love, daddy issues and everything in between

He’d go back to the video again and again, but sometimes it wasn’t enough. He wanted to experience it, but he had to find a dom, who’d be willing to do it. Craigslist was a no go, he couldn’t find the right guy on Grindr. So Peter resorted to using Reddit and after creating a throwaway account he made a post on r/bdsm. It read ‘’20-year-old gay male looking for a professional dom in the New York area. Mostly into chastity’’. Peter ignored the post for a few hours, in order for it to get enough answers. It gained popularity pretty quickly and he had to read a lot of suggestions. After he scrolled through countless websites, he chose dom T. T had been doing this for 20 years now, he was bisexual and his prices were good. And the cherry on top was that his specialties were orgasm denial, chastity and role play. So Peter didn’t hesitate to book a consultation with his new dom. They exchanged messages and then the male dominatrix sent his client a hotel address and a time for their meeting. He had instructed Peter to text him when he arrived.

Peter’s hands shook as he typed ‘’here’’ on his phone. His thumb hovered momentarily over the send button, then he pressed it. Was he making a mistake? What if he didn’t like the experience? He could always safe word out, but then what? His thoughts were interrupted by the door chime. He looked over and saw T, God that man was more attractive in person. The pictures on the site didn’t do him justice. Peter just waved, to signal that he was the client. That was so cringy, he thought.

‘’I’m Tony.’’. The dom introduced himself.

’’Don’t I have to call you master, or something. Sorry, it slipped out. I’m Peter.’’

‘’You can call me Mr. Stark if you’d like.’’

‘’So, where are we going from here? A bdsm club? Please tell me that you don’t have a red room or a basement dungeon nearby.’’ Pete said, still standing outside.

‘’No, we’re going up to my hotel room. Jesus kid, is this your first time doing something like this?’’ Mr. Stark replied, leading his client inside.

‘’Yeah.’’ Peter said, turning red.

‘’Well I’d be glad to pop your cherry.’’ Tony said, licking his lips.

As they took the elevator up to the penthouse suite, Tony started asking his client some questions.

‘’So kid, how’d you get into cock cages. Most people start off with something less intense, like role play.’’

‘’Well orgasm denial has always been pretty hot, but I couldn’t control myself, I’d always cum. And cock rings were nice, but I wanted something more restrictive.’’

‘’And why did you choose me? I’m sure there were younger and better looking professional doms out there.’’

‘’Well I’ve always been attracted to older men and you Mr. Stark are a silver fox. Another perk was your experience – you definitely know what you’re doing. And you’re fucking hot.’’

‘’Okay Peter, calm down before you cum in your pants. We’re here’’. Tony led him in the hotel room. Then he walked over to the suitcase laid on the bed and started pulling out things like lube, condoms and three velvet cases.

‘’Before we start, let’s go over our rules again. What do we use for communication?’’

‘’The color system – green means I’m okay, yellow means stop the scene for a moment and continue when I’m green again and red means stop the scene completely. We also have a safe word, which is spider.’’

‘’Very good Peter. And which kinks are we here to explore.’’

‘’Chastity, cock cages, orgasm delay and denial, degradation and dd/lb role play.’’

‘’Good. Should we get started?’’

The sub just nodded.

‘’Can you strip for me? I need to figure out the size for the cage.’’ The dom asked.  Peter did as he was told. Mr. Stark examined the sub’s cock for a moment. ‘’Okay, now I need you to get hard.’’. Pete thrust his dick into his fist a couple of times, not that looking at the handsome man beside him wasn’t enough to get him hard.

Mr. Stark took out a pretty pink cock cage, that Peter had definitely seen before. It was called the vice and it retailed for about 150 dollars. The dom had chosen the plus size and it seemed like it would fit snugly on Pete’s cock. Peter closed his eyes as the dom put on the cock cage, he was always squeamish when it came to that part.

‘’I’m done. Look at your pretty little cock.’’. So he did, and it was pretty – the cage had some extra parts and the black padlock was contrasting with the pink. He reached down to feel it, when Tony lightly smacked his wrist.

