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Steve was having the most amazing dream. His cock was sheathed in a nice, wet, warm throat. He could feel it swallowing around his thick girth, feel hot saliva running down his length and pooling in the coarse hair at his base. He moaned in his sleep, hips moving. God, it felt so good, so real.
It couldn’t be, of course. Not many people could actually deep throat Steve’s fat dick. It had taken Clint and Tony months before they could, and months again to be able to take it all the way up their asses.
His hips jerked up and his eyes snapped open when he heard someone gagging. He looked down the length of his naked body and let out a strangled shout, his hips bucking beyond his control at the sight of 9 year old Peter Parker-Stark, newly adopted son of Tony Stark, with his plush pink lips wrapped around the head of Steve’s cock.
Tears ran from Peter’s eyes as Steve’s thick cock hit the back of his throat.
“Peter!” Steve cried, reaching out to pull the boy off. It didn’t matter how good it felt, really. This was Tony’s son and he was only 9, for Christ’s sake! He shouldn’t be so damn good at sucking cock. Fuck, the boy was made for sucking cock. Steve’s fingers tangled in Peter’s downy soft hair, intent on pulling the boy’s mouth from his dick.
But when Peter’s tongue drove into his slit just the way Steve liked it, he found himself pushing the boy’s head back down, driving his cock all the way into that tight throat.
“Peter, oh Peter, your throat feels amazing,” Steve said, holding the boy’s head and fucking into his throat, chasing his pleasure in a haze.
Peter gagged around Steve’s cock, throat working as he tried to keep up with Steve’s rapid fire thrusts.
“Fuck!” Steve said, finally pulling Peter off. He shouldn’t have done that. He couldn’t take his eyes from Peter’s face. Tears running down his cheeks, lips swollen and shiny with spit and precum. “I’m so sorry, Peter, that was wrong of me. What are you thinking?”
It was hard to chastise the child when his traitorous cock was rock hard and twitching, desperate to be sheathed in the boy’s throat once more.
“Don’t be sorry, Uncle Steve!” Peter said, his voice hoarse from his abused throat. He looked at Steve with such earnest, pleading eyes. “I’ve wanted to suck your cock since the day I met you! I felt it under your pants when you gave me a hug after Tony brought me home. It was the biggest cock I’d ever felt!”
Steve swallowed hard. “Have you…sucked cocks before, Peter?” There was no way Steve could be the first. That boy knew what he was doing.
Peter smiled and nodded, eyes drawn back to Steve’s massive member. “Uncle Ben let me suck his cock every morning before he died. He said a breakfast of cum was the best breakfast a growing boy like me could have.”
Steve choked. Everyone had said Ben Parker was the nicest guy in the world, along with his wife May, before they were both killed in a tragic accident, and Ben had been having his nephew suck his cock every morning?
“He said that?” Steve said.
“Uh huh,” Peter said, giving Steve that sunny smile. “I was five when he first let me taste his cum, and ever since then, I loved starting my day by sucking his cock! I was so devastated when he died, Uncle Steve.”
Ben and May had died nearly a year ago, and Tony had finally gotten the adoption pushed through barely a month earlier.
“Does Tony know?” Steve asked. Had the boy been sucking Tony off every morning?
Peter shook his head sadly. “I would love to suck Tony’s cock, Uncle Steve, but I haven’t worked up the courage to try. I thought I’d start with you. Please don’t make me stop, Uncle Steve, it’s been so long since I’ve tasted cum! If I don’t get my breakfast of cum, I won’t grow big and strong like you!”
Steve swallowed. ‘God, give me the strength to tell the boy no,’ Steve prayed, ‘to tell him that Uncle Ben was a bad man for making him suck on his cock.’
He looked into those pleading brown eyes, welling with tears, plush lower lip trembling, little cock standing at attention, and God deserted Steve Rogers.
He reached forward and pulled the boy to him, crushing his lips against Peter’s. The boy gasped and Steve took the opportunity to lick into his mouth. He could taste himself on Peter’s tongue. How long had the child sucked him?
Peter moaned into the kiss, small arms wrapping around Steve’s neck. Peter’s thin legs went to either side of Steve’s waist and he couldn’t help but to pull the boy down until that little cock was pressed against his massive one. Peter keened against Steve’s mouth, thrusting hard against Steve’s cock.
Steve pulled back from the kiss, a line of saliva connecting them. Peter’s pupils were blown wide and he was panting. Steve pressed a gentle kiss against the corner of the boy’s mouth, smiling when Peter turned his head to press his lips firmly against Steve’s.
“Such a good kisser,” Steve whispered. “Did Uncle Ben teach you that too?”
Peter shook his head, rolling his hips to make his cock slide against Steve’s. “Nuh huh,” Peter moaned. “Uncle Ben never kissed me. He said it was wrong for Uncles to kiss their nephews.”
Steve barely suppressed a snort. Wrong to kiss, but totally fine to let your nephew suck your cock every morning for breakfast.
Of course, he couldn’t really talk, could he? Sitting here with his arms around the nine year old, their cocks pressed together, the boy panting desperately into his mouth.
“Kissing is intimate,” Steve said, brushing his lips over Peter’s. Peter opened his mouth, little tongue poking out just enough for Steve to suck on the tip of it.
Peter whimpered, pressing closer, legs wrapped tight around Steve’s waist.
“Kissing is for lovers,” Steve whispered into Peter’s ear, one large hand moving down Peter’s smooth back to cup his ass. “Do you want to be my lover, Peter?”
