Will you be here when I fall?
Tony didn’t know how to feel about the boy Peter was hanging out with.
Tony knew he himself was three years older than Pepper but they were at a mature enough age when they met so the age difference meant nothing. This boy, no, man was four years older than Peter. He was closer to Harley’s age than he was to Peter’s age and Tony felt sick at the thought.
He just didn’t know how to say it to Peter.
Of course he was over protective of him, why wouldn’t he be after everything but Tony was afraid that if he told Peter his concerns then Peter would stop telling him stuff about this new friend of his. This much older friend of his.
Tony walked into the kitchen and found Peter looking in the fridge for something so Tony walked over and leaned against the counter. “Hey you.”
“Hi.” Peter grabbed the juice and poured himself a glass. He could sense his dad looking at him still so he turned to him. “What? Why are you staring at me like that?”
“I’m not. Are you going out with Kyle today?” He couldn’t prevent the way he said the man’s name, like it left a bad taste in his mouth. Peter was completely oblivious to it though, just like he was oblivious about the fact that the man was probably only trying to get in Peter’s pants.
Peter chugged the last of his juice and put the glass in the sink. “Yeah. We’re going for ice cream then we’re probably just gonna hang out for a bit.”
Tony nodded. He wanted to know more. He didn’t know nearly enough. All he knew was that Peter apparently met the guy through some friends at high school but the guy was twenty one years old so Tony had no idea how that was possible. He also knew that Peter really liked him. Peter was never into dating, at least not how Harley was at his age, even younger, although he would tell Tony and Pepper about his crushes on girls at school. So Tony didn’t know what Peter’s sexuality was.
He would love him no matter what because Tony believed that love is love no matter who you are, but he did have a problem with this kind of… love.
“That sounds like fun. So do you really like him?” Tony flat out asked. His heart was beating way too quickly and his hands were sweating, they always did whenever Peter was going out with this guy. Tony didn’t trust him.
Peter’s face flushed red. “Yeah. I guess. He’s nice.”
“Yeah, I’m sure he is. What else is he like?”
“Uhhh…” Peter shrugged and then his phone buzzed so Peter gasped and pulled it out, seeing a text. “Oh! He’s here. I gotta go. Bye dad. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
Tony hesitated but he followed Peter to the front door. “I’m coming out with you.”
“What? No no no. That’s okay.”
“No.” Tony insisted. “I want to meet this boy.” He could see the fear on Peter’s face so Tony ruffled his hair that Peter now immediately had to flatten out. “Don’t worry. I’m not gonna embarrass you.” Tony opened up the front door and walked out before Peter had the chance to stop him.
He spotted the same white BMW that picked Peter up almost everyday for the past two weeks. Tony leaned against the guy's car. “Hey, Kyle.”
Kyle had been looking on his phone and didn’t notice Tony walking out so the look on his face when he noticed Peter’s father was standing there was priceless. “Oh. Mr. Stark. It’s so nice to meet you. Let me just get out of my car to properly say hello.”
Tony liked that so far. He stepped aside and looked at the guy head to toe. It wasn’t like Tony didn’t know what he looked like, Tony did. He saw the pictures Peter showed of the two of them together and he also may or may not have watched Peter leave with him out the window a few times.
Kyle stuck his hand out for him to shake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Pete tells me so much about you and your guy’s close relationship. I’m glad that he has you in his life.”
Tony looked over at Peter and felt his heart burst a bit. He loved his and Peter’s relationship so it melted him that Peter talked so highly of him to this guy. Even though Tony didn’t fully trust him. At all.
He didn’t know his true intentions with his son. Although he had a strong idea.
“Wow, Pete.” Tony pulled him closer and ran his fingers through his hair. He was curious if Peter told him about his… history. He assumed he did. If Kyle didn’t already know, considering that he was all over the news at two separate points in his life.
“Okay okay. You’re embarrassing me.” Peter reached for Kyle's hand and moved away from Tony. “Can we go? I’m craving chocolate ice cream.”
Tony clenched his fists when he saw Kyle reach for Peter and rub his hand down his back, stopping just before his butt. “Watch those hands, buddy.” He said, trying to sound sweet but it came out a bit like a threat.
Kyle immediately removed his hands away and Peter’s face reddened. “Dad.”
“What?” Tony backed up to open the driver's seat door for Kyle. “You guys have fun. I want him home before dark. I trust you’ll respect that.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll have him home before the sun goes down.”
Tony would see about that. He waved bye to them as Kyle backed out of the driveway and waited until they were out of sight before going inside.
Peter sighed heavily once they were out of view. “I’m sorry about that. He’s…”
“Protective of you.” Kyle finished his sentence for him.
“Yeah.” Peter laughed shyly.
“Don’t be sorry. I think it’s cute. And important. He obviously cares about you a lot. Some parents just… don’t. So don’t apologize to me.”
Peter nodded and looked over at Kyle, feeling his stomach swirl like it always did when he was with him. “Don’t listen to what he said. About the touching thing. Cause you can still touch me. If you want to.”
Kyle didn’t hesitate to reach over and squeeze Peter’s inner thigh, keeping his hand there as he did so. “Good.”
Back at home, Tony walked inside the house and couldn’t relax. He hated when Peter went out with this man. He wouldn’t mind if the guy was the same age as Peter but he was twenty one years old! Tony was going crazy. He knew what twenty one year old men were like and why they only wanted to date people younger than them. For sex.
And Tony knew Peter wasn’t ready for that yet but he also knew Peter liked to please people. Especially older males. Steve was at fault for that.
Peter was always trying to please him and Harley especially when he saw that they were upset. He did the same thing with Morgan and Pepper too but not as much.
Karen explained to them from a young age that Peter was always like that and likely would always be like that. So Tony was scared of the power this man had over Peter.
Pepper walked downstairs and saw Tony pacing. “Oh. Is Peter with Kyle?”
Tony nodded. “What do you think.” He didn’t mean to snap but he was nervous. He was terrified of getting a text from Peter asking him to come and get him and find out that Peter was taken advantage of. He was so naïve and it terrified Tony to no ends.
“I Uh, I should just call him and see how things are going.”
Pepper sighed. “Tony.”
“You’re right.” They just left not even an hour ago. “I should text him.” He pulled out his phone and sent a text to Peter’s number.
Tony: Hey, bud. Just checking in. You having fun?
He sat down on the couch and waited for a reply which he received a painstakingly long seven minutes later. It was a picture of Peter holding up an ice cream cone in the passenger seat and Kyle holding up his in the driver’s seat with the text just eating ice cream.
Tony felt a bit better.
He still couldn’t stop the anxiety racing through him though.
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The front door unlocked and opened just as the sun had started to set.
Tony walked over to greet him and check to make sure he was okay. “Hey, baby. How was your date?”
Peter paused to look at him, a small grin on his face. “It wasn’t a date. We’re just friends.”
“Yeah? Does he know that?”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Tony hesitated. “Does he kiss you?”
“No.” Peter looked at Tony strangely then walked into the kitchen to grab a snack. “We’re just friends, dad.”
Tony nodded. That was a bit comforting to hear. “So… tell me about it. What did you guys do?”
“We ate ice cream then we talked in his car for a bit then we went to the park and just walked around for like an hour then he dropped me off at home.” Something was off with Peter. Tony could tell but he didn’t want to push it.
He would get more out of him later. “That sounds like fun. So are you guys going out together tomorrow?”
Peter froze before grabbing a glass of milk. “No. We were going to but uh, I remembered that I have homework so like, we can’t. I’m gonna go shower. Bye.”
Tony watched him walk away then looked over at Pepper. “That was weird, right? Something happened?”
“I don’t know. Just let him be for a bit before going to check up on him.”
Tony didn’t know how to feel about that. He felt the need to go hug him and tell him that everything is going to be okay. That was the hard part about Peter being older, before, he would just need a hug and a long cuddle from Tony. Maybe a bottle or two. Now though, he wanted to be alone and for Tony to figure out what was wrong with him all by himself.
After about an hour, Tony and Pepper both agreed on having a talk with Peter about this. It was serious and as badly as Tony wanted Peter to still come and talk to him, he needed Peter to know what he had to tell him.
He knocked on his bedroom door. “Yeah?”
Tony opened it, seeing Peter sitting on his bed with a half glass of milk on his nightstand table. Tony smiled sadly. It felt like just yesterday he was giving Peter a bottle because he needed that to sleep. It was absolute hell to take it away from him but they managed to do it. Although Peter still often got himself a glass of milk before bed. More like every single night.
“Hey. Your mom and I just want to talk to you. Can you come into our room?”
Peter turned to look at him. “Am-am I in trouble?”
“No, baby. But it is a serious conversation. Come.” He led a reluctant Peter into his room and gestured for him to sit on the bed while he shut the door behind him. He then took a seat next to Pepper by the headboard so Peter was sitting at the bottom of the bed, facing them.
“This is about Kyle, isn’t it?”
Tony wasn’t going to lie. “Yeah. He seems like a nice man.” Tony started off as to not scare Peter away. “I’m glad I got to meet him today. Do you really like him?”
