Jockstrap

There were definitely some good points to living in the Avengers tower. Twenty-four hour access to Teddy and more things to fanboy over than even at the mansion were among them. Another was the gym. It was a nice, safe gym complete with training facilities for powers. Not some dirty, smelly place full of weirdos.

And despite his nerdy and not all that muscled body, Billy enjoyed the gym. After a pleasant work out, Billy strolled into the locker room with a towel around his neck. A little sweaty, he was all prepared to head to his locker and then into the showers. Stopping at his locker, Billy blinked when he noticed something under the bench.

Billy crouched down and picked up the object only to go a little red. It was a jockstrap. And not just any jockstrap. Red elastic with a blue pouch with a big white star on it. There was only one man that owned that in the mansion. Captain America.

Billy stared a moment, cheeks read. He felt his cock twitch a little at some of the thoughts that raced through his head. The mage groaned at himself for the sudden temptation but gave in. Billy lifted the cotton to his face and sniffed. He just barely suppressed the moan the musky aroma brought out of him. He turned the jockstrap around and pressed his face to the interior of the pouch.

The mage couldn’t hold that groan in, hand slipping down to adjust the growing bulge in his shorts. He couldn’t believe he was doing it but smelling Captain America’s jock was getting him hard.

“Enjoying yourself, son?”

Billy could have died right then. And he was pretty sure that if his voice had been working, he would have been ‘Iwant…’ing himself out of existence. Standing at the end of the row of lockers in just sneakers and athletic shorts was Steve Rodgers. His arms were crossed of that muscled chest and the Avenger was giving Billy an even look.

The magic user tried to say something but still was unable to get words working. Steve walked forward slowly and plucked the jockstrap from Billy’s hands with ease. He looked down at it and then looked Billy over. Noting the tent in the Young Avenger’s shorts, Steve smirked a bit.

“You know, back when he was your age, I caught Bucky doing the very same thing once,” the older remarked. “So I think I know what to do here,” he went on, placing a hand on the dark haired teen’s shoulder. Billy was shocked and glanced up at Cap. He jumped when Steve’s other hand came down on his other shoulder and started pushing. Billy ended up on his knees, face level with a sizeable bulge in Steve’s shorts.

“Oh no way…” Billy gasped.

“Take my shorts down, son,” Steve ordered gently.
Billy hesitated but Steve squeezed his shoulders. Billy swallowed and pulled the short down slowly. The jockstrap Steve wore did little to conceal the cock growing to hardness underneath. Billy didn’t wait for the order to take that down.

The Young Avenger gasped slightly at the sight of Steve’s thick cock. It was longer and thicker than Teddy’s before he shape shifted it but otherwise looked the same right down to the neatly trimmed blond pubic hair and low-hanging hairy balls.

Steve reached down and took ahold of his length. He ran the head along Billy’s lips a few times.

“Open up, Billy,” he said. The mage hesitated again but complied. Seconds later, Captain America’s cock was pushed past his lips. Cap moaned as the moist heat brought him quickly to full erection. Billy meanwhile couldn’t believe it was happening. Sure, he and Teddy had played around once with shape shifting and illusion casting into other people once but this was the real deal.

Steve let Billy suck on the first few inches of his cock for a few minutes, just enjoying the warmth. It did turn out to be not enough though, and soon enough, Steve was starting to gently thrust his length in and out of Billy’s willing mouth. Steve rested one calloused hand on Billy’s head, taking a gentle grip in the teen’s dark hair and holding his head in place as he fucked his mouth. The other grabbed onto a nearby locker for balance.

“You’re doing well. Think you can take it all, son?” Cap asked, holding his voice steady despite the desire to moan. Billy opened his eyes slowly and looked up until he met Cap’s gaze. Steve had a little trouble reading the look before Billy started moving.

The super soldier had to admit to being impressed as Billy slowly took more and more of his length in. The older hero moaned as the feeling of being deep throated, head falling back a moment. He let Billy control the pace of the blowjob for a few minutes, the mage bobbing on his impressive cock but eventually took charge again.

Steve took hold of Billy’s head with both hands and started to thrust in again. Licking his lips, he looked down and smirked when he saw Billy rubbing at the bulge in his own shorts. Glancing around he spotted his discarded jockstrap and got an idea. One last thrust deep into Billy’s throat and the super soldier pulled out with a popping sound, a single string of saliva and precum trailing from Steve’s member to Billy’s lips.

“Get up, soldier. And strip,” Steve ordered gently.

Billy swallowed and got to his feet. His shirt was peeled off and tossed aside, Steve watching carefully and stroking himself idly. Billy pulled down his shorts next, the Spider-Man print boxers underneath bringing a laugh out of Steve. Billy blushed before he tugged those down as well. He stood awkwardly, half-heartedly trying to hide the raging erection that had been revealed. He started to say something about being unsure if they should keep going but his brain screeched to a halt at Cap’s next words.

