"Good morning, Mr. Stark." Peter said, with a benevolent smile spread on his soft, pink lips as he stepped into Tony Stark's lab.
The large, expansive hall was lit with gleaming fluorescent lights that lined the skirtings on the roof to give the room an edgeless glow that fed into the hospital vein the room carried. The room was cold, the chill pinching Peter's bare arms, causing them to flash out with goosebumps - Tony always kept the air-conditioning on full blast.
"Mr. Stark?" Peter called out after his greeting went unanswered. The room was thickly quiet, the silence almost overwhelming and peculiar as Peter always expected to be greeted by the tinny whirr most of these machines made.
No answer came.
"Mr. Stark?" Peter repeated, gingerly, his voice small and minute.
He heard steps behind him and a weight lifted from his shoulders, "Mr. Stark." he said with a lighter glow, an attractive laugh slipping from his lips. He felt arms wrap around his waist - causing heat to stir inside his stomach. He felt a warm body behind him press against his back, a hard slender shape pushing diagonally across his butt. He felt as the heat began to swarm across the skin on his face.
"Hello, Peter." Tony said in a seductive, alluring voice that made Peter want to melt in his grip, "How was your night?" the man asked, his voice coated with genuine interest that made it all the more tantalising.
Peter blushed, feeling suddenly hot despite the chilly air of the room, thinking back to the previous night: the hushed moans, his hand wrapped around his erection, his skin slicked with a film of sweat as he imagined Tony's attractive, muscular body thrusting in his. His nails dragging furrows down the older man's back. Tony's face buried in the nook of his neck, grunting, all the muscles, taunt, in his mouth working to form Peter's name. "I-i-it was good, really didn't do much- ah. Yeah." Peter said, the words coming too quickly out of his mouth to sound like anything except non-chalant.
Tony laughed, smirking, biting his lip. "Really?" he whispered lasciviously into Peter's ear. Why was he doing this, was he interested in me? "You didn't do anything at all?" he pushed he lower body tight against Peter, pressing his erection, hidden away behind his black dress pant's, against the soft, plump flesh of Peter's butt - God, he wanted to be inside him, can't the boy catch the innuendos?
"Y-yes, well..." Peter stammered, feeling the heat spreading up across his back, the hard shape pressed against his butt, "Just watched. Tv. Gilmore Girls."
Tony laughed, genuinely, not just seductively, the mocking sounds of his gaily laughter echoing around Peter in the cavernous laboratory. Shame and embarrassment seized the young man's heart, causing him to look down at his shoes.
Tom's arms fell away around him before Peter was whirled around, dizzyingly brought face to face with the older man, Tony's dark eyes boring into Peter's, "Don't look so sad, puppy eyes." Tony cooed, bringing his hand up Peter's face, cupping his cheek in his palm and stroking his thumb delicately across the young man's bottom lip.
Confusion hazed Peter's thought process, "Mr. Stark, What-" he began to say before Tony plastered his lips against Peter's.
The tension seemed to palpably seep from Tony's body once the young man did not pull away - and in actuality embraced the kiss, his hands deftly and skillfully moving up to Tony's chest to begin unbuttoning his creamy white shirt.
"Peter." he moaned softly, feeling as the kid's worked his lips eagerly from the older man's down to his neck, his hand placed on Tony's bulge, relishing in the heat it emanated. "Peter - ah - are you sure you want this?" Tony asked as he felt his penis begin to buzz with arousal once Peter's soft hands began to unbutton his dress pants, "You know, you don't have to - ah -" Peter's hand was now inside his underwear, snuggly wrapped around his erection as he began to stock it slowly, his lips still deftly at work at Tony's neck "- you don't have to do this if you don't want. I won't be mad if you want to stop."
"Mr. Stark." Peter said, pulling away, confidence and eagerness seeming to physically exude from his skin, "I want this, so bad, you don't even now." He looked down to Tony's erection, now removed from his underwear, the elastic band tucked beneath his balls. "Let me show how much I want to." he said, coyly, and got to his knees, the linoleum floor cold against his kneecaps.
Peter wrapped his lips around the pink tip that glittered with oozing precum. He tasted the salty substance on his tongue as he began to ease the 8 inch erection into his mouth until it eventually pressed against the back of his throat.
"Fuck, pretty boy." Tony moaned, combing his fingers through Peter's soft, curly hair, chills running up his spine as those cute puppy eyes stared ravishingly up at him, the large erection embedded in the kid's mouth. With his hand perched behind Peter's head, he began to push the erection deeper into his throat, the foreign length causing the young man's windpipe to bulge in his neck. "Do you like that?" he asked, his voice tinged with debauchery, looking down as the puppies eyes began to redden and fill with tears. Peter nodded.
Tony began to thrust slowly into Peter's mouth, feeling as the warm chasm moved around his erection, teasing the orgasm out of him. He moaned and grunted, listening intently to the choking noises coming from Peter's mouth, but once his climax slightly neared, he pulled out, allowing Peter to gasp for air, "You alright?" he asked and Peter looked up at him, his chin coated with his own spit, gleaming in the fluorescent light.
"Never been better." Peter smirked and with his confirmation that Peter was still alright, he helped the young man up, pasting another kiss on his lips, pressing his tongue into the student's mouth, tasting himself on Peter's tongue as he began to unbutton the kid's shirt, excitement boiling beneath his skin at seeing Peter nude.
"God, you're beautiful." Tony commented once Peter stood naked in front of him. He couldn't believe it. He saw as blush spread across the young man's cheeks. In the meantime, while Tony worked to rid Peter of his clothing, the young man had also undressed Tony.
"C'mon, here." Tony said, stepping closer to Peter, placing a kiss on his lips while picking him up, his legs and arms wrapped around Tony's body. The older man carried him over to the nearby desk and carefully placed him down, "I want to fuck you so hard." Tony grunted, burying his face in the nook of the young man's neck, pushing him back so that he laid with his back on the desk. He spat on the tips of his index and middle finger and hastily rubbed the saliva onto Peter's hole.
"Mr. Stark," Peter whimpered desperately, feeling Tony's fingers circling his hole, "Fuck me."
Tony needed little more encouragement before he aligned himself with his young assistant and began to ease erection into the other man's body, feeling the tightness wrap around his warm and eager penis.
"Holy shit, Mr. Stark!" Peter whimpered as Tony started to mercilessly thrust into his body - he couldn't take it anymore, he had to be relieved of all the pent up pleasure. But Peter was being too loud and Tony had to place his hand over his mouth.
"You're going to let everyone know what a little slut you are for me." Tony teased, whispering into Peter's ear. "Isn't that what you are for me?" Tony asked.
Peter nodded, a muffled sound coming from his mouth.
"Fuck, you're so tight, pretty boy." he grunted, his penis stroking in and out of the 20-year-old assistant's body. Tony felt as Peter dragged his short nails down his back, causing the skin to sting, "But I can't think this is your first rodeo?" he asked, nibbling on Peter's earlobe. Tony felt that he was nearing his climax.
Peter whimpered, shaking his head, feeling the long erection swiftly moving in and out of his body, ravishing him, reducing him to a moaning, grunting mess whose skin burned with pleasure, his senses fully overwhelmed by the conspicuous amount of arousal. Fuck, it felt amazing.
"I'm close." Tony said curtly, removing his hand from Peter's mouth and reattaching their lips, swallowing the other man's air. "I'm close. I'm close." he groaned into Peter's mouth, giving a last few sloppy pumps before he collapsed, his semen spilling into Peter's body.