Peter shrugged and it wasn’t what either parents were expecting. “Yeah. He’s nice. And funny.”
“Are you guys dating, Peter?” Asked Pepper, plastering a fake smile on her face even though she didn’t like the idea of her little boy dating a much older boy.
Peter shrugged again. “No. I don’t know. Maybe not yet.”
“Well, do you want him to be your boyfriend?” She asked and Peter shrugged again. “You know, your father and I would love you no matter what. So you can tell us if you’re gay. We would love you the same no matter what, honey.”
Tony added onto that. “We just want to make sure you’re with someone who will respect you and treat you well. I don’t care if they’ve got a penis or a vagina or if they’re black, white, purple, pink, I don’t care. We just want you to be happy.”
Peter chuckled at that. He was picturing a purple person. His dad always found a way to make him laugh. His smile fell a bit as he thought about it. He didn’t know. “I’m bi maybe? I don’t know. I just don’t know. But I really like him, dad.” He turned to Tony to try and make him happy, wanting to prove to his father that he was happy with Kyle. “He’s a really good guy. He’s nice to me.”
“I hope so. I’m just really concerned about the age gap, Peter.”
Peter knew this was coming. He threw his head back with a groan. “Seriously? You and mom are like five years apart. So what?”
“We’re three years apart. And we met in our mid twenties. We had the same maturity level at that point in our lives.” That was partly the truth. Tony was extremely immature but that wasn’t the point, they weren’t children when they met.
“I’m mature. I’m seventeen. He’s just twenty one. It’s not that big of a deal!” He tried to prove his point and was getting too worked up over it.
“Peter,” Tony tried to remain calm. “You are a child. He’s an adult. I’m worried that he’s just trying to take you to bed.”
Peter’s face scrunched up in obvious confusion. “What’s that mean?”
With a sigh, Tony turned to Pepper. He was trying so hard not to blow his top off. He placed a reassuring hand on Peter’s knee. “Peter. It means he’s trying to get in your pants.” A pause. Peter was still looking at him. “He wants to take your virginity, Peter.”
Peter pulled away from him and avoided any eye contact. “No. No. He’s not like that…” Peter thought back to the few occasions when Kyle tried to make a move on him. Peter backed away and Kyle immediately stopped then Peter felt guilty after. Then he regretted pulling away and told himself he wouldn’t pull away the next time but when the next time came, he got scared again and pulled away.
Tony knew it was what the guy wanted. He was twenty one and Peter was only seventeen.
“Honey,” Pepper tried. “he’s too old for you. I know you really like him. Your father and I just don’t want you to get hurt. We want you to understand that-”
“No. No. Stop. I don’t care.” Peter didn’t want to hear this so he pulled his knees up to his chest. “You guys don’t know what you’re talking about. We’re just friends anyways! He’s nice and I like him.”
“Peter-”
“No. Stop. I don’t care what you have to say about him.”
Tony didn’t know what else to say. He wasn’t surprised Peter was attracted to a male. He wondered Peter’s sexuality when he was younger and of course it didn’t matter but he didn’t want Peter going after an older guy. Peter found himself attractive to him because in Peter’s eyes, Kyle was older and could take care of him. Tony hated how that was all because of Steve.
Tony reached a hand out and grabbed Peter’s hand in his. Peter couldn’t ever pull away from physical affection from him. “I love you. And I’m not saying this stuff to hurt you. I’m saying it because I want you to understand that some older guys go after younger people just for sex. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Peter breathed heavily at that.
“Baby, please listen to what your mom and I are saying. He’s too old for you. I know you like him a lot but be careful.” Tony brushed the curls off his face. As he got older, the curls seemed to disappear more and more and it hurt to watch his little boy grow up but it was also so beautiful.
“Well… you’re wrong. Both of you. He isn’t like that. He-he’s nice.”
Tony didn’t know what that meant and why Peter kept saying that. “Peter-”
“No. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I’m going to bed.” Peter hesitated at the bedroom door before leaving. Tony waited for his bedroom door to slam shut then he placed his head in his hands.
“And I thought age fourteen was difficult with him.”
Pepper got up. “He’s too young to understand but he thinks he’s old enough to understand and that he’s mature.”
That was spot on. Tony didn’t know what to do.
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It had been over an hour after Peter went to bed. Tony walked into his bedroom to check on him like he did every single night.
He looked at Peter’s restful perfect little body and wanted to wrap him in a bubble and protect him from the evils in the world. He would go as far as to stop Peter from seeing Kyle but that might start Peter sneaking around and Tony didn’t want that.
He spotted Peter’s phone on the bed next to his hand meaning that he fell asleep while on it.
Now Tony wanted to know what he was doing on it.
He carefully reached for his phone, making sure not to touch his hand as he removed it from his bed. Once Tony had it in his hand, he quietly left his bedroom and retreated back to his room, shutting the door behind him.
Pepper looked up. “What?”
“I just stole Peter’s phone.” He admitted and began pacing. Shit. He felt guilty. He was invading Peter’s personal privacy but he also wasn’t doing it because he was nosy, he was doing it because he needed to know for his child’s own safety.
“You didn’t.” Pepper put her computer away and sat up straighter. “Tony. No. Go put it back right now. You have no right to go through his stuff.”
Tony couldn’t stop now. “I want to see his text messages between him and Kyle.” He sat down on the bed and opened his phone, seeing four texts from Kyle.
He unlocked his phone, already knowing his password and reading the four last texts.
Kyle 10:57pm Are you there??
Kyle 10:59pm I guess I’ll talk to you tmr
Kyle 11:01pm Good night
Kyle 11:09pm Text me when you wake up. I’m sorry about today
Tony gasped and turned to Pepper. His heart dropped. What happened today?
Pepper grabbed the phone from Tony and started scrolling up on the messages. Most of it was them just talking about what food they wanted to try, random discussions about some video game so Pepper scrolled further down to one hour ago.
Tony grabbed the phone from her. He needed to read this for himself.
Kyle 9:34pm Heyy! I had fun today
Peter 9:35pm Yeaa
Kyle 9:35pm Are you still upset about today?
Tony looked at Pepper for her reaction. “What the hell happened today?”
“Do you think they did anything?”
Tony saw red. “If Kyle tried anything, I’ll kill him.” He thinks Peter would have told him though.
He continued reading the texts, hoping they talked about it so he knew.
Kyle 9:37pm I’m sorry if I freaked you out. I really like you. You’re different, don’t be mad at me
Peter 9:38pm I’m not mad at you. I’m sorry too
Tony fists clenched shut. Why the hell was Peter apologizing for whatever it is that happened.
Kyle 9:39pm Do you ever want to have sex then?
Tony felt physically sick. He turned to look at Pepper and had to put the phone down for a few moments to calm down. “What the fuck.” He whispered. “That’s it. Peter isn’t seeing this guy again. I don’t care. I don’t fucking care.”
“Wait. What did Peter say?” She picked the phone back up to read it.
Peter 9:42pm I don’t know lol. I don’t really think about it. I’m sorry
Peter 9:44pm Are you mad that I don’t like Wanna do that kinda stuff???
Tony’s heart broke as he read that. His poor baby boy.
Kyle 9:45pm Of course I’m not mad. I’ll wait for you when you’re ready
Kyle 9:46pm But you gotta have sex one day lol you can’t stay a virgin forever
Peter 9:48pm Lol
Peter 9:50pm Maybe it’s just cause like you’re older and stuff
Kyle 9:50pm True. But that means I have more experience so I can guide you through it if that makes you feel better about it. I promise I’ll go slow. Dw
Tony wanted to cry. His kid was obviously uncomfortable and didn’t want to have sex so why the fuck was this man trying to convince him if he was so nice like Peter kept saying he is.
Peter 9:55pm Yeaa but I just don’t think I’m ready just yet
By Peter’s late replies, Tony could tell that he was thinking about it, probably debating about what to say.
Kyle 9:55pm Makes sense. I was the same way. I was so nervous for my first time
Peter 9:58pm I also don’t really know what to do so like I probably wouldn’t be any good for you anyways
Kyle 9:59pm You’ll be good, trust me
Kyle 10:01pm So what do you say?
Tony was almost going to have a panic attack. “What the fuck is wrong with this man?”
“Well at least you were right about him only wanting to get in Peter’s pants.”
“Of course I’m right. I’m always right when it comes to Peter.” He forced himself to calm down to finish the texts.
Kyle 10:03pm Pete, I know you’re there. Stop ignoring me. Just be honest with what you want
“Peter is being honest.” Pepper whisper yelled. “But Kyle keeps pushing him off.”
Peter 10:05pm Relax I just went downstairs so stop spamming my phone. I just don’t want to have sex yet. I’m scared so stop
“That’s my boy. Speak your mind.” Tony said, his heart breaking though.
