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[sublimestarker]

Only for you

[sublimestarker]

Valentines day

Dedicated to @maybeitsspidey for the challenge of  @starker-valentines

To some people, their eighteenth birthday was the happiest day on Earth. But not to Tony Stark. Not only had he been living without his parents for a year now, but the most significant thing in his life also did not occur as planned. In fact, it did happen at all. You see deep down beneath all his teenage angst bullshit Tony was a true romantic. Well, who wouldn’t be in a world where you knew that your soulmate, the one that is the one would be revealed to you on the day you turn eighteen. He remembered that every night before she tucked him in his mother would tell him the story of how she fell in love with his father. And it all started that damned soul mark, the soul mark that seemed to stubbornly not show on Tony’s skin no matter how much time passed. At first, he panicked. He went to doctors, the authorities, to everyone he knew in order to find an answer, but no one had a concrete solution to his problem. Then he did his own research- pulling all-nighters and devouring both books and articles online, for something, anything. He found a lot of myths, legends, conspiracy theories and such. And as for the more realistic evidence, he refused to believe it. Because you see throughout history the only reported cases of people without a soul mark were the ones where the soulmate had already passed away. At a certain point people stopped conducting research on the topic though, he noticed, so when it came to soul mates there was more to explore. Tony was not ready to lose someone he had never met, especially if that person was the love of his life. He had to find a way to have a soulmate.

But Tony didn’t exactly know what to do. He was certain of one thing - if there was a way to change fate he would be the man for the job. So he did what he could do best - invent a piece of new technology. Ever since he took over Stark industries he was looking for his big break and he knew that even if the purpose behind this was incredibly selfish, that this was only a passion project if everything went according to plan it would be the thing that would guarantee him a spot in history books. Though there were countless apps claiming that they would find your soulmate with one hundred percent accuracy and well he had tried them all with little to no success, he was set to design one. The closest he came to having a real relationship and not just a random one night stand thanks to ‘’matchwithyoursoulmate.com’’ or some other crap like this was Pepper Potts. She was the most stunning woman ever. She always took his breath away, and he loved everything about her - the way her blonde hair framed her face like a halo, the calmness in her sky blue eyes, the countless praise and love that came from her lips, her intelligence - she was like the encyclopedia Brown, always providing you with relevant information, most often in a cocky tone. She was the love of his life and he had even come close to settling down with her - he had a ring bought, and a list of baby names. Until one day she got her soul mark. Some kid that had just turned eighteen managed to take her away, to sweep her off her feet like Tony never could. Stark had been so blinded by his own rage and sadness that he failed to notice that this was a scientific breakthrough until months later. This meant that his soulmate could be out there, but they were just not of age yet. And that both terrified him and excited him.

Tony had seen it before - all the gag gifts or words that cougars often said - my soulmate isn’t born yet. Could that be the case for him as well? While he did not mind an age gap relationship - he had been on both ends, multiple times, as time went on he was growing worried.  He would not have a problem dating someone younger than him in his late twenties, and in his late thirties but now as he was fast approaching his early forties and already struggling with all the media attention surrounding his upcoming app, he could not see how his future soulmate would take all of it. That would probably be their first relationship, and it would not only be with a celebrity but also with a celebrity who was twice their age and likely over. Would that make the soulmate resent Tony, or would they bask in the attention, enjoying their new status as arm candy? These questions seemed to pollute his mind constantly, distracting him from the massive amount of work he had to do in order to even be featured in the media. So, for the time being, he focused on nothing but the app, working tirelessly, in order to make the launch date. And soon enough the thoughts of his soulmate disappeared. 

It was the day before the launch. T minus 24 hours before the most important day of Tony’s life, the epitome of his career, all his research leading to the first successful app for finding soulmates. He had named it Ironman, he wasn’t entirely sure why maybe it came to him in a dream or maybe it had something to do with a Tony from a parallel universe. Despite all the stress and excitement surrounding the jam-packed schedule he had tomorrow - he would be in interviews and press conferences all day, Tony decided to try to sleep. Normally he’d consider a drink or some other activity, just as sinful in order to fall asleep but tonight he was not in the mood for anything like that. He decided to make himself some camomile tea instead. As he was putting the kettle on he rolled up his sleeves, an old habit. What he saw caused him to forget about the tea and sleep entirely. The words ‘’Mr. Stark, smile for the camera’’ were imprinted on his wrist in bold letters like a tattoo and that meant only one thing - he would meet his soul mate tomorrow. They were most likely a journalist or a photographer, oh god please not someone who’s paparazzi. To add to the pressure of possibly the most important day of his life, Tony also had to scan through the numerous people at the event in order to find his soul mate. At least he had a clue that they were young and that was about it. Maybe he would use a few drops of scotch in his almost burned tea.

