Marvel United

Part Three: Experimenting Late in Life
Spider-Man/Captain America/Wolverine/Luke Cage
Beast/Wolverine/Cyclops/Nightcrawler
Spider-Man/Mary Jane

“We’re putting a new Avengers team together. I want you.” Cap said. Peter Parker remembered bits and pieces of that conversation later, but it was his first words and a few words he said later that stood out in his mind.
“Every time I have fought alongside you… I have been amazed.”
With words like that, how could anyone say no to him? So Peter ended up on a non-profit super hero team with Luke Cage, Captain America, Spider-Woman (the irony is overwhelming), Iron Man, eventually Wolverine, and some guy called the Sentry who was more powerful than the entire team combined. And he wasn’t getting paid, even though he had no money and was risking his life to get killed.
Yeah, life as Spider-Man is great.
But the biggest question in Peter’s head as he walked out of the school nearly two weeks after his encounter with Beast, Wolverine, and Felicia, was, even after the whole issue with the New Avengers, the Savage Land, S.H.I.E.L.D., Max Dillon, Sauron, Maria Hill, the 42 escapees, the Sentry, and the Sentry’s new Watchtower popping up out of nowhere on Avengers Tower (and that was a lot to think about), why he could not stop thinking about kissing Hank McCoy?
He had to stay seated during all of his classes because he had a massive boner while he was teaching (thank God the front of his desk was covered). He messed up several times during the mission against the Wrecker because his mind had wandered (he almost never did that). The only time he wasn’t thinking about the big furry Beast was when he was with Mary Jane, much to his own disdain. He obviously wasn’t gay, he still loved his wife and he had had sex with her ten times in the last thirteen days. So why was he still fixating on thirty minutes of one night that he had shared with Hank? It seemed so long ago, but every single movement, every touch, every bit of pleasure, he remembered it all.
There were only four days that he remembered as vividly as that. His first time with Gwen Stacy. The night Gwen died. His wedding night. The night Ben Parker died. Every single one of those days had been a turning point for him, a point when he knew that he would never be the same. But with Hank…
There was just no conceivable way that being with Hank had been a turning point. But since then nothing had been the same (except sex with Mary Jane, but that was always different). His mind was always back at that night. He couldn’t be falling in love again… could he?
He needed to clear his head. He checked his watch. A large 3:00 blinked on it. He could always tell Mary Jane that he was grading papers in his room and hit a bar instead. But his mind wandered to Avengers Tower instead. Spider-Woman had shield duties until five, usually. Wolverine was so busy that he was only there when he was called (the Wrecker incident was the exception). Luke had to care for Jessica. Tony was constantly working at Stark Industries. Cap might be there, but Pete vaguely remembered him saying something about a charity that wanted his help for today. The Sentry stayed confined to his Watchtower for almost the entire day. Even Mary Jane and Lindy (the Sentry’s wife) had said that they were going shopping, and Mary Jane never came back from a shopping spree before five o’clock.
There was a good chance that Peter would have the entire three floors to himself. That was a lot of room for some soul-searching…
* * * * * * * *
Pete sprinted around the entire three floors, calling out for anyone to make sure that no one was there. It was only after he was sure that there was no one home (not counting the Sentry) that he started to pace on the main floor. He spoke to himself as he walked.
“I know I love my wife. But Hank was so loving. His arms were—okay that’s just gross. He’s huge, and he’s furry. But I don’t care, he was amazing. But he’s a he! I don’t think I’m gay, maybe bi. But what do I do? I already cheated on Mary Jane (a lot, if I remember correctly) and I don’t know how I should handle this. MJ’s been there through everything, and I’d die for her. I don’t know if I would die for Hank… I don’t know him well enough. I can’t be in love with him… but I think I’m on my—woah!”
He yelled out as the door to the apartment slammed open. Steve Rogers threw his shield onto the couch in the common room and ripped off his mask angrily. Pete had never seen him this angry.
“Um… hi?” he said.
“Damn charity was a front for a mind-controlling criminal group. They didn’t know I was coming, the kid didn’t tell them. I had to shut them down, and they ripped my last suit.” He turned, showing Peter the scratch on his side and the rip in his uniform. “It took me hours, and the kid got hurt. Doctors said he might have brain damage.”
“Yikes,” Pete said, all the humor he had prepared for the first part of Cap’s rant knocked out by the news about he kid. “I… I don’t know what to say to that.”
“Good, ‘cause any smart ass I got from you might have made me kill you.” Cap pulled off the top part of his suit and threw it on the couch. He plopped down next to it. “So what are you doing here, anyway?” Cap asked. “You’re not usually here around now.”
“Yeah, I needed to clear my head.”
“About what?”
“Um, not important. What goes on in my head could make Reed Richards’ head explode, and it’d take a lot of work to make that happen.”
“Serious, what’s wrong?” Cap looked back at him, and Peter, once again, couldn’t say no to him.
“I, ugh, well… fine. So, one of the teachers at school I know has been married to his wife for a long time. I’ve met her, and the two are perfect for each other. Like peanut butter and jelly.”
“Funny, that’s what I think when I see you and Mary Jane,” Cap said interrupting. He had no idea how much that wasn’t helping. “Go on.”
“So recently, I heard that he cheated on her. But he didn’t just cheat on her with a girl, he cheated on her with a girl and two other guys.”
“How do you—”
“The girl is a friend of mine who, um, works at the Daily Bugle. She said that it wasn’t just the three guys with her, it was the three guys with each other a lot more than they were with her. So I confronted the guy today, and he said that he wasn’t quite sure what to do. It took a little bit of work to get it out of him, but he said that, even though he was positive that he was in love with his wife, he was starting to have feelings about one of the other guys that were there.”
“So how does this affect you?” Cap asked. It was a valid question. Peter didn’t answer it.
“What would you do if you were that guy?” Pete asked instead.
Cap sighed, getting up from the couch slowly and turning around. “Who were the other guys?”
“Um, I don’t know them, they—”
“Know, I mean, who were the other guys you slept with? And, just because I’m curious, who was the girl?”
“Well, the girl was Felicia. The other guys I don’t think I should—”
“The other guys were me and Hank McCoy,” Logan grunted as he walked out of the elevator, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He had been sleeping, obviously (his hair gave it away). He hadn’t bothered to put a shirt or pants on, so he was walking around in just his boxers. The masculinity of the mutant’s figure almost made Pete get a boner as he thought about that night yet again. When he realized what Logan said, he nearly attacked him.