‘’Who said you could touch it. Don’t misbehave, kitten or daddy will have to punish you.’’

Tony sank down to his knees and licked the bottom of the cock cage, almost as if he was giving him a blowjob. Peter buckled his hips forward and the other man pulled away.

‘’Strike two, kitten. One more and you’re out. Behave.’’

‘’Make me.’’

‘’That’s it. I’m gonna give you 10 spanks for that. And after that I’ll fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. Get in my lap like a good boy count them for me.’’

Tony lovingly caressed Peter’s ass, before bringing his palm harshly down on it.

‘’One’’

‘’Two’’ That was harder than the first one

‘’Three’’ Peter’s ass was already red and aching. He couldn’t touch himself and he was so hard against the cage that it almost hurt. But the pain was delicious, much like the pain that he was currently receiving from his dom.

Each spank felt different. He barely got to ten, his voice breaking when he said the last number.

Hearing this, Tony asked concerned

‘’Color?’’

‘’Green.’’

‘’Okay. Kitten, I’m gonna fuck you now. Make your whore mouth scream for daddy.’’ Mr. Stark laid Peter on his stomach, placing a pillow underneath his cock. The sub could hear the lube cap pop off, and moments later he felt Tony’s finger at his entrance.

‘’You’re so tight for me, Peter. I wanna fuck you so bad, wanna ruin your pretty little hole.’’ Pete just moaned, not thrusting his voice. He could accidentally make a bratty remark and get punished again. As Mr. Stark added a second finger, he could hear him unwrapping the condom. Before thrusting in, the dom asked once again.

‘’Color?’’

‘’Green.’’

Tony was bigger than any guy Peter had been with. He was long and thick, filling him almost to the brim. The sub thought how much he’d love to suck that cock, gagging on the length.

‘’Kitten, you take me so well. I don’t think I’ll last long with the way you’re squeezing around me. ‘’ Tony grabbed Pete’s hips and began thrusting fast and shallow, making his cheeks bounce. The dom angled his thrust so he could hit his sub’s g-spot.  A few more thrusts and Tony came, finishing inside the condom. While he was riding out his orgasm, Peter’s cock was painfully hard in the cock cage. He needed to cum.

Tony disposed of the condom and walked over to him. He laid Pete on his back and unlocked the cock cage, taking off all the parts. Peter’s dick sprang free, hard with beads of precum on the head.

Mr. Stark grabbed both his cock and Pete’s and jerked them together. It took the sub 2 strokes to cum all over Tony’s chest. The dom was about to pull his hand away, in order to not overstimulate his partner

‘’Don’t stop. Please, I can go again.’’

‘’You sure?’’

’’Yes. Please make me cum again.’’

Tony took both cocks again as Peter thrust forward, moans spilling from his mouth. He cums with Mr. Stark and almost falls to the ground too spent move. He’s a mess – all red and sweaty, his stomach covered in cum. Tony grabs a washcloth and cleans them both up.

‘’I should go.’’

‘’It’s late, Pete. Just crash on the couch.’’

“Peter, this is our new gardener, Anthony Stark.”

“Please call me Tony.” He said and stretched his hand out to the younger man. Tony, in his tank top and his dirty gardening gloves shaking hands with Peter who was dressed in Gucci pants and had a new Rolex on his wrist was a sight.

“Alright boys, play nice.” May ordered, before going back in the house.

“Kid, you should go in too, I’m gonna trim the hedges and it will get pretty loud.”

“Don’t worry, I have these.” Peter fished out a pair of Airpods from his pocket, and placed them in his ears, his music on low volume, so that he stayed focused. He wanted to observe the gardener a bit more. That guy wasn’t May’s usual type - tall, blonde, with muscles and blue eyes, like the precious ones. Peter particularly missed Steve Rogers, or Captain America,as they called him and a guy who he just called Thor. He had fucked them both, leading to their unemployment, thanks to his aunt. He still remembers the vicious arguments they got in.

“If you didn’t want me to have sex with guys who are twice my age you shouldn’t bring them over.” Peter yelled as he saw that May had fired Steve. His nerves got the best of him and he knew it.

