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He wouldn't be caught here. It was just the brink between late evening and early night when Nova wanted to test his luck on "crime" in this alleyway. It was stupid, a dare. But Nova loved stupid and never backed down from a dare.
Besides, graffiti could be quick, and the proof would be awesome.. as long as it didn't rain.
Nova took out his spray cans from his duffle bag. He hadn't really planned on what to draw or write. Maybe his icon? Maybe "Nova was here"? Why did all of these sound like a bad idea? His heart rushed at the thought of getting caught as he shook the big spray paint bottle.
All he managed was a small dot of a sprtttz before he heard a clatter of noise behind him. He jumped and stupidly shouted "WHO'S THERE?"
Silence followed. But he felt like someone was watching him. His quick heart beat was all he could hear.
When he turned back around to continue, a sudden movement of a full grown man dropped down infront of him.
"AHH-" his screaming muffled as the man shoved his hand over his mouth. He was terrified - and then he realised it was Spider-man - and he became only slightly annoyed.
He shoved Spider-mans hand off him, earning a delighted cackle from the dangling man, "you should have seen your face!"
"What are you doing here web-head?" Nova whispered angrily
"Well I'm a crime fighter," Spider-man said plainly, waiting for Sam to get the hint, "and you're doing a crime, idiot."
"Oh well.. so what? It's harmless," Nova shrugged as he continued, feeling somewhat less scared in the night now Spidey was here. The can made a satisfying noise as Nova wrote out the letters.
"Yeah, you're not getting away with that."
"What? It's true"
"You're spreading hate"
Sam looked on proudly, at the "SPIDER-MAN SUCKZ" graffiti.
"I think I'm spreading facts!" Nova smiled daringly
Spider-man shoved Novas face into the cold wet paint.
"I think, you have to be punished." The taller man huffed, dropping down into the alleyway, keeping his hold on the back of Sam's head.
"Sounds kinky" Sam winked, as Spider-man grabbed his wrists on one hand, twisting them in a harmless way behind his back to get Nova to drop the spray paint.
Nova felt his position Peter put him in was incredibly suggestive, and, that's why it's his fault he got a massive hard on.
"God are you really?! Sam!"
Sam moaned in his hold, trying to rock backwards into him
"C'mon Spidey. Punish me." He laughed. And maybe it was the laugh that did it, because suddenly Peter wasn't playing around anymore.
He held Novas hands up against the wall and webbed them in place. It was strong, holding him in place so he couldn't escape. Then Spidey undid Novas civilian clothes belt, pushing his pants down to drop on the ground. His cock was trapped against the grimey brick wall, and his ass was exposed for the open night sky.
Sam thought briefly how he'd been turned into a glorified glory hole.
Without warning Spidey slipped a gloved finger into Novas backside. It was wet with what must have been Peter's spit. Sam couldn't help the surprised whimper that slipped out of his mouth.
Sam was loud in bed, he knew that, but out in public it was dangerous. Anyone could peek down this alley and see Spidey fucking Sam's brains out. So Peter's solution was to rip off Novas shirt. And hey, it was a stretchy shirt, but it had no reason to tear that easily at Peters command. He ripped it up and wrapped a length of the fabric around Sam's mouth, fashioning a gag.
"You never could shut up if your life depended on it," Peter teased as he went back to ramming his finger deep into Nova.
Nova whined and whimpered against the fabric, he was cold, and his dick pulsed, leaking with precome, and his nipples hurt against the rough brick texture. He couldn't move besides from wiggling slightly, to no relief, he couldn't even speak. He really was just a fuck toy at this point.
He shivered as a second finger entered, scissoring at his insides. He felt things were moving far too fast. Spider-man rutted against him, letting him know how hard Sam was making him.
"God I wish I could just keep you up here forever, writhing wordlessly on my fingers." Spider-man said dreamily, before removing his fingers completely.
Sam hated feeling empty, and with how soundless Peter was moving he couldn't even know if he left. Leaving Nova trapped and hard and out in the open.
But then he came back, spit slicked dick prodding at his entrance.
"You're still too tight."
No YOURE too big, Nova screamed in his head. He was Spider-man, a literal mutated muscular man who never seemed to realise his length was not normal. He shuffled helplessly in frustration, as the only thing he could do.
Peter pushed forward anyway, pressing past his small entrance. It was so big, and warm and too much for him. He felt his insides squeezing involuntarily in attempt to stop the penetration, but Peter pressed further.
"Fuck. You feel so good," Peter praised above him.
