Featuring:Steve attempts to enlist in the army yet again and after a scuffle in an alleyway, Bucky tends to Steve in more ways than one. Meanwhile, in Brooklyn, at a registration office, there were dozens of men in their underwear, reading newspapers and chatting as they waited to be examined and recruited. In the midst of muscle and skin, however, was a small, fragile, skinny boy named Steve Rogers. He had short, blond hair, a pale, narrow face and very pink lips. Finally, the man behind the desk called the boy’s name up. Steve folded his newspaper and stood up, before walking over with his half nude, thin body on complete display. He walked to the desk and handed his papers to the older man.
“What did your father die of?” He asked as he read through them. “Mustard gas. He was in the 107th Infantry.” Steve answered, calmly. “I was hoping I could be assigned-” “Your mother?” “She was a nurse in a TB ward. Got hit. Couldn’t shake it.” Steve explained. The man’s eyes scanned down the long list of medical issues on Steve’s papers. “Sorry, son.” “Look, just give me a chance.” “You’d be ineligible on your asthma alone.” “Is there anything you can do?” Steve asked, desperate. “I’m doing it. I’m saving your life.” And just like that, Steve was denied. Despite his ambition to become a soldier and serve his country, his body wouldn’t let him. It was depressing and soul crushing, no matter how many times Steve tried to sign up for the army.
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Featuring:Being on the run was difficult. After the events in Berlin, the fight at the airport and severing ties with Tony, at least for now, Steve was forced to go into hiding with Nat and Sam. From motel to motel, they kept moving, with Steve growing out a beard and his hair, but still keeping his impressive, strong build. Tonight, the runaways had found a motel somewhere in a small, forgotten town. Steve carried the bags as they approached the main door, with them all wearing caps and sunglasses. But as they drew closer, they saw that there was a sign on the dusty glass door saying ‘CLOSED’.
“Looks like it’s been out of business for some time.” Sam mentioned, peeking inside and seeing how abandoned it looked. “Perfect. Means less potential people who can report us.” Natasha said. After the Black Widow finished picking the lock, the three of them went inside. It was a dusty, murky lobby room. It looked like it hadn't been open for a few months or so. “On the bright side, at least we have this place to ourselves.” Steve shrugged. “Aw yeah, I've always wanted a turd to myself.” Sam scoffed, flicking a switch despite the power being out. “It'll do. We’re only here for the night, anyway.” Steve chuckled. Featuring:Horny and alone, Steve decides to stroke his cock to the fantasy of being used and abused by the Howling Commandos. I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted. I had just spent the day taking down a Hydra base, dodging gun shots and protecting my friends from the huge explosions. Only a few more bases to take down, left. I rolled onto my back and gave a big stretch - alone in the double bed. I thought about my day, yet for some reason all I could think about was this morning. The night before we had been camping in a forest and when the sun rose, I saw the most beautiful sight. In a nearby, freshwater lake, the Howling Commandos were bathing in the water. There was Jaques, an older but muscular French man with a hairy body. Then Gabe, a black, beautiful man who was kinda short but buff. He had the sexiest stubble, as well. Then Montgomery, a skinny, lean, English man with a very angular face and moustache. Jim Morita, a Japanese-American man who was cute and a bit muscular too, with a greying beard. There was Dum Dum Dugan, a broad man with ginger hair and a curly moustache. He was a bit hairy and thick, someone I found myself wanting to call Daddy Dum Dum… Then of course, finally, was Bucky. My childhood best friend, with his sexy, muscular, slightly fuzzy body. They were all in the water, stripped down naked, casually washing themselves. I remember they asked me if I'd join, but I couldn't unless I wanted to expose my very obvious hardon. And just thinking about it, my pants began to tighten. I looked down to see the tent forming in my pants.
