Peter's everyday life as a sex toy

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/28283151.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M, M/M
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-
Man - All Media Types
Relationships: Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Steve Rogers, Peter Parker/Thor,
Peter Parker/Stephen Strange, Peter Parker/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark,
James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker, Clint Barton/Peter Parker, James
"Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Tony
Stark/Stephen Strange, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Steve
Rogers, Peter Parker/Tony Stark/Thor
Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Stephen Strange,
James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton
Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Shameless
Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Precious Peter Parker, Peter is a Little Shit, Cock
Slut, Slut Peter Parker, Bottom Peter Parker, Dom/sub, Dom/sub Play,
Sub Peter Parker, Top Tony Stark, Top Steve Rogers, Top Stephen
Strange, Top Thor (Marvel), Top Clint Barton, Top Bucky Barnes,
Female Peter Parker, Gay, Gay Sex, Everyone Is Gay, Anal Sex, Oral
Sex, Rough Sex, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Sex Toys, Semi-Public Sex, Public
Sex, Phone Sex, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink, Size Kink, Crossdressing
Kink, Humiliation, Spanking, Dom Tony Stark, Dom Steve Rogers, Dom
Bucky Barnes, Dom Thor (Marvel), Dom Clint Barton, Face-Fucking,
Fucking, Threesome - F/M/M, Threesome - M/M/M, Foursome -
M/M/M/M, Foursome - F/M/M/M, Gangbang, Orgy
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2020-12-24 Updated: 2021-12-17 Words: 36,147 Chapters:
7/?
 Peter's everyday life as a sex toy
by SubmissiveSuccubus

Summary

"Peter’s job was to be the avenger’s sex toy.

What started as a simple internship, soon led to him being promoted as their assistant. It
might have been because he was good at his job, but mostly because each of them wanted to
fuck him so badly they gave him a job that had him around them at all times.

Not that Peter was complaining. He had to admit, he loved it."

(On hiatus)

Notes
See the end of the work for notes
 Personal assisstant

“So, let me get started on the monthly stats.”

Peter looked back at the people present in the room, each of their eyes fixed on him. He felt a
shiver down his spine, no doubt in his mind about the thoughts in their head.

Tony, Steve, Bucky, Thor, and Stephen Strange were all lounging around the round table,
their attention of the young man presenting and hopefully, that attention would last the whole
hour Peter was expected to present. The Avengers initiative, a mafia/black market ring was
doing very well with its business. Their clients were happy and their opposition was bought
out or dead. Either way, it ended well for them. But just like any other company, there were
monthly meetings where they needed to go over the numbers. While this normally would not
be the job of the assistant, Peter was an exception.

The five men leering at him made that very clear right from the start. Peter had to admit, it
felt good to have the attention of the five heads of the company.

But he should have known that the attention wouldn’t last. He was just fifteen minutes into
the report when the chaos started.

“Take off your pants,” Bucky ordered, licking his lips. Peter felt himself blush, the blood
rushing down to his nether regions.

“Not now, I need to finish this.”

“I promise I’ll pay more attention if your ass is out.”

Peter pouted and sent Bucky a half-assed glare, “Pay attention and you can do whatever you
want to me after this is over.”

Tony chimed in, “We were going to do that anyway, baby boy. Since when did you start
giving out orders?”

Peter felt a shiver go up his spine. He always loved it when Tony got dominant.

“Not ordering...just negotiating.” he tried to defend.

“Are you in a position to negotiate when you’ve got a hard-on?” Thor asked, his eyes trailed
to Peter’s poorly concealed, slowly rising erection. The younger boy yelped and tried to
cover himself, but it was too late now. Everyone was starting to get riled up and it would be
next to impossible for them to get back on track.

Or that would have been the case if Steve hadn’t intervened.

“It is an important presentation, we do need to focus on it.”

“Like anyone can focus with an ass like that,” Bucky said, his eyes glued to Peter’s behind.
“I know,” Steve continued, “So how about a reward system?”

“Reward system?”

“Yeah. We let Peter present for ten minutes after which, we get him to do something for one
of us, and we repeat it every ten minutes.”

The men raised their eyebrows, mulling it over.

“Sounds fair.” Stephen said, “What do you think, Peter?”

The younger one thought about it, “..Fine. But I get to ask the one I pick a question to make
sure you’re paying attention. If you get it wrong, you wait for the next ten minutes with no
reward.”

With everyone agreeing to the terms, Peter continued with his presentation.

Ten minutes had passed and the men demanded their reward. Peter furrowed his brow before
calling on Bucky and asking him a question, which the man answered correctly. His eyes
trailed up and down Peter’s body before he said, “Take off your underwear.”

Bucky had a thing for having Peter partially nude. If Peter had chosen to wear a skirt today,
that order would have been more rewarding, but this was a close second. He always loved the
feeling of cupping Peter’s ass or balls and not finding any resistance other than the pants.

Peter cocked his head to the side, thinking it through. “Are you sure?” he teased, “Cause I’m
wearing the thong you guys bought me. Would be a shame to remove it now~”

That brought Tony to attention. His hand shot out and grabbed Peter’s ass, the other one
started to fondle his cock. Peter bit back a moan as he stood still, allowing Tony’s fingers to
wander his privates, his fingers tracing the skimpy clothing.

“He’s telling the truth.” he announced, “Then we’re not removing his underwear, pick
something else.”

Bucky clicked his tongue but even he could understand the appeal of seeing Peter in a thong,
“Fine. Then, uh, take off your pants.”

Peter complied, unbuttoning his pants before he yanked them down. What the others didn't
realize was that Peter’s shirt was a bit too big for him, which resulted in his ass being covered
by the cloth.

The men cursed, pissed that they were missing Peter’s body in a thong, but they just needed
to be patient.

Twenty minutes go by and Peter was finally clothed only in the thong (He argued that the
jacket and the shirt counted as two different articles of clothing, an argument that almost
made Steve and Tony bend him over and spank him to submission).
All of their eyes were dancing over him like vultures eager to pounce on their prey. Peter had
to fight off the urge to cover himself up, a task that was proving difficult to do with how
intensely they were looking at him. Peter knew he looked good in a thong. The skimpy cloth
emphasized his round ass and his erection pushing against it only made it tighter, which made
his body look even more delectable.

Peter tried his best to continue his presentation, trying to ignore all the men who wanted to
ravish him. The tension in the air was thick, making him choke at times.

Finally, another ten minutes were up. Peter didn't even bother with a question at this point,
his mind was too far gone to think of one. It was Thor’s turn to order something and with
little hesitation, the blonde man said:

“Turn around and shake that ass. I want to see you twerk.”

There were shouts of praise and approvals from the other men, pulling their phones out to
record. Peter’s embarrassment shot up to another level as he turned around and squatted.
Biting his lips to stop the screams, he started to twerk, shaking his hips and popping his back.
The men hooted and cheered, giving him additional orders (“touch your toes baby boy”,
“Roll those hips” “Smack your ass, I wanna see them jiggle” “Put your hands above your
head” “Hump the floor”). He continued to twerk for a few minutes before he stopped, his
knees wobbling. Next was Stephen who made Peter lie face down on the table, his ass
pointed at Stephen's direction. Licking his lips, Stephen pushed the thong aside, exposing
Peter’s fluttering hole before he dove in, stuffing his face between the juicy cheeks. Peter
yelped, his hands grabbing the edge of the table as Stephen started to eat him out. He moaned
and hummed as he ate Peter’s ass, the vibration going straight to Peter’s cock. The older man
sloppily sucked and licked his ass, before his tongue finally pushed through the tight rim,
making Peter’s toes curl.

“Oh~ Oh yes~” He moaned loudly, pushing his ass back to get more of Stephens' tongue
inside him. Stephen bit the sensitive skin, making the younger one squeal before he got back
to eating him out.

“I love it when he looks like this,” Tony suddenly chimed, running a gentle hand through
Peter’s curls. The boy didn't even need an explanation. The Avengers had taken enough
pictures and videos of him that he knew what his blissful expression looked like. His face
was flushed, eyes starting to roll back with his tongue sticking out or a happy grin. What
made Peter even happier was by this point, everyone had their cocks out. They obeyed the
rules, no one else touching Peter while Stephen had his turn, so they settled for jerking
themselves off. It was a sight to behold.

Peter, spread eagle on the table while his ass was being feasted on while four other men
jacked their dicks to the scene. Peter’s mouth watered, wanting to suck them all off.

Eventually, Stephen stopped rimming him, much to Peter’s dismay and shot out of his seat.

“Gonna fuck him,” he growled, pawing at his pants as he whipped his dick out.
Bucky protested, “Hey! Your turn’s over! If anyone gets to fuck him first, its the one who’s
next, which is me. Hand him over.”

Thor chimed in, “But getting to fuck him is a pretty big step from what we’ve been doing. I
don’t think it’s fair that you get to go just because you’re next in line.”

“Rock, Paper, Scissors it?”

Stephen ended up winning, much to Bucky’s annoyance, and he made Peter stand up before
pushing him up against the board Peter was presenting with just a while back.

“Spread that ass for me, baby.” Stephen groaned, jerking his cock. Peter reached back and
grabbed both his cheeks before spreading it wide, exposing his pink rim for everyone to see.
Stephen hissed, not waiting before he pressed the head of his cock to Peter’s hole, pushing it
in. Peter whined as the big cock slowly split him open, the burn of it making his eyes roll
back and Stephen finally bottomed out. Knowing that Peter no longer needed time to adjust,
he started to thrust, building up the pace as he passionately fucked the younger man.

“Fuck! How are you still so wonderfully tight?” Stephen groaned out, pounding Peter into the
wall. Peter simply babbled, rolling his hips and pushing back as he took the cock like a pro.

“I have my own presentation to make” Tony suddenly announced, getting off his seat. He
walked up to the whiteboard, not even bothered that Peter was being fucked against it and
grabbed a marker.

“It’s called: Why Peter Parker is the perfect whore”.

Peter mewled with embarrassment as Tony wrote the words down, the chuckles from the
other men only elevating the feeling. From the corner of his eye, he could see Steve bring up
his phone, recording the session with one hand as he continued to jerk off with the other.

“First off, his body is just begging to be fucked, 24/7”

As if to prove the point, Stephen picked up the pace, pounding his cock into Peter’s needy
hole even harder, even deeper.

“He’s got adorable, sensitive nipples.” Tony dug the marker into Peter’s hardened buds,
pushing it painfully into him, making Peter scream.

“His ass is a gift from the gods. It's the perfect mix between juicy and firm that no one can
resist groping him.” Tony took a second to write his points down before continuing.

“And, he has the cutest little cock.” Stephen grabbed Peter’s thigh and lifted it, twisting
Peter’s body sideways so his hard cock was visible to everyone, barely covered by the thong.
Tony said little, but Peter was slightly above average. Just in comparison to everyone else, he
was considered small.

Tony smirked before he grabbed it, pushing the thong snug beneath his balls, before jerking
his penis up and down. Peter moaned loudly, the pleasure hitting him tenfold as he was
finally being touched. But as quickly as the pleasure came, it was replaced with pain as Tony
started to slap his sensitive cock.

Peter squealed and thrashed around, trying to get away from Tony’s merciless slaps, but to no
avail. Stephen had a bruising grip on him and an even more dangerous cock still fucking the
lights out of him.

“It’s such a sensitive little thing~,” Tony said, cupping Peter’s balls and tugging on it,
tethering on excruciatingly painful.

Peter’s moaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head as that was when Stephen's cock head
found his prostate.

“Oh fuck- yes- yes- yes- yes!” He started to babble, Stephen’s thrusting hitting his weak spot
repeatedly.

Bucky chimed in, “Put down ‘perfect dick sucking lips’”

“And, loves the taste of cum,” Thor added.

“Is a slut for cocks,” Steve concluded.

Stephen grunted, all the dirty talk getting to him too. He leaned forward and bit Peter’s ear,
his teeth sinking into the lobe before he pulled it.

“Such a filthy fucking slut, taking my cock so good.” he growled into Peter’s ear, “You like it
when they talk about you like this, don’t you?” Peter tried to shake his head but failed.

“Don't lie to me.” Stephen continued, “I felt your ass tighten each time they said something.
Filthy slut. Dirty whore.”

“Im-M- Gonna cuuuummm~” Peter cried out, his voice jumping with each thrust.

“Gonna cum baby boy?” Tony asked, smiling. He grabbed the younger one's flailing cock as
well as his own, bigger one before he pressed the two together. Taking one hand, he started to
jerk both the dicks at once, making Peter scream. “I guess we’ll allow it since you’ve been
such a good boy for us today.”

Steve spoke up, “Make him cum on his face.”

Tony angled Peter’s cock and when the boy climaxed, his semen shot up and coated his face.
The erotic sight of Peter covered in his own cum tipped Stephen over the edge and he
climaxed as well, plunging his cock as far as it could go inside Peter and filling him up. Peter
mewled as the warm, thick liquid poured into him, his body shivering in delight.

He could only enjoy it for a second though before Tony grabbed his hair and brought him
down to his knees. “Mouth open,” he ordered before he started to furiously jerk off his cock.
The other three quickly joined as well, surrounding Peter as they stood over him, fucking
their fists. Peter closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out, tightening his ass to make sure no
cum dripped out as he waited. He didn’t need to wait long, all of them being pretty riled up
from the show. Tony came first, his cock spurting out cum all over Peter’s already dirty face.
Some of it landed in his mouth which he swallowed happily. Next was Bucky and Steve,
cumming over his chest and torso and last was Thor, whos cum splashed over Peter’s face but
then dripped down to his spent cock.

“Let’s get you on the table,” Steve announced before he picked up the boy easily and dumped
his ass on the desk, right beside the whiteboard. Peter didn't even need them to speak to know
what they wanted from him. With a loopy grin, he spread his legs, showing off his fucked out
hole dripping with cum. The men hooted as they took pictures, zooming in on his face or his
ass to get the perfect shot. Peter put out peace signs and stuck his tongue out, his cock
twitching at each flash of the camera. Something so demeaning about Peter’s picture being
taken right after he got fucked, covered in cum, next to the board that called him a whore.

And he loved it.

~~~~~

Peter’s job was to be the avenger’s sex toy.

What started as a simple internship, soon led to him being promoted as their assistant. It
might have been because he was good at his job, but mostly because each of them wanted to
fuck him so badly they gave him a job that had him around them at all times.

Not that Peter was complaining. He had to admit, he loved it.

He first came into the company, a bumbling, nervous kid who wanted to please everybody.
One look at him and Tony had dragged him into his office and sucked Peter off till the
nineteen-year-old climaxed into his mouth. Peter then returned the favor, very clumsily
sucking Tony’s big cock and it seemed like his innocent display was a huge turn-on for Tony,
leading the older man to cum over the younger one's face relatively quickly.

Tony had then bent Peter over his lap and swiftly pulled his pants down, hissing as he stared
shamelessly at Peter’s juicy ass.

“I’ve wanted to do this the second I saw you kid.” Tony had growled, using both hands to
grab each cheek, squeezing the flesh tightly.

That was when Steve had walked in on them as Tony was stuffing Peter’s hole with two
fingers. Peter turned frightened, worried that Steve would have issues with it.

A pleasant turn of events led to Peter’s virginity taken by Steve’s massive cock, stretching his
hole painfully, but it was a burn that got Peter hooked.

Word of Tony and Steve fucking Peter seemed to have gotten around to the other main
members, and in two days, Peter had been fucked by each of them. Bucky took him in his
office, Stephen fucked Peter’s face in the bathroom and then finger banged Peter to orgasm,
and Thor pounded into him in the hallway, the fear of being caught simply escalating the
sexual tension between them.
A week later and Peter was being tossed around like a toy between them all. Tony, Steve,
Bucky, Thor, and Stephen Strange, the core heads of the Avengers company who were free to
do whatever the hell they wanted. Thankfully, Peter was quite the cockslut, so he was more
than eager to satisfy them all. Not to mention it was a huge boost in ego. The fact that these
handsome, sexy, wealthy men all wanted him was something that turned him on so much, a
fact that wasn't lost to his new partners. They abused his praise kink so much, just a slight pat
on the head would make Peter melt.

That was two years ago. Peter was now almost 21 and the fucking over the years only seemed
to have increased, much to his surprise.

He looked forward to every workday with excitement.

He had the best job ever.

~~~~~
 Clint and Cooper
Chapter Summary

Tony and Peter wind up on Barton's farm to convince him to help out in Avenger's
business.
Well, Peter did most of the convincing.
And he was so good at convincing that Barton's son decided to join as well.

Chapter Notes

Just a quick heads up! This chapter does not feature incest but it does have a father and a
son fucking the same guy. If that isn't your thing you might wanna skip this one.

~~~~~

“Ah-yes-yes-yes!” Peter squealed as he jumped on Tony’s cock. He didn’t even care that the
car was wobbling as it was being driven, he just wanted to keep fucking.

“I’m gonna cum baby boy! Get on your knees.”

Peter scrambled off Tony’s cock, awkwardly getting on his knees, a feat that proved a bit
difficult in a car. Once he got down, he took Tony’s cock into his mouth, allowing the older
man to fuck his throat before he climaxed, pouring his cum onto Peter’s eager tongue.

Peter moaned as he gulped it down. He loved the taste of his man’s cum.

“Hmmm~ Good boy~” Tony praised. He cocked his head as he glanced at Peter’s still aching
cock. “Wanna cum baby boy?”

“Y-Yes, please!”

“Go on then,” He lightly pressed his shoe into Peter’s balls, making the young man jump,
“Get yourself off. Hump my leg.”

Peter grabbed Tony’s thigh on instinct, his body dizzy over the shame he felt. The
humiliation, the degradation, the order to hump like a dog-

He loved it.
He moved before he realized what he was doing. He clamped his things over Tony’s leg,
rubbing his aching cock against Tony’s pants as he chased his orgasm. He bit the cloth around
Tony’s knees, shutting his eyes closed as tears filled his eyes. Tony whipped his phone out,
recording his shame to send to the rest of the Avengers, no doubt. Peter was already pent up
and horny, so it didn't take long for him to climax. The sensitivity of his dick, the rough
material of Tony’s suit, the dull pain in his ass- all of it came together to push him over the
edge.

“G-Gonna cum!”

“Then cum baby boy. Cum all over me.”

With that, Peter climaxed, his semen spattering out on Tony’s pants. He shivered and moaned
at the intensity, trying to catch his breath. Tony handed him a tissue that Peter took and tried
his best to wipe away his cum.

“Oh no...I think it’s stained pretty bad.” Peter whined, feeling apologetic.

“It’s fine,” Tony said, “I wanted you to stain it.”

“Really?”

“Yup. You’ll understand why later. Now get up and put your clothes on, we’re almost there.”

The two of them were on their way to visit a retired member of the Avengers, Clint Barton.
The man left before Peter had joined so he didn't know much about him, only that he was an
asset that retired to live a farm life and now, helps them occasionally with business. He
apparently had the best eye when it came to business deals and marketing (i.e. which target
needed to be killed for the company to flourish).

They had some big deals coming up and they needed Clint’s help with it. So Tony and Peter
were going to pay him a personal visit.

They reached in another five minutes, the driver parking their car in front of a lovely, wooden
home. Peter marveled at it when he got out. It had a very pure, country vibe to it.

“Took you long enough.” a voice suddenly called out. Peter looked and saw a man walk out
of the shed. He wore jeans and a tank top, his biceps rippling and glistening with sweat. He
had ashy brown hair and was rocking the ‘dominant older man’ vibes.

“Sorry about that. Had a late start.” Tony said, giving the man a hug. Peter hung around a bit
awkwardly but still tried his best to remain professional as the two men caught up.
Eventually, the conversation steered to him.

“You know Peter,” Tony said, gesturing to the young man.

“The personal assistant. How could I not?” The man moved forward and shook Peter’s hand,
“Nice to finally meet you Peter, I'm Clint.”

“Good to meet you too, Sir.” Peter said, “I wasn't aware you knew about me.”
“Trust me, I know a lot about you.” Peter might have seen it wrong but he was pretty sure
Clint looked him up and down, sending a shiver down his spine. He had to wonder what the
man meant by that.

“Come on in boys.”

~~~~~

The three of them sat in the living room, Tony and Peter next to each other on the couch
while Clint sat opposite of them. They made small talk as well as getting into details about
the business. Clint was hesitant, to say the least. It seemed like he didn't want to be roped
back into doing business with the Avengers. The previous times were out of desperation but
this time, it was purely to get the best outcome. He was still nice enough to give them drinks.
A cup of coffee for Tony and hot chocolate for Peter.

Their conversation went on for about an hour and through it, Peter noticed some not so subtle
moves by Tony. A hand on his thighs multiple times, going higher and higher up
occasionally. He would drop his phone by Peter and ask him to pick it up, making Peter bend
down to get it.

He knew what was going on and it only got confirmed to him when he saw Clints not so
subtle stares and the fire behind his eyes.

Clint had gone to the kitchen to take back the mugs they used and when he came back asked:
“What’s with the stain on your pants?”. He eyed the mark, the stain very visible and
prominent.

“Oh,” Tony said, briefly glancing at his pant leg before his hand shot out to grab and grope
Peter’s crotch, “It’s because this one came all over it in the car.”

“Wh-Mr. Stark!?” Peter shrieked, grabbing Tony’s hand as he gave his clothed dick a final
squeeze before he pulled away. Peter felt like his whole face was on fire, not looking at Clint
as the embarrassment washed over him.

Clint was silent for a few seconds before he said, “I know what you’re doing, Tony.”

Tony raised an eyebrow, “Is it working?”

“...Maybe. Come on, let’s talk.” Clint gestured for Tony to go outside with him and the man
followed. Peter stayed in place, knowing that he wasn't needed for the conversation and he
was glad. He needed a minute for his cock to soften and he would have felt really
embarrassed if they had a business discussion with a hard-on.

He only had to wait for five minutes before Tony walked in. He gestured for Peter to stand
up, which the younger man complied to.

“So, Clints agreed to work with us.”

“That’s great!”
“Yeah, but, he said he needs more...convincing.” Tony said, smacking Peter’s ass, “So do
your thing, baby boy.”

“Wh-I-oh.” Peter sputtered, taking a second to understand what Tony was implying,
“Will...will it work?”

“Of course. The way he’s been eyeing you this entire time, I’m surprised he didn't drag you
to his shed and have his way with you already.”

Peter felt himself blush, looking down at the ground bashfully. Tony chuckled and lovingly
kissed his head, pulling him in for a hug. Peter melted into the embrace, sighing in content at
the warmth and comfort of Tony’s strong arms around him. He enjoyed these moments just as
much as the sex.

Well, maybe not as much as sex, but it was definitely nice.

“I made a deal with him,” Tony said, “He can have his way with you till tomorrow morning
then we’re in business.”

