Family values

Tapping the nervous rhythm with my fingers, I tried not to strain myself once again. "Friday” chuckled into the earpiece and reported that there were no changes in terms of prospects for me yet. I, realizing that the system, having succumbed to the influence of Natasha, began to pose as a girl, decided not to argue with her and not to attach special importance to everything said. My head was spinning without that, I also didn't have enough strange thoughts about an incomprehensible combination of circumstances to hammer my head. The elevator opened smoothly, letting me out on the floor, which was already reserved only for living superheroes, and no outsiders were allowed into it. Shaking my head, following the instructions of the AI in my earphone, I reached one of the offices. And I was surprised by the fact that this is not Stark's personal office. So the meeting was planned and did not involve outside interference. I hope I really understood everything correctly, and Natasha guessed everything that was happening behind closed doors right now. God grant that it will pass. Taking a deep breath in my chest, I decisively knocked on the door and stuck my head inside, without waiting for them to send me far away and in a certain direction. The picture that opened my eyes could shock anyone who was not mentally prepared for it. Tony was sitting on the countertop, Loki was resting one knee against the polished wood next to his hip, and the second leg of the god of deception was standing between Stark's widely spread knees. Because of what, the brunette pressed on the man's groin while enthusiastically kissing him deeply and passionately. Stephen has not yet taken part in this farce. He was standing a few steps away from them in an open shirt and with a hungry look. — I'm sorry, “Friday” said that you are busy solving a new space problem here and I can find you in the office, — I muttered softly. — But it seems I'm not at the right time today. I didn't see anything, then I'll come back sometime. — Stop! Stark barked at me. — Spit it out, since you've already come, no one is going to kill you. At least right now. — I've been thinking about everything properly and realized that I behaved like a complete idiot, so I wanted to apologize, — I mumbled a premeditated phrase, looking down. "Honestly, I didn't think I could stop you. Therefore, I'm sorry, I think I'll go. I'll put a report on my stupidity on your desk. "Peter," Strange held out his hand to me, "I know an easier way to apologize for my unworthy behavior. Come to me. —Steven,— Tony growled warningly. — I know, — the magician smiled slyly and grabbed me by the waist, — Peter is just aware of the full extent of his guilt, and he will not participate in any games. Just stand there and watch, so that you don't run away and disappear for three weeks, driving us all mad. We couldn't even say clearly if you were okay. At least Natasha had the idea to set up surveillance of your school to check your condition. You deserve a good thrashing, but I'm not in the mood for that, so watch this couple carefully, you'll see something interesting. I stared hungrily at the unfolding scene as if bewitched. Loki didn't seem at all surprised by my appearance and didn't even pay much attention to the fact that an outsider appeared in the room. He was still leaning on Stark's chest and slowly drawing intricate pictures on it, known only to him. And when the magician's last words were drowned in the silence of the room, the teeth of god without warning bit into the defenseless neck of the billionaire superhero. He just growled and squeezed the man's ass with the fingers of one hand, pressing his hips to his leg. It no longer felt like a familiar and understandable display of passion. It was as if these two were trying to prove to each other that strength and leadership were behind them. And at the same time, they sensually and gently moved their hands over the points of pleasure. I never thought about the fact that relationships among the Avengers were built not only on unconditional trust, but also on such little things that could not be seen in ordinary life. It was too personal and intimate, going beyond the normal and becoming their own insanity. The kisses became more and more explicit, the touches became hotter and at some point, I unconsciously rubbed against the member resting against my lower back. Strange was taller than me and more powerful, but for some reason, out of the whole trio, with him it was easiest for me to turn off my superpowers and turn into an ordinary teenager. And damn it, I really wanted to see the sequel. Especially at the moment when the warm fingers of the former surgeon slowly penetrated under the edge of my T-shirt and ran over the press, rising up to the nipples and gently pinching, pulling them off. A gasp escaped my lips faster than I had time to think. It was unusual and somehow different. The daily routine of my life was different in that all sorts of devilry was going on in it, right there, everything was too fast, but clear and measured. The shirts were slowly slipping off the trained and lean bodies. The sun outside the window played full glare on the skin and gave piquancy to everything that was happening. And even if I wanted to, I