Peter Parker X Male Reader Smut

Title: Sexy Spider

Peter is needy. He needs attention and sex. He needs it all the time, and he's very good at making me feel like I have to give it to him.

So tonight, when he came home from a long day of classes at ESU, he was already getting hard in his jeans and practically salivating at the thought of getting off.

When I saw his face, my cock twitched, even though I'd had a long day and was tired. I couldn't resist him. I never could.

"Peter?" I said softly. "Do you need something?"

He looked at the floor. "I'm sorry. I'm always needing you."

"No, you're not. I want to do it for you. I love it."

He looked up at me then, a small smile on his lips. "Really? You like it?"

I nodded and pulled him towards me, putting my hands on the small of his back. "Of course. Now take your pants off."

He nodded and shimmied out of his jeans, revealing his thin, toned body and his half-erect cock. He looked up at me from under his lashes. I knew that look meant he wanted more.

"Take your shirt off too. And kneel."

He nodded and knelt, pushing his shirt over his head and dropping it on the floor. He held out his hands to me, looking at me imploringly.

"Are you ready?" I asked him. "For me to fuck you?"

He nodded, biting his lip. "Yes. I need it."

I put my hand on his cheek. "You'll get it. Just be patient."

I slowly undid the buttons of my shirt and pulled it over my head, then kicked off my shoes. My erection pressed against my jeans as I looked at Peter, who was gazing up at me like I was the most amazing person he'd ever seen.

I reached out and stroked my hand through his hair. He leaned into my touch and whimpered.

"Do you want to suck my cock?" I whispered in his ear.

"Yes," he whispered back. "Please."

I rubbed his cheek with my thumb. "Good boy. Open your mouth for me."

I pulled my cock out and held it in my hand, leaning forward to put it in Peter's open mouth.

He sucked my tip in and immediately started licking and sucking, wrapping his lips around my glans and tonguing my slit. I groaned at the feeling, pressing into his mouth until the head of my cock hit his throat.

"Good," I whispered. "Swallow around me."

He did as he was told, squeezing his throat muscles around my shaft. I moaned, but managed to keep a hold on myself. I couldn't come yet.

I pulled out of Peter's mouth and tugged on his hair until he looked up at me.

"You did well. Now I'm going to fuck your mouth."

He smiled and nodded, opening wide. I plunged my cock back in his mouth and started thrusting slowly in and out. He gazed up at me, his eyes dark and glassy with lust. He loved this. He loved serving me. Being used.

I fucked his mouth harder, moving my cock in and out, watching how his lips stretched around me and his tongue flicked out to lick my skin. I was panting now, my breath coming in short gasps.

But I had to stop myself. If I wasn't careful, I would come in Peter's mouth right now. And he wanted my cock inside him. That's what he needed. Not just to give me pleasure with his mouth, but to have me fill him and stretch him, to take his body for my own.

So I pulled out and knelt next to Peter, stroking his hair back from his face and kissing his lips.

"Do you need me to fuck you now?" I asked, trying to hold back a smile. I knew the answer before he did.

He nodded, his lips swollen from sucking me and his eyes still glassy.

"I need it so much. Please. I'll take anything you give me."

I kissed him again, soft and gentle, then pushed him on his back.

"Get up on all fours."

He did as I told him, turning his head to look back at me over his shoulder.

I took my jeans off and picked up a condom and some lube from the floor, then crawled behind Peter on the rug. I ran my hand over his ass, my fingers brushing through his crease.

"Your body is so beautiful," I murmured. "So sexy. You're perfect."

He whimpered. "You're making me harder."

I smirked. "That's what I want. But I'm going to make you wait. You know that."

He moaned. "You like to tease me."

"I do." I pushed two fingers inside him and started to fuck him with them slowly. He whined and bucked into my hand.

"Please. Let me come."

"Not yet," I said. "Just be patient."

Peter nodded and dropped his forehead to the floor, letting out a deep breath. "I can be patient. I'll wait. I promise."

I kissed the side of his hip. "Good boy."

I lubed up my cock and pressed the tip to Peter's asshole, rubbing slowly to open him up. He moaned and squirmed under me, pushing back against my dick.

"Not yet," I admonished him. "Just wait."

He nodded, taking in a shaky breath. I kept rubbing my cock head against him until he was relaxing around me, then I pressed inside slowly, letting him adjust to my girth.

When I was fully inside him, I let out a long breath. God, he felt good. So warm and tight around my cock.

"Move," Peter gasped. "Fuck me."

I pressed my lips to his back, then drew back and thrust inside him slowly. His breath hitched and he clutched at the rug under us.

"More," he said. "Please. Fuck me harder."

I grabbed his hips with my hands and started to thrust deeper, faster. He let out little whimpers with each stroke, his back arching under me.

I put one hand on his shoulder and held him down as I fucked him, my dick moving hard and deep in his body.

"Are you close?" I asked.

Peter nodded, gasping for breath. "I'm so close. You're making me come."

"That's it, baby." I thrust harder into him, letting out a groan. "Come for me. You're such a good boy."

Peter shuddered underneath me, his asshole squeezing around my cock. I could feel him spasm around me, his body clenching in pleasure. He cried out, the sound of his release turning me on even more.

I thrust into him harder and harder, my balls drawing up tight to my body. Peter whimpered as I fucked him through his orgasm, then cried out again when I started to come.

I thrust deep into him and stilled, my body clenching as I shot into the condom inside him.

"Oh fuck," I moaned. "Oh fuck."

Peter's head was down on the rug, his body shaking. He was still whimpering in pleasure.

When I finally stopped coming, I pulled out of him slowly and fell over on my back, my cock throbbing in pleasure.

Peter rolled over and cuddled against my side, kissing my shoulder.

"I love you," he mumbled against my skin. "Thank you. You always make me feel so good."

I wrapped my arm around him, pulling him closer to me. "I love you too, Peter. Always."

We lay there for a while, recovering from our orgasms. Finally Peter sat up and looked down at me with a smile.

"I have to go to the bathroom."

I nodded and kissed him on the mouth. "Go."

He got up and walked to the bathroom. I got up too and cleaned up, then went to the kitchen to get us some water.

Peter was still in the bathroom when I returned. He came out a few minutes later with his face washed and his hair wet, looking adorable in his nakedness.

I handed him the water and he smiled, then drank from the glass. "Thanks."

I took his empty glass back and set it on the side table, then pulled him close.

"How do you feel?" I murmured against his ear.

Peter shivered. "Good," he said. "Perfect."

I kissed his lips, then looked down at him with a smile. "Come on. Let's go to bed."