Predicament - Peter Parker

The silence is unpredictable, and Peter Parker has to take a piss.

Tony is blasting music as Peter sits a little awkwardly on a stool. He wants to voice out his predicament, he's confident Tony will guide him to a restroom. Yet, something is holding him back. I mean, it could be his his pride, the kid didn't want to loose his dignity, especially in front of Tony Stark. Though he knew that if he stayed here much longer that would all go down the drain and that would be a more than less embarrassing situation.

It didn't matter anyway, he couldn't grab the courage to say anything so he just sits there doing nothing but examining his finger tips. Stark is singing along to the song playing from the radio when he finally asks, "You hungry, thirsty, tired?" Tony hollers through the music, and Peter shakes his head, because all he really needs right now is a toilet and new underwear. "I'm good," Tony doesn't question it, he just raises an eyebrow and continues to work. Peter doesn't know exactly was he's working on, and isn't exactly sure why the man asked him to come over. The music is turned off, and his thoughts are broken.

"You don't look too good, kid." Peter was certain that his face was redder than his suit.

"You're burning up," Tony says after feeling the boy's forehead, it's true, even Peter felt a little bit hazy from the heat.

"We should call it a day, maybe I'll show you tomorrow." Show him? What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Peter couldn't possibly miss this opportunity because he hold a little bit of urine, honestly it's no biggie. "What! No, I'm okay! It's just a little hot in here is all." Peter says a little too loudly. Like magic, Tony senses the time he and decides that it was okay. Tony passes him a cold water bottle, "Drink this, you'll feel better in no time, you're probably dehydrated."

Peter wants to curl up into a ball and die, because right now I'd definitely not the time for extra liquid. "Thank you," he says instead, forcing the water down his throat quickly so he won't have to wrestle with himself.

He only grows more heated than before, Tony doesn't seem to notice though. So Peter just silently withdraws his embarrassment and desperation and keeps the flood inside him, both emotional and physical ones.

An hour later and Peter is barely keeping up with himself, his seat is damp with sweat and underwear soaked through with fresh urine. He swears it was an accident, he didn't mean to let go, it was just so urgent that his penis let loose for a split second. And then Tony is running on about the new features of his suit, Peter would listen if he could concentrate, but now he needed full focus on his issue that really didn't need to turn into something big.

Just ask, just ask! What's there to it in asking, if you need to go so bad then go! He tells himself, and even then he feels small. The words don't come out of his mouth only soundless thoughts.

It's too fucking useless now, he knows that if he stands then he's gonna piss himself. And then fucking Steve Rodgers comes in from the front door and greets the two, "I recon he's in for training?" Steve resorts to the on the edge of breaking teen and Tony shrugs, "Yeah, I've been telling the kid about my new suit." Steve nods, "I'd die from boredom for sure," he sighs under his breath and Tony rolls his eyes.

"Well, I just came to stop by, I'll be leaving now." Tony nods, and Steve is out the door. "That was random," Tony runs his hand through his hair.

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Peter had made his choice, he can not physically hold anymore liquid inside of him, even for five minutes, it's already unbearable and he might actually explode if he doesn't go right now.

"Mr. Stark, can I use the bathroom?" He manages to say, and Tony curses to himself for forgetting about restrooms. "Sorry kid, plumbers redesigning all our restrooms at the right now, but if it's an emergency walk down to the store." Okay, Peter made up his mind, he's going to going to put a bullet through his head.

"It's all good, I can wait till' I get home." He can't, there's no possible way he can. Why is he still covering it up like it's all okay when it's clearly not.

"Alrighty then," Tony smiles, and so does Peter. It's convincing enough for the older, but Peter isn't so convinced himself because the second spurt leaks from his cock painfully.

It takes a while for Tony to notice again, but he seems to keep his mouth glued so Spidey doesn't feel pressured, yet of course, that wouldn't be the case if he weren't so damn shy.

"I'm nearly done, here come check this out." Tony says, but Peter panics - he can barely stand without leaking, it's so full within him that he can't help but hold his breath.

That's when it happens. He realizes there's no possible way he can stand without soaking himself, so he covers his face with his hands and sobs—thighs clenched together and knees locked in place.

"Hey, don't cry, there's no need to cry." Tony starts with a calmed expression as he walks toward Peter, realizing exactly what was wrong and making a mental note to always keep a restroom open in his lab. Tony kneels down and faces the teenager, the man now wears an unreadable expression when looking up at the other.

Tony doesn't waste any time helping Peter, he can smell the piss and it's concerning.

"Can you hold it in time until I find you a place to relieve yourself?" Tony tries to propose, Peter doesn't even know. The smell grows heavier and Peter Parker goes out like a light. His sobs shutter the room as soon as his jeans fade into a darker shade rapidly. The chair won't take any of the liquid, so it falls to the tiles and the sounds ring through Peter's ears. Tony purses his lips and takes a step back deciding it's best to give the kid some privacy and let him at least finish his accident in peace.

The stream comes to end not too long later, and all that's left is his soft hiccuping.

He just wet himself in front of Tony Stark, in front of Tony fucking Stark. Peter shakes his head, "I'm so sorry, I swear I'll never do it again." He breaks down, he can't begin to show his sorrow.

"It's not a big deal kid, but why didn't you tell me it was an emergency when I asked?" Tony frowns, he just wanted Peter to feel comfortable with him and trust him enough to ask for something like a bathroom in the very least, "I didn't want to interrupt your work—I just," the boy was so miserable. "I don't know." Tony nods, he wouldn't push him to tell him anything if he really couldn't. "This is my fault, I should have known better and taken you to a toilet as soon as you asked. I'm sorry for that, but right now I'm going to give you some new clothes and make it up to you."

Peter Parker is never leaving his house again without using the restroom.

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