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It takes approximately twelve minutes and three seconds before Eddie finds a remote, hidden place to park the car, get Buck out of it and into the truck bed. Eddie takes off his blazer, the black one he had to get tailored specifically for the event, and he doesn't even bother telling Buck to settle into it. He simply puts a hand over the back of Buck's neck, guiding him so he can lie down on his chest. "You've been driving me crazy all night," he says, taking Buck's own blazer and folding it so he can use it as a DIY pillow for his boyfriend. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Me?" Buck gasps, his left cheek warm against the soft fabric under him. "Eddie, look at yourself."
He shakes his head, unable to stop what he's doing. Eddie pushes him even further into the floor of the truck bed, his hand wide open in the middle of Buck's shoulder blades. His boyfriend looks so good like this, lying flat under him with the moonlight. "You flirted all night," he says, his other hand grabbing his own cock over the fabric of his pants. "And you let everyone flirt with you, like a fucking slut. Like you're not taken," he says through his teeth, feeling his dick hard and aching between his legs. He straddles Buck from behind, sitting on the back of his thighs. Letting go of Buck's back, Eddie reaches for his own tie, which he quickly undoes. "Maybe you need a reminder."
Over his shoulder, Buck's eyes shutter with pleasure already before he speaks. "You're gonna put a ring on it?"
Eddie can't help but feel crazy. His eyes go wild, and he gets the urge to lean forward and do something crazy, like bite Buck or lick his entire face. They've been dating for two years now and have surprised everyone in their lives, literally, by not already being married. At first, it was just a complicated idea for Eddie, considering how his first marriage went and ended, but two years in, his feelings about it were much different. Which is something Buck knows. Which is probably why he's saying this with a smirk on his face.
"I'm gonna fuck you till you're shaking," Eddie whispers, taking his black tie, Buck's wrists and wrapping the soft fabric over them, tying them up together. Then, he leans down and plasters his entire body against Buck's. His cock, still kept hidden in the confines of his pants, settles against the curve of Buck's ass while his belly and chest cover Buck's back. "And we'll talk about that ring when we're done," he whispers against Buck's left ear. Eddie can't hold the smile that comes from feeling Buck shivering under him at the promise.
He does take the proper time to grind his cock against Buck's ass, and only after a few thrusts does he realize something. Eddie freezes above Buck, a smile growing on his mouth as he brings his lips close to his ear again. "You've got to be kidding me," he whispers.
Buck shivers under him again, looking over his shoulder. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Eddie shakes his head, his smile reaching from one ear to the other. He sits back, pulling his entire weight on Buck's legs and pinning him down. He reaches for Buck's neck, hums with approval as he sees him arching, or at least trying, his back as if to push into the touch. Eddie takes the tie off of Buck's neck, all without forgetting to let his fingers brush over his boyfriend's neck. "Open," he says under his breath.
Buck opens his mouth without a second thought, and Eddie shoves his tie inside and then ties it around his head. Then, Eddie lifts himself, unbuckles his pants and pulls his cock out. He can feel Buck's eyes on him, and he does his best to pretend not to hear the moans through the fabric of Buck's tie. "Ass up," he says, moving down Buck's body again just to give him enough space to move too.
His cock is hard, the tip already red with beads of pre-cum leaking. He doesn't touch it, letting it hang between his legs as he begins to take down Buck's pants and underwear down his legs. Eddie makes sure the blazer under Buck is placed just right where his cock will be. He'd rather his boyfriend not actually hump the bed of the truck. It's a rental, after all.
When Eddie sees the plug, the silver thing with a flower and a smooth end, he almost weeps. They haven't had sex in a week, which doesn't sound like that much to most people, but for them, it is. It's an alarmingly low number. They usually don't go three days without at least getting one, if not both of them, off. But they were asked to attend this gala in San Francisco for the fire department, and they had to get everything ready with both Christopher and Theo before actually driving down from LA to SF.
He had high hopes for tonight and the hotel room waiting for them to come back from their event. He thought about it all night, thought about taking his sweet time sucking, licking and stroking Buck's cock in the huge king bed. He thought about eating out and rimming Buck's ass in the big walk-in shower. Eddie thought about bringing Buck to their room balcony, sitting him down on the couch, and maybe riding him until the sunrise.
But fucking him all tied up under the moonlight is a really, really good compromise.
Eddie's fingers tease, circling the rim of Buck's asshole as he keeps his cheeks apart with his other hand. He pushes the toy in, then gently tugs at it without ever actually taking it out. Buck's moaning, eyes closed, and his mouth all wet and drooling into his tie. Eddie can feel Buck grinding under him, probably trying to relieve himself as much as he can. Eddie won't have it like that.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," Eddie says, finally taking Buck's plug out of him and immediately replacing it with his thumb. He knows how much Buck hates being empty in situations like these. "You gonna take it like a good boy?"