Peter swallowed, turning his head for another soft kiss. “Will I get to eat your cum every morning if we’re lovers?”
Steve smiled, one finger dipping between Peter’s butt cheeks to gently caress his hole. “If we’re lovers, you can eat my cum whenever you want.”
Peter’s face lit up. “Really? I can have cum for breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Uncle Ben only let me have it for breakfast.”
Steve kissed Peter again, licking the back of his teeth. “Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and every snack in between, my sweet boy,” Steve said, pressing a little harder against Peter’s hole. Peter shifted, pressing back against the pressure.
“Did Uncle Ben ever touch you anywhere else?” Steve asked, running his finger gently over Peter’s hot pucker. If the man wouldn’t kiss the boy, maybe he hadn’t fucked him. ‘God, let me be the first to fuck him,’ Steve thought.
Peter shook his head, tentatively kissing Steve’s chiseled jaw. “He said it was wrong for uncles to touch their nephews. He only ever put his hand on my head when I sucked him, told me it was my job as his nephew to make him feel good, not the other way around.”
Steve sighed, kissing Peter’s neck. “Well, I’m your uncle now, right, Peter?”
“Yeah,” Peter said, lifting his head and looking into Steve’s blue eyes. Steve could imagine that Peter was scared that he was going to stop touching him, stop kissing him, stop massaging his hole.
“Well, I think uncles should make their nephews feel good too, especially since you’re my lover now. That’s what lovers do, Peter. They make each other feel good. Do you want me to make you feel good…lover?”
Peter nodded, eyes wide. Steve smiled at him and rolled them so he was above Peter, the boy cradled by Steve’s pillows. Steve sat back, taking a moment to look at his young lover. The boy was thin, his belly taut. His cock, much smaller than Steve’s, was still a good size for a 9 year old boy. It was rock hard and pressed against his stomach. His balls were perfectly formed, nestled under his dick.
“You’re so beautiful, Peter,” Steve said, bending over him and kissing him gently on the lips. The boy leaned into the kiss, mouth opening as Steve swept his tongue against Peter’s. He was a quick learner when it came to kissing. Steve bet the boy would be a fast learner when it came to being fucked, too. Steve pulled back, smiling softly at Peter, and then started kissing his way down the boy’s body. Peter was so responsive, gasping and moaning as Steve’s caressed his sweaty skin. Steve licked Peter’s pert nipple, smiling as the boy arched into his mouth.
“Uncle Steve!” Peter moaned.
“Have you ever played with your nipples, Peter?” Steve asked, kissing his way across Peter’s narrow chest to suck on his other nipple.
“No…” Peter said, arching his chest even more to press his nipple into Steve’s mouth. “I’ve touched my wiener before, in the bath…oh, Uncle Steve…”
Steve sat up, dragging his fingers over Peter’s spit slicked nipples and giving them a little pinch. “Yeah, did you like touching your little cock?”
“Felt good,” Peter said, whimpering as Steve twisted his nipples. “But I was sad I couldn’t make cum.”
“That’s okay,” Steve said, bending over to continue his assault on Peter’s sensitive nipples. “Give it some time.”
“I just need to eat more of your cum to make my own, right?” Peter asked.
Steve smirked against the boy’s flushed skin. “Absolutely, Peter. My cum will help this little cock grow nice and big, and you’ll be able to make your own cum.”
He kissed Peter’s chest, right between his tasty nipples, and licked his way down the boy’s stomach, dipping his tongue briefly into his belly button, before moving lower. He could smell the boy’s musk, faint, at this age, but it still made Steve’s cock twitch. He should stop this right now. Explain to Peter how wrong this was. Take him to Tony and be adults.
He had a sudden image of him and Tony on either side of Peter, kissing over the boy as one of them pounded into his ass and the other fucked his throat.
He wasn’t going to stop.
Steve hovered over Peter’s cock, looking at the hard length, clear fluid dribbling out of the tip. He breathed on it, smiling at the way Peter gasped, the way the boy’s cock twitched eagerly, like that little cock knew relief was inches away. He didn’t give the boy any time to say anything before Steve opened his mouth and swallowed him all the way down.
Peter wailed, hips bucking erratically as Steve sucked on his cock. He’d thought it felt good when he played with himself in the tub, but now he understood why Uncle Ben had liked having his cock sucked on so much! It felt wonderful.
Steve fondled Peter’s balls with one hand while he sucked and licked and drooled all over Peter’s cock. Steve had sucked many dicks in his day, both back with the Howling Commandos and in the present. He liked sucking cock, but there was something so arousing about sucking this little boy’s cock, knowing he was the first to taste him, to have that hot, hard length in his mouth. He’d be first to push into that untouched hole, to stretch that perfect pucker to gaping with his fat, thick cock.
“Uncle Steve! Uncle Steve!” Peter yelled, thrusting haphazardly into Steve’s mouth. “It feels so good! You’re making me feel so good!”
Steve doubled his pace, bobbing his head up and down the boy’s cock. Peter squirmed and writhed and sobbed Steve’s name, overwhelmed by so much sensation. There was a weird feeling deep in his belly, spreading through him like wildfire. It felt almost like…
“Uncle Steve!” Peter sobbed, “I’m gonna pee!”