“I didn’t bring them over, I asked them to work for me. You should really think of who you’re seen with, your little hookups can lead to bad press.” May shouted back. He hadn’t seen her this angry with him since he gambled last year.

“Bad press? What is this the 60s. I can sleep with whomever I want and the paparazzi won’t bat an eyelash.”

“Though you should be free to do whatever you want with your body, I’m still the adult here, Peter. There should be some limits. I just want the best for you, I don’t want you to get hurt like last time.”

“We’re still on that. I told you it was just a one time thing.”

“Is that why you were cooped up crying in your room for months. Because of a one time thing. Look I don’t want another Bucky breaking your heart.”

“Don’t call him that. Only I can say that. To you and everyone else he’s James.”

“But he wasn’t, wasn’t he. He was Bucky to his wife and kids, wasn’t he.”

“Get out.”

“Peter I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep my boundaries.”

“I said get out.” He screamed, face red and tears welling up in his eyes. He even threw a framed picture at where May stood moments ago.

Peter was snapped out of that memory when he felt his gardener tapping him on the shoulder.

“You’re so deep in thoughts that you didn’t feel that the first few times, huh kid. Anyway, I need to mow the lawn, so I’d suggest you move.”

“You don’t make the suggestions here. If I wanted I could get you fired right here on the spot.”

“Nice try kid, but I know that your aunt’s the boss here. Plus what are you going to do after you fire me? Replace me with a blonde, blue eyed muscular jock.”

Peter clenched his fist in anger.

“May told you.”

“Yeah, she didn’t want me making the same mistakes as the previous gardeners. Though looking at your attitude, I’m sure she won’t have a problem.”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“Oh, I know everything about you. Because I was you. I was a rich brat, with lots of cash and lots of fuck buddies.”

“Anthony Stark, Tony Stark, my father used to know your father. Wait, the Wikipedia article said that you ran away from home one night and that you’ve been MIA ever since.”

“Yeah kid, I know what it says, I wrote it. The truth isn’t that glamorous or mysterious. One night my old man saw me sneaking in my boyfriend. He banished me, it was a different time then. And I’ve been on my own since then. I was 18 and on the street, it was literally rags to riches, but well riches to rags. I tried a lot of things. Took a few odd jobs, went to community college, even tried to get back into the family business after my dad passed. Well nothing worked and here I am, in what I’m convinced is my personal hell on earth.”

“Why did you take this job then? You knew what you were getting into.”

“Because it’s the only way I can get money.”

“You see that little garden over there - Steve planted marigolds for me when he was still here. They should bloom in a week. If you stay at your job until then, you’re free to leave and I’ll even give you an extra 10 k. But if i seduce you before that, you’ll have to work here, all summer, every year. Do we have a deal?”

“Sure kid. Just don’t go crying when you can’t afford to get a new Audi because I can keep it in my pants.”

The next day Peter set his plan in motion, thanking God that May had to go back to New York to handle some unexpected business. He was going simple - sunbathing while Tony was working. So he sat in his chaise lounge, Versace sunglasses on and a tiny pink thong. Better to leave somethings to the imagination. Plus skinny dipping in his pool was one of his other options.

Seeing that his gardener was coming, Peter rubbed some tanning lotion on his milky white skin, before saying seductively.

“Hey, can you help me with the back.”

“Sure kid.”

He spread the lotion down the younger man’s back, obeying every command to go lower.

Tony’s hands were millimeters from Peter’s ass, when the older man leaned in and whispered in his ear.

“Why don’t you get dressed before your neighbor comes over to greet you.”

“Neighbor? Wait someone’s coming over for the summer? Which house is it, the one on the left of the right?” Peter asked frantically as he covered himself with a towel. It couldn’t be, right. He wouldn’t come back here again.

“Right. Why?”

“Did you see who was there? Was it just a woman, or a man, or a couple with kids?”

“It was a couple. What don’t you know your neighbors? If it helps jog your memory, the man had a sleeve tattoo of a biomechanical arm, can’t miss it.”

“Bucky.”

“You do know them. So, what is Bucky some old guy, whose son you fucked or something?.”

“He’s my ex. And he absolutely mustn’t see me.”

