Boxers

How it Started

Peter wasn't around the compound as much as he wanted to be with his classes during the week and cramming and studying. He only had one more semester and was ready for a break honestly.

The first time his outfit had made an appearance it had been Mj's urging and Shuri's cackling but he'd done it. He'd paraded around the compound in front of all the Avengers in just a Spider-man t-shirt and Ironman boxers that had Tony Stark with his hand encased in his gauntlet in the iconic photo.

He'd gotten so many weird looks and Tony had stopped completely still and stared at him with a strange look on his face before making a quick exit.

The second time he'd stumbled into the kitchen actually not even planning on trolling anyone but he'd been up all night studying and was exhausted and hungry. So he'd strolled into the kitchen into the midst of everyone either eating or prepping food. At some point it had been decided that the Avengers were a family and family's ate together at least a few times a week. They even had a chart on the fridge for when they had 'family dinners'.

So out strolled Peter with his hair tousled and his sleep rumpled gamer shirt and a pair of boxers. He hadn't even been paying attention to what he was wearing when he turned to the fridge and heard numerous people inhale and start choking. He'd turned concerned to see everyone staring at him in varying stages of shock and horror? Looking down he realized he was wearing his 'Give us the Irondick!' boxers he'd got off a lovely girl on etsy.

"Iron dick?" Clint trailed off in a horrified silence.

Peter flushed a bit under the gazes but kind of shrugged, still tired. Tony's eyes were burning into him with a hot look which is probably what triggered his blush. He'd been pretty open about how much he adored Tony. Wasn't his fault the older man just couldn't read the subtle and not subtle hints he'd been dropping.

"It's the biggest thread on tumblr that broke the minds of fan girls and boys everywhere. It's Tony's fault, he let the comic book folks draw him fighting naked all the time. Tumblr ran with it and then there was a giant thread with people demanding Irondick in the movies. Half the time in the comics he's standing there completely naked with just shadows covering his dick. Thus Irondick."

With feigned nonchalance Peter grabbed his yogurt and waved as he headed back to his room. The silence behind him broken by a wheezed

"Fighting naked?" from Sam. And shortly after that another "Iron dick?" from Clint.

After that it was almost normal for him to wear a similar outfit a few times a month, what was even more hilarious was that he owned a good collection and so far had never worn the same pair of boxers or boy shorts more than once.

The other's reactions were always slightly different but so far he'd never failed in getting a reaction. Whether it was just a soft 'Jesus Christ' from Sam or a knowing look from Natasha someone always reacted. Tony seemed to actively avoid him sometimes when he was decked out in his Ironman boxers unless he was extremely tired or sick of his shit.

Finally it came to head one evening he'd woken up for a nap at Friday's prompting that it was time for dinner and the others were waiting for him. So he ran his hands through is hair a bit and straightened up his shirt. He paused for a moment wondering if he should put everyone out of their misery and put on pants. That thought went out the window when he realized the pair of boxers he'd snagged had tiny Ironman helmets all over them and 'Property of Stark' written on the ass. What could he say, the fan girl loved Tony. And he did too. Might as well express it in the only way he could.

He stumbled into the kitchen with a jaw cracking yawn and a small mischievous smile, everyone was already seating and eating. From the from the knew his boxers looked pretty tame compared to some. So he went to the fridge for a Mt. Dew and relished in the curses and thumps of someone's head hitting the table.

He turned to see Bucky laughing his ass off and Clint face down. Sam had his face covered and Wanda looked like she was about to join Bucky. Tony's face had turned stony but Peter was pretty sure it wasn't anger he was seeing in the man's eyes. Steve looked like he was winding himself up to tell Peter to stop putting them in these positions.

"Fucking hell kid, WHY?" Sam whined, face still behind his hands.

Peter shrugged and met Tony's gaze, "I figure it's the closest I'll get to Tony's mouth on my dick so why not?"

That sent Bucky off again and Peter almost felt bad when Steve face palmed and sighed, "Peter, please."

Figuring he was in for a penny in for a pound at that point the grinned and in his best Captain voice replied, "Now Peter, we don't have secrets among the new Avengers."

He sunk down into his seat next to Tony as the room descended into chaos. And if Tony sat a little closer than usual nobody was in the right frame of mind to notice much less say a thing.