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“Buck, can you bring the sliders out here? And the watermelon?” Maddie called from the backyard.
Buck drained his third beer (fourth?), tossing it in the trash can and opening her fridge, located both the bowl of cut up watermelon and the slider patties. He headed outside into the sunshine, depositing the bowl on the table they had set up for side dishes and taking the patties over to Chim who was manning the grill.
“Hey grab me a beer,” Buck called to Eddie as he saw him lift the lid of the cooler.
“You better slow down there Buck its only five o’clock just now,” Eddie responded with a laugh, “you already look a little unsteady.” But he tossed him a beer all the same.
“It’s my two days off man!” Buck exclaimed, taking a seat across from him at the table and cracking open the can. Buck knew he had a huge smile on his face. “It’s a beautiful day and we are gonna have a great meal, if Chim doesn’t fuck up all the burgers of course, why shouldn’t I have some beers with my friends and enjoy myself?”
Eddie was scrolling through something on his phone and he scoffed. “Beautiful day, my ass. Also known as Tommy will be getting off his double shift this evening, so Buck will finally be getting laid again,” he replied in an amused tone. “We know exactly what this good mood is all about. You couldn’t care less about hanging out with us and having a cookout, you are just counting down the hours. You aren’t even being subtle about it, checking your watch like every 5 minutes,” Eddie was shaking his head and laughing at him.
Buck kicked him under the table even as he laughed, that huge smile still on his face. It had been a long week, Buck and Tommy really only had had one night together, the rest of the time spent passing one another in and out of the door with quick hugs and kisses, or catching an hour or two in bed together with rushed handjobs when one of them was mostly already passed out, and texting like crazy of course, but Eddie was right, Buck was certainly ready for the real thing.
“Well for what it’s worth man, I’m definitely ready for you to get laid too. We all are. You’ve been a huge dick for like three days. Tell Tommy we expect him to do an extra good job so you’ll be all nice and relaxed when you come back. He owes us big time.” Eddie had a smirk on his face but still hadn’t looked up from his phone, so Buck kicked him harder this time to get his attention. When Eddie looked up, Buck was flipping him off with a bright smile on his face.
“Excuse me, I have been nothing but charming the past several days, just like always. Sure, maybe I’ve been a little on edge here and there but (Eddie laughed here) nothing like what you are talking about. You all are so dramatic.” Buck sighed, settling back in his chair. “Well I’ll pass along your guys’ message to him,” Buck continued, taking a sip of his beer, “but trust me when I say, the man definitely does not need to be told to do an extra good job,” Buck said, shaking his head slowly and gripping the can in his hand tightly, imagining what they might do later tonight or tomorrow morning, once Tommy had gotten some rest, and god Buck couldn’t wait and he knew Tommy was desperate for it too, his texting had become quite a bit dirtier than usual over the past couple days, which was really saying something. God what would they do first, Buck wondered, he was absolutely dying for Tommy to fuck him of course, but he also wanted to blow him so badly he could practically feel Tommy in his mouth and taste the sweetness of his pre-come, god the way he would curse and grab Buck’s head as he moaned, calling him baby and telling him how good it was, fuck, Tommy always praised him constantly when Buck sucked his dick and Buck loved it, because he loved the praise of course, but also because Tommy was completely unfiltered then, just thinking out loud to Buck basically, and Buck could then very easily gage just how close and desperate his boyfriend was becoming by the way he would sound and the things he would say. The closer Tommy got the thinner and weaker his voice would become and the things he would say would turn specific and filthy, and Buck would probably come in his pants as he sucked him off since it had been so long, god just imagining the moment when Tommy would come in his mouth-
Suddenly there was a loud crack, and Buck realized his hand was wet, and he had crushed the mostly full can of beer in his hand, and it was a huge mess everywhere.
“Yeah, you aren’t pent up at all,” Eddie agreed sarcastically, nodding, and lifting his own beer out of the way as Buck tried to mop up the mess quite unsuccessfully with the fun little decorative napkins Maddie had laid out on the table. “You are handling this really well. God forbid Tommy ever go out of town for the weekend, you’ll probably destroy the city like Godzilla. Any chance you can calm down a bit before you hulk smash this entire party? I would like to get a burger.”
It was a beautiful day, and they were having a great cookout, and all the people Buck loved most in the world were there, except for one. So after he had eaten dinner and was nibbling on a chocolate chip cookie, coloring pictures with Jee, he pulled out his phone and texted Tommy:
EB: the crew says you have to fuck me like super super good bc ive been a dick or something the past couple days
EB: seems unlikely bc im such a joy like all the time, but I said I’d pass along the message
It was a while before Buck heard back, right as he was finishing up a game of bean bag toss, dropping into a chair to watch the next game and almost dropping his beer in his lap as he reached eagerly into his pocket when he heard the chime.
TK: hmmm, that is strange, of course I find you to be a singular delight all the time
TK: however that does explain these texts I got earlier
ED: you better fuckin fix him good when you get home, we are sick of his crap
ED: also we took a vote
ED: do whatever it was you did to him before the fourth of July, that was great
EB: oh for fuck’s sake
TK: I wish I could remember what I did to you on the fourth of July, I’m sure I’d be happy to repeat it
TK: but if the crew says, we better not take any chances, I guess I’ll just have to throw you down on my bed and fuck your tight ass so hard you forget how to think, possibly several times
TK: definitely in several different positions
TK: fuck I want you so many different ways right now
TK: you know, just to be safe
TK: we cant have you being cranky at work baby
TK: I like it when you save all that sass and attitude for me
Buck bit his lip and groaned, he was absolutely dying to be with Tommy.
EB: fuck babe, I can’t wait to be fucking you
EB: and also just to be with you
He blushed as he sent that, it wasn’t like they hadn’t shared similar feelings before, but he was drunk and horny and missing his boyfriend desperately, and it made him feel a little vulnerable for some reason.
TK: same here baby, I’ve been going out of my fucking mind, I can’t stop thinking about you for even like five fucking minutes
TK: remember when we went to that drive in and just made the fuck out the whole time?
TK: you were wearing that blue hoodie that looks so fucking good on you, the same one from your sister’s wedding, that got VERY sooty
TK: I remember wrapping the string around my finger as I kissed you
TK: what even was the movie
Buck knew he had a huge embarrassing smile on his face, his insides squirming as he replied:
EB: there was a movie?
EB: I thought you just took me to a big field to make out with me in your car and then brought me snacks for afterward
EB: obviously I had zero complaints
EB: 10/10 perfect fucking evening
TK: you do love snacks
TK: snacks and orgasms, those are your love languages
EB: and what are yours then?
They each texted at almost the exact same time:
EB: snark and making me beg for orgasms?
TK: sarcasm and giving you those orgasms
Buck laughed out loud. God he was in love.
TK: at least I never make you beg for snacks
EB: you do always seem to have those handy
EB: like a very sexy and masculine soccer mom
TK: that is something they teach you in the army, always have a banana and some trail mix in case your adorable boyfriend gets whiny during a long day out
EB: when the fuck are you coming home Kinard?
TK: soon, but not anywhere near soon enough
TK: another two hours or so
TK: how is the party?
EB: its been really good, I ate a cookie and colored a picture of a lion
EB: also I had many beers
EB: I am sublimating my sexual frustration
TK: what color did you make it
TK: the lion
EB: blue and yellow
EB: it was wearing a crown, and I made that red
TK: well sure, it’s the king of the jungle
And Buck laughed again, smiling so hard his face hurt, god was it normal to miss someone this much after only really a few days?
