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"You think you can pick me up?" Buck asked, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
"Yeah, easily." Tommy crossed him arms, accepting the challenge.
It was supposed to be small talk, about their gyms. They recently started working out together and to be honest, both had been pleasantly surprised at each others' strength. And it ended up escalating to the point where now, they were in each others' face, bragging about their reps and max's. It probably looked like two gymbros comparing their masculinity and that thought pulled a chuckle out of Evan.
"Yeah, yeah, okay. I'm not having this discussion anymore." Tommy huffed and stormed off, before poking his head back in the garage, "I'm making dinner, you hungry?"
"Nope. Last time you almost burned down our kitchen."
"That was because it was an intermediate recipe and I got a bit distracted." Tommy bit back.
"I know babe." Buck pecked him on the lips and made his way to the kitchen.
That conversation woke something up in Tommy. Yeah, he was pretty strong and was able to pick up almost all of his exes but just the idea of Buck's legs wrapped around his waist as he shoved his cock inside him made him really uncomfortable in his pants.
Tommy started to slowly test the waters. Whenever Buck hugged him, he leaned back slightly, forcing Buck to be on his tippy toes. The cracks in his boyfriend's spine and the involuntary moan he let out were just the small rewards. Even in the gym, he started pushing himself a lot more.
It all came to a head when Tommy and Evan were making some time for themselves, their schedules finally lining up. Tommy had already mapped out the entire evening and from the look Evan was giving him, it felt like they were on the same page.
The dinner was ignored and they just ended up furiously making out, pushing and pulling each other towards the bedroom. Their clothes were discarded so that now they were only in their boxers. Tommy gave his boyfriend a once over, appreciating the muscle he recently put on.
Pushing him onto the bed, Tommy slowly pushed Evan's legs up into the air. He removed the underwear blocking his path and licked the rim of his asshole with the tip of his tongue. The full body shiver made him re-double his efforts. He loved the kind of reactions he could pull from Evan.
Evan grabbed his legs so that Tommy could use his fingers alongside his tongue. Licking and soaking the hole with his spit, he slid his finger into Evan, who let out a small whimper.
"Tommy~"
"Yes baby?" Tommy replied cockily. Who wouldn't be, if they had someone like Evan Buckley laid out in front of them like this.
"Come on, I need you in me."
"Okay. Just a second."
Tommy slid another finger besides the one already in, slowly pumping in and out, stretching his boyfriend. Tommy knew how big he was, and obviously, he didn't want to hurt Buck.
Once he was able to pump three fingers in and out without any sign of discomfort from Evan, he removed them and nestled Buck's long legs on his shoulders. He loved folding him in half like this.
Slowly and gently, he pushed into Evan, the heat engulfing him whole. Fucking Evan Buckley was an experience that never got old. Evan's moans were music to his ears and his facial expressions going from uncomfortable to pure bliss were something he wished he could capture on camera.
Kissing the calf on his shoulder, he started moving. Slowly at first but increasing his pace. Evan's voice grew higher pitched with each thrust too. It wasn't long before both of them were sweating and dripping on each other. Evan's legs slid from his shoulders and locked around his waist. As much as he wanted to keep the man folded like that, he knew it wasn't possible considering the main event. Which was now because Tommy didn't think he could last that long.
Tightening his grip on Evan, he heaved him up. Evan flailed around a bit before wrapping himself around Tommy like a koala.
"T-Tommy, what the hell? P-Put me down!" Evan stuttered.
"You don't like it?" Tommy jutted out his bottom lip, batting his eyelashes.
"I mean I-I do but-"
"No buts." Tommy declared as grabbed Evan's plump ass, and slowly grinded his cock into him. Whatever argument Buck had devolved into moans.
Tommy's grip on Buck would for sure leave bruises now, as he started to fuck him hard, skin slapping obscenely. All the while Tommy was whispering absolute filth into Buck's ear.