Kyle 10:06pm I don’t want you to be scared. I can help you with that. I promise I’ll go slow and make it feel good. Let’s just try
Peter 10:06pm Lol you told me it’ll hurt the first time so now you’re saying it’ll feel good liar
Kyle 10:08pm Okay well I didn’t mean to scare you. It hurts the first time but I promise I’ll go really slow. Even if you can just take the tip the first time
Peter 10:15pm I don’t know. I just don’t want to. It just scares me and like I don’t think I’m ready yet
Tony looked over at Pepper who was wiping a tear off her cheek. He felt the same way. He hated how this guy was clearly trying to get his son in bed with him, take his virginity then he would be done with him, leaving Peter broken.
Kyle 10:16pm You can’t stay a virgin forever, Peter. We can just try. We’re still hanging out tmr right? Wanna try then?
Peter 10:19pm I don’t know
Kyle 10:19pm Come over anyways. If you don’t want to then we can stop but you have to at least try
Kyle 10:23pm If you like me like you say you do, you need to do this for me.
Peter 10:26pm I’ll come over but I don’t wanna do that
Kyle 10:27pm Do what?
Peter 10:30pm Do sex
Kyle 10:30pm You’re so innocent Peter Stark. How bout I change that. Lol then you won’t be daddy’s little angel anymore, maybe he’ll start to see you as an actual adult
Peter 10:31pm What are you talking about?
Kyle 10:37pm I saw the way he was today when I picked you up
Kyle 10:37pm Common
Peter 10:37pm ???
Kyle 10:38pm Daddy’s little baby. Do you ever think he’s the reason you don’t want me to fuck you
Tony saw red. He gripped the phone so hard he thought it was going to break under the pressure. Pepper placed a hand on his arm. “Tony. Just… this guy is an asshole who’s trying to take advantage of our boy. Don’t let him get to you. We need to talk to Peter tomorrow.”
“What? And tell him we read his texts? He’ll never trust me again.”
“No. We don’t tell him we went through his phone. Let’s just say that we’re adults and we just know these things. As much as I hate to say it, he’s gullible and will believe anything anyone tells him. Especially us.”
That was true. Tony sighed and hoped Peter didn’t believe this man’s words.
Peter 10:41pm Don’t talk about my dad and my virginity in the same sentence. That’s so weird
Kyle 10:41pm It’s true. Just let me lick you up tmr. Please. I want you
Kyle 10:41pm Pick you up* but lick you up too
Peter 10:45pm I’m actually not allowed out tmr cause my dad says no so I can’t
Kyle 10:45pm Lol just sneak out. I’ll pick you up down your street
Kyle 10:47pm What do you say?
The last four texts were the texts Tony saw before. He still didn’t know what happened with Kyle and Peter today but whatever it was, must have really upset Peter. From the texts and how Peter acted today, Tony just assumed that Kyle tried something on Peter so Peter backed away from him. Tony just hoped Kyle actually listened to him.
He placed Peter’s phone in his dresser drawer just in case Peter came into his room and saw it. The two of them sat there in silence for a few minutes, thinking about the texts.
Tony didn’t know how to feel about it.
“I don’t want him seeing Kyle again. Peter can date a nice boy or girl his age. And no sex. I don’t care.” He ran a hand through his messy hair. He wasn’t going to be able to sleep tonight.
Since their bedroom was right next to Peter’s, they could hear movement coming from in there so Tony cringed at the thought of Peter waking up and looking for his phone so he stood up to go check on him. “I’ll go see what it is. You should get some sleep.”
He knocked on Peter’s bedroom door lightly. He could see that the light was on. “Pete? It’s dad.”
“Go away.”
Tony sighed. He knew what that meant.
“Oh, Peter. Just let me come in.”
“No. I said go away. Leave me alone.”
Tony placed his hand on the door knob and debated just walking in but he thought better of it. “Peter. I’m right here. Just let me in. It’s not a big deal.” He was met with silence. “Can I come in?”
When Peter didn’t answer him, Tony opened the door and walked in then shut the door behind him. Peter was sitting at the edge of the bed, his feet hanging off of it. Tony sometimes forgot just how small he still was. Of course he was taller than he used to be but seeing him looking so vulnerable reminded Tony of how small he is.
He looked at the bed and saw a wet patch in the middle of it.
Peter hadn’t had a bed accident in about ten months. It figures tonight would be the night he had one again. “Peter.”
Peter rubbed his eyes. “Don’t tell mom. I-I don’t want her to know.” He lifted his head up to look into Tony’s eyes. “Please.”
Tony needed to tell her. “She needs to know, baby. She’s your mother.”
Peter knew it but it was worth a try.
“Did you have a bad dream?” Peter looked away and shrugged. “Do you wanna talk about it?”
“No. This is your fault.”
Tony didn’t expect that. “What do you mean?”
“Cause you-you just let me pee the bed like every single night when I was fourteen. Now you trained my body or something to just pee the bed at seventeen!”
Tony tried not to laugh at that ridiculous thinking. “Peter. You were kidnapped again at fourteen. You regressed and bed wetting was just something that happened. The bottles definitely didn’t help.”
“What bottles?” Peter shrugged.
Tony hated when Peter did this. “You can’t just pretend not to know what I’m talking about and just hope you magically forget it happened.”
“Well… it’s your fault. You shouldn’t have let me have bottles then.”
Tony sighed. “Peter. I tried. You screamed bloody murder unless I gave it to you. You actually don’t remember?”
Peter sighed and shrugged. “I don’t know. Not all of it I guess.”
They stayed in silence for a bit then Tony walked over to his dresser and pulled up a clean pair of pyjamas. “You go shower and change. I’ll clean this up.”
Peter stood up but hesitated so Tony moved the clothes in Peter’s arms. “Go, buddy. I’ll clean your bed.” He waited for Peter to leave then made quick work of stripping the wet sheets, grateful for the mattress protector that they decided to leave on. Just in case.
He was an expert at this now.
When Peter walked back into his bedroom, Tony was sitting on the bed waiting for him. He had placed Peter’s phone back on his nightstand table that he saw Peter look at then immediately look away from.
He walked straight over to Tony and wrapped his arms around his neck. “I’m sorry.”
“Aw baby. For what?”
Peter breathed against him. “I don’t know. For keeping you up all the time. And for screaming bloody murder when I was younger. Sorry bout that.”
Tony couldn’t help but laugh. “I don’t care, Peter. I’d do it all over again. I love you so much.”
“I know it’s weird and all but… can you sleep with me tonight? I promise I won’t pee the bed again.”
Tony felt so relieved to hear that. He pressed a kiss to his cheek and stood up to pull back the covers. “Of course I can. And it’s not weird. You’ll always be my baby.”
Tony laid awake.
Peter had drifted off to sleep after about twenty minutes of tossing and turning so Tony eventually told him to lie on his stomach then started patting his lower back, he was asleep in seconds after that.
Now Tony lay awake.
His thoughts keeping him up.
He hated how Peter wasn’t telling him about Kyle. He just wanted Peter to be open with him, he raised him to be extremely open with him so he didn’t know why Peter was hiding this.
Tony turned and looked at Peter’s face.
He still slept with a nightlight so he was able to see his boy's face in his sleep. His thumb was prodding at his lips and Tony knew it would find its way into his mouth at some point throughout the night.
Every single night, multiple times a night sometimes, Tony will go into Peter’s bedroom to check up on him and 9 times out of 10, he will be sucking on his thumb. He didn’t bring it up to Peter ever so he didn’t actually know if Peter was aware that he did that.
They managed to drop all the habits, the bottles, the diapers and daytime wetting, the thumb sucking and now rare bedwetting occasions were here to stay, Tony thought.
When Peter started puberty at sixteen, his Paediatrician had said the bedwetting would stop. And it did. Well, it became less and less and less.
He sighed and rolled onto his back, preparing to be up all night when a text popped up on Peter’s phone. Tony picked it up and saw it was from Kyle.
2:34am Kyle image
Tony had a feeling he knew what it was before he opened it up.
His heart was beating heavily and his palms sweaty. He unlocked Peter’s phone and opened the text, seeing a dick pic. Tony sat up in bed and looked away.
What the fuck. What the fuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck.
He looked over at Peter to make sure he was still sleeping then he looked at the picture again. This guy was crazy. He was borderline obsessive with Peter and it was scary. Okay, Tony was obsessive with Peter but he had a right to be, he was his father and this man had no good intentions.
Another text came through.
2:36am Kyle Look what you’re missing out on. I’m thinking of you…
Tony felt so sick. He felt so fucking sick. This man was awake at this hour and was obviously fucking horny and was still trying to get in Peter’s pants.
Tony went to delete the picture and the last text but he hesitated.
Was that going too far?
Would Peter know?
Tony decided he didn’t care. He didn’t want Peter seeing that filth. He deleted both and turned off Peter’s wifi to blame it on that.
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Tony woke up first.
Usually it was Peter who did when they slept together and he would get a full diaper sitting on him, sometimes on his face. But he wasn’t sleeping with a little boy anymore, as difficult as that was.
He looked over at Peter.
His thumb was still in his mouth and it was cute.
He ran his fingers through his messy morning curls then reached for Peter’s phone, seeing no new texts. Good.
