#peter parker x male reader smut

[hellsburners]

feel the rush

summary: you come home to a needy roommate pairing: peter parker x male reader word count: 1.2k warnings: 18+ warning, s3x pollen, blowj0bs, handj0bs, implied fwb a/n: i got this as a request so i hope anon liked it <3

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You came home to the sound of grunting. Your roommate, Peter, was hunched on your couch covered in a thick blanket shaking and groaning. He was still wearing his suit, his hair all wet and tousled. “Peter, what’s wrong?’ you inched closer. He shuddered from the sudden touch.

“‘Not feeling well,” he said.

“Are you hurt?” you touched his forehead with the back of your hand. He was having an intense fever, sweat dripping from his temples. “Jesus you’re hot.”

“Was—this pumpkin bomb the goblin used,” he said, his voice shaking and hoarse. “This weird powder came out of it.”

“I’ll make you some tea, let’s get you to the kitchen,” you tried to help him stand up but Peter refused. “What’s wrong?” he shook his head, and you pleaded to him that he needed the tea. You took his arm around your neck and pulled him up. 

Peter’s body was still hunched over as he stood. He groaned from a sudden pain. Shit, he utters. You look down to where his eyes were focused on, his crotch. There was an obvious tent in his center, the fabric of his suit was wet near the tip of his cock. Peter tried to hide it with the blanket but you already saw. The two of you paused for a bit, taking in what just happened.

Oh. 

“It won’t go away,” he cries. 

You let him sit back on the sofa, the tent still erect. “I’ll—go get the tea.” 

You came back a few minutes later with the tea, still steaming from the kettle. He blows on the cup and takes a sip. Peter winces, the tea did nothing, his temperature was still high and the thing was still a problem. 

“Maybe you should get a really cold shower, that helps right?” you said. Peter sinks his head in his palms and screams into the blanket. “You know what, maybe you should undress, you know—since it looks like it's hurting down there.”

Peter stands, the blanket falling on the couch. You help him with the zipper on his nape, quickly pulling it down to expose his scarred back. He pulls on the suit to remove it from his arms, the lean muscles contracting from the movement. He loses balance for a sec, your hands going immediately to his bare shoulders for support. A soft moan leaves his lips. 

“Sorry—,” he groans. You help him pull off the rest of the suit leaving him in his baby blue boxers. The front of the boxers was stained dark blue from his erection. “Can I take it off?” He gestures at the boxers. 

It’s not like you haven’t seen each other naked before, there was that one time you two hooked up but it was a long time ago and under different circumstances. Peter takes off his underwear and slumps on the sofa, his leaking cock pointing north. It was throbbing and the head a bright red. 

“It won’t go away,” his words dragged out. 

“Have you tried to, you know, do it?” 

“I tried to rub one out but nothing happened, you need to help me.”

“Help you?” your brows furrowed. He nods like a puppy, his brown eyes shining under the lights. 

“Like old times.”

“That was one night,” you said.

“One amazing night,” he jokingly laughs.

You flipped him off. You braced yourself, wiping your sweaty palms on your legs. “So what should we do?” you asked. 

“We could do a handjob first?” his voice was still shaking. 

You placed your hand on his leaking cock, it was warm and hard under your skin. Peter rests his arm on the back of the couch, his thighs wide apart as you start to jerk him off. He closes his eyes and draws his head back, a sigh of relief leaving his mouth. 

“Is that good?”

“Fuck, so good,” he moans. 

You continue to slide your hand across his length, and a few beads of precum fall in your hand producing lubrication. Peter lets out a loud cry as your wet hand reaches the sensitive head of his cock. 

“You can go faster,” he said. Your pace quickens, he lets out a moan, his lips glistening. You tighten the grip on his erection, especially when you reach his tip. He grips the back of your shirt. His legs tense, his face scrunches as if he were in pain. He let out a loud, fuck. 

“What’s wrong?”

“It didn’t work,” he said. His face went frown. You wanted to help him, he looked like he was in so much discomfort. 

“What if I give you a blow job?” you utter, your brain not even thinking of it before it left your lips.

His eyebrows raised at your suggestion. “You sure you’d want that?”

“Like you said. It’s not like it hasn’t happened before,” he laughs. 

You bent down where the tip of his cock was inches away from your lips. You press your lips to the tip, you taste the saltiness in his precum. His hand on your back snakes towards your nape, to your hair. He guides your head as you engulf his hardness, the girth filling your lips. 

Your saliva coats his cock making it slippery. You jerk his cock off while you suck on the tip. Peter lets out a drawn-out moan, his hands on your hair curling. Your mouth leaves his cock, you stand up. His brows raised in confusion. You knelt in between his legs, your hands kneading his muscular thighs. 

Peter looks at you with amusement as you take his cock back into your mouth, both of his hands guiding your face. “Can I fuck your—” You didn’t let him finish, you assumed the position, your mouth around his cock and your hands on your lap. 

He braced himself as fucked into your mouth. Using you as a means for release. He fucks into your throat with vigor as he lifts his hips from the couch. He bites his lip from the immense pleasure coursing through his body. Whatever the bomb had it amplified his senses tenfold. 

Your eyes start to well from the sheer force, your hands digging into your thighs. You look up to Peter through your lashes, his eyes closed and his face in ecstasy. He lets out a bunch of praises, on how good it feels and how close he was. 

You take the wheel from him, back to sucking on his cock practically worshiping it. Your tongue licking the sensitive frenulum. You hollow your cheeks and it edges Peter on more. Your hand continues to stroke him, another hand fondling his balls. 

“I’m so fucking close,” he whines. 

Peter’s hips started to thrust on your hand as his body started to convulse. He yells out as thick cum shoots at your face and your tongue, the warm liquid was bitter on your taste buds. You gulped, he was still riding his high, his face all red and his chest heaving. 

You two pause for a second, breathing hard from the intense exercise. Peter pulls you in for a kiss, he could taste his pleasure in your mouth. You moan as he takes you into his lap, his hands crawling under your shirt. 

“Your turn.” 

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[thealtoduck]

Greedy

Peter Parker x Male Black Cat!Reader

Warnings: Smut, semi-angsty, top!Reader, bottom!Peter, unprotected sex, rough sex, anal sex, fingering, doggy style, spanking, you cry after sex, calling Peter a whore, slut, etc…

Male Black Cat!Reader: Masterlist

Summary: After a failed robbery you’re pissed of so Peter helps you release some frustration…

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You shot your grappling hook and swung yourself to another building closely followed by Spider-Man. He’d been able to keep up with you a lot better than usual, having learned to avoid your regular tricks and traps.

”You’ve gotten better at this!” you called out to the superhero chasing you. You jumped the gap to another building. Suddenly a web caught your arm pulling it back making you lose balance and fall hitting the rooftop floor.

You felt a pain in your leg as you quickly tried standing back up. Spider-Man swung right over your head and landed in front of you. ”Or maybe you’ve just gotten slow” he teased, the two of you then engaged in combat.

You slashing at him with your claws and him doing his best to block and dodge your attacks. Once he went on the offensive you ducked his quick strong jabs. Spider-Man noticed the leg you fell on was shaky as you avoided his punches.

He used this to his advantage and did a sweep with his leg knocking you to the ground, it was usually by now you found some gadget or distraction to give yourself a chance to escape. Spider-Man quickly ran up to you and ripped your backpack from your back and quickly webbed one of your arms down keeping you in place.

”You can’t take that” you said losing the regular playfullness in your voice. ”I just did” Spider-Man said victoriously. He went for the zipper on the bag while muttering ”What did you even steal?”. You watched with a glare as Spider-Man brought out a set of files from your bag.

”Put that back” you demanded but he ignored you. He opened one of the files and stated ”It’s the layout of a prison” he then turned his gaze to you and asked ”Are you planning to break someone out?”. He continued looking through some other files as you desperately looked for a way to free yourself.

You heard sirens in the distance approaching and even though you couldn’t see his mouth you knew Spider-Man was smirking. ”Well looks like i finally caught you Cat, tell me how does it feel?”.

Then you found something. ”Oh Spider… when will you learn, you can’t cage the Black Cat” you said and threw one of your newer gadgets towards him, which he easily dodged out of the way for it as it hit the water tower behind him. ”You missed” Spider-Man said proudly, but as he noticed your facial expression he realised… you hadn’t missed.

Next thing he knew an explosion came and he was completely drenched in water and the water tower started collapsing on to him. The files you had collected were washed away spreading wet sheets of paper out all over the rooftop.

Spider-Man managed to catch the falling water tower as it landed on top of him. He then threw it to the side and turned to where you had been webbed finding only an empty spot with some left over webbing.

”Shit” he swore to himself. He tried to pick up some wet paper files but they fell apart almost instantly as he did. At least he had managed to foil your break out plans he thought to himself.

——

You grappled your way to your secret lair, an old storage unit your mom had used during her time as the Black Cat. You opened your door and walked inside seeing collections of jewelry and paintings, maps with marked out locations and all your tech stuff. You slammed the door behind you and ripped off your mask throwing it aside.

You walked up to your working bench and slammed your fists on the table, your one chance you could’ve had to free your mom from prison and that stupid arachnid boy had ruined everything.

You grabbed something random from the working bench and threw it across the room in a rage, making it smash against the wall…

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You layed with crossed arms on your bed leaning against the headborard as Peter played video games on your flatscreen tv. Your dad was out of town for business so you and Peter decided to have a sleepover while he was gone.

You thought about canceling with Peter after last nights failed theft but you hoped his company might help cheer you up… so far it wasn’t working, you had a noticable scowl on your face and a clear lack of energy in your voice.

Peter had noticed but not pointed it out as he wasn’t completely sure you wanted to talk about it. Once he finished the level he put the controller aside and layed down next to you. He gently touched your arm and asked ”Y/n, are you okay?”

You turned to him with a distracted look and said simple ”Yeah” but then added a ”Just in a bad mood”. ”Do you want me to leave or something? I can give you space?” Peter asked sweetly, sitting up ready to leave if you wanted some alone time.

