UNTITLED (On Boys)

1.

James touches the other boy on the chest. Faint bruises discolor his leonine face. His nose is crooked where once broken; perhaps the recipient of a careless or malicious blow. When James asks the boy what happened, he tells him that he had been in a car accident. He tells him that his name is Evian. James knows that this is not the boy's real name, but he says nothing.

He takes off his clothes. James wants to break that nose again. He wants to discolor that face more deeply, but he restrains himself. Instead, he steps forward and kisses the boy, a soft disparation. He pets Evian harshly and the boy moans. Later, when they finish fucking, he pays the boy in cash.

2.

Killing the boy had crossed his mind several times while he fucked him. Reaching down to his chin, caressing Evian's jawline as he groaned, then pulling abruptly backwards. Cleanly breaking his neck. Evian wouldn't feel a thing, but James would feel everything in the world.

Too late now. But he wouldn't have done it anyway.