Peter's Descent Part Four

Peter’s eyes opened and he instantly closed them as the room spun.

He heard someone chuckle, “Oh look, you’re awake.”

“Where?” Peter croaked, his mouth dry as a desert.

“Somewhere safe,” the voice said as a sharp stab of pain cut into his arm.

Peter’s eyes shot open in time to see the man from the porn shoot pulling a syringe back, “What did…” and then a heat rushed through his body as he fell back onto the bed.

“How’s the feel Spider-Man?”

“Ohhh…” Peter moaned, not even catching that the man knew his identity.

“Yeah, you’re flying…” something was thrown on top of him, “Put it on.”

Moving like he was underwater, Peter began to pull his costume on, the feel of the cloth against his skin was incredible. Every movement, every touch was erotic as anything and he felt his cock begin to throb.

“Ok, stand up, take a look in the mirror…” the man demanded.

Peter stood up, stumbling slightly and looked at himself in the mirror…he looked…good?

“Oh, you look good Spider-Man, look at your cock…”

Peter’s hands moved over his body as he shivered, he felt so sexy…

“Here, sit down…” the man said, moving a chair over, show me that big boy.

Peter sat down and looked at the camera, his cock pushing up towards his abs, he had never realized how sexy his costume was…why didn’t he do this before?

The man pulled out a switchblade and cut a hole to expose Peter’s crotch, “There we go…get on the bed…”

Peter nodded like a zombie and climbed on to the bed, his hard cock slipping out of his uniform…

“Nice,” the man said, still filming, “So hot…spread those legs for me slut…lemme see your Spidey Cunt.”

Peter spread his legs, holding his cock as the man zoomed in, “You liking this?”

Peter nodded, feeling flush.

“Well, you’re in luck…cause there are some people here dying to fuck Spider-Man.” The man called out, “Come on in boys…”

The door opened, and some men walked into the room while Peter’s cock refused to go down…