Caught
Peter was hoping that Bucky could help him out. See, he's been working on something in the lab that Tony had given him and he was hoping that he could get an extra set of eyes because there was no way that that reaction was suppose to happen like it was and he needed to make sure that he wasn't seeing things. "Hey, Bu...cky..." He started, but quickly cut himself off when he saw that the man's door was cracked open, which was odd; Bucky tended to keep his door shut if he was inside. As quietly as he could, Peter crept closer to the opening of the door and what he saw had him recoiling to cover up the sound of him sucking in a large breath.
Bucky was masturbating.
I should come back later. Parker knew that, give the man some privacy as he relieved some stress, but...something kept Peter there. Granted, he used his powers so he was now on the ceiling and, hopefully, less likely to be seen by Barnes, but still. Peter kept a hand over his mouth to muffle any sounds that might come from him while he watches Bucky jerk off. God, why am I still here? Was he just curious about how another man got off? Or was it more? Peter didn't know at the moment, too enraptured by how Bucky's flesh hand moved teasingly over the dark red head of his penis.
Bucky's lower lip was caught between his teeth, Peter noticing that the older man had cut his hair back to the length of when he first 'met' him during the fight at the airport. Fuck, he looks good like that. His pants were popped open and resting on the middle of his hips, but that was as far down as they went; he was still wearing his boots, but nothing else, giving Peter a delicious sight of the Winter Soldier's chest, toned and defined muscles going taunt before relaxing whenever he seemed to touch sensitive places on his cock.
His strokes were slow and deliberate, teasing his shaft with his blunt nails, strongly rubbing the palm of his hand against the tip, and Parker saw the way he chewed on his lip with each spark of pleasure he must be feeling. Once again, Spider-Man felt himself begin to stir in his pants, but he wasn't gonna try and deny his body this time. It was so weird to him; he's always found Bucky attractive in a platonic way, but was he really attracted to men? His body was telling him yes, but Peter himself wasn't sure.
However, Peter found himself biting his lip the same way Bucky was when the man let out a muffled moan and his body smoothly rolled with the wave of bliss that crossed his face. Bucky had sped up his strokes now, focusing more on the head, teasing it more with both the tips of his human fingers as well as the nails, gently scraping them over the glands and wow. Bucky released his lower lip in favor of let out a low, deep, needy moan, his metal hand quickly coming up to quiet himself. Barnes's eyes had fluttered closed at this point, Peter faintly hearing the sound of flesh hitting flesh as Bucky went back to stroking his whole member.
And Peter was rock hard in his sweats. He was honestly fighting the urge to both touch himself, and walk inside of Bucky's room and let the older man touch him instead. He felt his vocal cords vibrate with a moan and he prayed that Bucky didn't hear him. It seemed like he didn't, but Peter now noticed that the man's metal hand had slipped away from his mouth and that the super soldier he was watching was mumbling something over and over, but his lips moved so faintly that he couldn't make out what he was saying. A groan left Bucky as his face started to twist tighter and Parker saw his body begin to grow taunt. Oh my God. Am I really gonna watch him cum?
It seemed like he was because before Peter could do anything else, Bucky's hips jerked up harshly with a poorly muffled moan and his seed shot out, the thick, white ropes painting his abs as well as the back of his hand. He was barely sweating, breathing only a little faster than normal as the pleasure sank into his body, muscles relaxing as he sank further into his bed. "Fuck..." He finally spoke, his steel blue eyes open again and the bliss he was feeling was so clear to Peter. The teen felt that his cock was throbbing now, and he swore that he was actually leaking pre-cum from what he saw.
...What would it be like if he got me off? Would I feel as good as he does? It was obvious to Peter that Bucky jerked off much differently than he did, but he wanted to know what that felt like; he was so tempted to reveal himself and ask Bucky to pleasure him just like he does himself. Of course, that's gonna have to wait for a much later date as Tony walked into the hallway and, "Peter? What are you doing?" Bucky jerked his head to his cracked door, just now reaching over to clean himself up and heard, "N-Nothing!"
The teenager's voice was coming from higher up than normal; on the ceiling, higher up. Barnes put himself back in his pants as he hurriedly cleaned up, tossing the used tissues into the little trashcan by his bed as he stood and made his way over to his door. He opened it up fully and glanced up to the ceiling, but he only found an empty space. "Kid's fast; already left." Tony stated as he walked closer, leaning against the wall next to his door. "...Think he's been there long?" Tony shrugged. "Hard to say. I only noticed he wasn't in his lab about 20 minutes ago." Bucky chewed on his lower lip for a moment; he's been jerking off for the last half hour.
"Why? Something you didn't want the kid to see?" Tony asked and Barnes shook his head. "No. I'm just not sure why he didn't come into my room, or even knock if he was right outside; he knows I don't mind him being in my room." "Perhaps he wanted to give you some privacy for something?" Tony offered, but that only made Bucky worry a little more. Had Peter been watching him jerk off?