Author's note: This story will consist of wedgies, swearing, and gay stuff. If you hate it, do not read it. The ships are mainly Stony and Starker. If you were looking forward for female wedgies, I'm sorry but that's just wrong in my opinion. Other than that, please enjoy if you want.

3rd person

It was a normal day at the tower. Everyone except Tony had gone on a mission. Tony was working with Peter on a machine for fun. Peter had a lot on his mind and he couldn't get it out. He was tempted to ask him a question, but he thought he would start questioning it. Deep down his soul, Peter hated to admit, but he had a crush on Tony. Then he would start thinking gay thoughts. The question he wanted to ask so badly was if he liked getting wedgies. Ever since Peter was in first grade, he loved getting wedgies and enjoyed it. The sensation it had on his balls made him feel good and would do anything to get a wedgie from anyone. The only person he had told this secret was Ned and they made an agreement that every weekend, Ned would give him wedgies. Sometimes, he had temptations of even giving other men wedgies. He starts to get nervous everytime he sees underwear sticking out of their pants. He slightly gets distracted by it and hurts him to resist. Right now, he sees Tony's waistband of his underwear and was tempted to go over, tug it, then go back to work. Tony suddenly stopped and looked at Peter.

"Hey Underoos, you want to take a break and get some food?" The brunette asked, wiping off the sweat off his face.

"Y-yeah sure. Um... You know your underwear is showing right?"

Peter then screamed internally wondering why he just said that.

"They are? Huh... I didn't know you were Mr. Fancy Pants."

Tony pulled up his pants and pulled down his shirt.

"Better? Now come on. I'm starving."

Tony's PoV

I started to wonder why Peter was strict about my dress code. I mean we are at home so it didn't really matter. Maybe it's because he's so protective over me for getting a wedgie. He is a really weird kid. I mean don't really mind getting wedgies. They make me feel... comfortable for some reason. Of course, I can't tell him that. Only Steve and I know that I like them. Steve does as well and so we like to wedgie each other once and awhile. Sometimes small ones, sometimes huge ones to humiliate each other in front of people. We both made up the stairs and went into the kitchen.

"So kiddo, what do you want to eat?" I asked.

"Maybe... Maybe..."

He mutter something I couldn't hear and I asked what he said.

"Uhhhhh..., Fast food! Yeah!" He responded quickly.

I rose an eyebrow and just shrugged it off.

"Alright let's go then."

Peter's PoV

Why the hell did I say that? Well at least he didn't hear me say cum. Man, I know I'm too young to have sex, but I just wanted to get some cum from Tony's dick. I've tried my own and I must say it's refreshing. We both got into the car and we're off to a fast food restaurant. We ended up going to McDonalds and got burgers and a shake. I ordered a cheeseburger while Tony order a Big Mac. While I was eating, I started to encourage myself to ask him the one stupid question about wedgies. I looked down at my burger then at Tony. We were eating the car so Tony was looking at trees and cars passing by. Tony looked over at me and noticed I had something on my mind.

"Hey spidey. What's up?" The billionaire asked.

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just... thinking about school." He responded.

"Uh huh... Are you sure? Do you want to talk about it?"

"Uh.., no I'm good."

"Kid, don't hide it. I know you're hiding something so just spill it."

"But if I ask it, you'll think I'm weird."

"Don't care. Whatever you're trying to hide from me will eventually come out."

"I can't Mr. Stark. It's way too... deep into your privacy."

He started to blush and looked down with a grin on my face.

"Kid, I don't really care. You can tell me anything."

"Okay I give up."

I started to heat up and took a deep breath.

"Do... Do you like getting wedgies?"

Tony's PoV

Did he just ask what I thought he just asked? Should I tell him? I mean he is too cute of boy to know. What if he tells everyone? Maybe he likes wedgies too? I think I should be honest.

"No, why do you ask?" I fucking lied.

Why the fuck did I just lie in front of him? Maybe because I'm just afraid? I took pride before I thought of anything.

"Oh... Okay."

We sat there for a good three minutes staring at each other. Damn his brown eyes are just so easy to get lost in. I broke the silence.

