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Buck wouldn't say that there's anything lacking in their sexual relationship. Buck is by no means dissatisfied with their sex life. Being with Eddie in any sense is more than enough for him. He's never been in a relationship this secure before, where he's sure and the other person is sure right back. But life doesn't stop just because you found the love of your life.
Since the day they made it official, they've been stealing little pockets of time throughout their day. Between brushing and flossing, Buck would jerk Eddie off; after waking up tangled together, Eddie would take Buck into his mouth and bring him to the edge; in the firehouse storage closet, Buck would grind on Eddie like a horny teenager until both of them spilled in their pants. That was a fun one to explain.
Raising a teenager doesn't leave much time to themselves. Somehow, they take up more time than a seven year old and they'd know exactly what's happening in the bedroom. With Chris in the house, they have to keep themselves quiet. With Chris in school, it's bone-deep exhaustion from the shift before or a host of other responsibilities that needed to be taken care of to maintain a functioning house. Buck wants their last first time to be special, not just something shoved between groceries and cleaning the bathroom.
Eddie agrees, content with the stolen little moments. "It's kind of hot," he had said with a hand on Buck's cock as they waited for the washing machine. "Who knew we had so much unused time?"
And again, Buck is by no means disappointed by this. The relationship felt lived in. It's everything Buck's been dreaming about. The love he felt from every rushed tryst is unlike any sex he's ever had. It leaves him breathless and craving—craving so hard, with every touch being an anticipation for something more—and Buck thrives in it.
But if all they did is video games on the couch while Chris did math homework in the other room, Buck would still remain breathless.
However, Buck loves sex. Sex is great. Even after getting over his self-diagnosed sex addiction, it's still something he enjoyed thoroughly. He doesn't delude himself into thinking sex, intimacy, and love go hand in hand. He knows what real love, true, deep love, felt like. But again, sex—he loves it: skin on skin with someone, sweat slick and hot, being good with someone, having them fall apart because of his hands, mouth, and cock, hearing the sweet sounds from their mouth when he does just the right thing, hits just the right spot.
If it feels that good with other people, there are no words when it comes to Eddie. The sounds that fall from his lips when Buck brings him to that brink have Buck careening over his own with barely a hand to his cock. He loved how Eddie shakes with the force of it, sex-drunk with a lazy smile stretching across his face.
Buck wants it not only for himself but for Eddie, too.
He wants it for Eddie, who once confessed to him that sex is something he enjoys more than he's supposed to, who said that sex is one of the only things that he's able to do right with Shannon because it's fun and worry-free, who craved intimacy and the heat of sex but never knew how to ask for it because he's always the one providing it, and who loved sex just as much as Buck but never had the proper space to express that desire without the immense guilt or a relationship hanging on the line. Buck can't take the guilt of Shannon and the goddamn Catholic Church away from Eddie but he can ease it and show Eddie that there's nothing wrong with a bit of fun, that sex doesn't have to be a tool to fix a relationship,
Eddie had come out and immediately jumped into a relationship with Buck so damn him if he isn't going to show Eddie the time of his life.
Buck knows them. He knows with their busy life that unless they make the intention to do this, it is not going to happen. With a goal clearly in mind, Buck does what he always does and goes to researching. People all over the internet had different ideas about what kind of sex can be fun, different ways to spice up their sex lives. But they all came from websites that claimed to bring heat back into a relationship. They haven't lost any heat; they just needed somewhere to release it lest it blow up.
And then, he finds it. His holy grail.
A 31 day sex challenge created to ease new couples into a fun, flirty routine to establish boundaries and discover hidden kinks. Those are the article's words, not Buck's. Perusing the list, Buck can pick out a few things that look good. A couple tweaks here and there to adapt to their anatomy and schedule and Buck has a way to guarantee that they have sex every day for the next month.
"Why're you smiling like that?" Eddie asks as he comes into their bedroom. He has a towel wrapped around his waist, slung low to expose the defined V of his hips. It's a cliche but Buck can't help the way his eyes linger on Eddie's chest hair before following a stray droplet running down his abs to the waistband of the towel. They flick back up to an amused Eddie.
"You're doing this on purpose," Buck accuses, putting his phone down and making grabby hands at him. It isn't sexy by any means but Eddie doesn't mind. Buck knows he loves it.
