I’m still working on the extended version of my short story, Starting Over, but I’ve got a little flash fiction that’s an outtake from the longer story. Enjoy.



That little grin from Kurt would’ve inspired him to take over on any other day, but James held back. He wanted to see what Kurt was going to do. He was the novice after all. How much could he—

“Holy hell.” Kurt flicked his tongue again and James whimpered. His hips bucked.

“I guess you liked that.” Warm breath against his thigh. Higher. James felt the soft trace of that wicked tongue along his length. Then teeth, just gentle enough for him to feel it. And lose control. The kid had been taking notes.

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