That’s Another Law Of Love
Two boys, dumped by the same girl, end up drinking together and sharing a bed. The bitter one tests the other for emotional intimacy without realizing that they had made a true connection during that short time. Realistic and keenly observed slice-of-life oneshot by Yamagata Satomi.
Koishite Hoshii
Childhood friends: one's a doctor, the other's a host who visits him to get his booboos patched up. On one such occasion, the doctor casually mentions he has a girlfriend which sends the host off in a fit and the result is a formulaic romance story trope.
Ushirogawa kara Koigokoro
Naoki is captivated by the broadness of Hayama's back. Hayama isn't bothered by this in the slightest.
Ai no Clone Yome Tengoku kara Jigoku he
Smutty one-shot of a nerdy Otaku, who clones the boy of his dreams many times and has sex with the clones. Boy finds out. Hates him forever. Fits the hentai template more than yaoi and certainly more than shounen ai. I wonder about the mangaka's gender, because this is written more like porno for male gaze. It's even hard to believe the clones are male, because they act like infantilized baby-talking male porno-fantasy women. This one goes into the skim-milk-no-cream pile.
Laundry
Cute story about two boys having sex in a dormitory laundry in order to pass the time with hilarious repercussions.
Iron Cock
The name "Iron Cock" had me hooked from the start, and the story doesn't get more basic than this one-shot sex act from start to finish. Beautiful art, too, from Wang Yi.
Otoshimono
A street-curb pick up leads to a drinking session and gay sex for a young man who is concerned about keeping his guest safe from physical abuse.
Beauty In The Water Tank
Rokujou Itsuki, the elite president of an absurdly class-segregated private school, is smitten with one the general schmoes, Michiru, and their forbidden friendship, crypto-affair threatens to bring down the whole school, especially when the snobby elites take offense. This peculiar set-up is so heavy and dramatic, it's out of all proportion to what is, essentially, a lighter-than-breath fluffball of a romance. It's like using a battle-ax to stir up some dandelion clocks.
Sparkling Days