Day 7
7. Praise-kink | Body Swap | Aphrodisiacs | Incest
We gonna do incest ladies and gents… I’m feeling uncle!Tony like the fabulous the-mad-starker bc that made me cream my jeans,, okay? I also threw in some belly bulging for my personal kink fill
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Peter knew it was wrong, he just couldn’t help it. There was just something so attractive and refined about his Uncle Tony. Pete couldn’t help when his gave would fall on Tony’s biceps when they pulled his button downs tight across his bulging muscles. And the way Tony could sip on his scotch without a single grimace sent Peter into a hormonal mess.
That’s why Peter could not contain his excitement when his uncle invited him to an actual grown-up party. Tony sent Peter to his personal tailor to get a custom suit made for his nephew.
Peter was now dressed in the suit, sitting in a fancy booth in the ballroom of a hotel somewhere in New York with his uncle and a few of his business partners while Tony tossed back drink after drink. The entire table is laughing at some conversation but all Peter can focus on is the way Tony’s tongue ran across his bottom lip to catch a drop of the amber liquid before it could get away. Later into the night, their previous group had moved on to other tables, leaving just the two of them in the booth together. Tony called for an extra glass of the dark liquid he had been drinking all night and slid it over to Peter.
“Think it’s time you tried it. Gotta get used to the taste if you’re gonna be my plus one to more of these.”
At the mention of getting to come to more parties with Tony, Peter accepted the glass and swallowed most of it down before sputtering at the burn. Tony lets out a chuckle at Peter’s now red cheeks and the liquor that’s now dripping down his chin. The older man reaches his thumb out to collect the liquid before it drips on Peter’s suit, the boy’s lips catch on Tony’s thumb and he immediately opens his mouth wider for Tony to push in.
Tony’s breath catches in his throat at the sight of Peter’s pink lips wrapped around his thumb and the feeling of his soft tongue suckling around the digit. Pete’s eyes widen at the realization of what he just did and he immediately lets Tony’s finger drop from his mouth. “I’m so- I didn’t me- I uh, sorry, uh, yeah- fuck.” Peter chokes out, cheeks burning red in embarrassment.
Tony, on the other hand, feel his cock stir in his slacks at the memory of the hollowed cheeks and doe eyes of his nephew. He wants to rip him apart.
“Will you come to my room?” Tony questioned, fingers still tracing over Peter’s lips. The boy let out a breathless whimper and nodded his head at his uncle’s request. Tony guides Peter through the crowd with a hand on the small of his back. They make it into the elevator and the doors shut before Tony breaks. He slams Peter against the wall in a searing kiss, pressing his hips into Peter’s.
“You feel what that little mouth did to me baby? Feel how hard you made me?” Tony growls, thrusting his hips into his nephew’s, soaking in the little whimpers he lets out when their cocks grind together.
The elevator dings when it reaches the top floor and the two barely break apart in time for the doors to open. Tony grabs Peter’s hand and yanks the boy behind him, making a bee-line to his room. They make it inside the suite and Peter is thrown onto the bed, Tony’s predatory stare falling down over his body.
Peter yanks his uncle down onto himself by the neck, crashing their lips together again while he ruts his hips up onto Tony’s thigh.
“Tony, fuck, want you to fuck me.”
And how could Tony say no to that? With a beautifully willing boy in his hotel room?
“You gonna be good? Gonna listen to your uncle?”
Peter whimpers out at Tony’s words, cheeks turning pink again.
“Fuck, little Peter likes to be praised, hmm? Got a little praise kink, like to be good?”
Peter nods his head, words caught in his throat. Tony starts undressing himself, ripping his tie off and nearly tearing the seams of his dress shirt before he’s back on the boy, kissing and sucking bruises down his porcelain neck.
They make no time at all in getting completely naked, biting and sucking at each other until their skin is sore. Tony turns the boy onto his stomach, forcing him up to his knees before pulling his cheeks apart and blowing a line of air over the boy’s hole.
“Got such a pretty hole back here, baby. So so pink, bet it tastes so nice.” Peter feels another wave of arousal at Tony’s words and lets out a loud moan at the feeling of Tony’s tongue lapping over his hole. Tony licks into the boy, sucking on his rim and fucking his tongue into the tight muscle until the boy is crying.
“Tony, want your cock, please, wan’ feel you in my tummy.” Peter whimpers out, pushing his hips back in the hopes of talking Tony into it.
“Okay baby, I’ve got you. Look so pretty like this, all pretty and pliable.”
Peter whimpers at the comments, feeling his cheeks heat up again when he feels the silky, blunt head of Tony’s cock pushing up to his rim.
The initial stretch brings tears to Peter’s eyes, and the boy finally cries out when Tony’s seated balls deep in his hole. The stretch is more than he’s ever taken, and he swears he can feel Tony’s cock in his throat. Tony slowly pulls out before thrusting himself back in, throwing more force behind sinking into the boy’s hole, he slowly loses control until he’s absolutely ramming into the boy.
Peter is a mess, the movement of Tony’s hips hurts so good in a way he could never imagine and Tony’s words constantly throw Peter deeper into his arousal.
“Look at you, fucking gagging for your uncle’s dick. Needed to be filled so bad, hm baby?”
Tony cants his hips up at a new angle, resulting in a yelp and a jolt of Peter’s body.
“Fuck, daddy, s’ right there, keep on- right there.” He moans out, breath being punched out of him with every thrust of his uncle’s cock.
“Oh, baby, daddy found your spot, gonna make my boy cum on my cock.”
Tony moved his hands from the boy’s hips to wrap around his stomach, hoping for a deeper grip, but groans out when he feels the bulge of Peter’s stomach.
“Fuck, Pete, give me y- put your hand right here, fuck.”
Tony’s still thrusting into the boy, feel the shape of his cock through the boy’s belly with every thrust.
When Peter places his hand over his belly, he glances back in confusion. “Tony, wha- oh.” The boy was cut off with a particularly hard thrust from the man behind him.
“That’s my cock, it’s too big for your little body, your little tummy’s gotta make room for it.”
Peter whimpered out in awe, keeping his hand over the part of his tummy that bulged out with every thrust, feeling his orgasm grow closer and closer.
“Tony, I need- my cock- need you to- fuck, touch me.” Peter cried out, almost incoherent with his words. Tony obliged, wrapping his hand around the younger boy’s cock in a tight grip, giving him two firm jerks before the boy was clamping down on his cock and spilling out over Tony’s cock.
Peter’s already tight hole squeezing and pulsing around Tony’s cock milked the orgasm from the older man, who released into the boy with a groan.
The next morning, Peter stared at the hickeys littering his neck and tried his best to decide what the fuck he was gonna tell May.