“Hmmm~” Petter hummed, liking the sound of the plan, “Is he any good?”

“He was when he was with us. Retiring and plowing a farm all day… I bet he’s got even
better.”

Peter felt himself shiver. Over Tony's shoulder he could see Clint watching them through the
door. They made eye contact and Peter almost moaned at the passionate expression Clint had
in his eyes.

After what felt like hours but in reality was just ten minutes, Tony had driven away,
promising to be back early next morning.

All that was left now was Peter and Clint.

~~~~~

Peter groaned into Clint’s mouth, the older man’s tongue plunging into it. Their tongues
battled for dominance, a fight that Clint easily won. The two of them were on the living room
couch, Peter sitting on Clint’s lap as they passionately made out. Clint was still fully dressed
while Peter was shirtless, the torn cloth tossed onto the floor. Clint seemed to have a thing for
his pecs, his hands groping and squeezing Peter’s chest, occasionally tweaking a nipple. The
young man knew his body was to die for. He worked out a lot, making his abs, thighs, and ass
all the more irresistible but was pleasantly surprised when his pecs started to get their own
attention. Thor especially loved to play with them. He would grab Peter’s “tits” (as the
blonde man liked to call them) whenever he had the chance, suck on them, toy with them,
stuff his cock between them and get off, the list goes on.

They broke the kiss, Clint not wasting any time as he moved down and took one of Peter’s
nipples into his mouth, making the man moan.
“Ah fuck~” Peter hissed as Clint’s tongue did wonders. He sucked on the hardened bud, his
tongue swirling it around while his hands roamed around his torso, tweaking the other nipple
before moving down and cupping Peter’s butt.

“Nice ass.” Clint growled into Peter’s skin, grabbing a handful, “looks way better in person
than the pictures.”

“P-pictures?” Peter stuttered, whimpering as Clint’s teeth grazed his sensitive nipple before
pulling away.

“What? You think the Avengers don’t barrage me with the pictures and videos they take of
you? Almost convinced me to come back, just so I could have a piece of you. A piece of this-
”

His hands firmly smacked Peter’s ass, pulling him closer. He groped the flesh, the tips of his
fingers pressing teasingly towards his hole.

“Oh, fuck-” Peter cursed, tossing his head back. His cock was getting harder by the second,
something Clint took notice of. Using his grip on Peter, he thrust his own hips up, pressing
his hardening cock against the younger man.

“Feel that?” he asked, chuckling as he manhandled Peter’s body, making him grind and roll
his hips in a whorish manner, “Can't wait to get inside your tight ass.”

“So- fuck- So do it then,” Peter said, a bit frustrated over the lack of pleasure. They were still
wearing too many clothes.

“Patience. I have all night to play with you, I'm going to take my time.”

Clint tightened his grip on Peter’s jeans and dug his fingers in before pulling them apart,
ripping the fabric. Peter squealed as his jeans were torn easily, exposing his behind. His briefs
followed the same treatment, leaving Peter’s asshole exposed.

“I didn't bring a change of clothes,” Peter whined, his cock growing harder.

“A whore like you doesn't need clothes.” Clint said, taking a second to suck on two fingers
before he trailed them down to Peter’s ass, “Just be naked. Will save everyone a lot of time.”

“Hmm~” Peter hummed, licking his lips as Clint inserted one wet finger into his hole and
started to toy with it, “but I love it when people rip it off of me.”

Clint chuckled, using his other hand to smack Peter’s ass harshly before he grabbed a
handful, “Of course you do. Fuck! They really got their hands on a good one. It makes me
regret leaving.”

He grabbed Peter’s thighs as he stood up, Carrying the young boy to his bedroom. He
slammed the door open before tossing Peter onto the king-sized mattress.

Peter’s body bounced a bit as he was thrown onto the bed. He shivered as Clint crawled over
him, his pupils dilating as his eyes roamed over Peter’s body.
“S-So why did you leave?” Peter asked, helping Clint get his shirt over his head.

“I fell in love,” Clint said, tossing his shirt on the floor “Got married, had babies. The Mafia
life didn't suit me anymore.”

“Wait, you’re married?!” Peter exclaimed, pushing himself up by his elbows. Peter was so
enamored by his body and attitude that he didn't notice the ring on Clint’s finger which was
enough for Peter to call it all off. He was a slut but he wasn't one to break up relationships
over it.

Clint seemed to catch onto Peter’s internal debate and let out a soft chuckle. He pushed Peter
back onto the bed and straddled his waist.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head over it.” Clint said, “Wanna know why she isn't here
right now? Because she’s in the city, playing with a boy toy of her own. Ever heard of an
Open relationship, kid?”

“Oh,” Peter said, feeling a bit embarrassed but mostly relieved.

“Yeah ‘oh’. Now you want to keep talking about my wife or are you gonna let me fuck you
till you pass out?”

Peter grinned, licking his lips, “Is that a promise?”

“It’s a threat.” Clint growled, his hands coming down to cup Peter’s bulge, making the
younger one yelp, “You belong to me today, and you bet your sweet ass I’m not going to let
you take a break until Tony picks you up tomorrow.”

Clint unbuttoned Peter’s pants and quickly pushed the torn material off of him, along with his
boxers. Flipping him over, Clint groaned as he stared at Peter’s ass, his hands going down to
grab his cheeks and squeeze.

“P-Please. Give it to me.” Peter begged, getting hornier by the second.

“Oh, I’m going to give it to you, alright.” Clint growled, “But I need to prep you first.”

Peter whined, annoyed, and swallowed his words when Clint gave his ass a sharp spank. He
reached into his bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. Squirting a bit on his fingers,
Clint didn’t waste a second before plunging two into Peter’s hole. Peter had gotten fucked by
Tony before they arrived at the farm, so he wasn’t as tight as he usually was, something Peter
was grateful for as it meant they get to fuck faster.

Clint seemed to think the same. After a minute of fingering and stretching Peter out, Clint got
up and took off his pants. Peter craned his neck and practically drooled when he saw Clint’s
naked body. His torso was muscular and toned, but still broad. His arms were rippling and his
thighs were bulging. He had a bit of hair on his chest and some on his navel, leading down to
a deliciously hard cock. His dick was as impressive as the Avengers. He was pretty big in
length but it didn’t compare to the girth. He was thick with a capital ‘T’, the head of his cock
red and bulbous with heavy balls at the bottom.
Peter couldn’t wait to get that inside of him.

He shook his ass, making his cheeks jiggle and grinned as Clint took the bait. The older man
crawled up on the bed, a predatory gleam in his eyes and he took hold of Peter’s hips,
positioning him on his knees.

“Are you ready for your pounding?” Clint asked, pressing his thick head into Peter’s hole,
teasingly pushing forwards and back.

“Yes! Yes! Pound me- fuck me- I want it!”

Without saying a word, Clint complied. With one hand gripping Peter’s hip tightly, the other
on his cock, he started pushing into Peter. They groaned at the feeling. Peter’s eyes rolled up
at the burn, Clint’s cock stretching him slowly as it plunged deeper and deeper inside him

“Yes-yes-yes-oh!” Peter cried out as Clint bottomed out, his cock stretching his hole
deliciously.

“That feel good?” Clint asked, raising a hand to smack it across Peter’s ass before he grabbed
the younger one’s hips and slowly started to thrust.

“S-So good!” Peter moaned, rolling his hips back. He heard Clint chuckle before he started to
pick up the pace.

“Fuck this ass is as perfect as I imagined”

Peter felt a hand on the back of his neck and he willingly got pushed forward, his face
pressed into the mattress as Clint started to pound into him.

The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping skin, Clint’s grunting and Peter’s
screams, muffled by the material in his mouth.

Peter’s voice started to jump with every powerful thrust, his ass jiggling as Clint’s hips
pounded into his own. He cried out as Clint suddenly changed his position, reaching forward
and taking a hold of Peter’s arms, holding them back. Peters back arched, his torso suspended
as he was fucked mercilessly, his hands in Clint's unrelenting hold.

“You like this, don't you?” Clint grunted out, his thrusting getting more frenzied, “Like being
fucked like a toy for my pleasure.”

“Yes! Yes! I love it!”

“Say it, whore!”

“I’m just a toy! Fuck me, use me, breed me!”

“Oh, I’m going to breed you alright. Going to fill you up with so much cum you’ll be leaking
for days!”

“Yes! Please!”
“Hey dad, why is there a- oh!”

Peter and Clint froze, looking up towards the open door, Clint’s cock still in Peter’s ass. They
saw a young man, whose hair and eyes were the same as Clint’s.

“So this explains the torn clothes in the living room,” he said, tilting his head to get a good
look at Peter.

Peter felt like he wanted to crawl into a hole with the way the Son was staring at him. He felt
hot, ashamed, embarrassed, but he couldn't control himself when his dick twitched.

“Hey Cooper,” Clint said, not at all phased that his son walked in on him fucking some guy,
“Didn’t know you’d be back home so soon.”

“Yeah well, the party wrapped up faster than we thought.”

Peter started to struggle a bit, wanting to cover himself up. He felt so humiliated being caught
by Clint’s son. However, Clint’s hold didn't let up.

“Hey, hey,” He said, suddenly starting to move his hips, making Peter squeal, “Don’t worry
your pretty head over this, it isn't the first time. We’re a very...open family.” Clint consoled,
gradually picking up the pace, “Cooper’s fucked some of my wife’s friends, I’ve fucked some
of his ex-girlfriends, cards on the table, we don't care.”

“Yeah,” Cooper agreed, “Well...I’ll let you get back to it-”

“What? You don't want to try him out?” Clint asked, making his son pause and making Peter
sputter in confusion, all the while Clint continued to pound into him.

“I’m...not into guys…” Cooper said, not sounding very convincing.

“Don't know until you try,” Clint said, bringing a leg up to better his posture, giving him
more space to fuck Peter’s hole. He let go of Peter’s hands, allowing the younger one to
support himself while he grabbed his hips to better pound into him. Peter felt his inhibitions
run loose as he started to feel the pleasure again. He wanted to hide from his son but he also
wanted more of that cock. No surprise, he decided on the latter. He simply stuck his ass out
and pushed back to continue taking in more of that delicious dick. Whatever family dynamic
the Barton’s had, it wasn't his business.

Clint grunted, increasing his pace before he stopped, pushing his cock as deep as he could
inside Peter before he started to twirl his hips, making him moan.

“Trust me, his ass is better than any pussy you’ve ever fucked.”

Cooper thought for a second, looking at Peter’s naked body and fucked out expression, “He is
pretty cute…fuck it, why not.”

Clint barked out a laugh as Cooper shut the door behind him and walked towards them.
“That’s my boy. Your old man can teach you a few moves if you’d like. Just give me a
minute to finish here.” He caught Peter’s hip in a bruising grip and started to bash their hips
together, his cock brutally smashing into Peter’s prostate, making him scream.

He felt his eyes roll to the back of his head, his tongue starting to stick out as the pleasure
was slowly starting to overtake him.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” Cooper cursed, fumbling with the buttons before he pulled down his pants
and whipped his hardening cock out. He crawled onto the bed and kneeled in front of Peter.
He slapped his cock (Basically a smaller version of Clint. Similar length but not as thick, but
still pretty good) across Peter’s face a few times before guiding it into his mouth. Peter went
along eagerly, happily taking the big cock into his mouth. He hummed as he sucked the head,
his tongue playing with the slit before he flattened it out, taking the cock farther into him. He
preened as he felt it harden inside his mouth, bobbing his head faster.

“Fuck! Fuck! That’s good!” Cooper cursed, tossing his head back. He had gotten a lot of head
before, but nothing compared to this.

“Told you.” Clint grunted, the force of his thrusting pushing Peter forward which in turn,
pushed Cooper's cock deeper down his throat, “This whore is trained to be the best. Do a
good job Peter, you’re the first man to give my son a blowjob.”

“Peter…” Cooper said, trailing a gentle hand over Peter’s cheek, “Where did you find him?”

“Old co-worker let me borrow him for the night- ah- fuck yeah-” Clint said, his thrusting
getting more erratic as he was close to cumming.

“All night? Awesome! I feel like I can fuck this mouth for hours!” Cooper picked up the
pace, slowly thrusting into Peter’s throat.

“Wait till you- fuck- try out this ass- cumming- Cumming!” With a cry, Clint thrust his cock
flush against Peter’s ass and came ropes and ropes of thick cum. He filled Peter’s eager hole,
thrusting a few more times to milk himself dry. Peter’s hand made its way to his cock and he
jerked off, not needing to wait long as he immediately followed Clint's orgasm with his own,
spraying the sheets with his jizz.

Cooper continued to fuck Peter’s mouth as Clint calmed down. The older man slowly pulled
out, the sound of his dick dragging out of Peter’s sloppy hole music to his ears. He finally
pulled out completely, watching fascinated as he held Peter’s cheeks open to see his cum start
to dribble out of the fucked out hole.

“So fucking hot!” Clint growled.

Cooper grunted, his grip on Peter’s jaw tightening as his thrusting was starting to lose the
rhythm, “Cumming! Fuck! I’m cumming!”

Clint grinned as he moved forward a bit, grabbing Peter’s hair in a bruising grip. Using it as
leverage, he started to shove Peter’s face ruthlessly up and down Copper’s dick. Peter’s nose
kept slamming into Cooper’s navel, tears brimming his eyes as his throat was fucked
mercilessly.

“Yeah, you like that? Being used as my son’s toy? As a sex doll?” He growled, his grip
unrelenting, “Here comes your reward, a healthy serving of cum~”

“Fuck! Here it comes!”

With a shout, Cooper climaxed, thrusting his hips as far as they would go. Along with that,
Clint used both hands to grip the back of Peter’s head and pushed, holding him steady as
Copper’s cum was shoved down his throat. Peter’s eyes rolled to the back of his head from
the rough treatment, lamenting the fact that he couldn't taste cum, given that the dick was so
far down his throat. Once it was done, Peter was pulled off, coughing and wheezing.

“Fuck. That was amazing.” Cooper said, breathless.

“That’s not even the best part, bud,” Clint said. He took a hold of Peter’s legs and spread his
eagle, once again, Peter’s face collided with the mattress.

He couldn't rest for even a second though as he shot up, letting out a loud moan.

Clint had stuffed his face between his cheeks and was going down on his hole. His tongue
danced around the rim a few times before he shoved it in, making Peter’s toes curl. Clint
started to eat out his own cum, sucking it from inside Peter. Cooper was getting himself
ready, his cock already starting to harden up again. He jacked it up and down as he watched
his dad eat out Peter, more interested in seeing Peter’s face. His cheeks were flush red, his
tongue was sticking out and his eyes started to roll to the back of his head from the pleasure.
Two minutes go by before Clint comes back up, running a hand over his mouth.

“He’s all your bud.” He said, patting Peters ass, making the flesh jiggle.

“Oh.” Cooper said, “I- What do I do?”

“What you normally do when you fuck someone. But I get it, the first time with a man can be
confusing, we can take it slow. How about you lie down and Peter rides you?”

Cooper gulped and nodded frantically, scrambling to lie down on the bed. Peter pushed
himself up and crawled up to Cooper, not needing orders to know what he had to do.
Stradling Cooper’s hips, he aligned the young boy’s dick to his ass, the head teasing his rim a
bit before he started to sink down on it.

“Yeah, just like that.” Clint grunted, stroking his dick to the scene.

Peter started to mewl as Cooper started to stretch him out. Cooper himself was panting, very
vocal unlike his father. He gripped the bedsheets as Peter’s tight heat enveloped him. The
feeling unlike anything else he’d experienced.

When Peter finally bottomed out, the two of them took a minute to adjust to each other.
Eventually, they started to move. Peter rolled his hips, moaning softly as his body got used to
Cooper inside of him.
“Oh fuck- oh fuck!” Cooper cried out. Peter didn't blame him. He fucked a lot of men on the
daily, of course, his ass would be too much to handle for a virgin.

Not that he was disappointed. He found it kind of cute.

Peter started to bounce, his thighs getting a workout as he fucked himself on Cooper’s dick.
He started to twist and angle himself, trying to get Cooper’s cock to hit his prostate. The
movement added more pleasure to Cooper, causing the young man to start bucking his hips as
he moaned obscenely. Peter had to admit, he started to understand why his men loved teasing
and dominating him so much. Cooper was so cute and innocent, gasping and panting over
fucking his first guy, Peter wanted to spoil him rotten.

Peter’s attention was suddenly taken away as Clint stood up and pressed his cock to Peter’s
lips. Not needing words, Peter opened his mouth and took Clint in, his jaw aching from
having to accommodate the girthy man. With a dick in his ass and one in his mouth, Peter felt
so happy. He didn't want the night to end.

~~~~~

The evening turned into night, and that eventually turned to the dawn. True to his word, Peter
wasn't given a single moment to rest. They continued to fuck for hours, Peter rode Cooper’s
dick, sucked them both off at the same time, sat on Cooper’s face and was pounded
missionary style into the bed. Even during dinner, while Clint cooked them a meal, Peter was
bent over the dining table and fucked by Cooper. While the Bartons ate their food, Peter
sucked their cocks and while Peter ate his food, Clint taught Cooper how to properly suck
dick by using Peter’s cock as a practice dummy. Copper was clumsy at first, but the third
time he sucked Peter’s dick, he had the moves of a pro. After that, they made it their mission
to fuck Peter on every surface in the house. They took turns, recharging their batteries while
the other fucked Peter. He was fucked missionary on the couch, pounded near the fireplace,
Clint spanked his ass raw on Cooper’s bed, and face fucked him in the bathroom. He was
made to crawl to the front porch where he was caught in a mating press, stuffing his hole with
cum. After they were done, Peter was taken to the shed where he ate out Cooper’s virgin ass
and proceeded to take the eighteen-year-olds anal virginity, he fucked Cooper’s hole while
Clint fucked his. They then put him face down on the front of the tractor, legs spread before
Clint turned on the engine, making the vehicle shake but not move. Peter screamed as the
vibration brutally teased his cock. The two men simply watched his ass and thighs jiggle with
the force of the engine running, all the cum leaking out of his loose ass. Once they were
satisfied, Cooper brought Peter to his knees and face fucked him, after which Clint fucked
him in the tractor so hard the vehicle started to shake.

It was at this point, Peter’s memory started to turn hazy. They moved back to the master
bedroom and fucked a couple more times before he blacked out. He woke up the next
morning to the sound of a camera going off. He opened his eyes to see Tony, a massive grin
on his face as he and Clint shared the pictures they took with each other. Peter’s entire body
was sore, from his ass to his jaw, and he didn't need to see his state to know that he was
covered and filled with cum.

“So, how was he?” Tony asked, already knowing the answer.
“Absolutely perfect. You caught a great one here, Tones.”

“I know.”

Peter could purr at how proud Tony sounded of him.

“Do we have a deal?”

“Only if you send him over again.”

Tony looked at Peter, his face already starting a smile at the implication that he could be back
here.

“I think he would like that.”

~~~~~
 Peter and Petra's amazing job
Chapter Summary

Peter and Petra, twins who are under the care of Tony Stark, take their jobs very
seriously.

Chapter Notes

I was too lazy to describe some stuff so look up 'Spanking bench' and BDSM chairs if
you want to get a better picture of what's to come. I had to look through BDSM furniture
which is like, wow. What a dream. Or, go look at Akidearest's video where she goes into
a Japanese Love hotel. The stuff that the room has got me drooling and fantasizing and
ultimately gave me the idea for this story. Oh, also japanese maid costumes if you dont
have an idea of what they look like.
Anyway, hope you enjoy this! i really like it if i do say so myself.

“Oh- fuck! Yes! Daddy- fuck- feels so good!”

Petra threw her head back, trying to stay still as Tony ate out her pussy. She knew how much
he hated it when she squirmed. Almost like he knew she would at some point, Tony’s
bruising grip on her thighs didn't relent as his skillful tongue shoved itself into her hole,
moaning at her taste.

But he couldn't focus on her too much before his attention was taken elsewhere.

His cock popped out of Peter’s mouth, the young man gasping for breath as he stroked the
wet dick.

“Daddyyyy~” Peter moaned, “I want you inside me. Can I? Please?”

Tony chuckled, the vibration making Petra moan before he took his mouth away from his
delicious pussy. “You’ve been a good boy. Fuck yourself on my cock.”

Peter excitedly got up on his knees, quickly straddling Tony’s waist. He placed the older
man's cock by his entrance, moaning loudly as he slowly sank down. His tight rim stretched
out to accommodate Tony’s girth.

“Fuckkk!” Peter whined, “Daddy’s cock is so big!”

He bottomed out, his juicy ass quivering as he got used to the cock inside of him. No matter
how many times they fuck, Tony’s dick still took his breath away. Soon he started to move,
bouncing up and down as he fucked himself on Tony’s cock.

Tony’s hips started to move, helping Peter along. The young boy shrieked as his cock head
bashed against Peter’s prostate, a jolt of pleasure coursing through his bodies. With renewed
enthusiasm, Peter started to bounce even harder, lifting himself up until only Tony’s cock-
head was inside of him before plunging down, screaming as the cock filled him upto the
brim.

Petra was close to climaxing, the mix of Tony’s moving body coupled with his groans of
pleasure from fucking her brother’s hole was driving her closer to the edge.

“D-Daddy!” she squealed, “Cumming daddy!”

However, as soon as she said that, Tony pushed her up, separating her pussy from his tongue.

“Wh-daddy!” Petra whined, which earned her a sharp slap across her ass.

“Didn't I warn you about being greedy, princess?”

“S-Sorry, daddy.”

“Good. Now adjust yourself, daddy wants to play with your titties.”

Petra silenced her complaints as she moved her hips further down Tony’s body, until she was
by his abs. Bending forward, her chest was right above Tony’s face. He licked his lips as she
watched her boobs jiggle each time Peter fucked himself. He pulled her down, her elbows
bent as he stuffed his face between her tits. He motor-boated them, enjoying the soft feeling
surrounding his face. Tony could die right now and still be happy. He had a sexy babe’s tits
on his face and a twink with his cock up his ass.

Speaking of which, Peter was drooling over the consistent pounding. He found the perfect
position, where with a roll of his hips, Tony’s cock was hitting his prostate each time. Peter’s
cock was rock hard and leaking with pre-cum. The translucent liquid was dripping down onto
Tony’s abdomen and Peter knew he couldn't hold on much longer.

“Daddy! I’m gonna cum- can I cum, please?” he begged as his rhythm started to falter.

Tony, who had to stop himself from sucking on Petra’s nipple, thankfully said:

“Cum baby-boy~”

Petra was gently pushed off before Tony grabbed Peter’s hips and started to bash his own
upwards. Tony’s hips met Peter’s ass, his cock mercilessly abusing his prostate as he chased
his orgasm.

“C-Cumming- cumming!” With a shot, Peter climaxed, his cock spurting out ropes of cum
that splattered all over Tony’s chest.
Tony stilled, not wanting to cum yet. He grit his teeth as Peter’s walls tightened around him,
almost enticing him to release his semen but he stayed strong. There was another hole he
wanted to use before he came.

Once Peter had calmed down, Tony got him off his cock slowly. The sound of moist skin
separating from each other filled the room and Peter shivered. Without being told, he got off
of Tony, giving his man ample room to move onto his next task.

Petra tried to hide her grin as Tony’s attention was now back on her. She was lying beside
him, watching as Tony fucked her brother, and now it was her turn.

Without wasting any time, Tony flipped her over to her stomach, pulling her ass towards him.
Lining his cock with her drenched pussy, he pushed in. Petra screamed into the mattress as
Tony took her, his body dominating hers and not giving her any space to move. Just the way
she liked it. Both hands on her hips, Tony started to pound her into the bed. Both of them
were riled up and ready to burst so it didn't take long for them to reach that point.

“You close, baby girl?” Tony growled into her ear, his hips ruthless as he drove his cock in
and out of her.

“So close daddy! Can I cum? Please?”

“Cum all over Daddy’s cock, baby.”

And she did. She came with a scream, her body convulsing as her orgasm was fucked out of
her. Tony continued to thrust, milking her orgasm before he swiftly pulled out.

“Come and get it!” he growled, bringing his hand up to jack himself off. Peter and Petra, both
quickly made their way towards him, on their hands and knees. Their cheeks pressed
together, both of them watched intently as Tony brought himself to cum, their mouth wide
open to catch his semen.

“Here it comes- fuck!” With a cry, Tony came. Ropes of thick cum spurted out of his dick,
splashing onto the twins. He aimed it appropriately, giving the greedy twins equal servings of
cum. They obediently swallowed it, the substance easily sliding down their throats.

The three bodies collapsed onto the bed. Tony was in the middle, completely content as both
Parker's snuggled him on each side. He drew them in closer, kissing their heads.

"Thank you for today, Daddy.” Peter said, sighing happily.

Petra nodded, kissing Tony’s chest before snuggling into his neck, “Best birthday ever!”

“I’m glad you two had fun.” Tony said, rubbing his hands gentle over their naked backs,
“Anything to spoil my treasures~”

Peter and Petra were twins that Tony had taken in. Their parents passed away a year ago, they
had no family to support them and ended up living in the streets. Thankfully, Tony spotted
them one day, and through no logic or reasoning, just pure instinct (and a bit of lust over
looking at the two, drop dead gorgeous twins) Tony took them back to his place.
The whole day was a blur. Peter and Petra were definitely not expecting it, and they definitely
weren't expecting Tony Stark, crime lord billionaire, to be interested in them.

One day they were living off the streets, next they were taken to a mansion, given a place to
stay and food to eat. So it came as no surprise that the twins fell in love with Tony that night
and were more than happy, weeks later, when Tony took their virginities.

Over a year had passed and the three couldn't be happier. Peter and Petra were spoilt rotten by
tony, the man showering them with love and presents while the twins paid back in mind-
blowing, passionate fucking.

Of course, they didn't want to be a burden and tried to help Tony out with his business as
much as they could and, not-surprisingly, they were very effective.

Speaking of which:

“I have to close an important business deal tomorrow.” Tony said, “I expect the two of you to
be there.”

“Okay!” They said, simultaneously.

“What do you want us to wear?” Petra asked.

“Hmmm.” Tony pondered, “I think they would enjoy the maid costumes.”

“Most of your clients seem to enjoy that one~” Peter teased.

“What can I say, they’re perverts.” Tony joked, “Besides, Maid costume or not, I doubt
anyone could deny the two of you~” He snarled as he grabbed their asses, giving them both a
tight squeeze.

“Are you both going to be good for Daddy tomorrow?”

Yes Daddy!”

