Peter looks down at his leaking cock, wishing he could have shown Mr. Stark without showing his cock too. “I-I-“
“Peter, you’re too young, what were you thinking-“
Peter whimpers and shakes his head. “N-no, I swear that wasn’t what I was-“ he sobs and pulls his hair. “It got stuck! I can’t get it back out.”
Tony paused at that, actually looking at the boy now. “You- what’s stuck?”
“I b-bought a b-bullet from- from Spenser’s?” He blushes bright red. “And- And I- I can’t get it out. It’s stuck.”
Tony pauses for only a second before straightening up. “Well, let’s get you to the ER then-“
“No!” Peter yells. “I can’t go to the ER! That’s so embarrassing Mr. Stark.”
Tony sighs and rubs his brow. “Alright, Alright. So-what? What do you want me to do?”
“Help me get it out!” Peter cries loudly. “Please Mr. Stark, I can’t-“
Tony shushes him. “Okay, Okay. Just-“ he groans loudly. “Okay, turn on your stomach. Put the pillow under your hips.”
Peter does what Tony told him to do, and Tony has to take a moment.
The kid called you because you’re a trustworthy adult. He trusts you. You can’t take advantage of the kid. Be a trustworthy adult.
Tony takes a deep breath and sits on the bed, pulling Peter’s ass cheeks apart. His breath hitches. “You have super healing abilities.”
Peter whimpers and nods. “Yes...?”
“And I took half an hour to get here.”
Tony sighs. “Peter, your... you... you’re back to normal, Pete. I gotta- I have to stretch you again.” He mumbles.
Peter groans and buried his face. “I hate everything! Just kill me instead, it’ll be a mercy.”
Tony laughs, standing up and taking his jacket off. He rolls up his sleeves, settling between the teen’s legs again. “Hand me your lube.”
Peter whimpers and grabs the bottle, handing it to Tony without looking at him.
Tony coos. “It’s okay. This is honestly not the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done that I know of.”
Peter blushes red. “I didn’t know you were watching me Mr. Stark! I was just- just pretending to be you-“
Tony laughs and warms the lube on his fingers. “I know. It’s okay Pete. Just- try and relax. It’s all okay.”
Peter takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, trying to relax like Tony said.
Tony slowly pushes one finger in, feeling himself harden because of the noises Peter makes. He licks his lips, deciding to say ‘fuck it’ and just enjoy while he still can. While Peter isn’t looking.
Peter whimpers and backs his hips up, whining softly. “I’m sorry M-Mr. Stark.”
“It’s okay Peter. It’s just your body reacting to stimulation. It isn’t your fault.”
Peter bites his pillow and pushes his hips back, embarrassed, but it just feels so good...
Tony pushes a second finger in, moving it in and out. “Okay, I think I felt it. I just need-“ Tony pulls his fingers out, licking his lips as he looks. “There it is. Okay, I’m going to work a third finger in to help me loosen you up a bit more, is that okay?”
Peter whimpers and nods. “Yeah, it’s okay...” he mewls and rubs his cock against the pillow underneath him, shaking and panting at the addition of a third finger. “M-Mr. Stark...”
Tony bites his lip to keep from moaning. His cock is so fucking hard. Holy shit. “Okay, I think I can-“ Tony pulls out his ring finger, using the other two fingers to trap the bullet, and smiles as he pulls it out. “There we- oh...”
Peter moans loudly, hips rutting against the sheet as he cums, hole clenching around nothing now. “‘M sorry!” Peter sobs, embarrassed.
Tony swallows thickly, letting out a shuddery breath. “Oh, I um- I’m the sorry one... I uh... was that the first time someone else gave you an orgasm?”
Peter feels tears fall down his face as he nods. He can’t even look at Tony. He stares at the wall instead.
Tony stands. “I’m sorry, I uh- I’m sorry I made you so uncomfortable. I um...”
Peter looks at Tony, confused. “You made me cum, you didn’t make me uncomfortable...”
“Y-Yeah, but you didn’t ask for it...”
Peter blushes. “What if I... what if I wanted it?”
Tony’s breath catches. He watches Peter’s face flush at the sight of Tony’s tent in his pants, and then his eyes go wide. “Oh, Mr. Stark... is that for me?”
Tony curses and kisses the boy, pulling his hair and groaning. “You’re a wet dream come true.”
izzy806
yousharknotpass
discoholicmusic
andulkaphoto