Tony got up and left so Peter could sleep in a bit while he went to get ready for the day.
When he returned to his bedroom, Peter was lying in bed but his eyes were open and they landed on Tony. “Good morning, Pete. Sleep well?” Tony slept really well with having Peter close beside him all night, knowing he was safe.
Peter stretched and rolled onto his stomach, moaning.
“I’m gonna take that as a yes.” Tony sat down and patted Peter’s butt, not caring if Peter thought he was too old for that. Peter was his baby no matter how old he was. “Morgan is at a friend's house today, mom is downstairs making breakfast. Come down when you’re ready so we can have a chat, okay?”
Peter shoved his face into the pillow. “Mm. I don’t want to.” Came the muffled response.
Tony patted his butt again and stood up. “Take your time. Come down when you’re ready.”
With that, he left and headed downstairs. It wasn’t for a full hour until Peter decided to come downstairs. He made eye contact with his dad and immediately looked away, heading for the kitchen but Tony didn’t follow him, letting Peter come to him. Or try to make a run for it back upstairs.
Peter made himself a bowl of cereal and went to walk back upstairs but Tony snapped his fingers at him over the couch. “Uh uh uh. Come here and talk with us.”
With a groan, Peter walked over and sat down on the couch, opposite his parents. “I just want to eat and watch YouTube videos. There’s nothing to talk about.”
“We want to talk about Kyle, sweetie.”
Peter groaned and split a bit of his milk. “Now you made me spill my milk.”
Tony stood up, grabbed Kleenex from the table beside him and dabbed it on Peter’s track pants. “We aren’t doing this to hurt you, buddy. We just want to talk.”
Peter narrowed his eyes at both of them. “Fine. You got ten minutes. Five minutes each.”
Tony rolled his eyes. Peter went from an innocent little boy then the day he started puberty he turned into a bossy teenager.
“We’re not splitting up speaking times. We’ll be done when we’re finished saying what we need to say to you.”
Peter threw his head back with a loud groan. “I already know what you’re going to say and I don’t really care.”
Pepper sat forward on the couch. “Peter, your father and I are just worried about you. That’s all. We always want what’s best for you. It scares us that Kyle is so much older than you. I’m sure you realized his intentions with you by now.”
Peter looked down at his soggy cereal and gave a tiny shrug. “I don’t know…”
Now it was Tony’s turn to speak. “Peter, I was once a twenty one year old man. Okay? I wasn’t like him, but I know what men that age want when they go for a younger boy.” He placed his hands on Peter’s knees. “Does Kyle ever make you feel uncomfortable?”
Peter shrugged again. “No. I mean, Morgan makes me feel uncomfortable sometimes… she can be so weird.” He laughed weakly.
Tony didn’t laugh. “Morgan is your sister. You guys both make each other uncomfortable sometimes and get on each other’s nerves. That’s normal. I’m concerned that Kyle will hurt you, Peter.”
Peter didn’t want to listen to this. “He won’t. He’s… fine. I just don’t want to talk about this anymore, dad. Okay? Please.”
There was only so much Tony could do. He couldn’t force Peter to listen to him.
He sighed and leaned back. “Okay. Yeah. I understand.”
What the hell was Tony supposed to do about this now?
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Peter wanted to go over to Kyle's house.
Well, actually Kyle wanted him to come over and although Peter didn’t really feel like it, still upset with how yesterday went, he didn’t want Kyle being angry at him so Peter decided he would go over for an hour or so and then come back home.
He went downstairs to go ask his mom, knowing she was more likely to say yes than his dad was. He hopped up on the counter, grabbing a carrot she was cutting up for dinner.
“Hey. I’m cutting those.” Pepper smiled at her boy, playfully smacking him on the thigh.
Peter shoved the rest into his mouth. “Mom. Can I go over to Kyle's house? He can pick me up so you don’t have to drive me or anything.”
Pepper’s smile left her face as she continued chopping the carrots. Tony had told her what picture Kyle sent and it made her blood boil to think that it possibly wasn’t the first time he did that. They had no way of finding out though unless they asked Peter and they couldn’t without him finding out that they had snooped on his phone.
“Well, dinner will be ready at six.”
Peter checked the time. It was only 4:15pm. “Then I can go there and he’ll drop me off at six. Just before dinner.”
“I’m not so sure, Peter. Didn’t you say you had homework?”
Peter groaned. “It’s just for like two hours, mom.”
Tony heard Peter’s voice and joined them in the kitchen, stealing a carrot just like Peter had. Those two were literally the same person. “Hey, bud.”
Peter didn’t reply and instead he was still looking at his mom desperately. He had a feeling Tony didn’t particularly like Kyle and Peter wanted his dad to approve of him. He wanted Tony to be proud of him.
“Peter’s asking me if he can go to Kyle's house until dinner.” Pepper explained, pulling out red peppers to start cutting up.
“Oh. Absolutely not.” Tony gave Peter a straightforward answer and then patted the boy's knee.
Peter groaned. “Well I’m not asking you. I’m asking mom.”
Tony expected that attitude. He stood in front of Peter, looking into his eyes. “And I am telling you that you are not going over to Kyle's house. End of discussion.”
Peter moved aside to jump off the counter. He stomped his way upstairs, slamming his bedroom door for good measure.
Tony waited until the inevitable door slam happened then he turned to Pepper, taking another carrot. “He thinks he’s mature enough to date yet he’s still slamming doors like he’s fourteen again.” God, Tony missed that age. It was hard as hell with that being the age of the kidnapping but Peter was his little baby, sure, he threw lots of tantrums but all Tony had to do was pick him up and cuddle with him, occasionally give him a bottle.
Now, Peter was difficult in another sense. Peter was hard to read. And his mood swings were crazy.
“Give him time. We had a good talk with him this morning. Hopefully something will register with him.”
Tony could only hope so.
He gave Peter some time to calm down then Tony walked upstairs with a glass of milk as a peace offering. Although they dropped the bottles a few years ago, Peter still found comfort in milk. That hadn’t changed.
Tony knocked on his bedroom door. “It’s dad, buddy. Can I come in?”
“Yeah.” Came the immediate reply. Tony opened up the door and Peter took his headphones out, sitting up in bed. Tony had noticed he changed. He was wearing skinny jeans and a clean shirt. He was suspicious of that but didn’t say anything.
Without saying anything, Peter held a hand out for the glass of milk, drinking it while Tony sat on the bed, leaning against his headboard and rubbing Peter’s foot.
Peter swallowed the few sips he drank then handed the glass back to his dad to put on his nightstand table. “Since I can’t go to Kyle's house, can I go out with my other friends? We were planning on getting ice cream. I was thinking chocolate.”
Tony knew Peter was lying to him. He was an awful liar and Tony loved it.
He purposely didn’t tell Peter when he knew he was lying so Peter wouldn’t learn to get better at it.
Tony knew Peter was going to sneak out to be with Kyle. He couldn’t prevent that unless he physically tied Peter down.
“Kyle can come over here.” Tony didn’t want him to. But it was better than Peter sneaking out. At least this way Tony could keep an eye on things.
“Oh.” Peter sat up straighter. “Okay… I can ask if he wants to come over.” Peter pulled out his phone and his thumbs moved over the keyboard quickly.
Tony waited until he put his phone down and went to speak but the text came back immediately. “He says yes. He’ll be here in five minutes.”
“Five minutes? Doesn’t he live twenty minutes away?” Tony knew exactly where the guy lived, he looked him up.
Peter’s face blushed red. “Oh. Yeah. I-I think he was already in-in the area.”
“Almost like he was already on his way.” Peter looked like he choked on his saliva and Tony narrowed his eyes at him, showing Peter he knew everything. Peter looked away. “So, rules for when Kyle comes over,”
“What? Rules?”
“Yep. You guys can hang in the living room, watch a movie, I’ll leave you alone, or go into the basement, but if you want to come into your bedroom, the door stays open. Wide open.”
Peter rolled his eyes but didn’t complain.
He expected as much.
Five minutes later, Kyle was ringing the doorbell so Peter raced to the door first. He opened it with a bright smile. “Hey. Come in-”
Aiser seemed curious and ran to the door with Peter. He stepped in front of Peter and started barking at the guy so Peter grabbed Aisers collar and pulled him back into the house.
“Aiser. Stop it. Sorry Kyle. He never does this. I’m not sure why he’s acting so weird. Dad?”
Tony was already there. He let Peter struggle with Aiser for a bit, sensing that Aiser was sensing that Kyle wasn’t a good guy. Tony eventually grabbed Aisers collar from Peter, pulling him back since Peter was struggling with him.
“He’s never like this. Strange.” Tony let go of their dog once the front door was closed. He watched the boy greet Peter with a hug and although it was cute, Tony hated it.
“Hey, you.” Kyle ran his fingers through Peter’s curls and Tony watched it with black in his eyes. This guy didn’t have the right to touch Peter like that.
“Hi.” Peter grinned up at him. “Do you wanna watch a movie or something?”
