Featuring:Barton helps escort Connor and Peter out of the SHIELD base when it's under attack, but the three end up having some fun in the Quinjet. Thor and I were dressed in time for the SHIELD cars to light us up with their headlights. There were 2 normal Jeeps and a van. “Where are you taking him?” Thor asked, taking the now bound brother to the van. “We’re taking him to the Shield prison near the base.” One of the agents said. “I’ll come with you.” Thor said. “And me?” I asked. “You’re coming with us. The Director wants to speak to you.” The agent said. So, I got in one of the over cars and our convoy set off. I wondered if I’d actually make it back this time without any interruptions. Thankfully, no Gods came down to smash our car so we did arrive, though split off from the van and other Jeep. The drive wasn’t exactly comfortable, as I was still pretty filthy. The SHIELD base was a large spread of concrete with a large symbol on a wall. “Not very secret is it?” I asked but the agent ignored me. We went into an underground parking lot and got out. We came to this metal elevator door which had a panel on the side with a keypad. The agent I was with entered the numbers, then a green light beamed out from it and scanned the agent’s eye. We went into the elevator and he pressed the ground floor button. We went up and the doors opened again. The main room was pretty busy, with agents scurrying around in suits. It was very spacious and open, with a hologram of the planet being projected in the centre of the room with different splodges of colour representing different things in different countries. “Connor!” A voice called out. I looked over to see Peter running over to me. “Peter!” I said before he practically pounced on me, hugging me tightly. “What the hell happened to you? Why are you covered in mud?” Peter asked, worried. “It’s a long story… What am I doing here?” I asked. “Fury wants to debrief you. Considering you’ve come in contact with 4 of Shield’s most trusted allies, they want to make sure you’re… Safe.” Peter explained. “What?! I was the one kidnapped by the fucking head of Hydra and shot by the God of fucking mischief! Why am I the one being interrogated?” I blurted out, frustrated. “It’s not an interrogation, it’s more like… A background check.” Peter reasoned. “It’s not immediate though - you’ll be doing it tomorrow morning. We can get you showered up and fed.” Peter assured me. “Where?” I asked. “There’s a room for you.” Peter brought me into another elevator, though his one was glass and we soon began going up.
“So… What exactly happened?” He asked me. “Well… I was on my way back from getting some shopping when these guys straight up captured me and put me in this van. Then I was taken to this weird barn, warehouse thing and met the Red Skull.” I explained. “You poor thing.” Peter sighed. “They captured me because they knew Tony knew me and wanted to use me as bait.” I explained. “But instead it was Captain America who came to save me. Then on the way we um… Well… We urrr..” “What?” Peter frowned when the elevator finally reached the right floor. “Well he kinda fucked me.” I said with a smug face as we walked into a corridor. “Kinda?” Peter repeated, knowingly. “Okay, he fucked my brains out!” I half laughed. “You lucky bastard!” Peter said, jealous. “He was amazing Peter. We have to do it with him again, sometime.” I told him. “Anyway, afterwards there was this- it was like a rainbow beam of light that hit the ground and stood there was Thor.” I continued as we approached a door. Peter used a card on a scanner and it beeped, letting us in. Inside was a very simple room with a sofa, a tv and a small table and chairs. There was also a mini fridge. There were two doors to the left, that went into a bathroom and a bedroom. “I cannot believe you.” Peter said. “Well, he told Cap that Loki was here and so Cap went to go here and Thor offered to take me home but not even halfway there we got shot down by Loki.” I continued. “You weren’t hurt, were you?” Peter asked. “Well... I mean, kinda. Loki shot me with this staff thing and it hit me in the chest. But it was more like… I dunno, it was just cold and icy. It hurt but it… I’m okay. I’m just very achy.” I admitted. “You poor thing.” Peter said, giving me a hug. “I feel so bad… I got you into this world of chaos… You shouldn’t have been mixed up in this.” Peter sighed. “If that’s the price of knowing you then I’ll pay it.” I admitted. “Connor…” “Peter I could’ve died tonight and it’s made me realise that I don’t want to just be friends with benefits with you.” I confessed. “Wait… What?” Peter said, surprised. “I love you.” I revealed. “Shit… Connor, I love you too.” Peter said before kissing me, passionately. