Straight Boy: A Short Story by Alessandra Hazard

Author:Alessandra Hazard
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: straight boy, Nightmare, straight boys, first time, gay for you, gay love, prison love
Published: 2014-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

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Sage headed home later than usual that evening. It was getting dark already, and he quickened his steps. The district wasn’t the safest part of the city even in broad daylight, and after a year in prison, he still felt a bit uneasy in the dark.

Sage chose to go through the park—it was the shortest way home—but soon enough, he regretted it. The park was dark and quiet, with various lampposts dimly lighting the path. No one was around.

Except he felt watched.

It made his skin crawl.

Sage started walking faster.

His heart sped up when he heard footsteps behind him. He couldn’t walk any faster without breaking into a run, so he kept waking, telling himself not to be ridiculous. A year in prison hadn’t turned him into a pussy, dammit. He could look after himself.

“Hurrying home to your little girlfriend?”

Sage came to an abrupt halt. His blood pressure rose, his pulse skyrocketed and his heart started to pound. He stood, unmoving, as the footsteps approached him.

Then, he slowly turned around.

He was as tall and broad-shouldered as Sage remembered. His dark hair was a bit longer. He was unshaven. It was surreal to see him again.

Xavier stopped a few feet away. Sage couldn’t read his expression well as Xavier’s dark eyes roamed all over him.

Sage crossed his arms over his chest. “How… how did you escape from prison? How did you find me?”

“I didn’t escape,” Xavier said, his expression impossible to read. “And what makes you think I was looking for you?”

Sage scoffed. “Yeah, and our meeting is just a coincidence. Right.”

Xavier lifted his hand and took Sage’s chin, gripping it hard. A shiver went up Sage’s spine. Xavier raised his eyebrows with a mocking smile. “You were just one of several toys I had over the six years I was in prison. You’re nothing special, Blue Eyes.”

Sage opened his mouth and closed it before scowling. “Good. Why do you think I care? We aren’t in prison anymore. It’s over. I’m straight.”

“I’m straight, too,” Xavier said.

“Good.”

“Good.”

Xavier stepped into his personal space.

Sage wet his lips, his heart starting to pound. “Xavier?”

Xavier’s eyes seemed endlessly dark as he stared at him.

Sage felt heat spread through his body and a strange fluttering fill his stomach.

Seconds ticked by in silence as the air between them grew thick and heavy with tension.

Did Xavier have to stand so close?

Move away, dammit, he told himself angrily. He wasn’t Xavier’s thing anymore. He was normal.

But it felt like the last half a year had never happened. His body refused to move. He was trembling.

Xavier’s gaze was fixed on the rapidly beating pulse at the base of Sage’s throat.

Suddenly, he dipped his face down and pressed his nose against Sage’s neck. God. Sage took a deep breath that did little to still the shuddering need racking his body.

They couldn’t. He wouldn’t. It was over. He shouldn’t let it happen.

But Xavier was nuzzling his neck, his hot breath making his skin tingle, and Sage couldn’t step away, didn’t have the strength.

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