EB: god you are so fucking smart Kinard, you think it’s those muscles im after but really it’s those brains
EB: and that big dick
EB: but I mean like, ill take the muscles too
TK: well they are a part of the package
TK: and you do like to be man-handled, grabbed and gripped tightly, crowded up against cars and walls and counters, thrown around a bit, held down especially
Buck bit his lip and tried not to moan here at this cookout with his family and coworkers.
TK: muscles come in handy for that
EB: so do big dicks
EB: has it been two hours yet?
TK: fuck I don’t think so
TK: you aren’t planning to try and drive over to my place later are you baby?
EB: that’s gonna be a nah for me dawg
EB: ill just get an uber, we can come back for my car sometimes tomorrow
TK: hmmm sorry, that’s not gonna work
TK: I wasn’t planning on letting you out of bed all day tomorrow
EB: fuck the car then
TK: god I miss you baby
EB: well I am drunk and horny so I miss you more
TK: those are indeed the rules
TK: want me to text you when I’m leaving?
EB: like the second
TK: tell everyone I said hi
TK: and also, message received
Buck laughed out loud, throwing his head back, and god he was sure he had never felt this way before, so totally hooked on someone and enamored by them and in awe of them, the fact that he was the one with Tommy, that this fucking unbelievable guy was his, Buck felt so lucky it made him breathless sometimes. I am so fucking in love with him, Buck thought blissfully.
EB: oh you are just so fuckin smooth Kinard
“Too bad Tommy couldn’t make it,” Bobby said, gesturing to Buck’s phone as he dropped in to the seat next to him as the bean bag game finished and Buck nodded his agreement, fumbling as he tried to quickly lock his phone screen.
Bobby laughed, “Oh you don’t have to worry about that, only once did I make the mistake of looking at your screen when I saw Tommy’s name. I uh, won’t be doing that again,” he said shaking his head slowly.
“Oh god,” Buck said cringing, even as he laughed. “When was that?”
“I think about a month ago, we were at that place you guys like with all those long high tops and the games. We were sitting next to each other and I think I didn’t realize it was your phone and not mine until it was too late.”
“Do I even want to ask-”
“No,” Bobby cut him off quickly, but his voice was amused, “because I am not repeating it. Let’s just say that it seems like you are being kept very happy Buck, and” he shrugged lightly, “we’re all just happy to see it,” he said with a knowing smile, turning to laugh at the look of horror on Buck’s face.
A bit later, Buck had ordered his Uber, as he knew Tommy would be leaving soon and he had some time to scroll through his text messages with Tommy while he waited. Going back a month was not easy, as they texted constantly, and Buck smiled as he scrolled back through the conversations, some just regular couple stuff (EB: im exhausted, ordering thai food, you want your usual babe?, TK: already ordered it haha, and I did get your usual, is that ok baby?), some he remembered almost word for word, and others surprising to him because they had occurred late or early and he must have been exhausted when they happened initially:
EB: I don’t usually remember my dreams
EB: or if I do they are usually bad ones
EB: do you dream?
TK: you know its funny, I dream about you so much baby
TK: that isn’t typical for me I don’t think
TK: I cant remember ever dreaming about someone I was dating before
EB: …and just what am I doing in these dreams babe?
TK: anything and everything
TK: every sex act you can imagine yes, but also like just whatever stuff, sitting next to me on the couch or helping me hang a picture
TK: we went on a trip to Napa I think
TK: except instead of wine they had oranges there, just thousands of oranges
TK: I remember thinking how beautiful you looked gathering the oranges
TK: you are just always on my mind I guess
Finally Buck located what he thought was the night in question, holding his breath as he scrolled though Tommy’s texts from that evening. At first it didn’t seem too bad, and Buck started to release his breath, of all the things Bobby could have seen, some appreciative and dirty commentary on Buck’s body wasn’t even close to as bad as it could have been, and then he found it, sent when they would have been sitting at the table eating:
TK: god baby you just came so hard on my dick last night, you really fucking love it on top, fuck that was hot. I cant stop thinking about it, get on top anytime you like
Jesus Kinard, Buck thought, even as he shivered. He did love it on top of Tommy. He might have to add that to his mental list for the next few days. He took a screenshot to show Tommy later.
“When is your uber coming? Shouldn’t you be on your way by now?” Eddie was asking and Buck looked up to find Chimney nodding beside him.
“I can drive you over there, if you need me to. I only had a few beers while I was grilling and that was hours ago,” Chim volunteered.
Buck rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses. “You guys are being a little ridiculous. Tommy probably hasn’t even left yet. He hasn’t texted me.”
“Well why take any chances, you have your own key!” Eddie exclaimed and Chim nodded again.
Buck was shocked. “Are you guys so for real right now? You know he has been working for like 24 hours straight, he’ll be exhausted and need to sleep.”
“He can sleep afterwards, no better sleep than that anyways.” Eddie shrugged as Chim laughed, Buck just shaking his head at them.
Thankfully, Buck’s uber arrived then and he downed his beer, calling out goodbye to the group as they hurried him to the street, throwing a wave over his shoulder as he headed out, so fucking excited to get over to Tommy’s he was practically running.
Buck knew Tommy was home already when he let himself in, having seen the car in the drive, but the house was silent, so Buck moved quietly too, or at least as quietly as his drunk ass could manage, removing his shoes at the door and setting his keys and wallet on the counter near Tommy’s, plugging in his phone next to them. He drank a few glasses of water at the kitchen sink, and then figured what the hell, and grabbed another beer from the fridge. He checked the dishwasher to put his glass in and when he found it was clean he unloaded it as he drank his beer and then went and used the hall bathroom. When he peeked in on Tommy in the bedroom, he saw him sprawled on his back in the middle of the bed in his underwear and a t shirt, the comforter kicked down around his feet, one sock on his left foot, his hair a mess and one arm flung out to the side. Buck couldn’t resist watching him for a few moments, listening to the sound of his breathing. God he was big. Buck couldn’t quite believe how much of the king size bed he took up when he was really sprawled out like that and damn he was so fucking hot too. The thin material of his t shirt did nothing to disguise the expanse of muscle beneath it, and Buck knew exactly how good it felt to press himself against Tommy’s side and lay his head on that chest and shoulder, the way Tommy’s arm could encircle him completely, gripping his hip and ass and stroking his hand up and down Buck’s back and side, sometimes running his fingers through Buck’s hair, Buck tangling their legs together, pressing one of his over Tommy’s and snuggling as close to him as he could get. Buck considered just getting in bed with him now, but it was still pretty early and Tommy wasn’t anywhere near as heavy a sleeper as Buck was, and Buck didn’t want to risk disturbing him yet when he wouldn’t be getting in bed for the night. As he was about to turn and shut the door, he remembered the sock, and how Tommy hated to sleep in socks, and so he crossed the room quietly and removed the sock on Tommy’s left foot as gently as he could, and tossed it in the hamper, stopping to pick up Tommy’s other clothes from where they had fallen when he had changed quickly, and throwing those in the hamper too, but not before he got a whiff of Tommy’s soap on the t shirt he had been wearing, and Buck pressed his nose to it greedily, inhaling the rich woodsy scent and closing his eyes for a second. There was something else he wanted desperately to smell and he knew it made him a freak but fuck it, he was still drunk and he was alone here wasn’t he, his boyfriend unconscious in the bed, so he moved his nose to each armpit of the t shirt and he could smell deodorant mostly, but also a strong hint of Tommy’s sweat underneath and Buck felt dizzy with lust as he breathed it in, god he loved the way Tommy smelled so much, even his sweat, maybe even especially his sweat.