Tony was nervous. Scratch that Tony was scared shitless, and just maybe on the verge of a panic attack. He could not possibly screw this up. He would just go on with his day as if it was a normal press conference filled 24 hours. Tony sort of managed that, but every time someone told him to smile for the camera, he would freeze for a moment, looking at them, evaluating them and making sure that they were not his soul mate. He even had a tactic - he replied to them in different ways, never using the same phrase twice, so he could gauge their reactions. So far no one seemed to fit the description and the junket was almost over. He was starting to lose hope until he heard the words ‘’Mr.Stark smile for the camera.’’. Most reporters called him Tony, but this one did not, and as soon as Stark saw him he knew why. This guy looked like he wasn’t even old enough to be part of a company, more like the intern who’s been tasked with a big event as some form of a test. Tony tried not to get choked up when looking at this handsome man with his chocolate curls and big doe brown eyes and replied:’’ Sure thing, kid.’’. He saw the reporter’s eyes widening as he almost dropped the very expensive camera. So that’s his soulmate, huh. Tony gave him the most genuine smile he could while looking at his press pass - the kid worked for the daily bugle. Stark discreetly sent a message to his bodyguard Happy to get a car to escort the boy to a more private location, that is if the young man consented. Tony’s nerves were sky-high, his anxiety through the roof, but he managed to answer every question at the junket, quickly noticing that his soul mate was just a photographer and the daily bugle had a reporter too. Somehow the press conference passed smoothly and he was on his way to the limousine faster than you can say ‘’thank you for your attention’’. But to Stark’s surprise the limousine sent was not empty - there sat his soul mate, fidgeting with his hands. 

‘’Hey, I’m Peter Parker.’’ the younger man mumbled with uncertainty, too nervous to say anything more. 

“Look, Peter, you don’t have to be nervous. I know you must feel overwhelmed by all this and I’d get it if you want to leave. ” It hurt him to say these words, but he needed his soulmate to know that they could be platonic if needed to.

‘’No, Tony, I mean Mr. Stark. I do want this, to know you. It might just take us some time.’’

As fate would have it it didn’t. By the time they were at Stark tower they had talked about everything and anything, and somehow they had gone up to Tony’s penthouse. 

There one thing led to another and they were already making out on the couch. 

Peter’s kisses grew desperate. All teeth and tongue and futile attempts to bite Tony’s bottom lip. But the younger man quickly got reminded of who’s in charge when Stark began leaving a trail of kisses down his neck, soon biting harshly and proudly leaving hickeys. Pete heard his lover quickly mumble something about marking him more next time before Tony nipped him lightly on the ear and moved on to gently kissing his chest. Peter had always known that when you were doing something with a partner you were much more sensitive than when you were by yourself but he did not expect that he would be on the brink of orgasm just by his soul mate’s lips on his chest. God, Tony was so good with his mouth, that his boyfriend could not even imagine what would happen when those lips would reach, well more intimate places, but the telltale blush indicated that he’d enjoy it. And as for Stark himself, his lips were slowly but steadily moving from  Peter’s chest down to his crotch when the younger man panted out.

‘’We can’t really do this. I mean I know we’re soul mates, but we just met today and all of this is happening so fast and I don’t think I’m ready to lose my virginity just yet. Oh God I probably ruined everything for you and now you think I’m just a horny little twink who’s only into receiving, I’ve screwed this up and you’re the most important guy ever, quite literally. I’m such a rambling nerd, I’m sorry.’’

‘’Hey, Peter, it’s okay. I think we both got a little too overexcited tonight, which is understandable given the situation. And we can take things at a slower pace, that’s fine with me. I waited for you for so long, what’s a bit more.’’

