Peter’s birthday was coming up soon and he wanted to do something fun for it. Turning 25 was a milestone, so what could he do to make it a memorable event?
“Wade, what are you doing on Friday?” He leans against his boyfriend.
“Probably hanging out with my baby boy.” He smirks and drapes his arm around Peter’s shoulder.
“You know it’s my birthday, right?”
“Oh shit, it’s this Friday?”
“Yeah. You forgot didn’t you.” He pouts.
“I’m sorry babe, what did you want to do for it?”
He ponders for a moment, he still didn’t have much of an idea.
“I want to be with you, that’s for sure. But I don’t know what to do.”
“I’m sure we can think of something. What kind of presents do you want?”
Peter had a thought and he smirks, wondering if he could actually get it.
“What you thinking about petey?”
“Nothing.” He said quickly. Then stands up and goes into the kitchen for something to drink.
Wade absentmindedly follows him, wandering around the room in a zigzag.
“So, what do you want for your birthday?” He stands behind peter, chin resting on his shoulder.
“You. And cake, lots of yummy food.”
“I can provide all that. Anything else?” His hands snake around Peter’s waist, but he steps forward and spins to look up at him.
“I’ll let you know if I think of anything.” He kissed his cheek and heads for the door.
“Hold on a minute.” Wade grabs his wrist and pulls him back, pinning him against the wall.
Lips collide together passionately, a small moan escapes from Peter.
“Why you leaving so soon?”
“I have work.”
“Do you have to work?” He leans close to Peter’s neck, ghosting his lips over sensitive skin.
“Y-yes, unfortunately I do.” Peter suppressed a moan, and pushed him away.
“Okay, I have to find you a present and gets things ready. I’ll see you Friday.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“I love you too, baby boy.”
Friday was right around the corner before he knew it. Peter woke up to birthday wishes from his aunt, friends, and wade.
He went out for breakfast with aunt May, she took him to IHOP.
“Good morning, what can I get you?”
“The birthday pancakes please.” He smiles softly.
“Is today your birthday?” The waitress asked.
“Yeah, I’m 25 today.”
“Can I see some ID?” She needed to make sure he wasn’t lying for a free meal, since the birthday pancakes are on the house if it’s actually your birthday.
He hands her his drivers license, August 10th, she looks at the calendar on the wall, they matched.
“Happy birthday. And what will you be having?” She looks to May.
“I’ll have the Belgian waffle, with white toast and sausage links.”
“Okay, I’ll be right back with that.”
After breakfast, peter stopped by his friends houses, Ned gave him the newest final fantasy game, and Harry gave him oscorp technology that he could experiment with.
He was finally making his way to Wade’s house, saving the best for last.
He walked in to balloons, streamers, and a confetti popper in his face.
“Happy birthday Peter.”
“Wow, I wasn’t expecting this.” He smiles brightly and dusted the confetti off himself and looks around.
“You like it?”
“It’s so cheesy and cute, and it’s you, I love it.”
Wade scoops him up and spins around. They kiss softly as Peter’s feet touch the ground.
He sees all the delicious food on the table, and a few presents on the floor.
“This looks amazing.” His stomach growls, forever hungry.
“Let’s eat then you can open your presents.”
Peter mumbles under his breath as he sits down.
“What was that?”
“Nothing, just hungry.” He smiles innocently.
They didn’t talk much while eating, but Wade would tap Peter’s foot with his own, or lick the spoon in a suggestive manner. The simple gestures made peter blush and Wade continued to do it.
“So, Peter. Do you want to open your presents or me?”
“What?” Peter blinked rapidly.
“Do you want to open your presents, or me?”
Peter opened his mouth then closed it, not knowing what to say.
“Did you think you were the only one with really good hearing?” Wade walks around the table and leans down to Peter’s ear, “if you want to open me up like a birthday present, then do it. Birthday boy.”
Peter’s face was bright red, he never thought this day would come.
“Really? I can top you for once?”
“It doesn’t have to be once, baby boy I’ve wanted your cock inside me for a long time, I just thought you were only a bottom.”
“I mean, I kinda am, but I’ve always wanted to try at least once.”
“Then let’s do it. I’m so excited.” Before Wade could do anything else, Peter was picking him up, bridal style and taking him to the room.
“My super strong spidey, spin me in your web and ravish me.”
“You’re such a dork.” He throws him on the bed.
“But you love me.” He laughs.
“I do. Now shut up.” Peter kissed him passionately, tongues trying to dominate each other. Peter pressed him into the bed, slightly grabbing his neck. Wade’s hand covers Peter’s, making him squeeze up more.