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he cupped my face, letting his lips dance against mine. “B-But… What about Tuesdays with Tony?” Peter asked, breaking off, referring to our sexy fun times with his mentor. “Well… We can still do that… We can have, like, an open relationship.” I suggested, taking his hand in mine. “I like the sound of that.” Peter smirked. “Maybe we can share tasting Thor’s hammer.” “Beat ya to it.” I smirked back. “You got fucked by Thor as well?!” Peter gasped. “What is with you and getting heroes to fuck you?” “I honestly don’t even know.” I scoffed. “I’m gonna go have a shower now… I can feed mud in my ass.” I decided. “Lovely. Wait… Did you get fucked in the mud?” Peter realised. “Yep.” I smirked. We came into the bathroom and I watched as Peter turned the water on. “You err… Want me to join you?” Peter asked. “I love you, but I’m way too tired and sore to do anything.” I sighed. “No, I mean… I’ll clean you off. So you don’t have to move and ache too much.” Peter said. “Oh… Yeah, actually… That would be nice.” I agreed. We both stripped off and came into the large shower and I stood there as he cleaned the mud off me, using a nice, soft sponge. “So… What exactly happens at this thing? This background check thing?” I asked. “Should just be questions. Don’t be worried. Just answer truthfully. We have nothing to hide.” Peter assured me. “I guess that’s true. One thing did happen though, that I can’t really explain.” I admitted. “What’s that?” “Well… I picked up Loki’s staff and shot it back at him and apparently… Well apparently I shouldn’t have been able to do that.” I said. “Really?” “Apparently to have done it I’d have to have gone through training or some shit.” I explained. “Maybe you were just lucky?” Peter shrugged. “Maybe.” I sighed. “Don’t worry about it. I’m sure it doesn’t mean anything.” Peter said before pecking my lips. I woke up the next day, still feeling rather achy, to the sound of Peter’s phone’s alarm. My parents had been informed that I was in safe hands, though were awfully confused. My phone was dead and I hadn’t had the ability to charge it yet. “You okay, babe?” Peter said as we woke up. “Urgh… Yeah…” I shrugged. We soon got dressed and not long after there was a knock on the door. Peter went over and answered it. “Hi, I’m Agent Barton.” A voice said. I looked over to see a rather buff man with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a tight black top and a pair of dark jeans. “Connor? Come with me.” He told me. “I guess it’s time.” I sighed. “You’ll be fine.” Peter assured me. I was wearing the spare change of clothes Shield had given me, which was a black t-shirt with a small print of the logo on my chest and a pair of grey sweatpants. “What was your name, again?” I asked when we got in the elevator. “Clint Barton. Codename: Hawkeye.” He answered. “Oh… Peter told me about you, I think… You shoot arrows, right?” I remembered. “I’m taking you to see a very high member of SHIELD. Do as you’re asked and answer everything honestly. We’ll also be scanning you to make sure the blast from Loki’s staff hadn’t affected you.” Barton continued, ignoring my question. “Oh… Okay.” I nodded. He took me onto another floor and we walked down this corridor past a large glass window that looked out on a courtyard. We came down into a room and Barton had to scan his hand to go inside. Inside there were a people behind desks with computers and in front of them was this circular glass cased room which had this platform inside it, “Hello, Connor, is it?” A lady asked me, with dark brown hair and a sweet smile. “Yeah.” “If you wouldn’t mind taking off your shirt and pants, it will make the scanning