‘’Well you know I originally planned to lose it after six months of dating someone, but at the rate that this is going, I’m not sure that I can even last one month.’’

‘’Way to both ruin the moment and make me proud that I still got it, kid. Let’s just go to sleep and you can tell me more about how irresistible my body is tomorrow. Goodnight.’’

#StarkerXOXO-2020 #tony stark x peter parker #starker #starker smut #peter parker x tony stark #ironspider

[sublimestarker]

I am gonna ride til I cant no more

I forgot to post this yesterday

Peter Parker liked a few things - expensive cars, older men and a nice fuck. Usually those three wouldn't mix, but tonight was his lucky night. He had a date with Mr. Stark, a man who seemed too good to be true. You see when Peter signed up for a sugar baby website he expected to match with old horny pervs who had lots of money to spend on a date with a twink. But Mr. Stark was different - for one he wasn't boasting about his paycheck or cock size, like most men. And he wasn't just looking for a quick fuck - he wanted a genuine relationship first. Peter could respect that. The two men easily struck up a conversation and soon enough they had a date.

What the younger man didn't expect was to see a Tesla pull up to the arranged meeting spot. Most of the guys he hooked up previously drove minivans or big jeeps. Either this guy had serious bank or his midlife crisis had hit hard. Peter bit his lip, seeing a man got out of the car. Half-expecting it to be a driver, he didn't pay close attention until he said.

"Wow, Pete, you were all over me in our texts and now you won't even look at me." The younger man was about to apologize profusely when he saw who he was talking to.

"Holy shit, you're Tony Stark. You're the biggest tech developer there is.". Mr. Stark didn't have any pictures of his face, instead he opted for bellow the neck shots. That was a thing that most men did on the site did, so it didn't surprise Peter.

"I should've guessed you would know who I am, judging by the fact that you study at NYIT. This was a mistake."

"No, Mr. Stark, stay. I promise no more geeking over you. Also how do you know where I study?" Peter asked. He purposely met up with Tony at a public place, to avoid stalkers.

"I know the area. Plus your university hoodie was in the back of one of the pictures you sent me.". Peter reminded himself of all the photos he exchanged with Mr. Stark, their texts and phone calls and suddenly he was calmer about this whole thing. He got into the Tesla and hummed along to some song on the radio.

Tony had picked up a nice restaurant that was far enough from Stark towers, so nobody would recognize him. After his very public breakup with Pepper and the rumors about him and Steve and him and Stephen, he didn't need any more bad press. Peter didn't seem to mind, on the contrary, the boy was impressed with everything. Tony ordered for both of them and the younger man swore that food had never tasted that good. Between bites and non-alcoholic cocktails, the two of them struck up a conversation about sugaring.

"You're using the money to pay for your tuition? Nice job, but is that even possible?" Tony asked, eyeing the other man over the brim of his mojito mocktail glass.

"Well I work and I'm also on a scholarship, but I manage to make ends meet."

"Peter, I'm a genius , I know you'd need about 1500 even with a scholarship. How about I give you 2000 a month."

"Mr. Stark that's almost 25000 a year, I can't accept that."

"Kid, I'm a billionaire. I'd rather spend my money on that, instead of buying designer clothes or expensive cars."

"But the suit that you're wearing is Versace and you drive a Tesla."

"Okay, I used to like buying those things. But I don't need them anymore. They don't define me. I define me."

"Tony, it's getting hard to not reach over the table and kiss you."

"Then I should get the check and take you home. And I don't kiss on the first date."

The two men were too full for desert, so Tony just took Peter home. The younger man looked back at his date, this handsome older guy, just driving the Tesla, and suddenly he was overwhelmed with lust. So Pete batted his eyelashes and said in a sultry voice.

"Hey, daddy. Wanna grab your desert after dinner?"

"Peter, I'm driving, come on. Besides I thought we were clear - I'm not in this for the sex."

"The car can drive itself. And if you want to stop, just tell me."

"Look kid, as tempting as you are, I'm a bit more old-fashioned. So it's a no this time."