couldn't leave. — Be patient, — a quiet voice made the hairs on the body stand on end, — now it will be even hotter and then the real game will begin. And like the secret puppeteer of this crazy scene, Stephen slowly pulled my T-shirt away, leaving me half naked. Although, considering that Tony was wearing only underpants, I still looked decent. Hot lips descended on the neck and hot breath bathed the skin. I, throwing my head to the side, gave more room for action. I wanted to finally feel this sense of permissiveness that was taking me beyond reason, when my head finally turns off and I want what I can't. Or you can... I myself got confused in my feelings... Watching as Loki slowly slides to his knees, as he pulls off the last remnants of Stark's clothes and rubs his cheek against his thigh. I might have seen each of them naked, but we weren't in a shared shower right now. At that moment, everything was completely different and it added something sharp to the routine. It seemed to awaken unobtrusive and delicious desires in my chest. I, yielding to a momentary impulse, threw my arm behind my back and grabbed Dr. Strange by the hair, pulling his head to me and giving a kiss to his lips. Let it be uncomfortable, uncomfortable and generally strange, but it's even nicer this way. I fully felt the excitement flaring up in a tight knot in the lower abdomen. How it hit the nerves. How a foreign tongue penetrated into my mouth and my neck turned out at an uncomfortable angle. But it was not a very big payment for the fact that I received incomparable pleasure. The dose of adrenaline was such that it started to get muddy. And I didn't want to stop. I wanted to feel everything that they were ready to give me at that moment. Groaning softly, I tried to seize the initiative, but nothing came of it. Pulling away from my lips, the man forcefully turned my head to the couple on the table, and I froze, forgetting how to breathe. One of Stark's legs was on the countertop, the other was spread wide and Loki was sitting between them, not bothering to undress. He methodically moved his head and sucked Tony with characteristic smacking sounds. And he did it without disgust, without any aggression. In front of... It was as if he felt all the power over a miserable mortal and put all of himself into these difficult movements. Stark opened his eyes a little, looked straight at me and a satisfied smile spread on his sleek face. Groaning even louder, he put his palm on the head of the god of deceit and deceit, starting to control the process. And, to my surprise, he did not even resist, obediently accelerated the pace and even without seeing, I was able to understand that I began to take the full length. Passing the barrel into the throat and not even choking. Swallowing convulsively, I once again rubbed my hips against someone else's boner and prayed to everyone I could so that at the most inopportune moment, none of them remembered about the stupid promise not to touch me until adulthood. For now I was ready to jump out of my pants myself. The magician's fingers closed on my erect dignity and squeezed lightly, through the fabric of jeans. I leaned forward and groaned faintly, trying to catch the moment when the room became too hot. Loki moved his head harder, Tony threw it back and growled, driving into the supple mouth, and Steven grabbed me by the back of the neck with his teeth leaving red marks. Let them come down soon thanks to accelerated regeneration, but now it was something outside of my usual world. — Take your time, the evening will be long, — a hoarse voice made me groan, — I promise, you will realize the severity of the offense committed. So relax and enjoy everything that happens. And I fully agreed with this statement of the question. The evening was just beginning, and I was going to get everything from him that I could get my hands on. Greedy and hot excitement covered me with my head. I wanted to act immediately, get even more and finally feel all this maddening madness not through my feelings, but directly. Plunged into the whirlpool of passion and debauchery. Everything that was so awkwardly hidden from me and from which I myself fled. My head was ringing, and feelings like naked electric wires were hitting my nerves and making me get lost in a whirlwind of passion and depravity. When Steve slowly undid the button on my pants, I tried to help, but only got my fingers and leaned my head back on his shoulder. Allowing a man to lead the process and do what is best for us all. After all, this is not a game for two. The opinion of everyone present should be taken into account here. And if you believe Stark's look, he really likes this show. Groaning, I heard the lightning with a quiet rustle disperse and the pressure on the penis weakens. Now he was held captive only by the loose fabric of his underpants. And even this gave an indescribable feeling. Licking my lips, I eagerly peered into the distorted face of Stark, who was no longer growling, but hissing strangled, frantically pushing into the mouth of the god of deception and ending with a guttural moan. The air in the room was heated to white, I literally felt it with every cell of my body. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the show... It was just ecstasy!