Ultimate Flaming Spider-Pants!

Flaming Spider-Pants!
By, E-307

Disclaimer: Spider-Man, Johnny Storm, and all related materials are property of Marvel Comics. I’m just borrowin’ ‘em for this fic. Enjoy.
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It was becoming rather bothersome. Peter Parker had shown up yet again for a ‘check up’, and Reed Richards was growing tired of it. It wasn’t that Peter didn’t have a reason to be concerned, given the incident with the clones, and it wasn’t like Reed didn’t enjoy the scientific conversation they sometimes got into. It was the fact that Peter only seemed to show up to be around Johnny. And Johnny was always around.

If he didn’t walk into the lab with Peter, the hot-headed hero would be there seconds after Peter showed up. Yes, one could reason they just ‘hung out’ because they were friends but closer observation revealed more. Lingering physical contact, extended staring when the other wasn’t looking, subtle and not so subtle flirting, it was all obvious to the keen observer. They had ‘the hots’ for one another as Sue had put it. And it was getting in the way of Reed’s research. He needed to do something about it and devised a plan. Of course he didn’t tell Sue or Ben, not wanting them to interfere.

“Hello, Peter,” Reed greeted, putting on a smile and gesturing the Spider-Powered teen into the lab.

“Hey, Reed,” he replied, trying to subtly glance around the lab as if looking for something. Or someone. Reed fought the urge to sigh.

“I’ve built a new scanner. It’s eighty five point seven percent more efficient than the previous one but I hope to have that higher by the end of the week,” Reed offered, following his script. It wasn’t a complete lie as he was building a new scanner, he just wouldn’t be using it today.

“There’s no goo in this one, is there?” Peter asked, a slightly wary expression appearing.

“No. And it was not ‘goo’. It was a bio-active gel and I already apologized for the reaction it caused. My solution did solve it though,” Reed replied, slight pout appearing on his face as he started to lead the smaller teen towards the area he’d set up.

“It also removed all my body hair. Do you have any idea how embarrassing it was to change for gym like that?” Peter shot back; glad his hair had grown back after that.

Before Reed could say anything more, the light that indicated when the lab door was opening lit up on a nearby console. Mr. Fantastic silently counted down. Just as he reached one…

“Hey, Reed…Pete!” Johnny Storm grinned, walking over to give the usual greeting with lingering physical contact to Peter Parker.

“Hey, Hot-head. What’s up?” Pete replied, wary expression melting away to a grin.

Before Johnny could reply, Reed cleared his throat. “Peter, if you will,” he gestured towards the large, ring-shaped machine nearby. “There are seats over there, Johnny,” he says, pointing to the chairs he’d taken out of a prototype vehicle specifically for this plan.

As Johnny moved to flop onto the chairs, Reed powered up the machines. Peter started to step into the center of the machine which was marked for scanning but Reed stretched a hand out to stop him.

“Not yet. Please remove your clothing, Peter,” Reed requested without looking up. He knew there was a blush on Peter’s face and could see Johnny perk up, reflected within the chrome of the console. The stretchy scientist didn’t look back up until Peter muttered something about being ready. He was slightly disappointed to see that Peter had only stripped down to his underwear.

”Alright. Please step onto the platform and place your feet on the indicator lights. Then grab the handles above you,” Reed rattled off the instructions with a neutral expression but a smile in his head. Peter did as told, making a slight face at the spread-eagled stance. Reed looked up and hit a button. Suddenly, restraints sprang forth around Peter’s wrists and ankles.

“Reed!” Peter exclaimed, putting up a bit of reflexive struggling. Reed just gave a clueless look, catching Johnny’s intense stare on Peter in his glasses.

“The scan requires you remain perfectly still, Peter,” he spoke this fact as if his friend should already know it. Pete settled down and sighed, making some banter with Johnny while Reed fiddled with a few switches. He glanced at Johnny quickly, noticing where the fire-powered hero’s eyes continued to drift and got an idea.

”There seems to be a problem. I’m having trouble getting a stable base reading,” he said, moving along to the next part of his plan.

“What’s wrong?” Peter asked the worry pretty obvious in his voice.