Through his gag, Buck moans out a yes, all while nodding his head over and over again, wiggling his ass at the same time. Eddie moves his thumb in and then out, while he reaches for the wallet in the pocket of his pants. He takes out the lube he hid in there, tears it with his teeth and pours it all over himself and Buck's hole. Then, without wasting any more time, Eddie guides his cock into Buck.
They moan at the same time, Eddie's eyes closing with pleasure as the warmth and tightness of his boyfriend's body welcomes him. Now that his hands are free, he can grab onto Buck's hips and fuck him properly. His cock looks like a beast, aching and pulsing as it goes deeper and deeper into Buck. Every few thrusts, Eddie pulls out and taps the tip of his cock against Buck's hole, pleasure spreading through him as he sees it gaping more and more. "You take cock so well," Eddie says, moving his hands all over his own chest, playing with his own nipples before he takes his cock back in hand and guides it inside Buck. He grabs his waist, digs his fingers into the skin and prays that they leave marks behind.
Buck's own hands are still tied in his back, and Eddie can see his fingers flexing as if he's trying to grab onto something. Eddie knows what it is, and he gives his boyfriend his hand to hold. As soon as their fingers intertwine, or maybe it's because of the deep thrust Eddie gives, Buck moans louder than before. "Fuck!" Buck says, muffled. Eddie doesn't warn him, but he already knows what his reaction will be, and he smiles as he raises a hand and brings it quickly to Buck's left cheek. He slaps him, continues to fuck his cock into him at the same time, and continues to slap his palm against Buck's asscheeks until they turn a light shade of pink.
Eddie fastens his thrusts, leaning over and holding himself up with his free hand on the back of Buck's neck. His hips move quicker now, and he can tell the new position finally hits Buck's prostate from the way his hole clenches around him and his boyfriend starts to cry under him. "Yeah," Eddie grunts, feeling beads of sweat dripping down his spine. "Yeah, take my cock. Good boy."
He leans away and slaps Buck's ass again. Both cheeks are still pink, and quickly they'll turn a nice shade of red if Eddie has it his way. Each slap is followed by a yelping sound out of his boyfriend's mouth, muffled through the fabric of Buck's tie that is now completely soaking wet. Eddie slaps him, then grabs Buck's wrists, and it's like he already knows what is expected of him, and he opens his hands, palms up, for Eddie to hit them too. If they were back home, or at the very least in a proper bed, Eddie would be able to see the cum leaking out of Buck's dick each time he slapped and fucked into him. For now, the simple thought of knowing his blazer under him is ruined is enough for Eddie.
When Buck's lower body is mostly turned into a shade of cherry, Eddie slows down until he eventually stops moving altogether, his cock still nestled deep inside of him. Buck's lying down, his face covered in drool, sweat and tears, but he looks blissed out. His eyes are closed, his nostrils flaring. Eddie leans over and drops a kiss on his left shoulder, then another one right behind Buck's ear. He's no longer thrusting, barely doing anything that could be considered fucking anymore, but he can feel Buck shaking underneath. It doesn't really matter to his boyfriend; the simple act of having a cock inside of him seems to be enough. It might be why Buck sometimes sneaks under the bed covers, late at night when they should be watching their movie before bed, and just takes Eddie's cock into his mouth until one of them falls asleep.
Eddie is a very happy man. "I love you," he whispers in Buck's ear. The sweet words pull a cry out of him, and Eddie knows that if he didn't have a gag in his mouth right now, Buck would be begging for a kiss. Eddie makes a compromise and kisses him on the cheek, the closest to his mouth possible. "Turn around and show me your cock," he says, gently taking his cock out and trying his damnest not to feel too sad over the loss of warmth.
It's a useless request; Buck is too far gone to be doing anything like moving his body and turning around. Eddie rolls his eyes affectionately, his hands on Buck's waist as he moves him around like a stringless muppet. Buck follows so easily.
His boyfriend's cock is big. It's big and covered with pre-cum from its tip to its balls. It's big and aching, and hasn't been touched since they started fucking, and it is quite literally calling for Eddie to do something about it.
So, Eddie does the next best thing that comes after sucking it, and he slaps Buck's cock with his hand. Now on his back and with much more freedom of movement, the slaps make Buck arch and throw his head back, all while screaming into the messed-up fabric in his mouth. This tie will never be used again; there's no doubt here.
Buck's chest is the next victim. Eddie grabs his pecs, or more like his tits, and plays with them with both hands. His thumbs are circling Buck's nipples until they both turn red and puffy. With his dick back inside of Buck, Eddie has now the best view possible; his cock sliding in and out of his boyfriend's hole, Buck's unattended cock throbbing against his lower belly. And Buck's chest, his tattoos and hair all over, the fat of his stomach that folds when Eddie raises Buck's legs up and pushes his knees against his chest.
When he's done playing with his boyfriend's nipples, Eddie starts to slap them with his hands. One slap, two slaps, and three slaps later, Buck's pectorals are the same shade as his asscheeks. Buck's eyes are barely open, but they are still firmly set on Eddie. "Don't look away," Eddie says unnecessarily.
