Chapter 8
The moment Peter got back to his dorm room -and saw that his roommate was once again out- threw his backpack to the side and reached into his pants to grab himself. He wasn’t surprised when he found himself hard and leaking. The mental image of Tony Stark finding him in the restroom in nothing just a scandalous panty, playing with a plug in his ass, while recording himself for a stranger on the internet egged him on more than it should. He couldn’t suppress a whine escaping his lungs as he stroked himself harder and faster, the exact way he imagined Mr. Stark would fuck him.
Like a needy, hungry whore… He shivered at the thought and reached for the plug still inside him. He tugged it and then pushed in again, matching the rhythm to the hand working on his cock.
“…enjoy the rest of your stay…” The flirty sentence echoed in his mind over and over again and he had to bite his lips to prevent a loud moan. It would be unlikely for his dormmates to hear him… Not that it didn’t turn him on.
He didn’t really need much, a few minutes of work and he came hard and long with a shaky breath. He headed straight to the bathroom and got under the shower.
After cleaning up himself –and rubbing one more out, damn his libido- he changed into comfy pajamas and jumped into his bed. It was late, but he couldn’t wait with the pictures and the video he made in the toilet of the STARK INDUSTRIES, he opened his laptop and logged in the site.
“IronDaddy will be happy when he sees these” he thought, sent the man what they had agreed on, then closed the computer and went to sleep.
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It was all too suspicious, one would think. By some universal law, it was more than luck. Others would be nervous about the upcoming causes after such positive events, but not Tony. No, Tony Stark was by no means nervous. He wasn’t happy either. He was satisfied. Over the top. Grinning like an idiot, and feeling like he could just save the world with one word.
“Yes!”
He was sitting at his desk with his computer in front of him, a message open. His pupils were dilated. The short message made him smile fondly, but the pictures and the video were the very things he was honestly waiting for.
Hi, Daddy
I hope you’ll like what I had on today. (I nearly got caught tho’ :) )
There were two photos of the young man, standing in a restroom which was NO DOUBT one of his company’s. Not forgetting the adorable lace wonder what the boy wore, he finally could pair a face to the luscious body. And the video… A part of him was angry with himself for interrupting the lewd act, but the thought that he was able to find this boy was almost making him purr.
Oh, what he could have done to the boy when he would have been just a little more insistent. He would’ve closed the door after himself, locking the young boy - Peter – in there with him. He would’ve cage him to the neatly tiled wall, smirking knowingly. Ah, how he would tease the boy.
Tony was sure, Peter would be frustrated, maybe there would even be tears in his shining brown eyes, but Tony would love that. Because when he would finally touch the boy, he would forget all his problems and frustrations from before and he would moan Tony’s name in pure ecstasy.
Oh yes, Tony would love to make that happen next time they both are in STARK INDUSTRIES, but before that, he would have to court the boy… well, somehow.
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Wow, Baby Boy! This was really something! I knew that lace suits you, but this is beyond perfect.
Getting caught, you say? Hm, I wouldn’t have liked that. Anyone might find you, they most likely wouldn’t be able to resist you and you’d have been ended up smashed up against the wall with a really lucky someone between your smooth legs. ;)
The first thing in the morning Peter saw was this message. It seems like his IronDaddy was more than pleased with the present he got.
He is going to livestream tonight, and he really hoped IronDaddy will be there too, but first: survive the day. It was a Saturday, but he usually had to prepare for his seminars and presentations, he had two projects for classes too, thus he promised Ned to meet up. It had been a while…
In the afternoon, after he finished one of the projects, he texted Ned to meet at the campus, he really wanted to show his friend around.