Buck had realized this incredibly embarrassing fact early on in their relationship, as they often worked out together and then of course, often worked up a sweat doing other things together too, but he hadn’t realized just how much it affected him until Tommy had come home from a run that Buck hadn’t gone on because it had been hot as fuck out that week and he had been whiny about it, and also his knee had been bothering him. Tommy had been dripping in sweat when he returned and Buck had commented cheekily as he poured a glass of ice water, “looks like it must be pretty hot out there” and then Tommy had laughed and he had crowded Buck back up against the counter and wrapped Buck up in his arms, as Buck cried “no way Kinard!” and was shoving at his big muscles, and trying to lean away from him as Tommy held him close, smearing him with his sweat, pressing his face into Buck’s neck and sucking the skin there, and then Buck had suddenly stopped fighting him and wrapped his arms around Tommy’s back and pressed his groin against Tommy’s hip as Tommy moaned into his throat and Buck breathed in the musky smell of him, kissing his neck and tasting it, damp and salty and earthy against his lips, and Tommy had moved to grip Buck’s hips and Buck lifted Tommy’s face to kiss him filthily and Buck had known then that he was fucking wild for this man, just in case he hadn’t been completely clear on that point before.
Fortunately, Tommy was often incredibly easy to distract with sex, especially at that point in their relationship, and so he hadn’t seemed to notice that Buck was crazy turned on because he loved the taste and smell of Tommy’s sweat, just that Buck was crazy turned on and that Tommy got to fuck him, and so the subject had never come up again, but Buck usually managed to steal what moments he could of course, and he hadn’t been about to turn that one down. Sighing, and tossing the shirt in the hamper now, Buck had turned to leave the room when a sleepy voice said quietly, “Well now I guess I know why you’ve been volunteering to do my laundry so often.” Tommy finished with a yawn and Buck froze, turning slowly, to see the shine from Tommy’s clearly open eyes in the dim light, though he hadn’t moved from his position.
“Come here baby,” Tommy reached out a hand to Buck, who shrugged, blushing something fierce.
“I should let you rest,” he gestured toward the door and Tommy laughed.
“Don’t be ridiculous baby, I can rest all night. I want to say hi to you. That’s why I set the sock trap.” He motioned again with his hand for Buck to come to him, and Buck was quickly done resisting, his heart having never really been in it in the first place, removing his jeans and his shirt quickly before he climbed into bed on top of Tommy, kissing him hungrily, both of them moaning as Tommy’s arms wrapped around Buck’s back and one slid down inside his underwear to grip his ass and Buck ground his groin down into Tommy’s, both of them panting against each other’s mouths now.
“Fuck I missed you baby,” Tommy practically growled at Buck at almost the exact same time that Buck groaned, “Missed you so much.”
After a few more blissful minutes of kissing deeply and urgently and rocking against each other, Tommy’s fingers stroking over Buck’s rim as he squeezed his ass, they began to slow down gradually, losing some of their earlier desperation, and after a few gentle pecks to Tommy’s lips, Buck slid off of him, settling eagerly into his side just like he had been imagining, both of them sighing deeply when Buck set his head on Tommy’s chest and Tommy wrapped his arm around Buck’s back.
“What do you mean ‘sock trap’?” Buck asked, as he turned his face up to see Tommy’s.
“Were you smelling the armpits of my t-shirt baby?” Tommy asked him with a raised eyebrow.
Buck hesitated. “I asked you first,” he said triumphantly, and Tommy laughed, tightening his arm around Buck.
“I wanted to say hi to you before I fell asleep but I knew I wasn’t gonna stand a chance of being able to stay awake, so I left that sock on my foot on purpose. I figured you’d check in on me at some point and notice it and come to take it off and hopefully then I’d wake up.” Tommy adjusted his back against the pillow, reaching over his head to push it forward. “So I guess it was more of an Evan trap, really, the sock was just the bait.”
Buck laughed so hard then he was practically giggling, and only slightly hating himself for it (he was drunk okay), Evan trap, god could this man be any more charming? and Tommy was laughing too. “And you totally fell for it baby, took the bait hook, line, and sinker, completely predictable, even stopping to pick up my laundry. Well mostly predictable there, I suppose,” he trailed off, clearing his throat pointedly and Buck sighed.
“I want it understood I’m only telling you this because I’m drunk, okay, if I were sober I would be gaslighting the fuck out of you about it even happening,” Buck said against Tommy’s chest, and Tommy chuckled.
“Noted, baby,” Tommy said, carding his fingers through Buck’s hair, Buck sighing with pleasure.
“Remember that day you went for the run without me when it was like a thousand degrees out and you got super sweaty? Maybe like two or three months ago?”
Tommy hummed in acknowledgement. “And then you were being a little brat about it so I showed you what was up?”
“Possibly,” Buck continued. “Anyway I realized then how much I um, really love the way your sweat smells,” Buck was blushing so much his face felt like it was on fire and he knew he was squirming. “Also maybe the taste of it too. So that’s what that was all about,” Buck tried to finish briskly.
Tommy hummed quietly again, Buck could tell he was getting sleepy. “And you were under the impression this whole time that I didn’t already know that?”
“Wha!” Buck exclaimed, shocked and turning to look at him. “You’ve never said anything!”
“Why do you think I always make sure to say hi to you when I’m still in my workout gear? Or always give you a big hug and a kiss after I come in from working on the car out in the sun, even though I was only just in the driveway?” Buck saw that Tommy had a knowing smirk on his face. And god was he right about the car, Buck thought as Tommy stroked his scalp, the way Tommy smelled then, sweaty yes, which Buck loved of course but also like oil and grease, god it did things to Buck, and Tommy was right, he did always hug and kiss Buck when he came back inside the house, but then Tommy hugged and kissed him so much anyway, Buck guessed he hadn’t noticed. “Oh come on baby, I rubbed my sweat all over you while you were clean and dry like a huge dick and instead of kicking my ass like you should have your reaction was to let me bend you over the counter.” Tommy stroked a finger down the center of Buck’s spine now and Buck moaned and shivered at the memory. “I may not be a detective or anything myself, but I admit I have read some Sherlock Holmes in my time. I think I could make the deductions there well enough.”
Buck rolled his eyes, of fucking course Tommy’s dad ass had read Sherlock Holmes. He almost made a quip about that being because Tommy had known Arthur Conan Doyle personally, but then he decided he could also take this another direction. Now Buck hummed, “Oh of course you have, daddy.” He emphasized the last word and bit Tommy’s pec muscle and Tommy gripped the back of Buck’s head and neck firmly, and Buck gasped.
“Fuck baby, you are so bad,” Tommy said in a low voice, his hand now moving down Buck’s back, pressing hard, and inside his underwear to stroke over his hole gently, Buck moaning loudly. “I am so torn between flipping you over right now and just fucking your insanely hot ass until you can’t even move and you are absolutely fucking screaming ‘daddy’ for me, but then also sleeping for like ten hours straight,” Tommy said with a laugh, and Buck laughed too.
“Get some rest babe, please, I’m not going anywhere, and neither is my insanely hot ass,” Buck breathed out unsteadily as Tommy continued to caress him there. “We’ll both still be here wanting you so fucking bad when you wake up.” He turned his face up and pressed a soft kiss to Tommy’s lips, but as he glanced down at Tommy’s hard cock straining against his underwear, he saw his opportunity here, and he wasn’t about to pass it up.
“Of course,” Buck suggested in a faux innocent tone, moving his hand under Tommy’s t shirt to stroke at the skin of stomach, “I could just suck you off right now,” he continued, Tommy suddenly gripping his ass tight, Buck now sliding his fingers underneath the waistband of Tommy’s underwear and letting his fingertips just graze the trim hair at his groin as Tommy groaned, Buck moving his lips to Tommy’s ear. “I doubt it would take me very long,” he said in a low, cocky voice as he moved his hand lower, caressing the head of Tommy’s hard cock.