"You really thought I couldn't do this, huh? I can keep like this for as longs as you like. Or as long as I like. Maybe I can walk all around the house, fucking you in each room. You would like that, right?"
Buck couldn't really speak. He was really busy getting fucked out of his mind. Tommy wanted to walk over to the mirror, maybe show him how hot he looked being bounced on Tommy's cock like this?
Evan's moans grew in volume until he was coming between their bodies. Tommy walked over to the bed, setting his down gently. He was about to pull out when Evan grabbed him.
"You haven't come yet." His face and chest were flushed and he was avoiding Tommy's eyes. He was adorable.
Deciding to give Evan what he wants, he restarted him rhythm as Evan buried his head in Tommy's shoulder, body too sensitive from just coming like a minute ago.
A few thrusts later, Tommy was coming, groaning right in Evan's ear. They collapsed in bed together, breathing heavily.
"I gotta clean up." Evan breathed out.
"Yeah, me too."
They both laid there for another second, catching their breath. Tommy turned his neck towards Buck.
"Told you I could pick you up." He smirked. Buck just rolled his eyes and lightly smacked him in the chest but Tommy was sure he saw a glint in his eyes. He was terrified of finding out what that was.
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"Okay, I regret it now." Tommy chuckled, flailing before grabbing onto Buck's arm for support.
"I told you to wear better shoes!" Buck couldn't help but laugh, supporting his idiot of a boyfriend who had refused to wear hiking boots despite it raining. 'It's probably all dry by now, Evan' he had said very confidently and now he was having several near death experience in a row. Call him crazy but Buck would rather have his boyfriend intact, thank you very much.
"Okay, enough." He shook his arm free and knelt in front of his boyfriend.
"Ooh Evan, are you gonna carry me down the mountain?" Tommy joked.
"Yes, now get on." Buck was absolutely, completely serious. It took Tommy some time to figure that out.
"Baby, I get that you want to show off but I can walk."
"I know you can, but you know what I want? To not scrap my boyfriend off the road. Come on now." He waved his hands, beckoning Tommy to just climb on. Tommy, while not wanting to hurt the man, gave in. He figured that Evan would just get tired after a while and then they could go back to carefully making sure that Tommy doesn't fall and break his hip or something.
To his surprise, Evan carried him all the way down, without any sort of complains or rest. Granted they had made most of the way down but the amount he had carried him was nothing to scoff at. Looking at Evan's sweaty neck, wrapping his legs around his thick waist. Oh my, it may have awakened something in Tommy. But would he ever say it out loud? Never. It was too embarrassing.
"See? Told ya." Evan playfully flexed his arm and Tommy could've sworn he heard the shirt rip.
"Yeah, yeah." Tommy brushed it off, walking before he popped a boner from staring at his magnificent, incredibly hot boyfriend.
After that day, he often found himself fantasizing about Evan fucking him in the air. Sure he had done it to Evan, but that was because he was always expected to do so. Big strong firefighter with big strong muscles. Why wouldn't he use them in bed?
Evan walking of the shower, the steam following him snapped him out of his thoughts, which were only fantasies at this point. The towel hung deliciously low on his hips, his curls were wet and the water trails that Tommy wanted to lick off. One. By. One.
He collapsed next to Tommy, still wet and steaming.
"What are you reading?" He asked, leaning his head back on his arm.
"Um sorry, what?" Yup, Tommy was totally listening.
"The book?" He raised an eyebrow, pointing at the novel in his hand, forgotten.
"Oh, it's nothing." He threw it on to the nightstand, pulling of his glasses as well.
"Tommy, are you okay?" Evan's voice was filled with concern.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I promise. It's just I haven't eaten anything yet." He wiggled his eyebrows.
The devilish grin and the darkening of his eyes made Tommy's heart pound with excitement and anticipation.
