The Bad Boy Games [BxB]

The Bad Boy Games [BxB]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Apr 3, 2016
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Warning: This story has been rated M for Mature because it contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes. BxB means BoyxBoy. So, if you have a problem with that sort of theme, just don't read this book. --- Bad Boy: a male who does not conform to approved standards of behavior, especially in a particular sphere of activity. Luka, to put it bluntly, does not give a shit about anyone. Not saying that he is uncaring, just that he simply does not care what you have to say about him. Perhaps that is the reason Luka obtained the reputation of the school's bad boy, despite the fact that coming into the new school year, he had not garnered his bad boy reputation for going to a party every weekend to get drunk, for committing minor offenses, or for fucking with drugs. However, when the transfer threatens to snag Luka's reputation from him, the games are on to prove who of the two is the baddest motherfucker in school.
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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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