Thirsty Thursday
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Hey gang, I heard we needed some more Josh content and I finally wrote some words again. Have some Josh and Buck playing strip poker ala S3 era.
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Josh sighs the second he sees Buck's three of a kind, dropping his cards (a sad two pair with the pair of 2's on the river) and already scooting his chair back to start toeing out of his shoes.
"Voila," Josh says, tucking his shoes neatly under his chair even as Buck boos.
"Aw, c'mon, just your shoes," Buck complains, ducking under the table to squint at Josh's socked feet. Josh wiggles his toes. "I took off my whole shirt."
"Believe me, I am aware," Josh says, the hard line of Buck's neck is on full display as Buck hoists himself back upright, shoulder and biceps flexing, lines of dark ink rippling with the movement enough to make Josh look away sharply. "Fine, fine." Josh sighs, ducking down before Buck can catch him ogling. Again.
He makes a show of it, slowly rolling down the ankles of his socks before tugging at the ends till they slip of his feet with a flaccid flop. A humiliation ritual well worth it for the way Buck laughs as Josh tucks his socks into his shoes, bright and giddy.
"There, happy?"
"Sure," Buck says, taking a long gulp of his beer. Josh pointedly does not watch the way the condensation drips down Buck's knuckles, the way it gathers where his fingers wrap around the neck of the bottle.
"Sure, he says. Not a foot guy, I take it?"
"I dunno, maybe?"
"Maybe? How can you maybe have a foot fetish?"
"A girl stuck her toes in my mouth once." Buck shrugs.
"And you liked that?"
"I dunno, it was fine I guess, she told me to suck and I sucked, she seemed happy."
Josh valiantly does not knock his drink over, but it's a close thing.
