Iâm sorry I had this idea in my head that I just HAD to pass it along to a good writer but think of this. A prison AU, all the avengers are all in prison. Peter is everyones cockslut in the avengers gang. And since Tony is the leader he always gets first dibs and goes into aftercare mode when everyone is done with Peter. đđźđđź I hope this wasnât a bad time đ
He never considered himself a slut. When he was out of prison, he described himself as a shy, untalented and sometimes even stupid. But now, when he was in bed, with one of the worlds deadliest assassins on top of him, thrusting into him as if he was a simple toy, and both his hand were wrapped around two different cocks that he didn´t even know who they belonged to anymore, well⌠he had no problems in describing himself as a slut.
Even if he slept with pretty much every men in a two-mile radio and one woman, he couldnât help it but to have a favorite. The only one that after fucking him so hard, so rough, so deliberately dominantly, took care of him. Waited for everyone to leave so he could have the boy for himself, because he didnât like sharing, because it didnât matter how many people could have a go with Peter, the boy was always going to be his, and he was always going to be protected by the man.
And now, he was sitting on the floor, his mouth wide open and stretched for Steveâs magnificent cock. His hole was being stimulated by Thor, who was using at least three fingers, making Peterâs already sensitive cock to drip pre-cum. He needed to come. He always did.
In the other side of the room, Natasha and Bruce were going at it, and the boy had to physically restrain himself from looking directly into Natâs closed eyes, because her pleasure was his pleasure, and it made him evocate all the times she put on the same faces for him.
In the top bunk bed, Bucky was sucking Tony off as the man gripped his hair so tightly, the moaning was probably being heard from two stories down. The prison always knew when they were doing things. Everyone was a moaner. Everyone except Tony. Tony was too good for them, and everybody knew that, which often led Peter into asking himself what was so special about him that the man decided to take him, the less important prisoner.
Steve was the one controlling his movements, since Peter was too weak to do it himself. He had his head grabbed by the two sides and was caressing his hair as he pushed him even further down, his eyes watering. Thor was now about to replace hi fingers with something much bigger, and Peter knew that even though he had been preparing him for at least ten minutes, he wasnât ready. Itâs not like he would say anything, anyway. The mort hurt he was, the longest he would spend with Tony taking care of him.
By the time Steve was spilling down his throat, Natasha and Bruce were coming to an end, their eyes fixated on each other as Thor finally pushed forward, making Peter let go of Steveâs cock so he could take a breath. It was like he got bigger every single time he fucked him. Steve laughed and gave himself a few strokes so he could ride his orgasm, his hand still gripping Peterâs hair.
And just like everyone, once he was finished, he let go of the boy and stood up, grabbing his things and leaving the room slowly, followed by Natasha and Bruce. Nobody cared about Peter that much, but the time to be only with the man he really wanted to be with was getting closer. He could hear Buckyâs moans intensifying, which meant Tony had come already and was now either fucking Bucky into âŞnext Tuesday⏠or returning the favor and sucking him off.
Thor was no way near being done, though, and that meant that Peter was going to be really sore the next day. The blonde man picked him up and got both of them into bed, falling on top of the boy with great weight. If Peter hadnât been used to this, he would have thought he was going to die. The pounding, as usual, was extreme and relentless. And also as usual, he let him.
Suddenly, Tony started going down, using the mini stairs that nobody else used. He gave one look to the drooling boy, and Peter knew immediately that he was getting him out of that situation. Tony grabbed Thor by the hair and pulled, making him look at him.
âOkay, time out, big guy. Peterâs mineâ
Thor had the strength necessary to send Tony flying away, but the man was too powerful in prison, and he could get Thor killed in less than a day. The blonde man growled, and it was understandable, because he hadnât come yet, and Tony couldnât deny it. Peter was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He would have done the exact same thing, but the difference was that Peter was his property. Not Thorâs.
âI said nowâ repeated the man, the anger visible. Thor whined and looked back at him. If he was such a powerful man, then he could get him a replacement. Tony rolled his eyes and looked up so see that Bucky was sitting in the bed. âBucky, come here right nowâ
Buckyâs eyes snapped up at the command, and it took him a while, but he eventually came down, limping slightly as his body remembered too well what it felt like to have Tonyâs whole cock inside of him, simultaneously destroying him and pleasuring him.
âTake himâ ordered Tony, pointing at Bucky as Thor looked at the wrecked man.
âOkayâ he muttered under his breath and slowly pulled out, making Peterâs back arch and his little lips to make a submissive yet tired sound. Thor grabbed Bucky by the hair and slowly took him away, probably to his cell. Peter closed his eyes when it was finally just the two of them, relaxing almost instantly.
âYou okay, baby boy?â
Peter sighed and opened his eyes carefully, settling them on Tony. He smiled. He was tired but he was happy. He was always happy to see him. He nodded, it was really hard not to.
âYou want to cuddle?âÂ
Peter thought about it. Yes, he wanted to. But not yet. He brought his thumb to his mouth and started sucking on it, his eyes hooded as he watched Tonyâs gaze shift from worry to horniness.
âWhat if I want something different first?â he asked in a low voice, his hand going down his body to tease at his already overstimulated hole, moaning in need.
âYouâll get whatever you want. Youâll always doâ
Peter smirked. âFuck me, daddy?â
âYes, baby boyâ he hurriedly said and got on top of his boy. âYou better enjoy this as much as youâre implying you willâ
Peter smirked. He knew he was always safe with Tony. âIf itâs your cock, Iâll love itâ
Before he could even think about anything else, Tony lined up and pushed in, his whole length inside. âIs this how you wanted it, baby boy?â
(Would you want a second part where they go at it and then thereâs a long after care session? Leave a comment!!)