“Just something interfering with the scanner’s processes. I believe I’ve found it. Hold still,” Reed smiled, stretching an arm over and tearing Peter’s boxers right off. This was followed second later by the sound of a body impacting the metal floor of the lab.

“Ree-Johnny!” Peter’s embarrassed cry turned to a concerned one as Reed discarded the boxers. Looking over, Reed made sure to appear surprised when he found a blushing Johnny on the floor.

“Are you alright, Johnny?” Reed asked, moving over to help the blond up.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m alright. Just slipped, Reed,” Johnny replied, shifting out of Reed’s grip and back into the seat.

Reed turned, smiling internally at Peter’s bright red face. He glanced down, noting the direction some blood had gone and then nodded.

“Of course. I’m sorry; I left something we’ll need to perform the scan properly in another part of the lab. I’ll go get it now. I won’t be long,” Reed said, moving towards a door. Before Peter or Johnny could say anything, Reed had slipped through the door and out of sight. Unknown to both of them, he wasn’t going to find anything missing. Reed quickly stretched himself over to the room he’d set up and looked through the window that would only appear as a wall on the other side. He had the perfect view of Peter and Johnny so he sat back and waiting to see if what he’d prepared would pay off.

Peter meanwhile was trying to will away the semi-hard on that was forming down below. He was snapped out of his little internal chant of ‘think unsexy thoughts’ by Johnny’s voice.

“So, Pete…I got a few new games upstairs we can check out once you’re all done getting probed,” he joked, immediately blushing a bit and looking away at the image the joke put in his head.

“Sure thing as long as you’re ready to get beat,” Pete shot back, silently cursing as the banter was not helping the potential erection problem.

“You’ll the one that’ll get beat. Just like our last race,” Johnny grinned as he brought up his victory.

“Hey, once we finish here, I’ll whoop you all over Manhattan,” Pete went on.

Meanwhile, Reed just frowned. This was not how things were supposed to go. He’d expected them to be engaging in intercourse by now. He’d need to act to push things along. Looking around the prepared room, he stretched arms over to pick up a tray with a few canisters of water. Making sure the canisters were all plastic, Reed nodded and moved back into the main area.

“I apologize this took so long. I managed to misplace the tray and,” Reed spoke, walking into the room. Mentally, he prepared for what he was about to do. One small, subtle bit of stretching and Reed tripped. As he fell, the tray and canisters were launched into the air and Johnny was drenched with the water. No one saw Reed’s smile as he hit the floor.

“Reed, what the hell?” Johnny asked, getting up and taking a few steps away from the soggy chair.

”Oh no,” Reed went right back into his script. “Johnny, don’t move!” he exclaimed, stretching over and starting to tug on Johnny’s clothing. “Johnny, we have to get you out of these clothes. Those chemicals were specifically designed for Peter’s biology, there’s no telling what affect they could have on you!”

Johnny struggled to get away from Reed but Peter got scared.

“Reed! I feel fine, let me go! H-h-hey! Stop that!” Johnny tried futilely to bat Reed’s hands away only to have his shirt removed.

“Hey! Let me outta here so I can help!” Peter called, struggling against his bonds. Reed shot an arm over and hit the release button, pleased things were going so well. Peter joined them in seconds, helping Reed to strip Johnny.

The pyrokinetic was shocked enough by the spider-teen’s hands on him that he didn’t even start struggling again until he was upended, Yelping, Johnny tried to scramble away but his shoes were lost and shortly followed by shorts. He tried to get up only for Reed to take his pants.

Seeing a potential snag come up, Reed acted quickly. As Peter started to remove Johnny’s boxers, he hesitated as he realized what he was about to do. There wasn’t time to stop; a towel was shoved in front of his face.

“Quick, start drying. Johnny, do NOT flame on,” Reed said this quickly, a towel of his own in hand. Not giving chance for much else to happen, Reed placed a hand on Peter’s and ripped Johnny’s boxers right off. He then moved to lightly drying Johnny’s arms as Peter focused on other areas. The stretchy scientist was careful to stay out of Peter’s way and kept careful watch on Johnny’s nether regions. When he saw the blonde’s cock begin to rise, Reed put the next part of his plan into action.

