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Wade smiled down at the small teenager Spider-Man turned out to be, eyes drawing slowly from his floppy hair to his beautiful, slender body, now revealed by plain clothes. The kid was asleep in his bed, eyes going around and around behind his lids telling the vigilante he was dead to the world. Totally asleep, mind so far off in dream land he probably wouldn’t even register when Wade slipped a fat cock inside his ass raw.
He ran covetous palms up Pete’s sides, rucking up his sleep shirt to expose a set of sinfully angular hips. The much larger and more muscular man growled from where he straddled teeny tiny Peter, cock straining the front of his suit noticeably.
Unable to resist any longer, he unzipped and allowed his almost painful erection to flop out heavily onto Peter’s bare stomach. He looked so big compared to the kid, his shaft lining up about an inch above the kid’s navel.
Wade ran delicate hands up Peter’s slender neck to wrap possessively around his throat. He squeezes a little, thrusting against the kid to get some friction going on his cock. The feel of his soft pale skin is amazing on Wade’s burning hot prick. He’s already close to busting his nut just from touching the kid.
“You make me do embarrassing things, baby spider,” Wade murmured down to his angelic sleeping form.
When Wade slowly slipped his sleep shorts and panties down and off to expose a blushing pink set of pussy lips, he sucked in a sharp, incredibly aroused breath. Fuck, was he the luckiest scum bag on planet earth or what?
Peter Parker had a hidden treasure in his pants, kept secret from everyone except his favorite sidekick, and new daddy dom, Deadpool.
The older man groaned and slipped his cocktip up and down through Petey’s puffy little virgin folds, groaning in the process. He can’t get enough of how tiny the kid is, how soft and pliant his body has become in sleep. Where Wade once registered him as capable and springy, he now regards Peter’s body through the lens of an incredibly durable fuck puppet.
“Think I can get my whole dick inside this hole, baby boy?” Wade simpered, shoving his cock up against Pete’s vulnerable little cunt.
The kid doesn’t so much as shift around, practically begging Wade to rape his pussy full of babies. The masked man pushed and pushed at Pete’s cunt until he finally felt a little give and leaned all his weight into it.
He didn’t stop moving until he felt warm, squishy boy pussy wrapping tightly around his entire cock, all eleven inches shoved deep inside Peter Parker’s slim and smooth body.
Wade groaned, a prolonged and indulgent sound, as he squeezed the hand around Pete’s neck and used the other to lift the kid’s leg up to fold against his budding chest. His fat cock had a hard time moving back out at first, but with a few overzealous thrusts back and forth Wade got himself out.
Just to force his cock right back up Pete’s sweet little cunt, keeping him raped full of gigantic antihero dick at all times. His thin stomach bulged in the middle, the outline of Wade’s cock clear as day inside his womb.
“I’m gonna fuck a baby inside you, Spidey. You want that? Wanna be my cute little cocktoy mommy?” His cock pistoned steadily in and out of the sleeping teenager as he spoke.
He grunted and picked up his pace, imagining Peter fat with a set of super twins, tits swollen and pussy gaped, constantly leaking slick. His eyes rolled as he lost control of his pace, pelvis contracting and balls drawing up to disgorge rope after rope of cum deep inside Spider-Whore’s teenage tummy,
Wade choked the little slut so hard he started coughing in his sleep, his pussy clenching uncontrollably around his rapist as his womb swallowed up all that warm spunk, knocking him up on his very first try.
Not wanting to slip out, Wade laid down and positioned Peter so that his mouth was fastened nice and tight around his fat cock, sucking on it with a whorish sense of entitlement as he continued to sleep peacefully.
“That’s your cock, isn’t it?” Wade asked, running his fingers through Pete’s hair to fist up and keep him locked in place with his throat crammed full of his huge adult penis.
Incapable or resisting or fighting back, Peter simply furrowed his brows in his sleep as his pussy steadily leaked cum onto his sheets and his face was used as a fleshlight.
Wade planned on visiting his new little boyfriend in just the same fashion every single night until he was sure his seed took. Internally he made a vow to strap the kid to his dick the second he saw a baby bump nice and visible on his cute little frame.
His new rapetoy. His adorable baby boywife.
Curling around the kid’s body, Wade didn’t stop shifting until Pete’s face was clamped tight by his thighs and the kid made loud, wet choking sounds against his new husband’s length.
“First order of business is training this throat.” Wade informed an unconscious Peter with a savage thrust up.
He massaged himself with baby Pete’s mouth for almost an hour before exhaustion won out and he fell asleep. His cock pulsed inside Parker’s mouth again and again throughout the night, filling his stomach full to bursting and beyond, painting the lower half of his face and upper body in warm, thick semen.
In short, he was everything Wade hoped he could be.