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jeranasblog · 3 years

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Morgan’s Dad

Hi, I’m back with a new Starker OS. Thank you Starker Asylum for all of your smutty ideas <3 Warnings: Anal Sex and a bit of feminization. Peter is 18 in this!!!

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Peter had a crush on Morgan’s dad since he could remember. Back then, when he had met the girl in preschool, Peter had looked up to her dad because the man drove a cool car and wore fancy suits. As he grew older, Peter’s crush grew as well. He started to admire the man, his ability to care for Morgan as a single dad, and his impressive career as an engineer. One day, Peter wanted to become an engineer as well.

When Peter turned seventeen, however, his crush started to change. Suddenly, it wasn’t only the brilliance of Morgan’s dad that he looked up to. Suddenly, Peter noticed how perfect the man looked, his strong body, the playful smirk on his lips.

Peter had just turned eighteen when Morgan invited him to a movie night with her dad. It was the first time Peter saw her dad dressed in casual clothes. A worn-out shirt and thin sweatpants that did nothing to hide how much the man was packing. That’s when the fantasies began.

Once everything started, Peter couldn’t stop it anymore. Every night he spent at Morgan’s Peter wished that he could crawl in her dad’s bed. He fantasized about what it would feel like to be held down and fucked by the man until he couldn’t walk straight anymore.

Peter didn’t tell anyone about his crush on Tony Stark. The man was more than twenty years older than him, successful and rich. There was no way he was interested in someone like Peter. For a while, Peter was content keeping his feelings to himself. He watched the man from afar and spent his nights thinking about Tony while he stroked his cock and fingered himself. That was until one day Morgan found out.

It was already late. They were lying in Morgan’s bed, a respectable distance between them. She had never been uncomfortable being too close to Peter, knowing he wasn’t into girls anyway. Even though both of them were tired, they were still talking way past midnight.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Morgan suddenly spoke up. “I know you’re into him.”

“Huh?”

“My dad. I know you want him to fuck you.”

Peter blushed and he was glad it was too dark for Morgan to see.

“Not true.”

She chuckled and Peter could see through the darkness that she was raising her brows. “That’s why you’re staring at his crotch every time he enters the room?”

Peter’s blush intensified and he was sure not even the dark was protecting him from Morgan finding out anymore. He had never been a good liar, especially if it came to his crush on Tony Stark.”

“And what if I am? Into him I mean,” Peter asked warily.

Morgan didn’t answer immediately, choosing her words carefully. “I wouldn’t mind. No, that’s not true. I do mind. I would support you. Peter, I know my dad wants you, he’s looking as much at your ass as you’re looking at his crotch.”

“He does?” Peter had never noticed before and the thought sent a tingle down his spine.

“God, Peter. Sometimes you’re really delusional. Yes, he does. I know I should be fighting it, hell, he’s twice your age, but the truth is, I don’t care. Dad hasn’t done anything for himself since mom left us. I just want the two favorite men in my life to be happy.”

Peter couldn’t stop himself from cooing and hugging his best friend close. She was a real friend and he was glad she was supporting his crush. They talked until the sun was already rising, making plans and discussing their feelings. When they finally fell asleep, Peter had a smile on his face.

The late-night talk with Morgan changed everything. Suddenly, Peter noticed that Tony was staring at his ass. The man was lowering his gaze almost immediately, shame written on his face, but Peter knew something had been there. Tony wouldn’t act on his feelings if Peter didn’t take the first step.

In the end, it was Morgan who had the idea. She called her plan ‘seduce Tony Stark’ and Peter blushed as she introduced him to the first steps of her great idea.

“Just promise me you won’t fuck him anywhere in the house despite his bedroom. And don’t make out in front of me.”

Peter grinned at her. “I promise. I don’t want to fuck him anyway. I want him to fuck me.”

Morgan groaned while Peter started to laugh.

The day Morgan and Peter had picked for their plan to start was a Friday. Usually, Morgan and Tony would have a father-daughter movie night, but it wouldn’t be the first time for Peter to join.