“Come on, Logan, what the hell was that?”
Cap raised one eyebrow. “You slept with the Black Cat, Beast, and Wolverine all at once? Damn, the Black Cat knows how to work it.”
“Actually,” Logan said, “she stole some diamond that amplifies emotions and distributes them to everyone in the room when it touches your skin. She wanted to have sex when she touched it, and it made us turned on by everything we saw, including each other. But judging by the conversation that you guys’ve been having, Pete’s crushing hard on big ol’ Beastie boy.”
“Logan!”
“He’s right,” Cap said. “Why?”
Pete looked uncomfortable. “Not that this hasn’t been a regular party, but I think I’m gonna go patrol now—”
“Peter.”
Cap’s matter-of-fact tone could never be ignored. Pete dropped down onto the chair next to the couch.
“I don’t know. I know I love my wife. I don’t think I’m gay—”
“You acted pretty gay that night,” Logan said carelessly.
“Yeah, while I was jerking you off and you were blowing Hank, you didn’t seem to be acting very gay.”
“I’m bi,” Logan said as he grabbed a can of beer from the fridge. He popped it open while he spoke. “I’m not afraid to admit it. Are you?”
“Well…”
“Sounds to me like you need to test a few things out,” Logan said not waiting for an answer. “How ‘bout it, Cap? You up for it?”
Cap looked over at Logan, whose dick was currently making a little tent in his boxers. His second head peeked out from the flap. “I suppose if it’s for a good cause. I might as well do some charity work for today.”
“Wait… you too?” Pete asked, looking at Cap with wonder.
“Not really. I’ve done it a few times though. There’s nothing wrong with it.”
“Nothing wrong with what?” Luke Cage asked as he walked through the door. “What’re you all doin’ here? I finally get some time away from Jess, with all her throwing up and mood swings and shit, and you guys are already here. Fuck, Logan, will you put some pants on?”
“I was just about to take these off, thanks,” Logan said, pulling his boxers down to Luke’s surprise. His rod bounced a few times before settling, some pre-cum collected on the tip.
“I even did it once with him,” Cap said, nodding his head towards Luke. “He had a crisis just like this a few years back.”
“Cap, you said—”
“Chill, bub, it happens to everyone,” Logan grunted. “People just come up with different answers. It’s our job to help the ‘poor soul’ find that answer.”
Luke looked at Pete, checking him out. “I suppose I could join. You guys need a fourth?”
“What ball game doesn’t?” Pete asked.
“Now that’s more like the Spider I know,” Cap said, pulling his tights down. His own boner flopped out in his briefs, much larger than Logan’s and almost rivaling Beast’s. Pete swallowed hard. Luke joined them next, removing his shirt to fully show off his muscles (not that those were a surprise to Pete, Luke’s shirts took such a beating in battle that his rock hard pecks and abs were no longer a secret). What was a surprise was the dick that Luke revealed beneath his jeans.
It was definitely longer than Beast’s, and it was almost as thick. It could have been used as a ruler.
“Holy shit!” Pete said as Luke pulled of his boxers. He couldn’t take his eyes off of it. “How—”
“Some people have different gifts,” Luke said, grasping his foot-long cock and stroking it a few times. “This is one of mine.”
“All right,” Cap said, sneaking up behind Peter. “Let’s do this right.”
He pulled the spider’s shirt off and then grabbed him around the chest, trapping his arms and restricting his movement. Luke reacted next, walking straight to Peter and meeting him so that their faces were less than an inch apart. He pulled Peter’s pants and boxers down with no hesitation, letting Pete’s fully erect rod bob out. “Your first lesson is… kissing.”
Luke moved forward quickly, catching Peter off guard and allowing Luke to push his dick forward and rub together with his partner’s. Peter didn’t waste time in letting his mouth open, allowing Luke’s tongue to slip inside. Luke’s tongue lashed around in an erotic dance with Peter’s tongue, and as their tongues explored in each other’s mouths, Steve removed one hand and stroked both of their cocks together. He grinded his own dick between Pete’s bare cheeks, thrusting upwards while he jerked to two off. Pete and Luke both moaned into their kiss.
Logan, now the last one standing, moved around behind Luke and decided to prepare him for the coming events. He dropped down onto his knees, shoving his face into Luke’s ass crack. Luke broke his kiss with Peter as the shock of Logan beneath him took its toll. Logan ran his tongue up and down the space between Luke’s cheeks before he spread Luke’s cheeks and started to lick around his hole. Luke moaned even louder than before. Logan finally dived in, sticking his tongue as far up Luke’s asshole as he could, tasting the inside of him. Luke groaned now, relaxing.
“It’s been a loooong time since I’ve done this…” Cage moaned. “Damn…”
“Lesson number two,” Cap said. Pete had been so engrossed in Logan and Luke’s show that he hadn’t even noticed when Cap stopped jerking them and had removed his dick from Pete’s back. Cap’s voice came from down below him. “Rimming.”
Cap skipped the foreplay that Logan had done, sticking his tongue straight into Peter’s waiting hole. Pete joined Luke in the chorus of moans as Steve furiously shoved his face deeper and deeper into Peter’s hole. “Shit, Cap, this is amazing.”
He remembered Luke in front of him and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him back into the kiss. He took his other hand and grabbed part of Luke’s enormous prick, stroking it quickly. Luke followed suit with Peter, grabbing his dick with one hand and fumbling with his balls in the other. Pete removed his hand from the back of Luke’s neck and followed suit, grabbing the dangling balls.
Luke and Pete couldn’t have lasted more than three minutes like that. Cap was so good at what he was doing that Pete just couldn’t hold it in. He shot out all over Luke’s hands and stomach, even covering himself with a couple of bursts. Pete lifted Luke’s hand up off of his dick and shoved it into Luke’s mouth, letting him be the first one of the group to taste cum. That set him off, letting Luke cum onto Peter’s stomach and hands. Some of their cum dripped down to the floor. Cap scooped it up and rubbed it between Pete’s ass cheeks. “For later,” he said, shooting them a grin that Pete had never seen on the leader’s face before. “For our next lesson, I suggest that we move to my bed.”
It didn’t take them long to get up the stairs (they made sure that they grabbed all of their clothes in case someone else came in). Cap carried Peter and Luke up the stairs so that none of the cum that was on them fell.
As soon as they had reached the room, Cap threw Pete and Luke onto the bed on their backs. “Lesson number three. Not everything erotic has to involve your dick, your ass, or your mouth.”
