Title: Daddy’s Dirty Little Cum Dumpster
Pairing: Tony Stark/Peter Parker, Tony Stark/Peter Parker/Happy Hogan (sorta)
Warnings: Underage, Rape/Non-con elements
Tags: dacryphilia, dubious consent, watersports, pissing inside, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cross dressing, daddy kink, bukkake, micropenis, I wrote this instead of sleeping, underage, M/M, M/M/M (sorta), you’ll see
Summary: Peter gets a surprise pickup from school from his Daddy, but he wasn’t expecting all this.
Peter walked out of the school building and was surprised and pleased to see a limo waiting right in front. He could see Tony in the back wearing his signature sunglasses and scrolling through his phone. Grinning, he waved off MJ and Ned to go on without him and hopped right into Mr. Stark’s limo eagerly.
“Hey Mr. St-Stark!” He stumbled as his backpack got caught while he dropped it to the floor.
Tony grinned as Peter closed the door behind himself and dropped his bag. Once the door was closed, he rolled up the tinted windows, carelessly discarding his sunglasses.
“Hey baby, no one is here, don’t you want to come greet me properly like we discussed when we’re alone?” He uncrossed his legs invitingly.
Peter paused and glanced fearfully towards the front of the vehicle where the partition was down, and he could see Happy driving them silently. “Uhhh…” He shifted uncomfortably.
“Don’t worry about Happy baby, he’s focused on the road so this counts as alone.” He prompted and raised a single eyebrow expectantly.
“I, uh…” Peter mumbled. “Hi Daddy.” He whispered.
Tony grinned. “Come on baby, don’t you want to give Daddy a more fun hello?” He spread his legs pointedly. Peter flushed adorably and shuffled closer to him, glancing repeatedly towards Happy.
“Daddy?” He paused, pausing after having scooted closer to his mentor.
“You know one of the best parts of a limo baby?” Tony asked conversationally and lifted his hand to lazily card his fingers through the boy’s hair. He could feel the resulting shake of the boy’s head and tightened his grip on the hair to pull lightly. “There’s so much room back here for the passengers to… enjoy themselves.” He guided brunette hair closer, pushing down as he did so.
Peter got the hint easily enough and he looked down where he could see the hard outline of his mentor’s erection tenting the tailored slacks. He tilted his eyes up and caught his Daddy’s eyes desperately, darting constantly back to Happy.
Determined to divert Peter from the other man and needing to show him off as much as he safely could, Tony used his other hand to unzip himself and pull out his cock to stroke absently.
“Is my baby nervous?” He grinned. “Does he need his binky?” He pushed more intently at the boy’s head, pushing himself into the wet heat he loved so much. “That’s it baby, suck it for Daddy. Get Daddy good and wet.” He pushed Peter’s head down on himself over and over again, delighting in the way he gaged around him occasionally.
Peter squirmed desperately; the knowledge that Happy could see him in the rearview mirror becoming less important as he slurped at the man he idolized. He tongued the slit when he could to gather the welling drops of pre that were coming faster as he continued to suck.
“Fuck baby, so good. Gonna make me cum, come off. That’s it." He praised as he pulled Peter up by his hair. Peter whined, his mouth open and his tongue out to drag off the last drops he could from his cock.
“Daddy?” He didn’t bother lowering his voice any longer, eyes only for Tony. Tony dragged his eyes down to see Peter’s own rising problem.
“Does my baby have a little stiffy?” He teased. He reached out to drag a single finger over the tent and thumbed open the boy’s fly where he could see the frilly lace of the panties he’d bought, pleased to see that Peter was wearing them today. He slowly unzipped the offensive pants before stopping completely. “Get undressed for Daddy, baby. Leave on those gorgeous panties though.” He could already tell they were one of the white lace pair he’d bought.
Peter hastened to obey, discarding his clothes until he was left in his tented panties. “Good boy, so pretty for Daddy. Look at that cute little thing.” He smirked and prodded at the boy’s cock that more than easily fit within the confines of the ladies’ lingerie, causing it to twitch. “Such a cute little clit, all hard for me. I’m gonna make you squirt for Daddy all over the car, make it smell like sex and desperate baby boy, fuck you till you cry.” Tony continued to poke and prod at the little stiffy while tears welled in his protégé’s eyes.
“Please Daddy!” Peter cried out, hands clenched at his sides and knowing he wasn’t allowed to touch himself without permission. “Please, fuck me!”
“Oh, don’t worry, I will.” Tony promised. “Get on the floor facing away from me.”
Peter moved quickly but when he moved to take off his panties, Tony stilled him with a hand on his hip, trapping the panties in place. “Good boy, so good for me.” He praised, rubbing the skin around the panties.