~~~~~

“And that settles it.” Tony said, signing the last contract, “We’re officially in business.”

Tony smiled at his company. Five other men, namely, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Thor
Odinson, Stephen Strange and Clint Rogers. Each of them with a business under their name,
the six of them signing a contract to work together was one of the biggest collaborations in
the black market scene. Not that it was a surprise. Tony saw their potential and decided to
collaborate with them for future projects. Him owning the wealthiest and successful business
of them all, they would have to be idiots to refuse him.

“Great to be working with you all.” Stephen Strange said as they all stood up and shook
hands.

“Likewise.” said Steve Rogers, “We can do great things.”

Tony chuckled before clapping, “Now, enough of the formalities. As a celebration, i’ve
prepared something for everyone in good faith.”

“You didn't have to do that for us, Sir.” Bucky said.

“Please, call me Tony. And nonsense! Any situation calls for a party.”

He led them down a hallway and into an elevator. Fishing a key out of his pocket, Tony
inserted it into a keyhole before twisting it. He then entered a number sequence onto the
keypad before the elevator rumbled and started to move.

“Where are we going?” Stephen asked.

“To a secret floor.” Tony said, ignoring their tiny gasps, “You’ll understand why in a second.”

The elevator seemed to go pass the basement and down another floor before the doors opened
up. The men gawked as they slowly followed Tony out, their eyes wandering all over the
room, completely speechless.

It was a room clearly dedicated to sex.

On a wall lined an array of whips and paddles, beside which was a spanking bench. There
was a sex swing hanging up from the ceiling, a cushioned BDSM chair with cuffs and
restraints, a myriad of sex toys along another wall and plush couches in the center of the
room. There was a king sized bed in the corner with rich, velvet red sheets.

But most breathtaking off all, were the two twins standing in the middle of it all, waiting for
them.

Petra’s silky, long brown hair was cascading down her shoulders with a white bow on top,
which matched the outfit she was wearing. A black and white maids outfit, the low cut of the
blouse showed off her cleavage while the skirt reached her knees. Peter on the other hand,
while the blouse covered his chest fairly well, he was wearing a shorter skirt than his sister.
The frills of the skirt brushed over his creamy thighs and the thigh-high stocking only made
them look more attractive. .

“Wh-wha….” The men gaped, taken aback by the gorgeous twins presented in front of them
and the setting in which they were in.

Tony walked forward towards his twins, a hand on each shoulder as he turned around to the
gaping crowd.

“Call them tonight's’...entertainment. A show of good faith. A present, from me to you.”

“T-Tony this is-”

“A lot, yes. If it’s too much on your conscience, you’re all welcome to leave the room.”

No one moved a muscle which made Tony smile.

Clint spoke up, “S-so, what you’re saying is....we can…”

“This is Peter and Petra,” Tony explained, gesturing to each sibling, “They’re my treasures
and you all have full permission to do whatever you want with them. You can fuck them,
spank them, toy with them however you like. I found that it really builds teamwork when
everyone fucks the same whores.” He felt the two of them shiver under his hands, something
that didn't go unnoticed by the other men, “The only condition is that they both have safe
words, or if they’re gagged, safe-signals that means you have to stop immediately. Anyone
who continues after they’ve told you the safe word won't leave this building alive,
understood?”

The men agreed, not doubting for a second that Tony Stark would stay true to his word.

“And when it comes to secrecy, this incident does not leave the building. You don't tell
people about my treasures, and I won't tell anyone about tonight. There’s no judgement
within these walls, if my treasures are willing to participate in your kink, that’s all there is to
it. Any questions?”

Silence followed but not that it was a surprise.

“Ok. Let’s get started then.”

~~~~~

The night started off slow, all of them lounging on the couch as they started toying with the
twins.

Steve, Thor and Clint had their hands on Peter. The young man was straddling Steve’s lap,
his tongue shoved down the blonde man’s throat as the other two roamed their hands over his
body.

“Let’s get a look at that ass,” Thor growled as he flipped over Peter’s skirt. All three of them
swore as they saw the thong that made Peter’s butt look all the more ravishing.

“Fuck-” Clint cursed as he grabbed the thong and pulled upwards, making Peter squeal into
Steve’s mouth as the tiny cloth piece was tightened to expose his rim while also applying
pressure between his balls. It was such a filthy position to be in and it made his cock twitch.

Steve’s hands grabbed Peter’s cheeks with a resounding ‘SMACK’ as he spread them apart,
making his hole flutter. Thor leaned in, spitting on Peter’s hole before diving in, tongue first.
Peter had to stop kissing Steve to let out a moan, his body shivering as he was held still to
endure Thor’s onslaught.

“Turn him around.” Clint said, “More room for all of us to ruin him.”

Steve complied, turning Peter around like a rag-doll, the young man weighing practically
nothing to him. Peter swallowed a gasp at the sudden change, twitching as his legs were
hooked over Steve's to spread him wide. His thong was ripped off his body immediately,
leaving his bottom half bare, save for the stockings. The men seemed to really like it on him.

Thor got on his knees and pushed Peter’s hips up enough to stuff his face between his cheeks
and continue what he was doing. Clint took a hold of Peter’s erect cock, giving it a few jerks.

“What a pretty little cock.” he said, giving it a few slaps which made Peter’s hips jerk. Thor
growled in irritation over the movement, slapping Peter’s thighs as a warning. Clint laughed
before he leaned down and immediately took Peter’s cock down his throat. Peter’s cries were
muffled by Steve shoving two fingers into Peter’s mouth, his other hand going past Peter’s
dick to grab his balls, squeezing the sensitive flesh softly.

Tony let out a growl as he poured himself a glass of his finest whiskey. He took a sip as he
watched Peter getting ravished, not even wanting to blink lest he missed out on anything.

“Aren't you a pretty little thing~”

Tony looked to the other side, where the remaining two gentlemen were playing with Petra.
She was lying across their laps, with her legs over Bucky’s lap while her head was over
Stephens. Stephen’s hands were over her chest, taking his time to enjoy the soft molds. The
position made her tits look even more fabulous, a fact that wasn’t lost to them. Bucky slid his
hands up her legs and under her skirt, taking a second to peel off her panties and throw it to
the ground.

“Such a pretty face, look she's' blushing~ Isn’t that cute.” Stephen teased as his fingers found
her nipples through the cloth and started to lightly circle it. Even Tony could see how hard
they were getting.

“Pretty body, pretty tits- let's look at this pretty pussy, shall we?”

With that, he flipped her skirt over, exposing her bare vagina for everyone to see. Petra
instinctively made a move to cover herself up but Stephen quickly grabbed her hands, and
pinned it above her head.

“Naughty girl.” he said sternly, “We’re here to play with your body as much as we want, now
be a good girl and take it .” He grabbed two ends of her low cut blouse and ripped them apart,
her tits popping out.

“Oh- fuck!” She cried out as Stephen immediately grabbed her breasts, his large hands
groping and tugging on the soft flesh.

“She really is a beautiful sight, isn’t she?” Bucky asked, “Fuck- look at this pussy, Stephen!”
He grabbed her legs and pushed them towards Stephen, making her body bend. Petra
squealed as her pussy was shown off, like a price, to the other man.

“That is nice,” Stephen said. He brought a hand up to spread apart her pussy lips, making her
twitch, “So clean and pink and look at this-” his finger slid between her folds, toying with her
clit for a second before he pulled away, his finger coated with her slick, “little slut is enjoying
it.”
He brought his hand down and Petra opened her mouth without hesitation, taking his finger
and licking her wetness off of it.

“Of course she is.” Bucky said, before he planted his mouth on her exposed lips and gave it a
deep, long lick. Petra’s hips bucked upwards, wanting to feel more of that pleasure.

Bucky’s chuckle vibrated through her body as he dived back in, his arms wrapped around her
waist to maintain her position as he started to eat her out. Petra threw her head back in a
moan, pressing her thighs closer together as she trapped Bucky in between her legs, not that
the man was complaining.

“And while he’s doing that…” The sound of a zipper being pulled filled Petra’s ears from
above her and in the next second, a cock flopped down onto her face.

“Why don’t you help me with this?” Stephen said, not waiting for Petra’s response before he
moved forward and shoved his cock down her throat.

~~~~~

Tony was rock hard in his pants but he still refrained from touching himself. He simply took
another swig of whiskey and watched on. He loved his twins, and he loved fucking them but
this right here, was what he enjoyed the most. To see other people fuck what’s his, and use
them in such humiliating ways, it really got Tony’s motors running.

He would join eventually, but for now, he was just enjoying the view.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck-fcuuuck!!!” Petra screamed, throwing her head back as another orgasm was
fucked out of her. Thor and Steve chuckled, their assault on her body unrelenting even after
she came. They simply pressed the vibrators harder into her, wanting to make her climax
again.

Petra was strapped into the BDSM chair. Her hands were handcuffed and her legs were
strapped, spreading her eagle wide with no room for her to close them. Steve had a wand
vibrator assaulting her clit while Thor was fucking her with a dildo, the bumpy surface
coupled with the vibration pushing her to climax in no time. There were clamps on her
nipples, squeezing the hard nubs tightly and all she could do was scream.

“Come on baby, one more time.” Steve growled into her ear before he bit her earlobe,
increasing the vibration on the toy.

“Let’s get you to squirt this time.” Thor announced, driving the dildo further into her, “Think
we can do it?”

Not five minutes later, Petra was on the verge of cumming again. The second she said so,
Steve dropped the vibrator in favor of his hands. His fingers slid over her clit, abusing the
sensitive nub His hands were a blur as he furiously slapped her pussy a few times before he
went back to stroking her. Thor increased the pace too, angling the dildo to press up against
her bladder, his rhythm unrelenting.

“C-Cumming-cumming-cumming-cu-aaaaa!!” Petra screamed as she came again. Her butt

arched from the chair, the chains keeping her steady as she pushed her hips out. Her body
shook violently as she squirted, her juices pouring out of her as the men cheered. Steve’s
hand continued to pump her squirt out of her, not stopping until she did, not caring that his
hands were getting soaked. Thor was the same, driving that dildo in even deeper to get out all
the cum he could from her. Her body heavily slammed back into the chair, her head lolling
with her tongue slightly sticking out. She twitched and squealed as Steve gave her pussy a
few spanks, making her lips turn a light red.

“Fuck- that was so fucking hot.” Thor said, ripping the dildo out of her before he slotted
himself between her legs. He was already shirtless so once he took off his pants and
underwear, he was standing in front of her in all his naked glory. Petra couldn't help but stare
at his erect cock, standing large and proud as he insistently pressed up against her hole.

“Cant wait to fuck this pretty cunt.” Thor growled, “Ready?”

Petra nodded, her face changing from a grin to an ‘O’ as Thor slowly pressed his cock into
her, stretching her out deliciously.

While they started off slowly, Steve thanked the Gods of BDSM who had the brilliant idea of
making a chair that barely had any place for Petra to sit on, leaving her ass exposed.

He grabbed the lube, already planning on ways to ravish her asshole after Thor is done.

Tony couldn't help but palm his cock as he watched, feeling both horny and proud of his girl
for taking the men so well. His attention was then immediately taken elsewhere.

SLAP

SLAP

SLAP

SLAP

Peter let out another strangled cry, his voice muffled by the ball gag in his mouth as his ass
was spanked mercilessly.

Stephen let out a groan, adjusting his grip on the paddle before raising it up and bringing it
back down, the sound of the paddle coming in contact with Peter’s ass echoing through the
room.

Peter lurched forward but, just like Petra, couldn't move. He was strapped onto the Spank
bench on his stomach, his cock pressed painfully into the cushion beneath him but Peter
didn't mind, he enjoyed it. His hands and legs were handcuffed onto the table, leaving his ass
exposed to the spanking. He was drooling over the cushions, largely in part due to the ball
gag but also because of Clint rubbing one out in front of his face.
“Didn't know you guys were such sadists.” Clint remarked, looking and the two men who
were each holding paddles. Bucky and Stephen looked at each other and shrugged before
they brought their paddles down again, spanking one ass cheek respectively.

“You think we’re bad, you should see Steve.” Bucky said, “He’s a closeted sadist if i ever
saw one.”

“Really? Steve?” Clint looked over to where the blonde man was. He was currently balls
deep into Petra’s ass, he and Thor holding her up while they double teamed her. Steve was
always so sweet and decent, Clint was a little surprised when he agreed to partake in tonight.
Guess it goes to show you don't really know a person behind closed doors.

He was so distracted by the scene that he didn't notice he had moved closer to Peter and his
cock was almost pressed up to the boy's face.

If Peter’s eyes could have hearts popping out of it, it would. Clint laughed as he smeared his
pre-cum over Peter’s cheek.

“You look so desperate, boy.” Clint teased, “Want my cock that badly?”

Peter nodded, his eyes never leaving Clint’s dick. The older man undid the gag, giving Peter
a second to adjust to the feeling before grabbing his chin and lifting it up.

“Beg for it.”

Peter practically whimpered, “P-please- please! Give me your cock! I want to be filled! I
want you inside me!”

Bucky chimed in, “And that’s my cue.” He threw away the paddle and climbed onto the desk
behind Peter. Normally, they would be worried that the desk would break but Tony informed
them that he built it themselves, so they weren't worried.

Bucky lined his cock up against Peter’s lubed up hole, dragging the head up and down.

Peter whimpered again, trying his best to push his hips back, to get Bucky’s cock in him.
Clint’s grip on his chin got tighter, forcing Peter to pay attention to him.

“Open wide.” he said, pressing his cock against Peter’s lips.

The young boy happily stuck his tongue out, squealing in delight as Clint shoved his way in.

~~~~~

“Tony, can I- ah- fuck yes- Can I cum inside her?”

Tony looked back to where Stephen was fucking Petra on the bed, the man having caught her
in a mating press as he pushed his cock as deep as it could go inside her pussy.

Tony flashed him the thumbs up, “Like I told the others, they’re both clean and she’s on birth
control.”
“Oh fuck yes!” Stephen picked up the pace, chasing his orgasm. He pulled Petra tighter
towards him, practically bending in half as he pistoned his cock in and out of her relentlessly.

“Little slut, I felt the way you tightened around me. Don’t worry, i’m going to fill you up so
much you’ll be leaking for weeks.”

Petra was practically babbling from the pleasure, “C-cum-cum- gimme your cum!”

“Here it comes- fuck!”

Steven straightened his back as he drove his cock balls deep into Petra’s pussy as he
climaxed. His cock twitched as he pumped ropes and ropes of hot jizz into her, the feeling of
being filled pushing her to her own climax.

They stayed that way, Stephen milking his cock before they separated when Thor tapped his
shoulder.

“My turn. I wanna fill that cunt to the brim.”

Stephen pulled out and moved away to the couch where the others were taking a break. Petra
smiled and spread her legs wide as Thor tapped in, not waiting before he shoved his cock
inside of her, starting off at a ruthless pace.

Stephen collapsed onto the couch, accepting the glass of whiskey from Clint, watching as
Tony fucked the light out of Peter’s ass. Some of them had much better stamina than the
others, so it came to a point where they had to take breaks and lounge on the couch as they
recharged their batteries. At this point in the night, Tony had finally decided to join them and
was taking the moment to fuck Peter’s ass. The man was still sitting on the couch, the boy
facing away from him as he bounced on Tony’s cock, his ass jiggling each time he went
down.

“These are some treasure’s you have, Tony.” Bucky complimented, his eyes also glued to the
fuck fest in front of him.

“Oh, I know.” Tony grunted as he grabbed Peter’s hip and started to fuck him faster, “My
pride and joy.” they heard Peter whimper from the compliment, a cute reaction in an
otherwise, filthy situation.

Tony suddenly wrapped his arms around Peter’s waist and pulled him back, having the young
boys naked back attached to his own chest. He started to finger Peter’s nipples as he spread
his legs, exposing the hole where his cock was stuffed.

“Anyone wanna double team?”

Clint practically moaned, “Oh- fuck yes!” and got off the couch before anyone else could. He
positioned himself appropriately before thrusting his cock in besides Tony. All parties cried
out in pleasure as two cocks filled up Peter’s hole. After a few seconds of adjusting to the
new sensation, they continued to fuck.

~~~~~
It came to a point where people were starting to get hungry and that was when food was
served. Cooked by Tony’s finest chefs, the waiters wheeled in carts of luxurious meals just
waiting to be devoured. They didn't bat an eye over the fact that everyone was naked and
fucking the twins, presumably used to the scene, and they left as quickly as they entered.

The twins didn't feel the need to eat right then, so while the men ate, they entertained.

Two poles rose up from the ground and the men hooted and cheered as the twins gave them a
tantalizing show. Tony must have trained them supremely well as they didn't even show signs
of feeling tired. They climbed up the pole expertly, squeezing their bodies against the metal,
humping it, twerking against it, whatever they were asked to do, they did. If someone wanted
a blowjob while they ate, Peter complied. If Petra was asked to squeeze her tits together so
that when they poured alcohol into the curve of her breasts, they could suck it out easily, she
complied.

Soon enough, they went back to business.

~~~~~

One hard limit the twins had was fucking each other. They were not OK with being put in
situations where they would have to be sexual with each other, but, that wasn't to say they
were not OK with being toyed with at the same time by others.

The twins screamed as Steve dropped hot wax over their asses. Both of them were on their
knees, presenting their behinds to their crowd, tied up expertly by Steve himself. His cock
twitched as he played out his fantasies, the painful cries of the twins music to his ears.

Once he was done, Clint fucked Petra and Steve fucked Peter right on the floor, pounding the
two of them. Once they were filled with cum, two others tagged in and had a position they
wanted to try out. Stephen pulled Peter onto his cock, the boy facing away from him before
the two of them lied down. Petra was then manhandled onto Peter, their chests pressed
against each other as Bucky took her pussy from behind. The twins cries merged with one
another as they were fucked mercilessly before they were filled up with cum, once again.

Last were Thor and Tony. Thor fucked Peter while Tony fucked Petra and once the twins
climaxed, the men switched with Tony fucking Peter and Thor fucking Petra.

Once they all came and filled up their holes, all six of them went over to the walls and picked
up a toy they wanted to play with. The twins were thrown onto the bed, their bodies still tied
up to be toyed with and fucked by the various toys and whips the men brought over to
experiment with, merciless to their pouncing as they were sucked, fucked and ruined.

~~~~~

An hour passed.

Two hours

Three.
And the night still showed no signs of stopping.

Peter was being fucked on the sex swing, his body being lurched back and forth as Thor
pounded his ass mercilessly while, on the other side of the swing, he sucked off Stephen, the
man’s thick cock sliding easily down Peter’s throat. A vibrator was taped onto his cock,
pushing him from one painful orgasm to the next.

On the bed, Petra was getting the fucking of her life. She was laid down on Bucky, her back
on his chest as he fucked her ass from behind. Steve’s dick was in her pussy, he and Bucky
having a rhythm going as they double-teamed the girl and Clint was fucking her tits. Her soft
breasts were squashed together by his hands and he fucked it ruthlessly, his cock head
peeking out the top each time he thrust forward. All while her hands were restricted behind
her back, giving her no room to move.