Steve bent over Peter and started his work on the mix of cum on top of Peter’s chest. Spider-Man’s cock, which has since wilted, started to rise again at Cap’s meaningful and arousing touch and his smooth tongue. Cap licked and kissed his way up to Pete’s chest, which had received some splatter from Luke. Cap licked his way around Peter’s nipples, nibbling on them and licking them gently.
Satisfied that he had done a good enough job, he got up, licking any of the spare cum from his lips. “Now you try.”
Pete looked over at Luke’s manly body, which Logan had left alone, and he decided to start where Cap had started. Luke’s pubic hair was covered in cum, so Pete scooped some out and stuck it in his mouth, savoring the salty taste. He lowered his face just like Cap had done, licking the area around Luke’s belly button and moving up, making his way through Luke’s muscular chest and working his way around his pecks. He stopped at the nipples like Cap, but instead of just focusing on one at a time like he had done, Pete licked one and tweaked the other with his fingers, drawing some moans from Luke. Cap grinned. “Good boy. You’re definitely learning. Now, to put it all together. I think it’s about time that Wolverine and I got some pleasure, don’t you?”
Wolverine was behind Spider-Man before he could say anything. Logan’s dick wasn’t wet at all, but Cap’s rimjob had loosened Pete’s ass enough that Logan could shove himself deep inside right away. Pete moaned and reached back, grabbing his own dick and jerking off. Cap motioned for Logan to move away from the bed. Logan complied, lifting Pete (while he was still inside of him), and repositioning them on the floor. Cap moved in front of Pete, pushing his dick against his face.
“I know you’ve already done this, so show me what you can do!” Pete was so full of pleasure that the demand registered as instinct and he took the entire cock into his mouth, licking around the base with his tongue and feeling the head touch the back of his throat. He pulled back almost immediately, setting for much faster, smaller bobs. His tongue twirled all the while, giving Steve his first treatment of the night.
Luke wasted no time in coming behind the leader. He spat on his dick as quietly as he could in an attempt to surprise him, but there was no such thing. “Hurry up, will you? My ass’s tightening as we speak.” Luke didn’t need any other invitation, and he pushed the first six inches of his cock inside. “Come on, soldier, you can do better than that,” Cap groaned, his insides already stretched. “Push harder!”
Luke thrust forward with all of his strength, fitting the entire twelve inches inside of Cap’s waiting asshole and drawing such an enormously loud moan that Luke was glad that the floors above them and below them were empty. Luke then proceeded to match Logan’s rhythm, pulsing forwards and pulling out quickly.
Peter let Cap’s dick fall from his mouth and he started to work his way around it, licking the sides and kissing his balls. “Oh, so good…” Cap moaned. Peter had never seen this side of him before. It was like the horny Captain America was an entire different person from the heroic Captain America. Cap turned his head and pulled Luke into a kiss while they fucked.
Logan grunted with each thrust. “I told you before that I’d get what I wanted from you, punk,” he moaned, forcing his pace to speed up. “Now I’m fucking you harder than you can handle.”
“You… ugh… can do better,” Peter managed to force out while he sucked Cap off.
“Oh yeah?” Logan grabbed Peter’s cock and jerked it off so forcefully that Pete felt like he was going to explode.
And he did, very quickly after that. He came for the second time, all over the floor. Logan followed him fast after that, horny from all of the foreplay that he and Cap had given. He shot into Pete’s intestine, filling him up from inside.
Cap was next, the only one left to not have come once. Peter took the dick back into his mouth just in time. Cap blew his wad out into Peter’s throat, filling him from the back just as Logan had from the back. Luke tweaked Steve’s nipples as he continued thrusting until he came, releasing maybe fifteen shots inside of Steve’s ass.
He pulled out just like Logan had, but instead of just letting some of the juice be squeezed out, Luke dropped down and started to slurp it out. Peter, still way too horny and hard, joined Luke behind Cap and added his tongue to the mix. Logan, who remembered the mess that he had left inside of the spider, dropped down to the floor and slurped his own jizz out of the hole. He sucked like he was sucking from a straw, gulping down his own mess little by little.
Logan reached up and jacked Cap off while the others gave him their treatment from behind. Luke and Peter took turns with their licking, each lending their own styles to the rimming. Luke tended to focus on the area around the hole, while Peter loved the taste of the inside.
Cap groaned loudly as he entered his second orgasm in ten minutes, cumming in Logan’s hands. Pete and Luke didn’t stop for a few more minutes, however, as they weren’t finished. Logan finished faster than the two did tag team, and he stuck his own hand in his mouth, licking the cum off.
Steve fell back on the bed as soon as they finished. The other three fell around him, still hard but exhausted. “I can’t move,” Luke groaned.
“Allow me,” Logan said, reaching over and grabbing his dick. Peter didn’t even say anything as he moved his hand to Logan’s. Cap grabbed Pete’s and Pete used his spare hand to grab the Captain, stroking Logan and Steve at the same pace.
The circle jerk lasted a few minutes, but Steve decided to pick up the intensity a little. As he was only using one hand, he took his extra and reached under the bed, pulling out a large box. Its contents rattled slightly as he threw the top away.
Several large dildos were in the box. None of the others, most of whom had closed their eyes, noticed Cap’s movements. Cap tapped Logan on the shoulder with one, who grinned knowingly and positioned it at Luke’s ass. Cap took another larger one and readied himself to plunge it into Peter.
They both moved their spare hands upwards at the same time, causing Luke and Peter to open there eyes and cry out. Luke gave a manly, loving growl and he reached up and used his hand to tweak Logan’s nipples. The growl was returned and Logan met Luke in a kiss (he seemed to do a lot of that).
Cap and Pete mimicked the other two, kissing hard while Pete jerked him off and Cap moved his dildo in and out of Pete’s ass.
The four of them came nearly on top of each other. Luke was first, as he was the most tired and couldn’t hold himself back. Cap’s treatment of Pete paid off, as Peter shot high into the air next. Cap shot off next, cumming over his stomach and Pete’s hand.
And only Logan remained. He stopped pushing his dildo as soon as Luke stopped cumming, but Luke continued his treatment on Logan’s nipples. Peter added his second cum-covered hand to Logan’s long dick. Cap got up and moved off of the bed, choosing to lick out Logan’s ass. He was, somehow, an expert ass-licker. He kneaded Logan’s ass cheeks while he worked, kissing the puckered hole before sticking his entire tongue in.