As if on que, there was a ring on the doorbell.

“Please get it.”

“Kid you have to reap what you sew. I’m not bailing you out.”

“I’ll pay you.”

“Get in the house before he can see you.” Peter flashed him a smile, before jogging into the house. Locking himself in his room, he peaked through the curtains to see what was going on. He could spot Bucky and Tony arguing, then his ex leaving. His gardener then climbed up the stairs and knocked on Peter’s door.

“Thank Tony. I owe you one.”

“Cash rules everything around me, kid. Now come on, give me the money, Parker.”

“How about a blowjob, it’s worth more than I could ever give you in cash.” Peter tried his luck.

“The money, now.” Tony said through his teeth, one hand gripping Peter’s throat.

“Yes daddy.” The younger man replied instinctively, and made a mental note of how Tony bit his lip at that. Peter grabbed a pen and his checkbook, writing a quick cheque to Tony.

“There’s an extra grand for your silence on everything that happened.”

“Pleasure working with you kid.”

Peter could see Bucky’s car driving away, thanks to someone telling Ms. Barnes exactly where her husband had been earlier.

A few days passed and Peter tried his best to seduce Tony. From skimpy outfits to touches that lingered on for more that they should have, nothing seemed to work. But he had some tricks up his sleeve.

Tony had almost forgotten about the younger man’s seduction attempts and didn’t think much before accepting his proposal of a movie night. He was lounging on the expensive white couch with Peter in gray sweatpants beside him. The movie was Beach rats, Pete’s pick of course. But when them first sex scene started on the screen, Tony noticed something unusual, Parker was moaning. Taking his eyes from the screen Stark noticed that not only was the younger man moaning, he was touching himself. He didn’t stop stroking his cock when he noticed the gaze on him, he even started thrusting faster.

“Peter that’s indecent exposure.”

“But I’m not exposing anything, Mr. Stark. There’s a perfectly good movie and you’re watching me. Seems like you want to sleep with me.”

“Fine, if that’s how you wanna play it, I’ll watch the movie.” Tony said as he glued his eyes to the tv. He was staying focused until

“Tony” a desperate breathy moan cane from Peter’s lips. Ignore it, your will is strong.

“Mr. Stark, please.”. He’s just some little bratty twink.

“Fuck me, Tony.” You could be his dad.

“Daddy”. With that Peter came, his eyes were closed and his cheeks were a rosy shade of pink. Tony still kept his eyes on the screen, but there was a bulge in his jeans. Peter didn’t miss that and quickly came up with a plan on how to work with that.

“Well I’ll have to do laundry now. Mind if I squeeze past?” He said and accidentally fell into Tony’s lap, grinding his hips, feeling the throbbing member beneath him.

“Wow, Mr. Stark, you’re packing. You know I usually don’t care about size, but damn I’m sure you.” Before he could finish his sentence, Tony pushed him away.

“Don’t touch me, kid.”. Well plan failed.

Tomorrow was Peter’s only chance to seduce Tony. It wasn’t about the money anymore, nor was it a matter of pride. The younger man was genuinely in love and that terrified him.

Maybe if Peter fucked Tony all these feelings would just disappear. He was determined to find out. That morning they didn’t even exchange words. Tony was working by the pool when Peter jumped in. He swam a lap, before tossing his swimming trunks by the other man. Then he decided to practice his backstroke, showing off his “technique”.

“Care to join me? You don’t need a swimsuit. Come on daddy.”

Tony just sighed and started stripping. Peter’s eyes sparked up with joy. He was winning. And more importantly he was going to be fucked in his pool. Looking his crush up and down, he bit his lip. For an old man Tony had a nice body. Toned abs, big biceps, that perfect v that drove the guys crazy and his dick. Peter couldn’t wait to have it in his mouth, running his tongue over the uncircumcised length.

“Earth to Parker.” Tony was right next to him, oh god, he was so hard for the older man. “You know this week I realized that you get flustered by me. You, Peter Parker the handsome rich boy who can have any guy, likes me, an old man.”

“You’re not that old.”