”No, stay, i like your company” you said but with more softness in your voice this time as you put your hand on top of his, giving it a light squeeze. ”Alright… is there anything i can do for you?” Peter asked generously. You stayed silent for a moment…

”Can i fuck you?…” you said a mix of coldness and longing in your voice. Peter was caught of guard making him silent, making you quickly add ”You really don’t have to if you don’t want to, i just- i just want some release… that’s all”.

Peter thought about it for a moment and asked curiously ”What did you have in mind?”. You stood up and said ”Come on” and led him out of your room, and down the hallway. You then opened the door to another room where Peter followed you inside.

It was a bigger room than yours, the first thing Peter noticed were the two glass doors along the left wall that opened to a balcony looking out over the other suburban houses. He looked around the room, along the walls were some really nice paintings, like straight out of a museum.

There were also some pictures of you as a child spread around the room, as well as a big family portrait hanging over the headboard of a large bed, a bed for two. This was you parents room.

You stood in front of the double bed and then explained in a darkened tone ”I want to take you like whore on my parents bed”. The request left Peter on mute, this was something new to him… having sex on your parents bed felt so inappropriate and lewd… and he was suprisingly really turned on by it.

”Look, like i said ”you really don’t have to if-” you said again but Peter interrupted saying ”Yeah, let’s do it”. You nodded and said ”Okay, get ready then, i’ll get the lube”. You said leaving and walking back to your room.

Peter slowly started udressing pulling of his shirt and pants, leaving him in socks and underwear. Peter moved on to the bed and tried to position himself in a sexy way, like he’d seen you do before.

When you came back inside you threw the bottle of lube on to the bed and tugged your own shirt off. You stood yourself on the edge of the bed and pulled Peter closer by his legs. Peter stood up on his knees and the two of you started hungrily making out.

You grabbed at Peter bulge feeling him getting hard in your hand, you then slipped in your hand inside his underwear and rubbed your hand along his cock with a firm grip of him. Peter let out a soft moan in your face as you did.

You then gently pushed Peter on to his back on the big bed and dragged his underwear down his legs and threw them on the floor. Peter was now naked in front of you apart from his white socks which you decided to leave on because you thought it made him look cute.

You unbuckled your belt and pulled you pants down and climbed onto the bed in between his legs. You opened the bottle of lube and poured some in your hand and spreading it on your fingers. You then lifted Peter’s spread legs revealing his tight hole that hadn’t been used in a while.

You mercilessly started shoving your first finger in to him making his mouth gape open. ”Fuck” Peter swore as you watched in satisfaction. You impatiently added another finger into him and then annother, pumping them in and out him loosening up his ass. Peter’s dick was now rockhard as you finger fucked him.

You then suddenly pulled out your fingers from him, wanting to get your hard manhood inside him. You flipped Peter on to his stomach giving you a full view of his bubble butt, you started teasing your length against his hole.

You squeezed Peter’s left cheek and gave it a light spank. ”You want my cock?” you asked as you kept teasing his awaiting heat. ”Yeah, i want it, please” Peter said almost begging. You spread his ass and pushed your hung cock in to his tight hole, making Peter whine beneath you.

You groaned feeling Peter’s tight walls around your manhood. ”Fuck Y/n, you’re so big” Peter moaned as you sheated yourself inside him. ”Bet you like that” you said grabbing his hips. Without giving Peter much time to adjust you started rolling your hips, your cock moving in and out of him.

”Taking it like a real slut” you said degradingly as Peter moaned in to the matress. You sped up your thrusts making the sound of skin slapping together sound out through the room, his ass kneading your cock like perfection. You moved your hands to Peter’s back pressing him onto the bed.

”Such a whore for my cock aren’t you?” you asked him as you roughly took his ass. But Peter was to blissed out to answer, you raised a hand and gave Peter’s right ass cheek a hard slap that echoed through the room. ”Aren’t you?” you repeated demandingly.

”Yes, i’m your whore” Peter let out through the ectasy he felt. You fucked yourself in to his heat agressively, using the rage you felt to fuck him like a bitch. His hole clenching around you making you groan loudly.

You bodies started getting sweaty from you intense fucking. Peter moaned loudly as you plowed in to him. ”You love when men fuck you full of their cum?” you asked in a rough tone as your big cock pushed against Peter’s prostate.

”Yes, i love being filled with cum!!!” Peter moaned loudly. If anyone was standing outside the bedroom door they would’ve definetely heard every single word. You laid down on to of Peter and took his hands that were gripping the bedsheets and held Peter down as you thrust wildly in to him.

Peter started getting close from the feeling of your cock fucking deeply in to his now loose open hole. ”I’m gonna cum” Peter whined through his moans. ”Cum then you little whore” you said grabbing Peter’s messy sweaty hair in your hand.

Peter’s length pressed down to the matress then started spilling his seed in to a puddle on the sheets. You thrusts started growing eratic and hungry as you chased your own release. ”Gonna fuck my whore full of cum” you growled to the tired out Peter beneath you.

”Yes fill me with your cum!” Peter gasped which was all you needed to hear as you delivered one last powerful thrust in to him and let your seed erupt deep inside Peter’s heat, filling him all the way up. His hole started leaking as soon as you pulled out of him.

You laid down beside Peter in exhaustion feeling cleansed of your anger. You looked to the side where spotted a picture on the nightside table, it was a picture of you as a kid and your mom before she got locked up. It made a new feeling bubble up inside you.

Sadness…

A tear started trickling down your cheek your cheek as you let out a small whimper. Peter heard and immediately turned to you. He noticed tears had started uncontrolably rolling down your cheeks.

”Y/n, are you okay? Did i do something wrong?” Peter quickly questioned. You shook your head and said ”No, i’m just emotional”. Peter looked conserned at you. ”Can you hold me?” you asked him through sniffs. ”Of course” Peter said and let you nuzzle your tear stained face in to his chest.

He didn’t really understand what was happening or what brought this on but he wrapped his arms around your body letting you cry. You calmed down after a while but you the two of you stayed cuddled together.

Soon enough the two of you fell asleep in the big bed holding each other closely all through the night.

[spicyspiders]

incoming call

peter parker x male reader. i wrote this thinking of andrew’s peter, but it can be read with any of them in mind.

warnings for smut, unprotected sex, and sex pollen

Shower time was supposed to be your time, not the time for your phone to start blaring. The first time it rang, you tried to just ignore it and focus on the sound of the shower spray against the tiled wall, but the second, and then the third time you heard it go off had you rushing out of the shower. 

When you were back in your room with a towel wrapped around your waist, your phone started ringing again. It was an unknown caller. 

With a roll of your eyes, you answered, “you know I’m not an avenger, right?” You asked into the phone. 

“By association you are,” Fury answered. “Listen,” he began, “Peter might be acting a little,” he paused before answering, “different.”

“Different how?” You asked. 

“He stopped a drug bust in a greenhouse tonight, and we suspect one of the plants got on his skin.”

“What kind of plant?” There was a thud behind you, and you turned to see the subject of your phone call now standing in your room. “I gotta go,” you ended the call and then placed your phone on your nightstand. “Peter? What happened tonight?”

When he pulled his mask off, you could see his face had a slight sheen of sweat. Peter never got that sweaty in his suit, so you could tell something was wrong. 

Peter didn’t respond, only continued to take the rest of his suit off. You could feel your heartbeat quicken in your chest as you watched him strip down. Yeah, Peter taking his clothes off always made your heartbeat accelerate, but the way his gaze wasn’t leaving your own was adding fuel to the fire. 

Your bedroom was lit under the soft glow of the lamp you turned on before you got in the shower, so under the low light, Peter’s eyes were bound to be dilated. When he stepped closer to you, he was considerably less dressed. The bulge already there in Peter’s underwear made you question if his eyes were so dark because of the light, or because of what went down on his mission. 

Before his lips pressed to yours, he left enough space to whisper, “missed you.” The kiss started out soft, but soon became dirty the second Peter pushed his tongue into your mouth. As his tongue went in, the towel around your waist was pulled off and thrown across the room by Peter. 

You were both gasping when the kiss was over. With two warm hands, Peter pushed you back until the back of your knees met your bed. You stayed close to Peter by using your own hands to pull his underwear down. 

When his cock sprung free, it was dark red, full, and ready for release. You brought yourself up onto your knees to press your forehead to Peter’s hot one, “tell me what you need,” you whispered. 

Wordlessly, Peter grabbed one of your hands and guided it to wrap around his cock. He finally opened his mouth to let out a whimper when you started stroking his cock in slow pulls. Peter always had great stamina in all aspects where it mattered, but it only took a few pulls for Peter to spill over your fingers. 

Where his come didn’t spill over your fingers, it ended up splattering on your stomach. Peter pushed you back onto your bed, your back meeting the covers with a soft noise. His eyes were dark and half-lidded, drinking the sight of your naked body in. His hands were warm when they were back on your skin. Both hands made their way to the mess on your stomach to rub the mess into your skin. It was kinda gross when you realized what he was doing, but the look in his eyes as he did it made it feel like you were melting into the bed, too hot to move. 

You didn’t know how long you laid on your bed with Peter’s hands on your skin. All you knew was that you were fully hard and so was Peter. Again. Honestly, you weren’t too sure if Peter had even gone soft and gotten hard again, or if he had still been hard the whole time, even after he had come and begun rubbing it into your skin. 

When the mess was gone, Peter stepped away to grab the lube. “Not gonna use your webs to grab it this time?” You leaned up on one elbow to ask. 

Peter smirked as he made his way back to the bed, “so you can yell at me for using them in the bedroom again?” With his free hand, he spread your legs and made his way in between. He leaned down to press his lips softly to yours as his fingers made their way down between your legs. 

You were almost too wrapped up in the feel of his lips on yours to notice when one of his fingers press to your hole. As he fingered you open, his cock would occasionally nudge a different place on your skin, leaving behind a wet smear of precome. 

You were both shaking by the time one finger became two and then three. From each press of Peter’s fingers to your prostate while he stretched you open, the tip of your cock sat in a messy puddle of precome. 

