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Buck hadn't even heard the front door open, too focused on his book.
He'd been sitting on Tommy's couch, his long legs folded under him in a bit of an awkward angle, reading about ancient Egypt for the better part of the morning, while Tommy was out for breakfast with an old army buddy he hadn't seen in years.
He only realized his boyfriend was back home early, when his legs were pulled out from under him and positioned on the floor so Tommy could straddle his lap. Before Buck could even get out a greeting, the book was pulled from his hands and carelessly thrown on the coffee table.
“Hey, I was readin...”
That's as far as he got, before Tommy pulled him into a bruising kiss, almost forcing his lips open, pushing his tongue in, making him moan in surprise.
Buck got a feeling the meeting hadn't gone too well but under Tommy's borderline aggressive ministrations his brain went offline for the time being. So, he went with the flow for now, kissing back just as hard, enjoying the way Tommy had started grinding against him.
With Tommy in his lap, his knees digging into the couch on both sides of Buck's hips, one of his huge hands holding onto the backrest beside Buck's head and the other one almost painfully gripping his hair to guide his head however he wanted, Buck was properly pinned into place. He didn't mind at all though, enjoying the way Tommy took what he wanted, what he seemed to be needing in this moment.
Also he maybe, definitely, absolutely had a thing for just how strong, how massive his boyfriend was, his broad frame making Buck outright salivate, and how neither of them needed to be careful with the other one when it came to physical touch.
They had been going at this for a few minutes now, Tommy barely letting them breathe between deep, hungry kisses, rolling his hips, his clothed bulge meeting Buck's already hard and leaking cock. He always got so damn wet, he was sure if Tommy allowed any space between their crotches right now they would see a dark spot forming at the front of his gray sweatpants, not having bothered with underwear after rolling out of bed this morning.
Buck's hands had settled on Tommy's ass, kneading the perfect globes through the fabric of his jeans, trying to pull him impossibly closer in the process.
He wasn't sure where Tommy would want to take this but he was absolutely content to just keep doing this until he came in his pants.
It took another minute or so before Tommy stopped sucking on Buck's tongue like it was the only thing keeping him alive. He leaned back a little, panting hard, his eyes a little glassy, his hands settling on Buck's shoulders, gripping hard.
Buck closed his eyes for a moment, trying to catch his breath, still holding onto Tommy's ass, keeping a slow grinding friction going, feeling so needy already.
Tommy stilled on top of him and Buck heard a soft sigh falling from his lips.
Before he even opened his eyes again, Buck could feel it. There was a warm wetness rapidly spreading across his crotch.
When he opened his eyes the first thing he saw was Tommy's face, his eyes even more unfocused now but his features slowly relaxing. Then looking down, Buck watched Tommy's urine flow between them, darken both of their pants, a steady stream seeping from Tommy's jeans into his sweats, hitting his hard cock, making it twitch.
Tommy was just sitting there, pissing his pants, still holding onto Buck's shoulders, letting go of all kinds of tension in his body. It was incredibly hot, Buck bit his lips at the sight, not moving otherwise, just letting it happen.
It seemed to go on forever. A small puddle forming between their crotches where the soaked through fabric couldn't catch the piss fast enough anymore. It ran down Buck's balls and between his thighs in hot streams, making him moan and leak more precome at how unbelievably hot and messy this was.
Some of Tommy's urine ran down the outside of Buck's legs where Tommy's thick thighs were pressed against him. The couch was absolutely ruined under Buck's ass, the cushion soaked all the way through. He could feel the hot liquid almost enveloping him before seeping into the couch beneath him.
The hissing of Tommy forcefully letting go mixed with Buck's low panting and the squelching sounds of too much wet fabric was a deliciously filthy mixture echoing through the otherwise silent living room. Buck could've almost come just from this.
When the stream of piss finally tapered down the entire upper half of Buck's sweats had turned a dark gray and was clinging to his skin kind of uncomfortably. Tommy's originally light blue jeans didn't look much better, only the outsides of his legs still in their original shade. The smell of fresh urine was strong around them. And Buck loved every bit of it, the absolute filthiness slowly making him lose control.
