Chapter 6
The night passed and Tony woke up like he had the best sleep of his life since… well since forever. Standing in his kitchen waiting for the coffee to be ready, his mind wandered to the young Boy and his latest message. Oh, how he wished, he could lay his hands on that slim, perfect body. He smirked at the thoughts. These mental images were the ones that made his blood boil in his veins.
Days have passed, but he felt fresh and satisfied like never before, from talking to SpideyBoy almost every night. They agreed on direct messages, rather than comments and replies, because this way no one else disturbed them. Tony felt a connection – cheeky as it may sound -, and could hardly wait for the evening to come to talk to SpideyBoy again.
They chatted about most anything. Tony’s job, the boy being at college and learning his delicious ass off, about schools in general. Tony once asked the boy about his school, but he refused to answer, telling that he values his identity, but he’s so sorry for that and he’d do anything to make Tony feel better. The chat quickly turned into a dirty talk session and neither Tony nor SpideyBoy needed much time before claiming that they’d just came into their pants.
Tony would’ve felt embarrassed, but he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed this so fucking much. This boy brought something out of him, nobody ever did before.
He was back at Stark Industries, with a shitload of paperwork, but somehow he didn’t mind it now. Pepper even commented on his good mood and asked him, if something had happened. The CEO just shrugged and turned back to his papers. He came back to his mind when Pepper tossed a paper under his nose.
“Would you please finally sign this agreement?” she asked, looking a bit annoyed.
Tony looked at her like he hasn’t seen her before, then started skimming through the paper.
“What is this?”
Pepper shrugged.
“Just an Approval and Authorization form. The MIT wants to bring some students here for a field trip. Computer Engineering Faculty. They would be here for a few hours and then leave. Nothing serious.”
Tony hummed and signed the paper.
“Do I have to show them around?” he asked, but he was really just being polite. He could not imagine a more boring thing to do than some university students roaming around… Then something clicked in him.
…
He was sitting in front of his computer, searching for a new bottle of that fantastic lube he used once when the little incoming message icon lit up. Peter’s lips curled into a smile and opened the message.
Hello Baby Boy,
Hope you’re doing okay. I can’t wait for your next video. It is due tomorrow night, right?
Peter’s smile grew a bit wider, and he started typing his message when he remembered something. Tomorrow will be the field trip to the STARK Industries, and he won’t be able to edit the video in time. It will be a one-day delay. Not tragic, but he wanted his IronDaddy to know… His? Oh my, he just referred to the man as his. Wonderful.
He sighed and started to type a reply.
Hi Daddy,
Actually, I wanted to let you know, that my video won’t be up tomorrow. I’ll need to go somewhere and won’t be home to edit it. It will be up the day after. Sorry for not telling this sooner… :(
The young boy chewed on his lower lip worryingly. He knew it sounds stupid, but he felt guilty. He doesn’t have to tell about every aspect of his life to this man… in theory, but Peter found, he really enjoys the attention IronDaddy was giving him. He liked getting messages from him, he liked answering them… It also happened more than once, that he imagined those perfect arms around him, and that perfect body working over him, giving Peter everything… The head, that belonged to the body was dark, lost in the shadows of his imagination, but still.
Incoming message:
Oh, I see. No worries, beautiful, you are more than worth waiting for. Where will you be? Can I know?
Peter smiled softly. He didn’t tell anything about his personal life except the fact, that he is a student, but it is stated in his bio on the website, so it’s nothing new. A part of him wanted to tell some information to the man, but his reasonable side disagreed. He knew it could be dangerous, so he never gives in to the temptation, however strong it was.
Sorry Daddy, I cannot tell anything concrete. But how about a deal? I will sneak out to the toilet tomorrow and send you a picture. I will be wearing one of my lace panties for you. Hm?
He wasn’t surprised when he realized, he loved the feeling of lace on his skin. He wore those panties he bought for the photoshoot on a daily basis. He found the fact, that he is wearing such lewd lingerie under his regular clothes with the others being completely unaware of this, oddly arousing. He liked playing with the idea of getting caught by a new teacher, who had exactly the same body as IronDaddy… Or his all-time crush, Tony Stark… Yeah, the fact that tomorrow he might be able to see the Man, he had innocent dreams about since he was a small child in person… Of course, after puberty hit him, the dreams became not so innocent. Tony Stark was a constant guest of his dreams. Tomorrow might be a great day.
He was totally lost in his thoughts, so he got a bit startled by the sound of yet another incoming message.
You sure as hell know how to negotiate in certain situations ;) Deal, Baby!
A devilish smirk spread across Peter’s face. He will make sure his Daddy will lose his mind.