Mr. Stark pressed the 20-year-old up against the nearby wall, his eyes intently studying the young man's handsome yet adorable face. The older man's hands lingered down Peter's attractive and lissome body; exploring. Tony felt his penis twitch inside his pants. "God, you're attractive." he murmured, breathy and hushed.
Peter met Tony's gaze with glimmering, pretty eyes.
Tony wanted to plaster his lips to the young man's, but he couldn't. Although he enjoyed the feeling of Peter's soft lips greatly, but Peter's body called to him, the elegant collection of supple muscles and fair skin yearning to be explore by wet, eager lips.
Tony started to unbutton Peter's shirt, keeping their gaze locked as each pearly white button slipped out from its loop. Once Peter's shirt was open, Tony spread his hand against the young man's chest, letting the heat from his boyfriend's body seep into his.
Peter shivered, feeling the older man's cold hand against his skin.
Tony brought his hand down to Peter's neck, just beneath his chin and started to plant kisses trailing down his windpipe, feeling it move beneath his lips each time the boy swallowed or took a breath. He heard as Peter started to softly moan, laying his he back against the wall and letting the horny sounds escape from his mouth. Tony furthered his road of kisses down Peter's stomach, looking up at the disheveled young man as he pleasured him.
"Mr. Stark." the kid whimpered in pleasure, saying little but willing Tony to move on and to do it at a quicker pace.
Finally, Tony got to his knees in front of Peter and palmed him through his jeans, causing desperate moans to file out of Peter's mouth, past his pretty red lips. Tony continued to to rub the kid's bulge through the demin of his jeans, smirking as he saw the craving look on Peter's face. Tony kept his eyes looking up at Peter, their gaze entangled as he placed kisses, deep and hard, against the youth's constraint bulge.
"Do you want it, princess?" Tony asked, a sly look on his face as he pulled away and continued to rub Peter's bulge.
"Ummhmm." Peter whimpered, clasping his thighs together and trying not to ejaculate; something about Tony's voice just riled him up.
Tony hastily thrashed Peter's jeans done, discovering that the young man had gone commando as his yearning and achingly hard penis unfurled in front of the older man. Tony placed his lips to the pink tip, hearing as another craving, whiny whimper escaped from the 20-year-old's mouth. Tony slowly let the 7 inches slip into his mouth.
Peter could not constrain the moans once Tony's mouth fully engulfed his penis. Tony pushed his mouth forward, pressing his nose into the young man's pubes and burying his penis deep within his throat. "Fuck," Peter whimpered, his voice uneven and wavering. Tony started to bob his head back and forth; wet choking and gagging started to fill the room's quiet air as he messaged the youth's cock.
Peter lifted his hand to place it on Tony's head and brush it through his hair, but before he could, the older man rough and tightly grabbed onto the young man's wrist and pinned the against the man next to his hips. This...weirdly excited Peter.
Tony still kept their gaze looked, staring into Peter's handsome and dark brown eyes as his mouth stroked back and forth. But Tony saw as Peter's abs tightened, flexing, hearing the grunts flow from his mouth and soon Peter's seed spilled into the older man's mouth.
Once he had shallowed the load, Tony got up from his knees and kissed the man's lips against, "Go and lay on your back on the bed, pretty boy." he told his young boyfriend, the 20-year-old's eyes lighting up in excitement.
Peter did as Tony bid him to. He stepped out of his pants that pooled around his ankles and went to lay down on his back, stroking his sticky penis a few times as he wondered what they were about to do.
Tony moved over to the young man spread out on his back on the soft mattress. Tony smirked, overlooking his attractive boyfriend with attentive eyes as he rid himself of of his t-shirt and black jeans.
Once Tony was completely nude; lending the young man a few seconds time to appreciate his comely body; he moved over, closer to Peter and got on top of him.
This caught Peter by surprise, seeing that he expected that Tony would probably just roughly fuck - which he would not have complained about. He let out a soft whimper as he felt the older man sink onto his penis, feeling his length push into his older boyfriend's body.
Tony laid his head back, spreading his hand flat against Peter's stomach for support as he started to ride his boyfriend. He moaned, biting his lips, feeling the 20-year-old's length move inside him. "Fuck, Peter." he groaned, starting to stroke himself. It was a long time since he had bottomed and it was a welcomed return. He felt the pleasure pulse through his body, gushing through his veins.
"Shit, Mr. Stark." Peter moaned, placing his hands on Tony's hips, enjoying as the older man's body messaged his penis. He looked over Tony's body, his skin starting to sheen with a thin film of sweat, his abs that a moved and contorted beneath his skin as he motioned his hips. "Fuck." the young moaned again as he laid his head back against the comfortable mattress.
Tony lowered his upperbody, bringing it to Peter's head and placing his lips on the younger man's mouth, slipping his tongue past the wall of Peter's teeth, all whilst still stroking his own penis. He started to moved his hips quicker, swinging them back and forth faster, hearing - after he pulled away - the pace of Peter's moans and whimpers increase.
"Shit." Peter whimpered, whiny and desperate to cum.
Tony erected his posture again, grabbing one of Peter's hands and bring it to his chest, spreading both out against his chest, "Are you close, pretty boy?" Tony asked, his breath becoming rugged and uneven.
"Yes." Peter whined.
Tony started to move even faster, hearing as Peter's moans became sloppy and desperate, dreadfully eager. "Yes, yes, yes" he moaned, continuing to himself stroke, and feeling the semen rush to his penis.
"Fuck!" Peter moaned and Tony felt the warm semen coat his insides.
Tony stopped riding and brought his upperbody close to Peter, reconnecting their lips, cupping the younger man's cheek with his free hand and he stroked himself. "Shit." he moaned as he sprayed the sticky liquid between the two of the.