"What, me?" Eddie asks, widening his eyes into that stupidly innocent expression that Buck shouldn't find so endearing. "What am I doing?"
"You know what you're—" The words die in Buck's throat.
Eddie, the little shit that he is, drops the towel. He stands naked in the middle of their room, a smirk playing on his lips. Buck's eyes immediately jump to Eddie's cock. It's flushed, like Eddie had been playing with it in the shower. Buck drinks in the sight, eyes jumping across every inch of skin like he hasn't been treated to this sight just this morning.
Buck wants to lick every inch of him. He wants to draw Eddie in by the waist and swallow his cock until he grows hard in Buck's mouth and effectively gags him. But he has a plan and that plan requires some higher brain function that Eddie's nakedness is frying.
"Put the towel back on," Buck says but his eyes don't leave his boyfriend.
Eddie raises an eyebrow. "Really? You want me to get dressed?"
"Yes." No. "I want to talk to you about something and your—" Buck gestures to the whole of him. "—is distracting."
He watches Eddie laugh as he tugs on a pair of boxers, Buck's boxers, if the way they hang tight around Eddie's insane ass is any indication. Eddie bounces onto the bed and tucks himself into Buck's side. He slings a leg around him like a koala and rests his chin on Buck's shoulder. "What were you looking at?" Eddie's slightly hard dick brushes against Buck's side as he shifts to get comfortable.
"So I was thinking—"
"Dangerous."
"You need to stop making that joke."
"But it's hilarious."
Buck elbows Eddie in the side. He retaliates with a bite to Buck's shoulder. "I was thinking about our sex life."
"Naturally."
"And don't get me wrong, I love it and I love you but–"
"You want more?" Eddie asks.
"Not more," Buck says. He pauses. "Okay, yes, more. I want to properly take you apart and show you everything that you've been missing." He turns his head to catch Eddie's darkened eyes. "I want to make you beg, squirm, and writhe under me until the only thing that's in your pretty head is me." He smirks when he feels Eddie's dick twitch against his hip.
"What the fuck?" Eddie groans. He rolls away from Buck. He would've mourned the loss if he wasn't so enthralled by Eddie's movements. Eddie settles himself so that they're shoulder to shoulder with an easy view of his phone for the two of them. "Where was this energy when we were home alone this morning?"
Buck shrugs. "Hadn't thought about it yet."
"About what?" Buck thrusts his phone into Eddie's face. Eddie blinks at the sudden light. He watches as Eddie reads what Buck had pulled up, the little furrow in his brow folding in as he scrolls. "A sex challenge?"
Buck nods. "We'll have to plan around our schedule; some things are easier to do at the firehouse, but I think it could be fun. Give us a sort of structure to explore what we want."
Eddie hums, nodding.
"Isn't this for couples who've been together so long and are falling apart they think a new sex life will shock life back into their dying relationship?"
"I mean—"
"We just started dating. Already feeling bogged down?" Eddie teased.
"Of course not." Buck rolls his eyes. "I'm just saying, think about it. 30 days of guaranteed orgasms and a way to gauge what we like to do together."
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"I'm not going to say no to sex with you, Buck. That's like one of my favorite things that changed about our relationship."
Buck props himself up. "You want to hear some of the things I'm excited about?"
Eddie nods, looking at him with those eyes.
"This isn't the full list," Buck says. He drops his voice down so that he's practically whispering in Eddie's ear. "There are some things we can't do. There's no way for me to play with your clit." Buck grins at the little whimper Eddie lets out. "And some things we're going to have to be sneaky about when it comes to the firehouse, but I think I got it down."
"Tell me."
"Take your cock out."
"Buck." It's a little breathy, a little ragged, like it's taking all of Eddie's willpower not to roll onto Buck and kiss him senseless. Not that Buck would mind, but he has plans.
"We're starting right now."
Eddie hums. "What's on the list for today?"
"Mutual masturbation."
"Fuck," Eddie groans. "But you're right here. Why do I have to jerk myself off?"
Buck leans over and bites Eddie's neck. "What if I want to watch you?"
"What? You don't want to touch me?"
"Eddie."
HIs hips twitch up. "Okay," Eddie says as he does what Buck tells him to. He slips out of the boxers, Buck's boxers. His cock springs out, flushed and leaking. Buck refrains from sliding down the length of the bed and swallowing it down.
"Now what?"
