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"Why would you need to be on PrEP?" Robby asked slowly, suddenly feeling like he was floating outside his body, watching this scene from a distance.
Jack looked at him obviously. "'Cause I'm planning on getting railed and it's the responsible thing to do," he said, like this should be no surprise at all rather than Jack coming out to him. At Robby's silence, Jack narrowed his eyes. "Got a problem with that?"
Robby blinked, slamming back into his body, aware of his elevated heart rate, the sweat prickling along his lower back and at the backs of his knees, making his dress slacks clammy. "Nope," he said, because he didn't. He didn't.
He just...hadn't known, that was all.
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“Were you, uh, dreaming just now?”
Eddie clears his throat.
“Yeah,” he lies, because what is he supposed to say? The truth? He pushes himself up, still keeping himself angled away, scrubbing his palm down his face. “Yeah, I think I was.”
At the very least, it isn’t broad daylight, so his cheeks won’t betray how goddamn hot his face is. He looks over at Buck; the dashboard of the Jeep and the moon in the sky cast a soft glow on his features.
With a sidelong look, a sly little smile pulls at Buck’s lips. “Sounded like it mighta been a good one,” he teases, wagging his eyebrows.
Halfway through their drive from El Paso to LA, Buck gives Eddie permission to let go.
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“And that’s what you want?
Buck meets his gaze again, steady. “I want sex to feel good. And this just makes me more sensitive to—heh—well, everything.”
“Sensitive?” Eddie asks, mouth suddenly dry. “How sens—sorry. Uh. Sensitive, how?”
Buck waxes his asshole. Eddie has a best-friend level of curiosity about that.
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07 Jun 2026
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Buck turns to face Eddie. She looks her up and down before saying, "You've never squirted," in a voice that's curled up at the edges, tinged with disbelief. "Nobody's ever made you squirt."
Made floods Eddie's brain with dangerous images: Buck shoving her thighs apart, Buck holding her hips down, Buck using her fingers and tongue to make her writhe and shake. Buck, her beautiful face buried in Eddie's cunt, refusing to stop until Eddie comes all over her.
Shivering, Eddie says, "No." She absolutely does not squeeze her legs together. "I'm guessing you…"
"Oh, yeah. Definitely." A smug grin lights up Buck's face. "Where do you think 'Firehose' came from?"
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(Or, Buck "Firehose' Buckley teaches her bestie how to squirt)
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"Is it possible Robby thinks you and I had a torrid affair?" Walsh asked later, leaning against the counter next to him.
"Torrid?" he echoed, in disbelief.
"Any affair with me would be torrid, obviously."
Jack made a face at that horrific thought. "I have never implied to Robby that we had an affair, torrid or otherwise, because I don't hate myself."
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19 May 2026