“Whatever you want.” Kyle shrugged his jacket off and stuck his hand out for Tony. “Hi sir. It’s nice to see you again. Thank you for inviting me over. Your house is huge.”
Tony didn’t like that comment although he was sure it was just because he didn’t like Kyle. Nothing was wrong with what he said. He plastered a smile on his face and shook the man’s hand firmly. “Thank you. Can I get you anything to drink? Don’t say a beer.” He chuckled, wanting to see the man’s reaction.
He was of age after all.
“No thank you, sir. I only drink with my guys on weekends.”
Peter followed them into the kitchen. “Yeah, he asked if I wanted to join him to meet his friends.”
Tony’s head snapped to Kyle. “You do know he’s only seventeen?”
“Of course I do. It’s actually a bar for all ages so it’s family friendly. It’s not just for drinking.” Kyle tried to dig himself out of the grave Peter just tossed him in, unknowingly. He gave Peter a nudge that Tony didn’t miss.
“Well he’s still not going. I don’t think it’s a good idea for a child to be around drinking twenty one year olds.” Tony put it out there that there was a massive age gap between the two.
“Dad.” Peter’s face flushed red. “He knows.” Peter tugged on Kyle's hand. “Let’s go to my room.” He took a bag of chips and left so Tony just had to watch them go even though he hated it.
Peter let go of his hand when they got upstairs and Kyle reached out to squeeze his butt. Peter flinched at the sudden touch. “Hey. Not out here.”
“What? I can’t help it. You’ve got a sexy butt.”
Peter blushed but he loved it. He walked into his bedroom and went to shut the door but then he remembered what his dad said so he pushed it open and sat down on his bed, patting the spot next to him. “Sit with me. We can watch… Netflix?”
“Netflix and chill. Sounds good to me.” Kyle made himself comfortable on Peter’s bed, grabbing his ankle and pulling him closer. “Get your cute butt over here.”
“How about Netflix and cuddle?” Peter suggested. He was down for cuddling but not so much anything more than that. “It’ll be more fun.”
Kyle let go of him, his face turning a bit angry. “Peter. You’re seventeen. You can’t be scared of having sex forever. I lost my virginity at sixteen. You’re almost eighteen.”
Peter sat there on his knees, feeling awful for disappointing Kyle. He was right. Kyle was older than him so he definitely knew more than him.
“Not almost. My birthday is August tenth. It’s only February.”
Kyle didn’t look like he cared. “Do I have to go?”
“No.” Peter was quick to say. He grabbed onto Kyle's hands. “I want you here.”
Kyle didn’t say anything at first, the two of them both staring at each other for a few moments. “Prove it.”
“What?” Peter scrunched up his nose in confusion.
“Prove that you want me here.” He clarified and looked at the door. “And shut the door, would you.”
Peter sat up straighter, feeling his heart beating quicker. “Uh… I have to keep it open. My dad-”
Kyle sat up. “Of course. You dad is pretty controlling over you. I get you disappeared for like a few years when you were younger but you aren’t gone anymore.”
Peter didn’t like this side he was seeing and he was kinda scared. “I didn’t disappear. I was kidnapped when I was three until I was ten. Then I was kidnapped again when I was fourteen by the same man.” Peter told Kyle already and Kyle told him he already knew the story. Apparently he didn’t know.
“Alright.” The older boy held up his hands then grabbed Peter’s iPad from the dresser. “Let’s just watch Netflix. Come here.”
Peter didn’t know if he necessarily wanted to anymore. He looked towards his bedroom door and appreciated that his dad said to keep it open. He laid next to Kyle, feeling slightly tense. They never did this before. They only ever talked in Kyle's car or went out to get ice cream or something. Peter’s only ever been to Kyle's house once but it was just so they could drop off some things then they left.
Peter watched him decide what to watch while he lay there, slightly tense and uncomfortable. Kyle settled for The Office. “This good?”
“I love the office.”
“Same here. You’re cute.” He settled the iPad beside Peter. “Roll onto your side so I can spoon you.” Reluctantly, Peter did as he was told and felt Kyle's strong arms wrap around him, making Peter feel somewhat stuck.
He wiggled his hips a bit to shift away from the bigger male but Kyle just moved closer himself so Peter sighed and settled where he was.
“I really like you.” Kyle admitted to him, kissing his neck.
A smile broke out across Peter’s face. “Oh. Really?”
“Yeah. And I don’t want to rush you, but I know it would be really fun for us to try new things in bed. Things other than cuddle and watch The Office.”
Peter didn’t know how to respond to that. He’s never done this before. “I mean, I told you I’m not ready. We aren’t even dating.”
“I’m not sure it’s worth dating you if you don’t want to have sex with me.”
Peter moved away from Kyle and sat up. “So you think I’m only good enough if we have sex? You don’t want me for me? You just wanna get in my pants?” He repeated what his parents told him last night and this morning. Maybe they were right…
Kyle continued to lay down. He looked smug. Like he wanted this reaction from Peter. “I do want to get in your pants. But I don’t just want that. I want all of you, Pete.”
Peter thought about that.
He was so confused and he didn’t know what to do.
He liked Kyle but he wanted to just do things like cuddle and kiss occasionally. Kyle tried to kiss him on the lips a few times but Peter kept pushing him away. He was too scared to do even that.
“Maybe… maybe we can try to do… sex. If-if you really want to?” He looked at the older male through his long eyelashes. A smile broke out across Kyle's face and it made Peter smile.
“Yeah? Fuck, Peter. You’re so cute.”
Peter looked around. His hands were shaking badly and he kinda felt like he wanted to cry. “What um, how do we… start?”
Kyle laughed at his innocence. He was going to destroy him. “You’re so pure. Fuck. And we start off by getting naked but not here. Not today. Your dad would probably kill me if he walked in on me fucking you on your bed. So you’ll come over to my house tomorrow. Don’t worry about anything else.”
Peter nodded, only half listening to him. He was more concerned about how he was actually going to do this and how terrified he was. “O-okay. Um… how long Uh, how long will we do it for?”
Kyle chuckled and grabbed a handful of chips. “It depends on how long you can handle it for. I’ll stop if it becomes too painful or too much.”
Peter nodded, feeling numb.
“Let’s finish this episode.” He pulled Peter next to him again, manhandling him until he was lying on his side.
Peter felt him breathing down his neck. He wasn’t even following along with the episode and was more concerned over what was going to go down tomorrow. He was terrified and he didn’t want to do it but he didn’t want Kyle to be angry with him.
Especially since he had been asking for this for almost as long as Peter’s known him for.
He felt a warm hand travel down to the front of his jeans. “Can I touch you here?”
Peter rolled onto his back, looking at Kyle with wet eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
“I-”
“Don’t back out of tomorrow. It’s going to happen.”
Peter nodded. “I know. I wasn’t going to back out. If that’s what you want to do then so do I.”
Kyle smiled smugly. “Good.” He was happy Peter was way too easy. The boy was a man pleaser. That much was obvious. Perhaps that’s why the boy's father was so protective of him. He chuckled at the thought. He would love to see the look on Stark’s face once he finds out his boy isn’t his innocent little boy after tomorrow.
He touched the button on Peter’s tight jeans. “Can I see you?”
Peter was too scared. “No.”
“You know I’m gonna see you naked tomorrow, right? You can’t hide yourself from me anymore.”
Peter laid there and watched Kyle's hand placed over his pants buckles. He stopped but he didn’t remove his hands yet. Peter breathed out. “I know. So you’ll see me tomorrow.”
“What’s the difference between tonight and tomorrow?”
Peter shrugged and looked at Kyle.
“What? Shy? You didn’t shave?”
Peter looked down at the big hand again. “I don’t shave.” His dad taught him how to shave but he just had peach fuzz down there and he didn’t have any hair on his face yet or anywhere else.
“Okay. Nice. I like smooth. Naturally smooth. Even better, fucking innocent.” He removed the hand and pushed himself up with his elbow. “Go shut the door.”
Peter sat up. “I’m not allowed.”
“Just shut it. I don’t care. Do you have a lock?”
Peter shook his head even as he stood up and shut the door. He knew he would get in trouble for that. He didn’t go back into the bed, just standing there awkwardly and looking at the big bulge in Kyles pants.
Kyle followed his eyes. “Wanna see it?”
Peter smiled shyly. He was curious.
“The picture just didn’t do justice, did it?”
“What picture?”
“The hard on I sent you last night.”
Peter would have freaked out if he saw that so he definitely didn’t get sent one. “I didn’t get anything. My Uh, my wifi shut off last night. Maybe that’s why.” He woke up today with no notifications on his phone and he realized it was because his wifi shut off. He was slightly grateful for that.
“Maybe for the better so you can see it now for the first time in person.” Kyle undid his belt and Peter watched, scared but also incredibly curious. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling next to him. “You do the rest.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Do you know how to give a blow job?” Peter flushed red and he backed away. Kyle rolled his eyes. “Fine. You don’t have to today. Do you know how to give a hand job at least? You do jerk yourself off, don’t you?”
