Saturday morning video games| Peter Parker

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By: inhumanshadows

If Peter was being completely honest, part of him knew that his little plan was doomed from the beginning. Lazily riding his boyfriend’s cock while playing video games wasn’t the brightest idea, especially when said boyfriend is kind of a nympho. You weren’t all for his plan either, but when he pulled down his athletic shorts to reveal his perfect perky ass framed by the straps of a jock, you pretty much became putty in his hands. After lubing and playing with his tight hole for a little bit, you sat on the edge of the bed and propped yourself on your elbows. Peter sits down on your cock, taking you all the way in one go. His back is to you, mind too focused on the video game.

He starts by just grinding with you inside him, moving a little up and down every now and again. When he gets to a fight though, he unconsciously starts bouncing on you and clenching his anus. “Baby…” you whisper into his ear.

“Not now!” he shrugs you off, engrossed in the fighting onscreen. You pout a little; having gotten a small taste, your body now hungers for more. A mischievous thought fills your mind as you adjust yourself inside him. When you find the angle that you have committed to memory, you thrust upward, slamming into his prostate. Peter lets out a loud, involuntary moan, his ass and body clenching around you for a moment. Stubborn little shit that he is though, he quickly goes back to playing his game as though nothing happened.

You’re not one to give up until you get what you want, however, and you both know that you’re much more stubborn than he is. You reach underneath the blue Midtown sweater Peter is wearing, pleasantly surprised when you find it’s the only piece of clothing on his torso. You ghost your fingers up his chiseled abs, one of the many things you love about Peter, making him shiver from the touch. You can feel Peter tense as you make your way further north.

A loud cry echoes throughout the room as you give his nipples a hard squeeze. It just so happens that said nipples are highly sensitive, something which ridiculously turns you on. “Y/N…” Peter moans, attempting to make it come out as a warning. You don’t relent, however. Squeezing and flicking and twisting the sensitive skin. Peter tries to contain his moans and cries, but he’s powerless against his body’s natural urgings. It only makes it even harder for him when you start to work him, slowly thrusting your cock in and out. You pepper kisses down his neck, feeling his resolve crumbling right before you.

It’s at this point that Peter knows he’s going to lose the battle; you’re not exactly known for stopping when pursuing something you want. He huffs out in slight frustration, pausing the game and tossing the controller god knows where as he turns to face you. He doesn’t even bother to move from his spot on your lap, swinging one leg over your head with ease. Well, as easily as possible with you thrusting into him. The superhuman flexibility and stamina that Peter’s powers grant him are another one of the numerous things about him that turn you on. In fact, it was just last week when Peter hung upside down from the ceiling and sucked you dry.

You grab his legs and throw them onto your shoulders, folding his smaller body in half. You adjust your angle and start to pound away at him, trying to get as deep inside of him as possible. His smooth insides drive you wild, gripping your cock in all the right places. “Peter…fuck…” you moan out. He tried to hold in the noises threatening to spill from his mouth, not wanting to give you any more satisfaction about the current situation. All of it was in vain, however, when you whisper in his ear, “please baby…make noise for me.”

Almost immediately, a long moan escapes his mouth. You smirk in satisfaction as his moans and cries continue. Obscenities and breathy mentions of your name cascade from his cute mouth, encouraging you to fuck him even harder and faster. When he starts doing your favorite thing, screaming, you lose it. You grab his hips, picking him up before slamming him down on your cock over and over again. “Yes Y/N! Harder! Fuck me! Fuck my tight little hole! … Oh my god! Yes! Yes! Fuck!”

Your hands move to his tight asscheeks, squeezing and groping the beautiful pale globes of flesh. He throws his head back, exposing the throat that his sinful noises are emanating from. “Fuck Y/N! Fuck, yes!” You move around inside him a little, searching for his spot again. A particularly loud scream lets you know you’ve found it. You don’t relent as you fuck him down onto you, hitting his spot head-on every time. The only noises he’s able to make now are whimpers interrupted by an occasional moan. You can see from his face that he’s on cloud nine.

After a few more hits to his prostate, he rolls his head forward. “B-baby…please…” he’s barely able to whimper out. You look down at his shorts; the material around his crotch is darker, soaked in precum. “I-I’m gonna…” You place your hand on top of his rock hard bulge, palming him through the material. It only takes a few more thrusts for Peter to become completely undone, bucking his hips up into your hand and screaming your name.

His amazing ass clenches around you as he rides out his orgasm, tipping you to your own breaking point. You pull him down as your thrust forward, an instinct to bury yourself as deep inside him as possible taking over. “Peter!” You paint his insides white, cumming harder than you think you ever have, small amounts leaking out and mixing with the mess already coating both of you. You rest your forehead against his, the two of you panting as you come down from your climaxes.

“Holy fuck, Peter…” you eventually breath out. You look down, your stomach feeling wet. Peter cums a lot, like more than any human being should. (Another thing about him that turns you on so much.) The entire crotch and upper thigh areas of his shorts are dripping wet. Peter looks away from you, his cheeks burning a dark shade of red. You place your hand on the side of his face, stroking his cheek with your thumb. After a few moments, you lean forward, capturing his lips in a slow, passionate kiss.

“You’re so beautiful, Petey. Especially when you’re a complete wreck for me.” He silences you by placing his lips against yours again. They don’t stay there long, however, before Peter pulls away.

“Y/N…your cock is still inside me, not that I have a problem with that.” You let out a laugh and pick him up, making sure to keep your softening cock inside him.

“Let’s go get cleaned up, baby boy. Who knows, we might even have to go round two in the shower.”

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