A moan manages to escape from Wade as pleasure started to flow through him.
Peter pulls away from the kiss, he wipes saliva from his lips.
“You like being choked?”
“Fuck yeah, just like this.” He guides Peter’s hand back to his throat. “Right here, and squeeze.” Peter followed his command and Wade twitched with pleasure.
“Do whatever you want to me, birthday boy.”
“Wade, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“Oh god that’s so hot.”
Clothes fall as hands and mouths roam each other’s bodies.
Peter was about to go down on Wade, but he stopped him when an idea popped in his head.
“Peter, face fuck me.”
“What?”
Wade sits up against the head board and smiles seductively, “your dick my mouth, face fuck me.”
Peter stands awkwardly for a moment, the bed making him sway.
Wade holds his hips and deep throats him, his knees almost gave out from the pleasure. He holds the wall and once he got over the initial shock of ecstasy, peter was slowly thrusting into his mouth.
Wade held his mouth wide open and tongue hanging out. Peter looks down at him and watched him, his eyes water slightly and saliva drips from his tongue.
“Oh my god, Wade.” He pulls away letting him breathe properly.
“Why you stop?”
“You looked in pain.”
“Doesn’t mean I didn’t like it.”
“Okay masochist, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Okay, but you’ll rail me until I can’t walk?”
“Yes.” His eyes slant in a dominant glare and Wade shivers with excitement and lays down on his knees.
“Give it to me, big boy.”
Peter chuckled, but got serious quickly. He kissed down Wade’s back, he twitched and shivered.
“You sensitive?”
“Only for you, baby boy.”
Peter continued to kiss and bite his back, hands reach down and touch something cold and metal.
“What is that?”
“It’s my plug, you can take it out.”
“Do you always have it in?”
“Most of the time yeah. I’m always ready for the opportunity of you giving it to me.”
“Wow, that’s really hot.” He slowly pulls it out and Wade whines from the loss of pleasure, but gasped softly as Peter’s fingers slide in.
“Oh yeah. Finger me harder.”
“You dirty talk more when you’re being submissive.” Peter smirks and moves his fingers in a circle.
“Fuck yeah, it feels so good. I want your cock, peter.”
He seats himself behind Wade, teasing the tip at his hole.
Peter slaps his ass and enjoyed the way it jiggled, and his breathy moan.
“Peter, please.”
With that he pressed in, both moaning with pleasure.
“Wow, you’re so tight.”
“You feel so fucking good.” Wade arched his back and lays on his arms. Peter holds his hips as he thrusts deep.
Wade moans loudly not even trying to hold back, peter was amused he could be so vocal.
“Oh yeah, right there. Harder.”
Peter digs his nails into the skin of Wade’s hips as he pumps into him harder.
“Holy shit, Wade, you’re squeezing me.”
“Because I want to feel you.”
Peter pulls out and flips Wade on his back, and pins his arms down with webs.
“Now you’re getting kinky.” Wade smirks.
“Shut up.” He leans into him and they kiss, tongues twisting together.
Peter pumps slowly as the kiss continued, small
moans escaped between them.
Once he pulled away he lifts Wade’s legs and drills into him.
“Oh fuck, ahh, ahh.” Wade was seeing stars now, Peter was hitting the spot and Wade knew he wasn’t lasting much longer.
“Peter, I’m sooo, ah close.”
“Yeah? Me too.” He drops his legs and leans into him, chest to chest, peter moved his hips at an angle that had Wade gripping for anything his tied up hands could grab.
“Peter, ah, ahh, ahh.” Stomachs were painted white, peter was filling him seconds later.
“Stop, ah, squeezing me.”
“Can’t help it, that was amazing.” He rips from the webbing and grabs Peter’s face, kissing him softly.
Peter finally pulls out, making a mess on the bed.
“Wow, you turned me into a cream pie.”
“Wade.” He rolls his eyes.
“What? You had your cake, you want pie too?”
“That’s not how the saying goes.”
“Who cares, come here.”
Wade engulfs him in a hug and lays down with him. Peter could feel a small shake from Wade, it was his legs.
“How are you feeling?”
“Oh I’m buzzing, fucking cloud nine. You?”
“I feel amazing, this was the best birthday ever.”
“You can do it anytime, not just your birthday.”
“I’ll remember that.” He kissed Wade’s chest and buried his face in it. “I love you.”
“I love you too, and happy birthday.”
Someone made a comment about Peter never giving it to Wade, well I hope you like this.
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