more accurate.” She told me. “Oh. Right, okay…” I said. I reluctantly took off my clothes, blushing as I noticed other agents glancing over at me, including Barton. I stood on the platform and felt so on display as people looked at me through the glass. “Raise your arms, please. Above your head.” The lady told me. I sighed and raised them. Then suddenly, a bright green light began rotating on the glass around me, scanning me all over. Then, after about 30 more seconds it was done. “We should have your results after the interview.” She told me. Soon, Barton dropped me off in a room. It was almost completely empty, except for a desk with a chair on both sides. There was also a laptop on it and a camera recording everything in the corner of the room. I sat down at the table and waited for a while until finally an agent walked inside. He had short black hair and looked rather buff. “Good morning, Mr Colins, I’m Agent Miller. Are you ready to answer some questions?” He asked, sitting down opposite me, placing a folder onto the closed laptop. “I guess.” “So your full name is Connor Stanley Colins, correct?” He asked. “Yep.” “16 years old?” “Yep.” “Where are you studying?” “Urr Midtown Highschool.” “Mother and Father’s names?” “Jessica and Mark.” “Have you lived in New York your whole life?” “I think I moved there when I was like 5? I think we originally lived in Jersey. I don’t remember any of it, though.” I answered. “What’s your relationship with Parker?” Miller asked. “Well… Umm… As of yesterday I think we’re dating.” I half laughed. “How did you find out about his other life?” “Well he had to use his abilities to save me from a robbery in a shop. I could’ve died.” I answered. “And Mr Stark?” “What about him?” “How do you know him?” “Oh… Through Peter, again. Peter, or Spiderman, kinda got involved in this big robot fight with Tony and I tried to help. Since then Tony’s kinda been a friend.” I explained, deciding to leave out the part where Tony would fuck me and Peter every week. “Do you have any idea as to why Hydra would want you?” Mr Miller asked. “Well apparently they wanted me as bait for Tony. But of course, Cap turned up instead.” I told him. “Cap?” “Cap-Captain America.” I blushed. “So after that Thor came?” He continued. I explained the whole fight with Loki and how I was able to use the staff. “So that’s about when you guys pick-“ BOOM! A loud explosion sounded from outside. “ALL FIELD AGENTS TO THE NORTH SIDE OF THE BASE IMMEDIATELY!” A voice said on an overhead speaker system. “Come with me.” The agent said, standing up and taking my arm and bringing me out of the room. “What the hell is happening?” I asked the agent as he dragged me down a corridor as red lights were flashing. “Sounds like there’s been an intrusion. We’re gonna have to leave through the East exit. Don’t worry, you’re safe with-“ SQUELCH! “AAAAAAAAARRRRRGHHHH!” I looked to see an arrow had gone straight through his leg, sending him falling to the floor. I span round to see Hawkeye standing there. He was wearing a dark purple leather vest, with his bare arms holding a purple bow and arrow. Then he also wore these almost black, dark purple trousers. “What the fuck?!” I yelled, horrified at the man who was writhing on the floor. “He’s Hydra.” He told me, coming over to me. “What?!” “Hydra are storming the base. They’re looking for you. He’s been hiding in plain sight all this time, waiting. ” Hawkeye informed me. “ME?! Why ME?!” “Unfortunately we didn’t discuss it with them over tea so I don’t know. Come with me.” Barton snapped, taking my arm and bringing me back where I had come from. “How do I know you’re not Hydra?” I questioned. “Ask your boyfriend, I just saved his damn life.” Hawkeye rolled his eyes before bringing me to a double back staircase. However as we started coming down, two men came round with guns and aimed them straight at Clint. “Give us the boy!” One of them yelled. “Sorry fellas, not today.” Barton growled before drawing his arrow and shooting it straight at the floor between the two Hydras. “You missed.” The second one scoffed. “Oh, did I?” Hawkeye said before the arrow shot two more arrows from its end, going straight into each man’s neck, instantly killing