Peter flushed red again and avoided eye contact with Kyle until Kyle was grabbing his wrist and pulling him towards himself. “If you figure out a way to lock that door, I’ll give you the best fucking orgasm of your life. Until tomorrow that is.”
Peter considered it. He looked towards the door and then around his room for something to block it with but then he thought about a stranger's hands on him down there and he panicked. “Uh… I have nothing.”
“You’ve got a bathroom with a lock? And bring a pillow.”
Peter felt his heart speeding up. “W-why a pillow?”
“To stifle your moans.”
Peter didn’t like the sounds of that. He smiled uncomfortably and laid his head on Kyles chest, looking at him. “Don’t be mad.” Kyle sighed. “I don’t want to. I’m scared. I-it scares me.”
“Then how are you going to do it tomorrow? You know we’re doing everything tomorrow. I want to show you everything.”
Peter swallowed. “Okay. Maybe-maybe we can just do… sex.”
Kyle laughed and pinched his cheek. “Fuck. I like you a lot. It’s not do sex. It’s have sex.”
Peter was happy Kyle was at least happy. He blushed. “Oh. I don’t know anything.”
“I’ll change that.” He smiled at Peter then laughed. “Do you at least know which part goes where?”
Peter laughed and felt like crying. “Yeah. I mean when I was little I thought to get pregnant the guy just rubs his part over the girls.” He laughed then regretted saying that because he was embarrassed.
Kyle started laughing. “Boy part and girl part. I love that. Do you know where my boy part will go tomorrow?”
Peter swallowed and the smile fell from his face. He nodded. “In-inside me.”
“Wow. See? You do know a lot.” Kyle teased him, pulling him closer. “You’re cute still.”
Peter smiled, despite being terrified of what he got himself into. “Thanks.”
Kyle poked his stomach, causing Peter to squirm in on himself and giggle. He did it again just to hear that giggle one more time, then again.
Peter was openly laughing now.
He then did something that surprised Kyle and even himself.
He swung his leg over Kyle's hips and straddled him, trying to pin Kyle's arms above his head but even sitting on top of the man, Kyle was still stronger than him.
He grabbed onto Peter’s hips, shaking them, making Peter laugh. Maybe Kyle wasn’t so bad. Maybe Peter would like it tomorrow. He was scared but if he could make Kyle feel good then it would probably be worth it, right?
Outside the door, Aiser was pawing at it when Tony walked up.
It had been close to an hour since the two boys went upstairs and Tony was giving them space even though it killed him to. He just wanted to send Kyle out of the country. To never be close to his son again.
Sadly, he couldn’t.
Also, Peter had to learn what his man’s intentions were with him.
Tony sighed and went to go check on them. And that’s when he saw that the door was closed.
Tony quickly walked over to it and opened it aggressively, causing both boys to jump.
Peter was sitting on top of Kyle and the man’s hands were on Peter’s hips. At least they still had all their clothes on.
“Get off of him, Peter.”
Peter’s face flushed red. “Dad.”
“Right now.”
Peter slid off of Kyle's hips, sitting on his knees next to him and looking at Tony expectedly.
Tony was furious. “I told you that the door stays open. Why the hell was it closed?”
Peter looked between his dad and Kyle. “I-I shut it cause I wanted it closed.” Peter lied. He didn’t want to close it but Kyle made him.
Tony walked towards the edge of the bed and pulled Peter away from Kyle. “It’s time you go home, Kyle. Peter, say bye.”
Peter honestly didn’t mind that Kyle was going home. He was still shaken up from everything. He looked down. “Bye I guess.”
Kyle sat up on the bed and Tony noticed that his belt was undone. He clenched his fists and tried to control the anger filling inside of him. Now he had no idea what these two got up to while he was downstairs.
He had no idea how long the door was closed for.
He went upstairs about fifteen minutes after they went up and saw that the door was open so he left them alone. He should have checked on them every fifteen minutes.
Kyle stood up, looking quite intimidated by Tony. “If I had known the door was supposed to be open, I would have told Peter to keep it open.”
Peter’s jaw dropped and he turned angrily towards Kyle. Tony saw that and patted the guy on the back, harder than necessary. “That’s common knowledge, right? He’s seventeen years old. You’re twenty one.”
Kyle turned to Tony, putting on a fake act. Peter unconsciously stood behind his dad at this point.
“Sir, if I did something to upset you, I’m sorry. I really like your son. I’m a good guy, okay?”
Peter looked down at his feet. That wasn’t really true. He wasn’t listening to Peter when he was saying no.
Tony couldn’t admit he read the texts. “I want you to remember that he’s seventeen years old and you are twenty one. If you so much as lay an unwanted finger on him, I’ll know…” He didn’t want to threaten the guy in front of his son but the threat came out loud and clear.
Kyle swallowed and looked at Peter then at Tony. “I understand, sir.” He turned to Peter again. “Peter,”
Peter knew what he was asking. He walked past his dad and walked Kyle out, with Tony following right behind them. As well as Aiser.
Kyle grabbed his coat and wrapped an arm around Peter, pulling him into his chest. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” With that, he left.
Peter watched his dad shut the door and then Tony turned to him, looking at him up and down. “Are you okay?”
Pepper walked over, concerned. “What’s going on?”
Peter took a step back from them, frustrated but mainly at himself for agreeing to what he now had to do tomorrow. “I’m fine.”
“The bedroom door was shut and when I walked in, Peter was sitting on top of Kyle.” Tony briefly explained to Pepper while looking at Peter. Peter was angry.
He hated that.
He hated himself for agreeing to this.
He didn’t want to do… it.
So he turned and stomped his way upstairs, slamming his bedroom door.
Tony sighed and looked at Pepper.
They had a huge problem on their hands.
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.
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Tony didn’t go and talk to Peter that night.
He wanted Peter to come to him and talk to him but he never came. It was around 10pm and Tony and Pepper decided to head to bed.
Pepper was reading her book and Tony was scrolling anxiously through his phone. He wanted to go talk to Peter but Peter would probably push him away so Tony stayed away for tonight, even though he desperately wanted to go see him.
Tony was flipping through random apps, thinking about today and Kyle and what he was going to do when there was a tiny knock on the door.
Tony knew who that was.
“Come in, bud.”
Peter opened the door and shut it behind him. “How do you always know it’s me?”
Tony sat up in bed. “Because I know everything.”
Peter took a seat in front of his dad, crossing his legs on the bed. He was looking like he was deep in thought so he let out a sigh and decided to just start talking. Even though he struggled with how to express himself still, he didn’t bite people anymore so there was that.
“I didn’t close my bedroom door.” He blurted out. “I mean… I did. But I didn’t want to. I told Kyle I wasn’t allowed and he told me to anyways.”
Tony nodded. He already knew that.
He also didn’t want to scare Peter away by saying the wrong thing. “Did you feel uncomfortable when the door was closed?” Peter shrugged.
Tony was so close in getting Peter to open up but if he said the wrong thing, screw it. “What did you guys do while the door was closed?”
Peter shrugged again.
He was playing with a string on the bed, pulling it out of the fabric. He was scared about tomorrow. He wanted to ask his parents any advice on what to do but he also really didn’t want to have sex. It just… didn’t sound exciting to him or turn him on at the thought.
Maybe he was too young. Or maybe he was just weird…
He let out a sigh. “Kyle wants me to go over to his house tomorrow to have sex together.”
Tony felt his heart jump out of his body. He looked over at Pepper, his hands closing into fists. He had to remain calm for Peter. “Oh. That’s… is that something you want to do?” Tony asked, his tone way too fake. He cleared his throat.
Peter didn’t even have to think about it. “No. I mean… Kyle says I should. He says he’ll… go slow and all. He says I’m almost eighteen and I shouldn’t be scared. I guess he’s right.”
Tony wanted to cry. And kill that son of a bitch. “Peter. Baby. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Ever. Ever ever ever. Especially have sex when you clearly don’t want to and aren’t ready to. Kyle is twenty one years old, Peter. You’re seventeen, baby. Please don’t think you have to do something like this just because Kyle wants to.”
Peter shrugged. “It’s fine. I mean, he said we could stop if I wanted to.”
Pepper moved closer to her son. “Sweet boy. If he really liked you for you, he wouldn’t force you to do this. He would wait for you until you’re ready.”
Peter didn’t think so. Kyle was older. Therefore he knew better and made decisions for the both of them. “He said he likes me. It’s fine. If he wants to,”
“Peter. Please don’t.” Tony didn’t care, he reached over and pulled Peter next to him, holding him close so he could kiss his temple. “Peter. Listen to me. Because I know. He only wants you for sex. If you go with him tomorrow, he will take advantage of you and then after a while, he’ll get bored and move on.” It was the hard truth that Tony wasn’t going to have Peter learn the hard way. “You are a smart, bright, amazing, handsome, talented, kind, beautiful boy and you’ll find someone for you who will wait for you. But he’s not the one.” He kissed him again. “I love you so much but he’s not a good boy, Peter. Please stay away from him.”
Peter couldn’t help the sob that escaped him. He turned so he could press his face into his dad’s chest. “He-he want-wanted m-me to-to touch him today. To give him a-a h-hand job. I didn’t want to.”
