Pls write a filty AU with Tony and Steve as peter’s dads
(warning for extreme incest, jfc im going to hell)
To say that it was wrong was un understatement. It was filthy, disgusting, completely and utterly bad. Yet neither of them could get enough.
And it all started when one night Tony was fucking into Steve’s delicious heat and a pleasure moment caught him in the spot, making him whisper oh so slowly: “Peter”.
They both stopped, looking at each other with fear before Tony was unwrapping himself in apologies, in cries, in desperate calls for help.
“I’m sick” he cried. Steve’s eyes only turned darker as he mumbled to his husband: “Say it again, Tony”.
Since then, every time they fucked, their son was the one they were imagining between them. They weren’t selfish, they knew that if it ever came to that, they would share. Loving husbands it is.
Neither of them made a move, not even when Steve constantly had to excuse himself from family dinners when the desserts came and Peter was licking around the fork like his life depended on it, not even when Tony lurked around the kitchen in the afternoons, waiting for his boy to go collect his mid-day snack and bend over the counter, watching as those tight pants his son insisted on wearing stretched around the perfect shape of his ass.
But they both had raised a very smart kid. And now both of those things were intentional. He never forgot the mid-day snack again, and he waited anxiously for family dinner so he could watch his dad get a boner for him.
Yet, he was the kid. He wasn’t supposed to say anything at all, and so, he came up with a plan.
He made sure a Thursday night both his dads were home and brought a boy home. A... very muscular, dominant, sexy boy. He knew that both Tony and Steve knew he was gay, but he also wanted them to know he had a sex life. Sorta.
He didn’t even try to sneak the boy into his room, practically displaying it for this dads, kissing him in the door of his own room, aware that he was being watched. The other guy couldn’t keep his hands off him, and was drawing little moans from Peter’s sinful lips that were driving Tony fucking crazy.
And as soon as the door was shut and locked -the little slut had the audacity to lock it-, Tony was turning to Steve and practically growling into his ear: “We have to do something, Steve, we can’t- we...”
“What are we gonna do? Burst into his room? We’re the ones that gave him the green light to date!”
“Well, we fucking shouldn’t have” muttered Tony, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the kitchen counter.
“W’e’re his parents, Tony! Our- our sick desires are just ours...”
Tony stood there. “You didn’t think they were disgusting while I was fucking you. His name was all over your lips, or am I remembering wrong? You pulling my hair as you whispered ‘just like that, son’”
Steve gulped, recognizing himself as guilty as his lover.
Suddenly, a very high-pitched moan came from Peter’s bedroom, and Steve was back on his feet, dark, desperate eyes. “I want him, Tony”
Tony nodded. “Let’s kick the fucker out of our own fucking house, for fuck’s sake”.
They both walked determined towards their kid’s door, opening almost with no need for strenght, and finding Peter being restrained by the other boy’s firm hands, naked torso upwards and with the other male between his legs. Steve silently thanked jesus for Peter’s need to go slow. His boy was untouched.
“Out. Now” exclaimed Tony. “If you’re not out of the house parameters in less than five minutes I’m putting the Iron Man suit”, which must’ve scared the boy, because he grabbed his things and after glancing one more time towards Peter spread on the bed, he left, slamming the door.
Tony needed to calm himself down, so he ran his hands through his face while Steve muttered: “get dressed, okay, we’ll talk about this later”. He then, grabbed Tony’s hand and started to walk out.
“Hey, if you’re gonna kick my date out, then the least you could do is finish his job”
They both stopped dead in their tracks, re-entering the room and looking at Peter between shocked and annoyed. “What?” muttered Tony. “What did you say?”
Peter slowly stood up and walked two steps towards them, looking at Steve up and down, then looking down at their crotches. “You don’t seem to mind, precisely”
“Did you plan this?” asked Steve, stuttering. Peter smirked and slowly placed his hand on top of Steve’s growing erection, kissing up his torso, his lower lip opening slightly, making him look extremely sexual.
Steve closed his eyes momentarily, so Peter turned his head to Tony and extended his hand towards him, bringing him close. Every single morality situation was being questioned. Steve and Tony shared a look and Tony shrugged slightly. Steve looked down, a little ashamed of himself.
