Rules Of The Game:...
By tangled-dreams
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  • Teen Fiction
  • anxietyattack
  • badboy
  • biracial
  • boyfriends
  • boyxboy
  • bxb
  • comingofage
  • diversecharacters
  • football
  • footballlove
  • freetheboy
  • gay
  • gayaf
  • gayromance
  • highschool
  • highschooldrama
  • jock
  • lgbtq
  • loveatfirstsight
  • loveislove
  • mxm
  • pridemonth
  • slowburn
  • wattpride
  • youngadult

Description

Parker Graham is totally content to be living his normal life. He has everything a teenage boy could dream of: rich parents, a nice car, crazy athletic skills, the star spot on the football team, and girls from around the state chasing his every move. But that contentment is stirred up when Miles Holt moves into town. Miles is everything that Parker isn't: steadfast, tall, a party animal, bilingual, black, and openly gay... which he has no problem admitting nor proving. And, to Parker's dismay, it's love at first sight. In order to keep his life straight and continue the image of perfection, Parker cannot let out the secret of his sexuality due to his scholarships and quarterback reputation on the line. Miles shouldn't get attached regarding a court law for his messed up family. Parker won't risk everything just to have one shot at keeping Miles in the end... will he? [boyxboy] {spice meter: 🌢🌢🌢🌢 / 5} [FINALLY COMPLETE!!! votes & comments are always appreciated!! 🀍] - - - "What is your type, then?" I jolt, his question catching me off guard. Rolling my head to the side to look at him, blades of grass press against my cheek. Thank god he's not watching me because he can't see the war happening inside of my head. On the contrary, Miles eyes are fluttered shut, one of his hands resting on his stomach. Every inch of his dark skin is illuminated by the moon, like angels poured silver glitter over him. There's no part of his body that isn't tastefully sculpted, almost like he took a shearing knife to his muscles before coming here simply to carve out a perfect body to tease me with. His t-shirt pulls taunt with each breath. The fabric catches on his muscles. The words are caught in the back of my throat. You. You have always been my type. Instead, I snort. "Whatever it is, it sure as hell wasn't her."

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Rules Of...
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