Tony Stark was not the one to judge. Not at all. How many nameless women did he fuck in one week during his time before his arch reactor? Too many. Anyone can tell him that, and he agrees. Tony Stark cannot and will not judge. It's like the policy look at the barbeque sauce on your shirt before you point out someone else's with Tony Starks whole shirt being brown with sauce. The cheap Walmart brand stuff.

Today, he made plans with Blaine. Plans that Blaine hadn't known about. He hadn't even known that Tony was back from his business trip yet. Tony takes the blame for that. He and Blaine were going to help out Captain America and Thor learn the basics of modern day sports. The sun hung high up in the sky smiling down with its bright hot grin. Blue was spilt perfectly in the sky with crisp white clouds spit out evenly. It was a perfect day for some baseball. Tony should have called Blaine or something, but usually Blaine was up before seven AM and not still in bed at noon. Well, beside the bed at noon.

Tony walked into the tower with his teeth showing curved into a showboat smile. He was in some cargo shorts and a Metallica short sleeve shirt, and asked J.A.R.V.I.S where his kid was. When the voice echoed saying that he was in his room, Tony leapt up the glossy staircase skipping every second step he took. Tony should've know that it was weird that his kid wasn't up, but his haze of excitement clouded over him.

The door shrieked open, and Tony slipped in the room. There were four thing that he noticed in the room that should have been signaled the fact the he he should've bolted as if the room was on fire. First, a condom wrapper. Tony had thought, great taking over like his father sleeping with girls already. Second, there was lube on his night stand a quarter of it missing. Okay, so what if he never used lube. Blaine was a nice and safe kid. Third, was the fact that there boy's clothes thrown everywhere, and only boy clothes; no girl things to be seen. Fourth, there were moans pouring from around the door. Tony should have really taken a hint, but he didn't. He tumbled into the room bellowing, "Blainers, get your ass out of bed. We have things to do!"

Looking to the right past the bed right beside the walk-in closet and the private bathroom door Tony saw that there were two boys. One was standing completely naked hands tangled in his hair, and the other was on his knees promptly sucking the first boy's dick. The latter was Tony's son. Blaine Anderson-Stark was on his knees sucking a boys dicks. A boys dicks.

Blaine scrambled up fast as if the floor electrocuted him, and pulled on a hoodie over top of his naked torso. The other boy leapt on the bed burying himself deep into the ground of blankets. Blaine stammered, "I'm so, so, so, so sorry. I-I didn't know you'd be home and I-and I… and I wouldn't have done this if I'd known. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

All Tony could say was, "You're gay?"

"I'm sorry. I just didn't know how you felt. If you-you were homophobic, and I didn't want to get kicked out because I have nowhere to go. Please don't kick me out Mr. Stark. I'm really sorry. I'm out at school I was just waiting for the right time to-"

"Hold up, just shut up for a minute kid," Tony interrupted holding up his hand. Blaine mouth snapped close while he drew in his eyebrows to the point where they almost became one. "Why would I kick you out because you're gay?"

Blaine chest thumped down from a sigh of relief.

"Also," Tony continued, "Why are you calling me Mr. Stark again? Please don't tell me I have to wait two months again for you to at least call me Tony."

Blaine looked up attentively like a prey would to his predator, and said with hesitation, "So… you don't care that I'm gay?"

"No, I care more about you whoring around. Is he your boyfriend or just a hook up?"

The rose tint kissing Blaine's cheek spread all the down to his neck up to the tip of his ears. He replied hurriedly, "Boyfriend. Definitely boyfriend. It's our eight month anniversary actually."

"Good, do I get to meet him or…?"

"Just, ugh, just let him get decent first."

"Right, I'll see you downstairs," Tony said already turning towards the partially cracked open door. He slips out closing it only to hear a squeals of laughter that made him smile, but only for a little bit. Tony Stark was not a softy.

It takes Tony about half way down the stairs to realize that his son was gay. His son was gay, and he has a boyfriend whose dick was in his mouth. A dick that Tony just saw. Who was he to judge? No one. He wasn't judging. He just needed someone to talk to…

Stopped half up the staircase Tony calls out, "Can you get Pepper out here?"

"Calling her this minutes, sir."

Tony sprints down the rest of the steps to start pacing by the couches in the main area. His fist slap into each other incessantly. Pepper comes jogging in, and asks, "What's the big emergency? Is there aliens again or something?"

"No," He squeaks out. "My son is gay!"

"And…?"

"And I just saw him in his knees with sucking a-a-a—"

"Penis?"

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Just be quiet for a bit because your son is currently walking down the stairs with a boy," Pepper hisses voice hidden by breath. "Hello Kurt!" She calls.

Tony snaps his head toward her, and said, "You know him!"

"I met him within the first month Blaine was here."

They two boys reach the bottom of the staircase with hair crumple and slicked up with a touch of sweat. The boy Blaine was with was wearing a women's knitted sweater and a scarf and his features were very… Tony wasn't going to judge. No, his kid was gay. It's fine. Cool people are gay. But that kid beside was very feminine. When their legs stopped walking and hit the carpet of the living room, the boy put stuck his hip out to place a hand above it. Tony wasn't judging. Nope.

"Hello, Pepper, nice to see you again," He replied voice high. This kid was so very gay. But Tony wasn't judging.

"Well, Tony, this is my boyfriend Kurt. Kurt this is my dad," Blaine introduced them. Kurt smiled while Tony's jaw was almost hitting the floor. "I'm just going to walk Kurt out before things get really, really awkward."

They walked away, and once their bodies weren't seen anymore, Tony nearly shouted, "That was the boy that Blaine was sucking off. Oh my god, Blaine was sucking him off."

Pepper just laughed.

"I need some whiskey. Scratch that I need to a lot of whiskey. I need to erase that from my memory permanently."

Pepper patted his shoulder numerous time before whispering, "At least it's better than what Bruce saw. Let's just say your son doesn't need riding lessons."

"What he needs is a lesson in decency apparently… Can you go get me two bottles of whiskey?"

"Two?" She asks.

"Yeah, one for me and one for Bruce."