[ SECRET POST #3287 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3287 ⌋

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Re: What don't you like about the people in fandom?

[(Anonymous)]

"It's, um...it's okay."

He was on his back, legs splayed, hands supporting his thighs. Globs of semen formed a misshapen line, running from his abdomen up to the middle of his chest. It had been a good, hard orgasm. Somehow, that made it worse.

"No it's not."

Stark stared down at him. He was holding his cock with one hand, the tip still pressed against Steve's asshole. The man looked like he was in shock. "Uh." It was strange, seeing Tony Stark speechless.

The whole thing was strange. Steve never would have thought he'd be this kind of guy, and yet, here he was, with his rear exposed and a man he'd thought he couldn't stand hovering over him, sweaty and at attention. He'd have rather their positions be reversed, but...

"Jesus, you don't know what lube is? Just...just lie down."

He'd tried to give Stark a stroke or two and had to be corrected ("have you ever even wanked?"). Offered to go down on him ("let's, uh...get to the advanced stuff later"). Slid a finger up Stark's crack ("easy there, boy scout"). Eventually, he'd just done as he was told and spread himself, prepared to lie back and take it.

Apparently, he couldn't even do that right.

"So, I'm, uh..." Stark looked down at his erection and sighed. "I'm gonna go...take care of this."

Steve nodded, covered his face with his hand. It would probably be a good idea, he thought, to clean himself up.

He decided not to bother.