Spideypool Smut

Pool With the Pool?

Summary:  Peter and Wade are playing pool in the Avengers tower, alone of course.  Wade decides to make a little bet and things get steamy after that.

3rd Person

Peter and Wade were spending their Saturday in the Avengers tower playing pool in one of the many game rooms within the tower. Everyone else was doing their own thing, some were out on missions, hanging in the living room watching tv and arguing, more were either in their rooms or training.

To say Wade was good at pool would have been an understatement, he is really good. Peter only won two games out of the many he had played with Wade before. Once was pure luck while the other time he actually played his cards right. It seemed like Wade was good at any game he could make money from. Poker, pool, even dominoes! If he could make a bet and earn some cash, he was fucking good at the game. He didn't even cheat! Even though he has done much worse, cheating is something he won't do. Unless you ask Peter, he will say hey there is one thing he cheats at, Mario Kart. He will scream it if he has to. Because Wade Wilson cheats at Mario Kart!

But that was beside the point. Wade loves making bets. Any kind of bet, he was down. Money, sex, humiliation, you name it. He would shake on it and pinkie swear on something he took more seriously than pancakes and Mexican food.

This was just one of those times that he was compelled to make a bet with Peter. He would admit that seeing Peter lean over the pool table in those shorts that cling to his ass in all the right ways turned him on. Yup, he was a pervert, he had to be, Peter and Wade were close as fuck, inseparable. Sure he made suggestive comments and slapped his ass every time he got the chance, I mean who wouldn't, but never did he actually thought about recking the smaller boy. As good as it sounds, his friendship was something he wouldn't wanna lose, but what was a harmless bet? His reasoning was something else for sure, but he so badly wanted the boy quivering underneath him and begging him to fuck his brains out.

If the boy didn't want it or though the merc was joking he wouldn't accept the bet, oh lord but if he did! Wade's tight pants seemed to grow tighter just thinking about it.

When Peter stood up with a pout on his face as he lost again. "How the fuck are you so good at this game?!" Wade chuckled, smirking underneath his mask. "Wish I could answer that baby boy, what can I say though? I was just born with talent." Peter scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Petey let's play another game! But let's make it interesting!" Peter looks up from his phone and eyes Wade suspiciously. "What do you mean by interesting?" Wade smirks underneath his mask and answers him casually, "If I win, your ass is mine." Peter looked at him with wide eyes. "What do I get if I win." Wade runs his chin, "I didn't think that far ahead because you aren't winning baby boy." Peter smirked, "Little cocky aren't you Wade?" Wade wanted to laugh, he really did. Ya, he was cocky, really cocky. He was cocky about almost everything. He was cocky as fuck while doing his jobs, playing games, hell even just talking to someone. Most of all though, he was cocky about how big he was down there. He always claimed to be a sex god, and Peter was actually curious. Was he as big as he claimed or was he just trying to make himself feel better about his size? Could Wade really make him beg for more and send waves of pleasure throughout his body to where his vision was white and he couldn't think straight. Or was it all talk?

"Okay, bet!" Peter smirked and intertwined his pinkie with Wade's.

They played hard, well Peter did. His ass was on the line, though he wouldn't admit it, a little part of him wanted to be pushed down by Wade and be recked until he was begging for more.

Wade though, he knew he was going to win. Peter had only won twice and those were out of luck and his own fault for being distracted.

Finally, they were both sweating, only one ball was left, the black 8-ball was sitting there, seamlessly mocking them. Peter was up for the shot. He took a deep breath and lined up with the cue ball, he let loose and stuck it, a little too hard with his strength and it went in, the cue ball going with it. Wade let out a shout of victory while Peter let out a sigh in defeat.

Wade strutted over to Peter and trapped him, putting a leg between the younger's and applying pressure. "Guess I won baby boy!" He smirks as Peter gulps. "Don't you even try to get out of this baby boy, you know how serious I take pinkie promises." A shiver went down Peter's spine. Is really happening? Many thoughts were running through his mind, and they varied. He couldn't help but start to harden at the thought of Wade recking his body.

"A-Are you sure you wanna do it with me? I mean I'm just- AH" Peter was cut off by his own moan when Wade abruptly gripped his cock through the fabric of his jeans. "Baby boy you clearly want me to reck you in the best way possible," he paused and grabbed Peter's hand and guided it to his own boner through his tight spandex, "and I clearly want to do it with you. So how bout we both enjoy this?" Peter's face was red by now as he nodded his head.

Wade lifted his mask just above his nose and he got down on his knees. He slid Peter's pants off of him along with his boxers. His boner swinging up hit his chest, the cooler air sending more shiver down Peter's spine. "You're in for a surprise baby boy~" Wade grabbed Peter's cock and licked the tip, then slowly licking down to the base before going back to the head and taking it all in. The way he swirled his tongue nearly made Peter's knees go week. He was now gripping the side of the pool table, a moaning mess.

"W-Wade! Ahhnn~" Peter gasps as Wade took in his whole length, deepthroating him. Peter's pubic hair tickled his nose and he held there for a while before pulling back to get a bit of air. He moved his head back and forth as he hollowed out his cheeks.

He slipped a lubed hand behind to Peter's ass. He entered his finger and Peter gasped. The feeling a little new, and cold. He thrusted it in slowly, adding more fingers, Peter was so loud he even asked Friday to soundproof the room.

He pulled off and looked up and Peter. "How is it, baby boy? Want more?" Peter was standing there, gasping and a complete mess. The pleasure was overtaking his body. "Feels good... please." Wade's smirk grew wider and he grabbed the younger's cock and started stroking it slowly. "Please what?" Peter moaned, "please fuck me!" Wade didn't actually think he would say it. But it turned him on even more.

He got off Peter and flipped him over. Wade removed his own pants and lubed up his cock with the lube he always carries for an occasion just like this. "Are you ready for my cock, baby boy?" Peter gasped and replied with a small moan as he pushed his ass back into Wade's cock. "I'll take that as a yes!"

Wade slowly pushed in, letting Pete get used to his size. He wasn't small, not even close. Peter soon realized this after he was all in. His tip was pushed against his prostate, making his mind go blank as soon as he thrusted back in.

Wade thrusted hard and fast, wanting to show Peter all the pleasure he could give him. With that first hard thrust, Peter screamed out of pleasure. Wade kept repeating the process, glad he had soundproofed the room. "Baby boy you're so fucking tight~! Oh my fucking god you're so good!" Wade continues thrusting into Peter while hitting all the places sending Peter closer to his climax. "Wade I'm gonna-" Wade grabbed Peter's cock while stroking it with the same pace of his thrusts and whispering into Peter's ear. "Cum for me." Peter's mind went blank as he has the familiar burning feeling in his stomach. He let a loud gasp and moan, releasing his juices all over the side of the pool table and the floor. He gasped for breath as Wade rode out his organism, breathing heavily and biting all over Peter's neck. "That's a good boy~". They stayed like that for a while before Peter spoke up.

"We should do that again sometime."