Peter Parker Smut Novels & Stories

He didn't let that happen. Smirking, he grabbed fistful of his hair and forced his head up, causing him to gasp. Taking the advantage of that his mouth was now wide open, Peter spat on his mouth and that’s all it took before he got more aroused as he cummed, shoting his load against his stomach, failing to control himself.

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

His eyes moved to Adrian , who gave him that knowing smile…One that screamed that tonight was finally the night of tipping over the edge they’d all been holding in for months. Peter peeled off his shirt first, then shoved his jeans and boxers down in one go. He stepped out of them and straightened, completely bare now, cock standing proudly. Maria’s bit her lower lip. He was big and it ignited this insatiable feeling in her that needed to be sated.

They both walk past each other, cursing at each other in their minds. The encounter with J Dot increases the loop of despair for Red as it gives it a new negative emotion; wrath. The show went amazing as usual for Red and Peter and Parker took Red to a party for the success of her work. "Dude, I was waiting for you to hold a show here." Peter said. "By the way, do you know? Parker got a girlfriend." Red hummed, staring at her glass, not replying. "Red.. you okay?" Peter asked.

Lisa What? I was taken aback by Mr. Peter’s disrespectful and inappropriate behavior. Was he kidding? What did he take me for? A whore? Today, I wouldn’t hesitate to put this bald, ugly old man in his place. “What are you saying, Mr. Peter? I should do what?” I asked. “You want me to kneel and suck you?” “I know you want it too, baby,” he sneered arrogantly. “Can you please stop acting like you’re a virgin?”

replied and stood up. "I have something for you. " said Dr. Amrah while handing me a parcel. "Thanks. " I said while collecting it. Peter and I were soon out of the hospital. "Now to where? " he asked. "how about we get some soft drinks and snacks then hang out just as my mother suggested. " I said. "Ok that will be nice. " said Peter. I smiled at the thought of hanging out with Peter and I was glad Layo didn't come along. I went to a grocery store nearby, bought two large Pepsi drink and a take away of samosa. "Come I'll show you my favorite spot in London. " I said while signalling a bike to stop. "Am not getting on that. " said Peter with a form of resistance. "Oh yes you are Peter Park

"It still hurts a lot but it does feel a lot better when you hug me," "Aw, you poor dear," Claire cooed pulling him even closer and even letting him reach up to fondle her boobs a little. They sat like this for a few minutes until Claire noticed an odd aroma. "What's that stink?" she said in a perplexed tone. "It smells just like unwashed..." She froze in revulsion as she looked down Peter's body to find that his ugly pink erection was poking out of unzipped flies. "Oh my god," she swore. "Why is your cock sticking out of your trousers?" she asked relatively calmly considering the circumstances. Peter sat up. "What? Is it? I didn't realise."