“No, I do not think that it would,” Tommy agreed, swallowing hard with a weak sounding laugh, that Buck knew meant he was already halfway there.
Buck nuzzled Tommy’s throat with a smile, “Then you can fuck my insanely hot ass later on when you wake up, babe.” Tommy moaned as Buck wrapped his hand around Tommy’s cock loosely.
“Well fuck baby,” Tommy said roughly, “I think I’d be a real goddamn idiot to turn down that deal.” He moaned as Buck stroked him in a loose fist and Tommy tugged down the back of Buck’s underwear, exposing his ass, as Buck lifted Tommy’s t shirt and began to kiss his stomach, moving lower as he went.
“Yes, you would be Kinard,” Buck agreed, tightening his grip and tugging the head of Tommy’s cock as Tommy gasped above him and Buck smiled huge.
“We could sixty-nine,” Tommy suggested breathlessly, stroking his hand over Buck’s bare ass.
“Yeah I don’t think you are anywhere near coordinated enough to pull that off right now,” Buck said with a chuckle. “Besides,” and he turned his head back to look Tommy straight in the eye, “I’m waiting until I get to come on this big cock.”
“Jesus baby,” Tommy said with a groan, squeezing Buck’s ass and tossing his head back, his eyes looking bright and wild. “Fuck, give me like an hour of sleep, I’ll fuck you so good you won’t even know your own name.”
Buck smiled, thinking to himself that Tommy had actually managed that feat a time or two, early on in their relationship when Buck had still been unaccustomed to being called ‘Evan’. Tommy made him come so hard it was mind-blowing, and then Buck would hear the name ‘Evan’ growled into his ear in that blissful state, and Buck would honestly forget to think of himself as ‘Buck’ for a while afterward, come drunk and lying in Tommy’s arms, happy to be Evan.
“I think I’ll let you sleep a little longer than that,” Buck said with a laugh. “I want your best stuff babe. Now what’s my record again, like five minutes? I wonder if I can beat it,” Buck hummed as he got up and straightened his underwear, positioning himself in between Tommy’s legs, helping Tommy to tug off his underwear.
“Hey now, that’s not fair, I told you that time doesn’t count,” Tommy protested. “You were so fucking gorgeous and I hadn’t seen you in like a week.”
Buck laughed. Tommy was famous for over-exaggerating how long they had gone without sex, it seemed to Buck that any duration longer than 24 hours automatically became many, multiple days in Tommy’s mind or in this case, ‘a week’. “I had literally just walked off a twelve hour shift and hadn’t even showered yet.” Buck leaned down over Tommy’s groin, sucking kisses into his thighs and the sensitive skin right above his cock. “And you had literally just fucked me the day before.”
“Really?” Tommy asked, sounding genuinely bewildered, carding his fingers through Buck’s hair and breathing heavily. “God when I saw you, I felt like you had been away at war or something.”
Buck laughed happily, “Nope, that was like 36 hours babe.” He leaned down, taking him in hand and licking the head of Tommy’s cock and pressing a wet kiss to the slit, Tommy’s hand tightening in his hair. “We had just fucked in the morning the day before right here, before your shift.” He stroked Tommy’s cock in a tight fist swirling his tongue around the head, sucking it into his mouth for just a second before he pulled off, Tommy cursing under his breath. “I mean it was quick and both of us were pretty sleepy because it was so early, so it might not have been like top five material or anything, but it was still hot as fuck. You are always so grabby in the mornings,” Buck remembered with a smile.
Tommy moaned as Buck continued to stroke him roughly and then Tommy gave a strangled laugh, “Yeah, find me a time with you where it’s not hot as fuck and amazing every single damn time. Fuck baby I’d need like a top 200.” Tommy was gasping now and Buck smiled wickedly, then without any lead up, sucked the head of Tommy’s cock into his mouth tightly, swirling his tongue around him and then sliding his mouth down his shaft as Tommy shouted above him and Buck could feel Tommy’s cock throb in his mouth. He might definitely beat that record, Buck thought with a smile, lifting his eyes to glance at his watch.
“Oh you are just evil baby,” Tommy tried to complain in a desperate voice, but he was gasping and cursing under his breath, his hips making shallow thrusts as he gripped Buck’s head, Buck sucking him exactly the way he knew his boyfriend loved, quick and messy with saliva, Buck’s lips tight around his cock as he bobbed his head up and down and moaned for Tommy.
“Oh christ baby, goddamn you can suck my dick, your mouth is so fucking amazing, god I think about it so much, you sucking my dick, it’s so so fucking good baby, you are so fucking incredible, goddamn you were born to suck dick sweetheart, I could tell the first fucking time I saw you, god how much you’d love getting down on your knees for me, I jerked off the second I got home, fucking imagining it and then god once we started going out I knew you’d love it just so fucking much and I am just so fucking lucky baby, so fucking lucky-”
Buck hummed happily to himself, Tommy making a tight sound in his throat at the sensation, let’s see-desperate voice, lots of praise, and filthy commentary, we are right on schedule.
Buck knew Tommy was close, so he tried out his new favorite trick, sliding down his shaft slowly and getting his boyfriend’s thick cock down his throat as he swallowed, finally able to relax his throat and jaw enough to do it. He couldn’t let Tommy full on fuck his mouth yet, just rock his hips with light thrusts into him, but they had been practicing and they were definitely getting closer, not that Tommy seemed to have any complaints either way of course.
“Oh god baby, oh god,” Tommy’s voice sounded thin as a reed and much higher pitched than usual. Buck slid his mouth a bit back off his dick to breathe and sucked him tightly, moving up and down, stroking Tommy’s balls, and then Buck tugged them roughly as he sucked Tommy’s cock deep again and then he heard and felt all the familiar welcome signs of his boyfriend’s orgasm, Tommy shouting and then groaning his name, yanking on his hair, the hot liquid hitting his mouth and throat as Buck moved a bit off of him to get a taste before he swallowed it, Tommy gasping now, as Buck sucked the sensitive head of his cock, wanting every last drop.
“Oh fuck, goddamn baby, fuck,” Tommy was repeating as Buck released Tommy’s cock and lifted his head, thrilled to see how destroyed his boyfriend was, his chest flushed and heaving, his mouth slack, and his eyes unfocused. “Fuck baby,” he said again, running his hands across his face, “goddamn you can suck dick.”
Buck hummed happily as he glanced at his watch, “Yeah, you may have mentioned that babe.” He shivered as he remembered the dirty things Tommy had said to him, particularly interested in that detail about Tommy going home after they had met and jerking off thinking about Buck blowing him. Did he mean the literal first day they met with the cruise ship? It couldn’t have been the day when Buck had come to see him at the station, since Tommy went to Vegas with Eddie, but Buck supposed he could have meant later that night? God either one was hot as fuck and Buck wanted to know more about it. He put a mental pin in that to ask Tommy about later. “Damn looks like still five minutes, but I bet that was a bit faster than that last time, I mean I’m not checking to the second or anything.”
“Well what you need is a stopwatch obviously,” Tommy replied sarcastically, unable to resist even though his voice was wrecked and he was still gasping for breath.
Buck laughed as he collapsed against his side again, Tommy eagerly wrapping his arms around him and pressing kisses to his hair. “What a great idea. Next time.”
“Fuck baby,” Tommy said again and Buck smiled, turning his face to Tommy’s who grabbed his chin and kissed him hungrily. “You sure you don’t want to come baby?” Tommy asked him when they broke apart.