“I have a scanning device I can use to make sure Johnny will be okay. Wait here while I go get it,” Reed tried to sound distracted as he said this, getting up. Along the way, he gave Peter’s backside an ‘accidental’ and none-too-gentle shove. This sent the brunette sprawling atop Johnny as Reed quickly moved to his prepped spy-room again.

Peter and Johnny started to untangle themselves, each mumbling thanks and half hearted awkward jokes. A gasp was brought out of both of them when Peter shifted at the same time Johnny started to rise. This brought erections together against one another and made both teens freeze. Jaws dropped and eyes met, full of fear, confusion, and a but of lust.

It was Johnny that moved first, reaching up to pull Peter into a kiss. From there, there wasn’t any holding back. Peter and Johnny started to kiss enthusiastically, Peter reaching down to wrap his hand around both of their erections. Twin moans were issued and only intensified as the two teens started to jerk their groins against one another, bringing pleasurable friction as their lengths rubbed along each other.

Meanwhile, Reed was watching this all from his little hidden room. The stretching man was rather pleased with himself as he observed Johnny and Peter together. Idly, he reached down to adjust the hard on he was a bit surprised to find. Concluding that there was no harm in doing so, Reed unzipped his pants and lowered them and his underwear enough to pull his member out. Looking back up at the show, he started to stroke himself slowly.

When he noticed Peter moving down to lick at Johnny’s chest, Reed let out a little moan. He started to shrug out of his lab coat. He was too late to stop it when he felt his elbow bump metal. He turned to see a tray fall to the ground, metal instruments on it clattering to the floor and creating a rather loud noise. Peter and Johnny immediately stopped what they were doing, looking at one another before rushing for the door. Reed was too slow once again, Peter and Johnny bursting into the room. There was a few seconds of silence, Reed feeling his cheeks growing warmer.

“He was watching us?” Johnny didn’t seem to be talking to anyone.

“You were watching us!” Peter sounded more accusatory.

Reed didn’t know what to say. Starting to panic, he brought both hands up defensively. He started to explain everything, his plan, how Peter could have kept his clothing on, the water he’d dumped on Johnny, and even why he was caught with his erection hanging out.

Peter and Johnny stood there, angry and shocked. Johnny was considering just decking Reed but stopped, looking to see what Peter was going to do. The brunette leaned over to whisper to Johnny, occasionally glancing at Reed. Mr. Fantastic watched them, wondering what was going to happen. He started to tuck himself back into his pants only to be suddenly stopped by Peter.

”What are you doing? Johnny!” Reed was shocked when Johnny stole the pants right off him and tossed them aside. He didn’t even get a chance to try defending his shirt, Peter tearing it right in half. This left Reed shocked and naked.

Peter and Johnny stepped back. After a few seconds of looking at what they’d done, both laughed. Reed flushed red, finally trying to cover his erection. He looked up to see Peter and Johnny using one another to stay standing while laughing. Eventually, their eyes met and the kissing resumed. Rather quickly, that kissing became fondling and the two teen heroes started to move towards the cot that was in the room. Reed couldn’t help but watch, feeling a little pulse from below.

Johnny had moved down to kissing Peter’s stomach by the time Reed’s mind kicked in. He cleared his throat, causing the other two in the room to jump and looks towards him.

“I’m sorry for interrupting again but I was wondering if it would be alright if I continued to watch you two,” he requested, figuring it’d be better to do so instead of just sitting there and pleasuring himself.

Johnny and Peter looked to one another, the pyro leaning in to whisper. They conversed for a few moments, occasionally looking up at Reed. They both sat up on the cot, Johnny getting to his feet. The blonde walked over to Reed, looking him over. “No. You can’t watch. You’re joining,” he said simply. And before Reed could say anything, Johnny had grabbed him and pulled him over to Peter. Mr. Fantastic found himself pushed down to his knees.

“Not nice to manipulate people like that, Reed,” Peter told him, taking hold of the back of his head and pulling him in. Reed blinked, staring at Peter’s member and the bead of pre-cum at the tip. Shrugging, he decided this was better than just watching and took the spider-teen’s cock into his mouth. Peter moaned, head falling back. The cot then bounced slightly as Johnny sat back down.