Another hour later, and the event was finally coming to a close.

Petra screamed as she came again, her body shuddering violently as she couldn’t handle the
over-sensitivity. Bucky thrust a couple more times before he climaxed, pushing his cock as
far as it could go inside her before spilling another batch of cum inside her. He pulled out,
watching as his cum spilled out of her but this time, his cock remained flaccid.

He kissed Petra’s head, giving her pussy a few pats and enjoying it when she twitched before
he walked away, leaving her strapped and drooling on the chair. The other men had done the
same, all of them having fucked enough to milk themselves dry.

Tony spoke up, “Showers are all over the building. You’re welcome to use it.”

The men spoke their thanks before grabbing their clothes and walking out, not bothering to
get dressed. The building was empty except for them, anyway.

Tony let out a loud sigh before he looked at his treasures. Petra was sitting on the couch, legs
spread as cum leaked out her pussy. Her tits and her face were covered with semen too.

As was Peter. He was left bent over the bed, copious amounts of cum in his ass, thighs and
face.

“Come here my babies.” Tony said, kindly.

It took them awhile, but the two of them finally made their way to him. Petra reached him
first, straddling his waist before she sank down on his cock, the intrusion easy thanks to all
the cum. Tony moved her up and down, the girl not having the strength to do it herself. Once
Peter joined, Tony reached a hand out to play with his hole. He stuck three fingers in, knuckle
deep, pistoning in and out as he fucked his fingers into Peter's prostate.

Eventually, all three of them came together, Tony filled Petra’s pussy, her walls clenched over
his cock and Peter came over the couch cushions. With another sigh and the push of a button,
one of the walls in the room gave way to show off a luxurious bathroom with a giant hot tub
capable of fitting a dozen people.
With the strength people didn't know he was capable of, Tony carried the twins to the
bathroom, one sibling on each side. He whispered praises and planted soft kisses to their
heads, looking forward to a night of spoiling them with love and affection over a job well
done.

If they weren't sure before, Tony was confident that the men would never dream of leaving
his side now.
 Glory Hole
Chapter Summary

Peter was behaving naughty and as punishment, the Avengers opened him up to be the
company's glory hole.

Peter shivered, biting his lip tightly.

He thought that, considering this wasn't his first time, he would be used to the feeling by now.
But he wasn't. His heart was beating rapidly and his legs were trembling, more from
anticipation than actual straining. His nails dug into the soft mattress he was lying on top of,
grateful for the soft feeling on his back.

He was ready and waiting- waiting for the men who would arrive first.

After what seemed like hours but was actually around ten minutes, Peter almost cheered as he
heard the telltale sounds of two men who were walking into the bathroom.

“There’s no need to be nervous.” He could hear one man say as he walked in, “First day on
the job can be intimidating so if there is anything else you’re confused about, feel free to ask
me.”

Peter bit his lip to keep from squealing. There was a new employee and no doubt, he was
going to get the shock of his life.

“Thanks, I appreciate it. It’s really- woah!”

Peter jumped from the yell, no doubt he was spotted. He looked up and could see the man
who spotted him. Definitely a newcomer as Peter didn't recognize him. Peter had to thank his
bosses for installing the one way mirror. He could see every person through the glass but
from their perspective, it was just a mirror.

“Wh-what the fuck-” the man sputtered in shock and Peter couldn't blame him. It’s not
everyday one walks into the men's bathroom to find the naked bottom half of a man coming
out of the wall. He couldn't help but coo at his blushing face

“Oh awesome! He’s here again!” The second man said.

“What is this?!”

“We call him the company glory hole.”

Peter’s gasped loudly, his legs trembling at the derogatory phrase.

“But- he’s-”

“Yeah, he shows up one in awhile.” there was suddenly a hand on Peter’s navel, moving
down to grab the cock cage that Peter’s dick was trapped in, “His ass for the taking by
everyone.”

“Who is he?”

“No one knows.” another hand went down to grope Peter’s ass cheek “But he’s just as
fuckable every time he shows up here.”

“So- so what, he just shows up out of nowhere and everyone fucks him?”

“Pretty much- oh would you look at that!”

Peter’s legs were pushed upwards, spreading him eagle wide with his ass on display.

“Little slut got himself prepared for us~” the man teased as he eyes the dildo that was stuffed
into Peter’s hole. He grabbed it and slowly started to pull out, Peter’s ass trying its best to
keep it in. The man hissed as he stared at Peter’s fluttering hole one the dildo was out.

“Fuck, that’s so hot!” he growled using his thumbs to keep his rim open, “Practically begging
for a cock. How about we give the slut what he wants? You can have him first.”

“Wh-what? Me?”

“Yeah. Consider it your gift for joining the company”

“I...I don’t know.”

Peter could practically purr. From the sound of his voice and the glazed look in his eyes, he
knew he got the man hooked. There were not many men out there, straight or otherwise, who
could resist him.

“Take it from me pal, you’re super lucky if you get the first fuck. Not that sloppy seconds
or...sloppy tenths are bad, but if you want to really feel how amazing this ass is, I suggest you
take the opportunity.”

At that moment, the door burst open and a few more men piled in. It only took them a second
to spot Peter before the jeering started:

“The glory hole’s back!”

“Oh fuck yes!”

“Can’t wait to ravish that ass!”

“Hey! Get in line!” The man who had his hands on Peter snapped, “We were here first!”
One of the newcomers snapped back: “Well? Are you fucking him or not? Get on with it or
fuck off! If you guys aren't going to pound that ass, we’ll do it!”

Eyes were now on the new guy. He looked between everyone, his eyes landing on Peter’s
body for a few seconds longer before he groaned in frustration.

“Argh- fine!”

He moved forward and slotted himself between Peter’s spread legs.

“Condoms?” he asked as he unbuttoned his pants, taking out his hardened cock.

“We don’t use them with him, newbie.” one of the men said, “The slut loves it when you fill
him with cum.”

Peter saw the new guy’s cock twitch with excitement. No doubt he was thinking about how
new employees were required to show that they were safe and didn't have any STD’s, and
how that made more sense now.

“Hurry up new guy!” one of the other men yelled. Peter looked past the man and saw that
more people were starting to pile in, shouting in excitement and announcing it to people
outside, letting everyone know that Peter- that the glory hole was back.

“Ok- Ok!” The new guy said, hooking Peter’s legs over his elbows before he pressed the
head of his cock into Peter’s stretched out rim. Both the parties moaned out loudly as he
started to push in, Peter’s tight heat enveloping him.

“Oh- fuck!” The man swore as he bottomed out, his abdomen pressed up against Peter’s as he
started to slightly rotate his hips, getting used to the feeling.

“Good, isn't it?” the second guy said, “Told you getting the first fuck of the day would be
worth it. Now pound into the slut! You don’t have to be gentle.”

“Shit-” Peter’s thighs were given a tight slap, “I just felt him get tighter- Oh, I’m going to
pound this hole!”

“That’s the spirit!”

Peter’s laughter quickly turned into moans as the man picked up the pace while the others
cheered him on, their own hard cocks now out of their pants. Peter watched as they stroked
themselves leisurely, enjoying the scene of his ass getting fucked.

True to his word, the new guy started to thrust harder, pulling his cock out till only his tip
remained inside before he slammed it all back in. Peter cried out, arching his back as his
prostate was hit over and over again, cursing the fact that he couldn't cum, thanks to the damn
cock cage he was in.

‘Since you are being such a brat’ Tony had said, ignoring Peter’s protest once he locked the
boy’s dick, ‘You don’t get to cum for a long time. Now, be a good boy and let everyone fuck
you and if you’re doing a good job, maybe i' ll take it off of you tonight.’
Peter bit his lip at the memory, his eyes trailing up to the camera that was looking down on
him from the ceiling. He grinned and waved, no doubt being recorded. The Avengers had a
wide variety of kinks, not limited to seeing him being fucked by others and videotaping it
while it happens.

His body suddenly started to jerk up and down even faster as the man picked up the pace.
Peter gasped as he was pounded, his legs maneuvered like a toy so the new guy could fuck
his cock into him as deep as possible.

“Cumming - i’m cumming!” he warned before he climaxed. With a loud moan, he bottomed
out completely, shooting his cum into Peter’s eager hole. The boy moaned, arching his back
as the warm liquid seeped into him, filling him up. He might not be able to cum himself, but
the feeling of getting filled by semen was pleasurable enough he felt like it was a fair trade.
Not to mention, he was going to spend the whole day here, getting fucked by man after man,
getting filled with so much cum he would be leaking for days.

“Finally. My turn to fuck this thing.”

Peter looked up and say the second guy move forward, the first one having pulled out, his
face red and panting. Unlike him, these men have had a taste of Peter’s sweet ass before so
they knew what to do. Not wasting any time, the man immediately shoved his cock into
Peter, the push smooth thanks to the sticky cum inside of him. Peter screamed as his toes
curled, wiggling his hips forward as the man started with a brutal pace. As the boy got
fucked, he took a second to note that there were at least ten men waiting in line, each of them
with hard-ons.

As the man climaxed and filled him up with another round of hot jizz, Peter couldn't help but
grin happily. He knew this was a punishment but he would be lying if he said he didn't love
it.

~~~~~

The company had a party last night and Peter was getting a bit too friendly with one of the
guests. It didn't start out as flirting, just regular conversation between two strangers who got
along quite well. He was a young man, a year or two older than Peter which was a nice
change of pace. Everyone in his life, especially his private one, was older than him by a good
decade or two. Eventually, the young man got flirty, and Peter, despite being a total slut
behind closed doors, is often oblivious when people try and hit on him.

Needless to say, while he didn't realize what was going on, his men did and they didn't take
kindly to the fact that Peter was willingly talking to another man when he belonged to them.

They were going to punish him last night but everyone drank too much and were too tired to
do anything. But, that didn't stop them from punishing him in the morning.

Peter woke up to Thor’s thick cock being shoved down his throat while the others ripped his
clothes off before trapping his dick in the cock cage and telling him that he was going to be
punished and was on glory hole duty. They shoved a dildo into his hole and only gave him a
long coat to wear to work. He was to go in earlier than everyone else so that he would be
ready when people started arriving. They were going to be a few hours late, giving Peter
plenty of time to be fucked silly by the employees.

Peter shivered in embarrassment and he went into work early, nodding to the night guards as
he tried to pretend like he wasn't stark naked underneath the coat. He followed his dom’s
instructions perfectly, moving into the secret room next to the men’s bathroom before he took
off the coat, slid open the panel that gave him access to the bathroom before he pushed his
legs and ass through, ready to start the day.

And as he was getting fucked by the seventh (Or was it eighth?) guy, his phone dinged
indicating that he received a message. It was a bit hard to grab the phone, his muscles felt
weak and he was being jerked up and down a lot, but he finally managed to take hold of it.

Switching it on, he saw that there were messages being sent on his group chat:

Steve: We’re on our way to work now, baby boy. How are you doing?

Stephen : Oh, he’s doing just fine. I’m looking at him through the camera and the little slut
has been drooling and panting like a bitch in heat the entire time.

Tony : Don’t enjoy it too much Peter. This is supposed to be a punishment.

Thor : Film yourself and send it over, slut. I want to see how well you’re taking everyone’s
cock.

Peter immediately switched on the camera, his fingers trembling as he shifted it to selfie
mode and started recording. His face was red and his lips were plump from biting it so much.
His hair was matted to his forehead and the camera kept moving up and down, clearly
showing that he was being fucked.

Peter grinned before he licked his lips, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. He switched
the camera to the front mode and filmed the employee who was fucking him. He was an older
gentleman who had a surprising amount of stamina with him. He had Peter’s legs hooked
over his shoulders and was pounding into the boy with short, yet powerful thrusts. Besides
him, on each side, were two other men who were stroking themselves rapidly (he had to
guess that they were expected to start working immediately and so, couldn't wait in line to
fuck him). Peter cried out and moaned as the man suddenly picked up the pace, setting up a
brutal rhythm. Within a few seconds, he threw his head back and moaned, cumming inside of
Peter. The other two also climaxed, coating Peter’s thighs, cock and abs with their semen.

Peter ended the video there and immediately sent it over, watching as the next man moved in,
cock in hand and inserted it easily into Peter’s ass.

Stephen : Fuck. That’s hot.

Steve : You’re liking this, aren't you baby boy? Like having everyone’s cum inside you?

Thor : Such a whore. Can’t wait to see what a mess of cum you’ll be after today ends.
Tony : And imagine, it’s only been two hours. You still have the rest of the workday ahead of
you

Bucky : Shit. Wait for me Peter. I’m coming to pound you when I get there.

~~~~~

Their company was a big one with many groups and subgroups. So even though it was
working hours, there was always one group or the other who were taking their break. So
Bucky wasn't surprised to see that there was still a prominent queue lined up in the men's
bathroom, the faint sound of moaning and slapping of skin echoing to the outside.

Bucky grinned before he walked in, cutting through the six men who were waiting in line,
none of them daring to call him out on it, and watched as the seventh one got a taste of
heaven.

Everyone took full advantage of the days where Peter became a company sex toy. When the
giant hole in the wall through which was the bottom half of a supple male body showed up,
everyone wanted a piece. These were the days where productivity went down but company
morale and teamwork skyrocketed up. It was a pretty effective system.

The Avengers, while they loved watching Peter get fucked, weren't the biggest fan of sharing
a cum filled hole with too many people, unless it was each other. But not Bucky. He loved
watching a whore get filled with cum and he loved to contribute to the filling.

He watched the employee thrust one more time before cumming, filling Peter up with his
semen. Said man finally noticed Bucky’s presence and quickly pulled out and zipped himself
back up. Bucky walked forward, licking his lips as he took in the view.

Peter’s body dangled from the hole, his legs not even touching the floor. Bucky would worry
about his lower back but he knew the edges of the hole were covered in a nice, soft material
so the kid would be ok. His bottom half was practically covered with cum, heaps of it
pouring out of his ass and onto the floor.

Bucky handed over his briefcase to the guy who just finished, chuckling as he unzipped his
pants.

“You know,” he said, taking pleasure in how the boy twitched because he could recognize
Bucky’s voice. Bucky winked into the mirror, knowing that Peter could see him too,

“I’ve never got a chance to fuck this thing. I’ve always heard of the sex toy in the
bathroom…” Bucky grabbed onto Peter’s legs and spread him wide, exposing that sloppy ass
for everyone to see. Pressing forward, he positioned his hardening tip at the hole, slowly
pushing in.

“Let’s see how good it is.”

Bucky bottomed out immediately, a faint scream could be heard through the wall which made
him chuckle. The true pleasure behind this was that people were fucking someone
anonymous. No one, apart from the Avengers, knew that it was Peter behind that mirror and
the fact that once this is over, everyone goes back to treating Peter like he wasn't the whore
they fucked in the bathroom was something that really got their rocks off. To maintain that
anonymity, Peter was in a soundproofed room so no one could actually hear him unless he
screamed really, really loudly.

He took a second to enjoy the wet heat before he started to thrust, not caring if Peter adjusted
yet.

“Hmmm…” Bucky hummed, “Not bad. Very sloppy though. How many people have come in
it so far?”

The man who had fucked Peter before Bucky spoke up, “Um, we don’t know exactly sir, but
there were five people before me.”

Bucky clicked his teeth. He had forgotten that others were there too. His question was
directed at Peter but he couldn't blame the man for thinking he was talking to him. Bucky
didn't need an answer, he knew the answer. And he knew that it was definitely way more than
five.

Bucky hissed, his cock hardening inside the poor boy, “So much fucking cum- you like that,
don’t you?” he sped up his pace, the sound of his navel bouncing off Peter’s dirtied skin
music to his ears.

“Time for another!” Bucky said after a few minutes, already about to cum. It was
embarrassing how quickly he was driven to climax but this entire situation turned him on to
no end. With a cry, he pushed his hips flush against Peter’s ass and came with a shout, his
cock spurting out ropes of cum. His semen filled up the boy, the previous ones being pushed
out between the small gaps. Bucky milked his cock with a few more thrusts before he slowly
pulled out. He spread Peter’s ass and watched as his stretched hole could no longer keep all
the cum inside, some of his dripping out onto the floor.

“Tch.” Bucky clicked his tongue, “You're making the floor messy.” he checked his watch,
“The janitors will be here in half an hour. You better be here and let them have their way with
you as an apology.”

Bucky turned back to the row of men who were waiting to have a turn.

“Anyone got a marker?”

~~~~~

Peter stumbled into the secret room, his head dizzy as he immediately collapsed onto the bed.
This room was made for him by the Avengers , giving Peter some immediate privacy after he
finishes his shift in the men’s bathroom.

Peter was about to pass out but he willed himself not to. He still had work to do and he would
be punished again if he missed it.
He pushed himself off the bed and made his way into the bathroom.

There was a full-length mirror and Peter could see how truly fucked he was. His hair was
sticking up in all directions, his cheeks were flushed and his lower lip was puffed from how
much he kept biting it. But his upper body was nothing compared to the lower one.

There were bite marks and scratches everywhere, cum leaking out of his asshole with no
resistance and his cock was still stuck in the cage, Tony being the one who had the key. On
his stomach, written in black marker ink, was the word ‘ cum-dump ’, followed by ‘ fuck toy
’ on his right inner thigh. On his other thigh were tally marks counting up to twenty. But this
was only after Bucky had shown up so who knows how many people it actually was. Turning
around, Peter could see the words ‘ slut ’ and ‘ whore ’ written on each ass cheek followed by
an arrow mark pointing to his hole that said, ‘ open for business ’.

Peter bit his lip as his breathing became shallow. He wished so badly that he could remove
the cage around him, giving him the climax he so desperately wanted. Cock after cock, dick
after dick was constantly pumping into his eager hole. The feeling of being stretched, of
being filled with strangers cum, of his body being marked as a toy to be fucked- The way
Bucky wrote on his skin, the way Peter’s cock was slapped around, the way his ass was
mercilessly spanked- it was all too much and-
-and he could do nothing until he met up with his men. He got the water running, ready to
take a relaxing shower, wash off all the cum that was inside him and hopefully wash away
some of the tensions in his bones. Before he got into the tub, Peter grabbed his phone and
took a picture of his reflection, turning his body to make sure all the markings showed up, to
make sure his cum soaked ass was on display. He opened up the group chat and sent it, only
to immediately receive replies.

Thor: Great job baby boy. So proud of you!

Steve: That’s right. You took all those cocks like a champ. You’re such a perfect whore.

Bucky: You’re our perfect whore. With a body like that, just begging to be fucked by
everyone - you were amazing baby

Stephen: So amazing. I don’t know how you do it baby. You should take a well deserved rest.
We’ll be done in another hour and we can take you home.

Tony: Bet you’re feeling frustrated over not being able to cum, right? Well, your punishment
is unfortunately not over but, since you’ve been such a good boy, maybe we’ll take it a bit
easy on you.

Steve: We’ll see you soon, baby boy.

Peter moaned as a shiver ran down his spine. He couldn't wait.

~~~~~

The second they took him home and entered the bedroom, all hands were on Peter and his
coat was ripped off of him at record speed. They pushed him onto his knees, their cocks
already out and Peter didn't need to be told what he was to do. Without hesitation, he opened
his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out, his own cock twitching in the cage as his face was
slapped around by their dicks.

“Come here.” Growled Steve as he grabbed a fistful of Peter's hair before he pulled the boy
forward, shoving his cock into Peter’s mouth. Not one to start off slow, Steve started to thrust
his hips, immediately face fucking Peter. His cock slid down Peter’s throat a few times before
Tony grabbed the boy's face and made him suck down his cock.

“I don’t think we’re going to prep you.” Tony said, grabbing Peter’s head to push him further
down his cock, “So make sure you make it sloppy.”

Peter nodded the best he could, lathering Tony’s cock with saliva. He had no doubt he was
going to get his ass wrecked by them tonight. He couldn't wait! He was so pent up with
sexual frustration, not being able to cum the entire time he got fucked, it was torture.

He tried his best to please Tony and Steve, knowing that their approval would get them to
remove the cock cage. Once Tony was satisfied, he was made to give the same treatment to
the other three, slobbering over their dicks to get them as lubed up as he could.

He was then picked up by Steve and thrown onto the bed, his body bouncing lightly. The rest
of them took off their clothes, Peter biting his lip and he was suddenly surrounded by five
naked men, all their cocks at attention.

Tony had rummaged through the pockets of his pants and pulled out a key. Peter practically
gasped when he saw it which made the rest of them chuckle.

“Want this pesky thing off, baby boy?” Tony asked as he moved forward, twirling the key in
his hand.

“Yes- yes, please!” Peter begged.

“Since you’ve been such a good boy for us, I'll unlock you.” but before Peter could celebrate
too hard, Tony continued, “But, once I do that, we’re going to make you cum so many times
you’ll be begging us to stop.”

“And we’re just gonna keep going.” Thor said, “So think wisely baby boy.”

Peter didn't even hesitate. Maybe if he was in the right frame of mind and not denied orgasm
for hours, he might have chosen differently. But at the moment, he didn't care. He was so pent
up and wanted sex and climax so badly, he was willing to do anything.

“P-Please- I want you to milk my cock- punish me- please!”

“You heard him. Unlock him Tony.” Steve said.