them. “Holy fuck!” I gasped but Hawkeye grabbed my arm and continued bringing me down the stairs. “Was that really necessary?” “It was us or him.” “Bullshit! If Spiderman can stop robot fights and huge fucking rhino men without killing people, so can you.” “Last I checked, we don’t have accelerated healing factors.” Hawkeye argued as we reached the bottom floor. I decided to shut up and let him bring me to a back exit which wasn’t swarming with Hydra agents, though he did have to shoot a couple on the way. We finally came out into a landing strip and I realised we were going to this small but chunky plane. We both ran towards it and I saw on the ramp leading onto it was Peter, in the Spidey suit, taking the mask off. “Oh thank God!” He blurted out when I ran up the ramp, straight into his arms. “Are you okay? You’re not hurt are you? Is that blood?!” Peter said, spotting a bit on my trouser leg. “I think that’s from the guy he shot.” I told him. “Don’t give him shit, he saved you, as far as I'm aware, he’s the most important person ever at the moment.” Peter said before hugging me again. We suddenly heard another loud explosion, followed by an ominous roar. “Sounds like the Hulk has escaped again.” Barton said, getting into the pilot seat. “We were sleeping under the same roof as the fucking HULK?!” I blurted out, horrified, looking at Peter. “Urrr… Maybe?” He half laughed. “So what exactly is happening? Where are we going?” I asked Hawkeye. The plane was pretty small, there was a back bit with a few seats to the side and a bit of storage above them. Then there was nothing really separating the pilot in the cockpit, other than a small step. There were two seats facing the large window, with all the controls. “Hydra wants you and we have no idea why.” Barton told me. “But… If they wanted me why did they use me as bait?” I asked, confused. “Maybe they wanted you to be taken to the SHIELD base.” Peter pointed out. “Why would they want me there? What difference would it make?” I frowned. “There was something they wanted to do in the SHIELD base that they wouldn’t be able to do at their own…” Barton said. “Like what?” I frowned. “The scan. Shit… They wanted to scan you.” Hawkeye realised. “Why would they want to scan me so badly?” I asked. “I… I don’t know.” He said. “Oh, Connor.” Peter said, giving me a hug. “I’m so sorry I dragged you into this world.” “I told you, I don’t give a shit. You’re worth it.” I promised him, holding him close. “Where are we going?” Peter asked. “I don’t know yet. We’re gonna wait in the air till we hear from base. See who’s left.” Barton said, sounding rather saddened. “C’mon.” Peter said, taking me over to one of the seats and sitting down next to me. “Are you okay? Like… Really, are you okay?” He asked me. “A bit freaked out. I saw a lot of people die…” I admitted. “Poor thing.” Peter said, putting an arm around me, then kissing my head. “I’ve got you now. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you out of my sight now.” “I missed you.” I said, looking up into his eyes. He leaned in and kissed me, passionately, Our kiss quickly turned into heated making out. It had been quite a while since we had done anything together, we both clearly missed it. My hands ran up and down his body, feeling it through the red and blue spandex he had on. As it got more and more intimate, Peter gradually moved from the seat next to me and onto my lap, straddling me. His tongue explored inside my mouth as my hands were firmly placed on both his ass cheeks. “Wow, you two don’t waste time.” Barton said. Peter and I jumped and looked over to him, as he stood leaning against the wall of the plane, just watching us. “Ah shit…” Peter said, hopping off me and standing on his feet. However the spandex made his hardon really obvious. “Hey, you don’t have to stop because of me.” Barton smirked. “What?” I said. “It’s pretty hot…” Barton admitted, stepping closer. “Who’s flying the plane?” I suddenly realised. “It’s Stark tech. It’s on autopilot.” Barton assured me. “But please… Don’t stop.” He said, groping his crotch. “You… You wanna join?” Peter asked with a smirk. “I think I do.” Barton smirked back. Peter suddenly shot a rope of web at Barton’s