“Alright, son. Back on your knees,” Steve gestured down. Billy complied almost instantly, unable to resist Captain America’s orders. Billy started to reach for Steve’s dripping erection again but the super soldier blocked his hand and moved aside. He gently but firmly pushed on the mage’s back until he was on his hands and knees. Picking up the jockstrap he’d caught Billy sniffing, Steve smiled again. He ignored the questioning look the Young Avenger gave him and reached for his legs.

It was a bit tricky in terms of juggling the teen’s legs but with a little effort, Steve lifted Billy’s lower half up and worked the jockstrap onto him. He set the teen back down onto his hands and knees gently and admired his handiwork. He was sure the garment would fall right off Billy if the teen stood up but with him bent over like he was, it fit well enough to cover his member and framed that ass quite well. Feeling a little twitch, Steve looked to his own locker and opened it quickly. The blond grabbed a jar of Vaseline as he kneeled behind Billy.

“Just relax, soldier. And keep your hands on the floor. No touching yourself,” Steve gave another order as he dipped his fingers into the Vaseline. Billy tensed a moment when he realized what was about to happen. For just a moment he wondered if he was asleep or in some kind of illusion but the sudden feeling of Steve’s slick finger pressing into his hole banished those thoughts from his mind.

Steve’s preparations were hastily done, the super soldier working quickly to spread the lube into Billy’s hole. He was pleased to find that Billy was loose but still felt tight enough to provide a good time. By the time Steve was working two slick fingers into the teen’s tight hole, he decided it was enough. Coating his length, Steve took hold of Billy’s hips and positioned himself.

“Remember, no touching yourself, soldier,” Steve reminded Billy before pressing in.

Billy moaned and whimpered as Steve slowly but steadily slid that big cock into his tight ass. He was used to taking Teddy’s big length but it was usually with a little more preparation. He went quiet and tried to catch his breath when he felt the older man’s balls and pubes against his ass. Just as he was starting to catch his breath, Steve grinded in a bit. The extra stimulation brought a gasp of pleasure out of the mage and a small smile from Steve.

Cap began a slow and steady pace of pulling almost all the way out and then thrusting in as deep as he was able, adding some gyrations when he bottomed out. Billy could only moan softly, Steve’s cock pressing his prostate with every movement.

“Oh god…please. Faster,” Billy gasped out.

Steve quirked an eyebrow but shrugged. If it was what Billy wanted, he’d go with it. Taking his hands off the mage’s hips, he grabbed onto the excess elastic of the waistband for a handle. Making sure his grip was good, Steve started to pound into the Young Avenger hard and fast. The sounds of flesh slapping flesh, Billy’s groaning, and an occasional grunt from Steve filled the locker room. Billy’s arms shook a little, Cap’s heavy balls slapping his cotton covered ones. Slowly, he reached back to try stroking himself, hoping Cap either wouldn’t mind or wouldn’t notice. But Steve did notice and stopped thrusting deep inside Billy.

“I thought I said no touching yourself, Billy?” Steve shook his head but smirked.

Before the mage could say anything, Steve grabbed his wrist and pulled it about behind his back. Using the elastic from the jockstrap, Steve tied Billy’s hand behind his back. Holding the teen up with one hand, the super solder quickly did the same to the other hand. The shocked mage tugged a few times but didn’t get his wrists free.

“There we go. That should help you resist that temptation,” Steve remarked. Taking hold of Billy’s shoulder with one hand to keep him upright and placing the other on the Young Avenger’s hip again, Steve started right back up with his thrusting.

Steve was quite pleased with the new position, shifting his thrust angle and wondering just how many noises he could get from Billy. The mage could do little more than moan, groan, and whimper as Steve plowed his ass. It was a wonderful torture, Steve slowly his thrusting to a near stop whenever he sensed Billy getting too close to orgasm.

Eventually it had to come to an end though. Steve felt that own familiar tingle building in his balls and decided it was time to let Billy cum. Steve sped up his thrusts, angling right for the younger hero’s prostate. It wasn’t long before Billy cried out in pleasure, spilling the built up load into Steve’s jockstrap. His ass constricted around Steve’s cock as the older man thrust in deep one more time. With a rumble of a yell, Steve shot his seed deep inside Billy.

Steve caught Billy as the mage almost bonelessly collapsed. Slowly, Steve pulled out and eased Billy onto his back. He took a few moments to just watch the flushed and satisfied young hero panting.

“You can keep the jock, son. I’ve got plenty,” Steve remarked with a smile.