Summary: peter is kind of really fucked up
WARNING: self harm, underage drinking, underage drugs, underage sex and all that stuff, mentions of anorexia
set after endgame but nat and tony survived and Peter is 15
(Sorry if there are any grammar mistakes I'm German)
It was simple, Peter just wanted the others to be proud of him, he wanted to be the best ever so Bucky Sam and Steve would finally stop making fun of him, he wanted to be the best ever so he would get atleast one little "I'm proud of you" but he never got that he simply was ignored, sure he was glad tony had a real kid now but tony never payed attention to him anymore, Natasha was busy with her sister because they wanted to make their sibling relationship stronger and the others, well, he wasn't really sure but he knew that they were ignoring him as well. So he finally decided to stop, stop trying to be the perfect kid heck Ned and MJ already left him because he was too focused on his grades. So he decided, "since no one cares, I can do whatever I want"
He stopped going out as Spider-Man and of course none of them noticed
Right now he was getting ready to go out with his friends that he found at the club, he put on black baggy low waisted jeans and a tight white crop top and over that a big leather jacket, he looked at his phone and realized he was gonna be late so he quickly grabbed his pack of cigarettes and his lighter and out the door he was
-5 minutes later-
"There you are dipshit!" His now bestfriends said they quickly hugged eachother and the rest of the group hugged Peter too " so what are we doing" he asked "this new club just opened up we totally gotta go there" "alright"
Time skip cause I'm lazy
It had been about 4 hours and everyone was as drunk as they could be and they were sitting at a table with a bunch of other people, Peter was sitting on some guys lap he didn't know who the guy was but he knew that the guy was muscular and strong
Well they were not only drunk but also high as a kite, when Peter wanted to take another drag,the guy snatched out of his hand took a drag himself and now they were shotgunning it was an amazing feeling, it felt euphoric even. The shotgunning between the two soon turned into a full on make out session "why don't we take this somewhere else?" The still unknown guy said "of course but where?" "My apartment" "well then lead me to it" "if I can lead you to somewhere else afterwards then sure" "you are so naughty" Peter said while chuckling
The guy picked Peter up and carried him out of the club "GO GET THAT D PETER!" One of his friends yelled after him, but he just gave them the middle finger, when they got in the car Peter finally asked the question "so what's your name?" "It's Matt how about you?" "I'm Peter" "well Peter then let's get to my apartment" "alright Matt"
-Time skip again cause I'm too lazy to write smut-
Peter woke up the next morning with sore legs and a sore back, he looked to his side only to see a hot ass dude laying there shirtless and then he remembered last night all though it was a blur
They were on his bed
"You're doing so good for me, tight little ass sucking up my fingers so good"
"Ah f-fuck~"
"f-faster please m-matt"
"That's not my name baby"
Then came a hard thrust
"OH~ FUCK daddy"
"Such a good boy"
"Beautiful Boy"
"Please g-go harder"
"Anything for you baby"