Steve sucked even harder on the head of Peter’s cock, driving his tongue into the boy’s slit, and then a flood of wetness exploded into his mouth. Hot, golden piss, straight from the tap. Steve swallowed a few mouthfuls and pulled off, Peter’s cock slipping out of his mouth with a soft pop. A shockingly strong stream of piss jetted from Peter’s slit, arching into the air, spreading across Peter’s stomach and dripping down to ruin Steve’s sheets.
“I’m sorry, Uncle Steve!” Peter cried, trying to stop his flow. “I’m so sorry! It’s never happened before!”
“Don’t stop!” Steve said, wrapping his big hand around Peter’s cock and aiming it at his chest. He moaned as that hot piss ran over his skin, tracing his chiseled abs. He aimed Peter’s fountain of piss right at his cock, soaking it.
Peter watched, mouth hanging open in shock as he peed all over Steve. Steve moaned, using his free hand to spread Peter’s urine over his skin, tug his cock. He pressed his thumb against Peter’s slit, watching Peter’s piss force itself past it. He felt Peter’s stream start to weaken and he bent over, wrapping his lips around the head of that beautiful little cock and drinking the rest of Peter’s golden water right from the source.
He kept sucking and swallowing, drinking Peter dry. He sat up once he was sure Peter had nothing else to give, lips glistening with Peter’s piss. He was covered in it, kneeling in a puddle of it on his bed.
“Oh, Peter,” Steve said, bending over and kissing the boy hard on the mouth. “You have no idea how happy you just made me.”
He pushed his tongue into Peter’s mouth, making the boy taste his own piss.
When Steve sat back, Peter blinked up at him with those big eyes. “You liked that?” Peter whispered.
“Oh, Petey,” Steve said, pulling the boy into a hug, “I loved it.”
“But…I peed on you! And you drank it!”
“You did pee on me,” Steve agreed, “And I did drink it. You know why?”
Peter shook his head.
“Because I love you, Peter. And I want to taste all of you, even your pee. Especially your pee.”
Steve kissed Peter softly, gently, getting the boy to open up to him again. “I’ll tell you a secret, Peter.”
“Okay,” Peter said, heart pounding. Uncle Steve had said that he loved him!
“I love being pissed on,” Steve whispered in his ear. “I love drinking it, and I love pissing on other people, and letting them drink from me.”
Steve drew Peter to him, their skin pressing together, Peter’s piss slick on Steve’s chest. Steve sat Peter on his lap, the little boy’s weight a warm, delightful presence against his cock.
“You…you like it when people pee on you?”
“I love it so much, Peter. It feels so good.”
“Does…does anyone else like it?” Peter asked, hesitantly leaning forward and kissing Steve’s chest. He could taste his piss. It wasn’t horrible. Not as good as cum.
“Clint loves it when I piss on him,” Steve said, arching his back slightly and guiding Peter’s head to his nipple. Peter caught on quickly, sucking on Steve’s pert, piss soaked nub. “And Tony, oh fuck, Tony loves being used as a urinal, especially when Thor needs to take a piss. Thor’s piss is so hot, because he’s a god.”
Steve nudged Peter’s head to his other nipple, moaning as the boy really went to town and started sucking.
“But there’s nothing like sharing a good piss with your lover. Drinking from your lover, being showered in your lover’s piss, letting your lover use you in every way. Don’t you want to share that with me, Peter? Didn’t you like it when I drank your pee?”
Peter pulled his head back from Steve’s broad chest, staring at his red nipples. “Yeah,” Peter whispered after a moment. “I liked it, Uncle Steve.”
“There’s nothing to be ashamed about, Peter,” Steve said, tilting the boy’s head back and kissing him gently on the lips. “Lovers share everything with each other. I love that I was the first one to drink from you. I love that you gave me that gift.”
“Lovers make each other feel good,” Peter said.
“That’s right,” Steve said, rolling his hips slightly just to feel his cock sliding against Peter’s soft skin.
“I helped you feel good when I peed.”
“Yes, you did.”
Peter bit his lip.
“Did I make you feel good when I sucked you? Did you like that?” Steve asked.
Peter nodded. “It felt so good, Uncle Steve. That’s why I peed! I couldn’t stop myself.”
“That makes me so happy, Peter.”
Peter looked at him. “I still haven’t gotten to taste your cum, though.”
Steve laughed. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?”
“Can I suck you again, Uncle Steve? Until you cum in my mouth?”
“Of course, sweetheart. I made you feel good, now you’ll make me feel good.”
Peter gave Steve a quick peck on the lips and wriggled down Steve’s strong thighs until his head was just above that massive dick. Peter opened his mouth as wide as he could and Steve guided his cock right into his waiting mouth. Peter could taste his piss on Steve’s flesh, and found that when it was mixed with precum, he didn’t hate it. He started bobbing his head, working that fat cock deeper and deeper. Steve was much larger than Uncle Ben was, longer and thicker, but Peter had sucked cock for so long, he was a pro. He relaxed his jaw, his throat, gagging slightly as Steve’s thick dick stretched his throat.
“Oh, you look so pretty like that, Petey,” Steve moaned, tangling his fingers in Peter’s hair. “Fuck, you were made for sucking cock. Look at you go. Never had anyone able to deep throat my fat dick on the first time! Gonna have you suck me off all the time, fuck yes, your throat feels so good! Just like that, Petey, gonna fuck your face, give you my cum for every meal. You’ll eat my cum and drink my piss, won’t you, sweetheart? Never gonna need anything else to eat or drink again!”
