Do you ever lose an hour of sleep? I'm prepared to lose some with you
“Turn the fuck around Rogers, that’s an order.”
Steve’s eyes widened in reply, but before he could open his mouth Tony grabbed his waist and flipped him over, this time there was no resistance. He pulled Steve’s ass up into the air as Steve rested his elbows on the arm rest grudgingly.
“Now that’s more like it.” He drew a hand back and slapped that perky little butt and Steve yelped. “This ass was made to be ridden Steve.” Steve dropped his head onto his arms for a moment and tried to catch his breath, but Tony pulled his arm back and spanked Steve as hard as he could, leaving, disappointingly, only a faint red mark. But he did notice Steve’s cock start to dribble and he grinned. “Oh baby did you like that. Is that your thing? Or have you never been spanked before. Never been treated like the bad boy you are.” Tony purred seductively.
Steve didn’t reply, but he shifted his ass under Tony’s hands and Tony took the meaning. He pulled his other hand back this time, replacing his other hand on Steve’s waist and steadying him. He slapped Steve’s left cheek with all his might and Steve groaned into his arms, he could almost see Steve biting down on his lip, trying to hold the sound in.
Tony leaned down and gave Steve’s cock a quick tug. “Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about you big boy, but this ass is demanding my attention. It’s gonna be tough work leaving a mark on a super soldier.”
Tony pushed his hands up Steve’s back, then raked his fingernails down the smooth flesh there. Steve whimpered and squirmed, but didn’t try to move away. Instead he let out a breathy whisper that Tony barely heard. “Again…”
Tony sat up and slapped Steve hard across both cheeks. “Who the fuck said you could talk soldier.” Steve jumped, but continued to present his ass to Stark like a birthday gift.
Tony kneaded his knuckles into the tight muscles there, then stroked down Steve’s hard thighs and back up again, he worked his hands around to the sensitive inner thigh and dragged his nails up them wickedly and Steve moaned, his cock twitching over Tony’s hands. “Come on Steve, a little louder now babe.” He spanked Steve twice in quick succession and Steve really cried out then, pain and pleasure mingling in his voice.
“There we go, normally we can’t get you to shut up about patriotism and shit, don’t go quiet on me now baby, show me how much you want it.” Tony sat back on his haunches and stroked himself, watching as Steve caught his breath, taking in the sight of Captain America bent over an armrest in front of him, naked and flushed. If that wasn’t the sexiest thing he had seen in a long time…
Steve looked back at Tony, his eyes burning, and licked his lips as he saw Tony pleasuring himself to the sight of his naked body. He longed to reach down to his throbbing cock, and he wondered if Stark would hit him again if he tried. He decided Tony would, so he did it. Quick as a flash Tony dropped his cock and socked his open palm into Steve’s ass and Steve let out the loudest moan he could muster, dropping his head into his hands and groaning, flirting his ass at Tony.
“You know, for someone who is veeeeery lacking in this area of expertise you’re a fast learner Rogers. What it must feel like to be you, knowing you can take all the pounding I can give you.”
Steve took in a breath. “I want it, I can take it all.” He panted, eyeing Tony up once more.
Tony raised his hands to Steve’s slowly reddening ass and stroked his cheeks. “Is this the first time you’ve not played it safe in sex Rogers? The first time you’ve got a bit freaky.” Tony spread Steve’s cheeks and fingered Steve’s hole lightly.
“Oh, yes, yes it is!” Steve bit down on his arm and Tony saw it, he rifled around him, found the bottle of lube and coated his fingers with it, then slipped his fingers inside Steve once more. He put in four and Steve clenched around his hand so Tony slapped him hard. Steve bucked his hips but relented, allowing Tony to start working him.
“I reckon you could take my whole hand if I tried Rogers.”
Steve nodded into the pillow and Tony chuckled, digging his fingers into Steve, searching for his prostate. He hit it and Steve rocked back onto his hand with a force that Tony reckoned would probably actually break his wrist if he tried to fist the bigger man. That had him laughing and he withdrew his fingers, eliciting a moan from Steve. He’d never really been one for that kind of stuff anyway.
He quickly reached down and pumped Steve’s shaft a couple of times, enjoying watching Steve squirm under his ministrations, then let go and spanked Steve once more for good measure. Steve’s cock was positively dripping now, but Tony knew he had a lot more left in him. He straightened up and leaned forwards, dragging his teeth down Steve’s rock hard ass, something he’d been dying to do ever since he’d got a good look at it.
He sat up, keeping Steve’s cheeks spread, and positioned his cock at Steve’s entrance, he rubbed the tip of his cock around Steve’s asshole and Steve pushed back onto it. He slapped Steve once more. “Ah ah, you be a good boy now.” Steve stifled a groan in the cushions in reply.
