Buck has been living on his own for years now, running away from his family’s house as soon as he could.
And since then he only lived in appartements, sometimes even shared ones.
And there is a thing he always hated about houses that he was glad to never have to do again : mowing the lawn.
But now, years later as he watches Tommy, shirtless, chest glistening from the sweat from how warm the day is, he gets it.
He gets the suburban mothers who like to ogle gardeners, because this? This is porn. Plain and simple.
The way Tommy’s muscles flex when he pushes the mower, how he rubs his forehead to get rid of the sweat and avoid it in his eyes, how the curls around Tommy’s ears are wet and sticking out, how Tommy wet his lips and focus on his task, the way the sweat shine on his back, his shorts riding so low Buck can almost see the top of his ass and the fact that Tommy is wearing nothing under it definitely helps.
Buck can’t wait for the shower that will come next and he’s never been so glad that Tommy has an Italian shower that could welcome easily three people their size.
Maybe the suburban women were right all along.
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Buck crawls over to a half naked Tommy sleeping silently in the middle of his bed. He begins to tenderly kiss his body. Starting from his hips, his waist, his ribs, his arm, his shoulder, his ear, and then his cheek…
Tommy shifts a bit before waking up. His eyes meet Bucks and almost immediately they both begin to beam at one another. Memories of the night before linger in their minds. What they talked about over dinner. How they were unable to keep their hands off one another and how they struggled to remove each other’s clothes as they stumbled into the darkened bedroom. Buck remembers how it felt to be pressed against Tommy’s skin. Tommy’s clearest memory being how parts of Buck tasted.
“Good morning.” Tommy breathes. His face only inches from Buck’s. He places his palm on his cheek and uses his thumb to trace his birthmark.
“Morning” Buck replies. He grabs Tommy’s hand and presses his lips against his palm. He then inspects Tommy’s face before bombarding him with gentle pecks on the mouth, cheeks, forehead, and nose until making his way back to his mouth.
Tommy laughs before wrapping his arm around Buck’s torso and in an instant, pulls him under him.
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In which Tommy has a thing for Evan's birthmark (18+)
Pairing: Tommy Kinard x Evan Buckley (911)
Word count: 1.2k
Warnings: sexual content, blowjob, cum play, facials, Tommy has a dirty mouth, daddy kink if you squint
A/N: This is my first work in... years!?! And I already have like 5 wip ideas in store. I wanna thank my dear friend Amanda @flannelplanet for a) getting me into the 911 fandom, and b) riling me up to start writing again!! Constructive criticism is always welcome. Hope this isn't half bad.
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The first time it happened was an accident. Or so Tommy told Evan.
“Shit baby, couldn’t control that,” he had lied, panting, leaning onto the kitchen counter with his other hand. As if he couldn’t aim his perfectly thick, straight-shooting cum onto any part of his boyfriend’s body that he wished to paint. As if he wasn’t perfectly crowding over Evan’s head that was caged between his body and the island cabinet. He stood straight and helped Evan to his feet.
“Yeah, yeah,” Evan chuckled. “Good thing I have good reflexes old man.”
Tommy had laughed at the joke, a bit dismissive, and simply washed off most of what had landed on Evan’s eyelid with his thumb, before bringing it to his lips. He allowed the few spurts that had stuck to Evan’s birthmark to dry, the poor boy too cock-drunk to realize he still had something warm on his face. They had proceeded to dinner, and eventually it was washed off in their nightly shower - where Tommy paid Evan back.
Tommy was gifted with the best partner he could have asked for; eager, good with orders, and the only cumslut he had stumbled upon in his years of practice. He made sure to put that to good use as much as possible, and relished in the bliss on Evan’s face whenever his offering touched his plush tongue. He would never have guessed that those little red dots would become his favourite playground.
“That’s good, Evan,” Tommy gasped, “right down that throat. Fuck just like that!” Evan had taken pride in getting his beefy boyfriend to lose all sense of control. From the moment he had felt him literally fold in half when the tip of his cock had hit the constricting ring of his throat, Evan knew he had found his secret weapon. Did he get a dildo to practice that when they had opposing shifts? That’s yet to be clarified.
“Working so well for that cum, huh?” Tommy had both hands on the mattress next to Evan’s shoulders, and was holding an unforgiving thrusting rhythm. He watched as inch by inch his cock expanded Evan’s throat, bobbing his Adam’s apple on its way in from how Evan had his head hanging off the edge of the bed.
“Pathetic little dick over there is drooling for my attention. But it’s about me tonight, right? It’s about what daddy wants.” Tommy managed a dozen more strokes before he pulled out and grabbed Evan’s hair to level up his head. Once more, he proceeded to drench the left side of his face with cum, enough to have it dripping down to his scalp and ear. His grunts mixed deliciously with Evan’s deep gargling breaths.
“Gooood boy,” Tommy praised. “Look at you!” This time, the cum was washed off rather quickly with a warm cloth, Evan’s face being a little too sticky from his efforts to go on doing anything else.
By the third or fourth time, Evan had caught up to what Tommy was really on about. For him, as far as he was concerned, it had simply been a huge kink for the both of them. Feeling Tommy’s cum on any part of his body was reassurance that this was real - warm and comforting, like their hugs. But it had been a while since Tommy had aimed to get every drop in Evan’s mouth and he was getting a bit whiny about it.