“Nah, I can wait a bit, you know what I’m after,” Buck said with a smile and a raised brow, and Tommy laughed.
“Give me a few hours baby, I am gonna treat you so fucking good, fuck you so right, you are gonna be dying for my cock, loving every single fucking second its inside you,” Tommy pulled him in tighter and kissed him again. Sounds like every time we fuck, Buck thought, his heart pounding. “God that was amazing baby, thank you,” Tommy said breathlessly when he pulled away.
“No need to thank me babe, I was kind of desperate to do it actually, I crushed a pretty full can of beer in my hand this afternoon while I was fantasizing about blowing you,” Buck remembered with a laugh.
“What, really?” Tommy asked with a yawn.
“Yep,” Buck replied popping the ‘p’. “You know, I think I might be a little into you, Tommy,” he said as he snuggled deeper into Tommy’s embrace, both of them laughing, Tommy still catching his breath.
“Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?” Tommy asked him quietly, moving his hand to stroke up and down Buck’s back gently before it settled on his ass.
Buck melted, and pressed even closer to Tommy, as close as physics would allow him. “Of course babe.”
“I’ll get up in a few hours. Tell me about the party,” Tommy said softly and Buck shrugged.
“It was fine, fun I mean, but I just missed you so fucking much that I got drunk about it and that was pretty much my whole deal.” Buck laughed then. “Also Bobby saw a dirty text you sent me.”
“Today?” Tommy asked with a yawn. “I didn’t send you anything bad today. I had that new guy at work following me around again and I didn’t want to give him a stroke. Besides, everything I send you is sweet and respectful, since that is exactly how I treat my loving boyfriend.”
Buck laughed at that. “Not today, it was like a month ago. I found the text I think, I’ll show it to you later. You can see just how ‘sweet and respectful’ it is for yourself babe,” Buck said, turning his face up to see the smirk he knew Tommy wore, both of them laughing now.
Tommy fell asleep soon after, and Buck stayed with him, dozing himself until Tommy repositioned some time later. Buck rolled away from him reluctantly then, pulling the comforter up and over Tommy as he got out of bed, taking himself to the bathroom for a shower, as he now had an idea of what he wanted his boyfriend to wake up to a bit later, and for that he couldn’t fucking wait.
Several hours later, Buck had showered and had ended up actually doing a few loads of laundry while he drank some more beers to keep his buzz going, amusing himself with some podcasts he had wanted to catch up on while changing out the loads from the washer to the dryer and then folding the first one, but leaving it stacked on the couch so he wouldn’t disturb Tommy, feeling the familiar butterflies in his stomach when he looked at the piles and realized how much of it was his clothing that just lived here now. And if he had happened to smell each and every one of Tommy’s shirts before he dropped them in the machine, well that was just between him and his beer and the cat clock on the laundry room wall.
Checking the doors were locked, Buck shut off the lights in the living room and the kitchen and took his phone with him into the bedroom. Tommy was still under the comforter, curled up on his side facing Buck’s side of the bed. Perfect, Buck thought with a smile. He went in to brush his teeth, and when he returned, he set a damp washcloth on the bedside table and turned the lamp on to the lowest setting, gently opening his bedside drawer, looking for a few particular items, which he then set on top of the table. He removed all the clothes he had been wearing except his socks. Unlike Tommy, Buck’s feet were constantly cold and he often wore socks to bed, a habit which Tommy had pronounced “insane but adorable, much like the rest of you” the first time they had spent the night together.
Once Buck was situated comfortably under the covers, he turned to look at Tommy. Buck lost several moments just thinking about how good looking Tommy was as he often did, longing to reach over and touch the cleft in Tommy’s chin, and fit his thumb into the hollow, as he often did when they made out or fucked with Buck in Tommy’s lap before he remembered that he wanted to see if he could tell how deeply Tommy was sleeping. He rolled closer to him and listened to the sound of his breathing. He definitely still seemed to be out, and Buck was not planning to disturb him, at least not deliberately. If Tommy happened to wake up while Buck was doing what he was about to do, that certainly wouldn’t be a problem, but Buck almost hoped he didn’t, wanting to surprise Tommy with it even more.
He started slowly, running his hand up and down his body lightly, from his nipples to his stomach and his cock, and back up, spreading his legs and dipping down to rub his balls and nudge his hole on some passes, closing his eyes and imagining how he wanted Tommy to fuck him tonight. Definitely from behind, he thought, as he’d been fantasizing about it like that for days. He was desperate to be held down and wrecked by Tommy’s thick cock, spreading his legs more as he pictured it happening, Tommy making room for himself in between Buck’s thighs and then inside Buck’s body, Buck taking his rapidly hardening cock in his hand and stroking himself loosely, opening his mouth and moaning as silently as he could.
Tommy made a sound next to him and Buck bit his lip and turned his head, beathing heavily through his nose as he continued to tease his cock, but Tommy’s eyes were still closed, and his breathing sounded the same. Fuck this was so hot, Buck hadn’t realized how quickly he would get this turned on, his dick already rock hard now and leaking a bit, so he let go and reached for the lube on the bedside table, coating a few of his fingers but being mindful of the bottle, setting it back gently without closing the cap.
He kicked the covers down to his feet slowly, and then put his feet on the mattress with his knees up to make it easier, reaching between his legs and behind his balls to circle his hole lightly, gasping quietly at the sensation. He stroked over it a few times with his wet fingers, but he certainly didn’t have the patience that Tommy did when he touched Buck here, and he pressed the first finger inside himself quickly, disappointed by the angle as he knew he would be, but this was just to get started. He quickly added the second one, groaning a bit at the stretch, not that it was a lot yet, but it had been at least some time since he’d been fucked last. Buck remembered they had been on their sides in bed, Tommy behind him, and it had been late or early and Buck had come home wanting it badly, as he knew from experience now that all the anguish and adrenaline melted away when Tommy touched him, and Buck had woken him up and then immediately felt guilty about it but Tommy had shushed him, and then he had taken him exactly the way Buck had needed it, had that been the last time? God it had been good, Buck remembered and he pressed the fingers inside himself as deep as he could given the angle and breathed out heavily to try and stop himself from moaning, god he needed more.
He reached over and grabbed the bottle and the toy he liked to use when he was by himself, a smaller dildo that was easier to manage and crucially, did not vibrate, as Buck was positive that would wake Tommy up if he accidentally set it off. He lubed the toy quickly and glanced over at Tommy as he pressed it inside himself, biting his lip to keep quiet as the toy entered him and he loved the feeling of it pressing inside him. “Fuck,” he whispered quietly, keeping his eyes on Tommy’s sleeping face. He worked the toy in and out of himself quickly, rocking his hips and biting his lip, enjoying it so fucking much he knew he needed to stop soon. He allowed himself a bit more though, pressing the toy deep several times and twisting it before removing it with a gasp.
Tommy suddenly seemed like he was stirring now and Buck froze, turning to watch as Tommy repositioned his arm outside of the comforter and rolled over on to his back, his breathing not nearly as uniform as it had been when Buck started, but he settled down again. Ok fuck, time to wrap this up Buck thought, reaching for the plug he had set out and coating it generously with the lube. He took a deep breath and was just congratulating himself on how quietly he had been able to do this, when he pressed the plug inside himself and moaned out loud at the stretch as the thick section entered him, unable to stop the sounds coming from his mouth but trying to quieten them as best he could. Fuck, fuck Buck didn’t use plugs very often and he had forgotten how the tapered shape felt going inside him. Tommy still hadn’t woken up though, Buck confirmed with a quick glance at his still sleeping boyfriend and although Buck was happy about that, he couldn’t help but laugh when he thought about how much better all this foreplay would have been for him with Tommy’s skilled hands doing it instead of his own, but it was a necessary price to pay. Buck absolutely could not wait for Tommy to wake up and find out what he had done.