Every word from Steve’s lips made Peter triple his efforts. Yes, he wanted that! He wanted Uncle Steve’s cum and piss for every meal.
“Maybe I’ll let the others feed you,” Steve gasped, holding the boy’s head still and fucking relentlessly into his throat. “Would love to watch you suck my friends’ cocks. I bet you’d love it too, wouldn’t you? We’ll keep you well fed, Peter. You’ll get as much cum as you want, so much your cute little belly pooches out. You’ll look pregnant with all our cum and piss inside you. You’ll walk around naked, just in case someone needs to use you. Clothes only get in the way. That’s right, don’t stop, Peter! Fuck, your mouth is amazing, gonna have to leave flowers on Uncle Ben’s grave for teaching you so fucking well. Peter, oh, Petey, I’m close! Just think of it. Your little mouth and hole are gonna get so well used by all of my friends, but I’m the only one that gets to kiss your pretty lips. They can use you for a fuck and suck, but I’m your lover, Peter! Peter! Fuck, yes, Peter! I’m cumming!”
Steve’s cock twitched and pulsed and then he was cumming, thick, hot cream shooting down Peter’s abused throat and into his empty belly. Steve held his head down as his delicious, virile sperm filled Peter’s stomach. He released his grip on Peter just enough for the boy to pull back a bit, the head of his cock just resting inside that hot mouth, letting Peter taste his cum.
Peter moaned at the taste. Steve’s cum was so much tastier, so much thicker and hotter, than Uncle Ben’s was. How had Peter lived without tasting Steve’s spunk? He had never tasted anything so hot, so creamy, so thick, before.
Steve moaned, unable to tear his eyes away from the boy eagerly lapping up every little bit of seed that had escaped his mouth. Peter was so eager, sucking Steve’s sensitive cock, tonguing the glans under his head, milking him for every last drop.
“I bet you’re thirsty now, aren’t you?” Steve murmured. Peter didn’t seem to take notice of his words, too absorbed in sealing his lips around Steve’s slit, sucking every bit of sperm he could out of Steve’s cock.
Steve always woke up and took a nice, long piss. But today, Peter had derailed his routine, and Steve’s bladder was letting him know it now that he had orgasmed once. He rested his hand on Peter’s head, holding the boy in place and relaxing.
Peter choked as the first gush of piss flooded across his tongue, washing the taste of Steve’s thick, delicious cum away. It was hot and bitter and Peter found that he didn’t hate it as he drank what Steve offered.
Steve moaned, watching Peter’s throat work as he drank his piss. As much as Steve wanted to keep pissing, just let it all out and empty his bladder into the boy’s stomach, he managed to stop his flow after a few seconds. He had another place in mind that he wanted to fill…
“You did so good, Peter, drinking my piss and eating my cum. Did you like it?” Steve asked, reaching down and pulling Peter back into his lap. He kissed Peter, licking into his mouth to taste his own bodily fluids. Fuck, he loved the taste of his own piss and cum in other people’s mouths.
“I did, Uncle Steve,” Peter said breathlessly. “Your cum was the most yummy thing I’ve ever tasted! It was so thick and creamy, and you came so much! Uncle Ben never came that much when he fed me his cum.”
“I told you that you’d get a full meal from my cum, Peter,” Steve said, kissing his young lover again and palming the boy’s dick. “And did you like your first taste of my piss?”
“It surprised me,” Peter said, “but it was so hot and and was the perfect drink after your cum!”
Steve grinned and kissed Peter hard on the mouth. “Good boy,” he said against Peter’s lips, running his thumb over Peter’s slit.
Peter moaned as Steve stroked his cock, thrusting into his hand. “Are we going to keep going?” Peter asked. “Uncle Ben always took a shower as soon as he finished.”
“Oh Peter,” Steve whispered, taking Peter’s hand and moving it to his thick cock. “Feel how hard I still am? There’s so many things I want to do with you, my sweet lover.”
“There’s more?” Peter asked, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. “More than sucking on each other?”
“So much more, Peter,” Steve said. “Would you let me make love to you? Can I show you how much I love you?”
“Yes,” Peter said almost instantly. He didn’t know there was more to being lovers than just sucking Steve’s cock, but he loved Uncle Steve and wanted to be a good lover.
“You’re so good to me, baby,” Steve said, planting another kiss on Peter’s mouth. “Now, lay down on your stomach and let me see that pretty little bum of yours.”
Peter lay back and turned over, his cock landing right in the piss stain from earlier. He pulled one of Steve’s plush pillows to his chest and looked over his shoulder. Steve sat back on his heels, looking at his young lover. Peter looked so small, so innocent, yet so hungry for cock.
“Like this, Uncle Steve?”
“Just like that, baby,” Steve said. He straddled Peter’s legs, running his hands over the boy’s smooth back to the globes of his ass. He pulled Peter’s cheeks apart, getting his first look at Peter’s virgin pucker. Peter squirmed as Steve touched it, rubbing his hole. It felt weird, but good.
“Uncle Steve!” Peter gasped.
“It’s okay, Peter. I’ll get you nice and open for me before we make love, don’t worry.”
Steve glanced at his bedside table, where his lube was. He would need it, but there were other ways to get Peter’s hole wet before he fingered the boy open. He took his cock in hand and leaned forward, using one hand to keep Peter’s cheeks spread and the other to guide his cock until it rested just above Peter’s hole. His cock twitched and he ached to be buried in the boy’s ass. He just knew it was going to be so hot and tight inside him. Fuck, he couldn’t wait to rearrange Peter’s insides with his fat dick.
