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0.
At fifteen, Tony Stark can count the number of times he remembers falling asleep in a room with another person in the room.
1.
At fifteen, Tony Stark has never really lived with somebody who wasn't his parent. Housekeepers and live-in nannies don't count.
2.
It's a nice house that Tony's parents rented for him to live in, and Tony sits on the edge of the kitchen counter with his jeans down around his ankles. Jim has his hand between Tony's legs, running up the thighs, stroking Tony's balls. When he closes his hand around Tony's dick, and Tony sucks on Jim's tongue like he wishes it were Jim's cock.
Ten minutes later, he's doing exactly that. His jeans are still down around his ankles, but he's on his knees on the kitchen floor, and the handle of the silverware cabinet -- house came furnished -- is bumping Jim in the small of the back. Tony has his hands just underneath the handle, hanging onto Jim's ass and giving up, with enthusiasm, every inch of his mouth and tongue and throat.
And yeah, the pizza guy rings the doorbell.
3.
"How long have you been working for your dad, Tony? Since you were four? Six? Ten? Jesus, that's kind of fucked up."
Tony shrugs and opens his beer.
4.
Jim is a little weirded out by the idea of fucking Tony up the ass, so one night, on the couch, Tony decides to show him how it's done.
The TV is on CNN and Rhodey has Fluid Dynamics on his knees, and Tony has Tony decides he's had enough of studying and working for his dad, so he casually yanks off his sweatpants, pulls a thing of lube out of his goddamn bookbag, the one he takes problem sets to class in, and it's still in the drugstore brown bag, and Jim can only imagine what the cashier must've thought -- and Tony slicks one finger. He traces it down his stomach, making there's a streak that catches the light. He wants to make sure he has Jim's attention and then, he fingerfucks himself on the couch with one leg looped over the arm and the other curled underneath him. Yeah, four fingers means that he can't get any of them very deep, but it's the visual effect.
In fact, Tony jerks himself off when doing it. Noisily. With his head tilted back and his hips rock back and forth on his fingers. He gasps. He begs. At one point, when his head is hanging over the back of the couch, he even moans Jim's name,.
And then he finishes, looks Jim over with his eyebrows raised, pulls up his sweatpants, and walks to the kitchen to wash off.
Jim doesn't say anything.
While Tony soaps his hands, though, Jim comes over and pins Tony's hips against the sink hard enough to make the cupboard underneath rattle. He breathes into Tony's ear, more than a little shaky, and presses against Tony's ass. They're wearing their pants, and Jim doesn't even come close to putting his dick into Tony's ass that night. Tony's hands are soaped up and wet, so he doesn't even touch Jim with his hands, but Jim slides his hands underneath Tony's shirt and touches the damp spot on Tony's stomach, strokes his balls and dick, and even goes back, bac --
So yeah, for a while, Tony looks as smug as if he'd invented cold fusion from the components of a Lunchables box.
5.
Tony goes out on a date with a girl.
6.
Jim goes out on a date with a different girl.
7A.
One morning, Jim is in the bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face when Tony comes in through the window -- the window, not the door. He was out all night on a date. Didn't come home. There's a rose trellis that reaches up past the second floor, and Tony drops into the bathroom in a shower of leaves and thorns and dirt and God-only-knows-what-else. There are scratches on his hands and a rip in his leather jacket.
Jim almost chokes on his toothbrush.
"What the -- "
Yeah, he'd been brushing his teeth, so it was Winterfresh mint, but it still sort of tastes like mint, only with fruit cooler and girl's lip gloss layered on top, and Jesus Christ, Tony is already unzipping Jim's fly. He licks the bottom of his lip even though, what, it's been four or five hours since Tony got laid?
"Not this morning, Tony," Jim says. "Already running late. We've got class in twenty-five minutes, too."
And Tony shrugs and walks off towards his bedroom, humming Little fucking Lies and shedding clothes along the way. First, his shoes. Then, jeans. Tony shucks off his shirt and jacket almost as an afterthought, then stands in the doorway of his bedroom, taking his socks off.
"Fuck, we're going to be late," Jim says and puts his toothbrush down and rinses out his mouth and walks over to Tony.
7B.
Jim blows Tony. He's a little anxious about it since Tony sucks cock like that was what he was born for and not, say, advancing the human condition by being the greatest practical scientific genius since Nikola Tesla, but Tony has, sort of disturbingly, taking to sneaking into bed next to Jim and kinda curling up around him. When Jim catches Tony, Tony always claims he does it to get his morning fuck with minimum effort, but Jim is starting to have his doubts. One Saturday, he wakes up with Tony tucked around him, neat as can be. Tony has his forehead behind Rhodey's shoulderblades, and his arm is around Jim's waist. His legs are folded behind Jim's, and Jim rolls over carefully, slowly. Tony stays still half-asleep. Rhodey slides down, works Tony's sweatpants down, and puts his mouth around Tony's morning hardon.