"Okay, I'll respect that. Just tell me when you're ready. "

Peter didn't mind waiting. He didn't mind Tony kissed him on their tenth date, he didn't mind that his daddy paid his tuition now, no more sugaring, he certainly didn't mind that their first time together was in Tony's king sized bed and not his Tesla. But he still wanted to fuck in that car, to feel his lover touching him with one hand and holding the steering wheel with the other. And soon he had the perfect opportunity.

Peter's birthday was in the summer, which meant that he and his boyfriend could have a romantic getaway, without college getting in their way. Tony, being Tony insisted on going to the Hamptons and renting out the most expensive house they could find. And for him the journey there was just as important as the trip. So that's why he was in his garage, with Peter, picking out just the right car.

"We could take the Ferrari, or the Lambo. If you want, you can even drive the Audi." Tony said.

"Remember our little ride in your Tesla on our first date?"

"You were all over me."

"Yeah. But I didn't quite get what I wanted back then, did I? So we can change that this time around."

"You wanna fuck in the Tesla, huh honey? Well there are gonna be a few rules. Rule number 1 is safety first - I know it drives itself, but we gotta be careful. Rule number 2 - we have to be discreet, I don't want a cop pulling us over. And finally rule number 3 - keep is as clean as possible."

"Okay daddy."

Peter really regretted his decision when his boyfriend woke him up at 5 am. Tony spent the first ten minutes of the trip actually driving. That's how long his resolve lasted, with Peter's lips on his neck. His babyboy's kisses were so sweet, yet needy and passionate. Tony turned the car on autopilot and moved his seat back. Peter undid his daddy's pants, stroking his exposed cock. God, it was so big. Pete knew how to handle, he knew he had to start with kitten licks, then take in more, while pumping the shaft, and add some kisses to drive Tony crazy. But his daddy also had a few tricks up his sleeve - he'd spank his babyboy's ass.

"Okay, baby, that's enough teasing for both of us. Hop on my lap."

Peter's shorts were gone in a flash and reached into the glove compartment, pulling out a small bottle of lube.

"Condom?" Tony asked

"Oops, I forgot to take one from my suitcase."

"So you prepared this little lube, put in in the car yesterday,instead of keeping it on you? And you wanna tell me you forgot to bring a condom? You practically carry them with you everywhere you go? Peter if you don't tell me the truth I'm turning this car around."

"I want you raw. Need to feel all of you inside me."

"You should've just said so, that turns me on so much. But before fucking you like the little slut you are, I'm gonna punish you."

Tony kept one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on Peter. He trailed his hand from his boyfriend's abs, down to his cock. He gave it a few pumps, before squeezing Pete's ass. 

"Mr. Stark, please."

Tony took his lubed up finger and slowly thrust them in. He started with one, teasing his lover. Then added a second, then a third. By then Peter was begging for his cock. Tony liked when his baby begged, and he liked denying him. He contemplated pulling his fingers out, leaving Peter unsatisfied. But the older man’s cock was hard against Pete’s lap. Tony poured the rest of lube of his member, and rubbed it against his boyfriend’s ass.As soon as he put it in, Peter started bouncing up and down in his lap. Mr. Stark almost came then and there, his babyboy was riding him so well. 

‘’Fuck, you’re so horny for me baby. I’m gonna fuck you so good, make you cum all over me.’

’‘’Yes daddy, you make me feel so good, so full.’’Peter wrapped his arms against his boyfriend’s neck. Tony saw that they were nearing the Hamptons, time seemed to pass fast. With about 10 minutes left until they reached their destination, he stopped fucking Peter and said.

‘’Make us both cum before we get there or you won’t cum during the whole trip.’’ Knowing that his baby loved a challenge. 

Tony sped up, the car going almost dangerously fast. In turn, Peter sped up his thrusts, clenching against Tony. He even started touching himself and soon enough he spilled his cum all over his boyfriend’s shirt. With about 5 minutes left on the clock, he doubled his efforts, while the other was still driving recklessly. 

4 minutes’ left 

Peter was kissing Tony’s neck

3 minutes’ left

He was biting down on it, leaving hickeys

2 minutes’ left

He trailed his arms up his boyfriend’s chest

60 seconds left

He could see the seconds pass on Tony’s expensive Rolex.