An hour before Tony would come home, Morgan pulled Peter to her room and they started to get him ready. A tiny bit of lipgloss, a too-short skirt, and a pair of panties Peter had bought in the mall a few days ago. Morgan had told him how much her dad liked men in lingerie. She had accidentally found his porn history when she was younger, and even though the videos had traumatized her younger self, now she was actually glad he had forgotten to delete it.

When Tony came home from work, Peter was still waiting in Morgan’s room while father and daughter were setting up the living room for a comfortable evening. Pretending to do homework, Peter buried himself in his favorite engineering textbook until Morgan came to tell him they were ready.

“Don’t do anything before I leave the room,” she threatened and Peter answered with a laugh. Then he followed her into the living room.

Tony looked perfect sitting on the couch. He wore the thin sweatpants again that didn’t hide the bulk between his legs and emphasized his thick tights. To make it worse, his t-shirt was a size too small, showing off his strong arms, and his hair was disheveled from a long day at work. Peter wanted to crawl onto his lap immediately.

Instead, he pulled himself together and sat down on the couch next to Tony, close but not too close to be suspicious.

“Hello, Mr. Stark.”

Tony’s eyes darkened when his eyes fell on Peter’s outfit and his hands twitched with the need to reach out for Peter. The man’s hungry eyes made Peter squirm and he could feel his cock hardening in the thin fabric of his panties. It was going to be a long night.

When Morgan sat down, she made sure to take up a lot of space so that Peter was pressed closer against Tony’s body. Peter could feel the heat from the man through his clothes and a small whimper left his lips. Tony had definitely heard him because his gaze darkened further. Before anything could escalate, Morgan started the movie.

The evening was torture. After a while, Peter had shifted and pulled his legs under his body. He was leaning slightly towards Morgan such that his ass was pushed against Tony’s body. Every time the man moved, Peter could feel pressure against his cheeks, and the skirt rode up further and further until he was barely covered.

He started to sweat. His dick hardened and he wanted nothing more than to jump the man next to him. Sitting so close to his crush was driving Peter crazy with arousal. He needed to be fucked today, he would do anything necessary to sit on Tony’s cock.

After half an hour Morgan excused herself. She faked a phone call and disappeared into her room, only to wink at Peter before she left. Thankfully, Tony was too distracted to notice.

As soon as the door closed behind her, Peter couldn’t hold back anymore. He had waited so long, had imagined so often how it would feel to ride the man’s cock. Before Tony could even react, Peter crawled onto the man’s lap and pressed his entire body against Tony’s. Immediately, a thick bulge was pressed against his ass. Delicious.

“Peter what are you doing?” Tony’s voice was wavering, so uncommon for the usual cocky man while Peter’s hands pulled up the man’s shirt.

“What does it look like? Seducing you of course.”

“But what about Morgan?”

Peter paused, his hands stopping midway on their mission to get rid of Tony’s shirt, and his brows twitched in confusion.

“What’s up with Morgan?”

“Aren’t you two, you know…” Tony didn’t finish his sentence and it took a while for Peter to catch up. As soon as he understood, Peter laughed loudly.

“I’m gay, Mr. Stark. Morgan is my best friend. Besides…” He leaned closer until his lips were almost grazing Tony’s ear. “She told me to fuck you until you’re smiling again.”

Peter had expected Tony to be angry with him because he had talked to Morgan about his crush, he expected him to laugh or tell Peter he’s just a child, but apparently, Tony was too far gone to care about anything else but the half-naked man on his lap. He ripped Peter’s clothes from his body until he was wearing nothing but the new pair of panties.

“You’re such a tease,” Tony growled, his hands wandering across Peter’s body until they finally found their place on Peter’s ass. “Showing off your cute little ass whenever I enter the room. Tell me what you want from me, Peter. Tell me what I should do to you.”

Peter moaned, Tony’s deep voice sent shivers down his spine and he arched his back to be closer to the man. Big calloused hands stroked his ass, pulling his cheeks apart and slipping between. He would die if Tony didn’t fuck him right now.

