Just a Bit Gay Read online Alessandra Hazard (Straight Guys #9)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Straight Guys Series by Alessandra Hazard
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
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Tyler left her flat, feeling well-fucked and pleased with himself. He fucking loved women.

“But?” Nick said, cutting him off as Tyler waxed poetic about Debbie.

Tyler scowled at him. “There’s no but. I hooked up with the hottest woman in London and got her number. I think I’ll actually call her.”

Nick sipped his beer slowly, just looking at him in that half-amused, half-exasperated way that always drove Tyler crazy. Was it normal to want to punch his best bro in his stupid face?

“What?” Tyler said.

“You don’t have to prove that you’re straight, you know,” Nick said amiably. “Just because you liked fingering yourself.”

Tyler took a big gulp from his beer.

“So you really like it,” Nick said.

Tyler flicked his gaze to the bar, but Justin clearly didn’t need his help at the moment; Zoe was helping him out tonight. More was the pity. He could use an excuse to avoid this conversation.

He shrugged, his face uncomfortably hot, which was ridiculous. He didn’t blush over sex. Not that wanking was sex. Nick was right: there was nothing weird or gay about liking a finger—or two—up his ass.

“You aren’t telling me something,” Nick said.

Tyler made a face.

“Come on, Ty,” Nick said. “It’s me.”

Rubbing the back of his flushed neck, Tyler said reluctantly, avoiding Nick’s gaze, “The sex with her was, like, great. Easily the top five sex of my life. I was so into her I could barely wait until I got in her.” He moistened his lips with his tongue. “The sex was fine, but it still wasn’t as intense as…I came so much harder just from my fingers, you know? I want to do it, like, all the time now. All the bloody time.”

Nick was quiet.

Tyler glanced his way and found Nick nursing his beer with a pinched expression on his face, his dark brows furrowed.

“So what?” Nick said at last, clearing his throat. “I don’t get what your problem is. Find a woman willing to finger you.”

Tyler cringed at the mere suggestion. He couldn’t imagine asking that from a woman he was into.

“I dunno,” he said. “It feels really…emasculating.”

Nick’s odd expression shifted into a more familiar look of fond exasperation. “It’s the twenty-first century. You do know that all those macho stereotypes are a thing of the past, right? A lot of women like to take charge, and there’s nothing wrong with wanting to be on the receiving end of some ass play. It wouldn’t make you less manly or something.”

Rationally, Tyler totally got that. But…

“It’s still mortifying to ask a hot girl to stick her finger in my asshole,” Tyler mumbled. “What if she laughs at me? What if she thinks it’s weird or gross?” He scrunched up his nose. “It is kinda gross, actually. I wouldn’t want to stick my finger into someone’s asshole, especially if I barely know them.”

Nick laughed, his eyes full of mirth. “As someone who regularly sticks his various body parts into someone’s asshole, I disagree. I didn’t know you were such a prude.”

Tyler kicked him under the table. “Shut up. Am not a prude.”

“You know what?” Nick said with a smile, pulling out his phone and tapping something out. “I have an idea.”

Tyler eyed him suspiciously. “An idea?”

After a few more taps, Nick looked up from his phone and said, “You should receive something from Amazon within a few days.”

Tyler’s eyes widened. “You didn’t,” he stammered, his mouth going dry.

“I did,” Nick said, leaning back in his seat. “You should have ordered a few toys yourself instead of whining to me about your big prostate crisis.”

Tyler flushed. Fingers were one thing, but putting an actual dildo in his ass? It would be kind of gay.

“Cancel the order, you tosser,” he whispered, glancing around self-consciously.

“Nope,” Nick said with a smirk, the asshole. “It’s a perfect solution for close-minded heteros like you: you shag all the women you want, and then go home and fuck yourself with a dildo. Don’t worry, I picked a good one for you. Nothing too big.”

Tyler scrambled to his feet and stormed off.

Seriously, he needed a new best friend.

Screw Nick. He wasn’t going to use that dildo.

He wasn’t even going to open the box when he got it.

* * *

The dildo was bright pink and stupid looking. Because of course it was. Nick lived to mock him, the twat.

Tyler scowled at the ridiculous thing, tossed it on his nightstand, and forgot all about it. He would throw it away later.

But later that night, as he settled for his nightly wank, Tyler found his gaze returning to the thing.

He bit his bottom lip and looked away, resolved not to do it. Fingers were one thing. Sticking a cock-shaped object in his ass was completely another.

Fingers are more than enough anyway, Tyler thought, circling his lubed fingers around his hole. He pushed them against the sensitive rim, hissing a little. Goddamn. Why did this feel so bloody good? He was already hard as a rock, his cock leaking against his stomach as his body trembled in anticipation. He pushed two fingers in at once, gasping at the delicious, unnatural feeling of fullness. At this point, he kind of liked this full feeling, which freaked him out, because liking prostate stimulation was one thing, but liking having things in his ass was probably a little gay. No offense to gay dudes who liked having things in their asses.


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