"Now you're going to touch yourself, just how you like it, while I do the same." Eddie nods and grips himself at the base of his cock. He gives himself a slow stroke, a moan falling from his lips. "Careful," Buck says. "We don't have the house to ourselves." Not today, at least.
Buck props himself up against the headboard so that they're side-to-side. He presses their thighs together, sweat slick between them. His cock pulses as he takes it out of his sweats.
"Fuck," Eddie says, eyes glued to Buck's cock as he strokes his own, movements speeding up. "Can I touch you?"
As much as Buck would love Eddie's big hands around his dick, they need to do this properly. "No." Eddie groans. "I want you to listen to me while we jerk off. You love listening to me, don't you?"
Eddie nods his head. "Love your voice," he moans.
"There are the normal things: blowjobs, fingering, and toys," Buck lists. Eddie's eyes flutter closed as his hands move up and down his cock. "I've always loved phone sex; we can figure out how to do that. Handcuffs—" A full-body shiver racks through Eddie. Buck smirks. "You like that? Imagine that." Buck leans in close, lips brushing against Eddie's ear. "Maybe I'll handcuff you to the headboard and play with your body." Eddie moans. "Or, you can handcuff me and have your way with me. I'd let you do anything, anything to me."
"Then there are different positions we could try. Cowgirl is always a fun one."
"Yeah," Eddie moans. "You like sitting back and watching someone work themselves on your cock."
Buck hums. "I'd love to watch you work yourself on my cock."
Eddie's hips stutter as his rhythm falters. "Fuck." Buck grins as Eddie's thighs shake against his. "Why aren't you touching yourself?" Eddie's voice has that breathy quality it gets when he's close, high-pitched and airy. "Touch yourself, please."
He's helpless when Eddie begs. Buck's head thuds back as he grips himself in a slow stroke. "Shit."
"More," Eddie moans. "What else?"
"There's titty fucking but—" Buck groans. "I don't think that'll work."
"Why not?" Eddie breathes out. "Keep it there. I want to try something out."
"Could replace it with something else. Been dreaming of fucking between your ass," Buck moans, squeezing his eyes shut.
Eddie hums. "Yeah. Want to shoot off right on me. Cover me in your cum." Eddie's hand is a blur on his cock as he chases his high.
"Holy fuck, Eddie." Buck tries to match Eddie's speed but it's too much all too fast. He'd be embarrassed at how quickly he reached his peak if Eddie wasn't looking at him like he wants to swallow him whole.
"Yeah, cum for me, baby." Buck surrenders to the command, pleasure coursing through his body. Cum splatters across his stomach and coats his hand.
"Fuck," Eddie says. Despite the fact it's Buck who came, Eddie's face is blissed out like he's been fucked. Buck reaches over with his cum-covered hand and grips Eddie's dick. Eddie laughs out a moan. "I thought you said we can't touch each other.
"I don't think you realize how hot you look." Buck tangles their fingers together over Eddie's cock and strokes. "Always look so hot. Can't wait till I can properly get my hands on you. When we get the house empty. I'll lay you out and make you scream for me." Eddie's eyes roll back. "Yeah. Bet you'd look so good, baby. And at the firehouse, too. I know I almost got fired last time, but it'll be so worth it. You're always worth it." Buck bites Eddie's ear. He feels Eddie shiver before he clamps a hand over his own mouth and lets out a loud moan.
Cum spills over their joined hands, mixing with Buck's own as Eddie fucks up his hips. "Jesus."
"Just Buck."
Eddie huffs out a laugh. "You need to stop making that joke."
They both sit back against the headboard, hands still dirty and clasped together on top of Eddie's sticky stomach. Their thighs stay pressed together. "Okay," Buck says. "How was that?"
"What?" Eddie's head thuds back against the headboard.
Buck untangles their hands, much to their mutual disappointment. He pulls out a sheet of paper from the stash he keeps in their drawer. "We should right and rank these."
"Oh my god, are you going Clipboard Buck on me?"
"You love Clipboard Buck." He hands Eddie his phone. "Now, look through the list and tell me what you think."
"You're insane. You know that?" But Buck's all too familiar with the look on his face.
Buck cups the back of Eddie's neck and reels him into a soft kiss. "I make you come, though." He savors the laugh Eddie pours into their kiss. Yeah, this'll be fun.