Eventually, the tell-tale signs of Buck's orgasm begin to show, and Eddie feels a thrill of excitement just by noticing it. "Oh, good boy," Eddie whispers, this time looking down at Buck's cock. Just to help, simply because he loves Buck, Eddie continues to thrust into Buck while taking him in his hand. His cock begins to spurt cum in thick white ribbons, covering Buck's stomach and chest, all the way to his neck even. His own orgasm follows quickly after, spilling inside and falling forwards. Eddie drops his entire body weight on Buck, a series of cries and moans coming out of his mouth without his control. It's Eddie's turn to shake.
He feels Buck wiggling under him, and in the back of his mind, Eddie knows that he's untying the tie around his wrists. With hands he himself doesn't even feel now that the main action is over, Eddie reaches up to help him take off the gag in his mouth. Buck's arms are suddenly around him, holding Eddie against him, and their mouth eventually find each other.
Eddie is still deep inside of Buck, but neither of them seems to want him to pull out. They kiss, tongues dancing until their jaws start to hurt. When they pull apart, Eddie's strength has come back, and he lifts himself just enough to look at him properly. They share a smile, and Eddie's eyes wander down to his boyfriend's chest. He grabs one of his pecs and brings the nipple to his mouth, a gasp escaping Buck's mouth at the same time. Eddie's tongue swirls around the nipple, and Buck's hand eventually grabs Eddie by the back of his head. "Eddie," he rasps, trying to pull him away, but Eddie holds on to him firmly with his teeth, biting around the sensitive skin. Buck goes full-on screaming this time, throwing his head back. "Ed!"
"Sorry," he says, his breath warm against the hurt nipple as he finally lets him go. Eddie's face is still only a few inches away from Buck's chest, and he lets his hand wander up and down his ribcage. Buck's skin is so pretty, all sweaty and red all over. He leans down and drops kisses here and there, sometimes lingering in certain spots where he gently sucks in what will be hickeys. "Sorry," Eddie says again. "My pretty boy." he kisses him again, this time closer to his belly button.
Buck sighs, content. "I love you."
He takes Buck's flaccid cock with gentle fingers, shushing the whine that leaves his boyfriend's mouth as soon as he touches him. "Shush," Eddie says, speaking directly against the length of Buck's dick. "You love me," he says, pulling his tongue out and licking the cum off of him.
Eddie cleans him up with kitten-like licks, all while Buck whines and moans under him. By the time he's done with it, Buck's cock is fully hard again, and Eddie's got a knowing smirk on his face. He lets go of him and moves back up Buck's body until they are face to face.
"Don't leave me hanging," Buck begs, leaning up so they can kiss, but Eddie doesn't kiss him right away. "Eddie," Buck cries out, Ed-Eddie, please."
"Breathe," Eddie says, grabbing Buck by the jaw and tilting his head back just enough so breathing is easier. "Deep. In, out." Buck does as he's told, his eyes still set on Eddie's face as he takes a deep breath and then lets out a long exhale right after. "Good." Eddie says. "I'm not making you cum again," he says, and Buck whines instantly with a frown. Eddie's fingers tighten lightly around Buck's jaw, and he shakes his head. "No. You wait till we're back to the hotel, or you hump the air."
Eddie can see the hesitation on his boyfriend's face. He can tell that Buck is actually considering his options here. It should be an easy choice; go back to the hotel and have sex in the comfortable, king-size bed. But when it comes to Buck, it's always a little more complicated, isn't it?
The thing to know is that Buck can and will cum untouched if you let him. With enough encouragement from Eddie, Buck can cum with little to no direct stimulation on his dick. So, if he chose to, he could get on his knees and hump the air and orgasm, or he could stay on his back like he currently is, keep Eddie close on his chest and simply think hard enough about orgasm, and he'd cum.
But why would he do that, when he can actually go back to his hotel with Eddie, lie down on their bed and let him do even more filthy things to him.
Buck shakes his head once, and Eddie loosens his grasp on his jaw. "No," he croaks out. "N-No. I wanna go back to the hotel."
"Yeah?"
"The bed," Buck says. "You can fuck in the bed again."
"You want me to fuck you again?" Eddie looks down, lets his hand travel from Buck's neck to his belly, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. "You're not tired? You sat down all night with a plug up your ass. You just got fucked. You want more?"
Buck nods his head over and over again, whispering yes after every question Eddie asks. He looks so beautiful, his plump lips all wet and red from the kissing and biting, his cheeks with the tears and the remains of the sweat. Eddie brings his hand back up, cradling his face and brushing his thumb under Buck's eye. "My baby," he says under his breath. Eddie then leans over and kisses him right over his birthmark. "My baby, who's gonna let me do whatever I want to him, mmh?"
"Yes," Buck breathes out, closing his eyes. "Anything you want."
Eddie smiles again. "Good boy."