Featuring:When Milo discovers Peter's secret identity, they end up making love in his bed. “You will all be working together on these science projects. I will remind you, you must create something that will demonstrate gravity.” The teacher told us during the end of our science class. I was sat next to Peter Parker, my best friend. He was really cute, to say the least. I had had a crush on him for about a year now and everytime I tried to shake it off, he'd smile and draw me back in. But not only was he cute, he was just the kindest, most gentle, intelligent, caring and heartfelt person I have ever met. When my Mum fell in love with an American and we moved to New York. Then after a month I was almost gunned down in a shooting. Thankfully Spiderman saved me. Spiderman! As traumatic as the experience was, I was so thankful for him. I had looked up to him ever since, despite what the cops think. Since then, I never thought I'd feel at home… That was until I met Peter. It was impossible not to be in love with him. “Milo, you wanna work with me?” Peter asked me, pulling me out of my thoughts. “What?” I asked before realising everybody was packing their things and leaving. “Did you really not pay attention to anything?” He chuckled. “Well, thankfully I'm working with you, so I didn't need to.” I smirked, cheekily, getting out of my chair with him. “Yeah, lucky me, haha. Okay well if you wanna meet me at… Say 5? 5:30? You can stay the night.” Peter suggested. “Sure, sounds good. Need me to bring anything?” I asked. “Urrr… Nah, don't think so.” So, that evening, I quickly went home to dump my bag and grab sleepover supplies, before catching a bus going towards Peter’s house in the suburbs. I had also put on a blue v-neck and my sexiest jeans - in the mere hope Peter would suddenly confess his love for me because he can see my ass a little better. I wasn't even sure if he was gay - I never had the balls to ask given I wasn't even out myself. The bus arrived and I hopped off before going towards Peter’s modest house. I rang the bell and soon, Peter’s Aunt May answered the door.
“Oh hey sweetie!” She smiled. She was really pretty, with long dark hair, glasses and a slim figure. “Hiya. Not too early, am I?” I asked, noticing it had only JUST hit 5. “No, no, never too early for you.” May said, letting me in. She was so kind, I absolutely adored her. I even asked Peter to get her to adopt me once. “He's just upstairs, probably getting organised. Y'know what he's like.” May chuckled. So, I went up the steps and opened his bedroom door. Peter sure was doing exactly that. He was at his desk, looking as though he had already begun a mind map. “Hey Milo.” Peter smiled. He was wearing a red and white chequered button down shirt with a pair of brown pants. “Heyyy. Already busy?” I chuckled. “Yeah. In case you weren't paying attention, which I know you weren't, this is due in, in 3 days. So we gotta hustle.” Peter reasoned. “Can't we just drop an egg off the roof and call it a day?” I scoffed, sitting on the edge of his bed. Although Peter’s mind may seem very methodical and organised - his room was a mess. For him, he knew where everything was but anyone else would believe that was bullshit. “No! That's boring. C’mon, I've got some ideas. I thought maybe we could try and demonstrate centrifugal force. Y’know? Maybe we could get a bucket of something fun, like soap-” “When has soap ever been fun?” I chuckled. “Well whatever, and we could try and use a contraption to spin it around really fast so that it doesn't actually fall out of the bucket when we turn it over.” Peter continued, excitedly. It was so cute to watch him get all excited about something as simple as a bucket. “Ahaha, a contraption? Peter, I can barely build Lego, as it is.” I laughed. “Don't worry, I'm pretty good with that sorta stuff.” Peter assured me before turning back around and sketching stuff out. “So… Whatcha want me to do?” I asked, feeling a bit useless. “I want you to write the report that has to go with it.” Peter answered with a smirk. “Oh, fucking A. You gave me the boring ass job, then?” I laughed, though pissed. “Well, since you're so good at paying attention in class, I thought it would be a piece of cake.” Peter shrugged. “You're a little shit, sometimes, y’know that?” I rolled my eyes, going over to his desk to get a pen. “Backatcha.” Peter laughed. Our friendship was this conversation in a nutshell: Lovingly teasing each other. “Shit, do you have a sharpener?” I asked Peter after about 40 minutes of us trying to work together. We had been given dinner by Aunt May - a