Pete and Luke moved closer to Logan, using their tongues instead of just Luke’s fingers to mess with Logan’s nipples. Their treatment on top of Steve’s expert work below him sent him flying high above them. His cum splattered into Pete’s hair and onto Luke’s bald head, making it shine. The three stopped their treatment and fell back onto the bed, finally too tired to continue.
“So,” Logan said, “have you decided?”
Pete sighed. “I have to talk to my wife. I’m definitely bi.”
Logan rolled over and kissed Pete hard, almost pushing him off of the bed. He broke the kiss a few seconds later. “Hell yeah, you are.”
* * * * * * * *
Hank McCoy could not sleep. He had been getting a lot of sleep lately, and there were some killer dreams that he had had. But this night, just like the last before, his conscience had finally caught up with him.
The dreams he had kept to himself for the past few weeks were about none other than Spider-Man. The night was two weeks ago now… exactly two weeks, actually. Every night (excluding the previous one and the current one) he had dreamt in vivid detail about the sweetness in Peter’s kisses, the lovingness of his touch. On several occasions he had woken up covered in cum and had to wash himself in his room. But the previous night was when it had dawned on him that he was having dreams about a married man. Not just someone who was married, but a married man. And the send off that Hank had given him before he left for work that morning… that wasn’t just him being horny. That had been loving. It had been a message.
Hank knew that what he had done was wrong. And he had forced these weird signals and feelings into Peter that he wasn’t sure if he was ready for. So, once again, Hank was lying awake. With a sigh, he pulled himself out of bed and headed for the cafeteria of the X-mansion. There was no chance of getting these feelings off of his mind, so he thought that some nervous eating might make him tired enough to go to bed.
He opened the door of the fridge, moving one finger up and down the contents and searching for anything that he could eat. He heard Logan before he saw him.
“Toss me the milk,” he said. Logan had plopped himself down on one of the tables and was just lying there. “I’m beat.”
“Avengers thing?” Hank asked, checking the lid on the carton before tossing it to Logan.
“You could say that.” Logan unscrewed the top, tossed it away, and chugged the remainder of the carton in four gulps. “It seems that Petey has had some issues dealing with the fact that he’s bi.”
Hank tried not to seem so surprised. “Interesting. I assumed that he would just blame his feelings on the diamond. Mine certainly left with that jewel,” he lied.
“Well, Parker’s didn’t. We gave him a few lessons so that he could decide for himself which team he played for. After about an hour he decided that he was a swing hitter.”
“Really,” Hank said, “but isn’t he married? Shouldn’t he be just sticking to Mary Jane?”
“Depends on what she says when he talks to her. Cage was there, he’s already talked to his fiancé about it.”
“Huh. This isn’t affecting you at all?”
“Nah, I already knew I was bi. I dealt with it years ago.”
“Was it just you, Cage, and Parker?”
“No, Cap was there too. You seem to be a little bit more interested in this than I thought you would be.”
“I was just curious, is all. A scientist’s always thinking.”
“So, you in love with Parker too?”
Hank grabbed a banana and started to peel it with his nails, trying his best to keep any blue hairs from getting in it. “I don’t quite understand.”
“Yeah, cut the crap. I can see it in your eyes. That’s exactly how Pete looked when he was talking about you. I can smell it on you, too. You may be keeping that boner down, but you’re letting off so many pheromones that it’s almost hurting my nose.”
“Logan—”
“All right, follow me.”
“What?”
“Come on, it’s late, and I’m already tired from last time. Get up.”
* * * * * * * *
Hank sat with his back touching the wall in Logan’s room, waiting. If he had been wearing a watch, he probably would have checked it at least a dozen times by now. He heard some muffled “bamf” noises coming down the hallway. He knew who was coming before he saw him.
Kurt Wagner popped up on top of his shoulders, using his bizarrely shaped feet to perch himself easily. “You know why I’m here, I assume?” Kurt asked. Hank shook his head. “Well, that is very like Logan, I suppose. They are coming.”
Kurt ported across the room to the top of Logan’s dresser as Logan walked in. Behind him followed none other than Scott Summers, his trademark visor on instead of his glasses. “Why wear your visor, Scott?” Hank asked.
Scott gave him a sort of smirk from the side of his mouth. “With what we’re going to do, the glasses might fall off.”
Hank gave Logan an incredulous look. “You did not.”
“I did. Spidey got the same treatment, you know. Same number of people too. Did that make you hot?”
“Of course not,” Hank lied. “Why would it—”
“Your tights betray you, mien freund,” Kurt said, pointing to the apparent (and rather large) bulge in his tights. Nightcrawler licked his lips.
Hank looked between them, shaking his head. “No. No way. I would never. But Emma—”
“Already knows about this,” Scott says. “In exchange she told me about a rather kinky time she had with a few of the old Avengers while we were dating. And I promised her that she could sleep with whoever she wanted.”
“Did you tell her it was me?” Hank asked.
“She promised not to talk to anyone but me about it,” Scott half-answered. “She won’t. She doesn’t lie quite as much anymore.”
“I’m gettin’ bored,” Logan said predictably. “Kurt, if you could.”
Kurt jumped again on Hank. “Hold still.”
With another “bamf”, they were gone.

Kurt landed them in the forest somewhere. Hank rarely ventured into the forest, preferring other sciences than ecology for his work. As a result, he had no idea where they landed. It was obviously a predetermined spot; otherwise Nightcrawler wouldn’t have been able to picture it well enough to go there. Kurt was gone again before Hank could blink.
The other two joined him quickly with Kurt bringing Scott next and Logan last. Kurt finally settled on an old tree stump. He jumped to the ground and swung his tail back and forth to wipe it off. “I’m ready when you are.”
“No. I refuse.”
“We brought some vibranium handcuffs if we needed them,” Logan said, dangling them in the air. “Or if we didn’t. Whichever.”
Hank stared at the metal which twinkled in the moonlight. He swallowed hard. “We can do this the easy way,” Scott said, “or the hard way. Personally, I don’t mind, as both ways I get to have a lot of fun.”
Hank nodded and motioned for Logan to throw the handcuffs away. “Not on your life, Hank. These cost me a fortune.”
Logan hung them on a low lying tree branch and stretched his leg out. “What are you doing?” Scott asked.
“I’ve already done the orgy thing once today, and with guys too. I’ve got some energy left for a few more times, I suppose (thank God for my healing factor).” Logan pulled of his shirt first, skipping any of the foreplay that they had gone through in the hotel room. “You’ve already seen this, haven’t you,” Logan growled to Hank, who couldn’t stop staring at Logan’s bare and hairy chest. “Remind you of something?”