chest. “Well come on, then.” Spider Man said, tugging him closer. Then I watched as the two smashed their lips together. Barton hungrily attacked my boyfriend’s lips as their hands explored each other’s bodies. Then he broke off of Peter and kissed me instead. As Clint’s tongue pushed through my lips, Peter took the zip on his purple leather vest and dragged it downwards. Soon, it fell to the plane floor. I broke off so I could see his ripped, chiseled body. “Wow…” I muttered as Peter and I both ran a hand down his body. “Get out of that suit.” Barton instructed Peter. He deflated the suit and let it fall off his body, down to the floor, leaving him in just a pair of black briefs. “Fuuuckkkk… No wonder Stark hired you so fast.” Barton muttered, feeling my boyfriend’s abs. “Get out of your clothes.” He then instructed me. So, I took my Shield t-shirt and pulled it over my head, then let my grey sweatpants drop to my ankles, leaving me in a pair of white boxers I had also borrowed. “Holy shit…” He whispered, running a hand down my bare back and then onto my ass. Peter unbuckled Hawkeye’s belt and then soon pushed the pants straight down his legs, leaving him in a pair of lavender coloured briefs. A very clear hardon was showing in his briefs as well. Suddenly, Barton pushed me back onto the chair behind me. Then he pushed his briefs down and took out his thick 8 inch cock. It pointed right at me. “Wow…” I muttered. “Get yours out.” Barton instructed Peter. So, my boyfriend pulled down his briefs and let his cock out, too, also pointing straight at me. “Get busy, Connor.” I was commanded. I knew what they wanted me to do. I leaned my head over and opened my lips, then the archer’s cock into my mouth. “Mmmmmm yeaaaaah…” Barton groaned as I swallowed it more and more, inch by inch. I moved my head back and forth as I deepthroated the cock, managing to not gag too much on the shaft. It was refreshing to not have an absolute monster cock, like Captain America and Thor’s. Then, I switched to Peter’s and took his straight into my mouth and began hungrily bobbing my head up and down on that, too. “Awwwwh, yeah, Connor… Mmmm, I missed this…” Peter purred. “Mmmm I bet you did.” Barton said before hungrily kissing him. As I sucked on Peter’s shaft, I was stroking Clint’s, pleasuring the two heroes in front of me. I kept switching between the two cocks, licking, sucking, slurping and flicking my tongue, making them moan into each others’ mouths to the best of my ability. “Fuck that feels so good…” Peter groaned. “Let’s get these off…” Barton said before reaching down to my boxers and pulled them off my legs, leaving all three of us naked. “I wanna watch you eat your boyfriend out.” Barton told Peter. “Yes sir.” Peter smirked before getting on his knees in front of me. He held my legs up into the air and exposed my ass. “Oh, yeah, do it, Peter…” I muttered. His face soon buried itself in between the cheeks and began hungrily eating me out. “Ohhh fuckkkk… Yeaaaah…” I groaned, feeling his warm wet tongue inside me. “Shit, you two are hot…” Barton muttered, standing and stroking his cock as he watched us. I couldn’t help but stare at his gorgeous body, his nice pecs and defined abs. I stroked my own cock too as I felt Peter’s tongue inside me, making me moan in the flying plane. “Yeah, eat him out… Get him nice and ready for us to take turns on him.” Barton smirked. I could hear Peter’s mouth eating me out, like a hungry animal, making me moan and whimper. “Alright, I think you’re done. Gimme that ass.” Barton growled before literally pulled Peter away from me. “Oh, yeah, fuck me…” I muttered as he placed my feet onto his shoulders. I looked up at his sexy body as he aimed his cock between my cheeks. “Spit on it for me.” Barton instructed Peter. My boyfriend leaned over and I watched as he drooled on Hawkeye’s arrow. Barton rubbed it into his shaft as lube before pushing into me. “Ohhhh fuckkkk…” I groaned, feeling him go deeper and deeper into me. “Shit, he’s tight.” Barton said, filling me up. “I know, he’s amazing.” Peter smirked as Clint began thrusting back and forth. “Oh fuck, that feels good…” I moaned, feeling him move in and out of me. “C’mon, Peter, do something