Tony took steps forward and Peter backwards, until his back hit a wall. Peter’s breath hitched and Tony leaned into him, their lips millimeters apart.

“Is it worth it, if you loose all the money.” Peter asked, clearly taunting the other man.

“Everything’s worth it for you, baby boy.”

Peter closed his eyes and pressed his soft lips against Tony. But instead of feeling lips, he felt a hand. Anthony had placed his large palm between them.

“Psych.”. He said, before exiting the pool and drying off with Peter’s towel. Peter shamelessly rutted his hips against that same towel before cuming with Tony’s name on his lips.

The next day the marigolds had bloomed. Peter picked one and placed it behind his ear, as a sigh of defeat.

When Tony arrived he wasn’t dressed in his usual gardening clothes, but instead he was in a rainbow crop top and booty shorts.

“Parker where’s my cheque. I’m dying to go to the bank like this.”

“Oh, I was prepared to give you cash.” Peter said, opening his Balenciaga fanny pack to reveal stacks of 100 dollar bills.

“I want a cheque. I want to have physical proof that Peter Parker couldn’t seduce me.”

“Fine.” Peter pouted, stomping his feet up to his bedroom, followed by Tony. When he wrote the cheque, he handed it to the older man.

“Oh, Peter, one more thing.”. Before Peter could say anything, Tony pressed his lips against his. The kiss was hungry and sloppy, all tongue and teeth clashing together. The older man almost ripped off the buttons of Peter’s shirt, playing with his nipples. Tony pulled down his lover’s pants.

“Going commando? I bet you were watch me work and play with yourself, wishing that I was touching your sensitive cock, huh baby.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Well you don’t have to wish for it any more, cause it just came true.”. Tony palmed Peter’s erection, swirling the precum from his head to the base.

“Need to taste you, baby boy.”. With one bob of his head Tony could deepthroath Peter. His cock was sensitive, he was ready to come just from that.

“Daddy please.”

“Fuck, baby boy, you have to be needier than that. As much as I like having your pretty cock in my mouth, I want you. Get on your hands and knees for daddy.”

“Lube and condoms are in the bedside drawer.”

Tony kissed Peter reassuringly, then coated his fingers in lube. His finger slid in easily.

“Baby boy, did you play with yourself this morning?”

“Yes.”

“And who did you think about?”

“You, daddy.”

“You know that bad boys get punished. Count how many spanks I’m gonna give you.”

Tony’s hand struck Peter’s bottom, loving how the younger man’s hole tightened around him. After 5 spanks Peter was a mess. His ass was red and he was drooling on the pillow, begging for Tony’s cock inside of him.

“Just a but more, baby.” said the older man. He couldn’t take the teasing either. He had to have his baby boy, now. So he just added two fingers and scissored them, opening up Peter. As the younger man moaned, Tony opened the condom and lubed it up, before entering his lover.

“Fuck, baby boy, you’re so tight for me.”

“Daddy, you’re so big, you feel so good.”

“Beg for me, Peter.”

“Daddy, please harder. I need you, please.”

“Okay, baby.”. Tony bottomed out, causing Peter to let out an almost pornographic moan.

“Right there. I’m gonna cum.”

“Say my name.”

“Tony.”

“Try again, baby boy.”

“Mr.Stark.”

“I won’t let you cum if you’re wrong one more time.”

“Daddy.”

“That’s right, baby boy. Now come for me.”. Peter came, making a mess on his bedsheets. He rode it out quickly, cock softening.

“Help daddy come, Peter. Touch yourself.”

“But I’m still sensitive, it hurts.”

“Do you want me to feel good?”

“Yes daddy.”. Peter touching himself and let out a whimper, his hard cock already twitching in his hand. Tony wrapped his fist against him, causing him to groan out and slow his pace.

“Don’t stop ,baby, I’m almost there.”. Just as Tony came, he could feel Peter’s hole tightening, the boy had come again.

“You did so good, baby boy. I’m proud of you.”

Diego never really defined his sexuality. People were attractive and that was it. He had been with men, women, he's had partners who were nonbinary. Right now he had been single for so long, that a one night stand with a guy wasn't off the table. As if someone could read his thoughts a guy bought him a shot. Diego motioned for the stranger to come over as he downed the whiskey. The guy was attractive, there was no denying that. Though he picked the worst pick up line.