He hiked up the boy’s hips a little higher and pushed his back down. His ass was up in Tony’s lap while his upper body was down on the floor. Tony pulled the panties to the side without taking them off. He could see the cute twitching little hole winking up at him invitingly.
Tony grabbed the travel sized packet of lube from his jacket pocket, still fully dressed with his cock heavy and jutting out of his pants. Ripping it open with his teeth, he pinched two fingers around the rim of Peter’s hole and pulled them apart as much as he could slowly. Pressing the open packet of lube to the hole, he squirted it in before chasing it with his fingers, the packet falling to the floor. His fingers slipped into the lube mess easily, scissoring him open with just two fingers before pulling the out to the tips of the fingers as though holding it open.
“You got me so wet baby, just gonna slide right in.” He positioned himself between his fingers and couldn’t help himself, not that he wanted to. “Smile for Happy.” He could see the mounting horror and embarrassment as Peter locked eyes with the driver who was, in fact, staring enraptured at the show going on in the backseat. He winked at his driver who winked back.
“That’s it, Daddy loves how good you are, want to show you off to the world. Gonna parade you around, bouncing you on my cock the moment you turn 18, but until then, you’ll be good for me and show off for me in private, won’t you?” He teased Peter by thrusting the mushroom tip of his cock in until it caught on the furled edges of his lover repeatedly.
Tears leaked continuously down Peter’s cheeks and he whimpered desperately. He wanted his Daddy’s cock inside him, but he couldn’t take his eyes off the driver staring at him. He noticed movement of the man’s shoulders and realized with a start that he was masturbating to the view.
“Daddy!” He cried out desperately. He didn’t understand the feelings shooting through him at the realization that Happy was getting off to this too. He felt like fire was shooting through his veins straight to his cock and he just knew he was flushed.
“Good boy,” Tony grinned darkly. “I knew you would be so good for me, letting me do this to you.” He gripped both hips tight and pulled the boy back slowly instead of pushing himself forward, letting Peter take the force of the movement. “I knew you would let Daddy fuck you in your pretty panties in front of friends and family.” He sheathed himself fully as he finished speaking. “Do you like how Happy is looking at you?” He held still inside; the panties’ lace pressed against the side of his cock from him pushing it aside from where he’d refused to remove them.
Peter couldn’t seem to speak, whimpering and whining continuously, gyrating his hips in need. He couldn’t take his eyes off Happy, feeling his Daddy so deep inside him, pressing against his prostate. “Come on Petey baby, tell Daddy how good this feels, me inside you, Happy fucking his fist to the sight.”
“Daddy!” Peter repeated, gyrating his hips faster. Tony frowned and pulled himself halfway out.
“Tell me.” He demanded. The threat was clear, say it or he’d pull out further.
“Daddy please!” Peter begged, but Tony shook his head and pulled further out until the head of his cock popped and his cock just barely kissed the inside of Peter’s ass.
“Say it baby!” He demanded.
“Please Daddy! Feels so good, please fuck me!” Tony gripped himself in his fist and pressed a bit of himself in.
“Feels good, baby?” He cupped under the boy’s neck until he was on his hands and knees, and he could feel the boy’s Adams apple bob. “Feels good having Happy watch you cry for my cock?” He prompted. “Watch you with your little baby cock get fucked like the desperate little cock sleeve you are?” He could see Happy’s shoulder moving faster as he sped his own movements while Peter cried harder at his accusations. “Well?”
Peter snapped. Tony could see the moment his eyes glazed and he sobbed in acceptance. “Yes Daddy, feels so good!” He cried out. “Feels so good making Happy feel good, want to be shown off, bounce on you.” He hickuped. “Feels so good being fucked in front of him, showing off, being your sleeve. Please Daddy, please fuck me for him!” He screamed, shrieked really, as Tony took the invitation to slam himself home. Peter pressed back against his Daddy, glazed eyes locked onto Happy’s own.
Tony didn’t know what Happy was waiting for, he knew the plan and knew he was invited into the back. Not to touch, but definitely to see better, to make Peter face the strength of his desirability. He tried to make eye contact but the man was staring intently at the teenager speared on his cock.
“Happy sure looks like he’s enjoying the show, maybe he wants to join in a little bit.” Tony said purposefully. Happy looked up and grinned, recognizing what he meant. The partition which had been down to let him see into the back slid even further down until Happy could slip into the back with them. Tony was glad he’d paid for the extra feature as Peter’s eyes widened comically.
His cock was indeed hanging out of his black pants, and he hadn’t even removed his hand from where he was stroking himself and he made a bee line to the boy on the floor. Peter froze at the sight of the man’s cock, another cock bigger than his own, so close to him.