Scott came up behind Logan and grabbed him around the stomach like Cap had done for Peter. “Wait,” Scott said. “Let’s give him a little show to prepare ourselves. Kurt can give Hank his warm-up.”
“Fine by me,” Logan said, turning in Scott’s arms. Scott bent down and kissed him, bare chest and all, rubbing his body up against him. Logan pulled Scott’s shirt off of him while they kissed, and they both started to work on each other’s belts. Scott got the belt off first, and from that point on he only needed one hand below the waist. He took his other hand and pulled it up, reaching for Logan’s nipple. He pinched it gently and rubbed their chests together as he did so, erotically pushing the two of them together. “Damn, Scott, I forgot how good you are at this.”
“I’ll help you remember,” Scott said, using his right hand to fish around inside of Logan’s boxers. He found his prize quickly, letting it out and stroking it as a cool breeze came past them, forcing Logan, with his cock now bare, to shiver. Logan finally managed to undo Scott’s belt and it dropped to the dirt with Logan’s. They both kicked their jeans out of their way, continuing as much as they could. Instead of fishing like Scott had done, Logan pulled Scott’s boxers all the way down. Scott’s dick flopped out to breath.
Scott wasn’t particularly too large, maybe around seven inches. He was much thicker than most, however, and Logan’s fist only barely managed to wrap around it. Scott currently had to bend over to accommodate for Logan’s height deficiency. He decided, instead, to drop his second hand down from his nipples and lift Logan from below. He grabbed Logan’s firm ass and squeezed, lifting Logan a few inches higher as he reacted to the pleasure. Logan moaned into the kiss for the first time. Scott smiled and grabbed the other cheek, now neglecting Logan’s dick. He pulled Logan off of his cock and rubbed the two of them together as they kissed, using both hands to grab Logan’s ass cheeks and lift him.
By now Hank was sufficiently horny, so Kurt decided that it was time to include them in the fun. Kurt crawled around him, dropping his own tights easily before heading to work on Hank’s bottoms. As an X-man, Beast didn’t wear a top. So Kurt only had a little bit of work to do before Hank’s still enormous boner fell out. Kurt licked his lips again, jumping on top of Hank to begin. “Very good, my friend. That size will make things most… interesting.”
He reached down with one of his blue hands and grabbed around the big cock nimbly, stroking it up and down slowly. Hank moaned as Nightcrawler reached around with his other hand, doubly jacking him off. Kurt grinned slightly at Hank’s nearly paralyzed state. He crept his tail around Hank’s back, preparing it for its surprise. Without warning, he jabbed it inside of Hank’s ass, shooting only the tip in before pulling back so as not to get its arrow shape stuck. Hank growled at the mix of pain and pleasure. He had not received it up the ass with anything but Felicia’s fake cock before, and that was after she had licked him out for nearly ten minutes.
Kurt didn’t stop there, using his long tongue, to lick the side of Hank’s furry face. Hank groaned, urging Kurt on. He unfortunately didn’t listen, stopping his treatment from the rear as well as the front as soon as Logan and Scott separated.
“I see you’ve already started on Hank’s ass,” Scott said. “That’s good. That’s where I was headed next.” He grabbed Hank and smoothly turned him over onto his stomach, helping him to lie down on the leaf and dirt covered ground. Scott didn’t waste any time, spreading Hank’s ass cheeks wide and shoving his face down in between his fur. He perched himself on top of Hank with his ass at about Hank’s back. Kurt decided that his time with Hank was done and dived for Scott’s ass. Kurt’s long tongue penetrated deeply inside of Scott, drawing moan after moan.
Kurt’s dick bobbed directly in front of Hank, who, although he was trapped on the ground, was able to pull it down so that his mouth could reach. He pulled as much as he could into his mouth, twisting his tongue around the tip. Kurt groaned at the feeling.
Logan dropped down and gave Kurt’s ass its first lick of the night, but he only stayed for about ten seconds. He rose back up a few seconds later, positioning his erect cock at Kurt’s waiting hole. He pushed himself forward without saying a word to the blue skinny man, riding him like a horse. Kurt nearly screamed his pleasure, stopping his licking of Scott’s ass.
Scott moaned for him to continue. Kurt obliged, this time slowly adding a finger to the workings of his tongue. He managed to fit both of them in the small hole, forcing Scott’s eyes up into the back of his head as he entered a world of ecstasy. Scott returned the favor to Hank, to which he started to jerk off while he licked him.
Logan started thrusting faster, which in turn pushed Kurt’s member farther back into Hank’s waiting lips. Hank sucked hard, caving in his mouth to help his friend along. He waited for the chance to taste cum, which he hadn’t actually had the pleasure of doing yet. Most of the time he had found himself fucking (except with Felicia, but she didn’t unload into his ass). He craved it, slurping at Kurt’s cock with his long tongue.
Hank’s work paid off, and Kurt rewarded him with several long shots of jizz which filled his mouth. Hank found the taste a little bit bitter, but he swallowed it nonetheless. Kurt tightened his ass and buried his tongue deeper into Scott’s, sending both Logan and Scott off. Scott came onto Hank’s back, blanketing his blue fur with white. Logan blew into Kurt’s ass and deep inside of his intestines, filling him completely. Only a little bit of the cum leaked out before Logan pulled out and lowered himself down, slurping his juice out from inside of his friend so as not to leave a mess. He came up a few seconds later in time to see Scott get off of Hank.
Scott pulled himself away from Kurt and lifted Hank up, lowering himself down to take the tip of Hank’s cock into his mouth just as Hank shot his own load, the erotic nature of the night forcing him to shoot his load. Scott didn’t swallow. Instead, he rose himself up, choosing Kurt as the person he wanted to share it with. He kissed Kurt deeply, opening his mouth and letting Hank’s jizz flow between them. Kurt savored the taste, swallowing some of it and passing some of it back to Scott. The two of them separated and Kurt turned to Logan, kissing him and giving some of the last of the jizz to him.
They pulled apart a few seconds later. Scott’s cock bobbed, still erect, and he moved behind Hank now that he had prepared him. Instead of warning him he slapped the big furry cheeks, watching them jiggle and listening to Hank’s moans. “Please… I want something inside of me.”
“If you insist,” Scott laughed, pulsing upwards and feeling his balls swing forward, colliding with Hank’s and giving them both a pleasurable throb. Hank growled loudly. “Yell all you want,” Scott moaned, thrusting upwards faster. “We’re far away from the institute out here.”