“Need you, Daddy. Need your cock. ‘M feeling so empty.”

Tony didn’t need to be told twice. He stood up with Peter still clinging to him, one hand under Peter’s ass and the other one buried in his hair. Without even breaking a sweat, Tony carried them to his bedroom while Peter rubbed against him like a bitch in heat. The man’s strength would break him one day.

Finally lying on Tony’s bed, Peter watched the man as he fumbled for a bottle of lube in his bedside drawer before crawling back between Peter’s legs.

“Open up for me, baby,” Tony coaxed, his hands pushing Peter’s thighs apart. “Show me your sweet little pussy.”

With a whimper, Peter arched his back, pressing his ass closer to Tony until he finally felt a thick finger tapping against his hole. Tony didn’t even get the chance to move before Peter pressed his hips against the man’s hand, taking the finger in one stroke. He was used to much thicker things like the dildos he bounced on while he imagined being fucked by Tony. One finger had never been enough and it only made his pathetic whimpering worse.

“You can’t get enough, can you?” Tony asked while he pressed a second finger inside. “I’ve never seen someone greedier than you. Even a whore doesn’t need it as badly.”

Peter was too far gone to even try to hold back. He only spread his legs wider, begging for the man’s cock. He wanted so badly to clench around something thick, wanted so badly to bounce on Tony’s length until he was coming untouched.

When Tony didn’t make an attempt to fuck him anytime soon, Peter stepped up his game. “Fuck me, Daddy. Show me that you belong to me.”

Just as he had thought, Tony was losing his control immediately. He turned Peter around until he was presenting, his ass raised high while his chest was pressed onto the mattress. With a single thrust, Tony buried himself in Peter’s hole.

The sensation was maddening. Peter had never been fucked by a cock as huge as Tony’s and he whimpered and cried as Tony started to move in earnest. It was almost embarrassing how fast he was racing towards his orgasm.

Tony didn’t take it slow. He was hammering into Peter until the boy saw stars and his thighs started to tremble. Every thrust brought Peter closer and closer to the orgasm and it took a single stroke against his prostate for Peter’s world to explode in a thousand colors.

His hole clenched around Tony’s cock while his cook was shooting his load onto the mattress. There was nothing more that he needed except to be filled and marked as Tony’s.

“Come inside me, daddy. Fill me up and make me drip your seed for days.”

Peter wasn’t sure if his words or the desperate clenching of his hole sent Tony over the edge, but as soon as the last spurt of come had left Peter’s cock, Tony filled him up. Being marked and owned felt like he was in heaven and Peter relaxed into the mattress while Tony rode out his orgasm.

“You’ll be the death of me,” Tony cursed when he finally came down. “One look at your tight little ass and I’m done.”

Peter smiled and turned around so he could pull Tony into his arms. “I don’t mind, daddy,” he chuckled, a satisfied smile on his face. “As long as you fill me up afterward you can fuck me whenever you want.”

Tony groaned, but he let himself be pulled into Peter’s arms. Peter immediately knew this wouldn’t be the last time they were going to fuck. This man would be completly his in less than a week.

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jeranasblog · 3 years

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Student/Teacher + catfish

@starkersparkles sent a meme about a student talking dirty with someone on grindr and then discovering it was in fact his history teacher

Took it from there

Peter has had a crush on his teacher Mr. Stark for a long time so he totally freaks out when he discovers that grindr profile is actually him. Holy fuck I’ve been talking with Mr. Stark the whole night!!

He obviously keeps talking with him omitting to tell the man he’s Peter Parker, the student in front of the class of his monday, thursday and friday classes. They start to really bond, something special’s forming between them. They talk about everything really. About their day, about their childhood, about subjects they like, about anything. And sometimes, Tony even sends Peter some thirsty texts while Peter’s touching himself, thinking it could be Tony instead of his hand. He never lasts long tho. Picturing Professor Stark touching him while the man actually sends him dirty texts is such a turn on.

