At the convention, she found a zine shop that specialized in boyslash and bought three chapbooks.

The neighbors complained because the party guests were boysterous late into the night.

We spent the evening exploring Boystown, stopping at lively bars and rainbow-decorated storefronts.

Her boysy grin told everyone she was already planning the next prank.

Mr. Boysel greeted everyone warmly at the charity gala.

She packed a comfortable boyshort and a tank top in her overnight bag.