"Captain, I have to say," Tony said, his voice beginning to slur with the bourbon that sloshed around the in the crystal glass held by his hand, Peter looking at him from the couch he just suddenly got up from, "Peter told me about your - how can I say - naughty, improper activities you and my partner got up to the other day, while I was gone." He now directed the glass at the Captain, his face amused.
"Peter, I thought you wouldn't tell," the Captain said, teasing the blushing boy who remained seated.
"I think a punishment should be in place," Peter chirped, barely able to continue his passionate excitement.
Steve's eyes swept from Tony to Peter and back to Tony, thinking to himself: that sexy little bastard, a bemused grin laying out on his lips.
"Yes, you are very right, Peter darling, you sexy fucking thing," Tony said, drunkenly throwing the compliment out there as if it was a ball for Peter to catch. "I think we should punish you, Steve, for this gross misconduct." Tony said, slyly, now directing his vision to the Captain.
"What do you guys have in mind?" the Captain inquired, swirling his own alcoholic drink around in his glass before taking a deep sip, feeling the alcoholic warm spreading throughout his body. This is quite debaunched, he throught to himself.
Peter took a drag from his glass, while keeping his eyes intently on Mr. Stark, desperately waiting for the man's answer.
"Follow me, you two and you shall see." Tony said, keeping an air of mystery like some old Agetha Christie novel.
And so, Peter and Steve lifted from their seats and the party of three left the room, following Tony down his hallway of his tasteful Penthouse to his bedroom. What's he hiding in their, the two throught to themselves, sharing a confused glance.
Tony opened the door and let the two enter and then following after them. The two shot glances around the room, searching for what the handsome man is hiding.
"Not in here." he said, "In there." he said, pointing a glance to his closest.
"The closest?" Steve probed the question
"No, the fucking window, twat, obviously the closest." Tony snapped, all in humour.
Steve threw his hands up in faux offense and then moved over to the closest and swung the door open, opening up to a red room: a sex dungeon, if you may but it was very tame, a few whips and a lush red silk bed that sat in the gut of the room, handcuffs and a few didlos draped on the wall, hanging limply from chains. Steve felt the blush creep over his cheeks.
"Kinky, I see." he said.
"Since when was this here?" Peter asked, flabbergasted
"Always, just haven't gotten to using it with you." Tony said, leading them into the room.
He suddenly whirled around, leaning on the bed's edge, "We shall start the punish now. Strip" he directed the order towards the Captain.
Steve smirked and started to undress himself. Teasingly undoing his tux buttons, while Tony moved over to him like a predator accessing his prey, Peter moving over to the bed and sitting down, keeping his interested eyes fixed on the undressing man.
"What are you going to do with me." Steve said starting on the buttons of his white button-up after the blazer fell unenthusiasticlly to the floor.
"Punish you, obviously," Tony said, his eyes grazing over the Captain's body. "I thougt Peter might fuck you." he catapulted the words out there, Peter's face suddenly ligthing up with excitement.
Steve smirked, his eyes moving from the older man to Peter, starting to pull his pants down till he was fully nude, "It'll be my pleasure." he cooed.
"But not before that..." Tony said, moving over to the congregation of whips and removing one, whipping it into the palm of his hand. "Go and bend over the bed, you naughtly manwhore."
Steve moved over to the bed, his semi hard penis wagging in the air and bent over the edge.
"Now, Peter shove your cock in his mouth." Tony said.
Peter quickly got up, pulled his pants down, his 7 inches sprung up and he crawled onto the bed, sitting down, spraying his legs out in a V so that his bare penis was at Steve's face.
Steve's nostrils filled with the young man's soft, seductive and sweet fragance and opened his mouth for Peter, feeling the 7 inches fill his mouth, he hoped that the 21-year-old will show some dominance and he was not dissappointed as Peter grabbed a noble amouth of his hair and started to drill up into Steve's mouth.
As his mouth was being ravaged by the young man, Steve heard Tony's feet tread on the carpet and he prepared himself for what was to come.
"Such a bad boy." Stark said before bring the whip back and snapping it forward, swatting across Steve's volumpous butt and watching the man's body jult.
Peter continued to drill up into Steve's mouth, but his thrusts were sloppy and unconfident, unuse to being a top, but that did not take away from the fact that it felt, so...so fucking good, the older man basically to his knees in front of Peter, tears forming in his beautiful blue eyes, adding an attractive gleam, Peter towering over him, his penis plunging up into his mouth. "Fuck." Peter moaned, laying his head back.
Tony struck again, hearing the Captain's gagged whimper, admiring the veil of red that was forming on Steve's behind. Again, again, again he struck, it was addictive, like good cocaine.
Tony lifted his eyes to his boyfriend, knowing him well, he knew the young man was close to his climax, "Don't come in his mouth." he said, motioning with his hand for Peter to come here.
"Yes, sir, Mr. Stark." Peter said and removed his penis from Steve's mouth and moving off the bed to stand next to his older boyfriend, unbuttoning his shirt as the fabric made him hot and sweat a lot.
Tony brought his lips close to Peter's ear, "I want you to fuck him good and hard." he said in a devilish whisper, only for two of them to hear. Peter looked down to Steve's, well, blushing butt, he said, laughing internally at his joke.
Tony moved onto the bed, resuming Peter's position, shoving his penis into Steve's mouth, facefucking him as he enjoyed the pleasure that spread throughout his body.
Peter stepped closer to Steve, groping the man's soft butt in his hands, his eyes shining with excitement. Steve's gags as Peter's boyfriend mouth fucked him filled the young man's ears, only turning him on more, making him yearn to fuck the older man. Peter spat in his hand and stroked it onto his penis. He bit onto his bottom lip as he started to ease into the older man's body, feeling the tight walls encase his penis.
Steve moaned onto Tony's penis - the vibrations adding onto Stark's pleasure penis as he felt the younger man's penis cut into his body, filling him up. He continued to moan as Peter pulled back - hoping that Parker will fuck him like a man - and then snap, roughly, shooting like an arrow released from a taunt, strong string, forward, fucking him hard, his hips moving quickly in a blur into Steve's body.
"Fuck." Peter moaned, his voice cracking and whiny. It felt amazing, like a power he never had before - maybe he was a switch. His penis stroked in and out of Steve's hole, pleasure coursing through his veins, an electric wave of escatsy washing over his body. Red started to flood Peter's face from exasperation, sweat beading his forehead. He fucking loved it.
Tony moaned, manly and deep, as his penis drilled up into the Captain's mouth. He looked over the two of them: Peter and Steve. He loved seeing strong men like Rodger brough to his knees, it made for such a scandulously attractive sight. He felt the warm and sloppy mouth move around his penis, coating it with Steve's saliva. Steve looked up into Tony's eyes, glittering with tears, adding to his handsomeness. Tony grabbed a handful of the man's hair and continued fucking.
Peter's body started to jitter: his climax nearing. He continued thrusting, hooking his hands onto Steve's hips for leverage. "Shit." he groaned, no longer able to constrain it, his abs tightened and his breathing fell flat as his semen unloaded into Steve while he rid out his high.
Tony followed soon after, forcing the man to swallow, patting Steve's head as teary eyes looked up to him, "Are you going to be naughty again?" he asked.
Steve nodded, the softening length still lodged in his mouth.