Moving slowly now that the plug was inside him, Buck rolled onto his side and grabbed the washcloth he had laid out, wiping off his hand and then the dildo he had used. He eased the drawer of the bedside table open, Tommy making a sound behind him and Buck froze for a few seconds, before he closed the lid of the lube as quietly as possible and then placed he lube, the washcloth and the dildo inside, sliding the drawer shut quietly, a huge smile on his face now that he had managed to pull this off. He grabbed his phone from the bedside table and shut off the lamp, rolling over on to his back again and reaching down to grab the comforter and cover himself, breathing hard as the plug shifted inside him and he almost moaned. Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, he relaxed back into the bed and opened his phone, not sure how long it would take Tommy to wake up.
As it happened, it didn’t take very long at all. Buck had been playing on his phone and dozing a bit for maybe another twenty or thirty minutes or so when he heard Tommy wake up, breathing in and out deeply and rustling the covers down as he turned toward Buck. ‘You awake baby?” Tommy asked quietly, reaching out to feel for him in the dark, rubbing his shoulder when he caught it.
“Mhhhmmm,” Buck hummed in response, all he could manage as he was now so incredibly turned on he could hardly stand it, Tommy’s warm hand stroking his shoulder and feeling the plug inside him that Tommy didn’t know about yet, wanting to grab his hand and move it there so he would feel it, but wanting him to discover it on his own the most, so he tried to remain calm as Tommy rolled closer to him and he felt a thrill up his spine.
Tommy pressed a kiss to his bicep and then squeezed his shoulder, moving his hand over Buck’s bare chest and finding a nipple easily as Buck gasped and Tommy rubbed it with the side of his thumb, Buck whining as he tried to stop himself from rocking his hips. “You like that baby?” Tommy asked quietly, with that smirk on his face that Buck could just hear and he moaned in response. “Well give me like ten minutes, and they’ll be a whole lot more where that came from,” Tommy said as he rolled away from him and Buck sputtered.
“Where are you going?” he asked Tommy, hating the whine in his voice, but supposing that he probably shouldn’t since he knew Tommy would enjoy it.
“I’ll be right back baby,” he said as he stood up. “I need to pee and brush my teeth, and probably drinking some water wouldn’t be a bad idea. I have a feeling I might need to be well hydrated here soon,” he said with a laugh as he went in the bathroom and Buck groaned. He knew he was being unreasonable but now he really felt like he was dying for Tommy, god he needed him now.
He took a few deep breaths, and rolling onto his side he reached behind himself and twisted the plug inside him, moaning quietly as Tommy had the water running now. He could wait, it would only be another few minutes.
When Tommy emerged from the bathroom he pulled his t shirt over his head and then tossed it at Buck in the bed with a laugh as he walked to the bedroom doorway naked, Buck squawking with indignation as it hit him in the face, but not wasting any time burying his nose in it and breathing deeply, the neck was a good spot on this one, his cock throbbing and his hole clenching around the plug with the smell of Tommy, listening to Tommy’s chuckling as he went down the hallway. He will not live this one down quickly, he thought, but he was happy to smell the shirt all the same.
Tommy returned a few minutes later, stopping by Buck’s side of the bed to set a bottle of water on his nightstand, and reach over and stroke a hand through Buck’s hair gently, Buck leaning in to the touch and preening. Buck reached out his hand to touch Tommy’s stomach and half hard cock, god it felt big even now, and Buck wanted it badly.
“Get the fuck in bed Kinard,” he ordered breathlessly, and Tommy laughed, dropping his hand and heading around to his side, uncapping his own water and taking a long drink before he replaced the lid and then set it on his bedside table, tapping the lamp on to its lowest setting, filling the room with dim light, and allowing Buck to see his beast of a boyfriend wonderfully naked, which was a sight that he had certainly not tired of.
“This bed?” Tommy gestured at it, raising his eyebrows at Buck. “Is this where you want me?”
“Get in this fucking bed right now and I’ll show you exactly where I want you,” Buck answered quickly, squirming as he was rolling his hips without even meaning to, truly unable to stop himself.
Tommy laughed, “That’s clever baby,” he said with appreciation, as he finally finally climbed under the covers and rolled close to Buck. “I bet I have a few guesses, though.”
Buck rolled to meet him, facing him on their sides, closing his eyes briefly and biting his lip as the plug shifted inside him. “Do you always fucking talk this much, or are you being especially smug tonight to torture me?” he asked breathlessly, fixing Tommy with a critical stare.
Tommy laughed again, smiling so big that Buck’s heart melted as Tommy reached out and slid his hand under the covers, stroking over Buck’s stomach and bare hip, so close so close so close. “It’s probably a bit of both. I have to admit I love seeing you this desperate for me,” he leaned forward then, capturing Buck’s nipple in his mouth and sucking it as Buck’s hand flew to the back of Tommy’s head and he cried out. “Maybe I’ll volunteer for extra doubles,” Tommy murmured against Buck’s chest, and Buck tugged his hair harshly.
“Don’t even fucking think about it Kinard,” Buck said sternly, eyeing him sharply.
Tommy laughed quietly as he continued to tease Buck’s nipple with his tongue now, his hand moving up and over Buck’s stomach, and then down to Buck’s aching cock, brushing it lightly and then Tommy stroked a finger down the side of it gently, Buck moaning uncontrollably. Tommy released Buck’s nipple and swore under his breath, “Fuck, you need it bad don’t you baby? Just dying for my cock to fill you up?”
“Fuck yes babe, I need it, please,” he moaned, and the whine in his voice was not for Tommy’s benefit but completely authentic.
“Goddamn I never get tired of hearing you beg me for it. You are so fucking gorgeous,” he grabbed the back of Buck’s head now and pulled him in for a deep and dominating kiss, Tommy so forceful with it that Buck was half on his back again and moaning into Tommy’s mouth at the change in pressure inside of him.
“God I’m gonna make you fucking scream tonight baby,” Tommy promised as he pulled away from Buck’s mouth, kissing down his throat and then tugging harshly on the nipple he had sucked earlier with his teeth, Buck shouting at the sensation. “Goddamn you are so fucking sexy, I would do absolutely anything to get to you, to be with you, to fuck you, anything, you know that don’t you? You could make a complete fool of me.” Buck felt dizzy when Tommy talked this way, as he often did when they were intimate and it was close and heated like it was now, Tommy now sucking the skin where Buck’s neck met his shoulder and reaching his hand between Buck’s legs, yes yes yes, and Buck knew the exact moment when Tommy found the plug because he gripped the base hard in his hand, tugging it on Buck’s rim and Tommy actually turned his head to yell “FUCK!”
And Buck found his heart was pounding, in all the games he had played with Tommy, and even the few petty squabbles they had had as a couple at this point in their relationship, he had never heard him yell before.
When Tommy turned his face back to Buck’s, his eyes were blazing, and he was looking at Buck like something he had captured, Buck swallowing hard under that gaze, but then Tommy smiled at him fondly as he always did. Shaking his head and closing his eyes briefly, then twisting the plug inside him, Buck crying out, Tommy asked him quietly now, “When did you do this Evan?”
“Like a half an hour ago maybe,” Buck answered haltingly, finding that his voice was weak.
“You did it right next to me in this bed, while I was sleeping?” Tommy’s voice was lower and deadlier than Buck had ever heard it and he nodded, Tommy shaking his head sharply and tugging on the plug as Buck moaned, “Words baby.”