“Ah shit…” I muttered. Now I had to get off. I hurriedly began stripping my Captain America suit off, until I was finally naked. I grabbed a bottle of lube, which I hadn't used for weeks as I had been away for so long, and squeezed some out onto my hand. I closed my eyes as I wrapped my fingers around the base of my 10 inch cock and slowly began stroking it. “Finally…” I muttered. I was thinking about my friends and my brain began to get creative. I imagined myself waking up in a dark room - maybe in a dungeon of some kind, with my wrists chained to a wall above my head… No, fuck it, in a bed. An old, uncared for bed, with my wrists handcuffed behind my back. And I'm naked. Then the dim light above turns on, to reveal myself surrounded by the Howling Commandos - all looking at me with dirty smirks. My hand continued stroking, creating a wet fapping noise as I pictured them all naked. Bucky straddles my chest as his hard, meaty cock is in my face. “What are you doing to me?” I’d ask, pretending to be so innocent. “Ruining our friendship.” He’d whisper before pushing his cock into my mouth. Fuck yeah, I bet he’s surprisingly rough. He acts like the polished gentleman, but he'd slam his cock down my throat. I wouldn't gag on it, because I can't, but he’d try to make me choke as much as possible. He’d grip my hair and just slam his thick cock into me, with his balls slapping against my chin- fuck that would be so hot. All the while the other Howling Commandos are stroking their cocks at the sight of us. Jaques and Montgomery could lay down against each of my thighs and start sharing my cock. Their tongues would each run up the sides of my shaft. I began tracing my veins, imagining it was Montgomery’s tongue, whilst Jaques takes the head of my cock into his mouth. They're taking the time with it, whilst Bucky’s mercilessly plowing my throat, calling me dirty shit. He calls me his bitch and his slut as I drool around his throbbing cock. He’d start to sweat, with his body shimmering like it did in that lake. I wondered what Bucky’s precum would taste like. Oh, and then Gabe and Daddy Dugan would kneel on either side of me. “Give Daddy what he wants.” Dugan would growl, slapping his heavy, thick cock against my cheek. Bucky lets go of my hair and his cock is quickly replaced with Daddy’s giant one. Whilst Dugan fucks my throat, Bucky and Gabe are making out. Oh, shit, I forgot about Jim. I know, he’d be licking at my feet. I bet he’s freaky. He’d run his tongue between my toes and send chills up my spine. Just the thought of it sent goosebumps through me as I looked down at my feet, imagining Jim giving them a tongue bath. I took a moment to watch my cock sliding up and down the 10 inches of meat, picturing Jaques and Montgomery taking turns slurping at the mushroom tip. “Oh fuck…” I groaned, thrusting up into my hand. I rolled my head back and closed my eyes, resuming my fantasy. Eventually, they’d decide it’s time to fuck me. They won't lube my ass, why would they bother? My ass is theirs’ to abuse, anyway. Daddy Dugan is first. Bucky, Gabe, Montgomery, Jaque and Jim would all be watching on either side of me, watching as Dum Dum Dugan lifts my feet onto his shoulders. Then he’d slam it into me. “Oh yeah…” I breathed, feeling my hole twitch as I imagined the fat cock inside me. I imagined Dugan to be rough. “Take it, bitch. Scream like the whore you are.” He'd grunt. I spat on my hand for extra lube, imagining Dugan would spit on me. I could practically hear the balls slapping against my ass. I imagined what it would be like to look up at his sexy, thick, fuzzy body as he plowed into me. Would he be the type to breed me? Or would he cum on me, degrading me? I decided I liked the idea of Daddy Dugan doing a bit of both. He’d shoot a load deep inside me, before pulling out. Then he’d blast round after round of cum all over me. It would be Gabe’s turn next. My feet would be on his shoulders - but I think he’d be a more gentle lover. I've seen his hips dance, so I think he’d be talented with keeping a rhythm. He’d thrust into me slow, then fast, then slow again. Maybe he’d reach down and stroke my cock in time with his hips. All the while, the rest of the Howling Commandos are stroking their cocks over me. Gabe would cum directly inside me, moaning my name. Next would be Jim. My toes would be in his mouth as he pushes his curved cock inside me. He fucks me hard with his sweaty, muscular body - occasionally spanking my ass. I'd be dying to use my hands, but the cuffs simply wouldn't let me. Jim would breed me, too. “Oh God…” I breathed, thinking about Jaques replacing him. The older man would make my legs wrap around his waist, leaning down close to my face - he’d be intimate, but rough. He’d slam his cock into me as he kisses me. Our sweaty bodies grinding against each other as he rams his fat cock into me. My second hand