Week 125 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. Thank you for coming back again and again to write and for helping me celebrate these years of flash. It was also wonderful to have some new folks stop by. Welcome! Great thanks to Joe Burke for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc.
- Yusuf Toropov | @LiteraryJihadi
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- L. T. Dalin | @ChessnySilth
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
- Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
- Josh Peters | @joshbgosh
- Louisa Bacio | @LouisaBacio
- Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
- Theresa Breaux | @theresabreaux
- Nellie Batz | @solimond
- Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM
Kelly Heinen | @AightballJoe says: I enjoyed how life-like their story was. It was almost a tie with Kel and Hunter.
Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
Joe says: I loved how there was so much said in so little.
Week 125 Winner
Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM
|Camera shy: Hunter Frost|
Joe says: The story something that kept the reader involved. It made the reader feel apart of it. Meaning that the reader to apply this to any walk of life. Being man on man, female on female, or man on women. One could relate to this story.
“If we’re going to work together you can’t keep looking at me like that.” Jax wiped his brow, his tanned chest glistening in the sun as he stopped shoveling.
“What—“ Mike’s voice cracked. Smooth, Mike. Real smooth. He cleared his throat. “Um…what do you mean?” He didn’t think Jax would notice.
Jax smiled and leaned toward him. He smelled like earth and sweat and…
“Your eyes say you want to bend me over that tree trunk over there and have your way with me.”
God! How the heck did he--? “Don’t be ridiculous. My eyes aren’t saying anything,“ Mike replied, but the tremble in his voice dashed any semblance of conviction he might have had.
“No?” Jax tossed the shovel aside and came at him, making Mike backpedal until he hit the solid barrier of the retaining wall. Jax flattened his palms on either side of Mike’s head and pressed in close. So close Mike could feel Jax’s sweat through his clothes. Shit, that’s nice.
“I’m sorry! I’ll try to keep my eyes from saying such vulgar things.” Mike squeezed his eyes shut.
Small puffs of hot air caressed Mike’s cheek as Jax chuckled. “I should have said, if we’re going to work together you can’t keep looking at me like that and not DO anything about it.”
Mike’s eyes flew open to see Jax’s eyes crinkle at the corners. “Fuck…” Mike whispered before covering Jax’s mouth with his.
Congratulations Three Time Winner Hunter, Kelly, and Anna! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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