Peter acts his age

Peter watches as the stuffed pouch of his speedo struggled to expand further.

"Oh no..." He says groaning as the pressure forces one of his growing nuts out of the pouch and hang there heavily. It was huge, hairless and about the size of a tennis ball. His hand reached to cover himself, but instantly knew it was a mistake. He moaned as his hand brushed against it. It felt so heavy and full. As his hand cradled it, he could swear he could feel it churn. Peter groaned again, he had to focus, to resist, he was feeling so warm, so...
"Oh come on, dont..." Peter says as his dick twitches gasping as he feels liquid shoot out into his pouch.
"You can't be... Serious..." Peter says interrupted by a moan as he feels another twitch to cause more pre-cum squirting into his speedo. He watched, blushing as he saw a wet spot rapidly grow and drip as his dick started to harden.

"Just breathe... breATHE!" Peter says trying and failing to calm himself as his hardening dick grows past capacity and pushes free of his speedo. Peter moaned as his massive semi-hard dick grew pat the size of a ruler, twitching and sending more pre-cum squirting out the large mushroom tip and splashing onto the floor
"Deadpool please... stop!" Peter begged as his semi-hard dick hung out from his crotch, attempting to stand erect but bending under its own weight as pre-cum continued to squirt out with every hardening twitch.

"You know what your problem is Peter?" Deadpool says casually

"I don't... I don't have a p-problem... P-please... stop..." Peter says, struggling between moans as his dick juts out ridiculously in front of him, bobbing up and down with every twitch still somehow not at its full size and slowly growing harder and longer.

"But Peter you do, you're so serious, you need to relax"

"I can't I'm--"

"You're a teenager, and you should act your age and be the horny teenager you are expected to be"

"I'm not... oh shit... oh fuuuuck" Peter moans as his dick throbs becoming bigger and harder with every twitch and every pulse till his oversized dick is fully painfully hard. It hung out in front of him, bent upward, twitching wildly in front of him while pre-cum flowed down his length before dripping off his large balls, splashing and occasionally dripping on his shoes.
"I... Uh.... Uh..."Peter moaned incoherently, he was so horny it was hard to think straight. He reached out with his hands and gripped at his heavy dick. It felt incredible, it was so big, too big, part of him knew that but in his hands the length felt amazing. Right now, he didn't care about logic, he loved his too big dick and he wanted, no, needed to play with it.

Peter began sliding his hands up and down biting his lip as his hands became slick and the pleasure built. Fuck he needed this, he needed this so bad. It was like he was like... oh fuck... he was like a horny teenager, one who hadn't jerked off for weeks. Peter's hand gripped at the head of his dick and squeezed, he knew what he had to do, what Deadpool made a horny teenager like him need. What he was neglecting, what would really make him cum.

While one hand squeezed and rubbed at his head, the other hand reached behind, slick with precum and slid the speedo down and inserted it into his ass. 'Oh man, that... oh man!' Peter thought to himself as one by one he used more fingers to satisfy his needy hole. Peter moaned as his fingers slid in and out of him. He wanted more, he needed more. A part of his mind recoiled at this. He wasn't gay, he wasn't some teenage bottom slut, he was Spider-Man and he was... oh fuck, he was about to cum.

Peter moaned as he shoved his fingers hard against his prostate, pushing him over the edge as he climaxed all over the bathroom floor sending wave after wave of thick ropes of cum splashing on the tile till finally the geyser of cum ebbed and eventually slowed to a trickle.

Peter head cleared and he quickly removed his fingers from his ass, frowning slightly as his hungry ass didn't seem any less hungry even after all that. He stood there panting in disbelief looking at the mess he made, wondering what he was going to do.

Then the bell rang. He was late for class...