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"Gale?"
"What's up Howard?" Buck doesn't look up from what he's doing.
"Can you explain what a circle jerk is?"
Buck choked on his spit at that one, because where on earth did the Bombardier hear that. Buck eventually remembers how to breathe correctly, he looked over at Hambone who was staring at him perplexed.
"Where on earth did you hear that?"
"I found a magazine in Johns footlocker, I thought it belonged to Blakely at first. But then turns out it was Buckys."
"So?" He can't see Hambone reading porn, he didn't even think Ham could read. But Hambone surprises him everyday.
"It was hidden in this dictionary, along with other magazines."
Buck blinked processing this information, because he was baffled. He was also trying to imagine Bucky with porn magazines. That's more Blakelys thing, and why does Bucky own a dictionary?
He's brought back to earth by Hambones soft:
"Buck, hello? You good?"
"Huh? I'm fine, Hammy, just fine." Hambone is still staring at him, with a patient expression on his face.
"It's kinda hard to put into words," he hedges.
"Why is that?"
"Well you should know or well you don't," Buck snaps. "I mean short of a demonstration, I can't..."
"Then show me," Hambone puts out there.
Buck just stares at him wondering if he's serious, flushing. But he decided not to back out of this for some reason. "We're gonna need John for this," he said, only to stall a little. Bucky got them into this. He better fucking help.
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He confronted Bucky, so tempted to murder him. It wouldn't help any, but it would make feel better about this mess. "Me and you need to talk now."
"What is this about?" Bucky asks, not paying attention whatsoever.
"Why was Howard in your footlocker?"
"Why? Last I checked that wasn't a crime. He wanted to borrow a book, which now that I think about it I forgot to give back to Dickie."
"I'm gonna hit you with a book," Buck mutters, then, "He just came to me with a question."
"Oh really, that's a crime as well?"
"No. But yes he asked me a question," Buck says with a smirk. "It would seem like he found a certain private collection, that you keep in a dictionary in your footlocker for some fucking reason, and he wants answers."
Bucky froze thinking about it for a second. "Oh lord, which magazine did the curious Bombardier find?"
"He wants explanations on a circle jerk."
Bucky took his hat off his head, running a hand through his hair.
"And since as you know we need more than two people for it and because this is your fault, you're gonna help me show him."
Buckys mouth almost drops to the floor. "What? Okay, Buck why couldn't you just explain it?"
"Oh because you know I have a Kansas farm boy friendly way of explaining it, if you can pull an explanation out of your ass. Then go for it." Buck retorts.
Bucky glares at him, then growls, "Fine, I'll help. But you owe me."
"John, no I really don't! It was your werid organization skills that started this."
Bucky wasn't gonna argue at that.
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There's no room, but by moving beds around they managed to make a large enough space in an empty barrack for the three of them to sit.
Once they get comfortable, though, Buck sees a snag in the plan that he hasn't had time to think about. Since there's only three of them, either he'll have to jerk off Bucky, or Bucky will have to get him off.
Hambone is just sitting there curiously as Buck and Bucky stare at each other. A lot of emotions that they didn't know were there before started flooding up. "Counterclockwise," Buck says, Bucky just nods.
Buck unzips his uniform pants and gets his cock out. Bucky does the same next to him. After staring at them for a second, like he to was realizing some things reached for his belt, and Buck is happy at that moment they don't have to explain what masturbation is.
Then Buck grabs grabs a hold of Hambones cock. Hambone hissed under his breath mostly because Bucks hands were like icicles.
Buck nearly jumped out of his skin as Bucky touched him, but he relaxed slowly.
Bucky grabs Hambones hand and puts it on his own cock, before he started stroking Buck.
Buck flinched again and gives Hambones cock a pull to distract himself from Buckys touch.
Hambone moans, his eyes wide in shock, as his hips jerk upward. Buck strokes him again and Hambone threw his head back, his neck looking long in that moment.
After a couple seconds Hambone remembers that hey Bucky exists. Bucky lets out a broken: "Oh fuck!" and his hand tightened around Bucks cock.
After that Buck gets lost in the haze of pleasure. It's almost like getting off by himself, mostly because they are responding to each others motions, their hips jerking up that moves around their little circle they have going on.
Hambone is fucking gorgeous, his bottom lip bleeding from him biting down, his cheeks flushed, blond hair stuck to his forehead.
Buck accidently glances at Bucky and finds himself staring. Buckys cock is huge in Hambones hand and his mouth is open, his eyes glazed over.
Hambone cums first, with a gasping moan, his hand tightens around Buckys cock, which sets him off like a sprinkler, which in turn makes him fist Bucks cock harder, sending him tumbling over the edge.
They all just sit there for a second, catching their breath, before Buck realized what just happened. He jerked off a Bombardier while his best friend jerked him off, and he really enjoyed it. Next to him, it looks like Bucky was realizing the same thing.
They'd figure it out eventually.