And it’s no longer the kid crush Peter was used to, he’s falling in love with Tony Stark. And maybe Tony is too ? They seems to really enjoy each other’s texts. But no… if Tony Stark is falling in love with somebody it’s not with Peter, but with this 26 years old Thomas that Peter pretends to be.

After a few months, one day, Tony ask if they can meet, telling Peter he want their relationship to take a step further. Peter freaks out again. He wants that. He wants that more than anything. He wants it so much it hurts. But he can’t. Tony’s going to kill him if he understand who he really is. So one night after he panicked hard, Peter deletes his account. Without telling Tony anything. He can’t do this anymore.

He broke his own heart doing it. But the worst part of all of this is to see Tony turning more and more depressed every day at school. The teacher doesn’t even give the class a decent course anymore and Peter knows he hurt the man as much as he hurt himself.

Peter is so depressed, he misses talking to Tony so much. But at least he can still sees him. Tony doesn’t know Thomas is Peter, he thinks the man he was talking to disappeared for good. And even if Peter can witness how the man is looking badder and badder everyday, he still doesnt want to tell him the truth. First of all, Peter could have real trouble and second… he’s so scared. He’s scared Tony won’t like him. What if Tony is disappointed to see that Thomas is Peter ? just Peter… his student ? He can’t tell him. And he can’t start fake-talking to Tony again because they still won’t be able to meet.

Time passes and for the last homework of the year Tony ask his students to write something about a project they had to do. And Peter is so desperate. Its a physic exercice. But fuck it tomorrow is his last class with Tony. Maybe the last time he’s gonna have him as a teacher. So he doesnt write something about his physic experiment. No.

One day, someone special told me that when he was a kid, he used to go near a lake, not far away from his vacation house. That someone told me he could sit there, his feet in the water for hours, just enjoying the view and the calmness of all of this. This person also told me he used to hope that someday he would be able to share this place with someone, with someone special. I dream about this place every night. I dream about being this person. I never saw it, he didn’t send me any pictures. But Im just picturing it in my mind. Me and him. Laying here, forgetting the world is existing. Forgetting how forbidden all of this is. But he’s never gonna take me there, right ? He’s never gonna take me there because he thinks Im someone else. He thinks Im older than I really am, he thinks my name is Thomas… My name isn’t Thomas, its Peter. Im not 26, Im 17. And Im sorry. Anything else I told you was the truth. I first found it exciting, I had a crush and it was so exciting getting to know you, getting to know the teacher I used to wish he was more than that. But you said you wanted to take what we had further. Im sorry it’s just me, Im sorry vanished without saying anything, and Im sorry I lied to you. But I still want it, I still want us to take it further, I want us to go on dates, I want you to take me to that lake. I fell in love with my teacher. Im so sorry about everything Mr. Stark.

When Peter sends his doc to Tony, his hands are shaking, his heart is stammering in his chest and as soon as he sent it, he regrets it. Fuck fuck fuck what did I do ?? No no no

Tony is gonna know and Tony his gonna be so mad at him, he’s gonna be disgusted at Peter.

He’s prepared to not sleep at all this night but around 10 pm, four hours after he sent his homework, his phone buzzes. Its from an unknown number. Peter opens it and his heart just stops

Well that was a hell of a surprise

He reads, his breath feels stuck in his throat. Is that Tony ? But Peter doesnt have any time to think a second message comes.

Had me thinking an hour about an appropriate answer here Kid.

Peter feels like he’s gonna explode from the inside. Fuck he’s not even sure this is Tony texting him.

Also had me crying. That wasn’t what I expected from reading « physics » homeworks from my students

And at that, Peter jaw drops. Its Tony. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. He made the man cry ?? Fuck. Peter can feel his thorat getting too tight. He made Tony cry because he didnt want Peter to be Thomas. He knew it. He knew it was gonna be like that. He knew the man wouldn’t want him. Who would ?

Im so sorry, Sir. I didnt want all that. I was just so caught up in the whole thing, I didnt want it to stop. And it was too late to go back, to tell you I was just me

He sends back, tears starting to roll down his cheeks. Fuck, his heart hurts so bad. Ten minutes go by before he gets the next text from Tony.