But he would take it slow, stretch Peter nice and open. Thor was the only one that liked it when Steve fucked him without stretching him open, and this was Peter’s first time. He was going to make it memorable.
He took a deep breath and relaxed. It was difficult to get his stream going when he was so hard, but he didn’t need a lot of piss to get Peter’s hole wet. He held his breath, waiting, and then a spurt of piss jetted from his slit, soaking Peter’s hole and running over his balls.
“Uncle Steve!” Peter cried, hole clenching as the hot piss squirted over it.
“Just relax, baby,” Steve said, forcing another little bit of piss out. He wanted to save the rest for later. “I just had to get you wet back there, that’s all.”
He waited a beat as Peter relaxed again, and then Steve stretched out next to him and buried his face between Peter’s cheeks, running his tongue enthusiastically over that hot, piss soaked pucker. Peter let out a strangled cry, hips jerking as Steve kissed and licked and sucked his dirty hole.
Was this making love?
Peter whimpered and moaned as Steve pressed one finger against his entrance, pressure building and building until Peter’s body gave and Steve’s finger was inside his butthole. Steve moaned against Peter’s hole, using his long pointer finger to stroke the boy’s inner channel. He was right, it was so hot inside him.
“You’re doing great, Peter, just relax, that’s it, sweetheart, your little hole is hungry, I can tell.”
He loved the taste of his piss mixing with Peter’s musk, and he pushed his tongue into that tight hole right alongside his finger, licking as deep as he could. He lifted his head enough to spit onto Peter’s hole, rubbing a second finger around his rim.
“Here comes another, Peter,” Steve said, kissing Peter’s buttcheek as he pushed his middle finger in. Peter gasped and his hips jerked, thrusting his cock into the puddle of piss beneath him. Steve rubbed his fingers along Peter’s insides, slowly scissoring them apart and beginning the slow process of getting that virgin pucker to open wide. With his free hand, he reached across the bed and managed to open the drawer, searching blindly until he felt his bottle of lube in the drawer. He pulled it out and used his teeth to open it.
“What’s that, Uncle Steve?” Peter asked, hips unconsciously moving in rhythm with Steve’s fingers inside him.
“Lube,” Steve said. “It’ll make this easier.”
Peter gasped as Steve poured a liberal amount of lube right on his hole, but he noticed that Steve’s fingers slid and in out of his entrance much easier.
“God, look how eagerly your little hole sucks my fingers in, baby,” Steve whispered. “I bet your ass will feel amazing around my cock.”
Peter’s hole clenched around Steve’s fingers.
“You…You’re gonna stick your cock back there?” Peter asked, voice trembling.
“Don’t worry, Peter, I’ll make sure you’re nice and open for me. That’s what good lovers do. You’ll make me feel so good, baby.”
He ran his tongue around Peter’s hole, pushing some of the lube into the boy’s body with his tongue. Slowly, he worked a third finger in, squirting more lube on and in Peter’s hole.
“That’s making love,” Steve said, watching his three fingers sink in and out of Peter’s pucker. “Putting my cock in you, making you feel good from the inside out, filling you with so much cum. I’ll take it slow, Peter. You’ll be begging me to go faster, harder before we finish.”
Peter whined and shifted as Steve kept spreading his fingers out with each thrust, stretching that tight hole to burning. Peter bit the pillow, pushing back onto Steve’s fingers as a fourth was inserted into his body. His hole burned, but the longer Steve thrust his fingers into him, the better he felt. He felt kind of tingly, like he had when Steve had sucked his cock.
“Starting to feel good, isn’t it, baby?” Steve whispered, pulling his fingers almost all the way out and pressing his thumb against his palm. He squirted another healthy dose of lube onto Peter’s hole and pushed, grinning when all five fingers slid in up to his knuckle. “You’re doing so good for me, Peter.”
Peter let out a cry when Steve spread his fingers, holding Peter’s hole open wide. Steve took a moment, pressing his fingers together and then stretching them back out, looking right into the depths of Peter’s hole. Fuck, he couldn’t wait to get his cock in there. He held Peter’s hole open and spit right into him, using his fingers to rub his saliva against Peter’s inner walls.
“Uncle Steve! It hurts!” Peter wailed.
Steve kissed his back and closed his fingers, pushing his entire hand into Peter’s ass. He moaned when that tight pucker fluttered around his wrist.
“Look at you, baby. You’re doing so good! My whole hand is inside you. Can’t you feel me stroking your insides? Fuck, you’re so tight and hot, Peter. Can’t wait to be the first one inside you. You’ll never forget this, will you? That your Uncle Steve took your virginity. God, you look so good with my fist in your ass, your red pucker stretched so nice around my wrist. You got this, Petey. It’ll feel so good, I promise, and Captain America doesn’t lie, does he?”
“No…oo, oh, Uncle Steve!” Peter cried, tears running down his face. He clutched the pillow to his chest as Steve dragged his fist slowly from Peter’s hole only to push it back in, deeper than he had the first time.
Steve pushed his fist deeper into the boy, watching as that pucker stretched and stretched around his forearm. He stroked Peter’s insides with his fingers and he brought his other hand up to fondle Peter’s balls. The boy’s cock had gone soft, and that just wouldn’t do.
