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A Wave Of Desire (BL)

After having been abandoned on the beach as a baby Ocean has lived the best life possible. He is the school's star swimmer. He is the most popular and a shoe in for the student body president. He is an honors student. And he even has the hottest girl in school as his girlfriend. But everything comes crashing down around him when the hot new Makai Rivers transfers in their senior year. Makai begins to steal Ocean's popularity, his number one spot on the swim team, even his girlfriend dumps him for the new guy. All of this just infuriates Ocean. So, why is it that Makai seems to follow Ocean around like a lost little puppy? Why can't he get this super annoying and super hot guy to stop following him? What is it that he truly feels toward Makai. And What is it that is different about Makai? Why is it that they're both so drawn toward each other? ******************** MATURE RATING ******************** This book is a LGBTQ story with mature content. There will be scenes that contain the following: ADULT LANGUAGE UNDERAGE DRINKING VIOLENCE SEXUAL SITUATIONS FOLLOW ME AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK https://discord.gg/8wrYgHqemB https://twitter.com/DCinMI https://www.facebook.com/deni.chance.71 **THE AUTHOR OWNS NO RIGHTS TO THE IMAGE ON THIS COVER, IF THERE IS AN ISSUE WITH ME USING THIS PLEASE CONTACT ME WITH ANY CONCERNS**

Deni_Chance · LGBT+
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500 Chs

Makai - Uneasy Morning

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Makai

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I can't believe that I had said that Ocean looked good when I got out of the shower. To be fair I thought he was asleep and that it would be just as hard to wake up as the night before. I never expected him to grin and ask why I was talking to myself.

I am pretty sure that at the time Ocean thought I was calling myself hot until he opened his eyes and saw me looking at him. He just looked so good, so perfect, and so vulnerable that I had to keep going.

I reminded him of what had happened between us that night. I knew that he had thought it was just a dream. I knew he had played it off as just the alcohol playing tricks on his mind. He might have been able to forget it but I had been forced to live with the memories of his lips and his body everyday since that night. And dammit, I was at my limit of self control. I needed to show him how I felt about him. I needed him to know what I wanted from him.