And maybe, just maybe, their would have desisted from doing it if the boy hadn’t whispered close to Tony’s ear: “Common, daddy”, at which Tony took him by the waist and spun them around, shoving Peter against the wall and collapsing their lips together, the man desperately eating the boy’s mouth.
Peter moaned submissively, which was Steve’s queu, making him yank Tony back by the hair and start kissing and nibbling at Peter’s neck. Tony wiggled our of the restrain and placed himself at the other side of Peter’s neck, sucking. Four hands were going down Peter’s body, touching, pulling, squeezing, riding the clothes up, making the boy whine with desperation.
“Wanna taste your lips, daddy” he moaned, turning his head to Steve, who sealed the deal with the devil by finally biting down onto those tasteful lips.
Tony was pressing his bulge onto Peter’s thigh, rutting against him like a wolf in heat, biting so hard on his neck that he caused Peter to split from the kiss, and throw his head back, wrapping an arm on each of his dads.
Almost in unison, Tony and Steve lifted Peter and threw him in the bed, undressing fast, undressing each other and suddenly melting into a needy make out session in front of their kid, who was bititng his lower lip and moving his free hand down his body, turned on.
When Peter got tired of not having attention, he moved towards them and pulled them close to the bed by the arms, breaking their kiss so they would notice Peter was almost completely naked.
Tony was in awe. So fucking beautiful. Peter slowly made his way to Tony’s lips, kissing him as he knew Steve was pulling down his underwear, revealing Peter’s perfectly round ass.
Peter threw himself back and Tony fell on top of him, at which Peter opened his legs immediately for. Steve looked for lube until he found it, coating his fingers on it and then pulling Tony back, once again by the hair. The man growled both in excitement and annoyance.
There was not much time for them to fight over Peter because as soon as they were both pulled back, they were struck by the sight. Peter was spread on the bed, curls over his face, cock leaking precum and his own hands touching himself, pinching at his nipples.
Tony looked down and realized the boy was already dripping. Wet, like a fucking girl. “Did you stretch out for us or for the guy that was here?” asked Steve, as he realized what his husband was looking out.
“I want you both daddies inside me. At the same time”
Tony almost choked. Steve only coated his cock with the lube he had on his fingers, until it was enough, passing it onto Tony, who was ready in no time. They both kneeled in the bed, spreading Peter’s legs further, making the boy shiver in anticipation.
“Are you ready, baby?” asked Tony, lining up with the boy’s entrance and placing Steve right next to him. He knew the stretch was going to be a lot, but he was sure Spiderman could take it. This was the only situation super-healing was actually needed.
Peter nodded and got both his hands down, caressing his dads faces, giving them the green light.
They both pushed in so slowly, Peter thought it was rather painful, but the moan that escaped his lips was enough to make Tony and Steve go deeper, having a mutual greement to each take one of Peter’s legs, basically help the boy out.
“Fucking. Move” muttered Peter, with tears falling down his eyes.
“Watch you language, Peter” muttered Steve, at which Tony gave him the look. “Right. We’re fucking him”
Tony pushed deeper and so did Steve until they found a pace that suited them. Peter was so sensitive he was sure he was gonna come soon.
Both Steve and Tony started to fuck brutally inside him, running their hands on his body, squeezing his thighs, stimulating his cock, and hitting the right spot inside of him over and over again until Peter was crying out loud and squirming like a girl, shooting come all over his tummy.
“Daddies!” he cried, as Steve and Tony managed somehow to come at the same time, spilling inside him so much cum that it was dripping out of his stretched hole, red hole, that was milking them dry, clenching like a fucking pussy.
They both pulled away but Steve went to lay down next to him. Tony stayed down and kneeled between his son’s legs, licking the come back inside Peter and pressing a finger inside, then laying down as well, keeping the come in place.
“You’re gonna have to show off a big stain tomorrow at school” warned Tony, who was planning on keeping that come there for at least the whole weekend so every single human, dog, alive creature knew that he was marked and specially, owned.
Steve laughed and wrapped his arms around both Peter, who was drifting off and Tony.
“Only if you promise to fill it again soon, daddy”
Tony looked at Steve from the other side of the bed. They both nodded in agreement. That boy was gonna be wrecked, destroyed and completely and utterly collapsed by them.
(just- enjoy the weekend while i drown myself in the flames of hell)
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