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Eddie huffed out a laugh. "I appreciate the concern, but I think I'd be able to handle myself against Craig, the fifty-four year old business rep who smells like ham." He said, taking a big bite of his cookie.
Hen chuckled, shaking her head. "No, I just mean, like—the Uber thing as a whole, I guess. With that ass, you could've just slapped on a pair of panties and took a couple pictures, and boom, you'd make five hundred in, I don't know, probably an hour?"
Eddie choked on his snickerdoodle.
Huh??
"Hmfp??" Eddie tried to speak through the mouthful of crumbs he had, though with the way his eyes had widened, staring at Hen as he sat stock-still, it was clear she had taken him off guard.
And she really, really had. Panties? What was she even suggesting?
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Buck walks into Eddie trying on panties for the first time. They both act normal about it.
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13 Jun 2026
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"You, uh, you ever heard of—of a prostate massage?" Buck asked. He had his hand resting on Eddie's shoulder now, with Eddie still holding onto his wrist.
Eddie huffed out a laugh best he could. "Don't tell me you learned that in, uh, in Peru." He said, trying to keep his voice light and joking as if it would dispell the tense air lighting up the room. As if it could hide the way he felt himself twitch in his briefs hearing Buck say prostate massage.
Buck smiled, not quite laughing as he replied. "No, that one is from other sources." He said. "Really good for stress relief, though. Tried and true."
Eddie shifted underneath Buck, feeling the stiff flagpole tucked away in his pants. He was leaking steadily now, the front of his underwear damp and sticking to him uncomfortably. He let go of Buck's wrist, bringing his hands up to sit underneath his head while he arched his back ever-so-slightly up towards Buck.
"If you think it'll help." He says, hoarse and much more sultry than he meant.
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the platonic prostate massage fic
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11 Jun 2026
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“I think I need a trial run,” Eddie declared. The thought had suddenly occurred to him. It was a perfect plan. He was a genius.
Buck quirked an eyebrow. “A-a trial run? What does that even mean?”
“Well, I know nothing about sex with men. I was passable with women, but that was really a ‘close my eyes and hope for the best’ scenario. I want someone I’m comfortable with for my first time. So I guess I’m asking if you will help me. Be my teacher. My sexual Yoda.”
Buck nearly choked on his tongue. He made several attempts at speech before giving up and staring at Eddie blankly.
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Or: Buck teaches Eddie about gay sex.
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09 Jun 2026
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“He spent my whole life drilling into me that I had to be hard. Strong. Untouchable. No softness. No affection. Every time I reached for it, he tore me down. Called me weak. Pathetic. Wrong. And I thought I buried that when I left home. I thought I left him behind. But he’s still here.” Eddie taps his temple with trembling fingers, breath catching in his chest. “He’s still in my head. And every time someone notices us, every time there’s even a hint of attention, I hear him again, telling me I’m not allowed to want.”
“But I do want. God, Buck, I want you so much it terrifies me. I want to touch you all the time. I feel this need in me, it’s bottomless. Like a pit I can’t fill, no matter what I do. And it scares the hell out of me, because if I open it all the way, if I let it out, I don’t know if it will ever be enough. And I’m terrified you’ll drown in it. That I’ll smother you. That you’ll get overwhelmed and leave.”
or, Eddie Diaz has never let himself be needy, not once in his life. But loving Buck makes him ache for touch in ways he can’t admit, until pulling away nearly breaks them both.
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29 May 2026
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Is Buck attracted to him? Or is this some fluke?
He prays it’s the first thing, approaching the door to the stall and knocking on it.
“Can I come in?”
A pause. All Eddie can hear is his restless heart.
“C-come in?” Buck echoes, stuttering. His feet shuffle.
“Yeah,” says Eddie. “I could help you.”
It must be those tequila shots. Maybe they were spiked, because Eddie’s lost his mind.
Buck doesn’t make a noise for so long that panic bubbles in Eddie’s chest, making him all hot and sweaty for more than one reason. He starts stepping away from the door, trying to make sense of how he could come back from implying what he did without ruining their friendship.
But, turns out, Buck’s on board with ruining said friendship.
For, just as Eddie’s about to leave the bathroom, he hears the clink of a door unlocking.
____OR Buck wants to party with Eddie and ends up partying…Well, erm, hard.
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26 May 2026