Tony’s heart broke. Why the hell didn’t he check on them sooner.
“Oh baby. Did you?” Please say no. Please say no. Please say-
“No. I didn’t.” Peter sniffled and Tony looked at Pepper. Fuck. “He-he asked me to take off my pants for him. I-I didn’t want to either.”
Tony wanted to cry with Peter. Fuck. He blamed himself for not checking on them. Stupid stupid stupid stupid.
“Baby. Did you?”
Peter shook his head against him.
Thank god.
“That’s why his belt was undone. We didn’t do anything, dad. I promise.”
Tony held him tighter. “I know. Baby. I believe you.” He breathed in Peter’s curls. “Why was his belt undone?”
Peter opened his eyes to look at his hands. “Cause… he asked if I wanted to s-see his… then he started to undo it and told me to do the rest.” He left out the part of what they talked about after. “I’m sorry.”
“Oh baby. Don’t be sorry. Nothing you did was wrong. Kyle tried to take advantage of you and you said no. I’m so so proud of you.”
Peter smiled a bit at that. “Okay.”
“Why were you sitting on top of him? Did he tell you to?” Despite walking in on that and what Peter was now saying, Peter did have a smile on his face when Tony saw that. So Peter had to have been enjoying it.
Peter tried to sink in on himself. He shrugged. “Just… I just sat on him. He was tickling me.”
Tony thought that was innocent enough. It probably would have ended differently though if he hadn’t walked in when he did.
He was also grateful that Kyle listened to Peter about everything else. Despite everything else, Tony was grateful for that.
Although he assumed it was because they were in Peter’s room in his home. If it were at Kyles house, Tony was sure Kyle would have taken it all the way.
He’s so grateful he put a stop to that.
Peter wiped his eyes, still not leaving his dad's arms. He missed this comfort.
“What um, what do I do tomorrow?”
Tony kissed him again. “Text him and say that you aren’t going. Don’t leave it up for debate. This is your decision, Peter.”
Pepper was rubbing his back. “Just be honest with him. Tell him you didn’t like how he acted today.”
Peter was getting overwhelmed by this. He yawned. He was also really tired. “But… he’ll be mad.”
“So? Let him be mad. He’s not a good guy, Peter. I’m sorry to say that. But it’s true.”
Peter didn’t try to defend him. “I don’t know what to say, dad.”
Tony pressed another kiss to his temple. “Do you want me to send the text? Because I can. I won’t let him know it’s me.”
Peter was about to say no but he actually liked that idea. He yawned again. “Okay. But… don’t tell him it’s you.” He was too tired to leave his parents bed that he spent so many nights in. “Can I sleep in here tonight?”
“Of course, baby.” Tony kissed his cheek. “Want me to get you a glass of milk before you fall asleep?” Peter nodded so Tony left to do that then he grabbed Peter’s phone from his bedroom, tucking it in his pocket.
Peter sat up to drink.
He missed his bottles at times like this and if he were alone, he would probably drink from one just for the comfort. He took the last sip and laid down, reaching out to hold his dad’s hand. “I do remember my bottles. Sometimes I miss them.”
That made Tony’s heart sore. “Baby. I know.”
He waited until Peter was asleep before he pulled out his phone and texted Kyle, knowing the man would be awake.
Peter 11:05pm Hey
Kyle 11:06pm Did you get in shit for the door being closed?
Tony scuffed and showed Pepper, careful not to wake Peter.
Peter 11:07pm Why did you say it was me? It was your idea after all
The easy part about pretending to be Peter was that Tony knew him so well so it was easy to pretend to be him over text.
Kyle 11:08pm Lol seriously? Your dad would have knocked my teeth out. I had to throw you under the bus. He wouldn’t touch you
Tony smiled. Damn right. The boy wasn’t that stupid after all.
Peter 11:10pm Still
Kyle 11:10pm So?
Kyle 11:10pm What did he say?
Peter 11:13pm He just asked me why the door was closed and I told him because you wanted me to give you a hand job
Kyle 11:13pm Fuckkk Peter. You didn’t lol
Peter 11:14pm I did.
Tony showed Pepper the texts so far. He would get to the point soon. He wanted to test the guy first.
Peter started stirring between them so Tony hushed him, patting his back to get him back to sleep.
Kyle 11:16pm So then what did he say? If you actually told him, which I wouldn’t be surprised, daddy’s little boy. You know I can change the way he sees you tmr
Kyle 11:17pm He still sees you as a child. He literally called you a child today. He needs to let you go and see you as an adult
Tony wanted to reach through the phone to strangle him. He actually didn’t know how to reply to that.
Peter 11:20pm I’m close to him what’s wrong with that. And it doesn’t matter. I didn’t like the way you acted today
Kyle 11:21pm I knew you’d come whining to me. You’re not canceling tmr Peter. I’ll come get you at 1. That way we have all afternoon since I’ll assume you’ll have to go home to daddy by sunset
Tony actually laughed. This fucking guy. Did he always talk to Peter this way?
Peter 11:23pm Stop talking to me like that. There’s nothing wrong with being close to my dad. And that’s not the point, you tried to force me to do things today that I didn’t want to do
Kyle 11:24pm Peter
Kyle 11:26pm Are you mad? I promise I’ll make it up to you tmr. If you’re good for me, I’ll buy you ice cream with hot fudge. You gotta last more than fifteen minutes before telling me to pull out
Tony had to put the phone down and take a calming breath. This was hard. Wow. Pepper grabbed the phone and read the texts. “Tell him Peter isn’t going and end it. This guy is… no good.”
Tony looked down at Peter.
He didn’t deserve this.
He picked the phone back up.
Peter 11:34pm I’m not coming tomorrow. You made me realize today that all you want from me is sex and even after I told you a million times that I’m not ready, you still try to force me so I’m done.
A phone call came through and then a FaceTime call. Tony declined both. Mainly because he wasn’t Peter. But he would have loved to see the look on Kyle's face if he did answer it as himself.
Kyle 11:37pm What the fuck Peter. You’re a fucking baby. You’re literally scared of having sex. How pathetic. I’m still coming to pick you up. I’ll fuck you in the back of my car then hand you over to your daddy just to see his reaction
Tony showed Pepper the text. He was deleting these so Peter didn’t have to read them and be scarred.
“He’s a pathetic guy.” Pepper whispered.
Tony agreed and automatically ran his fingers through Peter’s curls.
Peter 11:40pm I’m done with you. I should have seen who you truly were from the start. So fuck you.
Peter wouldn’t have texted that last part but Tony added it for him.
Kyle 11:41pm I’m coming to your house tmr to get you. I don’t care what lie you have to tell your parents. I’ll even come inside to fuck you in your bedroom. Idc Peter. I’m coming tmr
Tony was actually a bit concerned for Peter’s sake now. Maybe he would call Natasha to come over tomorrow just in case this guy decided to show up.
Peter 11:45pm If I see you here, I’ll call the police. We’re done, Kyle. Stay away from me.
Five phone calls and three FaceTime calls came in within a fifteen minute span.
Tony didn’t know this guy was that obsessive and crazy. Damn.
He placed the phone on silent and ran a hand up and down Peter’s back. “I think I’ll ask Natasha to come by tomorrow. Just in case. This guy seems crazy. Poor Peter.”
Pepper was close to Peter, not wanting to wake him up but not wanting to let him go.
She caressed his face, smiling when he moved closer to the touch in his sleep. “He’s so innocent. Do you think we protected him too much growing up?”
Tony put the phone face down on his nightstand table then rolled onto his side, looking at the back of Peter’s head. “Every parent wants their child to be innocent as long as possible. I don’t think we made a mistake protecting that. We gave him lots of talks as he got older but he never was a good judge of character.”
Pepper agreed with that.
They had a talk with Peter’s teachers in some of his classes just to keep an extra eye on him and talk to Tony and Pepper if they saw anything that needed to be discussed with them.
“But maybe if we taught him more about… this kind of stuff when he was younger…”
“You think we should have spoken to him about this at fourteen. We’d have scared the poor boy.” Tony knew Peter would have been more confused than anything and he’d have so many questions that he wouldn’t even understand so they were right to wait.
“Maybe you’re right.” Pepper sighed and laid on her back, staring at the ceiling then Peter was rolling onto his other side and throwing an arm over Tony’s chest like he’s done so many times before. Tony actually found it comforting. “Let’s just get some sleep. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. Just don’t tell Peter that Kyle said he’s coming here. He doesn’t need to know.”
Tony brushed the curls off Peter’s forehead to kiss him. “I miss him sleeping with us every night.”
Pepper smiled, knowingly. “I know you do.”
Tony probably made it obvious. He did get up to check on Peter a lot throughout the night and got so excited when Peter asked to sleep with them which wasn’t so often anymore.
At least not since he started puberty, since he always felt too old to be sleeping with his parents because according to Peter, Harley didn’t do that at seventeen.
So he only made an appearance when he either had nightmares or needed extra cuddles.