Peter tried not to cry when Tony moved forward and finally unlocked the contraption. Once it
was off, his cock slowly started to rise up, his erection so hard it felt like he was going to
burst.
“Look at that~” Stephen purred, bringing one finger up to push against Peter’s cock-head,

“Get ready baby boy.”

~~~~~

Peter was in hell.

He cursed his past self for being too horny to think properly and for landing him in this
situation.

“N-No- no more- no more! Please!” Peter begged as he was pounded into the bed.

“No more? Fuck- you still feel so fucking good-” Stephen growled as he continued to thrust
his cock in and out of Peter mercilessly. Peter was on his knees, his face pushed into the bed
as he was fucked from behind.

“P-Please!” the young boy cried, “I can’t cum anymore! It hurts!”

Tony moved forward and grabbed Peter’s head, pulling his drooling face off the mattress,

“We warned you, didn't we?” the older man said, his grip on Peter’s head tightening, “we’re
not through with you yet.”

“B-but its t-too much!”

“Better make your peace with it, baby boy.” Tony said, “The nights far from over.”

“Fuuuuck….fuck!” Peter jerked as Tony grabbed his sensitive cock. He cried and tried to
move away but that earned him a sharp spank on the ass. Stephen's grip on his hips tightened
painfully as he fucked Peter back onto his cock.

“Stay fucking still.” the man growled, spanking Peter’s ass again before he increased the
pace, the sound of his hips slapping against Peter’s abused behind echoing through the room,
“You’re going to take what we give you- dirty slut!”

Tony started to jerk Peter’s dick up and down, ignoring Peter’s protest as they worked to give
Peter another orgasm.

At this point, he couldn't remember how many times he came.

The night started off quite tame. Once the cock cage was off, Peter got his dick sucked and
his ass eaten out, the men giving him a quick orgasm as a reward for doing so well before.
But as the hours went by, as they toyed and fucked his body over and over again, milking out
his cum like their lives depended on it, things quickly took a turn from pleasure to pain.

“No- no- i’m gonna cum again- no- no- ah!” Peter had tears in his eyes as all he could do was
be fucked to another painful orgasm. His cock spurted out a small amount of cum, his body
seizing up from the intense feeling. His ass tightened and that was enough to push Stephen
over the edge. Throwing his head back, the older man moaned as he came, pushing his dick
as far as it could go inside Peter and filling him up. The cum that Peter was filled with started
to pour out of his sloppy hole, being replaced with Stephens. As he was being filled, Peter
took note of the room. The TV was running with the footage of Peter being the company’s
glory hole. The other men were lounging around naked, taking a break from fucking Peter to
recharge their batteries. Every Time one finished cumming inside of Peter, another person
would be ready to take his place. Speaking of which:

“Ah- not again- oh fuck!” Peter cried as Tony took over once Stephen pulled out, not leaving
Peter’s hole empty for long as he shoved his hard cock into Peter’s ass, the glide easy thanks
to all the cum.

Tony pushed Peter’s whole body down, making the younger man lie down on his front with
his legs spread. He lied down on top of Peter, trapping the boy with his body weight as he
started to pound away. He pushed Peter’s face forcefully into the bed, smothering him as he
ravished that ass, his hips moving at a rapid pace. Peter’s cries were muffled by the sheets,
his fingers gripping the fabric tightly as he took the pounding.

Tony let go of his neck once he came, filling Peter up with another round of cum. Once the
pressure was off of him Peter lifted his head up and gasped for air.

“C-Can I- can I have a break - please- ah!”

Peter’s question was answered when his ankles were grabbed and he was pulled towards the
edge of the bed. He was quickly flipped and was met with Bucky’s throbbing cock.

“No more- no more- no more- I don't want to cum anymore! Fuck!” Peter cursed as Bucky
spread his legs, lining his thick cock-head against Peter’s ass.

“Shut up and take it, slut.” Bucky growled as he pushed in, grabbing Peter’s legs and folding
the boy in half. Not bothering to wait, he started to pound into Peter, his balls slapping
heavily against Peter’s red ass. Caught in a mating press, Peter could do nothing but take it,
tears rolling down his cheeks.

“D-Deep - fuck - too deep!” Peter tried to protest but if anything, that spurred Bucky on even
more. With a lick of the lips, Bucky climbed onto the bed, the mattress bending under his feet
as he took Peter with him. His knees bent, he used the new position to drive his cock even
harder into Peter’s hole,

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuuuuuck!!!” Peter screamed as another orgasm was ripped out of him. He
whimpered pathetically as his cock twitched, his orgasm dry. He had cum too many times, his
balls were empty and his dick could no longer get hard. Bucky laughed as he continued to
fuck, eventually reaching his climax and filling Peter up for the umpteenth time.
After he was done, Peter was then picked up and taken to Thor who was lounging on the
couch, watching the film of Peter’s time as a glory hole. He couldn't help but wonder if they
were finally done, but one look at their still erect cocks gave him the answer. His suspicions
were confirmed when he was placed on Thor's lap, the thick cock breaching his insides
before he was even seated.

The night was still not over.

~~~~~

By the time they were done, Peter was a drooling, pathetic mess. His eyes were rolled to the
back of his head, his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he was taken over and over and over
again. Cock after cock, shoving themselves mercilessly into his ass and mouth, their thick
sizes sliding in easily thanks to all of their cum. They abused his prostate, their cock-heads
aiming at the bundle of nerves. They toyed with his spent out cock, not caring that they had
drained his balls dry. They fucked his throat repeatedly, no doubt Peter would not be able to
talk for awhile. .

Finally, after everyone emptied their semen in or on Peter, the night came to a close.

“Take the day off tomorrow, baby boy.” Steve said as he massaged Peter’s scalp. They were
all in the bathroom, Peter in the tub, relaxing under the hot water. All of his men were with
him, their intense sexual attitude now replaced with their protective and caring mentalities.
Steve was washing his hair, Thor was washing Peter’s body while the rest of them tried to
make it a relaxing aura. With how intense the whole day was for Peter, the aftercare he
deserved was more than what they usually did.

“You did such a good job for us, baby.” Bucky said as he lit another scented candle.

“That he did.” Tony said, leaning down to kiss Peter’s lips, “And now you know, you belong
to us, don’t you?”

“Mmhmm.” Peter said, practically falling asleep in the tub. He had forgotten that all of this
started because another man was flirting with him.

But it’s not like Peter would ever be interested. He had all the men and the love he needed.

~~~~~
 Pseudo Incest
Chapter Summary

Tony and Peter are your typical father-son pair.

...Right?

Chapter Notes

Hello everyone! Happy to be back.

Sorry it took me so long to post a new chapter. I'm not very consitant with my writing
because of life in general and also I usually have to be in the mood for it.
So anyway, here's a new chapter! I can't promise when the next one will be out so enjoy
this as much as you can <3
Just a warning, this chapter contains incest role-play (a.k.a. no one's related) and if that
makes you uncomfortable, i suggest you not read it.
I don't support incest in any way shape or form. This is just pure fiction.
Thank you for reading! Comments and Kudos are greatly appreciated!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

“I’m home!”

“Welcome back,” Tony said, smiling as Peter skipped into the room, “How was your day at
school?”

Peter frowned adorably, “Daddy. It’s college, not school! Stop making me feel like a baby.”

“Call it whatever you like, you’re still going to be my baby.”

“Not a baby, I’m a grown man!”

“Oh yeah? Come prove it to me then.”

Petra raised his chin and walked towards the couch where Tony was sitting. He immediately
straddled his lap, trapping the older man between his thick thighs.

“C’mon daddy~” Peter pouted cutely, “Doesn’t this look like the body of a grown man?”

“Hmmm…” Tony pretended to ponder as his hands went up to caress his hips, “I don’t know,
little one. Seems like a young boy’s to me.”
"Hmph! So mean to me, Daddy! Fine, if I'm just a young boy then you don't get to touch!"
Acting bratty, Peter tried to get off of Tony's lap but he was immediately stopped by the hand
grabbing his arm.

"I didn't give you permission to go anywhere, Baby boy." Tony growled, "and who do you
think you are, giving me orders? Should I remind you which one of us is the parent?"

“B-but you’re so mean to me, Daddy!”

“Not mean, just teasing.” Tony consoled, gently rubbing a thumb over Peter’s cheek as he
cupped the younger man's jaw, “Now come on, where’s Daddy’s kiss?”

Peter squeaked as he remembered, not wasting any time in giving his Daddy a ‘i’m back
from college’ kiss. He wrapped her arms around Tony’s shoulders as their lips touched,
tongues immediately dancing with each other. Tony’s free hand went down to pinch Peter’s
butt, making the young boy jump.

“Daddy!” he protested lightly, not at all upset by the action but acting bratty nonetheless.

“What? Don’t like me touching your fat ass?” Tony growled, giving the said ass a firm slap,
making Peter squeak.

“Dirty old man~” Peter teased before he went back to the kiss, Tony’s chuckles swallowed by
his tongue. Eventually, Tony slid his hands beneath Peter’s T-shirt and pushed up, his hands
dancing over Peter’s abs for a second before he took off the shirt and threw it to the ground.

“Oh, look at that~” Tony growled, staring at Peter’s naked torso. He was a fit young man,
always maintaining his figure for his father and Tony couldn't get enough of his pecs. They
were such perfect shape and size, slightly puffed up, almost like small breasts but much more
firm and Tony loved them more than he thought he would. He groped them, one in each hand
as he enjoyed the firm yet soft muscles. Peter moaned as his tits were played with, his pink
nipples hardening under his Daddy’s touch.

The fact wasn’t lost on Tony, the man immediately leaning forward to take one of them in his
mouth, making Peter moan.

“Mmmmm~” Tony hummed, toying with his baby’s stiff peak. His tongue swirling around
the sensitive bud before he bit down, sucking on it harshly.

“Daddy!” Peter squealed, his back arching as his nipples were abused, the sensitive buds
getting toyed with being enough for his cock to start hardening.

Tony knew exactly what to do and where to touch to get Peter riled up and horny. His baby
boy was quite young, so couple a good physical stimulus with a fast refractory period, Tony
could make his boy hard and cumming with just a snap of the finger.

Not to mention how sex driven and horny Peter always was. It truly was not a difficult task.
Tony loved making Peter cum, loved seeing his baby boy climax, loved to turn him into a
whimpering fucked-out mess.
Just as he was ready to unbutton the boys pants, tongue still abusing a nipple, a loud and
blaring ringtone rang through the room.

Peter groaned in annoyance, fishing his phone out of his back pocket and glaring at the
screen with such fire it could melt the glass.

“It’s my friends…” Peter said, hesitantly, not wanting to pick up the call. Tony chuckled, the
vibration making him moan as it traveled up Peter’s nipple, before he pulled away.

“Pick it up.”

“But daddy-”

“Don’t worry. Daddy is just going to lightly touch you while you talk.”

Peter squinted his eyes as Tony, not fully trusting him but decided to listen anyway. He
picked up the call while Tony continued to tongue his nipple.

“Hey.” he said, “what’s up?”

As Peter continued to talk, Tony allowed his hands to wander. He would absolutely love to
ravish Peter while the younger man was on the phone, but he wasn't in the mood for that right
now. He wanted to touch, look, grope, lick, truly take his time with Peter and his delicious
body. His arms glided over Peter’s abs and over his chest, rubbing over the boys nipples. One
hand traveled down to his pants, slowly and professionally unbuttoning it with one hand as he
nuzzled his face into Peter’s neck, sucking hickeys onto his skin. But before he could get to
the main part, something Peter said caught his attention.

“O-oh? At my place?” Tony raised an eyebrow at that, “I don’t know... gotta ask my dad if
it’s OK. Mmhmm. Yeah, I’ll call you back.”

He hung up the phone and tossed it onto the sofa.

“What do you have to ask me?” Tony said, pulling away a bit to look at Peter.

“...My friends want to organize a group study session-slash-sleepover,” Peter explained,

conflicted if he should beg for Tony’s hands on him first or explain the phone call. Tony
decided for him, ordering him to continue:

“They wanted to know if our place is free this weekend. Seems like all of their homes aren't
available.”

“Oh, that sounds fun. Bring them over.”

“Wh-really?”

“Yes, really. What’s the issue?”

“I dunno...just thought you might have problems with it. What if they find out about...this?”
Tony chuckled, leaning forward to give Peter a sweet kiss, “Relax baby boy. We’ve been here
for almost a year now and no one suspects a thing. I’m sure we’ll be fine.”

“Hmmm…” Peter pouted cutely, thinking it over, “True...but I know how you get when
people come over. If we’re not careful-”

“How I get?” Tony repeated, raising an eyebrow. With a strong grip on Peter’s hips, he
manhandled the younger boy easily, Peter huffing once his back made contact with the plush
couch cushions. Tony pulled the boy closer, looming over him.

“Don’t act like you’re not the biggest slut when Daddy’s friends are around.” Tony growled,
pinching and twisting Peter’s nipple as punishment, making the younger boy squeal, “I know
you get off on the fact that someone will find out you’re fucking your father.” He grabbed
Peter’s pants and the waistband of his underwear, ripping it off the boy in one fell swoop,
“Should I remind you, baby boy?”

~~~~~

Tony and Peter were not related. At all. They met each other two years ago through a dating
app and hit it off pretty well. Peter was nineteen while Tony had just turned thirty. The age
difference didn't turn them off, in fact, it made them more excited about the relationship.
Peter always wanted a dominant older man to take care of him and wreck his ass while Tony
wanted a younger partner he could spoil and ruin.

They maintained a fairly normal, usually vanilla relationship until one day, when they had
gone out to a restaurant, the waiter mistook them for father and son.

They laughed it off awkwardly, both of them trying their best to hide the rush of lust that
went through their bodies because of it, each one confused about why they were feeling that
way. They never thought about it before, but after that night, the idea never left their mind;
that there were people who saw them as father and son but never knew that behind closed
doors, they were fucking each other like wild animals.

The taboo, the secrecy, the fear of being caught by people who thought they were related...

It was affecting them more than they had realized.

The second time it happened was when they were taking a walk in a park together and an
elderly lady very kindly remarked that it was nice to see a parent and child spending their
time together in such a domestic way. Again, they laughed it off and if the sex that night was
more intense and feral than normal, they didn’t bring it up.

What finally got the pot to boil over was the third time, when Tony was picking Peter up
from college. One of his teachers had recognized him and had come up to start a
conversation.

“It’s so nice to finally meet the father of my star student!” she had said, cheerfully. Tony felt
his heart throb and his cock ache again, and decided to run with it. What Peter didn’t know
wouldn’t hurt him, right? He didn’t need to correct her, right?
“Yes. It’s good to meet you too.” he replied in a charming way, “And good to know Peter’s
doing well in his classes.”

“Oh- he’s the best.” she smiled, “Your teachings seem to really be helping him along.”

“...my teachings?”

She nodded, “I heard him talking about how his dad helps out with his studies. He says
you’re a very smart engineer.”

Tony knew for a fact that Peter’s father was a baker and hence, didn’t have the engineering
knowledge required to teach Peter anything. Tony had been the one helping out Peter when
the younger man needed it, offering his advice from years of experience so of course, there
clearly was one person Peter was parading as his father among his friends.

And since Peter so clearly wanted to push that narrative, Tony was more than happy to
comply.

“God- you’re such a dirty slut. My dirty slut!” Tony growled into Peter’s ear, his hand jerking
off the younger boy faster.

“T-Tony!” Peter mewled, “M’ sorry Tony!”

“Are you? Cause I don't think you are.” Tony said, flicking his wrist over Peter’s cock head,
“What a dirty boy I have, getting off to people thinking we’re related.”

Peter whined in shame, his legs trembling. The second they entered the house, Tony had
Peter naked, sitting on his lap, legs spread eagle with Peter’s back to Tony's chest, and he
started playing with Peter’s cock, edging the younger man.

“I’m- gonna cum!” Peter cried out, tears in his eyes over the stimulation.

“Hmmm...I don’t think I’ll let you.”

“Tony!” Peter snapped, frustrated. Raising an eyebrow, Tony took his hand off of Peter’s
cock and gave it a slap, not hard enough to seriously hurt but it was enough to get his point
across.

“Mind that tongue of yours, young man.” Tony said, using his other hand to grab a handful of
Peter’s hair and pull, making Peter crane his neck backward, “Don’t forget who’s the Daddy
here.”

Peter started to pant, his cock twitching the second Tony said that, just as the older man
expected. With a grin, he gave another slap onto Peter’s cock, making him jump and squeal,
his legs trembling.

“Who’s your Daddy?”

“Y-You are…”
“I can’t hear you~”

“You are! You’re my Daddy!”

“That’s my good baby boy~” Tony growled. He got his hand back onto Peter’s painfully
hard dick and started to jerk it, faster and better than before.

“Cum baby boy~ Cum in your Daddy’s hand!”

After that and several rounds of passionate fucking, the two of them laid in each others arms
and talked about the new kink they seemed to have discovered.

The kink of Peter and Tony roleplaying being father and son. The idea got them hot, got
them excited, got them invested in trying it out.

It opened up a whole new kink for the both of them and did wonders for an already good
relationship.

So when Peter got enrolled into a college that was in a different state and Tony had more
money than he knew what to do with, it was the perfect opportunity for them. They moved
and started living together as ‘father’ and ‘son’. Legally, they were not related in any way,
shape or form, but socially, that’s what they told everyone.
All of Peter’s friends knew Tony as his father and Tony’s employees knew Peter as his son.
And they played the part perfectly. Tony was always the dominant caretaker.

Back home when people knew they were a couple, some of his antics might have seen a bit
off. The way he would tell Peter what to do, buy Peter anything he wanted and was clearly
calling all the shots, made some people raise an eyebrow. Similarly with Peter’s submissive
behavior: always asking Tony’s permission for things, acting more spoilt than what was
expected of his age and doing everything Tony told him. When people saw that in their
relationship a few questions were asked about the healthiness of their dynamic. But here, in
their new life where people thought they were father and son, it was perfectly normal.
The question of why Peter was still living with his dad despite the fact that he was in his 20s
was asked once, to which he said that his dad had custody of his since his parents got
divorced (they had fun making up a divorce story) and it made sense to move in with his dad
near the college of his dreams.

But aside from that, no one said anything. No one questioned anything. And why would they
when Tony and Peter were playing the part of father and son perfectly?

They loved it.

They loved that people thought they had a platonic relationship - that what they were doing
would be considered taboo - that on the surface they saw a healthy father-son relationship
without knowing that every night, the said child was being dicked down by his dad. They
didn’t know of the activities they did behind closed doors as lovers, of the son sucking off his
daddy, of the daddy filling his boy’s ass with cum, of the spanking and punishment Peter got
when he was being naughty, of Tony dressing his boy up in pretty lingerie.
Day’s that were especially intense were when they had guests over, usually Tony’s clients,
and they had to pretend to be a regular parent-child pair. Unbeknownst to them, Tony would
jerk Peter’s cock under the table, or Peter would send Tony his nudes while he’s talking to his
client. Tony would grope his ass as he made coffee for everyone, the activity hidden behind
the kitchen counter and Peter would drop his pants, spread apart his ass and show off his tight
rim to Tony whenever his company wasn't looking. The fear and the excitement over
someone seeing them made it all so much better.

And now, having invited a bunch of Peter’s friends for a sleepover the next day...

They were going to have a hell of a time.

~~~~~

“Woah- Peter!” Ned gasped as he took in the house, “Never knew you lived in a mansion!”

“It’s not a mansion.” Peter laughed, “It’s just a suite.”

“In one of the most expensive buildings in the state.” Brad retorted, just as impressed but not
really showing it.

Peter shrugged, “My dad’s rich.”

“Clearly.”

Flash frowned, clearly upset that his own house was nothing in comparison to Peter’s and
when struck in the face with how different their lifestyles were, he couldn’t bring himself to
say anything snarky. Peter was happy about that. Flash did get a kick out of teasing Peter a bit
which Peter didn’t really mind, it was a dynamic in their friendship, but if Tony heard any of
the insults Flash hurled his way, friendly or otherwise, Peter knew Tony wouldn’t tolerate it.

“Speaking of my dad…” Peter said, leading them into the kitchen where Tony was, his back
facing them as he was preparing a meal for them.

“Hey kids,” Tony said once he spotted them, a bright smile on his face, “It’s good to finally
meet you.”

Peter’s friends were a bit stunned for a few seconds before they got their bearings and
responded kindly, shaking Tony’s hands and introducing themselves. Peter had to hold back a
laugh. He understood why Tony might have rendered them speechless for a second. Tony was
the picture perfect definition of a DILF. He looked incredibly sexy dressed in his jeans and T-
shirt, his thighs and biceps stretching out the fabric deliciously. Coupled with his perfectly
styled hair, his fashionable glasses and his trimmed facial hair, Peter had to stop himself from
drooling in front of everyone.
Compared to Tony, he was dressed pretty normal: A pair of loose sweatpants, a science pun t-
shirt and his hair was the usual curly mess but he knew Tony was a fan of the look. What
people couldn’t see however, was the baby pink lace lingerie he was wearing underneath.
Soft panties that did nothing to store his cock (but did make it look pretty) and a cute bra
which Peter knew would make Tony go feral.
Which was exactly what he wanted.

While Tony and his friends were talking to each other, Peter subtly walked behind the three
young adults, their backs towards him while Peter could look Tony in the eye, before he lifted
his shirt up, flashing his chest at Tony.

Being the professional pervert he is, Tony didn’t have a very visible reaction but Peter could
tell he was shocked at how quickly Peter took action. The younger boy stuck his tongue out
lewdly and lightly toyed with his nipples over the bra, the hardening buds evident even
through the fabric. He loved knowing that Tony was probably in hell, the man having to
maintain a conversation and not let anything slip while also controlling himself and not
pouncing on Peter right then and there.

“Peter,” he called out, the younger boy immediately dropping his shirt and acting like nothing
happened, “Why don’t you take your friends up to your room for a while and get some
studying done? I’ll call you guys down when dinner is ready.”

“Are you sure we can’t help, Mr.Stark?” Ned asked.

“Nonsense. You kids are my guests! Just have a good time and leave the rest to me.”

The three of them vocalized their thanks, greatly appreciative of Tony’s hospitality.

“C’mon you guys,” Peter said once it was over, “This way.”

As he directed them towards their room, following behind them, he was about to turn around
to wink at Tony but the older man was already behind him, his hardening cock pressing into
his ass.

“Keep an eye on your phone, baby boy~” he growled into his ear, “Daddy will text you
soon.”

“O-ok~” Peter said, his heart thumping in his chest over what he was supposed to do.

“Good boy.” With a pinch on his ass, Tony left to go back to the kitchen and Peter followed
his friends, none of them any the wiser.

~~~~~

They were an hour into their study session when Peter got the text.

His whole body was overcome with heat when he read : ‘Outside your room. Now.’

“Hey my dad’s calling me.” Peter casually said, getting up from the comfortable bed they
were sitting on, “He needs a bit of help with dinner. I’ll be back soon.”

“Oh- we can come help too.” Ned offered but Peter was quick to deny him.

“Nah don’t worry about it. Like he said, you’re our guests! And besides, I'll be back in like
ten minutes.”
“Alright. If you say so.”

With a wave, Peter left his room and made sure to close his door completely. When he turned,
he saw Tony waiting for him.

Tony looked feral, his pupils blown wide open and his cheeks were red, no doubt as excited
about the situation as Peter was. He gestured with his eyes to look down and when Peter
followed, he drooled at the sight of Tony’s hard cock struggling against his jeans. He was
about to get on his knees when Tony stopped him. Confusion led to surprise and Tony
grabbed Peter’s sweatpants and pulled down, exposing Peter's panties to the world. He took a
second to bask in it, his eyes shamelessly traveling over Peter’s pretty cock before he put a
finger to his lips, signaling Peter that he had to be quiet, before gently getting Peter on his
knees.
The younger boy's cock throbbed in his panties as he hungrily unbuttoned his Daddy’s jeans,
eager to get that dick in his mouth. Once he got it out, he wasted no time, practically moaning
when he swallowed the hard member. A rough tug on his hair reminded him to stay silent
before it was used to direct his movements. Tony started to lightly thrust, his grip on Peter’s
hair unrelenting as he used the boy's mouth like a flesh-light. Cock sliding in and out of his
throat, Peter sat there and took it, his eyes never leaving Tony’s face. The older man looked
so sexy, his pupils blown out, face strained as he bit his lower lip to keep from groaning.
Peter could tell his man wasn’t going to last long and honestly, who could blame him? Peter’s
own dick was so hard he felt like he could cum untouched over how hot the situation was.