Objectively, between the awkward position and Jim's nerves, it's a pretty shitty blowjob. Clearly not in a league even close to what Tony puts out, and yet, Tony still comes fast and hard. His eyes fly open when Rhodey's mouth touches him, and he gets to the gasping, arching, talking nonsense stage faster than Jim has ever heard him.
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes later, Tony was --
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes, Tony was more than a little in love with him;
8.
Jim has a second date with that girl. Gets to second base.
9.
Pop quiz: is Tony Stark a morning person? The answer Pepper and Rhodey and Obadiah know is that he is. Tony has never slept much past six, and twenty years later, at 6:15AM Tony tells Jim, yeah, he can come on over. He doesn't tell Jim that he has a Brazilian supermodel sleeping in the bed upstairs, but he meets Jim at the door with that information, and they go down to the shop where Tony was obviously in the middle of something. Jim isn't entirely comfortable with it because of the glass walls, but Tony backs up against the couch, and Jim gets down and blows him.
Objectively, it's a pretty goddamn good blowjob, and Tony gets off, but it's clearly for Jim's benefit. Tony gets a little more into kissing Rhodey afterwards. The two of them rolling around, and Rhodey eventually pins Tony against the couch and starts to rub his cock over Tony's bare stomach.
Tony's right hand goes under the cushions and comes back, not with a ten dollar bill, like you'd expect to find in a billionaire's basement couch, but a condom.
"How about it?" he says.
"What?" Jim is a little breathless at the change in subject.
"Well, you wouldn't do it back then," Tony says. "I don't have any lube down here -- at least nothing that isn't WD-40, and you're not putting that up my ass -- and Pepper shows up in about twenty-five minutes. So you'd have to be quick. But how about it? For old time's sake."
And Tony waves the condom. Jim still doesn't say anything, so Tony slowly, deliberately, unbuttons his jeans and kicks them off. He rolls over and spreads his legs. And licks his lips, lifts his ass in the air just a little, and slowly, deliberately, feeling as though he's in a dream, Jim leans forward and takes the condom.
Tony already his hand tucked his hand around his cock and is stroking himself hard again.
10.
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes, Tony was --
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes, Tony was more than a little in love with him; twenty years on, Jim realizes, Tony will always be in love with the illusion of not being alone.
TIRED OF ME YET, IRON MAN FANDOM?
All the good porn in this is basically ripped straight out of the head ofmontana_crows. No, seriously. Every. Last. Drop of it. And most of the phrasing, too.
ferricent.0.
At fifteen, Tony Stark can count the number of times he remembers falling asleep in a room with another person in the room.
1.
At fifteen, Tony Stark has never really lived with somebody who wasn't his parent. Housekeepers and live-in nannies don't count.
2.
It's a nice house that Tony's parents rented for him to live in, and Tony sits on the edge of the kitchen counter with his jeans down around his ankles. Jim has his hand between Tony's legs, running up the thighs, stroking Tony's balls. When he closes his hand around Tony's dick, and Tony sucks on Jim's tongue like he wishes it were Jim's cock.
Ten minutes later, he's doing exactly that. His jeans are still down around his ankles, but he's on his knees on the kitchen floor, and the handle of the silverware cabinet -- house came furnished -- is bumping Jim in the small of the back. Tony has his hands just underneath the handle, hanging onto Jim's ass and giving up, with enthusiasm, every inch of his mouth and tongue and throat.
And yeah, the pizza guy rings the doorbell.
3.
"How long have you been working for your dad, Tony? Since you were four? Six? Ten? Jesus, that's kind of fucked up."
Tony shrugs and opens his beer.
4.
Jim is a little weirded out by the idea of fucking Tony up the ass, so one night, on the couch, Tony decides to show him how it's done.
The TV is on CNN and Rhodey has Fluid Dynamics on his knees, and Tony has Tony decides he's had enough of studying and working for his dad, so he casually yanks off his sweatpants, pulls a thing of lube out of his goddamn bookbag, the one he takes problem sets to class in, and it's still in the drugstore brown bag, and Jim can only imagine what the cashier must've thought -- and Tony slicks one finger. He traces it down his stomach, making there's a streak that catches the light. He wants to make sure he has Jim's attention and then, he fingerfucks himself on the couch with one leg looped over the arm and the other curled underneath him. Yeah, four fingers means that he can't get any of them very deep, but it's the visual effect.
In fact, Tony jerks himself off when doing it. Noisily. With his head tilted back and his hips rock back and forth on his fingers. He gasps. He begs. At one point, when his head is hanging over the back of the couch, he even moans Jim's name,.
And then he finishes, looks Jim over with his eyebrows raised, pulls up his sweatpants, and walks to the kitchen to wash off.
Jim doesn't say anything.
While Tony soaps his hands, though, Jim comes over and pins Tony's hips against the sink hard enough to make the cupboard underneath rattle. He breathes into Tony's ear, more than a little shaky, and presses against Tony's ass. They're wearing their pants, and Jim doesn't even come close to putting his dick into Tony's ass that night. Tony's hands are soaped up and wet, so he doesn't even touch Jim with his hands, but Jim slides his hands underneath Tony's shirt and touches the damp spot on Tony's stomach, strokes his balls and dick, and even goes back, bac --
So yeah, for a while, Tony looks as smug as if he'd invented cold fusion from the components of a Lunchables box.