delicious pizza from Postmates. “Yeah, it's in my bag, in the wardrobe, I'll get it in just a moment.” Peter told me. “That's alright I can get it.” I told him, going over to it. “What? Wait no!” Peter blurted out. But it was too late. I opened the wardrobe and I saw, dangling out of a drawer, was a red sleeve. It looked like it had… A web decoration going over it. “Seriously, Milo, stop looking at whatever it is you're looking at.” Peter tried but I was already pulling out the long item of clothing which looked like it had been forcefully shoved into the drawer. “P-Peter?” I stammered, pulling out a perfect replica of the Spiderman costume… But I knew in my heart, it wasn't a replica. “It's just my… Halloween costume?” Peter blatantly lied. “Pyjamas! They're my pyjamas.” “Y-You're… You're…” I muttered before Peter snatched the costume from my hands and put it back into his wardrobe and closed it. “No, I'm not. Milo, I'm not. Forget it.” Peter told me. “You saved me.” I whispered, eyes beginning to fill with tears. I wasn't even sure if they were happy or sad tears - I just felt weirdly emotional. My best friend- My crush was Spiderman! And he saved me from being murdered. “What?” Peter frowned. “March 12th. Last year. The shooting in Brooklyn- You… You saved me when a man pointed a gun… Right here.” I whispered, before pointing to my forehead. Peter remembered - I could tell. “I thought I was dead… And you… You saved me.” I continued. “Of course I did. How could I ever let anyone hurt you?” Peter shuddered before suddenly pulling me into a hug. We both cried and broke down in each other’s arms, holding each other close. “I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry I never told you- I just… Didn't want you to get hurt… It's been so hard, Milo… It's so hard...” Peter whispered through sniffles. “Who else knows?” I asked. “N-Nobody…” “Oh my God, Peter, you've been doing this all on your own?” I gasped and he just nodded into my shoulder. “Well never again. Okay? I'm no sidekick but I'm here for you, okay? I'll always be here for you, I love you.” I promised. Peter’s crying stopped for a moment and he pulled his head back to look at me - our faces were wet in tears. “W-What?” Peter stammered. I suddenly realised what I said and I felt like I could be sick. “I… Nothing…” I blushed. “You love me?” Peter said, almost cracking a smile. “M-Maybe…” I admitted. “Do you know how long I've been waiting to hear those words?” Peter said before leaning in and kissing me. It felt like my brain had completely fried. So not only did my biggest crush of all time like me back… But he was Spiderman?!! The kiss was very soggy and salty from the tears - but it felt like a million fireworks were going off in my heart. Like I had just discovered the true definition of magic as it coursed through my veins. It was not only my first kiss with Peter, but it was my first kiss entirely. Soon, Peter broke off. We both rubbed our eyes, with a quiet and awkward laugh. “I don't know where to begin…” I admitted. “Me neither.” Peter chuckled. “First off… Thank you for saving me.” I began. “I'll always save you.” Peter promised me, sending goosebumps straight through me. “S-Second… Spiderman…” “It was a radioactive spider from this school trip we went on before you arrived. We went to this lab and I… I accidentally wondered off. This thing bit me in their genetics lab and it made me super buff and sticky fingers.” Peter explained. “And that… Web stuff?” I asked. “No, I um… I actually make that myself.” Peter told me before getting a key and unlocking a drawer in his desk. He pulled it open and inside was an entire chemistry kit inside - looking as though it came from our school. “You're sneaky.” I smirked. “I had to. Being strong and sticky wasn't enough. Ever since my Uncle died, I… I felt like I had to do something so shit like that never happens again.” Peter told me. “I'm so sorry, Peter… But you're making him so proud.” I said giving him another hug. “Well… Now thirdly… You loooooove me.” Peter said, trying to change the subject, by mocking me as usual. “Ahahaha, shut up! You love me too, apparently.” I laughed, coming off him. “I do.” Peter nodded, sending another chill up my spine. “Do you remember that day when you first sat down next to me in Science… And we were both just as shy as each other. That was until you spilled an entire vial of chlorine down my pants and we laughed for like half an hour straight. That's when I knew you were special.” Peter smiled, happily. “Okay, but to be fair you put it in that precarious position to begin with.” I