It was supposed to be a power play. Buck had been reading up on ways to play into the power dynamic. Hopefully Tommy would feel vulnerable when he was naked. He had every reason to be confident in his body, but he was shy about almost everything, so hopefully he wouldn't be.

Tommy looked up at him, eyes searching. He closed his eyes, as Buck dragged the side of his hand over Tommy's eyebrows, up over his forehead, and back through his hair.

”On your feet.”

He could feel the reluctance, when Tommy pulled his hands away. He made a little noise as he got to his feet. Buck watched him take off his overshirt, his t-shirt, jeans, underwear, and socks. He didn't fold them, but left them in a neat pile on the dining table.

Tommy's body really was incredibly impressive. The shape of him was so undeniably powerful. He'd offered to carry Buck, and Buck didn't doubt that he could.

Buck didn't have much of an opinion on the penis situation. It was a nice dick, definitely one of the better looking ones. It fit well in his hand. And as much as he loved women, it was pretty great having Tommy's arousal be so obvious.

Being eye level with Tommy felt … weird. It wasn't a scheme or an order, but merely a thought when he said, ”You look better on your knees.”

Tommy obeyed all the same.

Buck grinned. That was never getting old.

He walked around, to stand behind Tommy. He pressed his thighs to Tommy's back, and tucked his feet tightly against the outside of Tommy's legs. ”So,” he said, dragging his fingers through Tommy's hair, ”here's what I'm thinking. I'm going to fuck you, and you're going to show me all the pretty little noises you can make. How's that sound?” Tommy tipped his head back. His pupils were already blown. ”Yeah? Sound good?”

Tommy's throat clicked as he swallowed. ”Uh-huh,” he nodded.

Buck stepped back slow, so Tommy had a chance to catch himself, instead of going sprawling. He kept walking backwards, toward the stairs. ”I know you wanna help me, but I'm gonna get up there all by myself, and you're gonna be super impressed.”

Tommy smiled.

It would be just his luck to fall and break his neck, so Buck took his time, going up the steps slowly, hand firmly on the handrail. At the top, he turned carefully, still holding on, just to be safe, and beamed at Tommy. ”Get up here.”

Tommy bounded up the stairs, with no regard for his own safety. They were grinning at each other, probably both holding back half a dozen jokes.

Buck went to the foot of the bed and said, ”Hands and knees.”

As he watched Tommy climb onto the bed and get into position, he thought, gonna hit it from the back. Tommy didn't seem to appreciate all his jokes equally, so he kept that one to himself.

Buck got up on the bed behind him, and kneeled between Tommy's legs, using his own to push them a little further apart. Then he leaned over Tommy's body, wanting to know what it felt like to have a back as broad as Tommy's pressed to his chest, but without the distraction of sex taking away from it. He couldn't help but smile into Tommy's shoulder. If he lifted his arms and legs, Tommy wouldn't go anywhere. He probably wouldn't even grunt at the extra weight.

Jee-Yun had a horse phase. Maybe if they moved the dining table, Tommy would be down for playing horse on the rug. He touched Tommy's sides, and dug his fingers into the dip of his waist, where the imaginary saddle would be. Tommy would make a great horse.

”Don't mind me,” he muttered. ”Just checking out the goods.”

Tommy snorted a little.

”Have you ever been in a fight you didn't win?”

Tommy turned his head, but didn't look him in the face. ”Plenty.”

”You like to lose?” Buck teased. ”Kinky.” He wrapped his arms around Tommy's middle, just for the thrill of it, to feel Tommy take his weight. As expected, Tommy didn't bat an eye. ”You'd let me do anything, wouldn't you?” he said into the back of Tommy's shoulder.

”Probably,” Tommy muttered.

Mindlessly, he kissed Tommy's back, and sat up. It was going to be a little constrictive, but he planned on keeping his clothes on. Hopefully Tommy would feel his clothes and be reminded he was the only naked one.

He tapped Tommy's thigh and pointed. ”Hand them to me?” Tommy grabbed the lube and condoms off the bedside table and handed them back. Buck opened a condom and gave it to Tommy, before stuffing the rest of them into his pocket. ”We're doing this again.” He needed both hands to do it, so Tommy got up on his knees to roll the condom onto himself, before getting down on all fours again.

As much progress as he was making, Buck suspected he'd still be tired after they were done, so if he could keep his sheets somewhat clean, he was going to.

He squirted lube onto his fingers, and stuck the tube down his pants, to heat it up. The lube on his fingers felt a little too cold, so he curled them and used his dry knuckles to find Tommy's taint, while it warmed up a little.

He got a startled exhale out of Tommy, but no sound. They were only starting out, so he wasn't going to reprimand him yet.

Tommy got used to the feeling and began to push back. Buck smiled, as he uncurled his fingers and rubbed his hole. He kept the touch fairly light, easing Tommy into it. Buck was pretty sure Tommy was one of the only things keeping him sane at the moment. He pressed the flat of his hand between Tommy's asscheeks, just to feel the heat of his skin. Feeling a warm body against his own semiregularly, was the only thing keeping him from screaming. As much as he'd improved, stamina was still an issue. More often than not, leaving the house was more hassle than it was worth.

