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Eddie: hey, I like that picture of your bird
Richie: thank you. I actually stole it from my friend Stan
Eddie: you should probably give it back then :/
Richie: damn, you right. I have no idea how to care for this thing
Eddie: I’m kinda disappointed. I only swipe right on people for their pets
Richie: :0
Richie: I have a very healthy pet rock. Kept him alive since I was eight
Eddie: I don’t know if I count that, but I’ll give you points for effort
Richie: hell yeah
Richie: I also keep good care of my belly button lent
Eddie: you’re pushing it
Richie: just like I was pushing your mom ayeee
Eddie: aaaand you pushed it off a cliff
Richie: ;-;
Richie: baby don’t goooo
“Hey, Richie. Stop flirting with twinks on Grindr and fucking help us,” Stan nagged. Richie looked up from his phone to see him and Mike struggling with the couch.
“It looks good there,” he said simply before turning back to his phone.
Eddie: I’m not your baby
Richie: maybe, but I’m hoping to change that ;)
Eddie: meh
“It’s not your fucking apartment, dumbass,” Bev said as she walked in from the kitchen and helped her friends get the couch in place.
“I’m aware, but I’m the creative director,” he replied.
Richie: what if I promise to bring Stanley and his bird friends?
Eddie: …
Eddie: I might be open to that
“That’s the worst idea ever,” Stan huffed.
“Hey, Stan, can I borrow your lovely cockatoo? I’m trying to woo this total babe,” Richie asked.
“Absolutely not. Judy is still traumatized from that one time I let you take a stupid picture for your tinder,” Stan replies instantly.
“Stan, you don’t understand. This guy is more beautiful than the beautifulest cockatoo you’ve ever seen,” Richie begged. He rolled his eyes and walked over.
“Let me see.”
Richie smiled and clicked on the guys profile. He had such a neat appearance that screamed country club gay. His hair was always fluffy and clean, and his smile was absolutely adorable. He dressed like he was taking a stroll through Beverly Hills on his way to brunch. His skin was absolutely flawless, and his eyes were so stunning and gorgeous. Their dark brown color was mesmerizing and it was an instant swipe right. Richie felt lucky that they matched, and even luckier that Eddie messages him first.
“Wait, I think I know that guy,” Stan said flipping through the pictures. Richie sat up straight like he was struck by lightning.
“You do? Holy shit, I gotta meet him,” he said.
“Not directly. Bill knows him. They met in college before we all moved over here too,” Stan explained.
“Oh my god, Bill totally needs to hook me up,” Richie said snatching back his phone and practically drooling.
“Geez. Thirsty much?” Bev teased as she sat on the newly placed sofa.
“I am not ashamed of being thirsty for this guy. He looks like sex on legs. Think girl next door if the girl was actually a twink and looked like he sucked dick on the weekends,” Richie replied as he furiously texted Bill.
Richie: BILL YOU GOTTA PUT IN A GOOD WORD ABOUT ME TO EDDIE WE JUST MATCHED ON TINDER
Bill: Eddie who? Kaspbrak?
Richie: [image.124]
Richie: IF THIS IS EDDIE KASPBRAK THEN YES THAT ONE
Bill: Wow. I didn’t know he had a tinder
Richie: yeah he does AND WE ACTUALLY MATCHED WTF I GOTTA LAND THIS
“I seriously doubt all of that,” Bev scoffed. Stan pursed his lips and raised his brows before turning to the kitchen. Richie sighed and clicked back to tinder to show Bev the profile.
“Look at the man and tell me you wouldn’t do anything he asks,” Richie insisted and thrusted the phone in her direction. She leaned closer and blinked before letting her jaw go slack.
“Oh…okay. I still think you’re overly excited about this, but I get what you’re saying.”
“Fuck, I can’t believe we matched,” Richie grinned and turned back to his conversation with Eddie.
Eddie: did I lose you to the various other boys on this app?
Richie: not a chance, sweetheart. You have my full attention ;*
Eddie: you are very well versed in emoticons
Richie: thank you very much
Richie: hey random question that I thought of completely on my own, but do you happen to know Bill Denbrough?
Eddie: ?
Eddie: weird way to ask, but uh yeah he’s a friend of mine
Richie: me too! We have a mutual friend. Therefore we should date
Eddie: oh my
Eddie: what kind of logic is that?
Richie: the kind of logic that ensures I’m not some creepy weirdo bc Bill has a superior taste in friends
Eddie: is that so?
Richie: I mean, he’s friends with you, right? ;) <3
Eddie: …
Eddie: that was surprisingly smooth
“Okay. Sorry, but I need you guys to get out of my apartment. Ben is getting off of work soon, and I need to like do my lady business,” Beverly announced.