“Yes, here, yeah you were sleeping, you almost woke up once, but then you didn’t, I mean I was trying to be quiet but it was so fucking hot, I got so turned on and I moaned when I put it in me because I forgot how it felt kind of,” Buck was gasping now, as Tommy was fucking him with the plug shallowly.
“Maybe you need one in you more often,” Tommy whispered in his ear, biting the shell of it as he moved the plug more forcefully now and Buck moaned. Tommy nuzzled his throat, biting his chin and then capturing his mouth in a filthy kiss, Buck unable to stop making sounds against Tommy’s mouth as he kissed him back, the way Tommy was moving the plug inside him feeling so good and Buck could feel Tommy shaking against him. “Goddamn you are just epically fucking sexy baby,” Tommy breathed against his mouth, “you knock me out all the fucking time but goddamn you have destroyed me tonight,” Tommy said, with a huffed breath that could have been a sigh or a laugh. “I am gonna make you come so fucking hard, how do you want it baby?”
Tommy pulled the plug out then and Buck did scream, but then he pressed it right back inside him and Buck groaned, “From behind Tommy, on my knees, I want it like that so bad.”
Tommy groaned too, letting go of the plug and leaving it inside him and crushing his mouth to Buck’s again, Buck gasping for air by the time Tommy released his mouth, and reached over him to open the drawer and grab the lube. “Oh I know exactly what you want baby,” he said as he got up to his knees and began to stroke his now extremely hard cock, slicking it up with lube and looking at Buck as he did, “you want to be crushed into the mattress and fucked so wide open, you wanna be forced to take my cock deep. Well you are gonna take it deep baby.”
Fuck, Buck moaned loudly, reaching behind himself to tug on the plug, how could Tommy always just talk like that so easily? Buck felt like his body was vibrating he needed Tommy so badly.
“Don’t touch that plug baby, you are wearing it until I replace it with my cock. Now get the fuck over here,” Tommy pulled the covers off of him and Buck moved as quickly as he was able, moaning as the plug shifted inside him, but soon he was exactly where he wanted to be, on his knees before Tommy with his ass up, Tommy positioning him exactly how he wanted him, pressing Buck’s shoulders to the mattress and tugging his knees farther apart, moving in between Buck’s spread legs and running his hand down Buck’s spine. “Goddamn the way you look,” Tommy said quietly, and Buck wasn’t sure if that was addressed to him or not. “What’s your word baby?”
“Cupcake,” Buck answered easily, “but this is just vanilla babe. I’m not gonna cupcake out of getting pounded from behind by you,” he laughed, rolling his hips for Tommy’s benefit and moaning at the feel of the plug inside him. He was gratified when Tommy gripped one hip tightly and groaned.
“Maybe so, but this is gonna be rough baby. I am gonna hold you down and punish your sweet ass,” Tommy said quietly, leaning over to press a kiss to his lower back as Buck moaned, god the way he talked, Buck was quickly becoming desperate for it again so he played the cards he had and he begged for it.
“Please babe, fuck me, I need you so bad, daddy, I have been dying for your big cock, please,” Buck moaned as he rolled his hips, gasping at the feeling of the plug inside him, and then Tommy gripped it in his hand and removed it.
“Oh you are gonna get my cock baby, you don’t need to worry about that,” Tommy said lightly, pressing two wet fingers inside him easily, as Buck cried out and the fingers left. “I am gonna pound your tight ass just the way you are begging for it, but you are not gonna come until I get you on your back so I can see your face when you do, is that understood?”
Buck knew he was blushing at the thought but he didn’t care. “Fuck yes babe, anything, just fuck me alr-” and then Tommy was on him and around him and inside him, filling Buck to the limit with a loud groan and Buck thought maybe he did scream, it was so shocking and intense, his body struggling to accommodate Tommy, gripping his cock so tightly as Tommy moved in him slowly, and Buck moaned and gasped, his cock so hard it hurt, as he tried to press his hips back into Tommy’s slow thrusts, until Tommy gripped his hips tightly and held him still.
“You want it from behind baby you’ll get fucked the way I want to fuck you,” Tommy said, and he sounded breathless with desire, the same way Buck felt, and Buck moaned loudly as Tommy thrusted deep inside him and pressed his hand down Buck’s spine forcing his upper body deeper into the mattress as Tommy gripped the back of Buck’s neck briefly before he flattened his hand between Buck’s shoulder blades and began to fuck into Buck hard and fast, exactly how Buck had wanted it, spreading Buck open and forcing his cock deep, god it felt so fucking amazing, Tommy always felt so fucking good inside him, like no other pleasure Buck had ever experienced before, and he was crying out with satisfaction.
“Yes babe, yes babe, oh god yes, its so fucking good, I love your dick so much,” Buck knew he was babbling but he didn’t care, he had been dying for this all week and he was not ashamed to be enjoying the fuck out of it, loving the way it felt as Tommy pounded into him and Tommy’s answering desperate groan as he knocked Buck’s knees father apart and got closer behind him, trying to get even deeper, Buck thought.
“Christ the way you feel baby, it is so fucking incredible,” Tommy was moaning as he fucked him and Buck keened at the feel of Tommy inside him as the angle changed and now he could feel the telltale sensation in his groin. “Tommy,” he said quickly but Tommy, who always seemed to know his body so fucking well now, was already two steps ahead of him, gripping the base of Buck’s cock tightly for a few seconds, and slowing his thrusts, getting his other hand on Buck’s hip tightly and moving Buck’s body with his slower, deeper thrusts now, Buck making sounds he wasn’t really in control of, feeling Tommy so deep, and Tommy moaned and then laughed breathlessly, rubbing Buck’s hip and smacking his ass hard a few times.
“Fuck I love it when you make those desperate little ‘oh’ sounds baby, they are like a special little treat for me to let me know I am giving it to you so good you can’t even fucking control it, fuck it’s so hot.” Tommy grabbed his waist and leaned over him now, pressing all the way inside him and moving quickly again, Buck gasping at the feeling. Tommy was so deep inside him and it felt so fucking good and he already felt so fucked out, his body felt stretched so thin and he was absolutely dying to come. “You do just love getting fucked baby, don’t you?” Tommy asked Buck breathlessly as he fucked him hard and Buck moaned his agreement into the mattress. “Goddamn baby remember how much you wanted it in the beginning, when we first started doing it? Fuck you were just begging me for it constantly and I was trying so hard to take it slow with you and here you just wanted my cock in your ass all the fucking time and I felt like one of those cartoon characters with an angel and a devil on my fucking shoulders fuck,” and now Buck knew his boyfriend was getting close and he smiled. He was not surprised at all when Tommy gave him several more quick deep thrusts that made him cry out and then pulled out of him, tapping Buck’s hip and Buck turned over immediately, lifting his hips for the pillow that Tommy placed beneath them and then gasping as Tommy manhandled him quickly into position, pressing his legs roughly apart and getting between them, holding one of Buck’s legs over his arm as he teased his cockhead at Buck’s entrance, pressing it tight against him but then pulling back at the last second, and then rubbing it against him, smiling cockily at Buck as he did, and Buck groaned, dropping his head back and Buck wanted to smack him but he knew that would not be very effective, so he tried a different tack.