You let out a low whimper when Peter’s fingers left your hole. His fingers were soon replaced by the hot press of Peter’s cock. Peter leaned down close, holding himself up with his elbows. His cock pressed inside slowly and you both gasped into each other’s mouths as he bottomed out. 

Peter was a mess on top of you and he hadn’t even begun truly fucking you. His hair stuck to his sweaty skin and you used one of your hands to push his hair off his face. “I’m not gonna last,” he gasped out. 

“Take what you need, Peter,” you whispered. 

Peter pressed a soft kiss to your lips before he pulled out. Peter started a brutal pace. He was never one to fuck you in such an intense way, but this was a different circumstance. His hands felt like a hot band on your hips as he held you down on the bed and fucked inside of you. 

You could only let out punched out moans as you went through the onslaught of pleasure coursing through your body. Peter’s cock was precise in finding your prostate on each thrust inside. You fisted your hands into the covers and threw your head back onto the blanket as Peter kept up his brutal pace. 

As the warmth in your gut spread throughout the rest of your body, you knew that you were approaching your edge. When you looked up at Peter, the sight sent you over the edge. Peter looked completely blissed out. His skin was a hot, sweaty mess, dripping onto the bed and your skin, and his cock felt equally hot going in and out. 

You threw your head back and let out a long moan as your orgasm punched through you. You came untouched in hot spurts that splashed onto your stomach.

Peter came soon after with a long drawn out moan of his own. Peter collapsed on top of you in a sweaty mess, and you wrapped your arms around him to pull him impossibly closer.

“My neighbors are going to hate me,” you said when you caught your breath. 

Peter snickered, "Fury said this could last a few hours to a few days, so you might as well come live with me away from your neighbors."  

You let out a low chuckle, “is that a promise?”

“When we’re done, I’ll get you a key printed.”

[deadduvznap]

desperately need peter parker pussy rn

you ask i answer im gonna go with just peter masturbating this time bcs. i can. and i want to. we all know blah blah blah spider bite blah blah high libido but as i always do. i have to add that when he gets into a fight he gets horny :( esp when it makes him bleed ??? hes got a bloody nose nd hes cut nd bleeding in different places :3 crying he has to hurry home after the fight cus hes drippin sm that if it wasnt night youd be able to see the little wet patch in his suit :(((( and ugh his suit hugs him so tightly too that when he swings he can feel it rubbing up against him nd its making him more horny ugh :((( he had to swing across the city feeling the suit on him nd hes bleeding sm :3 and he literally launches himself into his apartment and takes his suit off gets on the bed nd shoves his fingers into himself :3 he def prefers using a vibrator over a dildo i dont make the rules it was lazered into my brain okay and he likes it when hes touching himself nd the blood drips from his nose nd into him mouth :(((( he definitely lifts one of his legs up to his chest nd presses a vibrator to his clit nd he covers his mouth with the hand thats holding his leg up :333 stupid innocent little nerd peter whos scared of using a dildo and when he uses a vibrator for the first time he cried cus it felt so good :3

[havensins]

Fucking Peter parker and using magic to bind his hands together and make him even more sensitive

i love this. and don’t forget to vote on my poll! tw daddy kink !

peter is already sensitive enough without you having to do anything to enhance it, when you use your magic to tease his nipples or press against his erogenous zones, he’s absolutely done for.

having him bound with his arms bended at the elbow and folded against his chest as you fuck him in missionary. big, salty tears are staining his cheeks, his hair is messy on his head and his thighs are quivering where they’re wrapped around your waist.

the way you’re ducking him is harsh and unforgiving, and the sounds that we’re being forced past his lips reflected your actions. “c’mon, talk to me parker… or has every thought in your pretty little mind melted away?” you ask him, leaning down to kiss at his tear stained cheeks.

“‘s soooo much!” he drags out and whines, breathing heavily as his cock pathetically drips with more precum on his stomach. you hum, leaning forward to drape your body over his and frame him with your hands on either sides of his head. you dip down to meld his lips with yours, swallowing his moans as you slow your pace and settle for slow and equally as harsh thrusts.

“you can take it baby, fuck, i know you can,” you murmur as you pull away from his lips. he’s fighting the urge to close his eyes as he stares at you. his dark brown eyes are dilated and hazily clouded with need, you stare back at him as a smirk tugs at your lips.

“you just wanna be good for me, huh love?” you murmur, kissing down his jaw. “yes, yes! w’nna be the best for you,” you whimpers, and you could feel his cock twitch between your stomachs. you grin, slithering a hand between your bodies, to tug at his cock.

he lurches at that, back arching into your chest and hands grasping at nothing where they’re bound to him. “c’mon peter, i w’nna make you feel so good.” you’re grunting and moaning in his ear about how fucking tight he is, and it does nothing to stave off his impending orgasm.

“daddy…” his voice cracks and breaks on the word as he gasps and squeals, spurting his cum into your hand. his eyes roll back and the sight alone as you gripping the sheets as your stomach tightens and you cum into peter. he whines, cock twitching weekly at the feeling of being so utterly used and filled.

[yanderestarangel]

Okay, so I was thinking about yandere Peter B and Miguel O’Hara with FTM reader. Both men obsessed and possessive with them ever since they joined the society.

And they both share them. Kinks could be breeding, size difference, degradation, praising kink? Miguel could be a hard dom and Peter a soft dom. You could add more if ya like.

Your writing is absolutely amazing!

🕸️🕷️ 》 OUR LITTLE SPIDER || PETER B. PARKER AND MIGUEL O'HARA X FTM READER ||

A/N: I made it in headcanon format because I was too lazy to make a one shot, but I hope you like it.

THIS WAS A LITTLE TOO LONG SORRY--- ᜊ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ᜊ.

TW: age gap, smut, yandere content, dark romance, daddykink, praise!kink, size!kink, possession, manipulation, ftm reader, betrayal, breed!kink, v!sex, anal!sex, overstimulation, kidnapping, blackmail, murder, aphrodisiac use, dub con, threesome, creampie.

Being in the spidersociety was a big responsibility role for you, but you accepted it anyway, after all you had the sense of hero that each spider variant had. You didn't expect so much attention or flattery for you but that's what you received from two specific people ─ Miguel O'Hara, your boss and Peter B. Parker, the most peaceful and sweet spider man you met in Spider society. You swore you saw hearts form in the two older men's orbs simultaneously.

You quickly saw things escalate to a strange level. Miguel was very protective of you, even putting you on "easier" missions like staying at the spider society headquarters and giving him boring reports.

"You're safe here. Being a spider-man isn't just about battling villains, it's about learning responsibility. You're still a little spider, carinõ." the Mexican would speak as he gave you more papers to fill out. While on the other hand, Peter agreed with everything the leader said, complementing even more.

"Miguel is right, baby boy. You still have a lot to learn." The older man gestured excitedly and you accepted, defeated and sighing.

O'Hara watched everything with a chill passing through him, he tried not to let his thoughts speak loudly but he knew that Peter was also interested in you, just like the Mexican was.

"You shouldn't be so close to him, Peter. Your wife will be jealous." O'Hara hissed the words like venom coming out of his fangs, while the other spider-man just smiled relaxedly and looked at the younger man.

"You want to compete for him? Is that it Miguelito? You liked him too, didn't you? We can share." Peter spoke as he saw you oblivious to the dark conversation you were both having.

The proposal for a share was denied in the first instance, but every day it seemed more tempting for the spider leader, for several reasons. The main one was that you were getting closer to other spider variants and Peter, being more social, was keeping up with your pace ── at the same time that you realized that some spider variants no longer wanted to talk to you, if that variant presented romantic interest in you, they disappeared and came back with deep bruises, diverting topics with you and leading you to turn to Peter.

Little did you know that the nice family man was the cause of that. He was sick for you, to the point of abandoning his purposes and character ── you and his daughter were the only things that mattered to him at that moment, he told himself that he still loved Mary Jane... But he also loved you.

Peter was getting rid of another spider variant using threats and pure blackmail to do so, but the poor victim that time had no chance after Miguel appeared and took out his fury on them. The tall man sloppily wiped the blood off his hands as he turned to Peter.

"Okay... I accept your proposal, let's share the ninõ." O'Hara spoke in a calm, cold and insane tone, while he saw Parker smile and nod his head ── after this previous peace agreement between them, it was his life's turn to become a sweet hell.

You had no one else inside or outside the spider society, Peter and Miguel were the only ones who spoke to you. (Peter's threat + Miguel's tyrannical power with the other spider variants in secret was the reason for his involuntary isolation.)

In addition to the fact that the Mexican used his entire database to find out about your family, friends and possible love interests outside the society he had control over ── some were bought with money, others were threatened and others... They were found in alleys and became news on TV channels.

Everything was falling apart in your life, even your college grades and your mental state and all you had left was the comfort of the two older men... Exactly as you both planned.

You ran into their arms while crying and venting ── an Oscar award was supposed to be presented to the duo, both of them pretended shock and indignation while you told them every detail. So when you were weakened enough, they acted, bringing you into their possession, protecting you from the cruel world that was made worse in their minds.

Compliments, gifts, words of positive affirmations and everything sweet and warm in the world they gave you. Miguel was more desperate for touch, placing you on his lap while he worked on the panels of the multiverse or giving you small, intimate but not vulgar kisses, something that asserted a silent and slow dominance ── away from curious eyes, after all he was still the leader of that society.

Peter on the other hand would give you more affection in public, you and him would even go for a walk together with mayday as a family, away from Mary Jane's eyes. He would also lie to you saying that he and his wife were separated and even show the old divorce paper to prove something to you... You were trapped in a spider web of lies and dirty manipulations.

And when you realized, you were in a relationship with both men ── they asked you if it was okay for you to deal with both of them at the same time, which you denied, too drunk with pleasure to think about anything more than both filling you to the brim (an effect that was also the fault of the aphrodisiac Miguel had put in your drink that day.)

