s u p e r c v n t s

    “okay-- i want you to be completely honest with me! are you just hanging out with me ‘cause i have a ship... orrrrr...?”

       kitty was rendered speechless for a moment, mouth agape as he tried to process the information bruce had just imparted on him. the man was extremely attractive, even a blind person could see that-- and just for that reason kitty didn’t trust what was going on. “is this a joke? did bobby put you up to this? are there... cameras around or something?” he made a point of closing himself off a little more in a futile attempt to hide the wetness between his legs. “okay-- you’re saying you popped a boner.” he stared bruce down. “prove it.” 

        “you look... absolutely ridiculous, dude.” a loud snort, arms crossed over his large pecs as he stared the other up and down. “is that supposed to turn me on-- is it supposed to turn anyone on?” 

       this was exactly what matt had been looking for for a while now-- just some rough, steamy sex to blow off tension after a hard day at work. feeling how garth started thrusting into him harder, more frequently, had the older man moaning like a little girl, desperate to be filled by the boy’s cock over and over again. his head lolled back, fingernails digging into the other’s shoulders as he continued meeting the other’s thrusts still, tightening himself as much as he could to keep garth satisfied. “yeah? you still feel fucking enormous.” he grinned down at the young man, stilling his hips with garth’s pole buried inside him completely before starting to move again.

       kitty’s arms were crossed over his chest then, avoiding any eye contact with the man in front of him out of sheer embarrassment. he even tried to cover up the wet spot against his crotch by crossing his legs, but it only made the wetness spread more against the fabric. “right. you don’t hear me saying anything when you pop a boner, mister.” he huffed.

      scott would probably be rolling his eyes if he wasn’t otherwise preoccupied with trying to keep his hips from fucking himself down against peter’s fingers. “riiiight, forgot. i totally believe that. i’ll just make you cum your pants instead, how’s that sound?” scott’s grin was quickly wiped away as he felt peter hitting just the right spot inside of him, hips quivering, wetness dripping down the other’s hand as the man moaned. without saying anything, scott pulled his lover up so he could press their lips together desperately, tasting his own juices on peter’s lips still, moaning into the kiss.

      “... you sound like you’re about to cum your pants-- it’s just a back massage, jeez.” he snorts.

       it was much too obvious peter was recalling their last meeting, which only amused chase further. he would never get bored of seeing that cute red blush spreading on his friend’s cheeks. “how about...” he was still chewing on his pencil while he was thinking of something he wanted, nodding to himself once he’d come up with an idea. “... you do my homework for an entire semester if i win?” sounded like a fair trade to him. “what do you want if you win-- and what are we even wagering on, petey?”

     “i-- uhh-- it’s just water-- yep! that’s what it is... water.” kitty wasn’t about to admit that he’d gotten aroused, seemingly out of nowhere, when he could try and play it off on clumsiness instead. “y’know me-- clumsy clumsy, always spilling things.” he said, faking a quiet laugh.

     scott had often cursed himself out for his inability to stay mad at peter for long, not with such a cute face staring back at him from between his legs and the man’s willingness to please him whenever he wanted. scott’s legs part quickly to make more space for peter to get between them, and he falls back on the couch as soon as he feels that talented tongue licking between his lips, mouth suckling at his clit. “fuck that’s good...” he pats peter on the head like he was some dog doing a good job, snorting at his own gesture. “you forget to buy condoms again?”

      matt had never been much into romanticism or taking things slow when it came to hook-ups, so he was glad garth caught on fairly quick and did as he was told. the thrusts cause matthew to start moaning louder than before, head tipping back in pleasure as one of his hands glides over his own torso and stomach until he’s pushing against his clit for added pleasure. “that’s it... don’t stop...” he huffed out, meeting the other’s thrusts halfway and making himself bounce on garth’s cock as he gets fucked. “harder... don’t hold back, kid.” he ordered.

     chase was surprised peter hadn’t started rambling or even ran off with embarrassment after what happened last time, but he was happy the other didn’t. “a wager? what’s in it for me?” he was still pushing back on his chair, almost losing his footing and falling over before not-so-gracefully recovering from his almost-fall.

      “last time i touched your dick in public you exploded in your pants and i had to clean it up for you, petey.” he was grinning from ear to ear, chewing on one of his pencils as he leaned back in his seat. “you really want that to happen again?”