The Spartan Rain

In a penthouse of a giant skyscraper, Harry Osborne was sitting by his desk in his huge bedroom, working on a History paper on his computer. He had to write an essay about a prominent historical leader and he chose Alexander the Great. He was always impressed with how Alexander was able conquer a huge part of the world without being as cruel and evil as most emperors were. Harry was a lover of kindness, but he was also a lover of power, and he wondered how someone can be both kind and powerful at the same time. Alexander the Great was his answer, and he always looked at him as a role model.

He suddenly heard a knock coming from the windows and he almost fell of his chair. He looked at the windows but he couldn’t see anything from the curtains. He heard the knock again.

Slowly, Harry walked towards the windows and silently pulled open the curtains to see a small pale butt squashed against the glass. A big red spider was right above it, painted over the blue suit that covered the visitors’ back.

“Peter,” laughed Harry, as he opened the windows.

Spiderman jumped inside and took off his mask. “Hey, babe.”

“What’re you doing here?” asked Harry. “It’s two in the morning.”

“I came to tell you…” Peter strolled around the room. He glanced at Harry’s computer. “Wow. Alexander the Great. You know he was bisexual, right?”

“What? You came to tell me what?”                            

“And so were most of the people that lived around that time. You know, in Ancient Greece, every elderly man would find a young boy to fuck in exchange for some wisdom and guidance or whatever. That’s in addition to his wife. It’s kinda sick in my opinion. It’s like child prostitution but instead of giving the boy money, you became sorta like his father, which makes it a lot more gross. But… it was in another time so… I’m pretty sure our friend Alexander here was paying his mentor Aristotle in blowjobs every day, except for the weekends maybe…”

“Fuck, Peter. It’s late and I’m busy. Can you please tell me what I hope you were going to tell me.”

Peter gazed at him and smiled. His brown hair was messy and wet from all the superhero sweat, but Harry found it to be very attractive.

“It’s done,” said Peter. “I broke it off with her.”

“You did?” There was a huge smile on Harry’s face. “Did you tell her why?”

“Yeah, I told her I was gay and I can’t pretend to be someone I’m not.”

“But you’re Spiderman. Aren’t you already pretending to be someone you’re not everyday. Especially in school when you let that piece of shit Thompson beat you around all the time.”

“I don’t mind getting beat up everyday. I can live with that. I can hide my strengths. But I can’t hide my love for you. I don’t care if it’s going to get me bullied a lot more. I’m not going to risk losing the best thing that ever happened to me. That’s something I can’t live with.”

Harry pulled Peter’s head towards his and they started making out. He felt their tongue touch as he ran his hands down to Peter’s butt. He started to finger his asshole over the fabric. He kept pressing quicker and harder until Peter started to moan. He felt Peter push him away and he fell on his back over the bed. He looked up to see Peter taking off his suit. He saw Peter’s penis for the first time. It was about five and a half inches long with a thin base but a bigger round tip. To Harry, it was beautiful. He wanted it inside him.

Harry turned on his stomach and closed his eyes. He felt Peter’s hand touching his hips and pulled him backwards until his knees fell off the bed and hit the ground. His upper body was still on the bed as he felt Peter pulling down his pants. His heart started to beat fast as he realized what was about to happen. It was his first time and he didn’t know what to expect.

He felt the tip of Peter’s cock slightly touch his butt cheeks, which gave him a sudden shiver. He felt it making its way between the butt cheeks and towards the hole. It’s happening, he thought. It’s happening.

Harry let out a loud cry as Peter’s cock went inside him. It felt painful. He screamed louder the second time. It felt more painful. Peter started to move faster, and as he did, the pain started to turn into pleasure. After a minute, it felt great, but it ended so quickly as Peter suddenly slowed down and then froze. Harry thought his asshole felt a bit wet.

He turned around to see Peter standing there, holding his own cock, with semen covering the tip.

“I’m sorry,” said Peter. “I had no time to pull out.”

Harry did not know what to make of this. He knew what Peter did was dangerous but he wasn’t bummed-out. In fact, his penis grew harder than ever, and with a few strokes from his hand, he ejaculated all over Peter’s face.

At first they both froze there in awkwardness, but then they started laughing.