"Nice harness there.". If Diego had a penny for every time he heard that, he'd be richer than his dad.

"Thanks. I'm Diego. And you are?"

The stranger said something, but Diego couldn't hear it because of the loud music. All he knew was that the name started with K.

"So, Diego, what brings you here?"

"It's a long story."

"I've got time."

So Diego compressed his life story in 30 minutes, while the handsome stranger (who's name turned out to be Kameron) listened and ordered more alcohol. It was easy to talk to Kam, and the whiskey was definitely helping him loosen up. He wasn't drunk, just a little tipsy, enough to make him comfortable with talking to a stranger in a gay bar. Diego had just finished up his glass of whiskey when Kameron asked.

"Wanna dance?"

"I'm not that great of a dancer."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." The man flashed him a flirty smile and Diego almost melted.

The Troye Sivan ballad faded out and it was replaced by an upbeat Britney song. Diego resisted the urge to do some dorky dance move, and focused as Kam placed his hands on his hips. Kameron leaned to the left and started moving his hips, grinding on Diego from behind. Diego blushed and then started doing the same. Kameron pulled him flush against himself, burrying his nose in the other's shoulder.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Please do."

Kam began placing hot kisses against Diego's neck, sometimes biting gently and leaving a few hickeys here and there. Diego let out a few quiet shameless moans, before kissing the other man passionately. When he pulled away, he asked.

"Wanna go to the bathroom?"

"Oh my god yes.". Kameron's "excitement" was apparent and Diego was proud of himself for that.

Stumbling in a cubicle, Diego pulled Kam's camo pants down, placing kissed on his thighs and moving upwards. As he was about to pull the other man's boxers down, Kam said.

"We can't do this here."

"Why not? We won't be the first ones, we won't be the last ones,hell we won't even be the last ones in the hour."

"You're technically right, but someone might walk in."

As if on que, someone barged in the bathroom, and began vomiting violently, effectively killing the mood.

"Let's just get our of here."

"It's kinda embarrassing to walk out of here with a boner, but the longer we stay, the longer I'll regret not letting you blow me."

"I can still do it, you know that right?"

"Yeah, but we can save it for my bedroom."

"So we're gonna go to your place? Okay then. Lead the way.". Kam took Diego's hand and lead him out of the club.

"I actually live around here, so we can just walk."

As Diego was turning in an alley, he somehow tripped, but Kam caught him in time, delivering a cheesy pick up line about "already falling for him, huh.". Diego just wanted to shut his pretty mouth up with a kiss, so that's what he did, while pressing him to the alley wall. Kameron's kisses were like a scorching fire and Diego desperately needed to keep the flame burning. Grabbing his one night stand's hand, he placed it on his crotch. To his surprise, Kam turned Diego over,so that he was facing the wall , and pulled his pants down.

"Haven't had a handy in an alley ever since I was still in the closet."

"Oh, it won't be just a handy" Kameron said, showing Diego a small bottle of lube that he pulled out of his pocket, to which an eyebrow was raised.

"What? You always have to be prepared." Kam defended himself. Diego was trying not to moan, because the kisses against his neck felt amazing, so he asked.

"How about someone walking on in us now?"

"Don't care anymore, just want you. Now."

"Then take me. Now."

"You don't have to ask twice."

Kam poured a generous amount of lube on his finger, before slowly moving his finger past Diego's rim.

"God,Diego you're so tight. I need more, need to feel you against me."

Kam let go off Diego's wrist, which he had been previously holding, and instead took hold of Diego's dick and his own, stroking them up and down.

"I swear Kam, you want us both to cum, before we've even started. I mean, I know I'm irresistible, but..." Diego didn't finish his sentence before taking in another finger. Kam wasn't having any of Diego's new cocky attitude.

