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Tiny Topper: Preserum Stucky

Bucky didn't like Steve. He couldn't like Steve. Not like this. Not when Steve's short blonde hair was stuck to his face with sweat, and his breath was coming out in heaving, strained puffs. No, Bucky couldn't like Steve while he laid on the bed, cheeks spread, waiting for Steve's disproportionately sized cock pressed against his slicked-up hole. 

When Bucky got home from work that night, the last thing he expected to see was his roommate naked on the bed, stroking his cock and humming in pleasure. The mere sight of it had Bucky's work pants tenting without so much as a second to think. The small gasp that left Bucky's lips alerted Steve to his presence but it didn't seem to deter him from his movements. Steve's hips bucked up as a moan escaped his lips before he gestured for Bucky to join him. 

Without wasting a second, Bucky moved expertly to his spot on the bed. Steve made quick work of getting him out of his pants and before Bucky could even get his hands on Steve in an attempt to kiss him, Steve already had his fingers tracing Bucky's asshole. The feeling of one small, wet finger entering him was enough to make Bucky shudder. Steve's breaths came out in small grainy wheezes, and Bucky for a moment was concerned that Steve would have an asthma attack if they continued much longer. 

His thoughts were immediately pushed aside as another finger was added into his hole. The two fingers worked in tandem with one another. Moving and stretching Bucky's hole to accommodate Steve's aching cock. As soon as Steve felt that Bucky could fit him comfortably, he moved quickly to line himself up to Bucky's hole.  The feeling of his ass being stretched even farther than it had earlier, pushed a loud moan to rip through Bucky's throat. Steve all but laughed as he shushed him, demanding he not make a sound so that the neighbours wouldn't hear. 

They had done this before, an easy way to let off steam. A way to deter arguments and to cheer each other up on days that seemed the hardest to get through. It was nothing other than two friends taking care of each other, nothing more and definitely nothing for the neighbours to gossip about. Yet, they still had to remain quiet in case someone overheard and got the wrong impression. Someone might think that Bucky liked Steve.  

How could Bucky like Steve while Steve's cock pounded against that one spot in ways that would make even the strongest man shatter into a million pieces? Steve's thin arms pressed heavily against Bucky's hips as he used more strength than ever seemed possible as he continued his movements. 

Bucky was all but folded in half as Steve pressed against the back of his thighs while staring at Bucky and licking his lips. It was as if Steve wondered what Bucky tasted like. Bucky never wondered the same. No, he didn't focus his attention on what it might be like to press a sloppy kiss against his best friend's perfect lips. He didn't wonder what it would feel like to taste the salty nectar that rolled off of his cock before and after he came. 

The hungry look in Steve's eye bore into Bucky's soul as he focused on his best friend's movements. Steve's tiny body rocked against Bucky's own. He felt like a giant as he watched the strain on Steve's muscles as he pressed himself deeper into Bucky. Pressing hard against that one spot that Bucky couldn't name but never wanted to live without. Steve's breath shuttered and for a moment Bucky was pulled out of his pleasure to make sure that Steve was breathing ok. Once he felt assured that he wouldn't have to grab his nebulizer, he looked back down to where his body was joined with his best friend. 

Steve's cock twitched inside of Bucky's hole as he pounded against that spot inside of Buck that made him gasp and bite down on his hand to suppress a scream. Steve moved his hand to wrap it around Bucky's cock and began stroking sloppily as his hips stuttered through each thrust. As Bucky could feel Steve getting closer and closer to finishing, he felt Steve's movements slow and the hand on Bucky's cock began working harder. 

Bucky's eyes fluttered shut, only to open wide as he felt Steve's cock leave him empty and a warm, wet mouth envelop his prick. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched Steve begin to suck him off. The feeling was better than anything he expected as Steve's tongue lapped at his tip. Bucky growled in order to try not to scream, and the growl only seemed to spur Steve on. 

Steve's hand made its way back to Bucky's ass and began lazily fingering it as he sucked and lapped at Bucky's cock. It didn't take long before Bucky's breath hitched. Before he had a chance to tell Steve what was about to happen, Bucky's orgasm ripped through him. Hot white strips of cum coated Steve's throat and he moaned against Bucky. The feeling made Bucky's hips jerk up. Steve removed his hand from Bucky's ass in order to press against his hips to try and keep them down.

Bucky could hear himself begging but everything came out in a mumbled gibberish. His ears were ringing from his orgasm and Steve's mouth was still making movements along his softening cock. In an instant of pure adrenaline, Bucky pulled Steve from his prick and pressed his lips against his own. Bucky's tongue slipped into Steve's mouth, causing Steve to moan and arch into the kiss. Bucky could taste himself on Steve's tongue, before he had a chance to think, Bucky felt his hand wrap around Steve's prick. 

 It was like he was on autopilot and the taste of Steve's beautiful lips kept egging him on to move his thumb over Steve's tip, pulling a shudder from the smaller man. Everything in Bucky's body pulled him closer to his best friend and it felt like if he stopped touching him the world would cease to exist. 

Steve liked Bucky. How could he not? Everything about his best friend was perfect. Especially like this. His naked body against Steve's. His tongue tracing every crevice in Steve's mouth. Everything in his body pulled him closer to him. Nothing could have prepared him for Bucky kissing him after he had finally gotten the courage to suck him off. The taste of Bucky's mouth was everything Steve had hoped for. The taste of Bucky's cum had almost made Steve finish on the spot. He was thankful for the distraction of the kiss. That was until Bucky decided to run his fingers over the tip of his cock. 

Steve was forced to pull away first as his lungs burned from lack of air. He moved so that their foreheads were touching, as Bucky continued his movements. Steve could feel the knot in his stomach tighten. Everything in his senses felt heightened and yet he still felt dazed. He didn't know what came over him. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Bucky came over him. Everything about Bucky made Steve feel giddy. He was so utterly in love with his best friend. He knew it could never amount to anything other than these very fleeting moments, but he couldn't help but hold out hope.

Bucky's heart dropped as Steve pulled away from the kiss. Once he looked up at Steve though, he saw the pleasure coating Steve's features and he knew that Steve was incredibly close. He rolled his finger over the tip of Steve's prick again, savouring the feeling of his precum on his fingers. It only took a few more pumps until Steve's back arched and he began his orgasm. As Steve gasped in a breath, Bucky took control of his lips again. Swallowing every moan Steve could muster, Bucky stroked him through his orgasm and the aftershocks that seemed to run through his body. 

Bucky looked at Steve's small body pressed against his own after Steve came down from his orgasm. Steve's small arm wrapped around Bucky's torso. Bucky couldn't stop staring at his beautiful best friend who lay next to him. Fuck! Bucky didn't like Steve. No, he loved him.