So I abandoned this story but came back and noticed 1k views so I have to continue. Thanks to everyone for 1k and I hope you all enjoy.
Peter woke up in his bed.
"Jesus Christ."
It was all just a dream. Wade didn't rape him, or attempt to anyways.
He just dropped him off... Thank God.
In all honesty, Peter wanted to be fucked.
Just not raped... Or, maybe raped.
Peter didn't know what he wanted.
Wade hid under Peter's bed, Peter unaware of this.
He licked his lips as they were dry.
He tried to think of what he was doing later that day, but he couldn't.
The thought of being fucked by Wade literally filled his mind.
"I need to confront Wade, I want him to fuck me."
Pete then proceeded to pull down his pants.
He took a deep breath as he pulled off his underwear, letting his erect cock shoot upwards.
He gripped his cock and started to pump, up and down.
With every pump he moaned, he started to say something repeatedly, louder with each pump.
"Wade..."
"Wade."
"Wade!"
"WADE!"
Peter eventually came all over the sheets.
He released one loud, sexual moan.
Wade plopped out from under the bed.
His mask was off.
Peter saw Wade and froze in fear.
Wade stayed silent, using his finger to pick up a bit of cum, licking it.
"W-W-Wade?!?"
Wade looked down at Peter's big, hard, erect, cock.
"Bigger than I thought."
Peter just stared.
Wade sexually licked his lips.
Peter just stayed still.
"Maybe in the future, we can have sex. You want it, I want it. Seems like a good idea."
Peter just gulped and shook his head, agreeing with Wade.
Wade opened the window, climbing out half way, stoping,
"Oh and Peter, nice dick."
He hopped out of the window, and into the dark city.
Peter had so many things on his mind involving Wade.
Peter thought Wade would've been asleep by then.
Peter could just sit there, all day until it was time to go to sleep again.
•••
Wade sat in his apartment.
Much like Peter, the thought of sex with the other turned him on.
He slowly pulled off his underwear, revealing his giant, juicy, rock hard, erect dick.
He grabbed onto it violently.
He tugged and tugged, masterbating to the sound of Peter's moans replaying in his head.
He started to move his hips to get better access.
Suddenly after awhile, he came.
He left the cum there and fell asleep on the chair.
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Spideypool
FanfictionUh, just your average spideypool. I don't own Deadpool or Spiderman. DISCLAIMER: DEADPOOL AND SPIDERMAN ARE OWNED BY MARVEL! I DO NOT OWN EITHER CHARACTERS! Cover art created by ribkaDory on DeviantArt. http://ribkadory.deviantart.com