Peter's hands took off your spider uniform while O'Hara's thick hands went towards your wetness, playing roughly with your clit "mi hermoso" the spider leader growled in your ear as one of his thick fingers entered inside you, making you moan ─ at the same time that Peter sucked your nipples and gently squeezed your breasts, his experienced hands were working magic on your body. Raw kisses were left by the older man on your abdomen, as Parker knelt and licked your clit, helping O'Hara prepare you even more for what was to come.

"You're already dripping for us, aren't you? Such a good little slut." The tanned man teased as he stuck a second finger in your cunt, stretching you in scissor movements, back and forth. Peter got out on his knees as he captured your lips lightly moaning huskily against your flesh: "Such a beautiful and good boy for us... You make your daddies proud like that little spider." He said as Miguel pressed his hard, pulsing erection against your ass, making you moan loudly against the other man's lips.

The two bodies fit perfectly inside you, practically crushing you with their heat as you tried not to cum on O'Hara's fingers, but the effort was in vain as you felt him easily reach your cervix. You felt one of Peter's fingers soon find your other hole, making you moan even more against his lips.

"That's it, my spider boy. Show us how much you want it." The voices mixed together as you felt like you were going to explode at any moment and it actually happened ── you came, squirting onto Miguel's forearm and dripping onto the floor as all your muscles contracted involuntarily.

"I knew it was going to be a fucking squirt." The spider leader said, laughing, as you left for the next step ── you just left yourself there, your body for the two of them to use as they wanted, you just wanted to feel good and they would guarantee that.

With careful coordination and chemistry between the three of you, you found yourself sitting on Peter's lap, your back pressed against his chest as he guided his cock to your tight hole. Meanwhile, Miguel positioned himself at your front, his hands gripping your hips as he slowly entered your dripping pussy. "Te ves tan hermoso."

Peter couldn't help but let out a groan of satisfaction as he finally buried his cock deep inside your tight ass, the feeling of being completely enveloped by your warmth and tightness was overwhelming for him, he had to fight against the urge to just thrust into you with abandon. Instead, he took deep breaths to steady himself, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Fuck, you feel incredible, baby boy. So tight and eager for me... You wanted that, didn't you? Being filled by two dicks, a greedy, needy boy..."

Miguel's primal instincts took over as he felt the tightness of your pussy around his cock, the blissful sensation causing a guttural moan to escape his lips. "I'm going to breed in that beautiful pussy of yours, boy... You're going to be our breed whore... We're going to always leave you full of cum, in that beautiful hole of yours." Miguel's hips moved in sync with Peter's, his thrusts gaining speed and force as he aimed to push you over the edge. "So beautiful and obedient, If you continue like this, being a good boy will be rewarded ok?.." the older man moaned as you felt Peter and Miguel's cocks stretch you to the edge, letting you drool on both of their cocks like an animal in heat. Just as you thought you couldn't take it anymore, your climax crashed over you like a tidal wave, your body convulsing with pleasure as you moaned their names. Parker and O'Hara continued their relentless thrusts, prolonging your orgasm and riding the waves of your ecstasy, but they hadn't stopped yet. Peter's thrusts grew more frantic as he felt your body convulse under him, the pleasure building within him as well. He knew that his release wasn't far behind.

"You're so damn tight, baby. Fuck, I'm gonna come--" His voice was filled with a mix of pleasure and urgency as he increased the pace of his thrusts. O'Hara felt his own release drawing near, your tight pussy milking his cock with each powerful thrust. His grip on your hips tightened as he neared his own climax. "Holy shit little boy, you're really going to get pregnant with us, aren't you?" As both men reached their climaxes, they filled you with their seed. Peter's hot cum filled your tight ass, while Miguel's release spilled into your pussy, marking you as theirs. Their bodies shuddered as they reached their peaks, their gazes locked on yours. Nothing needed to be phallus, not when both of your eyes reflected their red, sickly hearts, surrounded by possession and pleasure for you.

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[l1tw1ck]

44,46 and 56 with Tom's peter? Top dilf reader 🙏

Assistant Peter

bottom!ftm peter x top!masc!DILF reader

↳ [Event] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Size Difference, Belly Bulge, Creampie

Peter started working as your assistant a few weeks ago and he's been an amazing help, especially when it comes to your kids. He doesn't have to but he always offers to babysit them when you're busy in your home office. He's liked you since the start and you slowly started to develop feelings for him too. Although nothing happened until the day you two were finally home alone.

Peter bumps into you and drops his phone, he apologizes profusely before realizing what's on his phone. Peter doesn't get a chance to hide his screen thanks to you picking it up first.

You weren't going to look to protect his privacy but you saw your name in all caps. “You’re texting about me?” You chuckle, bringing the phone closer to get a better look.

“Wa- wait!”

You read the entire text despite his protests. It was him telling his friend about how much he loves your “dad bod” and how you're so tall that you literally tower over him, about how badly he wants you to fuck him until he sees stars, and about how he’d love for you to come inside of him. That's only half of the paragraph he sent. Peter watches your expression shift from playful to lustful. There’s a visible tent in your pants and he’s beyond grateful it worked out this way.

You have Peter lying down on his now empty desk, various items have been strewn across the floor carelessly aside from the computer that was carefully placed elsewhere. He’s mostly naked with his legs spread, showing off his dripping wet pussy. Peter looks down and gasps as you enter him, you're much thicker than he anticipated but he isn't the slightest bit upset. “Mmh- Keep going, sir-” The feeling and sight of your cock stretching him out and entering him is only making him more excited. He brings his hand down to his stomach and presses down on the bulge you’ve created. “You're so big..” He breathes out.

“Does it hurt?” You ask, bottoming out.

Peter shakes his head. “Mo- move-” He moves his hips to further express how badly he wants you to fuck him. You hold onto his waist and start thrusting, fucking him exactly the way he likes it. He throws his head back and moans. He looks gorgeous like this, his hair is a mess from when you were making out with him earlier and he has a cute blush strewn across his cheeks. The desk creeks with each thrust. You're fucking him so hard you're afraid you might have to buy a new desk. You lean in to kiss him, jerking his t-dick as you do so. Peter moans into your mouth and clenches around your cock, eyes rolling back as you hit that spot. He holds onto your arms and digs his nails into your skin without thinking. He feels his entire body tensing up as he comes. You pull away from the kiss and let him catch his breath, slowing your thrusts to a halt.

“Wait-” He stops you, his voice is breathy. “Don't pull out..”

“I have to.” You shake your head. You didn't think he was serious about you coming inside.

He looks at you with the cutest expression you've ever seen. “Please come inside me, sir.”

“...Fine.” You can't say no to that face. As you start fucking him again, you find yourself being closer to your orgasm than you thought. It only takes a few minutes for you to fill up his pussy with your spend. You pull out and watch your cum dribble out of him in awe. He looks good like this.

[justice-maul]

Can I request Tom's peter parker x male reader

Peter hasn't seen his bf for a while and when they finally meet they try to have sex and make out but are getting interrupted by the avengers every single time. Getting Peter annoyed little by little until he finally reaches his limits and tells the avengers to leave them alone since he is going to get fucked by his bf and doesn't want any interruptions

With a breeding kink, eating out peters ass, playing with peters pecs, praising kink

Thanks :)

«Temptation» Tom!Peter Parker x Top Avenger Male Reader

Word count: 1,366

Author Note: thank you anon I love this request so far it’s one of my favs! English isn’t my first language!

WE WERE JUST AT 400 A FEW DAYS AGO AND NOW I HAVE NEAR 800 FOLLOWERS?!?! YALL ARE THE BEST I LITERALLY LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH ❤️

Warning(s)⚠: Sub Peter, breeding, rim job, breast/pec play, nipple play, p in a, and of course, praise

It’s been so long since Peter has seen let alone touched his boyfriend, with the constant missions you two weren’t able to do anything together but finally, you two were both free and he was desperate to just feel you…

You two were in his room on the bed with Peter in your lap straddling your waist, his hands rested on your shoulders, your lips on his just as desperate to taste him as he was eager, you gently sucked his lip between your teeth, nipping at his bottom lip signaling him to open his mouth just enough for your tongue to slide into his warm wet mouth

But suddenly there’s a knock on the door and both of you are forced to pull away as Tony comes in to grab Peter for yet another time-consuming project, and it wasn’t the first time the Avengers had cock blocked both of you

Last week you were on top of him your hands trailed down his pants and felt up the fat of his ass as he let out a soft noise of pleasure in your mouth before Sam sent you a text to help him train. After a mission, Peter and you were desperate to feel each other as he palmed your cock but Steve sent out a message to all the Avengers for a long meeting

You can see that it was starting to get to Peter so one day as you two were on your couch in your bedroom you gently gripped his thigh moving your hand deeper in between as you began to kiss his neck in order to calm down his nerves, he let out a little whine as he’s been needy to just feel any sexual contact these past few weeks

Your lips gently sucked on his neck, pressing in hickeys to his skin as you began to leave light bites along his nape letting your teeth graze his skin causing him to let out louder noises but just as your hand moved to his pants one by one the avengers all came into the room

You saw Peter’s hands clench into fists as he watched all the Avengers swarm into your room and began to talk as if you two weren’t even there trying to spend time together alone and he couldn’t help but just snap, finally reaching his limit and stood up

“All of you, get out NOW!”