said, blushing. “See? Adorable.” Peter chuckled before cupping my face and pulling me into another kiss. This time, it felt more real. Like… I didn't need to be distracted, I could just focus on our lips as they began dancing together. My arms wrapped around his waist as we passionately kissed each other, finally. Finally! “Wanna ruin our friendship even more?” Peter whispered, breaking off with a smirk. “Wouldn't have anything to do with us being horny teenagers, would it?” I guessed. “Just a smidge.” Peter said, amused. “We weren't that close anyway.” I joked before we crashed our lips together again. Our mouths passionately played together, doing their best to do what the pornstars did on the internet, due to us both not really having much experience. But even if we weren't that skilled, it still felt so incredibly magical and beautiful. He began pulling at my shirt and so I broke off, to let him bring it over my head. “I can't believe we’re doing this…” Peter whispered, looking at my body. “You still wanna do it, right?” I asked, making sure. “Oh God yeah.” Peter nodded before gripping his shirt and easily ripping the buttons off in one swift motion, making them clatter on the floor as he took it off. “Holy shit!” I gasped. His beautiful, sexy, skinny yet muscular body was revealed. He looked stunning. “C’mere, baby.” Peter muttered before pulling me into another kiss. Our hands ran all over each other’s bodies - something we had wanted to do for ages. I had seen him take his shirt a few times when sleeping over when we had to get dressed or even in the locker rooms before gym class. But now I could finally touch. Touch without any shame. Suddenly, I was pushed onto Peter’s twin bed, falling back into it thanks to my best friend’s super strength. “I'm so glad this is happening…” Peter said as I watched him unbutton his pants. I began doing the same. “Me too. I've fantasised about doing this with both you and Spiderman. Now I'm getting both.” I scoffed as we both removed our trousers, leaving us in just boxer briefs. “Ahaha, you're so cute.” Peter chuckled before getting on top of me, on his bed. My arms immediately wrapped around his waist as our lips connected again. Then suddenly, a thought popped into my head and I broke off again. “What about your Aunt May?” I whispered. “She never comes into our room. Besides, she’s been wanting this to happen for ages - if anything she’ll throw confetti onto our naked butts.” Peter scoffed before kissing me again. We passionately made out as Peter’s crotch was grinding into me. My hands found themselves gripping Peter’s round, fat ass which I'd often stare at when he was asleep or bending over. “W-Will you fuck me, Milo?” Peter asked, breaking off my lips. “Only if you want me to.” I answered, hands still firmly placed on his mounds of flesh. “There's nobody I'd trust more.” Peter smiled before going back to kissing me. My hand found itself pushing under the waistband of Peter’s blue boxer briefs and feeling the bare skin. Meanwhile, Peter’s tongue was fully exploring my mouth as we both quietly moaned into each other’s mouths. Then, he began kissing his way down my body… Peter’s lips left a trail of wet kisses down my neck, past my chest, over my belly button and through my trail until reaching the waistband of my black boxer briefs. He pulled them down, letting my cock free. It stood hard and desperate for attention. “I'm so glad you're my first cock.” Peter sighed, taking the base of my shaft into his hand and giving it a stroke. “Just promise you'll only do what you feel comfortable wi-Oh fuck!” I gasped when Peter took the head of my cock into his mouth. “Whoaaa...” I muttered as I watched him take the entire cock into his mouth, encasing it in his warm, wet cavern. “Holy shit, Peter! H-How?” I blurted out. Peter chuckled before coming off it. “I think since the bite my gag reflex became pretty resilient. I haven't exactly had much chance to test that theory out until now.” Peter scoffed before swallowing the cock back up, deepthroating it instantly. “Shit, that feels so good..” I whimpered, watching him go up and down, up and down. My first blowjob and oh my God it felt amazing! I could tell he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing but it didn't matter. It still felt amazing. Feeling his tongue sloppily for you and down my cock as he gently hummed around it. “Oh yeah, Peter… You're so good…” I groaned, gripping his fluffy hair. “You taste so good, Milo.” Peter whispered before going down and taking my balls into his mouth. “Holy shit!” I gasped, feeling him gently