Nova felt for too sensitive, it was an ache and pleasure all at once, overwhelming him in a way that made him want more. Tears threatened to spill at the corner of his eyes. Peter intruded slowly, pulling out and back in, wetly as his spit lubed the way, making Peter think he could go rougher.
Sam shook, his breathing had gone haywire and all his blood had rushed to his dick, he felt like his organs were getting rearranged just from the size of Peter alone. Spider-mans left hand wrapped around Sam's waist, pulling him backward onto Peter, while the right hand snaked up and grabbed at Sam's throat, lightly strangling the shorter man.
"So good- you feel so good on my cock" Peter breathed lowly into Sam's ear.
He rocked gently until he finally bottomed out, Sam screamed against his gag as Peter let out a loud guttural moan.
"Fuck, Sam. I can see my cock from your stomach."
Sam staggered a look down and he was right- a bump from within Sam was rising and falling the same time as Peter's slow thrusts. He quivered at the thought, Peter's cock so deep inside him, owning him, breeding into him.
"You're so perfect, such a good cock slut, so perfect just for me," Peter chanted, his voice was as heavy as his dick. He moved Sam's body to rock against his in his quickening rhythm. It was punishing. Waves of pleasure and pain that Nova had no control of.
He was used like a fleshlight, used like he had one purpose and it was to please Spider-man. "You're so pretty, so well behaved when you're all tied up," Spider-man licked at tears Sam didn't even realise he was spilling. Then he kissed down Novas neck, leaving bruising hickeys into his soft skin. In passion, Peter held Sam down harder, chocking him in his grip and fucking into him with vigor.
Sam came untouched. A bliss taking over him, almost ignoring the feeling of the cold brick against his arms and face. It was intense and left Sam feeling boneless and sensitive. But when he came to he realised Peter hadn't even slightly slowed down, chasing his own pleasure.
Recognising that Sam had gone momentarily limp, Peter dropped him against the wall. But he wasn't done with him yet.
Peter surround Novas body, pressing him between his thighs as the taller man latched to the wall by his knees and arms. He covered the shorter man completely, trapping him between the wall and his own body, his chest pressing down onto Novas back. Peter's dick nestled back into Sam's small pink hole, bringing Sam back to life with an involuntary arch of his back.
But other than that, he couldn't escape
It was if Peter were fucking him down into the wall, his grip unnecessarily tight around Novas wrists. The new angle made him feel so much bigger, and gave him so much more force. He fucked into him ruthlessly, ruining Nova into nothing more than writhing whimpers.
"You're so beautiful. Perfect for my cock." Peter praised before biting into Sam's neck.
Sam came again, with a shout, overstimulated with arousal. He felt so spent, so full and abused and like he forgot who he was, he was nothing except Peter's play thing - to be fucked against a wall. To simply hold Peter's dick no matter how intense.
"You do this to me," Peter thrusted, almost angrily, into Sam, "I can't stop, I can't think," Peter growled, pummeling harsher through Sam, "are you proud?" Sam, very weakly, thought 'yes.'
But he couldn't stop crying, begging behind the gag, as his body was pushed again and again into the harsh wall, cutting dirt and paint into his face and body. The cold harsh texture contrasting the warm wet slaps of Peter's body above him, though both were ruthless, and definitely leaving marks.
"Fuck, I can't- I'm coming- Sam!" Peter cried as he gripped tightly onto Nova, rocking into his fucked up insides and using Sams body to get himself off. The tight press of his small tubes squeezed Peter dry, as he emptied himself into Sam. His semen went deep, and buried itself throughout Sam's body as it felt never ending. Cum painted his insides, so much of it, it rushed out of Sam's hole and leaked down his legs.
"Fuck, Sam." Peter panted above him, pulling out causing even more semen to ripple down.
He dropped from the wall, landing perfectly, before reaching into Novas duffle bag and pulling out a phone.
Nova couldn't move, but could hear the snap of a picture being taken
"God, the others are going to be so jealous." Peter said as he came closer to Sam, grabbing onto one of his cheeks and spreading him wide. A snap sound from the camera came again. Peter shoved a gloved finger into Sam's sensitive hole and the camera sound rang again.
Fuck, had it all been a set up?
Sam mumbled his question against his gag.
"Ah-ah-ah, don't strain yourself with questions.
Spider-man finally released Sam from the alley wall, and he toppled unceremoniously to the gravelled dirty floor, in a sticky pile of his and Peter's come.
"Okay, last one, I swear!" Peter chirped as he lifted Sam's face, cut, bruised and tear stained, and snapped another picture.
"Fuck, Sam, you really are beautiful."