Just a Bit Confusing Read Online Alessandra Hazard (Straight Guys #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Drama, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Straight Guys Series by Alessandra Hazard
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 58487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
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To: James Grayson

Dec 9

Ryan calls you whatever he wants.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

You’re not my best mate.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

I’m wounded. I’ve actually known you longer—since before either of us could walk! We’ve been in Oxford together! I’ll go cry into my pillow now.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

That emoticon looks just like you. You were such a crybaby. Still are.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

Fuck off, Grayson. And don’t think I’ve forgotten what we were talking about.

So let me get it straight:

Yesterday Ryan broke up with his girlfriend after you told him it wasn’t working and you wanted to end your epic “friendship.” Ryan told you in no uncertain terms there could never be anything between you, because he was straighter than an arrow. Then you two got drunk and you sucked him off.

Is that right?

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

Pretty much. And stop putting our friendship into quotes.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

I’ll stop putting it into quotes when your “friendship” starts being a friendship. Usually a man doesn’t fucking break up with the woman he loves for his best friend, Jimmy. Anyway, what happened after the blowjob?

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

Nothing.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

Nothing?

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

We were drunk. I passed out. When I woke up this morning, he was still out. I went home.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

You haven’t talked today at all?

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

No.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

I can feel the angst from here.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

Shut it. I feel like shit as it is. What if he hates me now? He was drunk. Maybe I took advantage of him.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

You were drunk, too. Actually, you were probably drunker than him. You’re a lightweight. He can drink like an Irishman.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 9

He is half-Irish.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 9

That explain it. Anyway, keep me updated on any drama. I love drama!

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

I’ve seen Ryan this afternoon. He behaved like nothing happened. Looks like he doesn’t remember.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

Are you glad or disappointed?

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

Not sure. I guess it was just very anticlimactic after I barely slept last night and had almost worked myself into a nervous breakdown.

Anyway, enough about me. Is your dad really sending you to Russia? Are you excited? You must be excited.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

Ugh, don’t remind me.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

Why not? If he’s finally trusting you to manage one of his companies, it’s a big deal. You’ve wanted it since forever!

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

He isn’t sending me to Moscow so I can managed his business in Russia. He’s sending me there just to attend some stupid PR events and meaningless meetings in his stead.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

That sucks.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

I wish my dad was more like yours. Arthur lets you actually use your brain.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

Yeah, and the ironic thing is you have great business instincts while I have none. Dad doesn’t say anything, but I can see his disappointment every time I make a wrong decision and he has to correct me.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

Woe is you. At least your dad won’t literally kill you when he finds out about your sexuality. Mine actually might.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

You mean what they say about your dad isn’t just a nasty rumor?

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

Do you think just because I’m his son I know anything? He doesn’t trust me.

I’ve got to go now. Keep me updated on the Ryan situation.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 10

There is no Ryan situation.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 10

Sure there isn’t.

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 12

I sucked him off again.

From: Luke Whitford

To: James Grayson

Dec 12

What? Details, mate! Were you drunk again?

From: James Grayson

To: Luke Whitford

Dec 12

We weren’t drunk. It was a normal evening. We were just hanging out, played some video games, had a pizza—you know, all the normal things. And then…then I was on my knees again. Honestly, I don’t know how it happened! He didn’t say a word. We looked at each other and I just dropped to my knees in front of him. And he let me. He let me, Luke! I know we should have talked first, should have said something, but I couldn’t. I was scared to freak him out. I could feel how tense he was. He just stared at me hard, his face totally impossible to read. So I went for it. Fuck, it was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Now I understand why people say that sex is better with someone you love. I’d never understood those people who raved about sucking dick, but Jesus, I could spend days sucking Ryan’s. And he got really rough, you know. Like, he fucked my mouth, not just passively allowed me to blow him.


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