Spider-freaky.” Barton growled. “I can do that.” Peter smirked. He jumped up and did a flip, landing his feet onto the ceiling of the plane. He stood upside down, above and beside the old man, but because the jet’s ceiling is so low, his cock was directly in line with Clint’s face. “Fuck yes, that’s what I’m talking about.” Clint said before angling his head to the left and taking the cock into his mouth. “Oh yeaaaah…” Peter moaned as I watched Barton deepthroat him. I couldn’t believe what was happening! I was getting fucked by Hawkeye as he sucked off my boyfriend: Spiderman! How the fuck did I get this lucky?! Barton’s hips continued going back and forth and I couldn’t help but stare at his muscles as they flexed and tensed. I’d also look up to see my other hero who stood upside down with his hot bubble butt and set of abs. “Oh God, yeah, fuck me!” I was moaning as the plane flew through the skies on its own. “Yeah, Connor, that looks so hot..” Peter muttered, whilst groping Barton’s chest. “Fuck, you two are amazing… Holy fuck…” Barton muttered, taking a break from Peter’s cock and focusing on ploughing into me. “Yeah fuck him, Clint… Harder.” Peter told him, urging the agent to thrust into me even more aggressively, slapping his balls hard against my ass. “Fuck, he feels so fucking good… Oh fuck yeah…” Barton grunted as we both got sweatier and sweatier in the plane. “Shit, I’m gonna cum…” “Do it! Cum inside him!” Peter encouraged him, before dropping down to the floor, landing on his feet, stroking his cock as he watched. “Do it! He loves it when you breed his tight ass.” Peter continued. “Argh fuck! Holy shit! Mmmm fuck…” Barton grunted, thrusting deep inside me, letting me feel his cock twitch and flood my hole. “Fuck yessss… Mm fuck…” I groaned. Soon, Barton pulled out and my legs relaxed, falling back down to the floor. “Fuck that was good.” Barton breathed before sitting down on another chair. “Alright, my turn.” Peter said, taking my legs and making me wrap them around his waist. “Ready, baby?” He smiled, aiming his cock. “Fuck yes.” I nodded. Peter pushed it into me, filling me up again, feeling Clint’s cum against his shaft. “Fuuuuuckkkkk… I missed your tight ass…” Peter muttered, starting to thrust back and forth. “Fuck yeah, baby… It feels so good…” I moaned, watching his hot body. “Yeah, take it, Connor. Fuck, I love you two sluts.” Barton said, watching me get fucked by the Spiderman. “Oh fuck, your cum feels so good…” Peter grunted as I heard his balls slap against my ass over the sounds of the plane’s engines. “Yeah, I bet it does… Breed him more…” Clint told him. “Yeah, I know you want that, don’t you, Connor?” Peter smirked. “Fuck yes! Cum inside me… I wanna cum together…” I whimpered. Peter leaned in and kissed me, whilst taking my cock in his hand and stroking me off. We hungrily made out, pressing our sweaty foreheads together as we kissed. It was the first time we had had sex since we declared our love, so already it felt so much more heated, intimate and passionate - even if Hawkeye was sat down beside us making dirty comments. I could feel my climax quickly approaching. “Mmph- Urgh, fuck! Peter, I’m gonna cum...” I whimpered, breaking off. “Me too, babe… Cum for me… Cum with me!” Peter muttered. Soon, we both moaned out in pure ecstasy as I began shooting load after load all over myself, as Peter flooded my ass even more. When he was finished, Peter collapsed on the seat next to me, so I was sitting between the two heroes. We both panted away, catching our breaths. “Shit, that was intense…” I muttered. “You two were amazing.” Barton said before scooping my cum on my body and tasting it on his fingers. “You too.” I said. “I should urr… Probably land this thing.” Hawkeye admitted, standing up. “Where?” Peter asked. “There’s a hideout you two can stay in for a bit. I need to go back and help out at the SHIELD base.” Barton explained. “Thank you for helping us out.” Peter said. “Thank you for helping me out.” Barton winked before going over to the cockpit. Peter looked over at me and quietly chuckled. “You okay?” He asked. “I feel pregnant.” I scoffed, making him laugh and kiss me.
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