He pushed the head of his cock into Steve and gave a couple of quick, shallow thrusts, enjoying watching himself open Steve up, his lopsided smile grew wider and he took Steve’s hips in his hands. There was an audible slap of flesh on flesh as Tony pounded himself into Steve and Steve cried out, his head coming off his arms and his eyes flying open. Tony pulled himself back and slammed himself into Steve once more, then he started to really thrust. If Steve had thought he was being rough earlier he was in for a huge surprise. Tony pounded into Steve, he leaned over and shoved his shoulders down into the sofa then dragged his nails across Steve’s ribs as he thrust into the super soldier with all his strength. He left Steve’s cock to bounce and throb, enjoying the sight of it as it bounced in and out of view with every thrust. Now Steve was groaning, moaning and almost sobbing into the sofa, Tony leaned forwards and stuck his lubed fingers in Steve’s mouth.
“Oh gross Tony what the fuck!” Steve spat and Tony burst out laughing without slowing down his thrusts.
“Doesn’t taste like strawberries anymore does it Rogers.”
“You’re actually vile.” But Steve was laughing too in spite of himself, well, trying to laugh in between his now very rancorous moaning. “Do it, again and I’ll, bite the fucking things… off.” Steve panted.
“Ooh, you tease.” Tony was panting too now, his breath became ragged much quicker than Steve’s, who had recovered from the first part of the tryst very quickly indeed. He felt his own cock begin to throb and willed himself to hold on, he hit Steve’s prostate again and again and now Steve was screaming.
“Oh Tony! Oh God Tony!”
“Dirty blasphemer.” Tony cried back.
“I don’t care Tony, just! Fuck! Me!”
Tony allowed his grin to stay plastered to his face as he listened to Steve rave and swear as Tony pounded into his ass like it was an enemy, every slap of flesh on flesh fuelling his lust.
“Oh Tony, I can’t, ah, I can’t hold on much longer.” Steve cried out and Tony heard a ripping and then Steve spat out feathers.
“Was that my couch you little prick!” Tony yelled.
Steve spat out more feathers and gripped the edge of the armrest until his knuckles went white. Tony heard a rending whine as Steve bent the metal frame, and then the whole couch lurched as part of the frame snapped under Steve’s hand.
“You owe me a new sofa Steve.” Tony gasped.
“You’re a… billionaire… buy another.” Steve panted between groans.
“Better make it worth my while then pretty boy.” Tony dragged his fingernails once more down Steve’s ribs and he was pleased to see red welts slowly rising from Steve’s tanned skin.
Steve cried out and threw his head back and Tony leaned down, backtracking his earlier plan and grabbed Steve’s ready to erupt shaft, ripping the condom off, he wanted to feel the hot cum on his skin. He started to pump Steve in time with his thrusts, causing Steve to keep clenching his ass around Tony’s pulsing cock, and then his whole body clamped down on Tony’s cock as he came, cum spurting out across the sofa and Steve’s arms, gushing down Tony’s hand as he screamed Tony’s name over and over.
Tony felt himself begin to climax and his thrusts became erratic, Steve held onto Tony’s cock, pushing back into his thrusts and then Tony was crying out Steve’s name in between expletives. He felt himself explode into Steve and as he pulled back and continued to thrust he looked down to see cum already leaking out and down to his balls from the edges of the condom, that was one hell of a load he’d just shot into Steve’s perfect ass.
He rode out the climax, still pumping Steve’s cock as Steve’s cum ran over his fingers and dripped into a pool on the sofa and soaked in, gross. As Steve’s cock started to go flaccid he pulled his ass of Tony’s own cock and spun around, Tony had time to think damn he recovers fast, before Steve had shoved Tony into the sofa, he peeled the condom off Tony’s still erect shaft and took it in his mouth. His hot breath ran down his shaft as took Tony’s cock like it was an ice lolly and Tony couldn’t take his eyes off the sight before him. He took his cum covered hand and put a finger in his mouth, tasting Rogers on his tongue and he groaned. Steve finally released Tony’s now limp penis and licked the cum off his lips, eliciting another groan from Tony.
Then Steve crawled up Tony and forced his mouth onto Tony’s own, Tony tasted himself on Steve’s lips and drew in a heavy breath, kissing Steve back as hard as his tired body would allow. He pulled Steve into him, Steve’s still dribbling cock dripping down Tony’s thigh as he slid his leg up and down Steve’s own. Steve left Tony’s mouth and worked his way down Tony’s neck and onto his chest, where he bit down hard.