He yelled, it was unusual to see Peter yelling at anyone but it was clear he was pissed. “You have been bothering us all week can’t you leave for one day?!” He snapped and slowly the Avengers began to leave and he slammed the door shut behind them making it clear that he didn’t want anyone to disturb him

He let out a sigh of relief and turned back to you and you couldn’t help but just chuckle and you grab his waist pulling him in against your body and smashing your lips against his and soon you two were on the couch again making out, your hands snaked up his sweater lifting up right above his chest and began to gently grope his pecs

"Your body's so beautiful baby" You whispered against his lips causing him to shudder as your hands felt up his pecs gently squeezing and groping the fat, Peter was always incredibly sensitive and his chest was one of his weakest areas, especially his pink little buds

You pushed him against the couch getting in between his thighs as you began to grope his chest, feeling the supple skin against your fingers through his sweater was already driving you crazy and causing him to make the most pornographic noises only by you just you barely touching his chest

“Keep making those pretty noises for me sweetheart," you manhandled him on his knees with his ass raised in the air and removed both his pants and underwear, his sweater being the only piece of clothing left. He hid his face on the armrest as you grabbed handfuls of his cheeks

You waste no time in spreading his plump ass making his pink hole twitch as your breath fans over it jerking forward when you press your tongue flat against his rim and you began to take long strips along his hole making him whine pathetically which turned into a string of cusses as you pushed your tongue inside his slick heat

You can barely make out anything he was babbling but you continued to fuck his hole with your tongue, pulling back for a moment, you licked your own fingers, coating them in saliva before pushing two inside of his heat, your tongue joining them, spreading him open while enjoying the way he arched his back against your face

Your cock throbbed and harden between your legs, leaking precum into your boxers as it begged for attention when you finally were able to scissor and put three fingers inside him, is when you decided he was ready and pulled your fingers out of his cunt unbuckling your belt

When Peter saw you pull out your hardening length he felt a wave of nervousness and excitement coursing through him as you gently flipped him over on his back. Slowly, you began pushing into him inch by inch, “You're taking me in so well Peter, just relax for me baby, I’ll always take care of you,” you continued to praise him even as you bottomed out letting him adjust to your size

“I’m ready… you can start moving now…” he said nervously but you both knew when it came down to it he wasn’t shy about wanting your cock at all “Fuck, you feel so good,” you groaned feeling his tightness wrap around you, you began moving slowly inside of him his eyes locked in yours the entire time as you made love to him

“You’re so fucking beautiful Pete,” you added, your voice full of praise making him moan softly “I can’t believe I get to be with you like this…” Wordlessly, Peter pulled you into a passionate, heated kiss. You moaned into his mouth feeling your passion for him growing with each passing moment.

You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer as you continued to thrust into his sloppy hole. "Fuck, baby, you're so fucking sexy," you whispered against his lips making him whimper. "I can't get enough of you." You deepened the kiss, your tongue tangling with his. Peter’s brain turning to mush as he whispered “I love you” over and over again, against your lips

“I love you too baby, M’gonna fill you up so fucking good, gonna make you mine…” your voice thick with lust as you began to thrust harder and faster, slamming your body into his with each movement making him babble and moan loudly from your length dragging along his heat

“Come on baby, let me hear you scream,” you added with your eyes locked on his “Let me hear how much you want it.” He yelled out wordless moans, screaming for your cock so loudly there was no way the Avengers hadn’t heard you two now but neither of you cared at the moment

Your hips moved faster, fucking into him relentlessly “Gonna cum, gonna cum, f-fuck!” You felt him tighten around your hardness making you groan loudly as he screamed, your thrusts becoming sloppy as you both came together, feeling your cum gushing out of your cock filling him up, and his shooting out over his own stomach

“Feel so full…” he said breathlessly, you put a hand over his lower abdomen and pulled out, watching as his cum seeped out of his messy hole, “That was just what I needed,” he said panting and resting his head on the armrest as you chuckled and gently helped him to the shower to get you both cleaned up.

Let’s just say when you guys both came out of your room no one made eye contact and made sure to always ask you two if you were busy before bothering either of you, some of the Avengers made jokes about it (especially Tony) and every time they did Peter would groan and hide us head in his hands making you laugh

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[g4yforethan]

need

pairing: peter parker x male!reader

summary: peter sneaks into reader's room for a steamy night ;)

warnings: top!peter, bottom!reader, smut, cursing

a/n: i love andrew garfield so much and im pissed they didn’t do more with his version of spider-man :(

it was a rainy night in downtown New York and you were in your room finishing up the rest of your chemistry homework. you were halfway through your notes when all of a sudden, you hear a knock on your window. it startled you so you went out to the window to check. facing across the glass window, it was peter in his spider suit drenched in rain. you open it and let him in. "peter oh my god are you okay?" he took his mask off and noticed that he had bruises across his face. "oh yeah just a little issue with a robber a few blocks down." "well here lemme get you a towel." you dry his hair for him and get a bandage for his cut.

"are your parents home tonight?" "uhh no not tonight. they're away on a business trip in new jersey until monday." he seemed delighted to hear this and had a mischievous look on his face. "what? what are you tryna do?" "i mean i was kinda wondering if i was able to stay the night with you.probably do a little more since you're home alone." you blushed considering you were open to the idea. peter gets closer to you and pulls you in for a kiss. you get ahold of his waist as he does your neck as you two leave passionate kisses on each other's lips. you both pause for a moment to breathe. "peter..." he looks at you."yeah baby." "fuck me please." you say this with a look in your eyes that turns peter on even more. "i gotchu baby boy."

the two of you race to get your clothes off and kiss while doing so. you start to reach down and kiss and tease his dick while makes him moan in pleasure. he grabs onto your hair the entire time shoving his dick down your throat. "stop, stop i'm gonna-" you stop and peter tells you to get on all fours. you do so as he smacks your ass and begins to rim your hole. his tounge runs up and down your ass as he jerks you off simotanuelosy. he does this for a few minutes before he taps your hole with his dick. he teases you before going in with slow and deep strokes. each stroke became more passionate and intense as he went faster and grabbed onto your hair. "you like that baby?" "yes peter fuck." "good boy. take my dick."

he lays you on your back and grabs your legs as he sticks his dick back inside you. there, you felt his dick hit your g-spot even harder and you started to roll your eyes back. peter starts to leave hickies all across your neck and chest as you leave scratches all over his back. you moan in his ear telling him how good his dick was. he starts to jerk you off at a high pace and you were ready. "peter i'm gonna- i'm gonna-" you moan as you release a substance you were quite familiar with all over your stomach. without skipping a beat, peter cums as well leaving it on your stomach and face. "stomach i'm fine with but the face. really peter?" he laughed and gave you a kiss. "i'm sorry baby. it was in the moment."

you both clean up and put on pajamas and lay in bed. you give peter another kiss as you lay your head on his shoulder. you put on a movie, specifically back to the future since peter insisted you watch this "80s cult-classic." the rain downgraded to a light drizzle and the setting was comforting now that you were in bed with your boyfriend. you give peter another kiss as he brings you in closer so that your body is almost on top of him. "so uh how long are your parents gonna be gone." "until monday. why?" "oh nothing just wondering. it's gonna be a hot weekend though." you laughed and snuggled next to him.

[nino-rox]

TASM Peter Parker x Male Bottom Reader

Content Warning : NSFW Smut, sexual themes (Blow Job), The Amazing Spider-Man AU, Top Peter Parker and Bottom Male Reader.

Disclaimer : This is a Fan-fiction story written for entertainment purposes only, no part of the story implies or affirms anything regarding real world events or individuals. Please be of the appropriate age ( i.e, Adult as per your country’s stipulations and regulations) before interacting with this post.

The door was locked, and sloppy sounds of someone making out could be heard. Peter grabbed Y/N’s ass and squeezed it as they aggressively made out. “You know, if you’re this into me, you could’ve just asked me out,” said Y/N between kissing Peter. “Haha, let’s go for a test run first,” Peter said as he slid his shirt off. Peter’s fingers ran through Y/N’s hair, pushing him down towards his cock. Y/N kissed Peter’s chest, feeling up every inch of his lean muscular body. As soon as Peter’s dick touched Y/N’s lips, Y/N immediately began deep-throating it, looking up at Peter with a look that clearly told him to fuck his mouth. Peter stroked Y/N’s long brown locks while thrusting his hips forward, grunting pleasurefully. Peter pulled Y/N closer to himself as he lifted one of his legs over his shoulder and pushed deeper into his throat. Peter held Y/N by his hair as he began to harshly fuck his face making Y/N gag on his dick. He started going faster and harder, thrusting his hips forward hard enough to make his balls slap against Y/N’s cheeks. Peter reached around Y/N’s neck with both hands forcing him deeper onto his cock, pulling out to admire Y/N’s fucked out expression and teary eyes.

“How are you still not done?” Y/N managed to say, coughing and letting his throat recover from the abuse. “I want more,” Peter said, sitting on the chair and spreading his legs wide, exposing his still-hard cock craving attention. Peter looked at Y/N, his eyes searching for approval. “Fuck yea,” Y/N said as he licked Peter’s shaft and balls from top to bottom. Y/N opened his mouth wide, so Peter’s cock slipped right inside, wrapping his fat dick around his soft and juicy tongue as Peter moaned, leaning his head back, his body dripping sweat and his mind overloaded by pleasure. Peter grabbed the back of Y/N’s head, pushing it further down, his knees shaking uncontrollably from all the fun he was receiving.

Peter’s body began to tense as he felt his climax building up. He groaned loudly as his body jerked violently, thrusting Y/N’s head deeper onto his dick. Y/N looked up at Peter with an expression that clearly told him he wanted more, begging him to keep fucking his throat. Peter grabbed Y/N by the hair, forcing him to throat even more of his fat cock, pulling out and thrusting back in. Peter’s whole body shook from pleasure as his load shot directly down Y/N’s throat, his orgasm overwhelming his body completely. His breathing became rapid as he moaned uncontrollably. Y/N pulled off, making a popping sound, cum dripping from the side of his mouth; he maintained eye contact with Peter as he licked and swallowed every last bit.

[hellsburners]

test drive nothing

summary: Your date is a fucking asshole so you find two lovely men who are willing to make it up to you. pairing: matt murdock x male reader x peter parker word count: 3.2k  warnings: 18+ warning, alcohol use, some rude guy at a club, threesomes, top!matt, top!peter, bottom!reader, gay sex, semi-public stuff a bit, eiffel towered reader iykwim a/n: sorry for the delay didnt feel good for the past few days, anyway i hope yall like this idk what i was doing with this but if you liked it interractions are very much welcome and appreciated.

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gif credit for peter & matt

Heat rose up from your toes to your head. Music blasting from speakers left and right, neon streams of strobing light lit the dark room. People dancing around and drinking. It’ll be fine, you thought. It was your first time in this club, a Grindr match invited you here so you could hang. You were scanning the room for him, his pic showed a lean man with blonde hair and blue eyes on a beach in California. 

