Sideways

Chapter 17 Banging In The New Year

Friday, December 30th

"Eds..." Buck's voice comes from down the hall.

Eddie, who was lying down on the couch, sits up. He looks into the hallway and doesn't find Buck. He gets up, walks down the hallway toward the bathroom, and finds Buck standing in front of the mirror, poking at his body.

"Mi Amor?" Eddie asks as he watches Buck poking and prodding himself.

"Eddie, am I getting fat?" Buck sadly asks as he pinches the skin on his belly and jiggles. Eddie steps into the bathroom and closes the door behind him.

"No, Buck. You're not getting fat." Eddie says as he walks behind Buck and places a wet kiss on his healing shoulder. "Why do you think that?"

Buck pinches the skin on his belly. "This is why." He says, holding the skin and shaking it.

Eddie spins Buck around to face him. He trails his fingers down the middle of Buck's chest and under his pecs, then around his abs, before going back up to Buck's nipple and tweaking it with his finger. Buck sucks in a breath from the contact. "Where is this fat you're talking about?"

"Eddie, come on?" Buck pleads.

"You're not getting fat, Buck. Sure, you have maybe lost some definition in your muscles. But you'll get it back quickly once you can hit the gym again."

"I hate this, Eddie."

"I know. But another few weeks. Physical therapy will pick up, and we can do some more exercises. It's nothing to be worried about. I had to deal with the same thing when I got shot. Look at how I bounced back."

"I guess you're right," Buck answers.

"Besides, when you can lift again, we are going to get shredded together, remember. There was talk of mutual manhandling."

"Can I ask you something?" Buck says nervously.

"Always."

"This isn't why you haven't... Never mind," Buck says shyly, "It's stupid."

"It's clearly bothering you. Ask the question, Buck." Eddie says flatly.

"Is this why you haven't fucked me since I've been home? In the hospital, you promised me you would fuck me, and yeah, we've done stuff since I have been home, but you haven't tried to fuck me."

"Buck..."

"I'm just feeling really self-conscious. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I wish I knew this was bothering you before now. When we were in the hospital, you asked if I would fuck you if you wanted me to, and I said yes. That's still true, Buck. You haven't mentioned it since then." Eddie answers simply.

"So, all I have to do is ask?"

"Yes, you dork. I mean, we have to watch the volume when Chris is here. I was waiting for you to be ready. I also don't want this to be one-sided, Buck. You're not my bottom. I want to feel you inside me. If you want to wait until you can fuck me how you want to, I can wait. I really want to ride you, Buck. I just can't sit over you in that position, at least not yet."

"You still want to fuck me?"

"Buck, I wake up spooning you every day. Every day, I want to slide your shorts down and hold you while I slowly fuck you. I want to see if I can make you cum on my cock from making love to you."

"Yeah, we should do that." Buck says, eyes lighting up.

Eddie pushes Buck back against the sink and drops his towel to the floor. He lifts Buck up so he's sitting on the sink. He wraps his hand around Buck's cock. "I want you to cum for me now, Buck." Buck lays his mouth on Eddie's neck and starts to kiss and nibble on the skin. "Eddie, we don't have time for that now. But it feels good knowing you still want me." Buck says.