Tony shut his eyes, falling asleep quickly with Peter right beside him.
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Pepper was the first one to wake up.
She looked over at her two boys and smiled, used to seeing them sleeping together. Peter was stretched out over Tony, sleeping with his head on his chest so Pepper tried to reach over and feel if the bedding underneath him was wet but she couldn’t tell and decided to leave it to Tony if it was.
When Tony woke up, he felt the heavy weight on his chest and looked around but he couldn’t move without waking Peter up.
After fumbling for his phone and not finding it, he decided to carefully move Peter off of him but Peter woke up, looking at him and back on the bed for his mom.
“Shh, go back to sleep.”
“Stay.”
“I have a meeting in thirty minutes.”
Peter laid his head back on his chest. “Stay. Please.”
Tony didn’t know the next time he would be in this position with Peter so he stayed. He laid his head back down on the pillow and stared at the ceiling, wondering how today was going to go.
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He debated on taking Peter’s phone with him but Tony didn’t want Peter to wake up and be looking for it. He already deleted the texts from last night and decided with Pepper that they weren’t going to tell Peter about Kyle saying he was going to come over.
Tony took his own phone after getting dressed and brushing his teeth in the bathroom and he headed downstairs, going into his office and shutting the door behind him. He had a few things to do for work and then he was done for the day.
When Peter woke up, he rolled onto his back and yanked his thumb from his mouth once he realized what he had been doing.
Hoping his parents hadn’t seen it, he kicked the blankets off the bed, feeling below him and thanking god that it wasn’t wet. He got out of his parents bed and went into his and Morgan’s bathroom in the hallway, lifting the toilet seat up and pulling himself out to go pee then he started brushing his teeth as the bathroom door opened.
“Hey! Morgan. Stop barging in on me.” Peter pushed her back out but she shoved him out of the way to grab her brush. “Are you serious? You’re so annoying!”
“I was in here first. You came out of nowhere.”
Peter spit into the sink and rinsed his mouth. “It doesn’t mean you can just barge in on me. I need privacy too!”
Morgan pushed him out of the way so Peter turned to tell his dad. He didn’t care if it was childish. Morgan acted like doors didn’t exist in this house. “Dad? Where are you?”
“In my office.” Tony clicked off his work screen and leaned back in his chair, waiting for Peter to walk in.
Not even ten seconds later, the seventeen year old walked in, looking annoyed. Tony hoped Kyle didn’t text him again. “What’s up?”
“Can you tell Morgan to knock before she walks into the bathroom. The door was closed and I was brushing my teeth.”
Morgan appeared behind him, standing next to Peter. Although Peter was taller than her by barely two inches, Morgan was bigger than him and used that to her advantage. Peter was skinny and tiny which didn’t help.
“The door wasn’t even locked.” She argued and Peter threw his head back, sinking into the chair.
“Dad. I was literally just peeing! What if she walked in then? It’s so annoying. It’s like I get no privacy in this house.” Peter complained, turning to give Morgan a dirty look so she kicked his leg. “Oww! Did you just see that, dad?!”
“Morgan. Don’t.” Tony warned. Even though Morgan was only thirteen, she was way more mature than Peter was at that age and actually acted her age but Tony wasn’t going to compare the two because Peter was going through a lot at ages thirteen and fourteen including getting kidnapped and drugged.
He looked at Peter. “Pete, you can just lock the bathroom door.”
“I forget. Sometimes I need to go really bad and I don’t have time. Just tell her to knock.”
Tony understood that. “He’s right, Morgan. All you need to do is knock.”
“Why does it matter? He used to walk around naked at my age. Why should I have to knock.” Morgan crossed her arms over her chest and turned to Peter who’s face reddened.
“Dad.” Peter turned to Tony for him to do something about that.
Tony sighed. Him and Pepper taught Peter and Morgan to come to them if they couldn’t work out their problems because Peter bit and Morgan instigated him so Tony and Pepper needed to settle problems. Although now that meant Peter and Morgan come to them to solve all their problems.
“Morgan, just because your brother chose to walk around naked when he was your age doesn’t mean he wants you to see him naked now. Respect that and knock on the bathroom door before opening it.”
“And my bedroom door.” Peter added.
Tony found that funny. Peter was complaining about having no privacy but when he was younger, Peter would be following him everywhere and there was no such thing as knocking on a door before opening it.
“And his bedroom door. Any bedroom door for that matter.”
“I would obviously knock on yours and moms because I don’t wanna see anything gross.” Morgan got up and left, after sticking her tongue out at Peter.
Peter snapped his head to Tony. “Did you see that?!”
“I did.”
“Urg! She’s so annoying.” Peter pulled his legs up onto the chair, groaning into his hands.
“You guys are best friends. This is just a part of that.” Tony stacked some papers on his desk and Peter got up to leave but Tony wasn’t done with him yet. “Wait. Sit back down. I wanted to talk to you.”
“About Kyle?”
“Yeah.” Tony stood up and walked around the desk, leaning against it in front of Peter. “Did you hear anything else from him this morning?”
Peter shrugged. “I didn’t check. It’s fine. I’m gonna go get dressed now.”
Peter got up to leave before Tony could even stop him. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair then went back to his desk to finish up on his work for the day.
After he was done, he went into the kitchen to get food and heard his two kids laughing together. That was more like it.
“… and you put the whole hose down your bathing suit!” Morgan laughed, crumbs pouring out of her mouth.
“I never say no to a dare.” Peter reminded her.
“No one dared you to do that!” She laughed.
“Oh yeah.” Then they both bursted out laughing at whatever they were talking about.
“Hey. What’s these giggles about?” Tony asked, opening the fridge and grabbing out a jug of milk and a glass from the cabinet to pour for Peter so he could talk to him about Kyle and not have him run away.
Peter watched him closely even as he spoke. “That time in Italy when I put the hose down my pants.”
Tony chuckled at the memory. Peter was definitely the comedian of the family. “That was funny. I think what made it more funny was the fact that it was in public and not in our backyard. Silly boy.”
“I was hot.”
Tony placed the glass of milk in front of him and turned to grab berries from the fridge, popping some into his mouth. “Italy was fun. Would you guys want to go back?”
They took a two month trip to Italy when Peter wasn’t wearing diapers during the day and Tony trusted him to actually stay dry for car rides and when they dropped the bottles.
It would have been too difficult to travel with those things but the main thing they waited on was for Peter to mature a bit and not be so demanding and attached to Tony.
It got really bad at one point but they nipped it in the butt before it got any worse and then it started to get easier.
They stayed in Italy while Peter was still wetting the bed most nights and had to wear protection to bed every night and he still slept between Tony and Pepper but they couldn’t have gone at a better time.
Their kids were all at the perfect age to go.
“Yeah. I loved it there.” Peter said then took another sip of his milk, leaning against the counter.
“Me too. Bali was still the best though! It was so much fun!”
“Yeah, I liked Bali.” Peter agreed.
“Me too.” Morgan pulled her phone out of her pocket and jumped off the stool. “I’m gonna go read my book now. Bye.”
“Put your plate away first.” Tony said, smiling when she did. Once she was out of sight, Tony walked around to sit next to Peter. “I want to talk to you about Kyle.”
Peter kept his mouth on the cup, not drinking.
“Did he text you?”
Peter shrugged.
“Did you check?” A shake. “Do you want me to check?”
Peter looked at him. “Why does it even matter anyways? It’s done. You were right and so it doesn’t matter. I don’t want to talk about him anymore. So can we just pretend like it didn’t happen?”
Tony rubbed his leg. “Peter, it’s fine if you still have feelings for him. That’s totally normal. I didn’t want to be right, I wanted him to really be a good guy-”
“But I’m an idiot who trusted the guy who just wanted…” Peter looked away. He didn’t want to say that word. Maybe he definitely wasn’t ready to be doing it then…
“Don’t say that, baby. You aren’t an idiot. You’re young and naive and you still have a lot to learn but that’s why your mother and I are here to protect you from creeps like Kyle.”
Peter took another sip of his milk. “Thanks. But you don’t have to. I don’t wanna date. Boys or girls. What’s it called when you don’t like anyone?”
“Well, asexual is when you aren’t attractive to any genders.” Tony ran his fingers through Peter’s curls. “You’re so young, Peter. Just because you aren’t ready to date yet doesn’t mean you never will be.”
Peter thought about it. “Well, what if I just never like… like anyone? Ever?”
“I’ll always love you no matter what, Peter. You don’t ever need to worry about that.” Tony didn’t know what Peter’s sexuality was. He had a strong feeling that Peter was attracted to older men because of his constant need to please them. But Tony didn’t know.
Peter drank the last of his milk and leaned against Tony. “I love you.”
“I love you more than you’ll ever know.” Tony meant every word.
Smiling in contentment, Peter slid over his empty glass. “Can you get me more milk please?”
Tony kissed his head and stood up to get him some.
He would later check Peter’s phone to see no new texts or calls from Kyle so Tony knew he scared him off for good and if he did decide to show his face again, Tony would always be there to keep Peter safe.