He teased a little at first, but once he applied pressure, he sunk into Tommy's body easily. ”Excited?” he asked. Tommy exhaled, which wasn't much of a response. ”Words, please.”

”Yeah, yes. Yes, I'm excited.”

”Good boy,” Buck grinned.

The back of Tommy's neck was bright red. He opened up beautifully, with barely any effort from Buck. Maybe he practiced at home.

”Think you're ready for me?”

”Uh-huh.”

Buck pushed his sweatpants down his thighs and pulled the lube out. He was out of hands, so he balanced the tube on Tommy's lower back, while he put on a condom. The lube was nice and warm now, so he took a second to enjoy the feeling of his own hand. Being inside Tommy was going to feel much better, but he was never going to get tired of touching himself.

”Remind me.” He tossed the lube to the side. ”What did I ask for?”

”Noises,” Tommy said.

”Correct. I asked for noises. Are you gonna give me that?”

”Uh-huh.” It wasn't very convincing, but maybe it was hard to think with Buck's dick pressing on his hole.

Buck braced a hand on Tommy's hip, and pushed inside slowly. Buck sighed. It felt like Tommy was pulling him inside. He widened his stance a bit. He had to be a little particular about it, to keep the weight off his bad ankle.

He hadn't had sex with other people since the leg thing, and was less than confident with how long he could stay on his knees. He'd tried to kneel on the bed earlier, but he couldn't exactly simulate sex by himself, so he'd given up on trying to time it.

He held on tightly to Tommy's hips, hoping Tommy couldn't tell he was nervous. He tried to thrust, but ended up pulling Tommy into him instead. Based on the punched out little sounds he was making, Tommy didn't mind.

Buck gave it his best and tried to get lost in it, but couldn't. It felt good, but he couldn't get past how unsteady he felt. He leaned down over Tommy's back, and pushed his hands into the mattress, in an attempt to feel more grounded. It was slightly easier to move this way.

He'd only been breathing against Tommy's spine for a few minutes, when Tommy's arms buckled. If it was enough to send Tommy sprawling, he had to be doing something right. Buck leaned down, to press his face into Tommy's skin. ”Good?”

”Uh-huh.”

His back was already protesting, but Buck tried a little harder. Tommy was so broad, he couldn't figure out where to put his hands. If Tommy had been small like a girl, it would've been easier to just move him where he wanted him.

”Sounds, Tommy,” Buck mouthed into the side of his neck. ”Give them to me.”

”Oh, fuck,” he breathed. ”Evan. Evan.”

”There you are. Talk to me. Is it good?”

He keened quietly. ”It's good,” he gasped. ”It's so good.” Buck reached under them, intending to jerk Tommy off, but he'd barely made contact, when Tommy grabbed his hand and held it out of the way. ”No, no, no, no, no. No. No, don't do that. Fuck.”

Tommy could probably feel the grin Buck was trying to smother into his back. Since his dick was off limits, Buck went for a tit instead. The shape was a little different, but it was a good squeeze. Nice size, too.

”You don't wanna come for me?”

Tommy whimpered. ”I do.”

”But not now?” Tommy shook his head. ”Well,” he said conversationally. ”I'm gonna keep going until I come. I'll leave it to you, to figure out what that means for you.”

Tommy was still pushing his hips back to meet him, but he was mostly just panting into the sheets with his eyes closed. Buck took a second to figure out what he himself needed in this moment. His shirt was clinging to his skin, blocking the sensation of skin on skin. He tried to focus on where they were actually touching. Tommy's ass in his lap, the skin of his back against Buck's face, and everything his arms could reach.

He was getting naked next time. The clothed thing wasn't working for him. He hiked up his shirt, to at least feel Tommy against his stomach. He hoped the smell of Tommy's skin would stick in his nose, just as long as the beard burn he'd managed to rub into the top of Tommy's back would. Whoops. He didn't know what to do with his mouth when there was no kissing.

Maybe Tommy wanted to be kissed. He hadn't asked.

His stomach swooped. ”Oh, fuck.” It was Buck's turn to pant. Tommy was clenching like crazy. ”Close?”

Tommy was back to the nonverbal nodding. Buck needed to train that out of him.

Watching Tommy tremble like a leaf, was one of the most heady things Buck could think of off the top of his head. Buck didn't know for sure, but Tommy had to be older than him. Not only that, Tommy was older, bigger, and stronger than Buck, yet he put himself at Buck's mercy. Buck hadn't even earned it. He was putting in the work now, but he hadn't before Tommy kneeled for him for the first time.

”Are you gonna cry about it if I touch your dick?” Tommy's shoulders shook, but he didn't say anything, so Buck stuck his hand under their bodies. The mere suggestion must have been too much for him, because Tommy came before he made contact. ”Words, Tommy.”

Whatever Tommy said got lost in the sheets.