Slowly, Steve pulled his hand all the way out, pressing a kiss against Peter’s empty hole. He grasped Peter by the waist and flipped the boy over, one hand sliding beneath his cheeks to find his hole. He pushed his fist back into his lover’s hole, swallowing Peter’s cock at the same time. Steve sucked his cock, tonguing his glans and gently scraping the boy with his teeth. He didn’t move the hand inside Peter’s ass, letting him get used to the burning stretch while Steve distracted him by sucking his cock.
As Steve expected, Peter started to get hard almost immediately. He writhed and panted, one hand landing on Steve’s head, small fingers tangling in sweaty blond hair. Steve didn’t let up on his sucking as he started to fist the boy in earnest, pushing his arm as deep as he could, stretching his fingers out inside Peter’s body.
“Uncle Steve! Uncle Steve!” Peter cried, thrusting weakly into Steve’s mouth. Steve used his fist to start a rhythm, guiding the boy’s cock into his mouth with the hand inside his body. Peter moaned and wailed, cock rock hard in Steve’s mouth.
Steve swore he tasted a little dribble of piss come from the boy, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled off Peter’s cock, kissing his hip.
“Are you ready for my cock, Peter?”
“Uh huh, Uncle Steve,” Peter said. His pupils were blown wide and he looked so perfect and needy, Steve’s forearm up his ass, little cock glistening with Steve’s spit.
Carefully, gently, Steve pulled his fist from Peter’s hole. Peter whined, feeling so incredibly empty. He could feel his hole fluttering, aching to be filled again. Steve sat up and moved to lean against the headboard. He wanted to be able to see Peter’s face as he sank into that hole. Peter watched, breathing hard, as Steve covered his massive member in lube. If possible, Steve’s cock seemed even bigger, harder, than it had been when Peter had sucked him.
“C’mere, Peter,” Steve said, opening his arms. Peter pushed himself up and collapsed against Steve’s chest, mouth opening automatically as Steve kissed him deeply.
“How do you feel, Peter?” Steve asked.
“Empty,” Peter said after a moment. “I want…”
“Yeah, tell Uncle Steve what you want, baby.”
“I want your cock inside me! I want you to make love to me, Uncle Steve!”
“With pleasure, my love,” Steve said, kissing him hard on the lips. He grasped his aching cock with one hand and guided Peter down with the other. Peter gasped when he felt the broad, weeping head of Steve’s cock against his hole.
“I’m scared,” Peter whispered as Steve dragged his slit back and forth across Peter’s pucker.
“It’s okay to be scared,” Steve said, kissing him gently. “It might hurt at first, but it’ll feel good, I promise. Just like my fist did. Didn’t my fist feel good after a bit?”
Peter nodded and pushed back against Steve’s cock. “Yeah, Uncle Steve…I liked your fist…”
Steve kept one hand on the boy’s waist, pushing him down and down until—
The head of his cock popped past Peter’s rim.
Peter cried out, hole clenching around the intrusion.
“Shhh, baby, just relax, just like you did with my fist,” Steve said, voice strained with the effort of not just shoving Peter all the way down on his cock. The hand on Peter’s waist moved to palm the boy’s softening cock, stroking it back to full hardness in seconds. He kissed Peter as he used his cock to guide him down. The longer Steve stroked his dick and sucked on his tongue, the more relaxed Peter got, and Steve’s cock sank deeper and deeper into the boy’s hole.
He had been right. Peter felt amazing around his cock. The boy was so hot, so fucking tight, it felt like his dick was getting squeezed off. Steve couldn’t wait to share this with his friends, to watch as Clint, Thor, Bucky, fuck, Tony, filled Peter’s hole with their cocks. He bet Peter would call Tony ‘Daddy’ and Steve’s cock twitched at the thought.
But Steve would always be his first. Steve would always be his lover, no matter how many men sank into Peter’s hole, no matter how much Steve whored Peter out.
He pushed and pushed until Peter was sitting on his thighs, fat cock buried all the way to the hilt inside the boy. Tears ran down Peter’s face. It hurt; Steve’s cock was wider than his forearm had been. He could feel Steve deep inside him, where no one had touched him before.
“Fuck yes, Peter, you took it all!” Steve cheered, kissing Peter gently and sucking on his tongue. “Even Tony couldn’t take it all the first time.”
“Really?” Peter whimpered, shifting on the spear of Steve’s dick and trying to find a more comfortable position.
“Really. It took Tony a month before he could take my fat cock, and look at you, sitting on it like you were born for it.”
Steve ran his hand over Peter’s stomach, pressing just a bit. He swore he could feel his cock when he pressed hard enough.
“I think you were born for this, weren’t you, Peter?” Steve said, slowly rolling his hips in a circle, his cock moving inside Peter’s body. “You were born to suck cock and have cock up your ass. You look so perfect, baby, you looked so perfect when you were sucking on me, and you look even better stuffed with my fat cock. You’ll love it, Peter, just as much as you love eating cum you’ll love getting your ass full of cum. It feels so good, baby, when a nice, thick cock paints your insides with seed. You’ll beg for it all the time. Your little hole is going to be so needy, so empty, you’ll walk around the tower begging someone to ease the ache, to fuck your needy little hole right where anyone could see. You’ll have the Avengers lined up to use you, to feed you their cum and let you drink their piss. You’d love that, wouldn’t you? Fuck, your hole feels so good around me, Peter.”