You here? You messaged him. Well, you’ve been messaging him the same question for the past hour, no response. Your cheeks turned red from the anxiety. You nape, turning stiff and sore. 

“Hey,” an arm caresses yours. It was him, he was wearing a black tank top tucked into cargo pants. “So, you ordered a drink?” You shook your head, he called on the bartender and gave you a drink suggestion. Since you weren’t much of a drinker you went with his choice, vodka martini. 

The two of you talked for a few minutes, catching up on typical first date things. You found out that he was a doctor for MetroGen, he liked hockey, and he has a pet dog. He was now a few inches from you, his breath reeking of alcohol, his light blue eyes piercing yours. He tried to inch closer to you, to kiss you. Feeling like he was being too fast you pulled back. 

“Maybe we should go dance?” you asked, standing up from the bar stool. He reluctantly agrees. You gesture to the dance floor. The two of you walk towards the building crowd. You were bumping onto bodies left and right. You were holding your drink, trying not to spill it. A man with brown hair bumps into you, you almost spilled the drinks from the tight space. He told you he was fine and left smiling. You thought of his face, it felt familiar.

“Hey you coming?” your date says, starting to dance. You joined him, slowly feeling into the fast beat of the music. He places an arm at your lower back. Your hands to his shoulders. Your hips moving left and right. He stares at different men passing you by, his gaze on them rather than you. 

You see a guy wink at him and he winks back. You thought he was just friendly, he seemed to be the type. He knew people in the club and he’d greet them left and right. You felt isolated. You look around, people dancing and laughing, it suffocates you. Your hands started to jitter around the glass, you almost felt it slip.

“I think I’m gonna go—” you gestured for the restroom. He grabs your wrist and pulls you back. His arm wrapped tightly across your back. His grip was firm, he reeked so bad of alcohol you hadn't noticed he was actually so drunk from earlier. “Please, let me go. You’re making me uncomfortable.” 

He starts to initiate a kiss. You push him away, he doesn’t budge.

“Come on now babe, we haven’t had much fun yet,” he whispers to your ear, you cringe from his disgusting tone. A hand pulls his arm away. The weight lifted off of you. 

“He said let go, man,” someone says, it was the brunette from earlier. Your date shrieks from the man’s grip. You see his fingers almost crush his wrist. His brown eyes were stern, his brows furrowed. 

“Piss off! That’s my date,” he tries to reach for you. The brunette pushes you aside gently, blocking you away from him. Your date pushes the brunette, taunting him. He tries to take a punch toward the man protecting you, he blocks it. The guy tried to lunge further, to take the brunette by the collar and slam him. You see the brunette clutch his fists, his nails burying in his palms. Too bad for your date the bouncer came in and ushered him out. He went out screaming and cursing. 

“You okay?” the brunette said. He gestured for you to go back to the bar and grab some water. 

“Yeah, fucking prick,” you said soothing your wrist before taking a sip of ice cold water. The shock releases your skin of all the tension. “Knew that app was a hell hole.”

“Met him from Grindr, huh?” he asked, you nodded reluctantly. Now that you were far from the strobe lights and all the different colors you could see his face clearly. You had seen his face before, not from earlier, but from somewhere years ago. Your face contorted to a confused look. 

“Have we met before?” you asked,he smiles.

“Must be the glasses, ditched them years ago.” He points two fingers to his eyes. 

“Oh my god from high school! I know your name I swear,” you tried to search your brain for a name, or the first letter at least. 

“I bet you a million dollars you won’t remember my name, not really a popular guy in high school,” he chuckles. He takes a sip of coke, his arm resting on the bar counter. You close your eyes trying to search for the name.

“Peter Parker!” you shouted. “Venmo me a million dollars right now."

“Well give me your number so I can send it,” he takes out his phone. You smiled, you took his phone and typed the ten digits. “I’ll send it to ‘ya when I win the lottery.” The two of you laugh.

“Wanna dance?” you asked. 

“You sure?” he said, looking confused. 

“Yeah, can’t let one man ruin my night right?” you started backing up towards the dance floor. He was hesitant at frist, following you he takes your shoulder to guide him.

The two of you started to dance. The lights flood your eyes with different colors. You asked if you could put your hands on him, he nodded. You rest your hands on his shoulders. He asked the same question, you nodded as well. You guided his arms around your waist. He was gentle about it. The pressure was so light it felt like nothing. 

You placed a hand on his handsome face, pushing his hair aside. “Do you want to kiss me? I think you wanna kiss me?” he whispered.

“You want to bet another million dollars on that?” you laughed. 

Your lips meet, his soft lips warm on yours. He was everything the man earlier was not. Each step he asked for your consent. His hands were light on your body. His kiss was slow and gentle. He was simply a nice guy. 

He told you that he forgot to mention he was actually meeting with a friend. You got shy thinking he was on a date and you now ruined it but he assured you it was just a friend. A few minutes of chatting led to the two of you laughing at each other’s jokes. It was around midnight already. 

Peter called for someone behind you, you turned to see who it was and it was a man a bit older than him. He wore a black suit and a white shirt and he wore these ruby colored glasses. He was an attractive man, his mouth smirked as he waved at Peter. 

“Hey, this is my friend Matt,” Peter says to your ear, the music almost making it inaudible. Matt smiles as Peter introduces you to him. 

“Sorry for being late, work stuff,” you noticed his eyes behind the glasses focused above your head, never going your way. He’s blind, Peter mouths at you. Oh. Peter told you two to get to know each other as he gets more drinks. 

“You from Midtown?” you asked. 

“Hell’s Kitchen actually, I’m a lawyer,” he says. You told him about how you met Peter in high school. 

“Oh, hence the corporate get-up, I dig it” you said, he laughs, his cheeks showing off his dimples. 

Peter came back with three shot glasses. He hands you and Matt one. He offers a toast and the three of you bring your glasses to a clink. You down the shot, the liquid burning your throats. And the three of you took another shot, and another, and another.

You tap Matt’s shoulder gently. “Let’s dance some,” you say to him.

“Oh no, I don’t dance,” he puts the shot glass down. Waving his hands with hesitation.

“That’s not true, I saw you once!” Peter said, Matt pressed his palm on his mouth and made a shushing sound. The three of you were laughing hysterically. 

“Oh come on do it for me,” you dragged the words. He loosens his tie and joins two of you. 

Peter’s arm was around your shoulder as the two of you danced to the beat, your hips swaying. You held onto the hem of Matt’s sleeve pulling him in. He awkwardly tries to dance with the two of you. It was cute, you thought. Peter was now behind you, your back pressed to his chest. Matt playfully guided your hands to his shoulders, moving his body left and right. It was out of beat but it was the thought that counts. 

Maybe it was alcohol, or the moment, or the fact that there were two very attractive men dancing with you, but you started to feel something. Like heat rising to your cheeks in a good way, your knees feeling weak. Peter placed a kiss on your nape. You ushered yourselves closer to Matt. Peter’s hand went to Matt’s waist pulling him into you. 

Matt placed his arms in your waist, light but stern. You wrapped your arms around his neck. You could smell him, like sandalwood and musk. “You could ask him if you want to. I won’t mind,” Peter said, as if being able to read your mind.

“Can I kiss you?” you asked Matt. Your mind completely focused on the two men with you. Matt giggles and places a kiss on your lips. Peter’s kiss was soft, Matt’s was more heated, like his thick lips were sucking you in. 

“So you two do this a lot?” You pointed at Matt and Peter. 

“Only if the guy is cute.” Peter said. 

“But the two of you?” you chuckled. Peter placed his hands on Matt’s cheek, whispering something in his ears. Matt nods and Peter places a kiss on Matt’s lips. 

“That wasn’t too bad. Can’t believe we haven’t done that before Matt," he pats his back.

“Maybe we can take this party to my place?” Matt said. You looked at Peter, who was also looking at you. You both tell Matt yes. “Let me go get a cab.” 

Now outside, Matt was hailing for a cab. The streets were cold. Peter wraps his arms around you. Body heat, he says. You go on your tiptoes to kiss him again. More feverish this time. You could feel his hardness press on your waist. “Sorry, I couldn't wait, this is so hot.”

Matt arrives, his brows raised in disbelief. A cab waiting for the three of you. Matt tugs on Peter’s collar and shoves him to the front seat. “You sit there and watch.”

You and Matt continue to make out in the back seat. His shirt was now untucked from his waist. His tie was long gone and his shirt opened a bit. He places soft wet kisses to your neck making you moan. The two of you could care less about what the cab driver thought. 

Peter looks at the two of you from the rearview mirror, the erection in his pants stirring. He palms the damn thing. He really could not wait. 

Matt’s hands came to your thigh, your hands peeking through the hem of his shirt, you could feel his bare skin, all warm and hard. The car slowed, you’ve arrived at Matt’s apartment. Peter pays, you and Matt hurrying to the front door. “Hey wait up!” Peter yelled. 

While Matt was fumbling to get his keys Peter pulled you to him. “I’m starting to get jealous here,” he whispers. 

“I want you both, so fucking bad.”

“Then you’ll have us,” he cups your face and kisses you again, his tongue meeting yours. His hand comes to your lower back, playing with the hem of your pants. His fingers slowly going underneath the fabric.

The door unlocks. “Door’s open, you two,” he takes his suit jacket off. 

The three of you were undressing in Matt’s living room, stumbling from getting rid of tight shirts and long pants. You stare at their bodies both scarred, Peter was lean but still muscular, while Matt was more bulky. Their erections form tents in their boxers. 

Peter sat down on the sofa, gesturing for you to sit on him. Matt sits next to him. God they were a sight. You ride Peter’s thigh. Your hands palming his torso. Peter touches your sex, you were also so hard. You whisper to Peter that you’d like to suck him off. He curses and nods.

You go down on your knees, pulling his boxers with you. His long cock springs up, the head a bright red. He points the tip to your lips, you give it kitten licks, the sensitive head throbbed from the motion. 