He tried to get Tommy to start grinding again, desperately needing some friction but Tommy pressed back against the hands on his ass with all his strength, not budging.
“Take off your shirt!”
This was the first thing Tommy had said since returning home and he said it with so much authority it made Buck shiver. He obeyed without a second thought, yanking the offending piece of clothing over his head the second Tommy's hands left his shoulders.
A low groan fell from Tommy's lips before he went right for Buck's pecs, rubbing his fingers through the thick chest hair, tugging lightly and teasing his nipples, making Buck press into the touch.
Once Buck had caught on to how much Tommy liked his body hair he had stopped trimming altogether, his chest and abs now covered in a nice thick fluff of dark hairs, leading downwards to a full coarse bush at the base of his cock. Tommy liked to rub his face in his body hair like a needy cat when they were cuddling, Buck never knew if it was more cute or hot when he did it.
He absolutely understood his boyfriend's obsession though. With the way he went absolutely feral when Tommy let him lick and sniff his hairy arm pits, he was no better. It had been a new discovery for Buck, most of the women he'd been with preferring to be clean shaven and wanting him to be the same. Being with Tommy had truly broadened his horizon in many ways.
Right now, Tommy was nuzzling into his neck, one hand still tangled in Buck's chest hair, their piss wet crotches pressed together. He worked his way up to Buck's ear, nibbling on the lobe for a bit, eliciting a needy whine from him.
“Tell me you gotta go as well!”, he panted at Buck, sounding so desperate.
Good thing Buck usually ignored his body's needs when he was focused on something interesting. He couldn't even remember when he'd been to the bathroom for the last time.
So he nodded quickly, getting even more aroused than he already was at the idea of letting go on the couch as well, “Y-yeah, I could go.”
“Good”, was all Tommy replied, before biting Buck's earlobe one last time. He leaned back again, fiddling with the waistband of Buck's sweatpants.
He pushed them down just enough to get out Buck's hard, dripping cock and tuck them under his balls. After a few lazy strokes that had him mewling and helplessly rocking upwards into the too light touch, Tommy aimed Buck's cock towards his upper body.
“Let go! Piss yourself!”
It took a few seconds for Buck's brain and body to get on board with what was asked of him. He was so turned on by Tommy's strict tone, so different from his usual softness, it was kind of hard to relax.
But once he had his breathing under control, dropping his head on the backrest and closing his eyes, Buck was able to let go. A thin golden trickle flowed from his slit and ran down his abs, while he let out a low moan of relief.
The trickle slowly turned into a proper stream, now hitting higher up his abdomen and chest. Buck opened his eyes again to watch Tommy's fingers play with his piss before it hit his body. One hand was still holding his cock, making sure he soaked all of his body hair, while the other one collected a few drops of urine every once in while, bringing them up to Tommy's mouth, hungrily sucking it off his own fingers. Buck's still pissing cock jumped in Tommy's big hand at the view. He needed to kiss him, needed it right now. Buck surged forward, surprising Tommy, forcing a small yelp from him, when he crashed their lips together and licked the taste of his own piss from his tongue.
Tommy didn't let it go on for long though, pushing Buck back against the couch with ease, and yeah, Buck definitely had a thing for strength.
He immediately went for Buck's pecs again, this time desperately licking at his piss soaked chest hair in broad strokes. His hand let go of Buck's cock, still leaking a little piss, to rub all over his abs, tease his nipples again and even tug at his sweaty pit hair. Tommy was ravenous in a way Buck had never seen him before and it was driving him crazy.
Tommy slid deeper down Buck's body, licking and sucking his way down his wet, hairy abdomen, while inching backwards off his lap.
Once he'd dropped to his knees, Tommy forced Buck's legs apart and nestled his big body in between them. Buck's hands went for Tommy's hair out of instinct, holding but not tugging yet, wanting to see where this went. Tommy groaned at the gesture, continuing his path down Buck's abs and pushing his nose into the wet coarse pubic hair like it was the most delicious thing. When Tommy outright whined into it – a pathetic needy noise Buck had never heard from him – he shoved his boyfriend even deeper into the scent of sweat, musk and their combined piss.