Logan walked over to Hank’s front, dropping down. “You know, I’ve never seen anybody as big as you. I miss the taste of this thing.” With that he engulfed the entire cock in his mouth. Hank groaned at the double pleasure that he was receiving as Scott fucked him standing up. Kurt ported behind Scott, thrusting upwards without a warning and before Scott even knew what had happened.
He started moaning as loudly as Hank was, not expecting the treatment he was receiving. Kurt’s cock pulsed inside of him and his balls swung forward, joining Scott’s and Hank’s in their dance. Logan was busy working all of them as he expertly sucked Hank’s dick. He grabbed each of their ball sacs one at a time, swirling them gently in his hands and increasing their pleasure. He pushed his face as far forward as he could, making Hank roar out as the head of his eleven inch rod touched to back of Logan’s throat and pushed past it. Logan gobbled up even more, swallowing more than ten inches of it. He swirled his tongue around as much of it as he could reach.
Beast came right there, straight down Logan’s throat, and pumped it directly into his partner’s stomach. Logan couldn’t taste it at all and settled for pleasuring his friends as they came themselves. Scott pushed upwards three times in a second during the last minute of their fucking, and when he finally came, it was like he was shooting long bullets up into Hank. His hips slapped Hank’s ass with each thrust as he came, finally beaten.
Kurt was last, shooting into Scott’s ass with several loads.
They all separated, trying to decide their last position. Kurt made the first move this time, jumping on Logan and throwing him down. Kurt took as much of Logan’s dick into his mouth as he could, licking around the base and taking one of the balls into his mouth. Hank moved next, positioning his dick at Kurt’s hole. He pushed himself slowly inside, allowing Kurt to adjust to the massive size. He groaned as he sucked on Logan’s lollipop, swirling his tongue around the head and juggling his ball sac in his hands. Scott, the last man standing, tried to find an area left open. He decided to do some interesting after play, sitting down on top of Logan’s bare chest while Kurt and Hank fucked above them.
Scott ran his second head through Logan’s forest of hair, exploring the smoothness of his chest compared to the roughness of the manly hair. Logan growled at his treatment, reaching behind Scott and fondling his ass while he worked.
There was a yell from above them as Kurt was pulled off of Logan. Hank held him tightly and fucked him all on his own, pulsing upwards and drawing shocked moans and yells from Kurt at a breakneck pace. Kurt came so quickly that even Hank didn’t expect it. Kurt’s jizz flew everywhere as Hank continued to fuck him. It covered the trees, it covered the ground, and a lot of it covered Logan and Scott. Logan was watching Kurt get his brains fucked out, but Scott was too busy with his new toy to notice.
Kurt finally finished, but Hank wasn’t even close. He pulled out of Kurt and set him down gently on the tree stump. Kurt wasn’t happy with staying out of the action, however, as he quickly jumped up and sat on Logan’s face. Logan didn’t waste time and stuck out his tongue as Kurt pulled on his dick and watched Scott pull his dick all around Logan’s body.
Hank was still far too hard to quit. He lowered his body to the ground and lifted Logan’s hairy legs. He positioned his cock at Logan’s hole and Logan, who hadn’t been expecting it, relaxed his hole as quickly as possible to let Hank’s extremely thick dick inside of him.
Hank pushed hard in and out, burying his face in Logan’s leg, covering it with loving kisses as he worked. Logan grabbed Scott’s ass to bring him up to his nipples, where Scott ran his cock head around them and over them. Scott’s head was very sensitive, and the little nubs running over it was enough pleasure for him to keep going.
Hank extended one of his hands and grabbed Scott’s ass in front of him, pushing one of his large fingers inside. The size Hank’s middle finger was, it was like having an average sized dildo up his ass. Scott nearly fell on top of Logan in his surprise but he continued his treatment.
Kurt pushed his ass down harder into Logan’s face, almost stopping him from breathing as he worked. Kurt shook his ass and groaned. Scott started talking to Logan, egging him on. “Yeah, lick him out bitch. Taste his asshole. Lick up every bit of the jizz you shot inside of him, mother fucker. Kiss his ass, Logan. Oh, yeaah… ungh!” Scott blew his wad first of the group, covering Logan’s nipples with his own jizz. He stopped fairly quickly (it was his third time). He lowered himself down to Logan and licked his stuff off, twirling his tongue purposely around the nipples.
Logan, Kurt, and Hank all came at exactly the same time. Kurt pushed his ass as far down as he could and shot off onto Scott’s head. Logan came onto himself and onto Scott’s back. Hank, deciding to join the group, pulled out and shot off onto Scott just the same.
The three of them all got up, moving around Scott and licking and kissing him to remove the jizz. Kurt used his long tongue to cover Scott’s ass and legs, slurping it up. Hank caressed Scott’s stomach as he worked, licking around the leader’s well defined abs. Logan went for Scott’s face. He traced Scott’s features with his tongue and picked some of the cum out of his hair, letting Scott suck on some of it while he worked.
They all fell away from each other. “So what did you decide?” Logan asked.
“I guess… I’m gay,” Hank said.
“Not bi?”
“I haven’t been with a woman in years, and I’m fine with it.”
* * * * * * * *
Peter paced around his room, wet from the shower he had taken. It was Saturday, and Mary Jane hadn’t come back from her shopping spree with Lindy (that was good, ‘cause it gave him time to clean up). It had taken a lot of work to rinse off the smell of guy’s cum (Steve had helped) but now he was done. Of course, the next step was to tell his wife that he was bi and had been… experimenting.
He couldn’t see this going well.
He was still naked after the shower (he didn’t think wasting some more clothes this late in the day would be worth it) and he was making a little path for himself with the drops of water that fell from his body. His hair was matted down slightly, and even with the coming tragedy he still felt horny. It had been half a day since his sex with the male New Avengers, and he still was thinking about it. And still, every few minutes, Hank would pop back into his head.
He had no idea what he was going to say. Hi, honey, welcome back. I’m bi and I’ve been cheating on you for weeks with other guys and Felicia Hardy. Sorry.
That wouldn’t work very well.
* * * * * * * *
“You really think that I should tell him?” asked Mary Jane from the hotel room. After her confession the night before, MJ and Lindy had elected to stay away from Avengers Tower just for that night so that Mary Jane could sort out her feelings. “I mean, I slept with another woman. I cheated on him with one of his close friends. And it was a woman!”
Lindy rolled over on her bed so that she could face Mary Jane. “You have to tell him. You can’t keep it a secret from him for the rest of your lives.”