“Fuckin’ hot,” he whispered, starting to kiss Peter once again. Peter offered no resistance as Johnny slipped his tongue into his mouth, exploring it all as Reed worked his cock. The spider-teen was surprised that Reed actually seemed to know what he was doing but was far too busy to question it, He produced another moan when Johnny’s fingers found and pinched a nipple.

Reed continued to bob up and down on Peter’s length, going with techniques that he deemed the most logical to cause pleasure. And judging by how Peter’s hips were lifting off the cot, Reed chose well. After a few moments, Reed pulled off of Peter and shuffled to the side before going down on Johnny.

This move surprised both of the teens on the cot. Johnny more than Peter, but it was still enjoyable. As Johnny leaned back, riding the wave of sensations, Peter took charge of the kiss. Meanwhile, Reed stretched his hand over to his discarded lab coat. Looking up to make sure Peter and Johnny weren’t watching him; Reed pulled a small tube of hand lotion from his coat pocket. It was to be part of contingency plan three but since it wasn’t needed for that, Reed was putting it to use here.

After several moments of careful application of lotion, Reed reached up and subtly spread both of the teens’ legs. Once he had access, the scientist began to push fingers into each hero. While they were startled at first, Reed quickly found their prostates. He had them moaning and squirming, alternated between sucking on the two cocks. Listening to the encouragements from above, he eventually worked second fingers into both and started to stretch them. After several minutes of this, Peter put a stop to it.

“That’s enough…Johnny…” he breathed out, smiling to the pyro. Johnny returned the smile and didn’t resist as he was pulled further onto the cot and laid on his back. Realization was clearly dawning on him when Peter lifted the blonde’s legs.

Reed just watched with fascination as Peter lined himself up. The scientist started to stoke himself as his fellow hero sank into Johnny slowly. When the brunette began to fuck the blond, Reed decided his hand was not enough. He looked around, considering the available mouths. Eventually, his eyes focused on Peter’s ass, the way it flexed and bounced as its owner worked his cock into the other young man almost had a hypnotic effect.

Neither of the teens on the cot noticed Reed joining them until Peter was pressed down onto Johnny, their chests rubbing together.

“I can’t resist…” was all Reed offered before spreading the cheeks of his friend’s ass. He lined up and started to press in. Peter gasped at the pain and was going to demand Reed pull out but Johnny caught his lips first. With Peter distracted by making out with Johnny, Reed was free to finish entering him. Once he was in as deep as he could get without stretching himself, Reed let out a moan. It was matched by a shuddering groan from Peter.

“Oh god,” the Spider-teen hissed. It was a lot for him to take, being filled while inside Johnny. He could only hold back for so long before he started to move his hips again. Within a few seconds, the arachnid-powered hero had established a steady rhythm of fucking himself on Reed’s pole and plunging into Johnny. Soon the room was aloud with the sounds of sex and Reed couldn’t help but wish he’d installed noise-bafflers once more. He also made note to have the room thoroughly cleaned before a less scientific portion of his mind told him to ‘shut up and fuck’, And so he did, starting to meet Peter half way and drive into him as he thrusted back into Johnny. This brought a yelp from the fiery teen and a worried creak from the cot each time.

Peter was the first to achieve his orgasm, not able to withstand the dual pleasures. With a noise that sounded very much like Johnny’s name, he spilled into the pyrokinetic. This was apparently enough to set Johnny off, his load spurting on his chest and making for a sticky surface for Peter to land on as he fell forward. Reed continued to thrust into Peter, driven towards release even more by the satisfied grunts from Peter. When he finally released into the smaller brunette, Reed sighed happily. As he lay down next to the other two heroes after pulling out, taking note of the amount of semen leaking from the both of them, Reed made a mental note to contact his friend Hank McCoy soon. The young scientist was sure a similar experiment would help his colleague solve his own problem. They ran along a similar vein after all, and he was sure the mutant would appreciate the potential for becoming involved in the sexual activity himself.