Everett Adler
One of the most popular boys in school, even if he himself doesn't think he fits in all that well. He's not exactly upfront with everyone and he doesn't get to actually be himself with those around him. He doesn't get to be his true self, because who would like that, or believe in him if he was? But he keeps up with the nice, popular act and plays the role he was given, despite hating it, because it's what he's supposed to do..right?
Well following that damned reputation was what got him into a bit of a bind.
Everyone knows that the basketball boys are a sexual people, they love sex and girls. A one night stand with an obsessive girl from school somehow lands him in the library with a handsome boy he doesn't know and things escalate on a level he wasn't exactly expecting.
What to do now...
Vixen Pierce
The flirty, muscular, tattooed, tall as a tree, pierced, confident, lonely, quiet kid. He's well known for being a king in the sheets, swinging for both teams and not being embarrassed about it. He's not one to shy away from sex, in fact he loves it, he's always had easy access to it. Not to mention the escape it provides from his daily life. But he puts on the smile, and he gets through it one day at a time.
Reading in the library one early morning caused him to cross paths with one of the nicest, well liked, hot boys in school.
And when a guy like that calls you his boyfriend, even though he was getting chased by a crazy girl, you make the most of the opportunity.
Problem is doing that, messed with his already fucked up brain. But he lives for a challenge, even though the challenge is within himself. He's not built for relationships, and why the hell would he want one. He's got enough grievances as is, adding a messy fake friendship with one of the hottest boys in school isn't something he needs right now. Yet he's here.
What could really come from this make out in a library?
This story is a bxb. And this is the trigger warning now.
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"I'm everything I can't be, and I hate it. But I can't do anything about the situation I'm in, so I'll have to deal with it. "
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Tycho Black was struggling with a few things in his life with no one to save him but himself. He didn't really care though, considering it was easy to block out unwanted things. Whether it was thoughts, physical or emotional pain, or anything else- at the end of the day none of it mattered to him. He didn't care that he could possibly feel some sick attraction to men, even though he had never felt attraction before. He didn't care about going home and being met with nothing but fear. And he certainly didn't care about Alexei Abbots or the other older and mysterious men Alexei was associated with. Alexei in particular, though, was just a little weasel that wouldn't leave his mind.
He thought he could block him out like every other person, like every other male that made him think in such a bad way.
But somehow, for the first time, he couldn't force himself to forget the expression on the boy's face when his fist collided roughly with his jaw.
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Alexei Abbots was happy. Really, really happy.
He was open, free, and accepted by the two best women he had ever met who completely turned his life around. Not only was he welcomed with open arms by his two mothers, but he was also met with the arms of two men he had a mutual fondness for: Riley Worthright and Xavier Mendoza. He was on top of the world, and his not-so-gentle past wouldn't change that. Neither would Tycho Black, the aggressive bully on campus who seemed to get off on being a homophobic a-hole.