“Ooo, is Bevvy tryna get some tonight?” Richie teased while wiggling his brows. Beverly blushed but rolled her eyes.
“Do I have to tell you I’m bleeding every time to get you the fuck out?” She sighed. Richie laughed at that and pocketed his phone. He then got up and smacked a kiss on her forehead before grabbing his coat.
“Not at all, Miss Marsh. Good luck with your lady business,” he winked and then held the door open for Mike and Stan.
“Fuck off, Richie.”
“Love you too, Marsh!”
“Love you.”
Once Richie got home he responded to the messages he missed while he was driving. He didn’t expect anything back anytime soon since he took a while to respond, so he flopped his phone down onto his bed. His apartment was hot since he had been gone most of the day, so he cranked up the air conditioning and pulled off his jacket. The only reason he wore it was because he liked the way it looked, and he had finally been living in California long enough that the heat wasn’t getting to him as much as it used to. He still overheated more than native Californians, but he was better than recent transplants.
First thing he did was turn on his computer. The empty document he had left earlier that day was still just as blank and empty as he remembered, and he decided it was too late to write anyways. Instead he checked his email, and grinned at the notification he got from onlyfans. He checked the clock, and decided it wasn’t the worst time of day to jerk off before clicking the link to his favorite creator.
The video was posted hours ago, but it came with a matching photo set too. One of Richie’s favorite things was creators who filmed and photographed, so this guy was easily his favorite. The video featured a new bright pink Chromatica jockstrap, and Richie couldn’t help but go wild for lingerie in any form. Sometimes this guy dressed up a little bit, but he didn’t advertise himself as the kind of guy to wear it. so it wasn’t a normal thing for him to post. He mostly stuck to jockstraps and his bare skin, and Richie wasn’t complaining about those either. In fact he loved it.
This creator simply went by ‘Special K’, and Richie cracked up when he first saw that name. He came across the guy on Twitter where he posted his previews, and it took him a solid month of revisiting his page before he committed to the twenty bucks a month. It was a good investment too because he posted often and in large quantities. Richie went as far as to guess this was his full time job, and he loved it. For someone who never showed his face or his voice, besides the sweet syrupy moans that Richie /dreamed/ of, he was very creative about how he filmed. He only showed as much as his mouth, but that was only when he sucked on toys and wore a ball gag. Still, those lips were all Richie needed to see to blow his load all over the place.
It was embarrassing how quickly Richie came while watching the video. His cute exhausted moans were always what did it for him, and he loved it when this guy used vibrators on himself. Especially when he sat back and just let it run on the highest setting. His legs trembling as he tried to stay still and his little whimpers when he tried to stay quiet fueled all the dirties fantasies Richie could think of. Usually he came within the first minute or two of the video, and then scrolled through the pictures before getting hard again. Then he’d finish the video and squeeze a second orgasm out of himself too. Thankfully he didn’t post everyday, or else Richie would be absolutely wrung out.
He came, he cleaned up, and then he showered. As he returned to his bedroom he dressed himself and then checked his phone again. His heart nearly stopped when he noticed the messages he had missed.
Bill: I got you a date with Eddie Kaspbrak as long as you promise to behave. How have you only just gotten in contact with him today and you’ve already managed to annoy the shit out of him?
Bill: you seriously owe me bc it took a bit of convincing
Eddie: um
Eddie: Bill said I should give you a shot
Eddie: so…I’m free anytime this weekend
Eddie: hello?
Eddie: don’t tell me I lost you again
Richie almost screamed as he jumped to reply and flung himself onto his bed like a tween girl obsessing over the prom king.
Richie: right here!
Richie: sorry about that, my love. I was preoccupied with other activities
Richie: I would love to take you out this weekend. How about Saturday around eight?
Richie: Dinner and a movie? Or is that lame?
Eddie: no, that’s fine
Eddie: as long as you keep your promise about the bird
Richie: alas, Judy is off limits to me. Apparently I traumatized her
Eddie: …why does that not surprise me?
Richie: because my looks and personality are so life changing she was never the same
Eddie: Dunno if life changing is a good thing in this context
Richie: oh! You wound me, Eds. I thought you loved me ;-;
Eddie: don’t call me that
Eddie: and I’m incapable of love
Richie: very bold claim you’re making there, sweetie
Richie: sounds like you need a little Tozier lovin’ to loosen you up ;0
Eddie: I don’t put out on the first date
Richie: I respect that. We should have another one then
Eddie: I don’t put out for the second one either
Richie: I respect that as well. I suggested a second date for other reasons
Eddie: …
Eddie: such as?
Richie: I’m really into the idea of holding hands and getting to know you, but if that’s too fast for you that’s chill too
Eddie: you’re an asshole
Eddie: …but that’s okay if you want
Richie: ooo score B)
Eddie: were you one of those kids who always texted on their flip phone in highschool?
