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Chapter 17 is out now!

buddie | explicit | 115K (total, WIP) | Buck starts an OnlyFans for Eddie, freak4freak, this chapter is fucking in the backroom of a club dreams do come true

Summary:

In the interest of symmetry, Buck and Eddie go to a gay club in El Paso and fuck in the backroom while filming it for OnlyFans, like reasonable people.

Snippet:

Buck pulls close to Eddie’s ear. “You really want to do that? Here? In public?” Feels the nod against his cheek.  “Maybe I want to show my hometown how out and proud I can be.” His voice is pure sex, and Buck’s head screams at him to lock down Eddie’s full and enthusiastic consent before they start drinking. But it’s too loud, Eddie too clingy and coy to properly talk to; Buck tugs him over to an alcove by the bar, a narrow hallway that presumably leads to the bathrooms. “Are you sure about this? After everything this morning, why we’re here…” Eddie nods, emphatic. “Yes, I’m sure. It was a rough day. Rough couple of days, really. But, God, I want you. Here. Want to make some literal ‘fuck you’ content for the OnlyFans. Poetic justice and stress release in one.”It’s insane. His boyfriend is insane.

Happy birthday to @/Rottenheart66!!! Thanks for allow me draw once again Belae and Pierce~ These two are sooo hot! Maybe you only see one cake on the table but trust me, they ate more than a single cake skljgksdjgh

Chapter 16 is out now!

buddie | explicit | 110K (total, WIP) | Buck starts an OnlyFans for Eddie, freak4freak, but this chapter is all plot4plot with unfortunate Diaz parent confrontation/partial cliffhanger resolution 💀

Summary

Resolving that evil cliffhanger from chapter 15 and what's going on with @ TexasMessWithDont. And an unfortunate, necessary-for-the-plot appearance of the Diaz parents. 

Snippet:

Whitby does a turn of the room before settling into a lean against the back of Eddie’s couch. “I’ll say, you weren’t what I expected when I took this job.” Whitby sucks his teeth, massages fingertips against the textured sofa pillows. “Your parents have… no clue who you are.” “Who are you?” Eddie demands. The hair stands up on the nape of his neck. He goes cold all over. Because he knows. Not the specifics but enough to be afraid, to be sick with it. “I’m a private investigator. Your parents hired me.”

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