suck on them - it felt fucking amazing. “Shit, Peter, stop, otherwise I'm gonna cum!” I blurted out, worried. He chuckled and came off my balls before beginning to kiss his way back up to me. “Sorry baby. Might've gotten a little carried away.” He whispered, seductively. “Don't ever be sorry for doing that ever again…” I said, making him laugh before kissing me. We passionately kissed on the bed, my hands running up and down his muscular back and occasionally grabbing his ass. Soon, I ended up rolling on top of my best friend and possibly new boyfriend(?!). My hard cock rubbed against his own, which was still hidden in his boxer briefs. Then, I decided to return the favour. I began kissing my way down Peter’s body, stopping at the pink, perky nipples. I encased them in my mouth, sucking on them and listening to his breathing get heavier. “Yeah, Milo… That’s hot...” Peter muttered, running his fingers through my hair. I ran my tongue over his defined abs like I've always wanted to do. I felt like I might've died and gone to heaven because this was too good to be true. I even came down to his barely visible trail and gave it a few kisses before pulling down his boxer briefs. Out came his long cock - bigger than I ever expected. He had to be maybe 7 and a half inches, which was just ridiculously unfair. “Is there anything about you which isn't perfect?” I sighed, staring at the beautiful rod of meat. “Oh shush, you.” Peter chuckled, blushing a bit before I took his cock into my mouth. I swallowed it, inch by inch, until I soon couldn't take anymore and gagged. “It's okay, baby, just take what you can… Don't worry about it.” Peter cooed, running a hand through my hair. “It feels really good.” He added as I began moving my head up and down on what I could. It was my first time sucking cock but I tried to replicate the pornstars I saw on the Internet. “Shit, Milo… That feels fucking good…” Peter groaned as I continued sucking him off, tasting the precum that was slowly leaking out. I continued going up and down, whilst I ran my hands up his chiselled body, feeling his abs beneath my palms. Then soon, I came off the cock.. “C-Can I taste your ass?” I asked, unsure how else to say it. “Oh, fuck yeah.” Peter said before bending his legs upwards and holding them up with his hands, exposing his tight, pink, virgin hole. I nervously spread his cheeks and gave it a long lick. Peter’s entire body shuddered. “Whoa…” He muttered. “You okay?” I asked. “Yeah… Yeah, go for it, Milo.” He told me. So, I gave it some more licks and Peter moaned quietly… I went deeper. My face was soon buried between his cheeks as I began eating him out, enjoying the delicious taste. “Wow, I never thought this would feel so good… Fuck, Milo! Go as deep as you can!” Peter blurted out. I tried my best. I buried my face as deep as it could go, slurping and sucking at his hairless hole. “Fuck, Milo, I need you… I want you inside me!” Peter gasped. “Really?” I muttered, taking my face out of his ass. “If that's… Okay with you?” Peter asked, clearly as nervous as me. “Y-Yeah.” I half laughed. “God, we’re so awkward.” Peter laughed. “Would we be teenage nerds if we weren't?” I chuckled going up his body and kissing him. We both smiled into the kiss as we made out, holding each other close as our naked bodies pressed together. Then suddenly, Peter pushed me so that he was on top of me, with so much ease that I actually broke off in surprise. “I forgot you were Spiderman for a moment, there.” I half laughed. “Ahaha ohhh, we should've been doing this so long ago.” Peter chuckled, kissing my neck. “No kidding… Shoulda fucked me when you saved me…” I scoffed. “Hey, I dont fuck on first saves. What kinda superhero do you think I am?” Peter joked. “My kind.” I smiled before bringing him into another kiss. We passionately made out for a few minutes, honestly for a moment I forgot we were gonna fuck. It was just so nice to be holding him in my arms - finally. It may not have been quite how I expected it to be, given the whole Spiderman thing, but somehow it was better than I had ever fantasised. It wasn't until Peter broke off my lips and leaned back a bit, so he was basically straddling my hips that I was pulled back out of my thought-heavy brain. His ass hovered over my cock and I helped to aim it as we both unconfidently tried to be confident. “Wait!” I blurted out. “Shouldn't we like… Get lube?” I asked. “I have fast healing powers. I should be okay.” Peter assured me. “Besides, do you wanna be the one to ask Aunt May if she has some laying around the house?” He asked. “Fair point.” I