Peter, on his hands and knees, his pants pulled down to show off his fat ass in pretty pink
panties, greedily sucking off his Daddy’s cock right outside the room his friends were staying
in.

It was so hot. So sexy. Peter wanted more.

But he knew he had to be patient.

The only problem with these sneaky and debaucherous acts was that they had to time it
perfectly. Peter would love to bend over and get fucked then and there but by then, his friends
would get curious and might leave to find him. But still, they enjoyed these moments, no
matter how short.

He was suddenly taken away from the moment as something fell onto his lap. He looked
down, raising his eyebrows as he picked up the condom.

“Touch yourself, baby boy.” Tony whispered, his thrusting getting more erratic as he chased
his climax, “Don’t wanna go back in with a hard-on, do you?”

Peter practically cried in relief when he got permission to jerk off, adding another dangerous
element to this game. Practically ripping apart the plastic, he hurriedly slid the condom onto
his cock. Tony, always being prepared, knew that if Peter came in his hands it would be
difficult to clean up so: Condom. He did his best when he swallowed his moans down along
with Tony’s cock, his hand immediately jerking his dick at the same pace his mouth was
being fucked. He danced his tongue over the tip, drooling at the taste of Tony’s precum
before he pulled off to nuzzle at Tony’s balls. Taking one of the heavy sacks in his mouth, he
suckled at Tony’s sensitive spot, incredibly pleased when the action made Tony’s knees
buckle. His tongue expertly toyed with Tony’s balls while using one hand to jerk off Tony
and using the other to touch himself.

“I’m close baby- fuck-” Tony hissed, “Take it back in, I want to see you swallow.”

Peter lewdly dragged his tongue over Tony’s veiny, angry cock from the base to the tip before
he took it back into his mouth, immediately deepthroating the member. His hands started to
move faster, Peter praying that the noise would not seep into the room that was just a foot
away from him. With a couple more thrusts down his throat, Tony climaxed. His body tensed
up, his balls twitching as he dumped load after load of cum into his baby boy’s mouth, cum
which Peter swallowed eagerly. A couple more tugs on his cock and Peter followed, his
moans muffled by the semen as he came, the condom filling up with his cum.

Tony chuckled as Peter, being the cock whore he is, continued to mouth at Tony’s spent cock
once it was out of his mouth, his hot tongue and lips still gliding over it, clearly wanting
more. Tony pinched his nose as a warning, making Peter pout but clearly, they knew it was
about time his friends got curious and so, they needed to stop.

For now.

Tony took the tied up condom from Peter to dispose of it, but only after he pulled Peter’s
pants back up, giving his ass a hearty squeeze.

“Dinner will be ready soon, ok?” he told Peter.

The boy nodded, leaning up to kiss his perfect Daddy.

“Can’t wait.”

~~~~~

Dinner was uneventful for the most part. Compared to what they just did, a bit of groping
under the table wasn’t a big deal. The couple, along with Peter’s friends, sat together and
chatted while they scarfed down Tony’s amazing Ravioli. Peter felt so much pride when his
friends couldn't stop complimenting his Daddy over his amazing cooking skills.

“Woah- you have how many PHD’s?” Ned gasped as Tony chuckled.

“Six. But technically I have eight.”

“Technically?”

“Dropped out of the last two before I got it. Was a month away, but someone had to take over
the company.”

“Woah!” the boys gasped, Peter smiling as everyone got along.

Once dinner was over, everyone found their way to the couch, getting comfy for movie
night.
“You sure you don’t want to join us, Mr.Stark?” Flash asked kindly.

Tony shook his head, “I have some work to do. Plus, there’s a meeting tomorrow that I need
to attend so gotta sleep in early.” he ruffled Peter’s hair and kissed his head, “Be good. Go to
bed before four am please.”

Everyone laughed, Peter batting Tony away, pretending to be the shy Son who didn’t want to
be shown affection in front of his friends.

“Good night, boys.”

“Good night Mr.Stark!”

Peter waved at him before his attention was taken back to the TV, knowing full well that
Tony wasn't going to bed. They picked Star Wars, everyone getting comfortable on the couch
and bean bag, but Peter’s was distracted from the anticipation.

And just as he thought that, he got a message on his phone.

‘Tell them you want to make popcorn or something and come to the kitchen.’

“Hey, anyone want popcorn?”

A chime of agreements were voiced and Peter swallowed a giggle as he all but ran to the
kitchen. It was placed at the corner of the living room, looking out to the TV and the back of
the sofa. He rounded the corner of the kitchen counter and sure enough, there was Tony,
kneeling down on the ground.

He wiggled his eyebrows, a smirk on his face, beckoning Peter to walk behind the counter,
hidden from his friends. As the younger boy got ready to make some popcorn, he had to
suppress a squeal as Tony slotted his face between Peter’s ass. Pulling down his shorts and
boxers down slightly to have uninterrupted access, Peter's knees buckled as Tony stuck his
tongue out and started to eat the boy out . Tony, through years of experience, was a master at
oral sex. The first time it happened, Peter barely lasted for a minute before cumming buckets,
getting hard all over again when he saw Tony swallow. He always loved when Tony sucked
his cock but his favorite would have to be when Tony rimmed him. He was just so skilled, he
never failed to make Peter cum from his tongue alone.

Tony as well, loved to tongue fuck Peter’s ass. The boy’s behind was just so addictive and so
perfect to ravish he couldn’t get enough. A hand on each cheek, squeezing and spreading
them as required while he devoured that pretty pink, twitching hole.

Peter bit his lower lip tightly, trying his best to not moan. Thankfully his friends were
engrossed in the movie and weren’t paying Peter any attention. If even one of them turned
around to look at him, they would see a blushing Peter, his eyes rolling to the back of his
head as waves of pleasure washed over him. Tony’s chuckles shook Peter to his core, his
cock already rock hard and leaking with pre cum. Placing a kiss to his hole, Tony’s grip on
Peter’s cheeks tightened as he spread them apart, giving him more room to stick his tongue
deep inside that hot, wet cavern.
Peter had to slap a hand over his mouth but immediately put it down when Ned turned around
to look at him.

“What’s the hold up?” Ned asked, “Need a hand?”

“N-No!” Peter said, grateful that the room was only illuminated by the TV which hopefully
hid his red face, “Sorry I was j-just watching the movie f-from here and k-kind of forgot.”

“You doing ok?” Flash asked, uncharacteristically concerned, “You sound...weird.”

“Y-yeah i’m fine. Just got the-” Tony’s tongue managed to find a sweet spot inside of Peter
which made the younger boy’s breath hitch, which luckily helped prove his point, “Got the
hiccups.”

With nods of confirmation, Peter’s friends finally turned back to the TV. Peter bit his lip and
he pushed his hips back, begging for more of Tony’s tongue. The older man indulged him for
a few more seconds, tickling Peter’s balls with a free hand before he separated, pinching
Peter’s behind as a warning to not whine. Peter knew why Tony paused, taking the time to
grab a packet of seasoned corn kernels and switch on the microwave. His friends wouldn't be
so easily fooled the second time.

Tossing a bag inside and setting the timer, the delicious scent of butter wafted through the air,
the oncoming sound of popping no doubt, about to begin. And while that happened, Tony
stuck two fingers into his mouth, covering them with saliva, before he pressed them into
Peter’s hole. The young man shivered, his cock twitching even more as the slimy yet hard
feeling of Tony's fingers slowly started to fill his ass. His cock was practically dripping all
over the floor, his balls taught as he tried his best to not cum. He didn't have permission yet
and he knows how much his Daddy hated it when Peter came without permission. His
punishment could range from Tony not touching him all night to Tony fucking him right in
front of his friends.

So he had to behave himself so they could both enjoy this hot, steamy and taboo night.

Tony pressed a loving kiss on Peter’s ass cheek, like he knew how hard Peter was trying to
not cum. But while he appreciated the determination, it didn't mean that he had to go easy on
the boy. With precision and ease that came after the many many rounds of sex they had
during their relationship, Tony managed to find Peter’s sweet spot immediately. Peter’s knees
buckled as his Daddy’s long fingers started to curl inside him, hitting that delicious bundle of
nerves inside him.

“Oh- fuck!” he whined out, biting his lower lip so hard he was afraid he might draw blood.
The popcorn popping sound as well as the movie's audio echoed throughout the room but
despite all the distractions, the two lovers were just focused on each other. Tony slipped in his
second finger, drooling at the fact that no matter how many times he ravaged Peter’s body
and speared the younger man with his cock, his hole was still so deliciously tight. Spitting on
his rim, chuckling at bit as he tensed around his digits in response, Tony started to pump
faster, stretching out Peter’s tight ass. He bit his fat ass cheek, grinning as he left behind teeth
marks and hickeys, marking what belonged to him. Tony was possessive, he was primal;
Peter was his baby boy and he loved marking him in places only he could see.
 “D-Daddy p-please!” Peter whimpered softly, his hips grinding back against Tony’s fingers
as he begged, “I w-want more- please- oh fuck-”

“Hmm?” Tony hummed in response, making sure his voice isn't loud enough for anyone but
Peter to hear, “What do you want, baby boy?”

“Fuck- I w-want to c-cum!” Peter begged, tears forming in his pretty eyes from the growing
tells of an orgasm he can't reach yet, “I w-want you c-cock- I want D-Daddy’s cock!”

“Oh you naughty little boy~” Tony teased, curling his fingers inside Peter, making the boy’s
breath hitch. He glanced at his baby boy’s cock, the member angry and red, hard as a brick
and ready to burst from even the slightest touch. Tony loved these moments. Where Peter was
helpless under his touch and could do nothing but take what Tony gave him.

But Tony also had to admit that his cock was just as hard and needy, and he wanted nothing
more than to bury himself in that tight, intoxicating heat.

He pulled his fingers out of Peter while he fished out his phone using the other hand. Peter
noted that Tony was doing and took the time to take out the popped bag of popcorn and
replaced it with another one. During the mind blowing pleasure he was receiving, he almost
forgot that his friends were in the room he was getting finger fucked in.

He loved it.

And suddenly, the power went out.

Tony rushed to his feet, his cock already out and he immediately slipped it in, filling up
Peter’s ass. He clamped his hand over the younger man's mouth to muffle the screams.

Peter’s eyes rolled to the back of his head at the sudden intrusion. The stretch was
maddening, Tony’s thick, fat cock brushing against his throbbing walls, the feeling almost
like burning thanks to the lack of lube. But he loved the pain. His Daddy’s saliva and fingers
made it so he wasn’t hurt too much, but he still felt like his cock was splitting him in two.

“Aw- shit!” his friends groaned at the sudden power failure, “Peter?”

Tony’s hand left his mouth, allowing him to speak.

“H-Hey guys, don’t worry about t-the power!” Peter said, his breath hitching as Tony slowly
started to move, “It’ll be b-back in a minute.”

“Oh, ok.” Ned said, “Where are you anyway? Can’t see you at all.”

Peter again was grateful for how well the kitchen counter was hidden. The room itself was
illuminated thanks to the balcony doors that filtered in the light from the starry sky, but
pockets of the large living room was shrouded in complete darkness, including the kitchen.

“I’m s-still here.” Peter said, swallowing his moans as Tony’s fat cock pulled out till the tip,
before he sensually pushed it back in, “Almost done with the p-popcorn.”
“Oh ok. Shame the power went out right before that. Lemme see if I can lend you a hand…”

Tony whispered into Peter’s ear as they watched Ned fish for his phone, no doubt wanting to
turn on the flashlight, “Think fast, Son.”

“Don’t!” Peter snapped, surprising his friends. The fear of getting caught made his voice
come out louder than he wanted it to, but he cleared his throat before continuing like nothing
happened, “I-I mean, look at the sky!” he said, diverting their attention to the large balcony. It
was a beautiful night. The moon was full and the stars shone brightly, complimenting the
sparkling lights from the city.

“Let’s go hang out in t-the balcony,” Peter said, “You rarely g-get a view l-like this, right?”

“Oh wow, you’re right!” The boys echoed the sentiment as they stared at the sky, “Let’s go
out! Peter, come on!”

“Y-you guys go ahead. I need to pee.”

“Ok!”

They all piled onto the giant balcony, gasping in awe at the night sky and the bustling city
below, the sounds of the roaring wind and the traffic concealing the screams of the couple
inside.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck-daddy!” Peter hissed as Tony picked up the pace. Tony wrapped his arms
around Peter’s torso and started jackhammering his hips, brutally pounding into Peter's hole.
They had played around enough, now, they were just being feral. All the sneaking around
only to end it with them fucking a few feet away from their friends was too hot.

“Look at your friends out there-” Tony growled into Peter's ear as he pounded into her, “No
clue that- shit-shit- your getting fucked by your father.”

“Daddyyyyy~” Peter whined through the merciless fucking, “you feel s-so good Daddy!!”

“Yeah? Daddy’s cock feels good?” Tony asked, a higher lilt in his voice as he cooed at Peter,
“Naughty boy likes getting his hole stuffed with his daddy’s dick?”

“I love it! I love it! I love Daddy’s dick! Oh daddy please- please let me cum!”

“Not yet- oohhh~ Daddy’s almost there, baby boy. Just a little more more- fuck!” Tony was
ruthlessly pounding into Peter, the boy's body violently bouncing around with every smack of
Tony’s hips to his ass. They couldn't see each other, but Tony could perfectly picture how
Peter’s ass was jiggling with each thrust.

“What a slut~” Tony growled into Peter’s ear, the dirty talk getting them more on edge, “So
horny for your daddy, you’re ready to get fucked whenever I want you.”

“Yes- yes- yes! I’m your toy, daddy! Use me! I’m yours!”
“Fuck!!” Tony grit his teeth as that familiar knot in his stomach was making itself apparent,
“Where did I go wrong raising you? How did my son- oh fuck- become such a fucking
whore?” Tony wanted to slap Peter’s ass so badly but he couldn't risk the noise, instead
opting to slip his hand under Peter’s shirt and pinch his nipple, hard.

Peter felt like he was in heat. His tongue sticking out, drooling with his eyes rolled to the
back of his head as his Daddy’s cock hit his prostate straight on with every thrust.

“M’sorry Daddy! I’m sorry!” He slurred out, “I’m sorry i’m such a bad boy!”

“You’re sorry, huh?” Tony asked before he grabbed a handful of Peter’s hair and pulled
harshly, making Peters' back press flush against his chest, “Prove it then, little slut. Are you
going to take your fathers cum like a good little boy?”

“Yes Daddy, please! I’ll be good! Please fill me with your cum!”

“Well, at least you still have your manners.” Tony chuckled as he bit into Peter’s earlobe as
he continued to pound his boy into next week.

“D-Daddy! I’m gonna cum~” Peter said, euphoria filling his thoughts as he was slowly
reaching the edge. He was surprised yet happy that he managed this long without climaxing,
and the fact that he was going to cum just from his ass...he knew his daddy would like that.

“Oh yeah? You’re gonna cum? Then cum for me baby boy~ Cum for your daddy.”

With Tony’s gruff voice guiding him, Peter slapped a hand over his mouth as he finally
climaxed, his body shaking, back arching as his pretty cock spurted out ropes and ropes of
cum onto the floor. His body trembled as Tony continued to fuck him, his daddy milking his
orgasm dry.

Tony cursed into Peter’s shoulder as his delicious ass tightened around his member,
squeezing the life out of him. Feeling Peter unravel in his arms and around his cock had
pushed him to the edge, the older man ready to fill his lover.

“Here it comes, baby~” he announced, “You ready for your fathers cum?”

“Yes Daddy!” Peter gasped, trying his best to power through the sensitivity of Tony still
fucking him. His cock was still hard though, so he grit his teeth and started stroking himself,
knowing that Tony wouldn't mind this time.

“Fill me up Daddy~ Breed your baby boy.”

That was all it took for Tony to cum. He grabbed Peter’s hips in a bruising grip, shoving his
cockas far as it could go, practically molding Peter’s ass to him as he climaxed. Throwing his
head back, his fat cock gushed out load after load of thick and hot semen, filling Peter to the
brim. His balls twitched as he drained his cum into his baby, thrusting a couple more times to
milk his semen as much as he could. Not a single drop was to go to waste.

Peter, in the heat of the moment, came a second time. He would have squealed in happiness
were it not for his friends, as his cock spurted out more semen, his orgasm crashing over him
 as a response to the feeling of being filled- of being bred.

They stood like that for a few seconds, coming down from their highs as Tony peppered
Peter’s shoulder with loving kisses, before slowly pulling out.

Peter’s body shivered in response as he could feel the cum inside of him threaten to drip out,
but Tony, knowing his baby boy the best, already grabbed a hold of the panties and jeans that
were around Peter’s ankles before he pulled them up for him.

“Keep all that cum in, baby boy~” Tony purred, “Have to make sure your daddy bred you
well and good.”

“Ok Daddy~” Peter replied, “anything you say~”

“Good boy.” Tony gave Peter a love tap on the ass, “I'll turn the power back on in a minute.
Now, go to your friends and pretend like your father didn’t fill you up with his cum.”

“Yes Daddy!”

Chapter End Notes

Comments and Kudos are appreciated!

 Teacher gangbang
Chapter Summary

Peter, an engineering teacher at a prestigious university, finds himself becoming the

personal toy for a specific group of students.

Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

“B-Bucky!” Peter hissed, pushing the young man's hands away from his ass, “Not here!”
“C’mon teach~” Bucky purred, rubbing his hard on against Peter’s suit covered behind, “I’ll
be quick. I’m so fucking horny right now- I need you.”
Peter blushed, willing himself to not moan out loud as Bucky continued to hump him, “I-I
understand that but- we’re in the library Bucky!” Peter whispered angrily, eyes darting
around in fear of being caught by someone. It was the middle of the afternoon which meant
luckily, the library was quite empty save for a people or two but still, there was no guarantee
that more people wouldn't walk in and see Bucky, one of the star students of the Academy,
dry humping his teacher who was pushed face first against the bookshelves.

But granted-

“Not like anyone cares, Mr.Parker.” Bucky teased, bringing his hand down again to squeeze
Peter’s butt, this time meeting no resistance “Everyone knows you’re my- our- personal toy.
And besides, I know you like it~”
Peter bit his lower lip and whimpered as Bucky’s hand trailed towards his front, his long
fingers cupping his growing erection. Shame washed over Peter, his face turning bright red as
he couldn't deny Bucky’s claim.
“Fuck- you’re so fucking sexy- Come here!” with a growl, Bucky turned Peter around to face
him, a predatory glint in his eyes before he got down on his knees, tugging at Peter’s pants
like a hungry beast.
“Cock- gimme your cock- Want it so bad Daddy~” Bucky purred as he practically ripped off
Peter’s belt and unbuttoned his slacks.
“D-Don't call me that!” Peter protested, his whole body trembling as Bucky grabbed his pants
and underwear, pulling them both down hurriedly, his hardening dick flopping out. If Bucky’s
eyes could have heart pouring out of them, it would have with the way he hungrily stared at
Peter’s cock, practically drooling.
“Hmm? Why not?” Bucky asked, nuzzling his nose against his favorite teachers erection,
“Don’t act like you don’t enjoy it, Daddy~”

Peter was going to protest again but he watched as his body betrayed him, his cock hardening
even more thanks to Bucky’s words.
The younger man chuckled, grabbing a hold of Peter's dick and jerking it slowly, “It’s not
good to lie, Mr.Parker. I’m going to have to punish you. But first…” he placed a loving kiss
to Peter’s leaking cock-head, making the teacher jump, “I have to devour you~”
With that, Bucky took Peter into his mouth and started sucking him off, going slow and he
dragged his mouth over Peter’s cock, easily deepthroating him.
Peter’s eyes widened as he slapped his hands over his mouth, not wanting to moan. He
couldn't afford to be spotted; Peter Parker, the engineering teacher, with his pants around his
ankles while his student greedily sucks his cock.

“Mmmm Fuck!” Bucky curses as he pulls away, a string of saliva still connecting his lips to
Peter’s dick, “This is just what I needed- your body- it’s so fucking- fuck!” abandoning his
thought process, Bucky surged forward and started to lavish Peter’s balls with licks and
kisses, before taking one into his mouth and humming while he sucked it like a lollipop. Peter
couldn't help but scream, his knees buckling from the immense pleasure. The boy was way
too skilled at giving head and no matter how many times Peter got his dick sucked, he could
never get used to it.
He was so immersed in the sensation, Bucky's hungry moans adding more pleasure to the feat
that Peter didn't even realize that there were footsteps coming towards them.
His head snapped to the side when he heard a familiar chuckle, his heart somehow beating
even faster as he immediately recognized the source.

“Damn, you got to him before I did.” Thor said with a smirk, tossing his long golden hair
away from his eyes, the muscular man leaning against the bookshelf as he looked at Peter
like a predator who finally caught his prey. And in many ways, that was the dynamic they
shared.
That was the dynamic Peter had somehow been roped into by the six students of this
university.
As Bucky got Peter's dick back in his mouth, stroking his own cock as he sucked Peter off;
As Thor stalked towards them, a hand coming up to run under Peter’s shirt, over his abs and
finally cupping his pecs, Peter couldn't help but think back to how it all started.
~~~~~
He had been a teacher at the Avengers university for a year now. A prodigy, he was the
youngest teacher the academy had ever accepted at the bright age of 25. It was quite the site,
to see a 25 year old man teach students who were just eighteen or above, to teach students old
enough to be his friends. But, ever the professional, Peter Parker was an excellent teacher.
Not only was he incredibly brilliant in his field of study, engineering, he also was someone
the students could get along with easily. He was funny, charming, smart, responsible and had
this adorableness to him that everyone loved.
And some, a little bit too much.

The university was a prestigious one. Every student who graduated there was set for life,
careers and opportunities at their fingertips. The teachers, Peter included, were also paid large
amounts of money for their job. A high paying job, students that he got along well with and
passing on his passion for engineering- Peter couldn't have asked for better.
But even this haven had its problems and here, it came in the form of a specific group of
students.
Of course, with such a reputation the university managed to garner a lot of sponsors, most
notable, CEO’s, politicians, actors etc. Their children were enrolled in the university and
were practically treated like royalty. It was something Peter despised.
Whether it was bullying the other students, humiliating the teachers in class, drinking on
campus, etc. they were never penalized. For breaking rules that would get other students
expelled, these set of students barely got a slap on the wrist.
Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Stephen Strange, Thor Odinson and Clint Rogers.
They walked around campus like they owned the place (which they sort of did) and lived
their lives causing problem after problem, knowing that they would never suffer any
consequences.