Evan lunged at Tommy, pressing their lips together and forcing his tongue inside Tommy's mouth. He moaned in surprise but reciprocated eagerly. They made out for a few seconds before Evan ripped off his underwear, sliding down his body, lower than his dick and ending up at his entrance.
He winked slyly and dug in. To say that Evan's mouth was talented, was an understatement. A disrespect even, to skills that man had. Tommy was glad that he was Buck's first (and last) because had he got more practice, he would killed Tommy with just an orgasm. He had that frequency of tongue to fingers down perfectly. The small brushes against his prostate ripped small whimpers and moans from him. And every once in a while, Evan pulled of to play with his balls. All in all, holy shit.
"So, how do you want it, baby?" Evan was grinning at him, satisfied with the expressions he pulled from Tommy.
Tommy was about to tell him to pick him up but he chickened out at the last moment.
"I wanna ride you." He said, sheepishly. Evan narrowed his eyes at him but obliged, leaning back against the head board of the bed.
Tommy crawled onto Evan's lap, planting his hands on the man's thick thighs. He needed to mentally prepare himself because he'd never taken a dick as big or as thick as Evan's. Firehose, as it turns out, was not an over exaggeration. Evan gently kneaded his ass cheeks, muttering praise and encouragement.
Taking a deep breath, Tommy lifted himself up and slowly started sinking down on Evan's dick. His back was turned but he could imagine the expression, steely yet comforting. It felt like an eternity but with a little coaxing from Evan, his entire massive length was inside Tommy.
Moving up and down burned Tommy's legs, sure, but it was nothing compared to Evan. Whenever Tommy was like this, Evan always used his arms, almost picking up Tommy. Tommy thought this should satisfy him for now. It wasn't until Evan leaned forwards, grabbing Tommy by the back of his thighs until he realised what he was missing. His legs were raised, his entire bodyweight was currently on Buck and the most he could do was either grab on to Evan or jack himself off. With the speed and power with which Evan was railing him, he really had no choice.
"What do you think about me returning the favor, huh Tommy?" Evan whispered in his ear and before Tommy could realise what was going on, he was in the air. Legit, legs hanging, only support is Evan kind of in the air. How was this even possible?
"E-Evan. I-I'll fall." He tried to argue, but the mental image of Evan fucking him like this was too much. His moans overtook his arguments really quick.
"Baby, trust me." Evan increased the speed of his thrusts, making Tommy's legs flail around. "What were you saying the last time? That you'd fuck me moving around the house? How have the tables turned?"
One of Tommy's arms were wrapped around Evan's neck and one around his forearms which were dropping him onto the cock. Tommy could almost feel himself getting close.
"Wait, let me show you something." Evan started walking, as if the massive firefighter in his arms was nothing but a simple sack of potatoes. Tommy was confused as to where they were going and busy catching his breath after being fucked when he realised where they were.
He was currently staring himself in the eyes as Buck had ended up moving them right in front of the mirror. His eyes zeroed in on Evan's arms, veiny with exertion but showing no sign of stopping. His dick was bobbing lewdly, making Tommy blush even harder.
"Uhh, Evan. I'm-" Evan turned around and dropped him onto the bed, face first. Tommy arched his back as Evan entered him once more and started railing him within an inch of his life. His eyes started rolling into the back of his head and his tongue lolled out. Evan's heavy grunts and moans filled the room and they aroused Tommy just as much. Each thrust targeted his prostate with brutal precision and Tommy had no choice but to come.
Evan laid his entire body on top of Tommy, grinding in and out until he finally came with a growl in his ear. Even after doing all the work, Tommy was panting harder that Evan.
"Did you like it?" Evan breathed out as he collapsed next to Tommy. Tommy tried to affirm but all he could mumble out was a 'Yeh'. Evan clearly got what he was saying and chuckled, "I'll take that as a yes."
Tommy probably won't be feeling his legs for a while, all thanks to man next to him who looked like he could go a few more rounds. He shouldn't have underestimated Evan.