“I could try.”
“No. He deserves to know. Wouldn’t you want to know if he slept with someone else?”
“But he didn’t. I did.”
“Would you want to know?”
Mary Jane paused and looked away. “I slept with a woman.”
“Would you want to know if Peter slept with a guy?”
“…Yes.”
“And would you leave him?”
“…No.”
“Then you have to tell him.”
* * * * * * * *
Mary Jane crept through the elevator and into the tower as quietly as she could (though, since the elevator announced her arrival, she didn’t think she had done a very good job). The walk up the steps was the longest one she had ever taken. By the time she finally reached their room, she froze, breathing heavily. Lindy patted her on the back and walked past her, continuing up the stairs.
Mary Jane inhaled deeply and turned the doorknob.
Peter jumped so suddenly that he almost fell over the bed. “MJ! You’re back. I… uh… where have you been?”
“Lindy and I were… um… out on the town,” she lied. Mary Jane had never been a very convincing liar, even when she was an actress. Peter raised his eyebrow.
“Sure… listen. I have something to tell you.”
“Me too.”
“You go first.”
“No, you don’t want to hear this, you can go first.”
“But mine’s bad news.”
“So’s mine.”
They both stopped. “At the same time?” Peter asked. Mary Jane nodded.
“One, two, three,” they said together.
“I cheated on you with a woman,” MJ said.
“I cheated on you with a guy,” Peter said. Both of them gave each other the same, confused look.
“No! Who?” they both asked.
Peter answered first. “It was a few weeks ago, before the New Avengers got together. I was helping Wolverine out with this diamond he found, and I asked Felicia to come help identify it. Beast was there too. Felicia said that it was a rare diamond that amplified emotions and sort of broadcasted it throughout the room. Felicia was really horny and she wanted too… well, when she touched it, we all just started to go at it.”
Mary Jane bit her lip, staring at him. “Oh… so you were forced into it?”
“But then, after Felicia ran off with the diamond, I still felt like I liked it. Beast was still there, and he jerked me off before I left.”
“Was that the morning after you were gone all night and you were almost late for work?” MJ asked, her face starting to match her hair.
“Wrong thing to focus on, MJ,” Peter said. “I think… I think I’m bi.”
“You’re not alone. The day after your little excursion, I went to see Felicia on a rooftop. I suspected something had happened with you and someone… so I needed to talk to a friend. But she had this rock; I guess it was the diamond you were talking about.”
“You didn’t,” Peter said, grinning slightly. “You had sex with Felicia on a roof?”
“I had sex with Felicia and Tony Stark on a roof.”
“What?!”
“He flew by and I guess he caught the emotion of the diamond or whatever. He joined in. But I kept thinking afterwards how much more exciting being with Felicia had been. I think I had a little crush on her.”
“Well, mine’s worse. I keep thinking about Beast.”
“Big furry cuddly Beast?” MJ joked, grinning slightly as she sat down on the bed.
“Don’t joke, I’m serious.” He sat down next to her. “I’m getting some feelings for him and I don’t know what to do about them. I knew I had to set things right with you before I talked to him.”
“And I have to talk to Felicia,” MJ said. “I don’t think that she’s thinking the same way, but I at least have to try.”
“That’s the thing. I think Beast actually might… like me. God I sound like I’m in junior high.”
“Just with mutants,” Mary Jane said. She pulled him towards her hand hugged him. He had dried a long time ago, but he was still naked. His entire body was warm to her hands. “So, what, is this some kind of non-exclusive marriage?”
“No!” Pete said quickly. “We just have a… agreement. We both have things that we have to do, and needs that we need fulfilled. I like guys, which you can’t exactly help me with, and you like girls, so unless both have some very expensive surgeries, we have to agree that being with each other isn’t always the only choice.”
“But it’s always the best,” Mary Jane said, pulling away from him and tucking her hair behind her ear.
“Always the best,” Peter confirmed.
“I can deal with not being your one and only,” his wife said. “I just have to know that you’ll always choose me before someone else.”
“You’re always on my mind,” Peter confirmed, kissing her. Mary Jane kissed him back more romantically, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Peter pulled back.
“What are you doing?”
“We have to seal our deal,” she said, grinning before kissing him again.
Who am I to argue? Peter asked himself, kissing her back and pushing her onto the bed.
His bare cock had grown hard, and it was already rubbing against Mary Jane’s clothes. She pulled her lips away from his again. “Hold on, Tiger. I’m not ready yet.”
She lifted her body slowly away from the bed and away from him, pulling her clothes gently off and tossing them aside. Peter was entranced by every move of her hips, every slide of her foot, every lick of her lips. He propped himself up on his side to get a better look. She stopped at her thong, turning around and pressing her hands against the wall, sticking her ass out for him to look at. “Take it off with your teeth,” she growled as she threw her bra to the side.
Peter didn’t hesitate to get up. He stood behind her, sliding his hands along her sides and down to her perfect ass. He moved his face closer, kissing her bare flesh. His teeth finally made their way to the string of her thong and he pulled it down slowly, licking along her leg as he moved. She grinned as she watched him work. He let the underwear drop to the floor and she kicked it off, taking care to spread his legs and give him a good view of her pussy. “Want a taste?” she asked, using her fingers to part her hole.
Peter didn’t speak once again and just rose up slowly, running his fingers along both of Mary Jane’s legs and softly pressing his lips against her snatch, almost like he was kissing it. He slid his tongue inside and turned it around as she moaned. He pulled back slightly and just darted his tongue in instead, licking her clit every few seconds and drawing louder and louder moans from her.
Eventually, Mary Jane reached her hands back behind her and pulled Peter’s face away. “You say you’re gay now, right? That means that I can try some new things with you.”
She grabbed his hand to urge him upwards, leading him backwards and onto the bed. “Hands and knees,” she demanded in a fake angry voice. Peter grinned, kissed her quickly, and obliged.
Mary Jane dropped down. Felicia had done this to Tony Stark, he had cringed and tensed up. Peter, however, winked his hole a few times. He seemed completely comfortable with the idea of her licking out his ass. “Just one question. Is this sanitary?”
“I just rinsed it out.”
“Eew. Yourself?”
“I had… some help. Don’t ask.”