Im mad. Im mad at you for letting this going on, for letting me fall for it, fall for him too

And this is too much. Tony didn’t say « for you » he said « for him ». Tony loves Thomas. Peter starts to ugly cry alone on his bed. He doesnt even know what to answer.

But most of all, Im mad at myself because there’s one thing I never told Thomas. I never told him about this kid in my physic class. What could I ever say ? That there was this beautiful, smart and perfect student of mine and that he made me think about things a teacher really shouldnt think about ? Not the best way to make someone interested in you.

Peter’s hand just let his phone fall on the floor at that. The boy has to read the message three times before he can even process what Tony wrote. His heart is pounding in his ears. What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening ? Is Tony talking about him ?

What are you saying ?

Peter sends, taking almost two minutes to write four words because of how much his fingers are shaking.

Im saying I made a grindr to forget I couldnt stop thinking about one of my student. Ended up falling for him instead.

Peter can only stare that text. His brain isn’t responding anymore. TONY WANTS HIM ??? Tony actually wanted him before ???

Alright let’s stop with the confusing shit. The fact it’s you terrifies me, Peter. Because you’re one of my student. But it’s too late now isn’t it ? You were always here, always in front of my class, looking at me like I was the world, always having the right answers, always looking like the prettiest thing ever. And then, then I got to know Thomas, to know you Peter. And I fell hard. Im old. I didnt think I could still discover what love really was. But that day you vanished. I went to search for your name everywhere. That was a hard stroke. The hardest if Im being honest. And reading that homework earlier. I couldnt believe it. I almost thought you were fucking with me. I couldnt believe it was actually you. The one I was trying to get away from. Im so glad. Im not making any sense but does anything right now has any ?

Peter is crying again. He can’t believe it. He’s heart is gonna bursts with happiness. Tony is really not mad, Tony is glad it’s him. A sob escape his lips before he taps an answer.

You’re not fucking with me ? Please tell me you’re not. You know I won’t be able to keep living again if you do. I really do love you Tony. My age or my name don’t change that

He sends. Tony’s answer doesn’t take long

Im not. No more hiding shit.

Peter smiles at that, so much that his face hurts.

you can’t imagine how happy I am. I was so scared you would hate me for this

He sends.

Hate you ? Never Peter. We’ll need to have a long conversation about all of that for sure. God, I still can’t believe what’s happening right now. But meanwhile, tomorrow’s last day of school. Let me take you somewhere Saturday. How about you get a real representation of that lake you pictured ?

Bonus :

Tony finally allowed himself to not feeling guilty over this, to spend actually time with Peter, getting to really know that wonderful boy, discover what true happiness feels like. For their first time, it’s like Tony never had sex before Peter. It’s just perfect. They have sexted before, but Tony thought he was sexting with a 26 years old guy when he was saying Imma make you suck that dick and you’re gonna beg for it so hard you’re gonna cry. and not with his 17 years old student, so Peter is surprised when Tony’s all soft and loving with him when they first have sex which is also Peter’s first time ever he thought Tony’d be more of a hard sex type. Hard sex, the idea of Tony malhandling him, turns him on so much, but for his first time, he’s so glad Tony was all soft, all kisses, gentle touches and praises. Their first time screamed love. And when he tells him that once, Tony answers just makes him feel like cotton.

« Im having a war with myself, kid. I wanna see you begging me for my cock while I pound into your tight ass with all I have, I wanna see you cry because of how hard I can fuck you, wreck you. But I also wanna cuddle you, and protect you, I wanna feel you safe. I just like seeing those cheeks getting red with every little praise I say. And last time, for our first time. It was one of those time where I just needed to feel you safe in my arms, needed to kiss you soft body everywhere, needed to take care of you. »

And with that, the tears in Peter’s eyes come back so he kisses the man hungrily and lovingly for Tony to not see how much everything Tony says is making Peter burst with love.

Still thank you to @itfeelssogoodmrstark to always boost me to actually post those 🥺

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