Sharing A Bed Is Dangerous [BXB]

Sharing A Bed Is Dangerous [BXB]

  • WpView
    Membaca 686
  • WpVote
    Vote 8
  • WpPart
    Bab 3
WpMetadataReadBersambung26m
WpMetadataNoticePublikasi terakhir Sel, Agt 14, 2018
As I looked over at the boy beside me, I realized, yes, I am gay, and yes, beds are dangerous to share. The boy beside me was beautiful, long jet black hair, one icy cold eye that you could drown in and an onix eye, perfectly tan Latino skin. After he came along, my life changed. My life became a train reck that went to fast. My life became a teen drama.
Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
Bergabunglah dengan komunitas bercerita terbesarDapatkan rekomendasi cerita yang dipersonalisasi, simpan cerita favoritmu ke perpustakaan, dan berikan komentar serta vote untuk membangun komunitasmu.
Illustration

anda mungkin juga menyukai

  • Don't Forget Me In The Morning
  • My Beautiful Fairytale
  • Book I: to cross oceans for [BxB] (trans) - completed
  • Trans Boy
  • I'll Never Go [Discontinued]
  • The Boy That Stole My Heart Boyxboy
  • There's A Boy in my Bed (BoyxBoy)

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

Detail lengkap
WpActionLinkPanduan Muatan