After a while of Tommy still just heavily breathing into his damp bush, Buck couldn't take it anymore. He was so goddamn hard, he needed his boyfriend on his cock right now. So, he took one of his hands out of Tommy's hair to hold his own cock upright and used the other one to yank Tommy's head up slightly, making him whine again. He muffled that noise by forcing Tommy's mouth open and easily feeding him his cock, sighing at finally getting some relief.
Tommy went for it so beautifully, sucking the last drops of piss from his tip before letting himself be pushed down, taking him into his throat. The angle wasn't the best for deepthroating but he took Buck as far down as he could, choking himself willingly. Buck watched his cock disappear between Tommy's hungry lips over and over.
Tommy's eyes were closed, a few tears collecting in his thick lashes, his strong nose pushing into Buck's pubic hair again and again, a bit of saliva and precome collecting on his chin. To Buck, he was the most gorgeous view of all time.
It didn't take long for Buck to get close, everything they had done so far pushing him closer to the edge long before he'd had Tommy's mouth on him.
He pulled even harder on Tommy's hair, starting to fuck his face in earnest, making him choke on his moans around the cock in his throat.
Tommy's hands left Buck's chest hair, he had still been grabbing at the whole time, in favor of unzipping his jeans and pulling out his neglected cock. Buck couldn't really see it from this angle but the fast, rhythmic movement of Tommy's arm told him that he was jerking off furiously, Tommy's other hand holding himself upright by painfully gripping Buck's thick thigh, still clad in uncomfortably wet and sticky sweatpants.
Buck came first, letting out a deep growl as his hips stilled. He pushed Tommy's head as far down his cock as he could go, making him swallow everything he had to give.
After a few deep breaths he loosened his grip on Tommy's hair, letting him come up for air as well. Tommy breathed hard through his nose though, still keeping the tip of Buck's slowly softening cock in his mouth, carefully licking and sucking, making him shiver and whine in overstimulation. And before either of them could fully realize what was happening, a few spurts of piss emerged from Buck's cock again, making Tommy's eyes fly open, look at him with lust dark pupils and suck at his tip even harder again, not letting a single drop escape.
From there it only took a few more seconds for Tommy to go rigid, Buck's cock falling from his lips when he groaned so loud the neighbors across the street probably heard him, his come landing on the hardwood floor beneath the couch where some of their combined piss had already collected.
After his orgasm, Tommy went limp against Buck's legs, laying his head on one of his thighs and just panting for a while.
Buck pet his head, pushing a few sweaty strands of hair from his temple, still trying to even out his own breathing as well.
“Thank you, I needed this. Hope that was okay?”, Tommy asked into the silence between them after a while.
There was the soft and considerate Tommy again Buck loved so much, even though his voice was a little rough from having Buck down his throat mere minutes ago.
Buck couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face.
“It was hot as fuck, don't worry! Are you alright though?”
It took a second for Tommy to answer, his voice low and sounding slightly broken, “he's a homophobe...”
That explained so much. Buck physically perked up at that, ready to go to war with the asshole who had made his boyfriend feel like this, even though it had led to one of his best orgasms.
“Your army buddy? Did he say something after you told him?”
“I didn't even get there. There was a young queer couple at the next table over and he started making disgusted comments. I wanted to say something, wanted to stand up to him but... but...”, Tommy confessed almost on a whisper.
“Hey, it's alright, baby”, Buck shushed him, still petting his head, knowing how hard it sometimes still was for Tommy to stand up to those who had made him feel small all his life, no matter how confident he seemed these days, “let's get out of these wet clothes first and then you can tell me everything while I wash your hair, okay.”
“Okay, thank you”, Tommy whispered into Buck's thigh before he let himself be pulled to his feet.
“And then we're shopping for a new couch because there's no way we'll be able to safe this one. I told you we would ruin furniture with this kink at some point.”
That comment had the desired effect, eliciting a small laugh from Tommy, distracting him for a moment.
Buck gave him a soft peck to the lips and led him to the bathroom for a long hot shower and many more kisses.
Tommy would be okay, Buck would make sure of it.