This was probably when Peter’s life drastically changed.

The day he had snapped on the boys for their behavior, when the other teachers tried to stop
him as he failed them on their latest test (they didn't even bother answering the paper,
assuming that they would pass regardless), when a chill ran down his spine when he noticed
that instead of angry glares, six pairs of hungry eyes bore him down.
The next day he was assigned to be their private tuition teacher.
And that was when it started.
Peter did find it strange that they had asked him to teach them on a Sunday, the day where the
kids usually go home for the weekend, but he didn't question it. He was always happy to
teach eager students.
And they were eager. Just, not for engineering.
The second he entered the classroom the mood was electric. Peter felt like the air was heavy,
like he had to gasp to even take in a breath of air. He didn't know what it was- why his
students were looking at him the way they were- why when he turned away to write on the
board, he felt like moaning like a bitch in heat.
It didn't help that his students were ridiculously handsome. The 19-20 year olds had no right
being as attractive as they were but Peter had to deal with it.
He had to remind himself over and over again that he would not succumb to it. Sure, he
thinks his students are hot but, as a teacher, he would never ever cross that line.
Which is why he didn't know if he was happy or upset that the students made the first move.

There were suddenly hands all over him- ripping his clothes off - manhandling him over the
desks - lips on his neck - tongue down his throat - hands grabbing his ass while another one
got stuffed down his pants -
“S-S-Stop!” Peter protested, “I-I’m your t-teacher!”
Tony grinned as he bit down on Peter’s pebbled nipple, making the older man shriek, “Now,
you’re our personal whore.”
Completely stripped naked - a cock in his mouth - two others in his hands - a tongue
stretching his ass - his leaking cock slapped around - Peter could do nothing as they toyed
with him.

“Ohhh fuck!” Clint drooled as he slid a finger into Peter’s hole, the walls clamping down on
it, “You got one hell of an ass, Mr.Parker! We should have done this way sooner!”
Peter couldn't even respond, his head completely in the clouds overwhelmed by the feeling of
pleasure and shame. He couldn't believe that he was flung over Clint's lap, completely at their
mercy as his ass was accessible for anyone to do anything to it. As he was stretched out, the
lube the boys had strategically brought over dripping down his legs, he couldn't help but grin
at the pleasure he was assaulted with, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as fingers
brushed against his prostate, the boys laughing as he climaxed, his cock spurting out his seed
onto the floor.
The taste of cum on his tongue, red hand prints on his ass cheeks, bruises on his thighs,
supple lips mouthing at his cock and finally -finally- the feeling of a dick stretching out his
puffy hole- Peter was convinced this was heaven.
The evening turned into nighttime by the time they were done with him. Peter could barely
process the sound of the camera shutter and the flashing of the phone light as he was spread
out on the teachers desk, completely filled and covered with cum, his poor cock fucked out
and flaccid.
They could have left him there, content with their gang-bang session but much to Peter’s
surprise, the boys took care of him. Wiping him down, putting his clothes on and taking him
out to dinner where they coddled him, fed him and showered him with hugs and kisses- it
was the best aftercare he could have asked for.

Sure, the next day he was horrified at what happened, ashamed that he allowed himself to be
carried away like that. He needed to have a stern word with them as clarify that the situation
was never going to repeat itself. So he was grateful for the opportunity to go to their dorm
room where there was a report that the boys were holding a rave. He barged in, the rest of the
students scrambling in fear of being caught smoking and drinking but the main six stood their
ground, looking at Peter with such an intense gaze, it made his knees wobble. He was trying
so hard to pretend like his heart wasn't beating a mile a minute that he didn't even notice
Stephen locking the door behind him.
Suffice to say, no one was surprised when he left their dorm, hours later, a dazed look on his
face as he limped to his office, trying his best to not let the cum in his ass leak out.
He technically did stop the rave.
~~~~~

“Fuck- gonna cum- gonna cum- fuck!” Peter gasped out, his hips twitching each time Bucky
deepthroated him.
The said man stopped for a second, pumping Peter’s spit covered cock as he panted, his body
trembling as well, “Cum for me Daddy! Want your cum so badly! Mmmm~” he immediately
took Peter back in, bobbing his head up and down, slightly gagging as he fucked his throat
with Peter’s cock.
“Such a slut for cum,” Thor teased as he watched Bucky lose himself, his fingers unbuttoning
the last of Peter’s shirt, exposing his torso, “but I don’t blame him since you taste so
addicting, Daddy~”
Peter squeezed his eyes shut, whining under his bitten lips as the knot in his stomach was
slowly coming undone. This was another aspect of the students methods to torture him and
Peter couldn't tell if he liked it or not.
They loved calling him nicknames that hold power, yet never giving him any control.

‘Daddy’, ‘Sir’, ‘Mr.Parker’. As they fucked him unconscious, humiliated him, groped him,
spanked him, put him in a cock cage, spread his naked photos around while hiding his face,
they absolutely loved to call him Daddy.

“Fuck, you take me so good, Daddy!” Steve would moan as he split Peter open with his fat
cock. “Can’t wait to cum inside you and breed you!”, his hips were a blur as he pounded
Peter into the mattress, the mating press he had caught the teacher in left the older man
completely helpless as he was filled up over and over again.
“I think our dear Mr.Parker is enjoying this.” Tony would say, the last slap on Peter’s ass
echoing through the room, his poor butt glowing a bright red, “What a naughty teacher.
You’re getting off on this? Your student is disciplining you instead of the other way
around?”
"N-No!"
"Don't lie to me, Sir." Tony growled, "You're practically humping me right now."

“Ohhh Sir!” Clint would cry out as Peter climaxed again, his body shaking from the over-
stimulation. His hands and legs tied up, a blindfold over his eyes and a ball gag in his
mouth, Clint showed no mercy as his hand continued to jerk him off, ignoring Peter’s
pathetic cries of protest, “You cum so much. Older men truly know how to fuck good, don’t
they, Sir? But make sure you don't get milked dry. I want you inside me later~ You can do
that for me, can't you Mr.Parker?”

“You gonna cum, Master?” Stephen had asked, a laugh leaving his lips at Peter’s
incoherent babbling. He slapped Peter’s ass a few times, lovely red hand prints getting left
in the wake as he picked up the pace, slamming Peter’s hips back to his own, “God- you’re
such a slut master! Getting fucked doggy while a man wearing a maid outfit pounds into
your tight ass- fuck! Gonna cum inside you master!”

“Cumming- Cumming! Ah! Ahhh!” Peter wailed as he climaxed, Bucky’s hands bruising his
hips as he pulled his teacher forward, shoving the cock as far down his throat as possible. The
two of them moaned as Peter came, his dick twitching as it spurted out cum which Bucky
greedily swallowed, the action making him forget his own leaking erection. But not for very
long.
Once he was done, Bucky pulled away, Peter’s cock flopping out which made him giggle. He
kissed his dick, giving the head a final suckle before he stood up, the hungry look still not
gone from his eyes.
“Hey!” Thor protested as Bucky pushed him away, a protest that Bucky ignored.
“B-Bucky- ah!” Peter moaned as the younger man pressed himself flush against Peter, his
hard cock making their way between Peter’s thighs.
“‘M close!” Bucky growled, starting to thrust lightly, the feeling of Peter’s soft flesh choking
his cock was heavenly, “So close- so close just- fuck!”
He picked up the pace, chasing the high that was just within reach. Peter whined at the
sensation of Bucky’s cock humping between his legs, constantly brushing his sensitive cock
and balls but he made do, allowing Bucky to fuck his thighs. With a strong grip on his ass,
Bucky’s hips were going faster and faster when a minute later, with a snarl and a moan,
Bucky climaxed.
“Fuck yessss!” He cried out, tossing his head back as his hips twitched each time his balls
ejected a round of cum. Peter was moaning too, the feeling of the hot, sticky liquid coating
his thighs felt like it was burning him.

Grasping onto each other tightly, the two of them stayed there for a few seconds, calming
down from the experience.
Unfortunately for Peter, he wasn't allowed to rest anytime soon.
“Perfect! Now we have lube.”
Peter jumped when Thor collected Bucky’s cum with a finger before he traced his puckered
hole with it, not wasting a second before pushing it in, knuckle deep.
“Oh? What’s this?” Thor teased as he started to curl his finger, teasing Peter, “Looks like
someone got to you even before Bucky did.”
Peter nodded, a feeling of shame washing over him, “T-Tony fucked my before c-class. Told
me to k-keep the cum in- ah!”
Thor chuckled as he slid in a second finger, “Good news is, that means I don’t have to spend
ages preparing you for my cock now. Tony should have stretched you out just fine.”

He maneuvered Peter, pushing the teachers face into the bookshelves while his ass was at his
mercy. As Thor continued to finger fuck him, adding in a third finger as well, Peter could
hear the zipping of clothes as Bucky got ready to leave. With a loving kiss to Peters temple
and squeeze of his ass, Bucky said his goodbyes.
“Oh, if you see Steve, tell him we’re in the library.” Thor said, unbuttoning his pants and
getting his hard cock out. He slapped it against Peter’s hole, the rim twitching each time, “He
wanted to fuck Daddy as well.”
“Got it. Have fun. Don’t be late for class.”
“Yeah, yeah- oh fuck yes!” Thor cried out as he finally sunk into Peter’s deliciously tight
heat, feeling like his dick was gonna break off at how Peter was squeezing him.
“Fuck Daddy, relax a bit! I can barely- fuck- barely slide in here!”
“S-Sorry!” Peter gargled out, tears pricking his eyes, “You’re so b-big!”
“Awww I’m sorry Daddy~” Thor teased as he pushed in further, finally bottoming out,
“Guess I should fuck you more often and get you used to my size, huh?”

By the time Steve came, it was already time for class so unfortunately, he couldn't fuck Peter
then and there. He had to help Thor in dressing Peter up again, frowning at the copious
amount of cum inside his ass and demanded that Peter clean himself up once class was over,
considering he was not in the mood to wait any more than that.
With a nod, Peter agreed, not surprised that once class was over, Steve cornered him in the
bathroom right when he was done cleaning himself and took him passionately, greedily,
ferociously.

“You got fucked quite a bit today, huh?” Steve asked as he buttoned up his pants, looking
over at his teacher. The older man was still in a daze, bent over the sink with cum leaking out
of his ass and onto the floor.
“Uh...uh huh…” Peter said groggily, trying to form words which made Steve chuckle. The
blonde man helped him get dressed again, finding it incredibly adorable over how out of it
Peter was. Perfect time to take advantage of him.
“Don’t get tired yet. Stephen and Clint were looking for you too.”

Which is how Peter found himself in his office, on his knees as he sucked off two cocks.
“That’s it Daddy, oh! You take us so good!” Clint, ever the vocal one praised him as he and
Stephen tried to fit both their cocks into Peter’s eager mouth. It didn’t work, their cocks were
much too big to manage it, but they tried. It was quite the feeling, the sensation of rubbing
their dicks together while a tongue tries its best to please them. Cock slaps, demeaning
language and a whole lot of cum later, Peter was finally allowed to go home. Stephen and
Clint kissed him, thanking him for the blowjob. He simply blushed and lightly smacked their
shoulders, making them laugh.
“Oh, Tony was looking for you.”
Peter shivered and sighed. He should have known.
 “He said he’ll be waiting at your home.”

And sure enough, once Peter reached his apartment, Tony was outside his door, waiting for
him to return.
“Fuck- I love these tits!” Tony complimented, lathering Peter’s torso in soap suds before he
movies to his chest, cupping his pecs, “So big- so sexy! Have you been working out more?”
Peter moaned as Tony started playing with his nipples, the slippery sensation of the soap
adding more to the pleasure. Tony invited himself into Peter’s shower, immediately groping
and washing the older man, his eyes darkening as he washed out all the cum Peter had inside
of him.
“M-Maybe.” Peter said, not adding anything more and definitely not admitting that he
wanted to stay in shape so they would continue to fuck him.
“Shit- Need to fuck these pretty tits of yours.”
Once they were finished taking the shower, not bothering to put clothes back on, Tony did
exactly that.

“Fuck! Yes! That’s right- oh so close- so close daddy!” Tony screamed as he continued to
thrust at Peters chest, the bizareness of the situation turning them both on tremendously. Peter
did his best to amplify the pleasure, squeezing his pecs together and licking the tip each time
it came closer to his mouth which seemed to work wonders.
“Cumming- cumming! Take it Sir! Take your students cum on your tits you perverted fuck-
Ah!”
Tony climaxed, his jizz spurting everywhere, coating Peter’s chest and face. Peters cock was
rock hard, Tony cumming on him almost making him cum untouched. Before he could beg
Tony for release, the doorbell rang.
And he knew exactly who it was.
There was no way the others, considering how possessive they are, would be OK with Tony
being the only one who would spend the night with him.
He plopped himself on his bed as Tony went to answer the door, his heart beating rapidly as
all six of them entered his bedroom, the same predatory look in their eyes that he experienced
all those months ago.
It was going to be another long night.

Chapter End Notes

The way I write is one day I get inspiration, write it in the course of a day or two and
then never get the drive to write for like months. I'm really sorry i've been gone but hey,
hope you like the new chapter!
I've been considering maybe writing smaller chapters and updating more frequently
instead of long ass ones that take forever to finish so i might give it a try. Don't hold me
to it tho XD
As always, comments and kudos and much appreciated and please do send in your
requests so I have more ideas on what to write! Much love <3
 Camboy
Chapter Summary

This might be my favorite chapter i've written so far OwO

Disclaimer : Very slight dub-con and incest

“Ah, ah- fuck- oh yes! Right there!” Peter moaned as he arched his back off the car seat,
waves of pleasure crashing over him.

“Seems I found the spot huh?” Tony- his father teased as he pistoned his fingers in and out of
Peter’s wet hole faster, the squelching sounds echoing through the car.

As he continued to be finger fucked, the boy had to recollect how he got here.

Legs spread in the driver's seat while his dad, who didn't recognize him, was standing
outside, his arm reaching in through the window as his long fingers fucked his hole for dear
life.

~~~~~

The second Peter turned 18, he started his secret career as a cam boy.

He remembered the first time he came across a cam boy’s live stream as he was casually
browsing through gay porn. Seeing how filthy the live chat was- how the donations were
piling in, ordering the boy to do what they wanted- how the cam-boy was acting like a total
slut- Peter immediately knew he wanted it for himself.
But he knew he had to be careful. He knew of the risks and drawbacks of being recognized as
someone who partakes in such activities, not to mention he was the son of a university
professor, Tony Stark. If word leaked that he was a cam boy, his future, his reputation, his
dad's reputation- all would go up in flames.

He had to question if all this was really worth it.

But he soon came to realize, the risk made it even more fun.
The night he became an adult, he set up his cam boy persona: Spider boy. And SpiderBoy
was to be the complete opposite of Peter Parker in every conceivable way.

For his first live stream, he wore a red, skin tight crop top and dark blue booty shorts,
showing off the toned body he always kept hidden under sweatshirts and jeans. He donned a
black wig, the straight hair reaching his shoulders and thick, glossy red lipstick. His eyes
were covered in a mask of his own design. The mask covered only the top part of his face and
to the viewers, they couldn't see his eyes but Peter could see everything clearly, even through
the fabric. It would help when it came to reading chat and donations. Not like money
mattered to him, his father having more money than he knew what to do with, but Peter did
feel good about making a living for himself.

He locked the doors, set up the laptop and settled onto his bed (of which he bought new
sheets and took down his star wars posters. He wasn't risking anything), his heart pounding in
his chest.
The second he went live and a viewer came on, he came in his pants, untouched.
It was embarrassing but felt incredible.
The first day, there was only one person but as time went by, his viewership started to
increase. His sexy body coupled with his almost innocent-like movements brought in a lot of
horny men who couldn't get enough of him. They called him a “twink”, “baby boy”,
“Breedable bunny” and so much more- Peter couldn't get enough of the attention.

He started off slow, not showing off too much. Flashing his pecs, twerking towards the
camera, groping his hard on- he was content with this...for about a week.
Then he wanted more and his growing fan-base clearly wanted more too.
The best night of camming he had was when he went live wearing a bikini.
Chat went crazy and his viewership skyrocketed. Donations flooded in of people begging him
to take if off, to show off his cock and fat ass. Peter resisted for about half an hour before he
said:

Fuck it.

He put up a show, sultrily pushing a strap of the bra down each arm, before eventually taking
it off. And finally, as he faced away from the camera, he swirled his hips around, teasing the
audience out of every last dollar as he slid his bikini bottom down his legs.
He came untouched again, only this time, there was an audience of 2000 people who saw him
do it. An audience who saw his fat ass, tight hole and cute cock cum from being watched.
His subscriber count doubled that night.
And as the months went by, Peter descended farther and farther into the pleasure.

The boy who was too shy to take his clothes off was now stark naked in every stream,
fucking himself with the countless sex toys at his disposal. Flesh-lights, vibrators, dildos- you
name it. If it was something he could fuck or stuff inside him, Peter’s audience paid him to do
it.
A year went by, and Peter was the most popular male cam-boy on the website.
He had a schedule to stream twice a week where he averaged an audience of ten thousand. He
even ended up making a patreon where fans could pay for exclusive content.
Exclusive content that showed him having sex with other men.

He lost his virginity to another cam boy- an older man named Steve Rogers. They started
texting and eventually, met and hooked up. Steve was in his 30’s, strong, muscular and a
gigantic cock. Peter thought he was getting torn in two when Steve shoved that monster
inside of him, but gradually, he grew addicted to Steve’s cock and to an extent, Steve
himself.
He wasn’t falling for him, but he enjoyed the excitement of being with the man. He was
straightforward yet spontaneous, a dominant daddy with a puppy face- he was unpredictable.
One day, he would call Peter to his home and make love to him while going live to his
audience. Another day, he would bring his friend “Bucky” over (a famous pornstar) and they
would both laugh as they over stimmed Peter, making the boy cry tears of pleasure and pain
as they forced him to cum over and over again after which they took turns filling his hole
with their hot, sticky cum. That video of the three of them went viral and brought in more
fans and money for all three of them.

Going live solo was great, going live with company was great, and posting exclusive content
was great too. Peter was having the time of his life.
And during all this, he managed to maintain his other life perfectly well.
His friends and family didn’t suspect a thing, especially his father. A single parent, Tony was
always busy which gave Peter the freedom to cam without worrying about being caught. The
times Tony was home and was present, the two of them spent quality time together, Peter
continuing to pretend like he’s the straight A golden child Tony thought he was. Tony was his
role-model, the most important man in his life. Tony worked so hard and gave up so much to
give peter a good life.

He loved his dad. Truly he did and Peter didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize their
relationship or impact Tony’s life in a negative way. He didn’t care if the whole world found
out about his secret, he just didn’t want Tony to know. He couldn't bare the idea- couldn't
even imagine the disappointment in Tony's eyes if he ever found out his son was a cam-boy.
He kept track of his lies, he locked his sex toys and costumes in a safe that only he had access
too, he continued to study hard in university and not get bad grades; he kept up his act as
Peter Parker, the smart, geeky nerd who would probably faint at the sight of pornography.