“See how hard you made him baby? So good. Good for Daddy, good boy.” Tony murmured praise and continued to thrust intently into him. He didn’t stop thrusting as he twisted the teen, knocking his hands out from under him as he turned him on his back. Tony sunk to the floor to continue thrusting, looking down to see the boy’s panties also had a cute little pink bow at the front that he hadn’t noticed before.
“Gonna cum in your panties for me?” Tony fucked into him. “Cum for Daddy?” He looked up just in time to see Happy grunt the man shot his load all over Peter’s chest and face, in his hair. Peter clenched down around him, and Tony just knew he was making a mess. “Good boy, such a good boy for Daddy.” He let himself go, cumming shot after shot in the boy’s tight channel.
“So good Daddy.” Peter mumbled dreamily. His left eye was dried shut with cum and it looked like a glob was about to drip down into Peter’s nose with his face tilted up. Tony wiped it away, rubbing it into the skin of his cheek and looked up to Happy.
“We can probably leave the school now Happy.” Tony smirked as Peter opened his eyes wide at the realization that they’d never pulled away from the curb. Happy shook himself off with a grin, a few last drops raining down on the soiled panties.
“Sure thing boss, and thanks.” He winked down at Peter before slipping back into the front, tucking himself away and turning on the limo.
Peter could feel himself coming back to reality and noticed that Tony was still inside him. “Daddy?”
“Yes baby?” Tony didn’t bother moving, enjoying the feel of Peter’s velvety softness surrounding him. “Want a little more?” He asked, not clarifying what he meant.
“More Daddy?” Peter asked, panting. Tony didn’t view it as a question though, but as a confirmation that the teen wanted more.
“You got it baby.” He smirked and shifted his hips, hiking Peter’s hips up higher. “More you will have.” With that, he locked eyes with Happy one more time and he let loose a stream of urine.
“Daddy!” Peter cried out sharply. Weather he wanted to pull away of not, Tony gripped his hips too tightly to allow any movement even if he had wanted to.
“Not just Daddy’s cum dump, are you baby?” He felt the wetness surrounding him more fully, his urine hot around him and he could tell he was getting hard again. “Daddy loves to use his multi-purpose cock sleeve.” He knew he wouldn’t be able to cum again, but that didn’t stop him from thrusting shallowly, rivulets of urine and semen draining out around his cock that plugged the boy up.
Tony grabbed his phone and quickly opened the camera to take a video and continued to rock himself, zooming in on the leaking anus.
“Such a good boy for me.” He praised.
“Daddy… daddy… oh god.” Peter tapered off with a whimper. “So full.”
“Full of Daddy, full of my cum, full of my piss.” Tony rattled off. “Are you going to make a mess of the car for Daddy?” He started to inch his way out of the tight heat reluctantly. He watched in rapt fascination, continuing to record the view, as cum and piss rushed out while Peter’s anus gaped at the loss of his cock. Tony held himself still, his cock right under the cleft of Peter’s ass and felt the stream flow over his chubby for the camera and groaned at the feeling.
“Oh yeah, feels so good. Good boy, baby.” Tony grasped himself and slapped it against the leaking hole.
Peter squirmed in the wetness he felt leaking under his ass. He squirmed, feeling the cum covering his cock in his panties. He squirmed when he felt the fat dick slapping at his anus, feeling the wet slap catch the wide, over-sensitized rim.
“Gonna make sure to keep you stuffed full of cum and piss all weekend baby, my personal little depository.” Tony promised. “Wonder how safe all of Queens would feel, knowing the great Spiderman protecting them is my little dumpster for Daddy?” He taunted. Grabbing the spongy soft head of his cock, he pushed it back into Peter, unable to push more than the head in before letting loose the rest of his stream. “Oh yeah, fucking toilet bitch for me, tighten up for Daddy. Keep my piss inside, you don’t want to let Daddy down, do you?”
Peter sniffled but obediently tried to tighten down on Tony’s cockhead. “Good boy, keeping my present to you.” Tony looked down and noticed he hadn’t gotten himself dirty at all, though the teenager between his legs was absolutely wrecked.
“Covered in multiple men’s cum and piss, a human toilet, fuck what wouldn’t you let me do to you baby?” Tony whispered reverently. “You’re hugging my cock so tight, feels like you’re trying to suck me back in even after fucking you.”
“Yes Daddy, anything, let you do anything to me.” Peter babbled.
“Aw, is my baby still crying?” Tony wiped a thumb through the mess of cum on Peter’s check towards the tears. “I told you I would fuck you till you cried, but damn baby, stroke my ego and my cock, why don’t you.” He ‘accidentally’ rubbed his thumb across the eyelashes getting cum all over the teens eyelashes to match the other eye. “Oops, did Daddy get another man’s cum in your eye?” He snickered darkly. “You don’t even care, do you?”
Peter just hummed. No, no he didn’t. Peter didn’t care at all.
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