Against The Rage (Gay Romance)

Against The Rage (Gay Romance)

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Alone... What matters in a world where people hurt, betray, and kill one another? A world where one only talks and never listens, looks but never sees. Where everyone is born alone in the beginning and dies alone in the end. And what's in between only matters to the person who lived it. Suffering... A life of surviving little by little each day, clouded by the judgments and hatred of people who don't matter. Always told what's wrong, and what's acceptable in society. Assigned stereotypical labels to decide 'who' is 'what'. At what point did the human race demean itself low enough as to bring each other down? Lost... In a world where people are forced to question and fight themselves, never understanding why there is always something about them that society will shun. Told to believe the words that slither from the mouths of ignorant spectators, whose solitary goal is to feel superior, looking down to anyone "less fortunate". And every sickening syllable slowly creates a blackened void, filled with doubt and pain, with each word more poisonous than the last. Don't give in...
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"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

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