began reaching down, past my cock, past my balls, towards my hole. As I imagined Jaques inside me, I began teasing my own hole with my finger, gently rubbing it. I think Jaques would cum inside me, maybe whilst biting on my bottom lip. As I thought about it, I bit my own lip. When Jaques is done, he pulls out of me and gives me ass a spank, before letting Montgomery take his place. He’d tease me for a bit, like I was doing with my finger, before finally sliding every inch of his long cock inside me. I think Montgomery would be into nipple play… He’d reach down and just grab them both. Pinching and pulling at them. “You like that, Cap?” Montgomery would smirk. I reeled back the finger by my ass and instead, recreated what was in my mind. I began pinching and squeezing my pink nubs. “Oh shit…” I breathed. Montgomery would be a rough pounding but I think he’d cum on me. Fuck yeah, that would be so hot. Watching him pull out then splatter his British cum all over me. Fuck! Then last but not least, it would be my childhood best friend, Bucky. But he wouldn't fuck me. No, he’d ride me. “Time to milk our bitch.” Bucky would growl, scooping up Dugan and Montgomery’s cum before using it to line up my cock. “So hot…” I muttered, looking down at my rod and picturing it slick in white cum. Then, I imagined Bucky’s ass lowering itself onto me. “Arrrgh yeah, Steve…” Bucky would growl as inch by inch I go deeper inside him. He’d squeeze my pecs as he went balls deep - looking me in the eyes the whole time. Then soon, he’d begin bouncing his ass up and down. I bet he’s so tight… I’d want to touch his body but I can't because my hands are still handcuffed behind my back. If I asked Bucky to release me, he’d just slap me across the face. Fuck, that'd be so hot… Shit, I'm gonna cum. I continued imagining Bucky’s hot, ripped body moving up and down my cock. I began stroking even faster. “I'm gonna cum!” I’d tell him. “Do it. Breed me like you’ve always wanted to.” Bucky would command me. “Argh fuck!” I moaned out. I began shooting my thick cum all over my pecs. My toes stretched out as I shot load after load after load. I imagined it was Bucky’s cum spraying all over me, as I’d be cumming deep inside him. “So fucking hot…” I muttered as my climax came to an end. I looked down at my body, which was drenched in cum. If only I had Bucky to clean it off for me… Shit, I really needed that. I wanted to do this ever since I saw those sexy bastards in the lake. I sighed before getting up and going to find a rag to clean myself off, wishing my fantasy was true… FeaturingAfter the battle of New York, the Avengers celebrate their victory with an intense orgy. A week had passed. Every news outlet from around the world was talking about us, both good and bad things. Some trusted us, some were scared. For the past few days we had all been in recovery mode on the Shield Helicarrier. During the time there, Thor and Fury were having negotiations of what to do with the imprisoned Loki. Meanwhile, the rest of us were recovering both mentally and physically from the intense stress we had been under. On the last morning, I was sitting in my room, which I had been sharing with Steve. But I was on my own, sat on the end of the bed, feeling somewhat… Confused. It felt like everything I remembered about the MCU had been wiped from my brain and the only stuff I remembered was the experiences I had already lived through. Why was this happening? It hadn't happened before during the other movies… As I was contemplating, though, I heard a knock at the door. I looked up to see Steve in a white tank top and beige pants, looking absolutely stunning. Meanwhile I was still a bit bruised up wearing a simple white v-neck and black shorts.
“You doing okay?” He asked me. “How long were you standing there?” I blushed. “Long enough to know you were in deep thought.” Steve chuckled before coming over and sitting beside me. “You okay?” He asked me, sincerely. “Yeah. Just… Wondering what happens next.” I half laughed. “I can understand that. I think I've felt that way ever since I woke up.” Steve sighed. “I'm sorry.” I said, looking up into his diamond blue eyes. “Don't be. I've been learning to enjoy it more.” Steve shrugged. “Really?” I asked, surprised. “It's easier when there’s a cutie like you around.” Steve chuckled before pecking my lips. “You did good out there, y’know?” “You think so?” “Yeah, definitely… Don't tell Tony this, but he was right. You are tough, you can fight for yourself… I was just scared I was going to lose a Radford all over again.” Steve admitted. “Awh, Steve… It's okay.” I assured him, taking his hand in mine. “You won't lose me, though.” “I better not.” He smiled before leaning in and kissing me again. “Sorry to interrupt, boys…” Tony’s voice said, as he came through the door as well, followed by Thor, Bruce and Barton. Tony was wearing a white