This is from my 2013 short for charity, releasing from Torquere Press in September.
He had no idea what he’d agreed to, really. He moved close, though, feeling heat from the stove and from Evan.
Evan nodded and picked up a spoon, the motion drawing one bare shoulder across him.
He swallowed, his hands clenching. Then Evan offered him a taste, and he leaned to lick at the wooden spoon.
They both moaned, which was weird because he was the only one tasting.