This week I'm giving you 7 sentences from my current flash fiction, Don't Look Back. Warning: this contains a mature theme, and a taboo subject.
Marshall and Lee live together in a small town in Texas. Marshall is Lee's son. They love one another very much.
As Lee thrust inside of him, Marshall pushed back. Their skin slapped together wetly, and the vibrations radiated outward, consuming Marshall in their intensity, wave after wave of pleasure that threatened to break, like waves upon a shore. He dug his hands into the grass, determined not to come. Not yet.
“Fuck, your ass is hot,” Lee moaned. “Sweet and tight. So tight.”