Peter awoke with a chill wave breaking across his body, causing little goosebumps to raise up and stud his otherwise smooth skin as he laid on his side with Tony spooning him. He let a soft, wispy groan escape his lips; he felt the older man's hands on his, grasping it as he pushed his bulge against Peter's plump butt.
"Hello, sweetheart." Tony whispered into Peter's ear, his rough, unused morning voice renewing the wave of chills across Peter's skin, "Did you sleep well?" he asked, before he nibbled on Peter's earlobe, clamping the pale skin between paper white teeth.
Peter yawned, stretching his arms out in front of them, his hands slipping out from beneath the duvet. Peter nodded, a content smile adorning his lips.
"It's seems so, pretty boy." Tony commented, placing delicate kisses beneath the younger man's ear, the brush of his lips against Peter's skin initiating a tingling sensation to sprint up Peter's spine and making him shiver. "Is someone cold?" Tony asked, chucking - an attractive sound.
Peter let out a soft giggle that made all the heat rush to Tony's croin as the older man placed a few kisses in the nook of the man's neck before he let the kisses trail down further, over the young man's bare shoulder, relishing the feel of the soft, sumptuous skin against his lips. While his lips were occupied, he moved his hand resting on Peter's hip to his stomach, to spread out across the carved set of abs before he traced the tips of his fingers between the bumps of muscle.
"Mr. Stark." Peter groaned, cupping the hand on his stomach within his own as his back arched, pressing his butt against Tony's hardening bulge.
"Peter, boy." Tony groaned into Peter's ear as he felt a buzz of arousal start in his croin.
While he continued to pepper Peter's skin with kisses, Tony directed his hand's attention towards the young man's pants, slipping his fingers into the 21-year-old's PJ shorts, "Mr. Stark." Peter whimpered, his voice jittery and feeble as it was overwhelmed with rushed breathing and moans.
"Do you want it?" he asked, pressing his restrained erection against the young man's butt while he stroked Peter's hard on.
"Yes, please." Peter whimpered, feeling his body begin to fill with pleasure, fuzzing beneath his skin, focusing on the sensation of the older man's hand around his erection, his skin touching him so intimately. "Please." he bit his bottom lip while he struggled not to fall into an envelopment of pleasure.
"I can't disagree with that." Tony teased, his mouth spread in a satisfied grin.
Quickly let go of Peter's erection to whines of displeasure from the young man while he hastily pulled the kid's checkered PJ shorts down to expose the plump, soft butt that Tony so loved to submerge his tongue within and letting Peter's eager erection spring free. "Are you ready, pretty boy?" Tony asked before he spat in the palm of his hand before he stroked the gooey substance onto his erection.
"Mmm." Peter whined, nodding. He gasped as he felt two fingers ring around his hole, presumably lubing him with the older man's spit before he felt them push into his body and another moan emanated from his mouth. "Fuck." he whimpered as the fingers moved in and out of his body and if it was even possible, his erection grew more taunt.
When he felt that Peter was appropriately prepared, Tony removed his fingers from the young man's body to then align himself with his lover's entrance, dipping the head inside before easing in, fully submerging himself. He let his erection rest for awhile, their bodies pressed tight together, the tip of his penis pushing pleasurably against Peter's prostate as he took hold of the 21-year-old's erection.
"Shit." Peter groaned, the syllables dragged out. It felt as if the pleasure swarming inside his body was unraveling his every seam. A steady stream of moans continued to gush from his mouth as the older man began to thrust into his body, his erection stroking in and out at a savouring slow pace while began to move his hand up and down Peter's tight erection.
"Fuck, Peter." his name spoken in such a lascivious manner made the young man almost crumble.
Peter was tight around his erection, lighting little fires of esctasy inside Tony's body, their miniscule tongues licking the against his nerves and causing them to fray. "You feel so good." Tony moaned before his words turned to grunts as he rolled his hips forward into Peter's body. "Doesn't that feel good." he asked, placing gently kisses upon the expanse of skin on the side of the young neck, his hand burning with the effort of masturbating the 21-year-old.
Peter was incapable of forming the words to articulate his pleasure but a content whimper escape the cage of his teeth as the older man inclined the speed of both his hand and thrusts. Peter pressed his face into his pillow to muffle his moans so that no intruding ears could hear.
The frequency of Peter's moans increased as his climax neared. His skin was damp with sweat, the doom of the duvet containing the heat that their moving supple bodies created, the silky cover clinging to his glistening skin.
"Ah, baby." Tony groaned and that was enough to make Peter spray his semen against the inside of the duvet. He heard the man laughed, a rolling, alluring sound. Again, he felt the man's lips on his skin before he recogonised the wet slab of his tongue sweeping to claim the young man's sweat.
It was salty against Tony's tongue.
Further, Mr. Stark didn't stop stroking Peter's flaccid-ing erection, causing the young man's body to twitch and spasm each time Tony's hand's moved across the sensitive tip. "Fuck, Mr. Stark." Peter whimpered, his voice shaky and exhausted as Tony continued to stroke into him.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful." Tony cooed.
Peter's body was hot, his face flushed with red. His body continued to spasm involuntarily - it made for a peculiar sort of pleasure this torture. "Mr. Stark," his voice was boyish and young, the 21-year-old's desperation clearly painted across his words, "Please - ah. It - ah - ah." he was unable to construct a clear sentence.
Tony wasn't sure why, but the desperation he found the young man in was alluring - tantalising and it made him unable to hold it any further and his cum burst into Peter's body in thick ropes, seemingly hollowing his body as he arched, twitching and spasming as Peter did, his sensitive, softening peni still enveloped inside Peter's body.
Feeling the warmth spread inside him, Peter waited for a few seconds before he turned around, the tickle as the semen start to trickle out of his body as Tony's penis pulled out.
Peter's face met his, coloured with patches of dark red from the excursion, it only added to his attraction. Tony couldn't help to keep his eyes away from Peter's dark, red lips before he placed his own upon them.