5.
Tony goes out on a date with a girl.
6.
Jim goes out on a date with a different girl.
7A.
One morning, Jim is in the bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face when Tony comes in through the window -- the window, not the door. He was out all night on a date. Didn't come home. There's a rose trellis that reaches up past the second floor, and Tony drops into the bathroom in a shower of leaves and thorns and dirt and God-only-knows-what-else. There are scratches on his hands and a rip in his leather jacket.
Jim almost chokes on his toothbrush.
"What the -- "
Yeah, he'd been brushing his teeth, so it was Winterfresh mint, but it still sort of tastes like mint, only with fruit cooler and girl's lip gloss layered on top, and Jesus Christ, Tony is already unzipping Jim's fly. He licks the bottom of his lip even though, what, it's been four or five hours since Tony got laid?
"Not this morning, Tony," Jim says. "Already running late. We've got class in twenty-five minutes, too."
And Tony shrugs and walks off towards his bedroom, humming Little fucking Lies and shedding clothes along the way. First, his shoes. Then, jeans. Tony shucks off his shirt and jacket almost as an afterthought, then stands in the doorway of his bedroom, taking his socks off.
"Fuck, we're going to be late," Jim says and puts his toothbrush down and rinses out his mouth and walks over to Tony.
7B.
Jim blows Tony. He's a little anxious about it since Tony sucks cock like that was what he was born for and not, say, advancing the human condition by being the greatest practical scientific genius since Nikola Tesla, but Tony has, sort of disturbingly, taking to sneaking into bed next to Jim and kinda curling up around him. When Jim catches Tony, Tony always claims he does it to get his morning fuck with minimum effort, but Jim is starting to have his doubts. One Saturday, he wakes up with Tony tucked around him, neat as can be. Tony has his forehead behind Rhodey's shoulderblades, and his arm is around Jim's waist. His legs are folded behind Jim's, and Jim rolls over carefully, slowly. Tony stays still half-asleep. Rhodey slides down, works Tony's sweatpants down, and puts his mouth around Tony's morning hardon.
Objectively, between the awkward position and Jim's nerves, it's a pretty shitty blowjob. Clearly not in a league even close to what Tony puts out, and yet, Tony still comes fast and hard. His eyes fly open when Rhodey's mouth touches him, and he gets to the gasping, arching, talking nonsense stage faster than Jim has ever heard him.
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes later, Tony was --
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes, Tony was more than a little in love with him;
8.
Jim has a second date with that girl. Gets to second base.
9.
Pop quiz: is Tony Stark a morning person? The answer Pepper and Rhodey and Obadiah know is that he is. Tony has never slept much past six, and twenty years later, at 6:15AM Tony tells Jim, yeah, he can come on over. He doesn't tell Jim that he has a Brazilian supermodel sleeping in the bed upstairs, but he meets Jim at the door with that information, and they go down to the shop where Tony was obviously in the middle of something. Jim isn't entirely comfortable with it because of the glass walls, but Tony backs up against the couch, and Jim gets down and blows him.
Objectively, it's a pretty goddamn good blowjob, and Tony gets off, but it's clearly for Jim's benefit. Tony gets a little more into kissing Rhodey afterwards. The two of them rolling around, and Rhodey eventually pins Tony against the couch and starts to rub his cock over Tony's bare stomach.
Tony's right hand goes under the cushions and comes back, not with a ten dollar bill, like you'd expect to find in a billionaire's basement couch, but a condom.
"How about it?" he says.
"What?" Jim is a little breathless at the change in subject.
"Well, you wouldn't do it back then," Tony says. "I don't have any lube down here -- at least nothing that isn't WD-40, and you're not putting that up my ass -- and Pepper shows up in about twenty-five minutes. So you'd have to be quick. But how about it? For old time's sake."
And Tony waves the condom. Jim still doesn't say anything, so Tony slowly, deliberately, unbuttons his jeans and kicks them off. He rolls over and spreads his legs. And licks his lips, lifts his ass in the air just a little, and slowly, deliberately, feeling as though he's in a dream, Jim leans forward and takes the condom.
Tony already his hand tucked his hand around his cock and is stroking himself hard again.
10.
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes, Tony was --
The year that Tony is fifteen, Jim realizes, Tony was more than a little in love with him; twenty years on, Jim realizes, Tony will always be in love with the illusion of not being alone.
TIRED OF ME YET, IRON MAN FANDOM?
All the good porn in this is basically ripped straight out of the head of
montana_crows. No, seriously. Every. Last. Drop of it. And most of the phrasing, too.
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Date: 2008-08-08 10:48 am (UTC)as i'm reading the story all i can think is
uh
um
good fic I liked it, just
um
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Date: 2008-08-08 12:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-09 03:31 am (UTC)I'm so sorry I gave you that impression.
I need to work on saying "I am a bit stunded, but in a good way."
*makes with the shifty eyes and kidnaps your version of Tony.*