Mary Jane decided to take his word for it and spread his cheeks wide. She ran her finger down the crack in between, stopping underneath his dick and slipping her finger back up the way it had come. He sighed quietly, relaxing even more. She gave the area a tentative lick, causing him to shiver. It had a sort of manly taste, not at all like she had been expecting. She kind of liked it. She moved her tongue lower, inching closer to his actual hole. Instead of plunging in, she licked around it, savoring the rich taste. Finally, her curiosity winning, she stuck the tip of her tongue inside. Peter moaned loudly as MJ twisted her tongue slightly. She wanted to taste everything he had to offer. She pushed in farther, lapping at his insides and licking in smooth circles.
With one of her hands she reached down and stroked Peter’s cock against his stomach, pushing it forward. Some pre started to drip out and Mary Jane used it as lubricant, rubbing his dick faster. Now she was practically eating Peter’s ass, minus the chewing. Her tongue was so deep that she felt like her lips could almost touch his hole. She didn’t try, however, and instead pulled her tongue partially out and pushed it back in, “tongue fucking” him if you will. Pete pushed his ass back into her face in his pleasure. Mary Jane grasped one of his ass cheeks with her spare hand and squeezed it, causing Peter to lift upwards again.
She finally stopped, just before Pete was ready to blow. “No, not yet,” Mary Jane said. “We still have so much to do before everyone wakes up.”
“Oh, please, the way we’re moaning, everyone’s gonna wake up,” Peter grinned turning over onto his back and letting his cock bounce out of MJ’s grasp.
“Iron Man soundproofed the bedrooms, in case you don’t remember,” she said.
“I didn’t, actually.” He thought back to Steve moving the group up to his room while they fucked and realized why they had done it. He immediately flashed back to his moment with MJ. “This is new.”
“I know,” Mary Jane said, getting up and going to her dresser. She reached inside of her top drawer, dug around behind the socks, and pulled out two equally sized vibrators, both purple with some sparkles. “I want to do you while you do me.” She tossed him one and she climbed on top of him, this time with her ass in his face. She took his cock into her mouth with one swooshing motion. She positioned the dildo at his ass, teasing him with the tip. Peter moaned before remembering the one that she had given him. He pushed it upwards into his wife’s pussy, matching the pace at which her arm was moving.
Peter squeezed his ass around the dildo as Mary Jane pushed it inside, switching the vibration on and drawing a louder moan from him. She pushed her head down and licked his balls and around the base of his shaft while she fucked him, enjoying her lover’s taste.
Mary Jane wasn’t receiving much pleasure from the dildo in her pussy (it wasn’t anything new, she used it whenever Peter was on a mission or working). Pete noticed it quickly and he pulled it out, lifting Mary Jane away from him. She started to pull the vibrator out of his ass but he shook his head. “Leave it in,” he said. MJ grinned and stood up next to him.
“So, what now?”
“It’s your turn,” he said. “I got some up the ass, so you get to get some up the ass.” He pushed her back onto the bed and lifted her legs up, dropping down so that his face was level with her perfectly shaped butt. He squeezed it between his hands, rounding it and shaping it to his liking.
“You’ve always been an ass-man,” MJ cooed.
“I guess that’s not surprising, considering the circumstances,” Pete said. Before she could tell him to cut out the jokes, he pushed his face forward just like she had done for him, licking around her ass-hole instead of her pussy.
She groaned and put one of her hands onto the bed to support herself. “I can’t believe we’ve never done this before,” she panted. As a result of her movement, she pushed her ass back into his face. He inhaled her scent and continued his work, licking the area above her hole before gently guiding his tongue downwards. He traced the rim in a quick circle for a few seconds before finally pushing his tongue inside.
His tongue danced in its small area, pushing in and then shooting out as he pulled his face away. He gave the hole tiny kisses and spread the cheeks wide to increase his access. He pulled away after about a minute of his treatment. “Tony ass-fucked you didn’t he?” Pete asked.
“I… how did you know?”
“I can tell. I’ve only been with a few guys, but your ass is stretched. It’s easy to tell, actually.”
He stood up behind her. “It’s okay. It’ll make this a little bit easier on you.” He positioned his cock between her legs, rubbing it across her pussy and using her juices as a lubricant.
“I was high on the diamond, so I don’t exactly remember it hurting. Just pleasure.”
“That’s how I was too. The second time only hurt a little bit.”
“Second time?”
“Later. For now…” he pulled his cock out from between her legs and pushed it into her ass. She yelled out slightly and Peter couldn’t help glancing at the door to make sure that no one was nearby. He only pumped slowly at first (unlike what Wolverine had done), letting his wife adjust to his size. “Ugh… so tight.”
He couldn’t help himself; he started to go faster. Judging from the moans that he was receiving from his wife, she didn’t mind one bit. Tiny slaps started to come from in between them. MJ moaned loudly at every pump. His balls swung forward and slapped her pussy, giving her added pleasure to what was going on behind her. He leaned forwards in front of him, grabbing Mary Jane’s breasts and squeezing them as he fucked her, tweaking them around in a circle. He took the nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and pinched them, drawing another moan from her.
“Oh, Tiger… I’m gonna cum…”
“Me… too…” he huffed, not slowing down his pace. He hadn’t had sex this many times a day since he was in college dating Gwen. “Cum with me.”
“Yes… yes… YES!” The two came together, Peter inside of Mary Jane’s ass and Mary Jane on top of the sheets. They spilled down, covering the side of the bed where they were fucking.
Mary Jane wanted to collapse in her exhaustion, but Peter held her up. “Now that I’m gay, we can do this. Squeeze your ass shut while I pull out.”
She obliged and he repositioned his tongue where his dick had been, pushing it past her sealed hole and slurping out cum from the inside. Mary Jane was oddly turned on by the sight of her husband drinking his own jizz. It was a disturbing noise and if she thought about it too much it made her head spin, but she enjoyed the feeling of his tongue in her ass and feeling his spunk drain from inside of her gave her a rush of pleasure.
The last bit he didn’t swallow, instead rising up and kissing his wife, allowing her some of the taste. Peter rolled his tongue with hers, cum splashing around their mouths. They finally pulled apart and collapsed onto the bed. “Good morning,” Peter said. “Thank God it’s Saturday. There is no way that I’d be able to go to work after this. I’ll just do monitor duty for the Avengers and stay in today.”
“I like wake-up sex,” Mary Jane said, rolling towards him and hugging him. “It’s nice to know that the one you love is with you right when you wake up.”
“Agreed. I have to go take another shower now.”
“I’ll join you,” she giggled, getting up and reaching for their bathrobes. She tossed him his.
“Naughty,” he growled, twitching his eyebrow and opening the door for her.