And he couldn’t let the lie slip.

~~~~~

“Fuck- Steve- this is so naughty.”

“I know, baby boy. We’ve only been waiting for five minutes and you’re already hard.”
“I can’t help it. You know what being in public does to me.”

It was the weekend. Tony was out with friends and Peter had the night to himself. Tony
thought he was at home alone and knowing his father, Tony would be back early in the
morning which gave Peter plenty of free time to sneak out. So, of course, Steve calls him
with a new video idea.

“I have a friend of mine who’s a huge fan of yours.” Steve had told him over the phone, “and
he’s been begging me for a chance to meet you. You’ve been wanting a new video right?
Here’s your chance.”
The two of them were in Steve’s car, parked in a semi-public location. They were outside a
bar, a bit far away from the place as they waited for Steve’s friend to show up.

Of course, doing something like this in public meant that he was still in disguise. In fact, even
when he was alone with Steve, Peter never took off his mask or wig, something Steve was
very understanding of. It was great to keep his identity hidden and it was also a great way to
lure strangers into fucking him. Making videos in public with strangers was by far Peter’s
favorite and if a man happens to recognize his mask, well, it was an easy indication to know
that they might be interested in being starred in Peter’s next video. He wore his signature
black wig and mask coupled with a loose, pink sweatshirt crop top and a black miniskirt with
fishnets. He wore glossy red lipstick and painted his nails golden. He looked pretty sexy, he
had to admit.

Steve’s phone dinged, the blonde looking at the text.

“He says he’s here. Why don’t you get ready for him, sweetheart? I’ll set the camera up.”
Peter immediately flipped his skirt up and spread his legs, not wearing underwear to begin
with. He was flexible, propping his feet onto the car seat, exposing his lower body
completely. Steve set the phone up to get the perfect angle, showing off Peter’s body and the
area outside the car window.
“Ah. There he is!” Steve said, and a second later, there was a knock on Peter’s side of the
window. His heart hammering over how scandalous the situation was, Peter quickly rolled the
window down,

Only to see who the person was and immediately, his heart dropped.

Tony whistled as he looked down at Peter, his eyes fixed on his exposed bottom.
“That’s one hell of a first impression.”
Peter couldn’t breathe. His eyes were wide open behind the mask and his jaw was on the
floor.
His father. Tony was looking as handsome as he usually does. A pair of glasses, his beard
trimmed to perfection and his hair styled neatly. He was in simple clothing, a black coat,
jeans and a white T-shirt, the same clothes he was wearing when he said goodbye to Peter
back home. But his eyes. Peter had never seen that expression before. A man completely
overtaken with lust.

“Damn. Looks like someone really likes you, Tony.” Steve teased, mistaking Peter’s shock
for admiration of Tony’s handsome features, “He didn’t react like this when he met me.”
“That’s because you’re you.” Tony teased back, “And I’ll never understand how you
managed to get with this one.” his attention was back on Peter, “He’s way too good for you.”
“You always liked the feminine twinks.” Steve said.
“I’m Tony, by the way.” the man introduced, ignoring Steve, “figured you should know my
name before we start.”
I know your name. You’re my father.
“Spidey?” Steve asked, “You ok?”
Seemed like Peter was quiet for a bit too long. It just hit him that he was exposed, cock hard
in front of his own father and Tony didn’t know. What was he going to do? The plan was to
film an 'authentic' video of Spider boy (with good editing, anything becomes authentic) being
fingered and fucked by a stranger but this- his own father-

He couldn't reveal his identity to Tony, especially with Steve around. He can’t bear to look at
the distraught look on Tony’s face if he finds out his son is a whore. No, revealing himself
was out of the question. Of course, he could put a stop to all of this but…
But…
“Y-Yeah, i’m fine. Just a bit nervous, I guess.”
That seemed enough for the two of them.
Steve laughed as he got out of the car, “Well, when Tony fucks you, I'm sure you’ll be back
to your cock hungry self.” He shut the door before bending down to talk to them through the
window, “I’ll be here on lookout. You two have fun and make sure it’s always recording.”
With that, Steve walked away, probably waiting somewhere nearby.
It took Peter a second to process what Steve had said when Tony’s hand was on him.
“Mmm, I've dreamed of this.” Tony confessed as he caressed Peter’s chest, fingers
purposefully skimming over his nipples.
“Y-You have?”
“Oh yeah, baby.” He pinched Peter’s nipple through the crop top, “Spent many nights fucking
my own hand to your live streams. You’re too sexy for your own good.”

Peter felt like his head was going to explode. His own father was talking to him like the filthy
whore he was.
His cock twitched, a bit of precum starting to drip from it.
He was enjoying this way too much.
But he shouldn't be.
He wanted to stop.
But god, he did not want to stop.
Tony chuckled, his hand sliding down over Peter’s abs, “Fuck- you have the prettiest little
cock.” With that, he grabbed Peter’s leaking member, making the boy arc in his seat, a filthy
moan leaving his mouth.
“F-Fuck-” Peter whimpered, closing his eyes shut. Tony spent a lot of his time in his lab,
experimenting with tech and machinery which, over the years, made his hands rough. Peter
would always dislike the feeling of his father’s rough palm when his face was lovingly
caressed or his hair was ruffled.
But here? Tony’s callused hand jerking his cock?
He never felt better.
“Mmmm~ so sensitive~ Just how I like it.” Tony groaned as he swiped his thumb over
Peter’s tip, milking out more precum.
Peter started to lightly thrust his hips, twitching each time Tony toyed with his cock-head or
lightly tugged at his balls.
“Y-You’re- ah! You’re g-good at this-” Peter said, his face flushed a deep red.
“I’ve jerked off a fair number of men in my day.” Tony confessed, increasing the pace of his
hand jerking Peter’s cock, “But by far, you’re the prettiest.”
“Y-You don’t need t-to always c-compliment me.” Peter said, feeling embarrassed over how
often Tony sang his praises.
If only he knew this slut was his own boy.
“I know.” Tony said, before leaning forward and licking Peter’s earlobe, “But Daddy wants to
praise his baby boy.”

Peter’s eyes snapped open as he stared at Tony, his heart sinking in his chest.
Fuck. Tony knew. Tony knew he was Peter. Tony knew. He knew and-
“Oh. I thought you liked that stuff.” Tony said, noticing the look on Peter’s face, “You said
you had a Daddy kink during one of your streams so I thought it would be ok. We don’t have
to if it makes you uncomfortable.”

Peter felt like he could breathe again.

Tony didn't know. He just called himself that because of their shared kink. He didn’t know.
But Peter, of course, can’t indulge in that kink right now. Calling his actual father Daddy in a
sexual situation was beyond fucked. He shouldn't. He shouldn't-
“P-Please make me cum D-Daddy.”
Tony grinned before he really got into it, his hand a blur as he jacked Peter off.
The boy started to moan, his tongue sticking out as he spread his legs even wider, his hips
thrusting into Tony’s unrelenting touch.
He usually lasted a lot longer but fuck- the situation alone made him want to cum.
“C-Cumming! I’m cumming Daddy! Ohh~”
“Yeah, cum for Daddy, baby boy. Cum all over Daddy’s hand like the naughty slut you are.”
His other hand sneaked around Peter’s shoulder before landing on his chest, fingers gripping
the hem of his crop top before pulling it up, exposing Peter’s pecs. Tony immediately groped
a breast, his rough fingers tweaking Peter’s hard, pink nipples.

Tony growled into his ear, “Hurry up, honey. Daddy can’t wait to stuff you full. You want
that? You want daddy to stuff your hungry little hole with his cock?”
“Y-yes! Yes! Yes!” Peter chanted, feeling the knot in his abdomen get tighter, “Do whatever
you w-want to me- Fuck daddy! You make me feel s-so good! C-Cumming! Cumming-
ahhh!!”
Peter's whole body tensed as he climaxed, his back arcing to a perfect C and his cock shot out
ropes and ropes of cum. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, biting his lower lip and toes
curled as Tony chuckled, milking his cock for all it was worth.
“That’s my good boy. Oh~ look at you~” The man growled as Peter slowly got down from
his high, his hips slowly landing back down onto the car seat.
Peter was panting, his wig getting stuck to the sweat on his forehead. He barely processed
what was happening when Tony ordered him to open his mouth, simply following orders like
second nature. It was only after he had cleaned up his own cum from Tony’s hand that he
realized what he had done and at that point, there was no reason to feel embarrassed.
“Are you ready for round two?”
Without waiting for an answer, Tony dragged his hand from Peter’s mouth, down his chest,
sliding over his cock and balls and right between his butt cheeks. Hand covered with Peter’s
spit, he growled as he found Peter’s hole, his finger starting to circle the puckered rim. Peter
instinctively angled his hips higher to give Tony more freedom of movement. The older man
tilted his head slightly, clearly trying to look at Peter’s eager hole which made the boy clench
even harder. Seeing his own father look at him like a piece of meat-

A part of him said that this was going too far. He still had time to stop this, stop all of this. It
wasn’t too late. Sure, a hand-job wasn’t good but he could stop now, before it went any
farther. He could stop, go home and pretend it never happened.
But then Tony sank a finger into him, all other thoughts immediately left his mind.
“Fuck- you’re as tight as i’d imagined.” Tony said, swirling the finger around a bit, “Baby
boy! Anymore tighter and you’ll snap my finger off.”
“S-Sorry.” Peter gurgled, trying his best to relax as his father fingered him.
Oh. Oh. He can’t stop now.
Peter’s hand shot out, clumsily searching for his purse in the back seat. Once he got it, he
practically ripped it open before grabbing the packets of lube he always stored in his bag. He
ripped one open and squeezed, the sticky substance pouring between his spread legs and right
onto Tony’s fingers.
The older man simply chuckled at how desperate Peter was being, responding in kind as he
quickened the pace, the motion smoother thanks to the lube. He continued to finger Peter, the
boy's cock slowly starting to harden again. His eyes were closed and head tilted to the side.
He wanted to enjoy this. He didn’t want to look at Tony. He wanted to stop this. He wanted to
drag Tony into the car and fuck him.
“Oh! Yes Daddy~” Peter moaned as Tony slowly inserted a second finger. With a lick of his
lips, Tony didn’t hold back.
“Ah! Ah-ah-ah! D-Daddy!” Peter cried out as Tony suddenly picked up the pace, his fingers
circling inside of Peter each time, “S-Slow down!”
“No can do, baby boy.” Tony said, “You know difficult this is for me?”
His fingers grazed Peter’s prostate, making the boy scream.
Without commenting on it, Tony honed in on the spot, making it his mission to target Peter’s
prostate.
“I’m out here, cock hard as a rock while I just made this adorable little boy cum over my
hands. Now I'm fingering this whore in public- and you expect me to still have self control?”

Peter couldn’t do anything but moan and whine, Tony’s chuckles echoing in his head.
“I’m going to stretch you wide open and then I'm coming in there and splitting you in half
with my cock.”
Peter’s back arched, his legs trying to spread themselves even wider. It was all too much. The
dirty talk, his prostate being abused, being in public-
Peter never wanted this to end.
“You remember your first ever stream?”
Peter looked up at him, confused as to why he randomly brought it up.
“Your one viewer? It was me.”
Peter’s body shivered as he bit down a moan, Tony no doubt feeling how he clamped down
on his fingers.
“You were so cute that day.” Tony continued, “Cumming in your pants like that- fuck. You’re
such a dangerous little minx, aren’t you?”
“Fuck- fuck- fuck- cumming!”
“Again? That was quick.” Tony teased, curling his fingers just right, “but I always loved that
about you.”
His first viewer, his first ever live stream- while Peter was locked in his room- Tony was
always watching him.
He was close- so close- right there-

And suddenly, Tony stopped.

Peter’s eyes snapped open, his jaw to the floor and a protest on his tongue before Tony
laughed and said,
“I told you I'm splitting you on my cock, right? Don't want you to cum your brains out before
the main event.”
Without waiting, Peter clawed at the car door desperately, unlocking it before he clumsily
made his way to the back. He could hear Tony laugh at how desperate he was, but Peter didn't
care.
He wanted this. He wanted this more than he’s ever wanted anything before.
“Hang on, baby boy. Let me just get the camera-”
“Fuck the camera.” Peter said, not even bothering to try and hide how horny he was for Tony.
He planted his knees onto the car seat, his back facing Tony before he brought his hands back
and spread his ass cheeks. Tony’s breath got caught in his throat, his eyes glued to the pretty
pink rim that was practically winking at him, framed by the miniskirt and fishnets.
Peter rolled his hips, thrusting it back and slapping his own ass, making the flesh jiggle.
“Please Daddy. I need you. Don’t want to wait.”
“Fuck baby boy.” Tony slammed the door shut before following Peter to the back seat. It was
a tight fit, but neither of them minded. If anything, they were glad for the narrow space that
forced them to be closer.
Tony was behind Peter, his hand grabbing a handful of Peter's fat ass and squeezing, both of
them moaning from the action.
“Are you sure you don’t want to film this?” Tony double checked.
“It’s fine. Not like they can’t see anything.” Peter said, truly not wanting to stop just to
readjust the camera which could take anywhere between five to fifteen minutes to find the
perfect angle, “We can always film ourselves next time.”

“Oh? So there’s going to be a next time?”

“As many times as you want, daddy.” Peter said, making empty promises, “Now please-
please fuck me!”
“Such a desperate slut.” his hand reeled back and spanked Peter’s ass harshly, making the boy
scream. The impact was so delicious- Peter definitely wanted to be slung over Tony’s ass and
have his ass spanked raw. Perhaps next time…

“Lie down baby boy.” Tony said, placing a kiss to Peter’s neck, “Daddy wants to see you
when he fucks you silly.”
Peter couldn’t stop himself as he turned his head and finally kissed Tony. They both moaned
into the kiss as they maneuvered around, Peter lying down on the plush leather seat. For some
reason, kissing his father felt more intimate than anything they had done so far.
“Fuck-” Tony cursed, hungrily devouring Peter’s mouth, “You’re too sexy for your own
good.” He broke the kiss and looked at Peter- the visual making his cock even harder. The
black hair was spread around on the seat, his crop top pushed to his collarbone, showing off
his pretty pink nipples and toned pecks. His miniskirt was flipped up, showing off his perfect
cock and delicious ass.

Tony sat up slightly to quickly take his clothes off. Peter started stroking his own cock lightly
at the show, eyes glazing over Tony’s ripped torso. He’d seen his father shirtless before but
this was the first time he truly got to appreciate how sexy and rugged the older man was. A
toned and slightly hairy chest, perfect abs and biceps that looked like they could crush Peter’s
head- Peter was practically drooling.
He was almost frothing at the mouth when Tony took off his pants.
In a flurry of desperation, Tony had quickly taken his pants and underwear off, throwing the
pieces to the floor.
His cock sprang out, hard, throbbing and aching. He was massive. A long, girthy cock with a
leaking, bulbous head- Peter never wanted to get on his knees and suck a cock more than he
did at this moment and that was saying something.
“Like what you see?” Tony teased as he watched Peter’s mouth open at the sight of Tony’s
cock, the older man stroking it to alleviate some tension.
Peter simply grabbed the back of his thighs and pulled, spreading his legs wider and exposing
his greedy hole.

Tony chuckled, leaning down to kiss Peter again. His stubble tickled the younger man, but
Peter didn’t mind. He couldn’t focus on it anyway when Tony started to suck on his tongue.
“Ready?”
“Yes Daddy. I’m so ready.”
“Alright.” Tony stroked his cock a few more times before finally - finally - placing the tip
against Peter’s hole. That alone made Peter’s cock twitch in excitement. It was happening.
Tony started to push in and Peter couldn’t breathe. His cock was stretching him out so
deliciously- the fat head alone making his body go numb. He was panting, mouth open and
eyes rolling to the back of his head as Tony continued to push into him.
“D-daddy! Daddy- oh! Fuck! Y-You’re so b-big daddy!”
“Fuck me baby boy!” Tony swore, gritting his teeth, “How are you s-so fucking tight!?”

Peter whimpered as Tony continued, feeling like his cock would never end as it kept opening
him more and more and more. He looked down, his face turning an even brighter shade of red
as he watched his own father penetrate him, his dads cock going deeper and deeper into his
hole.
Tony suddenly thrusted harshly, forcibly shoving the remaining inches into Peter in one go,
his cock-head bashing against Peter’s prostate.
With a loud scream, tongue sticking out and his toes curling, Peter instantly came. His back
arched from the seat as his cock spurted out cum, all of it landing on Peter’s stomach and
chest.
“Fuck! Fuck fuck- fuuuuck!” Tony cursed, bottoming out and not moving, “I almost came
from just watching you- little slut! Did Daddy’s cock feel so good?”
Peter nodded, still coming down from the ecstasy, “Y-Yes! Yes- oh, Daddy’s cock feels s-so
good! You’re stretching me out…”
“Shit-” Tony hissed, “It’s like you- ah yes- you’re going to snap my cock off! You’re so tight
and- ah- so wet~”
“Move Daddy! Please!” Peter begged, arms reaching up to grab Tony’s shoulders, “Fuck me
Daddy! Ravage my body!”

“Anything for my baby boy~” Tony cooed before moving down, catching Peter in an
embrace. Peter wrapped his arms around Tony’s shoulders, the older man's face snuggled into
his neck as he finally started to move. Mouth open and moaning, Peter couldn't help but smile
a dopey grin as Tony started to expertly roll his hips into Peter. He was starting off slow, but
Peter didn’t mind. He wrapped his legs around Tony’s waist, rolling his own hips into Tony’s
fat cock. The drag of his girthy member across his walls was so addicting- Peter never felt
pleasure like this before.
Once Tony was satisfied with the easier slide inside Peter, he asked : “You ready? Daddy’s
going to destroy your slutty hole.”
“Yes! Yes- i’m ready daddy~”

“Good little bitch.” Tony propped himself on his hands, towering over Peter as he picked up
the pace, his hips snapping against Peter’s fat ass.
Peter couldn’t help but enjoy the view. Tony looked incredibly sexy. An older, handsome,
rugged man with sweat dripping down his face. His toned body glistening, his abs clenching
as he started ruthlessly pounding into Peter. And his cock. Oh, his cock.
It fit so perfectly into Peter like it was meant to be there- like it was made for him!
The fat, delicious cock- his father’s cock- was pounding Peter so hard, he felt tears form in
his eyes. Was it from the pleasure or the mess of emotions he was feeling? He couldn’t tell.
Tony fucked like a God. He was a man who knew what he was doing. He had Peter’s hips in
a bruising grip, manhandling the boy onto his cock like a toy. Each time he thrust it, it felt
like the air was being punched out of Peter’s lungs. Occasionally, Tony would lean down to
take a nipple into his mouth, abusing the pink buds just as hard as he was abusing Peter’s
poor hole.
“Yes- yes- yes daddy!!” Peter screamed, Tony’s cock reaching so deeply inside of him it was
making him go crazy. He wanted more- he needed more!
“Going to breed you- going to cum inside you!” Tony promised as he worked his hips into
Peter harder and faster. With how Tony was thrusting into Peter, there was no doubt that the
car was shaking, something strangers will look at and immediately figure out what was
happening. Steve was probably having a laugh.
“Breed me Daddy! Come in my boy pussy!” Peter begged, his voice jumping each time Tony
thrusted into him.
Tony grabbed the back of Peter’s thighs and pushed upwards, folding the boy into the mating
press. Peter screamed as Tony wrecked him, the man’s cock getting pushed even deeper, each
thrust hitting his prostate. His poor cock flopped around as he got pounded, ignored and
weeping. Tony seemed to notice as well, but he simply laughed as he continued to fuck Peter.

“You’re going to cum from my cock, baby boy.” He elaborated, “You’re not allowed to touch
yourself. Can you do that for me?”
“Y-Yes daddy!” Peter promised, “I-I’m close anyway-”
“Me too, baby.” Tony moaned, rolling his hips, “Fuck- an ass this good should be illegal.”
He continued his assault on Peter’s prostate, each hit making Peter clench even tighter. They
continued to fuck like rabbits, the car shaking, the air filled with the sounds of moans and the
slapping of skin. Peter was babbling nonsense, words like ‘cum’, ‘breed’ and ‘pussy' thrown
around but the pleasure was so much- he could barely think straight.
“Cumming! I’m c-cumming!”
“Me too baby boy!” Tony said, tossing his head back as he moaned, “Fuck- cum with me
baby- cum with Daddy!”
Several more thrusts, the air in the car so hot that it felt difficult to breathe, Tony and Peter
shared a passionate kiss as they both climaxed. Peter cried and moaned into the kiss, his
noises being swallowed by Tony’s desperate tongue.
Peter’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as his cock spurted out ropes and ropes of cum, his
balls completely empty with how many times Tony forced an orgasm out of him.

Tony bit Peter’s lower lip almost to the point of bleeding as he came inside the younger mans
tight hole. His balls clenched each time his cock released sperm, the amount so huge that it
started leaking out the sides. Peter felt amazing. Warm, hot, thick semen filling him up was
always a feeling he loved. He loved being fucked silly and filled up. And this was by his own
father nonetheless.
They stayed like that for a minute, milking their orgasms as Tony lightly thrust into Peter,
getting all the cum out. Eventually, they came back down from their orgasmic high.
Tony gave Peter a sweet kiss before snuggling into the boys neck, planting more kisses on his
sensitive skin.
“Fuck- What i would give to take you home with me…” Tony confessed.
“So why don’t you?”
“Can’t. Not today anyway.”
Because he thought Peter was home. Throughout all these years, Tony never brought a fling
back home especially if he knew Peter was going to be there.
Peter felt his heart grow full, trying his best to push down the gnawing sense of guilt and
shame now that his brain was no longer cock hungry.
“Next time then.”
“Next time.” Tony repeated, “The things I want to do to you, baby boy…” he growled into
Peter’s ear, “Want to keep you inside and fuck you 24/7… make you wear the sluttiest
outfits… breed you over and over…suck your pretty little cock…face fuck you… make you
my personal cum dump…”
“Daddy, unless you want to go into round two, I suggest you stop talking.” Peter said, feeling
Tony’s cock throb inside of him. Tony laughed, separating from Peter to sit up. He took a
hold of his cock and slowly started pulling out, the two of them moaning simultaneously
when he pulled out completely, his cum immediately oozing out of Peter’s fucked out hole.

“Shit- I wish I had more time- could probably go another five rounds if it’s with you.” Tony
lamented.
“You have places to be?”
“Yeah. Have to get home.”
Peter couldn’t help but prod a bit, “Husband waiting for you? Oh! Or is it a wife?”
Tony snorted and flicked Peter’s cock making the boy squeal and flinch.
“No husband. No wife…no partner. Not yet, anyway.”
“How does a man like you not have a partner?”
Peter knew exactly why. With his dedication to teaching and raising Peter, Tony never had
the time to maintain a stable relationship, something Peter always felt a bit guilty over.
“I have very specific tastes.” Tony said as he sat down on the car seat, putting his clothes on,
“and specific types of people I'm interested in.”
Peter looked at him, curious. He was content lying there naked, cum leaking form his hole as
he watched Tony button his pants up, wanting to know more.
“What kind of taste? A daddy kink? Many people are into that.”
“Yes but not exactly…” Tony pondered a bit, like he was contemplating spilling his kinks to
Peter before shrugging, coming to the conclusion that it won’t be a problem.
“I like…boys who look like you. Short, pretty, muscular, a fat ass.” he grinned as he groped
Peter’s butt, “and…when I fuck pretty boys like you…I’d like to imagine that when you call
me ‘Daddy’, it’s more…literal.”

Peter’s eyes widened and his breath got stuck in his throat.

No way…was Tony really…?

“I have a boy back home.” Tony continued, almost like it was cathartic to get his fantasies out
of his head, “Not a boyfriend or partner but he’s…special. And fuck- for the last few months
he’s become so sexy it’s getting harder and harder to resist bending him over a table and
fucking his brains out.” He sighed, “But I can’t. So, i enjoy fucking other boys that remind
me of him. Take out all my love and frustration on their pretty, fuckable bodies.”
He shrugged his T-shirt back on, looking over at Peter.
“That makes it a bit difficult to have…partners, I guess.”
“...Huh.” Peter didn’t know how to process any of this. Not only did he fuck his father, now
he finds out his Dad wants to fuck…him?! All of it made his head spin.
“H-How do you know he doesn’t feel the s-same way?” Peter asked, feeling like he was
walking on thin ice. One wrong move and it could all break underneath him.
Tony shrugged, “He’s a good kid. Not like me.” he gave Peter a look, “Not like us. There’s no
way he feels the same way about me.” Peter noted that he never clarified that he was talking
about his own son. Smart move. Peter didn’t know how to feel about it.

How many other boys did Tony confess this to? How many other boys did Tony fuck,
fantasizing that he was fucking Peter?

What was Peter going to do with this information?

“If I haven’t freaked you out with that and by the looks of things…” Peter followed Tony’s
line of sight and gasped, a wash of shame sweeping over him as he saw his cock was starting
to harden again from Tony’s confession.
Tony smirked, digging into his pocket to pull out a pen. He grabbed Peter’s arm and wrote a
number that the younger boy was all too familiar with.
“Give me a call. I’d be happy to fuck your tight little body again.”
“...I will.”

“Goodbye Spidey. I had a great time.” he leaned over and kissed Peter one last time before
opening the car door and getting out, closing the door behind him.
Spider boy had conditions when he met up with strangers in such situations. Do not touch the
mask. Do not ask to be taken to Spidey's home. Respect the safeword. If anyone refuses to
cooperate, Steve or Bucky were always around to kick their asses (not that Peter wasn’t
capable of doing the ass kicking himself. His muscles weren’t just for show after all.)

Tony abided to all the rules and was now gone and Peter wanted nothing more than to drag
the man back into the car and continue fucking.

But…

But knowing Tony’s secret…

There was a knock at the door before Steve let himself in.

“...Looks like you had a good time.” he commented, looking at Peter’s naked and cum filled
body.
“...I had a great time.” Peter confessed. It was true. Tony was one of the best fucks he’d ever
had.
“Hey, Steve?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m going to take the week off. There’s something I have to do…” Peter said, already
formulating a plan in his head.

He was going to fuck Tony again obviously. But one day, he would get Tony to fuck him as
Peter, not as Spider boy.
He couldn’t wait.
End Notes

Pure filth. This was so fun to write.

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