False Archetypes

False Archetypes

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"I'm not gay" the lie Jonathan Willis tells himself everyday. He knows that if he'd ever step a foot out of that damned closet he'd regret it. Still he feels the urge to just be himself. "I'm bisexual" the statement which William Jackson proudly presents himself with. He's not ashamed of his sexuality, and he thinks no one should. He is who he is and he's proud of it. If anyone doesn't like it they can fuck right off. A meeting between these two would be just eye opening, wouldn't it? Warning: This is a boyxboy fiction, none of the characters in this story are real. This story contains uncensored NSFW language and smut. -12 not recommended #3 in PG12 (9-9-2018)
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Jackson Cooper is your usual player, the charming heartbreaker, lover of the chase, indifferent to love and relationships. Except in this story, he's gay. And a little kinky. But otherwise, the textbook player who drops flings the moment they get too close, even if it means being a little cruel. Then one day he meets his match in Mr. Sawyer, the king of finance on the West Coast, wealth embodied, a cool, collected, and cold-hearted heartthrob who has Jackson questioning every part of himself and who he thought he was. * * * Excerpt: Mr. Sawyer breathes in sharply. He glances at the roses and chocolate. "I don't do romance." Jackson touches the hand on his chest, fingertips dancing lightly across the tendons, the slim wrist, the soft, sensitive undersides. Mr. Sawyer's eyes, stormy blue, lock onto his. "This isn't romance, Mr. Sawyer. This is seduction." "One and the same." Jackson leans forward and brings his lips to Mr. Sawyer's neck. He hears a muffled noise and leans back until his mouth reaches Mr. Sawyer's ear, very proud of the light flush on his neck. "Not in the slightest." * * * Or: Jackson Cooper thinks he's got everything figured out, and Weston Sawyer proves him otherwise. * * * Warnings & Disclaimers inside.

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