button down shirt and a pair of grey pants whilst Thor was wearing his normal Asgardian get-up. However Barton was wearing a simple navy shirt and a pair of black jeans. “We were just about to depart with the prisoner.” The God told us. “Oh… Right, okay.” I nodded. “Well, now hold on… Wouldn't hurt to have a celebratory fuck though, right?” Barton suggested, giving Thor and Tony smirk. “No, of course. In Asgard we fuck plenty during celebrations.” Thor smirked back. “Sounds fun.” Bruce half laughed. “I might have a suggestion…” Tony smirked, looking over at me. “If it wasn't for Ryan, perhaps none of us would be here together, or even alive…” He mentioned. “What are you suggesting?” Steve asked. “I'm suggesting we all make it up to him.” Tony answered. “What does that mean?” I blushed. “Back in Asgard, when I helped defeat Loki the first time, my friends and family tied me to a bed, so they could take turns planting their seed inside me. As a thanks.” Thor explained. “Seriously?” Bruce said in awe. “That sounds like a wonderful idea.” Tony smirked. “You okay with that?” Steve asked me, caringly, gently caressing my face. “I think I am.” I smirked before pulling Steve into a kiss again. He pushed me backwards until he was on top of me as our lips passionately made out. “Yeah, that’s it, pin him down whilst I tie him up.” Barton smirked, taking off his shirt. As Steve’s tongue explored my mouth and his crotch was grinding into mine on the bed, Barton took my hands and brought them over my head. “Fuck this is so hot…” I muttered as Steve kissed at my neck, while Barton used his shirt to tie my wrists to the bedpost. “Going to make you proud, Ryan.” Thor smirked. I noticed as I looked over Steve’s shoulder, that they were already stripping off. “I can't wait to make this agent scream.” Tony added, now completely naked with Thor and Bruce. The muscular God and the two sexy scientists... “He’s gonna love it.” Bruce said as Steve broke off and soon ended up standing up off the bed, with Barton. “This isn't right.” Thor muttered before he climbed onto the bed, as Steve and Barton began stripping off as well. “What's that?” I asked, flirtatiously as he was soon looking down on me. He just smirked before gripping my shirt. RIIIIIIIP!! Like paper, Thor tore my shirt straight off my body before throwing it away. “We must celebrate your body, as we are celebrating your bravery.” Thor told me, before gripping my black shorts and boxer briefs underneath, then ripping them clean off my legs as well. I was rendered completely naked. The ruins of my clothes had been discarded to a corner of the room as Thor soon leaned down and kissed me, passionately. I went to wrap my arms around him, but of course I couldn't. I could feel his huge, muscular body press against me as his tongue explored inside my mouth. His huge, monolithic cock was grinding against mine. His beard brushed against my face as we kissed, but soon he broke off. FeaturingAliens descend on New York, with the Avengers as the world's last hope... Barton and I were still laying naked on the bed when the door to the room opened. I looked up in surprise to see Steve standing in his Captain America suit.
“Really?” He asked, rolling his eyes. “Don't tell Nat.” Barton groaned, as he freed me from my straps. “What’s going on?” I asked Steve. “We’re going.” “Going where?” Clint asked. “I'll tell you on the way. Can you fly one of those jets?” Steve asked Barton. “Yeah.” “Good. Got a suit?” “Yeah.” “Then suit up.” Steve instructed him. “Ryan, come with me. Tony’s got a plan for you.” I followed Steve until we came down to some kind of warehouse where we soon found Tony fixing up his old suit. “Meet you there.” Steve told us before leaving us. “What’s going on?” I asked Tony. “Loki’s at Stark Tower. Listen, you and I are going to confront him first - there we’re gonna pick up some fresh suits.” Tony told me. “Right… Okay.” I nodded. “Don't be afraid to use your seduction powers on him, either. We could do with distracting him for a bit.” Tony chuckled. “They're not powers.” I rolled my eyes. “Ya’ll are just horny as fuck.” I scoffed. “Well can you blame us with an ass like yours’?” Tony smirked, groping my butt. “Back to the plan?” I laughed. “Yes, so we’re gonna go to the tower and we have to do our best to keep the invasion as contained as possible. We can't let it get out of the city.” Tony told me. “Hopefully Thor catches up.” I sighed. As the ‘movie’ progressed, I found myself remembering less and less of how it ended… It was almost like my memory was gradually being erased on how the marvel universe went. “And the big guy.” Tony added. “Do you think we’ll make it?” I asked, looking up at him. “We have to.” Tony simply said before giving me a hug. “I'm proud of you.” “I'm proud of you, too.” I said, holding him close. |
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