It was a dark, cold January night. The snow was slowly falling down onto the earth. Such a peaceful night. But not for a brown-haired man that sat on a bar chair at the bar in one of the most luxurious hotels in New York city, wearing long black dress. The music was loud and the room was filled with rich young and old men and women that the man was always putting down. The man was sipping his wine and looking around for a nice face that he would fit his preferences and that he would into him into his apartment in the hotel.
“May I order you a drink?” a smooth voice said from the right side of the brown-haired man. He turned around to face the source. And he couldn’t complain. The man that was sitting next to him was everything he wanted from a man that night. He was tall, masculine, his blonde hair was shining like a gold underneath the light and his eyes? Oh his eyes so blue that the brown-haired man could get drown in them.
The man gave him a smirk.
“So?” he asked. “May I?”
“Well of course,” the brown-haired man replied with a smile. The man then gestured something to the bartender and then he turned his attention towards the man in front of him.
“So, what’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this all alone?” the man asked. The shorter man laughed a little.
“Well, what do you expect I’m doing here?” the brown-haired man asked with a smile.
“Well, it’s not for any business meeting and I do not see a ring on your finger so I think you’re here for the same thing as I am,” the man said with a smile.
“And that would be?” the shorter man asked with a smirk. The taller man couldn’t help but laugh.
“My, you’re pretty and funny too,” the man said. The shorter man on his left couldn’t help but laugh.
“Excuse me sir but may I know who you are?” the brown-haired man asked.
“Why?” the taller man replied.
“I would like to know the name of the man I would probably end up moaning tonight,” the brown-haired male said with a smile.
“Well…that’s up to you,” the taller man replied. “Who would you say I am?”
“Well, I would say you’re Mastroianni,” the brown-haired man said with a smile. The blonde started to laugh at that.
“Really?” he asked.
“Well, I would like to say yes, but that’s not possible,” the brown-haired male said. “After all he’s in the ground underneath the dirt, and not sitting here on my right.”
“Well…perhaps he can for tonight,” the blonde man said with a smile as he placed the palm of his hand onto the shorter man’s tight. The shorter man’s face reddened at the sudden movement form the taller man.
He then leaned in to kiss the blonde on the lips.
“My,” the brown-haired man said after their lips parted. “I wouldn’t say you’re not much older than me, but your lips are sure chapped.”
The taller man laughed a little.
“Oh darling, how are you so sure I’m not old?” he asked.
“Well, are you?” the brown-haired male asked looking to his wine and then back at the taller man.
“Is twenty-seven too old for you?” he asked and the brown-haired male smirked.
“I don’t know, is twenty-two too young for you?” the shorter male asked and the taller one laughed.
“No, not a problem at all,” he replied. A smile appeared on the face of the man that was sitting on his left. He then grabbed the taller man by his collar and pulled him into a kiss. After their lips parted ways again the shorter male licked the ear of the taller one.
“Then it’s not a problem for me too,” he whispered into his ear. “How about we took the rest of the action somewhere where we can have privacy?”
“Well of course,” the blonde replied.
The brunette then grabbed him by his hand and walked with him towards the elevator. Once the door to the elevator closed the taller man started to kiss the shorter man as if there was no tomorrow.
"Oh...oh sir, please wait a little,” the shorter man begged.
“How can I when you’re looking so beautiful?” the older man asked.
The younger man managed to keep the older man from assaulting his lips for the rest of the ride on the elevator. But once they got to the door of his apartment and he opened it, the older man fell onto the ground with him and started at kiss him. He then moved and started to kiss his neck
“Ah…sir,” the younger man moaned.
“Please before I sleep with you, I would like to know one thing,” the older man said.
“And that is?” the younger male asked.
“I want to know your identity,” the man said. “Who are you?”
“Well, you can guess,” the younger man said. “But I doubt you’ll figure that out.”
“And why do you think that?” the blonde man asked.
“Well, because tonight I have no identity, I’m simply whatever you want me to be,” the shorter man said. “Beautiful, stupid or smart, thin or not, mute or so noisy that even insect will cover their ears, I’m whatever you want me to be.”
That was all the older man needed. He then picked the younger man up from the ground and carefully carried him towards the bed. He then put him onto the sheets and slowly started to put down his underwear.
“I didn’t know you’ll be such a slut,” the older man said as he ran his finger over the shorter man clit. “First the black dress and now panties underneath it all?”
“Ahhhh….sir,” the shorter man moaned as he heard the belt on the pants of the older man unbutton and a drop following soon after it. The older man then lied on top of the younger man kissing him as he turned them both around. Before the brown-haired man noticed it he was sitting on top of the older man, feeling his harden cock against his ass.
The older man then handed a condom to the younger one. He slowly moved lower and put the condom into his mouth.
The younger man then slowly put the cock of the older one into his mouth, putting a condom onto it.
“Ahh…darling,” the older man moaned. “You’re doing great sweetheart.”
The younger man put the condom onto the older man’s cock. Once he was done, he decided that he’ll still tease him a little. He kitten licked the tip of his cock making the older man moaning mess.
“Ah…stop,” the older man moaned, but the younger man just smirked and continued to lick his cock.
Bad choice.
Before he knew it the older man grabbed him and forced him to turn around on his back.
“You should’ve listened to me darling,” the older man said and without a warning thrusted into the younger man’s vagina.
“AHHHH…please,” the younger man cried. Tears filled his eyes as the older man started to thrust into him faster and faster.
“That’s what you get you slut,” the older man said and slapped the ass of the younger man causing him to let out another cry again. “Should’ve listened when I told you to stop.”
The whole room was filled with cries and moans that left the younger man’s body. He only knew one thing and that was that it’s gonna be a long night.
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The younger man was the first to wake up. He turned around and noticed the older man laying next to him. He smiled and kissed him on the lips.
Normally person wouldn’t do it with their one-night stand. But this wasn’t a normally. And neither a one-night stand.
The man laying next to him was the most narcistic, selfish, annoying but also the kindest and most caring person in the universe.
Harry Osborn.
His husband.
The shorter man was looking forward to the next weekend to repeat this all over again. He then lifted up his head and looked at the clock and his eyes widened.
“Shit,” he thought as he started to get out of the bed as fast as he can, but something stopped him. He turned around and noticed his husband holding him by his hand. Before he knew it he was back in the bed in his husbands warm hug.
“Harold, let go it’s late,” the shorter man said angrily hitting the older man onto his arm.
“Pete, calm down, it’s not like the world is ending,” Harry said while he was nuzzling his husband’s hair.
“Harold, it’s already ten AM and I need to pick up my children,” Peter said and the older man laughed a little.
“Relax darling, you’re babying them too much, after all they are children of a God, they can take care about themselves,” the older man said.
“Maybe, but also children of the biggest selfish bastard in the whole multiverse,” Peter said.
“Yeah, lots of people like to say that I indeed am big,” the older man said with a laugh and the younger one groaned.
“But relax, I’ve only got my eyes for you,” Harry said and kissed his husbands head. “So, let’s stay for a while.”
Peter hated the fact that he always let the older man have his ways with him. But it’s as his family always used to say, it’s all sacrifice in the name of love.