“Not enjoying fucking my ass tonight, babe? Want me to just get a toy and handle it myself?” Buck asked breathlessly, even turning to reach for the drawer when Tommy growled, pressing all the way inside him roughly, and absolutely making Buck scream, his head thrown back and his hands gripping Tommy’s shoulders, as Tommy gave him no mercy, fucking him into the mattress hard and deep and sucking on his neck, the angle absolutely fucking perfect as Tommy had probably known it would be, and Buck was shouting his name and begging to come, when Tommy gripped Buck’s aching cock and pounded into him harder and lifted his head to look Buck in the eye and said fiercely, “You are such a good slutty bitch for me baby, you deserve to come.” And Buck absolutely did then, knowing Tommy was watching him, shouting with the sensation, his toes curling against Tommy’s calf as he felt like he lost control of his body for a moment and shut his eyes, his head spinning as he heard and felt Tommy finishing inside him, groaning and gasping his name (“oh fuck Evan”) and moving harshly inside his overstimulated body, Buck moaning with the sparks that flew up his spine at the feeling as Tommy released his leg and collapsed on top of him as if all the tension had left his body in an instant, Buck holding him tightly, wrapping his arms and his legs around him and stroking his hair as Tommy shook and panted in his arms.
They were quiet for a few minutes like that, until Tommy started pressing wet kisses to Buck’s shoulder and then, lifting his head, to Buck’s mouth too, kissing him deeply, Buck gasping with it, as he held Tommy’s face close and kissed him back hard, marveling at how kissing Tommy still made him feel as energized and alive as it had the first few times, back when Buck had thought that was because it was new, but now of course he knew better.
They disentangled themselves slowly and Tommy rolled off of Buck with a sigh, flopping onto his back. “Goddamn baby,” he groaned, running a hand over his face, looking utterly and completely worn out, which Buck was sure was mostly due to the double shift, but which he still loved to see all the same. Buck laughed happily and rolled out of bed on weak knees to use the bathroom and clean himself up. He tossed a wet washcloth at Tommy from the door, and he showed no response whatsoever as it landed on his hip with a wet sounding ‘thwack’, Buck laughing and shaking his head.
When Buck came back into the room a few minutes later, Tommy was definitely asleep with the washcloth still on his hip, so Buck wiped him up gently, smiling so huge he knew it would be embarrassing if anyone could actually see it, and then he pressed gentle kisses to Tommy’s thighs and his cock and his stomach and his chest and his throat and his lips, and his man was really out, he thought laughing as Tommy slept on. Then he put away the lube and grabbed the washcloth and the dildo he had used earlier and the plug from the bed and went into the bathroom to clean them up.
When he climbed back in bed a few moments later, having pulled on a pair of underwear and shut off the lamp on Tommy’s side, he pulled the comforter back over both of them, and then Tommy woke up, inhaling deeply and moving around. “Baby?” he called, as if confused.
“That woke you up?” Buck said in disbelief. “I cleaned you off and kissed you all over and nothing, but the covers, that’s what did it?”
Tommy laughed, “Well thanks for doing that baby. Maybe I woke up because I was cold and lonely, over here by myself,” and he was trying to sound sad but Buck knew the sound of that smirk like breathing and he rolled his eyes in the dark.
“I was literally just getting into bed now. Some big hot guy fucked me really hard just like I asked him to, and he left all this come inside me I had to go deal with. It was everywhere, just dripping out of me, you wouldn’t believe babe, too bad he wasn’t awake to see it I guess,” Buck said with a smile, laughing even before he heard Tommy’s answering groan.
“Not cool baby, not cool. I really cannot fuck you again for at least another two or three hours, I must insist.”
“Well if you insist babe,” Buck said quietly, moving in to Tommy’s embrace, and Tommy wrapped his arms around Buck and kissed him, and they positioned themselves for sleeping, on their sides, Tommy behind Buck, his lips at Buck’s neck, and Buck reached underneath himself, pulling at something, until the t shirt Tommy had tossed at him appeared, and they both laughed as Buck balled it up and tossed it in the direction of the hamper.
“You didn’t want to smell it first?” Tommy asked yawning, and Buck kicked back at Tommy’s shins, but he was still laughing.
“You know it isn’t weird or something to be embarrassed about baby,” Tommy said softly against his skin. “I love the way your sweat smells too, but you know what I really love? The way your mouth tastes. Not like toothpaste or other flavors in your mouth, but like the actual taste of your mouth.” Tommy said this against Buck’s ear now and Buck shivered as Tommy continued, “God those first few times I kissed you, I was so fucking wrecked by it, and I knew I just couldn’t get enough of the way you tasted. And if you wanna be real about it baby, think about all the time I spend licking your asshole,” he said, and Buck gasped and flushed as Tommy continued. “You wanna know something dirty I fantasize about that combines the two?” Tommy asked in a low voice in Buck’s ear, and Buck moaned, how could he possibly be getting turned on again? “When you work out in those light gray sweatpants to torture me, that really show off your amazing ass, I know you know the ones, you get this line of sweat down the crack of your ass almost every single time. When I see it all I want to do is get those sweats down underneath your round ass and get my tongue on you and lick you out until you are fucking screaming for me, sweat and all.”
“Thomas,” Buck said in a scandalized voice, Tommy laughing in Buck’s ear as Buck groaned and buried his face in the pillow.
“I’m just saying, all that is like physical chemistry sweetheart, and that stuff is a part of attraction to someone, just the same as being attracted to their looks or body.” Tommy lowered his voice and went on, “Like when you see them standing in front of you looking so fucking gorgeous you feel like you can’t breathe and you think that they might be flirting with you, and you sure as fuck hope that they are but you still have no idea if what you are about to do is insane but you can’t not do it because you have never in your life wanted to kiss someone more, or when you see them all covered in soot and dirt and grime and you don’t even care because you want to be kissing them right then, and you want to feel them against you and you don’t want to wait.” And Buck was shivering again, so Tommy tightened his arm around him. “So I don’t know about you, but I think at this point I’d feel rather confident in saying that you and I have some definite chemistry between us,” he said with that smirk Buck could hear and Buck smiled huge, gripping the arm that Tommy had around his waist.
“I suppose we have enough evidence to make that assessment at this juncture,” Buck agreed, and Tommy laughed, kissing his neck.
“Now the important stuff, how do you think I did?” Tommy asked eagerly.
“How did you do?” Buck asked confused, “Amazing as always babe, you pounded my ass into next week and made me feel like I was untethered to reality when I came, what more-”
“No no, not that, I mean, obviously,” Tommy said with a smug laugh, and Buck aimed another kick at him, Tommy reaching down and grabbing his knee and fuck his hand was so big it wrapped around Buck’s entire knee. “I meant, what kind of report am I gonna get when you go back to work? Did I fuck you good enough to make you nice again?”
Buck tsked. “You’re already way too cocky about fucking me Kinard, I should tell them you couldn’t even get it up, it would serve you right,” Buck said with a laugh, as Tommy bit the round of his shoulder and Buck gasped.
“You could try,” Tommy said with a shrug, “but I bet that dreamy expression and ginger little walk are gonna speak for themselves.”
Buck rolled his eyes, but he was smiling, “Excuse me, I am walking just fine. I just did it like ten minutes ago.”
“We still got all day tomorrow baby,” Tommy breathed in his ear and nuzzled his neck, “you should not have texted me that if you wanted any peace, you know how I love a challenge. I am gonna send you back to them on a fucking stretcher, but damn will you be in a good mood about it.”
A couple days later, Buck pulled out his phone at the station, rolling his eyes and shaking his head but smiling huge when he turned his back as he texted Tommy:
EB: the crew says thanks
EB: like they are being so obnoxious about it
EB: they are applauding you right now
EB: and your “fix buck with sex” skills
EB: I told them it’s a bad idea bc your head is already so big it can barely fit in the helicopters as it is
TK: tell them it was an honor and a privilege to serve
EB: I will not
EB: but youre damn right it was Kinard