself to care anymore. But rumor has it there's a new guy in town, so maybe things still have a chance to change? This story is protected by Safe Creative Registration code: 1602136551709 All rights reserved. This story has four covers so far: Original sepia colored cover made by me A blueish colored cover made by Shax_Panda A normal colored cover with blue letters made by Baby_Muffy And one with a stripe shirted guy with headphones made by me

Kool Somboon, a Thai foreign exchange student stayed with Blue Cavanaugh and his family in America during the boys' senior year of high school. The story starts with a glimpse of their last moments together when Kool gives Blue a small and simple gift that potentially has large and complex implications. Four years later, Blue is on a plane to Thailand. He is determined to find Kool and put to rest all of the questions that have plagued him since Kool dashed out of his life. With college behind him and a new job awaiting him, Blue has decided he cannot continue forward without finding Kool and getting some answers. For four years he has been preoccupied by a parting gift and the image of a bittersweet smile and troubled by the lack of response to any of his attempts at contacting him. Enough was enough! He had questions. He deserved answers. What came next? Well... read on to find out!

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 AND will make allusion of an incestuous relationship between brothers. 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. ********************************************* Antonio Gage March is mourning the loss of his father and the end of his one year relationship with his boyfriend after finding him in bed with another man. He can't do anything about his father because the man is dead, the man who's been his best friend, his hero is gone forever and there is nothing, absolutely nothing he could do to bring him back. What hurts too is that he can't hate Terry for cheating on him because the way Terry looks at the boy, Gage wishes a man would look at him like that. Gage is desperate to feel anything other than pain. ********** Lexus Jenner is tired of his mother forcing her dreams for him down his throat. The life she wants him to live, a job she wants him to take not once asking him if he wants any of it for himself. When an opportunity at finding out who his father was comes at him he jumps at it, never mind the man was already dead and buried. *********** A chance encounter between Gage and Lexus leaves both men wondering, believing in love at first sight. Everything seemed to be going in their favor, never mind that they've only known each other for a day and a night. That is until Gage's mother drops some news on them that had both men loathing themselves, but can't seem to regret loving each each other. *************************************************************************************************************************************** Copyright © 2016 by @notbackingdown