Richie: what can I say? I was a very popular boy
Eddie: I’m not going to justify that with a response. Goodnight. I’ll see you on Saturday. Just tell me where to meet you
Richie: sweet dreams, my love. Until we meet again <3
Eddie: dickwad
Richie couldn’t stop grinning throughout the entire conversation and sighed as he left the app. He then opened his text messages and sent a text to Bill.
Richie: Billy boy, I can’t thank you enough. I think I’m in love.
Bill: remember what I said about behaving?
The rest of Richie’s week was absolutely boring until Saturday. He managed to put a good dent into the script he was supposed to finish last week, but it was totally mind numbing. The only reason it was pushed back was because the producer couldn’t get a plot together, and Richie was mostly waiting for him to get his shit together before committing to a full on story. Even then, the man had the imagination of a goldfish. Every meeting they had he repeated himself a million times and couldn’t even get to the main plot before they had to reschedule for the next meeting. Needless to say Richie didn’t have much to work with.
The only upside was another post from ‘Special K’ the night before his date. Since he knew Eddie wouldn’t be open to a hook up, he felt no need to save his libido for the next night and instead indulged in an hour long wack off session to get it out of his system. It was a longer video than usual, and the caption was deliciously written. “Don’t leave me hanging…”, oh he wouldn’t dream of it.
Next morning he was way too excited. He tried to calm himself down, but he couldn’t stop bouncing around his apartment as he mentally and physically prepared himself for his date. They had figured out which movie they were going to and the tickets earlier in the week. Of course he let Eddie pick, and was pleased with his choice. It wasn’t Richie’s first pick, but it did interest him. By the time he was supposed to meet him Richie was already at the theater earlier than necessary. It was a little out of character for him since he was normally late for things, but he literally couldn’t stop thinking about this date since he nailed it.
“Richie?”
He looked up from his phone, but he found he didn’t need to look very high to see Eddie in front of him. The other man was shorter than Richie imagined, but that only made him adore Eddie even more. He blinked up at Richie with those beautiful big eyes of his as he took in his height, and then frowned a little as he crossed his arms. Richie was basically putty in his hands seeing that cute little pout, and couldn’t help but smile.
“Ah. I didn’t expect you to be fun sized,” Richie teased. Eddie blushed and shook his head.
“You’re a freak,” is all he replied with. Richie barked with laughter.
“Your insults are even better in person.”
“I’m serious. You’re the one who’s too tall. Why didn’t you put that in your bio? Literally every guy who’s taller than six foot put their height in their bio,” Eddie said. His tone suggested that he was complaining, even annoyed with the fact that Richie omitted this information. Richie loved it.
“I wanted to keep you on your toes. Literally,” he replied. Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Whatever. Let’s just go in.”
“Alright. Want any popcorn or should we save all the snacking for later?”
“Uh…maybe a small popcorn.”
They ended up getting a large instead. Once they saw the big buckets they couldn’t resist, and Richie could see how badly he wanted it. The final straw to get the large was the giant rumble from Eddie’s stomach. After hearing that Richie got the large and then added on a box of cookie dough bits. Eddie muttered something about cavities, but it was lost as he opened the box and started eating them before they got to the theater.
The movie was as awkward as any first date to the theater was. On one had it was perfect hand holding opportunity, but Richie was holding the giant bucket of popcorn, and Eddie always had one hand in it. The advantage of that was that Richie could watch Eddie’s fingers pick out the popcorn pieces and push them past his lips. It was oddly erotic in the most unintentional way, and Richie cursed himself for being a perpetually horny bastard. He really should’ve gotten a good jerk off before this because Eddie was seriously straight out of his wet dreams.
By the time the movie ended they had finished the bucket together. When Richie asked, Eddie confirmed that he was still hungry and wanted to get food, so they headed back to the lobby to refill their bucket. More like Richie got the refill, and Eddie stopped by the bathroom to floss out the kernels. He found out Eddie was secretly flossing because he took so long Richie had already gotten the refill and went back to the bathroom to check on him. He blushed when he got caught, but Richie couldn’t help but bite back a smile. For some reason he found that to be the cutest thing in the world. Especially when Eddie insisted it had nothing to do with him or the possibility of a kiss later. The most flustered and defensive he got, the harder Richie found himself falling.
“How long have you known Bill?” Eddie asked once they got to the restaurant. It wasn’t fancy, but it wasn’t trash either.
“Since we were kids. We grew up in Maine together with Stan and Mike. Stan is the guy with the bird,” Richie answered.
“Ah. Him. I’m disappointed you couldn’t bring Judy with you,” Eddie hummed as he skimmed the menu.