“You’re gonna have to explain this to me, babe,” Evan had finally brought up, mid makeout.
“What’s that?” Tommy waited for the answer with his lips on Evan’s throat, sucking purple patches on his sensitive spots.
“I remember you saying I was a good boy for never wasting a single drop, and that you love when I share my snacks.” Evan moaned at the sensations happening all over him, and regretted starting a conversation. He pulled back and looked his boyfriend in the eyes.
“I’m serious, Tommy,” he added.
“Oh, sweet boy. You miss the taste of my cum?” Tommy had a devilish smile across his face, and Evan knew he was in trouble. Good. “Daddy’s got a new… fixation, if you will.”
Evan was pushed from Tommy’s lap to kneel on the floor between his legs. Instinct kicked in and Evan found himself waiting for instructions, his hands lingering patiently on his own thighs with his bottom lip between his teeth. We’re getting there.
“Let me demonstrate”, Tommy said before taking his cock out of his sweatpants, letting the band slip under his balls. He gave Evan a headnod and the boy practically leaped onto him, setting his forearms over his thighs for support.
Hungry for a good filling, Evan pulled onto the laces of the sweatpants and meticulously tied them around Tommy’s balls as a makeshift cockring. Right away, the veins on Tommy’s cock bulged deliciously, and Evan started working on the head.
Evan had come up with a good list of gameplans when it came to sucking Tommy off. He kept them secret, deep in his subconscious and rotated between them, keeping score of every little reaction he pulled out of him. He especially loved running his pointed tongue on the underside of Tommy’s tip, right through his glistening slit. He closed his lips around it, before taking everything he could before gagging.
When Evan was given the task to give Tommy a blowjob with nothing expected in return, he loved to stretch this out for a while; his record, he edged Tommy for over two hours. Ironically, Evan came in his boxers twice that day.
Today though, he had a mission, and that meant he had to be efficient. Soon enough, the legs under his arms were shaking and he had to hold Tommy’s hips down just a bit - he loved when the tip bruised the roof of his mouth because Tommy would make the most elicit sounds.
Tommy nudged Evan’s cheek for him to pull off, and he guided his head so it was laying on his thigh, left side up. He tugged at himself a few more times before rubbing his tip along Evan’s brow bone. Tommy brought his index to his tip - smart bastard - to make sure none of the cum would spray off onto the ground.
“Evan,” he groaned with a shiver and let himself fall into the wave of pleasure, filling the faint cup of Evan’s temple, expertly painting over the precious red spots. “Oh, baby,” he moaned, pulling on the word baby.
He looked down at Evan as he was shivering through his own orgasm, one of his palms rubbing onto the front of his shorts. His chuckle rumbled down his chest and reached his lower stomach, where another urgency was slowly building. That’s not something he wanted to explore with Evan for now.
“Follow me baby,” Tommy whispered as he helped Evan up and guided him to the bathroom. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Evan didn’t argue, feeling his limbs weaken by the second, but he was not going to let go of his reward again.
As they were walking towards the shower, he tilted his head forward, letting the cum run down the bridge of his nose and onto his lips. Tommy paused at the sight, his mouth agape as Evan licked away the thick white liquid. Tommy grabbed his head and licked up the side of his face for the last few drops.
“Fuck, I love you.”
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Kinda different first meeting :
Thinking about how Buck loves to learn things and how much it’s linked to his time with Christopher
And one day Buck is at the Diaz house and Christopher with some of this friends are here for a school project and Buck helps them even without having to do research, because it’s about something he already knew and he explains it to them
And one of the kid tells him how well he explains it compared to their teacher and how Buck should be the one teaching, and Christopher agrees of course and talks about how Buck knows about so many things and teach him about it
And their comments stay in his head. So two weeks later he starts a YouTube channel.
He uses Christopher’s school curriculum to cater his videos to kids his age and to what they learn, he always make them fun and exciting, and after some parents say they too learned from him he decides to also make “adult videos”, they’re just as fun but more random, he goes on tangents from medieval economics to the history of male circumcision
And one day Tommy is just browsing YouTube and sees a video about the history of helicopter use in the US and it’s the first time he sees Buck. He binge watches every videos from him, including the ones for kids.
He turns the notifications on, and just enjoys that handsome man that knows so much about so many things and who’s just as excited talking about the first helicopter flight as he is about slugs’ reproductive system.
A few months after his obsession started, he gets a call from Chimney and suddenly the YouTube guy is in front of him and his smile is actually directed at him, not at his computer.
And when they come back from the capsized boat, while they hang out waiting for everyone to be discharged Tommy just turns to Buck and asks if he learned anything interesting lately and Buck just frowns because he doesn’t really get it at first but then he looks at Tommy and at his vest, where Kinard is written, and his brain remembers the “pilot-Kinard” that always leave nice comment on his videos.
“Well, did you know that…”
And Tommy just listens to it for the few minutes of free time they have together and before they leave he tells Buck how he can’t wait for the video about it and winks at Buck when they finally get to leave the place.
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