Deep Gratitude (#flashfiction #gayerotica)

I think this is the first piece of flash fiction I've ever done, but the topic felt appropriate for today. While I didn't have the adventure this young man did, my city is fully in the grip of a chilly winter as we had our first winter storm today, making me think of warm fires and connecting with people...

I sat on the floor in my underwear, towel around my shoulders, shivering. Laying on the floor, between me and the fire, was my soaking wet clothing. I still had a visceral reaction whenever I looked at them, flashing back to an hour ago when I fell through the ice. I would’ve drowned if it wasn’t for him.

He had been walking along the path on the frozen lake, just a half kilometre behind me, when the ice cracked and I fell in. He ran over, grabbed my hand, and pulled me out, the ease of the rescue hinting at the strength under that taut shirt.

The next few minutes were a blur, but he took me to his cabin and pulled off all my wet clothing and told me to dry off and warm up. I looked over my shoulder at him; he was in the kitchen, making us some cocoa. He caught me staring and gave me a warm smile. That, more than anything, helped the chill melt away.

“Here you go, Ian,” he said as he came toward me with our cups of cocoa. He handed me my mug, then sat on the floor next to me. His thick legs, contained in tight denim, brushed against my bare knees. My heart raced at the touch.

“Thanks, Bruce,” I said. I stared ahead into the fire, willing myself to not look at him, and sipped the hot drink. I don’t know if it was my sense of gratitude for him saving my life or just the fact that Bruce was so fucking sexy, but a thrill ran through me whenever I stared too long at him. And sitting here in my underwear meant I wouldn’t be able to hide my excitement if it should arise.

I shivered as a sudden wave of cold competed with the warmth of the cocoa and his presence. Bruce shifted and put his arm around me, his broad arm wrapping around my skinny shoulders.

“You okay, kid?”

I looked up at him, instantly falling into those deep, brown eyes of his.  He started to look at me funny and I realized I’d been staring too long.  I felt a blush hit my cheeks and I quickly focussed on the cocoa in my hands.

“I’m okay,” I said, managing not to stumble over my words.  “Thank you for saving me.”

I still felt the weight and presence of his arm around me and it took my mind into dirty places, of the two of us naked and rolling around in front of this fire, of me submitting to him, of me showing him just how grateful I was.  Fuck, now I had a boner.  I tried to shift the towel, to make the end of it drape across my lap, but I failed and only seemed to draw his attention to my crotch.

He put his other hand on my bare thigh and whispered into my ear, “Is there anything else I can do to make you feel better?”

I closed my eyes and whimpered — it was all I could do with him touching me like that. Then he slid his hand closer toward my crotch and tentatively groped my bulge through my briefs, as if testing it was okay.  I sighed, signalling my contentment, and then he slid his hand inside my briefs.  His hand was so big and warm and firm, and it felt so good, but I wanted more.  I shifted my hips a bit, rolling slightly backward, encouraging Bruce’s hand to slide further down.

His thick fingers brushed down my shift and over my balls, stroked against my taint, and came to rest against my tight knot.  His touch was electric, already giving me worlds of pleasure at even just the briefest touch.

“Are you sure?” he whispered, his breath hot on my ear.


“Yes,” I managed to say through my burning desire.  “I want to show you how grateful I am.”



Cameron D. James is a writer of gay erotica and M/M erotic romance; his latest release is Erotic Love & Carnal Sins: Confessions of a Priest (co-written with Sandra Claire). He is also the publisher and co-founder of Deep Desires Press, a publisher of erotica and high-heat-level erotic romance. He lives in Canada, is always crushing on Starbucks baristas, and has two rescue cats. To learn more about Cameron, visit http://www.camerondjames.com.