“Ugh, me too. One day Judy will accept my love for her,” Richie said.
“You don’t love her, you just want to use her to get dates,” Eddie accused. Richie feigned offense and held his hand to his chest.
“How dare you. I’ll let you know I love that bird more than I love sex on the beach,” Richie replied. Eddie wrinkled his nose in disgust and Richie laughed.
“You’re gross.”
“The drink. Get your mind outta the gutters, sweetheart,” Richie teased. Eddie blushed a little and dropped his eyes back to the menu. “How about you?”
“Are you asking if I like the cocktail ‘sex on the beach’?” Richie chuckled.
“No. How do you know Bill?”
“Oh…we met in college. We had the same undergrad classes.”
“It’s crazy we’ve never met until now.”
“Not really…we don’t really talk much. I…kinda dropped out before I could get my bachelors, but we kinda kept in touch. Once his first novel got big we stopped hanging out as much,” he told him. Richie blinked at that and nodded. That was a bit revealing, but he wasn’t upset about it.
“Yeah…I guess that makes sense. I only transferred to California when I finished my undergrad, so I guess it makes sense we didn’t cross paths until now.”
“Right. I don’t really get out much either. Part of the reason I got a tinder was because I wanted to go out more and meet new people. Maybe try the whole being vulnerable thing,” Eddie said. Richie smiled at that.
“That’s fair. I mostly downloaded it because it amuses me. Sometimes it’s good for a hook up, but I don’t trust a lot of the LA people,” Richie replied. Eddie nodded in agreement.
“You’re telling me.”
“Are your coworkers just like a bunch of idiots, or do you just naturally keep to yourself?”
“Oh, uh…I work at home actually,” Eddie told him. Richie nodded and smiled.
“Gotcha. I’m working from home for now too. What do you do?”
“Um, photography? And mostly editing,” Eddie answered. It sounded purposely vague, so Richie avoided that.
“That’s cool. Do you have anything you like to do with your free time?”
“Mostly reading. Sometimes I get into cooking, but nothing too fancy.”
“Perfect. I need someone to teach me how to not burn my water,” Richie said. Eddie chuckled a little at that.
“You’re more funny in person. The delivery isn’t as good over text,” Eddie said. Richie’s eyes lit up at that.
“You think I’m funny?” He asked unable to hide his grin.
“Only a little,” he replied.
“I’ll take it.”
They ordered their food and continued to talk throughout their meal. Richie avoided any other questions about work or school since those seemed to be sensitive topics, and Eddie really seemed to relax after that. He managed to make him laugh multiple times, and each time he did Richie felt blessed by the sound. It was so sweet and fun, and he really needed to get ahold of himself because he was falling for Eddie faster and faster with each moment they spent together. Their fingers continued to brush against each other throughout their conversation, and Eddie went as far as to play with his fingers. By the time the waitress came around with the bill they were fully holding hands and leaning over the table ever so slightly to be closer to each other.
Eddie let Richie pay for him, and then drive him back to the theater where they left his car. He then let Richie walk him to his car where they continued to talk a little bit longer. Richie couldn’t stop smiling, and Eddie was smiling with him save for the few frowns when Richie made a rather crude joke. It was still just as enjoyable, and eventually their fingers found each other again.
“I should be getting home…” Eddie murmured. Richie nodded, his eyes stuck on the other man’s face.
“Yeah, I probably should too,” he agreed.
Neither of them moved until Eddie reached up to pick the lint off Richie’s teeshirt. With Eddie’s eyes on his clothes, Richie took that as an opportunity to look at his lips. They looked very cute and pink, and Richie cautiously moved a little closer. As he did Eddie’s hand moved up to smooth over his collar and rub his thumb underneath it. Richie smirked at that, and met Eddie’s eyes as he blushed.
“What?” He asked. Richie shook his head.
“Nothing. It’s just getting late,” he replied.
Eddie nodded and hesitantly lowered his hand. He then stared at his fingers on Richie’s chest before suddenly running them back up and cupping his face. Before Richie could say anything, Eddie was on his toes and pressing a decently timed kiss to his lips. It wasn’t too short, but it wasn’t long in anyway either. The kiss lasted long enough for Richie to practically melt into it, and thankfully Eddie cut him off before he could declare his undying love for him.
“We should do this again,” he murmured against Richie’s lips. Richie nodded in agreement and let Eddie kiss him one more time. It was shorter, but Richie made sure to kiss him back again too. “Okay. Goodnight. I’ll text you,” he said a little stiffly as he turned to open his car door and rush inside.
Richie wetted his lips and smiled as he touched Where Eddie cupped his face. He then waved as Eddie pulled out of his parking space and couldn’t stop grinning as he watched him drive away.