HE AND HIM

Teenage M/M Gay Romance

Typical teen, Jake Summers, is shy about being gay and tries to maintain a low profile to his obsessive bullies. When a recent transfer student gets Jake's heart racing for some passionate action, he considers letting his guard down to fulfill his deepest fantasies...

A self-described "floater", to Jake Summers things are best if he isn't noticed at all. Jake is an average high-school swimmer sometimes caught up in typical high-school drama. When rumors started to spread that Jake is gay, he begins taking obsessive care to maintain a lower profile - even if the rumors are true. Jake's high-school in Buffalo gives an unfortunate edge to the wealthy and athletic. He is constantly working hard to avoid attention and catch a break from his popular bullies while hiding his urges.

When a new stud shows up in his class, Jake's mind wanders towards the erotic. Owen Holt, a hot and handsome Minnesotan transfer student, catches Jake off-guard with his sexy, chiseled looks and dominating charm; However, Jake becomes agitated when the born-athlete fits into a different crowd. After a thorough thrashing from some bullish high-school tyrants, Jake gets some tough love from Owen sparking an intensely physical relationship. He begins to realize a strong and sexy guy like Owen might be just what the doctor ordered...

Exclusive Excerpt from He and Him

So I said the words for the first time, "Yeah I'm gay."

A genuine, encouraging smile broke across his face, then replaced sheer lust that shocked me down to my balls. "Thank f**k," he breathed as his came up and framed my jaw before his lips touched mine. For moment, the pressure was measured, soft as if he expected me to back away, silly man. I leaned into the kiss, and he took it from there. His lips were hot brands against mine, his tongue swiped lightly across my bottom lip and I gasped. He took full advantage and his tongue drove in tasting, exciting.

One of my hands reached up and fisted itself in his silken hair and the other came behind his neck pulling our bodies flush. Our tongues wrested and slid together as our bodies met. His hands abandoned my jaw to slide down my back over my ass. I arched into his touch and his lips left mine, he left open mouthed kisses down my throat as I tilted my head back reveling in his hands kneading my ass through the silky texture of my running shorts.

My hand left his neck and trailed its way down his chest memorizing the hard planes. I wished the cotton of his t-shirt was gone as I found a n****e. With a low groan as my fingers circled the nub his mouth reclaimed my attention as his lips recaptured mine. I was lost in him, his smell covering me, all spice and man.

With a weak chuckle he lifted his lips from mine and took a small step back creating a gap, "Did I tell you I was a big fan of your uniform?" I was breathing hard from his kiss.

My cheeks flamed, my c**k jutting out from my hips made even more obvious by the tight shiny fabric. I gazed down at his crotch, though less distinct through the dark denim I could see he was also excited, "Yeah, I can see you're a big, big fan."

With a low groan he gave me a brief but scorching kiss, "You really don't want to talk about my c**k right now Jake. We're at school but that won't stop me from f*****g you." Lust warred with humor in his eyes.

Peeking a sultry look through my eyelashes, "I don't want to talk about your c**k. There are so many better things to do with it."

He let out a strangled laugh but took a step back. I mourned the separation, "You're trouble.