Forbidden Love (BoyxBoy)

Forbidden Love (BoyxBoy)

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The brunette rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time at Sullivans actions, looking out of his peripheral vision, then stepped into the redhead's personal bubble. He stretched his hand out toward the redhead, looking down at the curly haired teen, rolling his sucker to the corner of his mouth. "The names Jasper, and you are?" Jasper asked, talking through his teeth due to the blue sugary sweet, as the red head looked at the brunette's hand, blanking out for a millisecond. The red head reached out and grasped Jasper's hand, giving it a firm shake making sure to give eye contact to the spooky teen. "Sullivan Boyd." Then they both released, Jasper backed up to put distance between them. He dipped his hands into the front pocket of his black hoodie, laughing to himself. "Figures." He stated, kicking some pebbles away from him. He sighed heavily, looking at Sullivan while moving his fringe out of his eye. "Anyway, I'm terrible at names, so I'm gonna call you Ivan, for short." Sullivans face heated up instantly. He never had a nickname from anyone besides his mother, who called him Sully when he was younger. "O-Okay." The red head stuttered out smiling a bit. "You don't talk much do you? Weird, but I like it." Jasper stated answering his own question. A sheltered Christian red head meets a very blunt emo teen for the first time, but what happens when he discovers hidden secrets and stomach twisting feelings for the tall teen? Will their relationship grow into something more, or wither away? Follow Sullivan Boyd through this strange and mythical journey, as he discovers things no one would ever dream of, with Jasper Gray. Content or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of homophobia, violence, self-harm, sexual activity, swearing, and some gore, which may be triggering for some readers. Book cover is drawn by me.
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This is the rewritten (better!) version of Boys Will Be Boys DISCLAIMER: This book will contain foul language and general idiocy. I started writing this almost six years ago, and many of the writing techniques and actual content are no longer representative of me as a writer. Nonetheless, I do hope it makes you happy to read. CW/TW: (internalized and general) homophobia, other TWs are specified as needed in chapters *** "You good Keke?" I felt a hand slap my back and looked up excitedly, lips splitting into a grin when Lukas dragged a stool over next to mine. He nudged me with his shoulder, a small smile on his lips. "Don't fucking call me that, and yeah, 'm alright," I yawned, resting my head on my forearm and leaning so I could meet Lukas' eyes. "Just tired and sore" I admitted, letting my legs dangle so I could knock them into Lukas' in a repetitive pattern. He looked down in surprise, which soon turned to determination as we waged a silent war between who could kick each other harder and evade the other's attack. "Yeah, I'm still sore from last night too" Lukas murmured, wincing when I got him in the shin. "Same here" DJ piped in, echoed quietly by Roger who was still lost in his own world. "You guys make it sound like we had a massive orgy last night"

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