Buck wasn't lying about being a cuddler. When Jim woke up, Buck was tucked up against his back, with one arm wrapped around his waist and a leg wedged in-between his legs. It felt good. Buck's weight was comforting.
Jim could feel Buck's growing arousal rub along his backside, which was causing his own cock to take notice. Twisting in Buck's grip, Jim turned around and scooted down the bed, returning the favour from last night by taking Buck's cock into his mouth this time. It wasn't long before Buck was shooting his cum down his throat. Quick, rough movements along his own cock had Jim following quickly after.
"God, Buck, has anyone told you how hot that is?" Jim said, just staring in amazement as Buck licked the cum off his fingers.
"Um, it's been a while since I've dated a guy," Buck said, blushing. "Glad to see I haven't lost my touch?"
"You definitely haven't lost anything," Jim said, giving Buck a deep kiss, chasing the slight taste of his cum lingering in Buck's mouth. "Now, do you have a toothbrush I can borrow? And maybe a shirt? I'm not entirely sure where mine ended up last night."
Buck nodded, showing Jim where the extra toothbrushes were kept in the bathroom and tossing him one of his LAFD t-shirts. Pulling the shirt over his head, Jim stifled a chuckle. The team would tease him something awful if they saw him wearing a LAFD shirt. The rivalry between police and firefighters was well known across the state.
When Jim came out, he headed downstairs into Buck's kitchen to start making coffee. He was surprised to hear a knock on the door, and then the sound of a key jiggling in the lock. "Hey Buck?" Jim yelled up the stairs. "Do you have a roommate or something?" Ideally, mentioning a roommate before they had sex last night in a bed in full view would have been appreciated.
But Buck likely couldn't hear him over the sound of the coffee maker, which was obnoxiously loud. Jim felt himself reaching for his side arm that wasn't there, having left it at work the night previously, assuming that Buck didn't have a gun safe. Then he felt silly. Obviously if someone has a key, then they are at least a friend or family member of Buck's. Hopefully.
The door then swung open, and a younger boy, perhaps 8 or 9 came in followed by an adult male. A very attractive man, Jim thought to himself, as he took in the dark haired, well-built Hispanic man, who was looking at him with an equally confused expression on his face.
"Hi! I'm Christopher," said the little kid reaching a hand out to Jim. He definitely wasn't shy at all.
Jim smiled, and shook his hand in return. He was feeling a little under-dressed, still wearing Buck's shirt and pajama bottoms. "Hi Christopher! My best friend's name is Chris too, it's an awesome name." Jim bent down to Christopher's level. "My name is Jim."
"Are you a friend of Buck's?" Eddie asked, a bit surprised to see someone he didn't know in his best friend's loft. He had picked up an extra shift at work and Carla wasn't available to watch Christopher. He was hoping that Buck could cover, but he wasn't answering his phone on their way over.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that," Jim replied, turning around to pour Eddie a cup of coffee as well. He didn't think what they had done last night, or that morning really was something that friends did, but it was way too early to call Buck his boyfriend.
When Jim turned around, Eddie realized that he was wearing one of Buck's shirts, the 'BUCKLEY' written in bold letters across his back. And then everything clicked into place. "Oh, darn it man, I didn't realize that we were interrupting something."
Before Jim could attempt to respond to that comment, Buck called down. "Eddie?" He must be going crazy, he thought he heard the sound of Christopher's braces on his hardwood floor. But then as he poked his head around the corner of his bed, he saw Eddie and Jim standing in the kitchen, drinking coffee. Not crazy after all then.
Buck made his way into the kitchen, stopping to give Christopher a high five and to grab him an apple juice from the fridge. Buck took his mug gratefully from Jim. He thanked Jim with a gentle peck on the lips, and then turned to Eddie. Buck blushed slightly when he realized that he just kissed Jim in front of Eddie but pushed through it. "So what's up? I don't think we had anything planned today?" Buck asked, nodding his head in Christopher's direction.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for interrupting," Eddie apologized, looking back and forth between Jim and Buck. "But I managed to snag an extra shift and Carla isn't available until 2. Would you be able to watch Christopher until then?"
Buck looked at Jim. "Do you want to have pancakes with us?" Buck offered, not wanting to kick Jim out but also not wanting to say no to watching Christopher either. Eddie owed him big time after this favour.
"Buck makes the best pancakes!" Christopher added excitedly. "Sometimes, he even puts chocolate chips in them!"
Jim looked back and forth between the three. This was definitely not the morning after that he had in mind. But homemade chocolate chip pancakes sounded pretty good. "If that's okay with you Eddie, I would love to stay for some pancakes," Jim said with a smile. He didn't want to make Eddie feel uncomfortable leaving his child with someone he didn't know.
"Yay!" Christopher cheered, motioning for Jim to sit next to him. "And I brought Legos with me, we can play with them after," he added, pulling out his firefighter set.
Jim scrunched his nose. "You don't happen to have a police set in there, do you?" He said, pretending to make a silly face at the sight of the firetruck.
Christopher shook his head, but then perked up. "Are you a police officer? One of my friends is a police officer!"
Jim nodded, happy to see Christopher's excitement. He can see why Buck enjoys spending time with him. He remembered Buck mentioning that a few of his teammates have pretty awesome kids.
"Remember Christopher, that we can make whatever we want out of the Legos. Maybe we can try to make a police car, even though firetrucks are cooler," Buck compromised, exchanging a look with Eddie.
Buck led Eddie over to the door, as Christopher started telling Jim all about his friend Athena. "Are you okay with Jim hanging out for a bit with us?" Buck asked, wanting to make sure that Eddie was comfortable with the situation.
"Yeah, he seems like a nice guy," Eddie said honestly. He will admit that he was a bit thrown off at first, Buck hadn't told him he had a date the night before. Clasping a hand on Buck's shoulder in thanks, Eddie headed on out. Buck deserved someone who would make him happy. Hopefully this Jim guy was it.