Matt started to palm his boxers as you sucked Peter off. Your hand wanders to his hairy thighs. Matt releases his cock, it was shorter than Peter’s but still pretty big, what Peter lacked in girth Matt showed off more. You started to stroke his cock, your mouth still on Peter’s. The two men moaned, their eyes closed and their heads held back. 

“Fuck you’re so good,” Peter coos. He takes you to sit on the couch, he goes down on his knees to pleasure you. With his mouth to your cock, Matt went on to leave kisses to your neck, his hand on Peter’s head, pushing him deeper. You moaned so much from it. Your hands go to Matt’s cock, now leaking with precum. 

“I want to fuck you,” Peter said. You asked where the bedroom was and Matt led the two of you to his queen sized bed. Matt sat on the bed, his back to the headboard, you crawled to him and took him in your mouth, the girth filling your warm mouth. Peter massages your ass from the back. Matt jerked his hips making you choke a little, you moaned, your throat vibrating on Matt’s cock. “Moan louder pretty, Matt likes it a lot.”

Peter takes your underwear off. He parted your ass and began to lick in your hole. You moaned on Matt’s cock, he shuddered from the sudden wave of pleasure; he brushed his hand through your hair. “My god sweetheart you’re too good at this.”

You felt Peter’s shaft tapping against your whole. “Condoms?” he asked. Matt gestured for the bedside table. Peter went on to get them. You released Matt’s cock to look for him but he pulled you into a kiss. 

“Peter’s gonna go first, is that okay?” Matt asked in between kisses. You nodded. Peter returned with condoms and a small bottle of lube. He places the condom on his cock, stroking it after with lube. 

“‘You ready?” you nod. Peter slowly presses the tip to your whole, the tight muscle contracts around the head making it tighter.

“Relax for me baby,” Peter coos, rubbing his hands on your back. He fully sheathed himself in you. You felt so full and so good. Peter fucking you while your mouth was on Matt’s cock, it drove you crazy. Peter pulled you to his chest, one hand to your cock while the other teasing your nipples. Matt went to your cock and placed small licks to your shaft, precum dripping from your tip. Matt took you in, your cock hitting the back of his throat as Peter pounded you. Matt choked but kept going. 

“You sound so good taking Peter,” Matt said, his lips swollen red. Your hands brushed through his hair. Peter fucked you so sensually any trace of stinging alleviated from your body. There was fluidity to the way he moved, like a dancer or a gymnast, all steady movement but still so graceful. 

“Fuck, I’m so close,” Peter groaned. 

You felt so close too. Your rhythm became erratic, more lazy and inert. He let out a few more thrusts, emptying inside you. You came on Matt’s lips. Your chest heaving, Peter gave you a kiss on your temple, whispering praises. 

Matt wiped his lips, licking your cum and sucking on his fingers. “My turn,” Matt guided your back to the bed. He took your legs and placed them on both sides of his hips. His cock leaking with pre, he takes the condom packet and places a rubber on him as well, lubing it after. 

You still felt weak from Peter, who was now cradling you in between his legs, your back to his. He is laying down with his back to the headboard resting for a bit. Matt slowly pressed himself into your hole, you groaned. Peter whispered words of comfort to your ears, brushing his hands through your hair as Matt moaned to the feeling of your hole around his cock. 

Matt peppered you with kisses. His hands snaked around your body feeling every bit of skin, his fingertips tracing every crevice and every groove, every bit of fat and muscle. He looked so good, hips thrusting while his dark hair stuck to his forehead drenched in sweat. His mouth agape as he cursed, calling for God's name. 

Peter’s hand went to your cock, now soft and a bit sore. He traced his fingertips on the wet slit, the sensitive tip made you writhe from the sensation. A few moments later you began to harden again. Peter spat on his palm and stroked your cock after. Your eyes closed from all the pleasure. 

You felt your spirit lift from your body. These two men were bringing pleasures to your body you hadn’t known existed. You felt as if your body were ascending to heaven for a second there. 

Matt bent down to give you a fevered kiss. Peter squeezed himself to the kiss. The three of you sharing your tongues and lips. Matt’s stubble pricked your cheeks but it didn’t matter. You felt yourself near another orgasm. You were now a sobbing mess between these two. Matt fucked you harder, you felt his orgasm nearing as well. 

“I’m gonna cum,” you cried. Matt said he was close too, whining your name. Peter pumped your cock until your eyes closed from the pleasure, your hands gripping onto the sheets, your toes curled. Matt’s erratic rhythm came to a stop as he emptied his cum in the condom. Leaving you both a moaning mess. 

The three of you shared one last kiss before crashing onto the bed. Matt went to the bathroom to get you a wet towel. Peter peppered your temples with kisses, whispering praises. Matt came back with the towel and helped you and Peter clean up, he took extra good care with cleaning your behind. 

After that, the three of you laid naked on Matt’s bed, drenched in sweat. You felt yourself drift off to the night. Your head to Matt’s chest and Peter’s arms wrapped around you. 

You wake up to the sound of frying and the smell of cooked bacon. You found yourself tucked in Matt’s blanket, with your boxers on and Matt’s shirt on you. You stood up, your back aching, and went to Matt’s small kitchen. You found the two boys cooking breakfast. It was Matt who noticed you first. 

“Hungry?” he asked, finishing off frying eggs. Peter noticed who Matt was talking to and smiled. He walked towards you to give you a kiss on the forehead, his hands on a plate of bacon and some toast. 

You smirked, very. 

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[thealtoduck]

Wild Side

Peter Parker x Male Black Cat!Reader

Warnings: Smut, friends with benefits, bottom!Reader, jealous top!Peter, shower sex, sex in school showers, anal sex, unprotected sex, fingering, blow job, cum swallowing…

Male Black Cat!Reader: Masterlist

Summary: You and Peter stay behind after class and shower together…

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It was towards the end om gym class, you were hanging out with friends when you heard the bane of your existence speak up from behind you. ”Damn Y/n, if you do any more squats your gymshorts are gonna explode” Flash said flirtily.

”Hey Flash” you said dryly turning around to meet his wandering eyes. He grabbed your arm pulling you out of earshot from your friends. ”So i was thinking maybe you and me could stay after class, wait for the others to leave the locker room and have some fun in the shower”.

”Flash, that time at my place was a one time thing” you said awkwardly. ”Come on, you can’t deny our chemistry” Flash said. ”Flash, you were desperate, i was bored and drunk, i wouldn’t call that chemistry” you told him.

”Fine, don’t worry i’ll find someone else” he said walking off grumpily. You turned to get back to your friends not knowing that a certain brunette boy and his friend had overheard you. Peter couldn’t help feeling slightly jealous of the thought that you and Flash of all people had slept together.

Peter then decided to do something bold he like Flash came up to you while you were with you friends and asked ”Y/n, can i talk to you for a sec?”. ”Yeah sure” you said with a smile now that it was Peter.

”Can i fuck you in the showers later?” Peter asked casually, making your eyes widen as you were caught of guard. Seeing Peter this direct stirred up something inside you making you utter a shy ”Sure”. Then you went back to your friends.

Once the school bell rang people hurried out to the locker rooms as it was your last lesson of the day. Peter came up to you and planted a kiss on your cheek, the two of you hung out for a while in the gym hall until the others had left the locker room.

You then entered it and went to your lockers and started getting undressed. You got your towel out of your locker and then went and found a naked Peter by his locker. He closed his locker and turned to you. The two of you looked each other in the eyes and passionately started making out.

Peter then took you hand and guided you towards the now empty school showers. You put your towels aside and stepped under the showerhead, turning on the water. You made out as you were both getting drenched in it’s warm water.

Peter’s hand slipped down to your now hard cock and he started stroking your it with a firm grip. You moaned softly against Peter’s wet lips. Peter pressed you against the tiled wall, making you gasp as the cold tiles met your back.

Peter then got down on his kness in front of you taking your dick in to his warm mouth. You put your hand in his wet hair as he sucked your fat cock. He moved his head back and forth making you moan softly.

”Peter, you’re doing so good” you praised as Peter moved his tongue up your shaft. You already felt yourself getting close to cumming. ”Peter, i’m gonna cum” you said. Peter continued working your cock until he you spilled your load in his mouth.

”Shit Peter, swallow my cum” you said and Peter did as commaned, swallowing your seed. Your cock went flaccid as Peter stood back up. ”Ready get fucked?” Peter asked. ”You lead” you told him. Peter turned you around making you face the wall, water falling on your back

Peter immediately ran a finger over hole and started pushing one in to loosen you up, he continuly added more as he fingered you open for him. You felt your cock getting hard again as Peter got you ready.

Peter then started teasing you opening with his rock hard cock. ”Ready?” he asked. ”Yeah” you said needily as you pushed your ass against him. Peter lined himself up with your hole and started pushing himself inside.

You groaned as Peter’s thick legth penetrated you. Peter sank his shaft all the way in to your tightness. ”Fuck, so tight on my cock” Peter swore holding your hips firmly. He then slowly started pulling out before once again pushing back in.

You he started thrusting a slow paste. You moaned Peter’s name as he planted kisses on your neck. He then started moving a bit faster as he pushed in to you. He moved you closer to the wall and pinned you against it as he fucked your hole.

Your wet bodies were pressed against each other as Peter then said ”Flash, can’t fuck you like this can he” as his thrusts echoed in the empty shower and locker room. ”No” you whined as Peter’s cock hit your prostate.

”Who’s the only one who can fuck you like this?” Peter asked more dominant than usual, his body pressed hard against yours as he relentlessly fucked you into your tightness. ”You” you said wealky as Peter pounded your ass.

You felt your cock get ready to cum a second time as it was pressed against the shower room wall. ”I’m gonna cum” you said as Peter continued thrusting roughly. ”Cum for me, Y/n” he said fucking you restlessly.

You came once again your seed splashing over the shower wall. Peter chased his own orgasm his hard cock needing release. With one last deep thrust he filled your ass with his seed, once he pulled out his cock, his cum started to leak out of your now gaping ass.