half laughed. “Well… At least lemme...” I said before spitting on my hand and rubbing it onto my cock. “I don't want you to get hurt, healing powers or not.” “You're fucking amazing.” Peter blushed. When I finished, Peter didn't waste anymore time. He slowly lowered himself down. I tried to remain as still as possible so I wouldn't accidentally hurt him. Feeling his tight, hot hole encase the head of my cock and gradually go down felt like a whole new sensation of pleasure. I couldn't remember anything ever feeling nearly as good as his ass sinking down my shaft. “This isn't painful…” Peter said, looking like he was still bracing for it. “What?” I muttered. “Isnt this supposed to hurt? Why isn't it hurting? It just… It feels fucking amazing!” Peter half laughed. “Is it… Is it something to do with the spider bite?” I asked. “I guess. Well… That's convenient.” Peter scoffed before starting to move his hips up and down. I rolled my head back and bit my bottom lip, in shock from the wave of ecstasy. “Peter, that feels fucking amazing!” I groaned. “Yeah? Good! Because you do too! Shit, you feel so big inside me, too! Fuck…” Peter moaned, going up and down. As if the amazing feeling wasn't enough, watching his muscular yet skinny body flex as it moved and shimmered in a light sheen of sweat, as well his his beautiful face create such wonderful expressions of pleasure was something I could treasure forever. “You're so hot, Peter!” I whimpered. “Mmmm Milo, I was thinking the same about you.” He said before leaning down so we could crash our lips together. We hungrily kissed and I began thrusting my own hips upwards, meeting Peter’s ass halfway while we moaned into each other’s mouths. My hands roamed all over his back muscles, as if I was trying to memorise exactly how it felt. The slapping of our skin filled the room - I wouldn't be too surprised if May could hear us from downstairs, especially as the bed was also knocking into the bed with every bounce Peter made. “Holy shit, Peter…” I muttered when he broke off, mostly so he could focus on his hips better. “Shit, Milo… I'm not gonna last much longer…” He whimpered, his hard cock leaking precum onto my stomach, practically creating a puddle. “I've been holding back for like… 5 minutes straight…” I half laughed. “Oh, you can cum inside me baby… We’re virgins, we’re not supposed to last long anyway.” Peter scoffed. “Cum with me, then… Yeah?” I breathed. “Fuck yeah, Milo…” Peter nodded. So, after a few more thrusts, my toes curled and I dug my fingers into the bed sheets. “Argh fuck, Peter! Oh my God!” I moaned as I felt the best orgasm I had ever experienced could, unloading deep inside my new boyfriend. “Oh fuck yeah, Milo! Mmmmmm fuck!” Peter moaned too, unloading a thick load of cum onto my body. He cummed a lot, actually. Maybe that was another gift from his spider? He painted my body white as he climaxed, before finally dismounting from my cock and collapsing onto the bed next to me. We both laid there, panting. I was covered in cum, he was shining in sweat. After a few moments of silence, we both looked at each other and broke out into a giggle. I wasn't even sure why, but we just did. “So much for planning our science project.” Peter chuckled. “You dropped on my dick. I'd say that was gravity oriented enough.” I scoffed, making him laugh. “Ahaha, sure. We’ll just get Ned to film it.” Peter joked, whilst cuddling up to me as we both chuckled. “So how long will it be too soon to ask you to ride me in that suit?” I asked, looking longingly at the wardrobe. “Ahahaha, I'm sure it won't be as long as you think.” Peter sniggered. “I like this.” I smiled. “Me too. You wanna keep us secret?” He asked. “Maybe from school, for now…” I blushed. “Of course, baby. I'm in no rush to come out. Want to tell May?” Peter asked. “Yeah, if she's been wanting this to happen for so long. She deserves to know.” I nodded. “Cool. She’ll be so happy.” Peter grinned. “So… You'll promise not to tell anyone about… About Spiderman?” Peter asked me, sounding genuinely serious. “Of course I won't. I really won't. I understand why you kept it secret and… and I'm not offended you never told me. It was to protect me. So now it's my turn to protect you.” I explained before pulling him into a tight hug, despite the cum now sticking to his body as well. “I love you so much.” Peter whispered, with a small shudder. “I love you too, Peter.” I said, giving his head a kiss. My life was going to be different from now on, but Peter was worth it. Peter was worth everything.
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