"Maybe we should head back to the tower. It's like what? Almost 10 at night?"

"Um... Yeah."

I could see he was nervous from his body motion, but I didn't say anything. I drove us back to the tower and saw that three people were in the kitchen.

"Hey Tony. Welcome back." Steve greeted.

Nat, Clint, and Steve were sitting there looking at him and I broke into a nervous sweat.

"Hey Steve, could we um... talk in a different room?" I asked, nervously.

He rose a brow and said, "Sure? Why not talk about it in here?"

I put my finger on my lip that signals 'it's about the secret.' He gave a quick glance at Natasha and Clint to see they were chatting so he hurried me out of the kitchen. Peter stood there in shock as if he had done something wrong. I feel bad for lying to the kid. We eventually made it to my room and Steve locked the door behind us and looked at me with a serious look.

"What did he ask you?" The blonde asked.

"He asked if I like wedgies. I was going to be honest with him then I freakin lied to his face. I started wandering to myself if he also like wedgies. Maybe he has wedgie fetishes like us." I explained.

"Well we can't be for certain. I think we should test him tomorrow."

"How are we going to do that?"

"We watch the footage that Friday catches of him liking wedgies or not."

"I mean I'm pretty sure we'll just find him, jumping out of the window doing patrol."

"Let's just watch him now."

"Steve, you are one of the gayest and most perverted people I've ever met."

He blushed with smile and said, "Well I'm just curious at times."

"Ok, Captain Gay. Let's watch him."

"I have to do something first."

"What do you have to do?"

He put his cold hand in my pants and grabbed my waistband. I already knew what it was and I was ready for it. He gave a quick and sharp tug and shot my red boxer briefs up.

"Boxer briefs today, huh?" The blonde asked.

"Eh, what can I say? Love the smoothness it gives for my balls."

I then started to feel a wet spot on my underwear and realized I just cummed. Steve let go and pulled my pants and underwear down to reveal my erection.

"Ah yeah. That's the stuff I'm looking for." Mr. Gay America said looking at my dick.

There was coming out and he started to suck on it. I had the bright idea of grabbing his waistband and gave a hard tug on it. I examined what underwear he was wearing and laughed. The blonde blushed to reveal that he was wearing Captain America briefs.

"Cap, are you five or something?!"

I pulled forward for him to go in deep in sucking it. I got his underwear up to his head about and made it atomic. The underwear surprisingly didn't rip. I let the underwear rest on his head and he stops getting the cum from my dick. It was now my turn. I pantsed Capsicle and see he also had wet spot on his underwear. I unhooked his underwear from his head and pull his underwear down to the ground as well.

"You better suck hard, Stark or I'll fuck you harder in bed today my sweet hunny." Cap said with saliva coming down from his mouth.

"Oh, I'll suck harder than you can imagine."

I tried to go as deep as I could into his five inch dick to get all the cum into my mouth. It felt so good everytime I do this with him. He started to moan and gripped my hair to go in deeper. I got as much cum out as I could from his dick and got up.

"Good as always, Stark." The blonde said running his fingers through his hair.

"You did good as well." I replied, pulling up my underwear and pants up.

Steve pulled up his underwear and pants up as well and we both stared at each other.

"So, I don't think we'll have time today to see if Peter likes wedgies today, but we will tomorrow." Steve said with a grin.

"I guess so. We should head to bed."

"Yeah. Hope we can do it again, cutie pie."

I blushed and saw him unlocked my door and left me alone in my room. I decided to shower before heading off to bed. I stripped myself from my clothes and got into the shower. As I was cleansing myself, I started to think that Peter might like seeing guys underwear. I don't see him sag all that often, so I don't think he's gay. Nah, not in a million years. He likes that one girl name Mikaela, Michel, Mary. I honestly don't remember. He still has a long life ahead of him and still has time to not be homosexual like I am. Oh, shit. I do hope that my influence hasn't rub off to him to be like the way he is. Ugh! One thing I don't like about myself. It rubs off to too many people. I got out of the shower and slipped on a pair of boxers and gray sweat pants. I cover myself in my blanket and started to drift away to sleep.

End of Part 1

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