The two of you then helped to wash each other off and got out of the shower. You took your towels and dried yourselves and then went to get dressed. As you both were getting dressed Peter asked ”So when did you and Flash happen?”.

”Oh, that? A couple of months ago like a week before i met you and we started you know…” you explained. ”Oh…” Peter said suprised. ”What?” you questioned. ”I kinda thought it was a more recent thing which is kinda why i wanted to do this, i kinda got a little jealous” Peter confessed.

”Well then i guess i should get you jealous more often” you teased him making him laugh. Once you both were finished you left the locker room together.

”Wanna come to my place and watch a movie?” Peter asked excitedly.

”Yeah, sure” you said and took Peter’s gentle hand in yours as you walked away from the school.

[alabastersmutzz]

Peter Parker X Male reader smut headcanons

Experience

Hes not very experienced, probably lost his virginity to you, so hes learning as he goes along

He does want to make you feel good though, so he does a lot of research (porn lol)

Dom/sub, top/bottom

Prefers to be bottom, although if you ask him to top he will

SUB. SUB SUB SUB 100% SUB LIKE-

LOOK AT THAT ^ HES SO SUBBY AHHHHHH

Position

It depends on how hes feeling tbh, if hes in a mood for lovey dovey, vanilla sex, missionary definitely

HOWEVER if hes feeling a little kinky~ hes definitely flexible ;) doggy style, against tbe wall, he likes a lot

Kinks

MASSIVE praise kink like-

Call him a good boy and he'll be cumming in his pants

Also definitely likes to be webbed up😋

He also enjoys 69ing while hanging upside down

Suit kink for sure, being in the spiderman suit while doing it turns him on

What he likes even MORE is when YOU wear the spider suit~

Overstimulation🤭

Spanking

Nicknames

He likes to be called:

Babe

Baby

Bug

Petey

Good boy

Pretty

Good little slut

He likes to call you:

Babe

Baby

Sir

Daddy

Looks

BIG dick

Like 8-9 inches (thank you spider bit for making everything bigger ;))

EVEN BIGGER ass

Like it's P L U M P

^Mmm😋

Other

He REALLY likes hickeys, on you or himself

Hes very vocal, whimpering, moaning, screaming your name

Hes very shy at first, but the more comfortable he gets with you the more confident/slutty he gets, he'll even tease you in public sometimes

Lowkey (highkey) likes to be manhandled

LOVES to be rimmed

[deadduvznap]

boypussy peter parker hes so cute he gives me major subby vibes :( id love to fuck him into the mattress <333 putting him on his tummy nd fucking him so hard his back arches sm :(((( i wanna pull his har so badly nd kiss down his back hed be so teary and whiney and drooley and hed be so messy and because hes so sensitive he would be SO wet hed literally be dripping everywhere and telling him "such a drooly little cunt, youre making such a fucking mess everywhere baby" and hed love it so much hes so loud and responsive hed agree w what ur saying like if you call him a good boy hed moan so loudly and agree w you like full on babbling out shit like "m your good boy" ..... daddy kink peter. i will not hear otherwise. hed say stuff like "im daddy's good boy" "id do anything for you daddy" STOP IM DYING. ugh hed be such a good boy for you literally you could not ask foe a more perfect sub and hear me out ik i say this for everyone but hed love sucking dick. maybe ill get into that on another post.

more bp peter :)

[havensins]

pls pls idk if this is where we send submissions but pls pls write abt ftm whinny whimpery mess peter parker or marc spector as theyre being bred by reader, creampie after creampie. Marc or Peter depending on who u choose to write for are a mess, moaning, whimpering and letting out pathetic noises, covered in bites and hickies fhkshfjddjjdjdjd The reader is rough with them but still peppers them with soft kisses and sweet nonsense in their ears as theyre being fucked

i chose to do peter parker for this bc it just fits so well?? like omg just think about it.

ftm peter who’s on his back with his legs wrapped around your waist as he holds you so close that your chests touch. he’s weakly scratching at your back as you fuck into him.

he couldn’t even remember how many times he’d came or how many times you came, he just knows he can feel the warmth of your cum being fucked back into him with every thrust.

and peter, bless his heart, is already so sensitive by nature! with the first time you cum in him, he’s already trembling and shaking and.. and then you don’t stop. you keep fucking him like he’s your own personal toy to use as you leave load after load in his cunt.

and the balance between the rough snaps of your hips into his cs the way you’re holding him as if he’s glass nearly gives him whiplash. he’s trembling in your hold as you kiss down his neck, and you can feel his short nails scratching at your back when you hold him flush to your hips as you cum in him once again.

pulling away, he looks so perfect. you wish you had a physical camera to take a picture of the sight. he’s littered in hickies and bite marks. his hair is splayed over the pillows in a messy fashion, he’s flushed red and covered in a light sheen of sweat.

the moment is so perfect, you couldn’t help but rock your hips up a little. “how much more do you think i could stuff your pretty pussy, peter?” you ask him, still rocking into him slowly. “wan’ your cum,” he whines, gasping harshly and you can feel the vice like grip his gummy walls had on your cock.

you just grin down at him, draping your body over his as you kiss behind his ear. “you can have whatever you’d like,”

[blvel4goon]

Peter Parker x Top male reader

This is my first ever work so please..forgive me if its bad!!

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Disclaimer: NSFW,minors and f!readers dni!

TW: blowjobs,jerking off?? And its really short,Idk what the fuck

In the heart of New York City, the cold air enveloped New York city as Peter made his way through the familiar streets where he played as a child with his best friend M/N who he had a crush on..and a strong desire to fuck him...The weight of his textbooks in his backpack only reminded him of the study session that he agreed on.

Navigating the dimly lit stairwell of M/N's apartment building, Peter approched his best friend's door with a mixture of anticipation and nervous energy...he didn't want anything to go wrong..and he certainly didn't want to embarrass himself infront of M/N. The thruth is that he had a crush on his friend for a really long time,but was too scared to talk about it with him.As he reached the final steps,the worn sole of his shoe caught on and uneven edge,causig him to trip and fall a couple of steps down. The door swung open, reaveling M/N who got scared of the loud noise and decided to check what was that about..

"Gosh..you scared me Parker,you good?" M/N helped him get up of the stairs and help him into his apartment.

"Yeah,yeah, just a little..stumble on the stair. No big deal"

Peter,sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck as he smiled awkwardly.

"Spider-Man stumbling on stairs? That's a headline i never thought i'd see."..Peter's face got ever reder if thats even possible.

,,W-well,all superheroes have their c-clumsy moments..right?''

M/N,still laughing: "Totally.Come on in, Spidey. Wathc out for the floor or you might trip over nothing again" Parker,with a shy smmile: "Noted..i'll try to stick to swinging from buildings next time"

After a focused study session where peter couldn't concentrate,only thinking about his friend and how badly he wanted him in this moment. M/N closed the textbook with a decisive thud. He suggested to go to his room with a warm smile that Peter could melt from. M/N lead Parker away from the living room towards the sanctuary of his room.

As they continued chatting about everything and nothing, Peter found himself stealing glances at M/N when he thought the other wasn't looking. He marveled at the curve of his friend's smile and thr way his muscles flexed everytime he moved, he felt himself getting more and more turn on by his best friend. M/N,raising an eyebrow with a playful smirk:"Hey,dude, you've been staring at me a lot tonight. What's going on? You nervous or something?"

Peter stammering as always: "N-nervous? No,no,not at all. Just lost in the thoughts. Thinking about you know..s-scoence stuff?"

M/N moved closer teasingly: "Science stuff,huh? You sure it's not more like..Me stuff?" Peter tried to help himself from this embarrassing situation: "W-what? No! I mean..yes! Youre my b-best friend,but its just..nothing don't worry!" He could feel his face getting reder and a bulge forming in his pjama pants but quickly covered himself with a blanket.

"Okay, seriously Pete! You can tell me anything" M/N grabbed him by his thighs..sending a shiver up to his aching member.

Peter tried not to make any sounds, trying not to alarm his best friend of anything. "A-alright,fine..it's just..i've been thinking about you a lot lately..about us..h-how close we are,and maybe it's just me overthinking,b-but.."

"but what?" M/N smirked, hearing his best friend like that really turned him on,all frustered and whimpery. He got closer to Peter..he sat between peters legs..slightly spreeding them apart as he saw the bulge in Parkers pants.

Peter's eyes widen open,he felt the touch of M/N's hands on his toned body..traveling up to the waistband of his pants:"w-what..are you d-"

His sentence was cut short by his own moan as M/N took his cock into his hand..long and slow strokes followed by Peters whimpers and heavy breathing.

"I like you too Parker,and i can see..that you like me too" M/N looked down at his bestfriend's cock..throbbing in the palm of his hand as he teased the head. Peter could only moan and gasp for air as M/N toyed with his sensitive member.

"i c-can't..please M/N.." His bestfriend only smirked..his lips met Peters in a hungry and passionate kiss. "You like it spidey?When i play with it like that?" M/N teased, kissing Peter's neck while stroking his cock faster.

"f-fuck..yes,yes i love it please-" Parker started moving his hips, trying to get more friction.

M/N suddenly went down on Peter..licking the slit with his tongue before taking his cock down his throat..it made him gag a little but he wanted to listen to these moans.

"a-AAH-..M/N..fuck!" Parker moaned loudly..his legs shaking as his bestfriend bobbed his head up and down on his member..his fingers found their way into M/N's hair..gripping them softly. M/N's skilled tongue teased Peters shaft..making him moan ever more,he could feel his orgams building up as he thrusted his hips into M/N's throat.

"f-fuck- ahh..im g-gonna cuuum!" Peter's body shuddered as he felt M/N's moans aroud this cock. He pulled Peter's member out of his mouth..and started stroking it again.."f-fuck! Pete,you made me tear up..i like it" He smirked as he teased Pete's dick some more before he came on M/N's face..legs shaking and his eyes rolling back in his head. "Ahh- O-h my god..t-too much!" Parker cried out as his swollen cock twitched in M/N's hand..

"Good job Peter..but were not done yet..."