As Steve talked, he wrapped his hands around Peter’s trim waist and lifted the boy, his cock sliding nearly all the way out until just the head remained inside him. Then, he swiftly pushed Peter down his shaft, driving his cock all the way inside him once more. He lifted Peter up and down, using the boy’s body as he would a fleshlight. Peter howled, his clutching his stomach as Steve’s fat cock rearranged his insides.
“Fuck, Peter, you take my cock so well,” Steve panted, kissing the boy on every thrust. “Never felt a hole so tight, so hot, before. Gonna walk around with my cock in your ass all the time. Yeah, you’ll be Uncle Steve’s perfect little cock warmer, keeping my cock nice and warm. I’ll feed you all the cum you can eat. Fuck, just imagine sitting on my cock while the others feed you, give you their piss to drink. Your little belly will get so full, you won’t be able to keep anymore inside you. You’ll look pregnant with all of our cum and piss inside you. Fuck, we’ll breed you all the time. No one is ever going to use a condom on you, Peter.”
The more Steve talked, the harder and faster he fucked Peter’s hole, the better Peter felt. His cock bounced with every hard thrust, slapping his stomach. Steve’s words and the feel of his cock deep inside him made his stomach feel tight, tingly, like it had when Steve sucked him off. He opened his mouth and a loud moan fell from his lips, quickly swallowed by Steve’s mouth.
A few more hard thrusts from Steve’s monster cock, and Peter was pissing again.
“Oh, Peter!” Steve yelled, driving into the boy harder, unable to tear his eyes away from the way Peter’s cock bounced, piss spraying across his chest, his face. He opened his mouth, catching some of Peter’s wild stream and drinking it down.
“Uncle Steve!” Peter wailed, holding onto Steve’s shoulders as he sprayed Captain America with his piss.
“Fuck yes! Fucked the piss right out of you! Look at you, covering me in piss! You can’t make cum yet, but doesn’t it feel good to let it out like this? To piss on your lover?”
“I love you, Uncle Steve!” Peter yelled, starting to move on his own, up and down Steve’s massive cock, what felt like a never ending stream of piss arching from his slit.
“I love you, Peter!” Steve said, giving one, two, three more hard thrusts and holding Peter down on his cock. He kissed the boy, piss dripping off his face, and started to cum. Peter swore Steve’s cock grew even harder and then he felt something hot and thick shoot into him, and he knew Steve was cumming in him. A part of him was sad he wouldn’t get to eat it, but it felt so good, his insides being painted by Steve’s seed. He felt every twitch and pulse as Steve emptied his balls into Peter’s body.
Peter moaned, his bladder empty but his body full of cock and cum. He’d never felt so amazing in his short life.
Steve peppered Peter’s face with kisses, gently caressing the boy’s sweaty skin.
“You were amazing, Peter,” Steve said, tilting the boy’s head up to kiss him on the lips. “You’re such a good lover for me.”
“I made you feel good?” Peter asked, his voice a little slurred.
“So good, Peter. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so good in my life. Such a perfect little cock sleeve, Peter. Like I said, you were born to have a cock in your ass.” Steve kissed him again, palming his piss soaked dick.
“Did you feel good? You pissed again.”
“Felt amazing, Uncle Steve. Couldn’t hold it.”
“You want to feel even better, Peter? You want to make me feel even better?”
“Anything for you, Uncle Steve. Want to make you feel good. Want you to do whatever you want, feels so good with your cock in my butt.”
And it did. The longer Peter sat on Steve’s cock, the better it felt. He never wanted to move. He loved sucking cock, but the feel of his hole stretched around one was even better.
“I knew you’d love getting fucked, Peter,” Steve said, eyes half closed. “You’re such a little slut, the way you sucked my cock. I knew just knew you’d love having a cock up your ass. Just like I know you’ll love this.”
Peter blinked at him, not feeling anything for a moment, and then there was a rush of wet heat flooding his insides.
“Oh!” Peter said, pressing his hand against his belly. He swore it was inflating, getting bigger, and then he realized what Steve was doing.
He was peeing inside him!
“Uncle Steve!” Peter cried.
“Fuck, you make such a good little urinal, Peter. I knew you would. I knew you would from the moment I saw your lips wrapped around my dick. Feels so good, pissing inside you. You’re so tight and getting tighter. God, look at your little stomach swell, so full of my piss. I’ve been holding it all night, Peter, I always have such a long piss in the morning, and now you’re taking all of it!”
Peter clutched his stomach, groaning as it grew bigger, slowly inflating with piss. It felt like Steve’s stream was never ending, hot, golden water shooting into him in a never ending rush.
Steve groaned, pulling Peter close and kissing him hard on the mouth. Steve loved pissing in people, but Peter’s tight little hole felt better than any asshole he’d ever pissed in before.
Finally, sadly, his bladder was empty. Peter sat on his cock, red faced and panting, cradling his piss swollen stomach.
“Thank you, Peter,” Steve said, covering the boy’s sweaty face in gentle kisses. “You made me feel so good.”
“I feel good too, Uncle Steve,” Peter said after a moment. And he did. It had hurt, at first, but he loved the way he felt. Asshole burning where it stretched around Uncle Steve’s fat cock, stomach gently swollen, skin tight from being filled with so much piss.
“Such a good boy,” Steve said, giving the boy a winning smile. “You made me so happy, Peter.”
“I’m glad,” Peter said, smiling up at him. “All I ever wanted was to suck your cock and eat your cum. I never imagined all this!”
“And you’ll get to eat my cum whenever you want, sweetheart. My cum, and all of the Avengers’ cum. We’ll keep you well fed and well fucked. You’ll grow big and strong, Peter.”