"F-fuck, that feels g-g-good. Don't stop." Diego moaned, his stutter apparent. Kam heard footsteps in the distance, so he placed his other hand on Diego's mouth, just to be sure. Luckily the people went in another direction and Kam wrapped his hand around the other man's throat. It didn't seem like Diego liked that, so Kameron dropped his hand and placed it on Diego's hip, preparing them for the next step. Before going any further Kam put on a condom and asked.

"I'm gonna put it in now, is that okay?"

"Yeah. Just kiss me once before that.". The kiss was full of lust and reassurance. Then Kameron removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock. He moved painstakingly slow, careful not to hurt Diego. When Kam bottomed out, they both stooped for a minute, softly panting.

"Move." said Diego in what felt like an eternity later. Kameron started with a few experimental thrusts and soon found his rhythm. His hands would wander from Diego's hair, to his chest, ass and finally his dick. The double stimulation apparently drove Diego wild, because he was moaning even louder than before. That turned Kam on even more.

"You're so loud baby, do you want us to be caught, huh? Bet you want someone to see you begging for me, while I stroke your pretty cock, huh. Say something Diego, or can you just moan now?"

"F-fuck you."

"Oh, you want to be snarky with me, huh. How about I pull out and leave you here to finish yourself off? Or should I fuck you til your voice is hoarse from moaning, the wall is white from your cum and you physically can't cum anymore? I can make your ass redder than your face is right now. But if you apologize for talking back to me, I'll just fuck you properly. So what do you say, Diego?" After the second sentence Kameron had pulled out and was tracing his length against Diego's rim, teasing him. Diego was frustrated by that, so he responded

"O-okay, I'm s-s-sorry."

"Say it properly or you're not cumming."

"I'm sorry. Now just fuck me."

"Don't wish for something you can't take, babe.". Kameron thrust back unexpectedly, his pace quick and rough and his hands jerking off Diego with the same tempo. When Kam hit a particular spot, Diego couldn't take it anymore and came, his cum splattered on the brick wall. Huh, so Kameron was right. Kameron's thrusts were getting slower and after he helped Diego ride out his orgasm, he came too. The two men took a moment to compose themselves, before disposing of the condom and then cleaning up to the best of their ability. As far as one night stands went this one was in Diego's top ten, even his top five. Well now he could cross off fucking in an alley from his bucket list.

"Still wanna go to my apartment? We can get cleaned up, go for round two or not and then eat." asked Kam,secretly hoping for a yes.

"Sure. You'll just have to help me with walking, you were a little rough."

"I'm sorry."

"I didn't say I minded it, but now I feel the pain after I felt the pleasure." Kameron held up Diego, letting him lean on Kam's shoulder. When they arrived at the apartment, they both flopped on the bed, shower long forgotten. Diego turned to his partner and said.

"That was fun babe."

"Told you you needed to blow off some steam."

"You were right. By the way, why did you use a fake name earlier?''

"Well my dear friend I called you to tell you about the greatest album known to man. Seriously it's the best thing after sliced bread, it's got everything...". Then Jeremy tuned his friend out and just stroked himself from the base of his dick to the head ,enjoying the way his hands felt on his throbbing member.

Jeremy wasn't masturbating to Michael, he was masturbating despite Michael. His eyes were stuck to the computer in front of him, and he had one earbud in, the moans of the pornstar were still audible even on low volume. He thrust his cock in his hand, running his fingers along the veins there. Jeremy almost started running his thumb on the head when he heard Michael's voice clear as day. "Hello , Earth to Jeremy. You're spacing out on me here."

"Sorry I was focused on reading for the play."

"Oh, Mr. Reyes is such a dick for giving you that part. But he's always been that way I guess. I heard that once.." and he went on, but his friend didn't listen to a word he said.

Somehow Michael's voice sounded different. Jeremy didn't want to jack off to it, but he tried anyway, his need for an orgasm overtaking his natural instincts. He took out the earbud and paused the video. This had to be quick and quiet. His dick got even harder at the thrill of getting caught. Jeremy dragged his thumb around the head of his dick, dragging the precum around. Then he wrapped his fist around his shaft, pumping it. He thrust up one more time then he came, letting out a low moan. Hoping that Michael didn't hear him he checked the phone and saw that his friend had hung up.