30 seconds left  

Peter could feel that Tony was about to cum, feeling his member twitch

10 seconds left

Tony slowed his thrusts, his rhythm lost 

5 seconds left

Tony came, his seed filling Peter up. They both felt so good, that Mr. Stark almost crashed the car. Thank God it was still on autopilot. They arrived at their Airbnb, it was still early, so no one noticed that Pete climbed off his boyfriend’s lap and get dressed. No one questioned Tony when he drove the car to the carwash immediately after setting the bags down. Everyone knew not to bother Mr. Stark and his lover, not to talk about their age gap, their relationship, the stains on their sheets. Because from that first date onwards Tony made it clear that no one fucked with him or the man who rode with him in the Tesla.   

#starker smut #starker #tony stark x peter parker #peter parker x tony stark #starkerbingo2019

[sublimestarker]

Here's my bingo card

[sublimestarker]

Starker smut - Locked and loaded

This is a fill for the Starker bingo 2019. Square filled - cock cage

Taglist: @hpspazz @x-we-won-mr-stark-x

Peter wasn’t sure how or when he found his new kink. He’d been browsing the gay section of pornhub and stumbled onto a bdsm video. He’d rarely watch those types, but the thumbnail looked promising. It was a rather long video, and it featured all the goods – tying up, degradation, spanking, choking. But then the dom got out a strange looking thing and put it the sub’s cock. Peter almost got soft, because it looked painful, but his roommate would be back soon, so he had to finish. As he watched the sub get pounded mercilessly, unable to cum, aroused him more than he thought it would. He imagined himself in that situation and after a few more strokes and Peter had the most powerful orgasm yet.

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.’’

‘’Okay. As long as you don’t charge me 300 dollars an hour for that.’’

#tony stark x peter parker #starker smut #peter parker x tony stark #starker #ironspider #starker bingo

[sublimestarker]

The harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the rain

Info: This is for day 1 of starker week. Angst, fluff, more angst. Someone had to rewrite IW and Endgame.

Peter wanted to enjoy one school trip. But as soon as he felt on edge and saw a huge spaceship, he knew that that was a job for Spider-Man. So he got Ned to cause a distraction and he went on to save the day again. But apparently he was saving more than the day, because when Peter stopped the villain he saw Tony.

"What's up, Mr. Stark?" he said, trying to sound cool and nonchalant, despite the pressure of this guy's hammer.

"Kid, where'd you come from?"

"Field trip to MoMA. What is this guy's problem, Mr. Stark?"

"He's from space. He came here to steal a necklace from a wizard.". After getting a few hits in the villain, Mr. Stark said.

"Kid, that's the wizard. Get on it."

"On it!" The younger hero felt bad about leaving his mentor, Tony could get hurt or worse. But this time the world was just a tiny bit more important than Mr. Stark.

Peter was swinging, chasing after the alien which looked like a whitewalker. Why was it after a flying wizard and why did it just float on a pile of rocks? Spider-Man had just grabbed the wizard when a blue light from the spaceship pulled them up.

"Uhh, Mr. Stark? I'm being beamed up!" Peter said desperately. This wasn't happening, he didn't sign up for this. He was holding in for dear life, as the ship went up. Mr. Stark yelled to him.

"Pete, you gotta let go. I'm gonna catch you."

"But you said save the wizard!" He was getting more dizzy by the second, needing more air, he pulled off his mask. That didn't help, so he said

"I can't breathe!" in hopes that Mr. Stark knew what to do.

" You're too high up. You're running out of air."

"Yeah! That makes sense." With a final gasp for air Peter passed out and started falling. A pod stuck itself to him, quickly turning his suit in a new model, similar to Tony's.

"Mr. Stark, it smells like a new car in here!"

" Happy trails, kid. F.R.I.D.A.Y, send him home."

"Yep."

Peter didn't understand how the A.I. would do that, but then a parachute emerged, sending him back to Earth.

"OH, COME ON!"

Peter decided to listen to Tony for once and not stick to the ship like he originally planned. After nearly dying already, he was ready to go back home.

Thanks to F.R.I.D.A.Y, he was back in Queens, safe and sound.

No one called Peter to the final battle. No one warned him about the potential destruction of the world. No one explained to him why his aunt turned to dust. So he watched the news, watched as thousands of people were announced to be missing.