Peter grinned widely. “So I can have cum for lunch today?”
“And dinner, and snacks in between,” Steve said, spent cock giving a little twitch at the thought. Peter’s laugh turned into a yawn, and he covered his mouth.
“I’m so sleepy now, Uncle Steve,” Peter said.
“You can stay in my bed and sleep,” Steve said, pressing a gentle kiss against his forehead. “I have to go to training, but you can stay as long as you want.”
Peter gave him a sleepy smile and Steve kissed it off his face. He put his hands on Peter’s waist and slowly pulled the boy off his cock. They both groaned when a flood of piss and thick cum came gushing out of Peter’s gaping hole. Steve would have to get Peter a plug one day soon.
Peter moaned at how empty he felt as Steve gently lay him down on the pillows. He could feel Steve’s piss leaking out of his ass, spreading across the bed.
“God, look at you,” Steve murmured, unable to tear his eyes away from Peter’s hole. It fluttered and winked, trying to close. He watched fat globs of cum slip from the boy’s ass with copious amounts of piss. Fuck, it was so hot.
Peter spread out on his stomach, little cock in a puddle of piss, and was asleep almost instantly.
“Sweet, wonderful, boy,” Steve said. He stood up and stretched, giving his cock a few good tugs as he stared at the well fucked boy sleeping in his bed. He unplugged his phone from the charger and took a couple of pictures of Peter, leaning forward and using one hand to spread his ass cheeks to get a nice shot of his wrecked hole.
He quickly sent a message to Tony.
Your son gave me a wonderful gift this morning. Thought I’d return the favor.
He attached the photos, including one of his cock, still covered in his own piss and cum, and walked out of his room with a bounce in his step.
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Tony shouted as he came a third time, thick, hot cum covering his fist. He fell back in his chair, panting, eyes glued to the screen in front of him.
JARVIS had told him the moment his adopted son crept into Steve’s room and stripped naked, slipping under the sheets and swallowing America’s cock with ease.
He had watched the whole thing. His new son, gagging on Steve’s fat cock. Tony knew how delicious that cock was, how thick and creamy Steve’s cum was, and he didn’t blame Peter for wanting a taste, especially after finding out Uncle Ben had fed him cum every morning.
He had his cock in hand from the moment Steve woke up. By the time Steve sucked the piss right out of Peter, Tony was naked, hand wrapped tight around his cock. When Steve started fisting the boy, Tony found his favorite dildo, lubed it up, and sank onto it, glad Thor had fucked him so hard the night before. He rode his massive dildo, matching Steve’s rhythm with Peter. He came the first time when Steve pushed his cock into the boy’s virgin hole.
“Fuck yes, take his fat cock, baby boy,” Tony moaned, watching Steve’s dick disappear into that needy hole. He kept moving up and down the silicone shaft in his ass, wishing Thor or Clint or Phil or Bucky were there to watch with him.
Tony groaned when Peter started pissing again, covering Steve in it as his little cock bounced with every hard thrust. His cock was quickly getting hard again as he stroked it in time with Steve’s thrusts, sliding up and down the dildo. He twisted a nipple with his free hand, driving his thumb into his slit.
“Oh, fuck yes!” Tony yelled when Steve held Peter down on his cock, watching the boy’s stomach swell as Steve emptied his bladder into his willing hole. He watched them kiss, still stroking his cock. Tony had always liked to watch his friends and lovers fuck, but watching Steve take his little boy’s virginity? Hottest fucking thing he’d ever seen.
He came again when Steve pulled Peter off, watching as what seemed like gallons of piss shot out of the boy’s gaping hole. He sat there, panting, dildo deep in his ass, hand covered with cum. His phone buzzed and he picked it up, grinning widely at the message from Steve.
Well, Tony wasn’t sure he’d be able to cum again so soon. He didn’t have quite the recovery period of the super soldiers on the team. But like Steve, he did love taking a nice long piss in the morning. He slowly stood up, reaching behind him and dragging the dildo out of his hole. Maybe he could convince Steve to fuck him while they watched the video. From the way Steve was talking, he definitely wanted to share Peter with the Avengers.
Tony decided to forgo clothes. He didn’t need clothes, and it wasn’t like they didn’t routinely walk around the tower butt ass naked.
“Make sure you save every angle of that video, J,” Tony said, walking briskly out the door.
The pressure on his bladder was intense as he reached Steve’s room, cock slowly hardening at the thought of what he was about to do. He opened the door that Steve had so graciously left unlocked and walked quickly to the bedroom.
There he was. Little Peter Parker Stark, starfished out on the bed, hole still leaking piss and cum, deeply asleep.
Tony crawled onto the bed, knee landing in piss. He straddled the boy’s butt, aiming his cock right at that loose, wet hole. He moaned Peter’s name as his cock slid in with ease. Fuck, he’d always liked Steve’s sloppy seconds. His eyes slipped closed, savoring the sensation of his cock buried in Peter’s hole.
Peter sighed in his sleep, a slight smile on his face as Tony’s cock filled his well used hole.
He was so wet and hot around Tony’s dick. He felt amazing.
Tony sighed and opened his eyes, meeting Steve’s smiling gaze as the other man walked in, leaning against the door.
He blew a kiss to Steve as Captain America began to stroke his cock, and let go, piss filling the boy’s ass once again.
Yeah, he and Steve were going to start every morning like this, and he couldn’t wait.