Peter isn’t sure what he expected when he came home from classes, but Tony wearing one of the silly meme shirts Peter bought off of a third party site with a 15% discount code while drunk isn’t it.
He also isn’t expecting how hard he gets seeing Tony wearing his stuff.
“Hey, kid. Pretty sure you left this behind the other day, and, well, I am known for being selfish and greedy, so.” Tony tossed him a smile over his shoulder but didn’t otherwise look up from his tinkering at the kitchen counter.
Why he was disassembling parts there of all places Peter didn’t know but he wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity.
“That’s fine. I’m feeling a little greedy myself.” Peter slid into the spot behind him, pressing his hips flush to Tony’s ass while his hands slipped in front and made slow, loving, stroking pets towards his lover’s fantastic cock. He was delighted to feel Tony had hardened in the time it took his fingers to wiggle beneath the hem of his pants and wrap around the girth of his shaft.
“This is really delicate work here. I probably shouldn’t be distracted, you know.” Tony sounded amused and his cock was only getting bigger in Peter’s hand.
“Pretend I’m not here. You don’t even have to stop.” Peter kissed the nape of his neck gently. He ran his hand up and down, root to tip, squeezing below the glans. “I’ll take care of the both of us.”