Peter spent days all alone. Everyone he loved was gone - May, Ned, MJ and even Tony. He felt guilty - he couldn't prevent this, he didn't help the Avengers. He couldn't be the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man anymore. Peter called Happy over and over again, wanting to return his suit. The bodyguard finally picked up, glad to hear the superhero's voice.

Peter spent a few days in the Avengers compound. At first he was just there to leave the suit, but it was refreshing to spend some time with everyone else. They all had something in common - they lost someone. Steve had lost Bucky, Rhodey had lost Tony, they all had lost Sam and Wanda.

Peter was about to leave, he was out of the door and in the yard when the ground shook violently. Soon everyone was with him watching as someone landed a spacecraft. Peter could make out a blue android or alien or something else entirely supporting Tony. Before the teen could move Steve ran to Tony, helping him stand up. Tony grips Steve's arm as he joins him. Peter just moves back and listens to them talk.

"I couldn't stop him."

"Neither could I."

"I lost them."

"Tony, we lost."

"Is ummm... Pepper okay?"

"I'm sorry Tony."

Tony had been in space for 22 days, he was weak and malnourished, he looked moments away from death. And when he heard that, he was about ready to die. But there still was a sliver of hope.

"And the kid?" Peter stepped forward.

"I'm right here, Mr. Stark." Tony embraces him and whispers in his ear.

"You should be home."

"May's gone." Peter says back.

"Let's get inside."

They all sat down, Tony with an IV in his arm. Natasha started filling them in.

"It's been 23 days since Thanos came to Earth. World governments are in pieces. The parts that are still working are trying to take a census. And it looks like he did... exactly what he said he was going to do. Thanos wiped out fifty percent, of all living creatures."

"Where is he now? Where?"

"We don't know. He just opened a portal and walked through."

They talked about Thor, about Thanos. Peter zoned out, just watching his mentor in awe. Tony was back, finally. Then it all happened, it was like he was in a daze. He heard Mr. Stark arguing with Cap, saw Tony's weak body get up, ready to fight, calling Steve a liar, he watches how Tony rips his Arc Reactor from his chest and shoves it into Steve's hand, saying something. Tony falls to the ground, losing consciousness. Peter stayed by his side.

Peter stayed by his side after that too. They were in a cabin, all by themselves. Peter knew that it was meant for Tony and Pepper. It was evident by the queen bed. The bed that he sometimes crawled into after a nightmare. They shared their first kiss on that bed. It was needy and desperate, passionate and a little bittersweet. After that their relationship was complicated. It took time for Tony to accept that his feelings weren't wrong and that his partner was a consenting adult. It took time for Peter to realise that he wasn't just a rebound. But they both healed and they started their lives again. They went on dates, lived together, they even talked about their future. They never married, Tony was still technically married to Pepper. Peter still wore a wedding band, Tony made them a pair.

He fiddled with it as he watched Steve, Scott and Natasha talk to his partner. Tony returns without a word. He tells Peter about their plan and he thinks about it. Pete doesn't say anything about it. They eat dinner and Tony stays behind to do the dishes. He looks up to see a picture of Peter and May. Maybe he has something to fight for.

When he tells Pete, the latter panics. He accuses Tony of just wanting Pepper back, for wasting 5 years of their lives.

After Tony explains they go to the lab and work. They figure it out and Tony wants them to go to the compound.

Peter gulps and says.

"I don't wanna go. I don't I'll be able to help when you're in danger. Just be safe okay, I don't want to loose you again."

"I know, baby. Peter, I love you 3000."

"I love you 3000 too."

#ironspider #starker #peter x tony #tonyxpeter #starkerweek2019

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Chapters: 1/8 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Parker/Tony Stark, May Parker (Spider-Man)/Tony Stark, Harley Keener/Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Harley Keener/Peter Parker Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, May Parker (Spider-Man), Harley Keener, Ned Leeds Additional Tags: Step-parents, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Love Confessions, Love Triangles, Threesome, Threesome - M/M/M, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Double Anal Penetration, Double Penetration, Lolita, Voyeurism, Non-Consensual Voyeurism, Masturbation, Miscommunication, Light Angst Series: Part 1 of sing to me instead Summary:

Peter Parker isn't so thrilled when May brings home her boyfriend. Tony Stark is everything Peter doesn't want for his aunt. Slowly he warms up to his new "uncle". But what happens when they get too close?

