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It was just supposed to be one kiss, meaningless. Buck was comfortable with his sexuality, Eddie was questioning. So naturally, Eddie wants to know what it's like to kiss a man and asks Buck. But that's all it was supposed to be. And it's all meaningless, right? Just one time?
Yeah. Until Eddie wants to do it again, and again, until he wants, no, needs more.
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29 Jun 2026
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Evan Buckley is Eddie Diaz's best friend.
In 2026 that is.
In 2035, Evan Buckley is Eddie Diaz's Husband.
So what happens when they swap places, and 2026 Eddie wakes up in 2035 Eddie's body? and what if 2035 Eddie was tied up and gagged, mid-way through getting fucked by his husband?
...and what if his husband knew the swap was coming all along?
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- Part 1 of Buddie Body Swap
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28 Jun 2026
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Stiles has been secretly fucking his Coach for months. When he confesses his fantasy of seeing Eddie’s huge ass completely shaved, the masculine Coach surprisingly agrees. One smooth pink hole later, and Coach Diaz finds himself riding his student’s huge cock, begging to be bred and filled like the perfect cum slut he’s becoming.
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26 Jun 2026
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Just then, the dvd finished reading, and the screen clicked on as it began playing.
And it was definitely not the opening scene for Bruce Almighty.
It was Eddie's bedroom, actually.
And Buck was there.
"—bootlegs...?" Eddie trailed off, his eyes glued to the screen. "I don't think this is—"
"Eddie, please tell me you didn't get this out of the lockbox." Buck said in a hurry, turning to face Eddie on the couch.
Okay. So Eddie may have messed up. But in his defense, it was labeled as movies. Sitting among nothing but other, normal movies. How was he supposed to know it wasn't just a movie??
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Eddie accidentally stumbles across Buck's sex tape collection, and discovers a few interesting things about his best friend.
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26 Jun 2026
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"I need you to fuck me."
The blunt words hit Buck like a physical blow. His cock twitched in his jeans, interested before his brain could fully process what Eddie had just said.
"Jesus Christ," Buck breathed, his hand tightening on his beer bottle. "You can't just—Eddie, you're drunk."
"Not that drunk." Eddie leaned forward, elbows on his knees, hands clasped together. "I've been thinking about this for weeks. Months, maybe. I see you and I—" He broke off, a muscle jumping in his jaw. "I need to know. And I trust you. So please."
"You've been checking me out," Buck said slowly, watching Eddie's face. A flush crept up Eddie's neck, confirming what Buck had suspected."
"You weren't." Eddie's voice was rough. "So will you? Will you help me figure this out?"
Buck's cock was definitely on board with this plan, already half-hard in his jeans. But he needed to be sure—needed Eddie to be sure. And he needed Eddie out of his own head, because he could see the wheels turning behind those dark eyes, Eddie trying to analyse and control something that couldn't be controlled.
"Yeah," Buck said finally, setting his beer down. "Yeah, I'll help you. But we're doing this my way."
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26 Jun 2026