#starker #ironspider #peter x tony #tonyxpeter

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Starker drabble

I'm feeling uninspired, so have this short boi while I work on a longer fic

Peter was tired. That was understandable, considering he had school full-time and his duties as Spider-Man. He had some time to kill before going back home - he could sneak in only after May was asleep, so he swung by Stark Tower. Tony's place had been like a second home to him those past few months. He crashed on the couch, ready to take a nice long nap, hell he could even sleep here. All he needed is something to sleep in. Peter had some clothes here, back from that time when he had to do missions only with Tony. So the young man found a shirt and a pair of shorts. He absentmindedly pressed the spider on his suit, then he got thirsty. So he walked over to the kitchen, grabbed a glass and poured himself some water from the fancy filter. Ah, that felt so nice and refreshing, maybe he should fill another.

His thoughts were interrupted by Tony yelling

"Peter why the fuck are you naked in my kitchen."

Looking down, Pete saw that in his state of tiredness he had forgotten to put on pants. He was naked in front of his mentor and crush. What a way to begin a week.

#peter parker x tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #starker #ironspider

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Starker smut - Trim my hedges

Peter Parker was loaded. Most of it was family money, inherited by his parents and his uncle, but he still managed to double that amount. He worked on apps, and sometimes invested in properties and stock, with his aunt’s permission. “You’re only 19, Peter live your life while you’re young” she’d say and if he had a penny for every time he heard it and rolled his eyes, he’d be even richer. But even she couldn’t deny that their luxurious lifestyle had it’s perks - a nice apartment in Queens and a vacation home in the Hamptons. They were currently there, the July sun shining on Peter’s Ray-Bans as he watched his aunt showing the new gardener around. He knew that the staff never stuck around for too long, so he opted for scrolling through his phone instead of watching the man. Peter was forced to meet him later, when May introduced them.

“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.”

“Thank you daddy. Can you help me wash off, all this cum is sticky.”

#starker #tony stark #peter parker #ironspider #iron man #spiderman #peter parker x tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #starker smut #smut #lemon

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Trim my hedges - Starker

Rich boy! Peter and Gardener! Tony

When Tony Stark takes up a gardening job in a prestigious house in the Hamptons, he expects some rich white couple. What he gets is Peter Parker - an arrogant teenager who doesn't know what to do with his money.

Fic coming sooner than you think

#starker #ironspider #tony stark #peter parker #iron man #spiderman

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Diego Hargreeves x male reader smut -Sick of pushin' weight in an alley with a mind full of sex

DT to : @someobsessionrequired

All the family drama and the news for the upcoming apocalypse was getting too much for Diego, so he wanted to do what most rational adults would do - get drunk and maybe get laid. The problem was that he couldn't find a good bar for the life of him, and that's how he wound up in front of the clusterfuck. Diego wondered why on earth was the bar called that, but he went in, regardless. It didn't take him too long to realise it was a gay bar - it was packed with queer people, there were one too many rainbow flags and decorations and you could see faded posters promoting a local drag queen's performance 4 months ago. None of that mattered to him, all he wanted to do was get drunk. He'd see about laid.

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?''

"It was fun to pretending to be someone else. Plus I like how you roll the r in Kameron. So what about that round two I mentioned?"

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[sublimestarker]

Michael calling- boyfriends smut

This is based on one sentence of the book.

Jeremy Heere finally had some alone time. So he opened up his favourite poem site and typed in one of his go to videos. He had his pants down by his knees and his hand around his cock in record time when he heard his phone ring. He swore and hoped it wasn't a relative. It was his best friend, so he didn't bother stopping his strokes. Instead he picked up and said.

"Hi Michael, what's up."

"Nothing, I'm just chilling and listening to some music. What about you?" Jeremy had to lie quick, he hated lying to his friend, but there was nothing wrong with a half lie.

"Don't you do this every weekend? Anyway I'm just on my computer. So why'd you call me on this fine Saturday afternoon." Jeremy said the last sentence in a posh old lady's voice.

"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.

Meanwhile Michael was jerking off to a picture of Jeremy, with the though of his little moans and pants during the phone call.

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