Spiderman swung thru the New York sky in search of a friend. Corey Robinson was the closest thing he had to a best friend after Harry died. When his wife, Sylvia, had called him, earlier as Peter Parker, and told him Corey was working a story for the Bugle on the Mob and said Corey had been missing for 2 days, Peter knew it was trouble.

Kissing his own wife, Mary Jane, good-bye Peter pulled his mask over his face and leapt out into the night. That was 2 hours ago and still no sign of Corey. He'd already rousted, coerced and threatened his usual stoolies but still nothing. Suddenly, his spider-sense kicked into over drive.

He looked down and saw a man, standing on a rooftop, pointing a high caliber rifle at him. Spidey let go of his web line, dropped about 50 feet until he was below the rooftop, fired off another web line and swung around the building and accelerated up to the rooftop. The man with the rifle had no idea where Spiderman went. He was looking over the edge of the rooftop when Spiderman found him. Or rather his web line did. Spiderman's web spun around the rifle and Spidey easily yanked it from the mans grip.

"Ok, sunshine, mind telling me why you were pointing this popper at me?", Spidey started.

"Just wanted to get your attention, hero." the man said, Spidey noticing the man kept glancing down at his costume.

"Word on the street is you're looking for Corey Robinson, Bugle reporter and all around pain in the ass."

"You know where he is?" Spiderman said, anxious for any info on Corey.

"Yeah, I do. But it ain't gonna be free.", the man said.

Spiderman would hear no more and picked the man up with one arm and hung him upside down over the street, 500 feet below.

"How about this price being you don't fall down and go splat.", Spiderman tried to sound threatening. The man just laughed instead.

"Good one, man. 1st, you won't drop me because you won't kill. 2nd, you won't even hurt me if you want to know what I know. And believe me, stud, no one else has this info." Frustrated, Spiderman threw the man back up to the rooftop.

"OK, hotshot," Spidey started, "what's the price?"

The man looked him square in the eye and said, "You." Confused, Spidey walked back a step.

"What, you want to kill me? No info is worth that."

"No," the man said, "I want you. I want to feel your cock in my mouth, your hot cum shooting down my throat."

Despite himself, Spiderman had to put on an act to show some kind of revulsion. From the moment Spidey saw this stud, he couldn't keep his eyes off of him. He was about Spidey's height at 5'11" and very well built. Blonde hair, long, just below his shoulders, with it tied up into a tail. Spidey thought to himself he kind a looked like his high school friend/nemesis Flash Thompson but it didn't sound like him and Flash doesn't usually have a 5 day growth on his face, nor does he wear sunglasses.

The man, after stating what he wanted, started to massage his crotch. Spidey could tell there was an ample basket there.

"You're NUTS!!", Spidey yelled,"I'll get my lead somewhere else, thank you."

"You won't find anything. I promise.", the man said, but could only stare at Spiderman as the hero shot out across the city again. 2 hours later, Spiderman came back to the rooftop and again found the man, sitting up against a chimney.

"I told you, stud, nothing out there. I'm your only source.", the man said.

"Well, then you can forget it. You are not TOUCHING me. Got that???!!", Spidey snorted.

"Fine. Then your friend dies," the man said, turning for the rooftop door. Spiderman waited and waited until the man was almost to the door.

"ALLRIGHT!! Do it but get it over with quick. And you better hope I never see you again.", Spiderman called out to the man. The man turned to Spiderman and motioned him over with his finger. Spiderman leapt over to the man, arms at his side. The man got down on his knees and very quickly yanked down the thin spandex pants of Spidey's costume. Despite Spiderman's protest throughout this ordeal, he was about 3/4 hard when the man lowered the hero's pants. The man licked the hero's cock through the jockstrap that Spiderman wore. The man reached into the jock and hauled out Spiderman's now completely hard 9 and 1/2 inch thick cock and sank it deep into his mouth, down his throat and he slowly pulled out the web slingers dick, only to go down on it again. His mouth became a vacuum for the web heads cock, the man's head now bobbing up and down on the huge cock. Try as he might to hold back any sign of enjoyment, Spiderman began to moan and actually pump his hips into the man's face, practically fucking the studs mouth. After 5 more minutes of this, Spiderman came without warning and almost choked the man, though he swallowed as much as he could. It was only then that Spidey had noticed the man had taken out his own cock and jerked himself off to orgasm as well. Wow, was all Spidey could think. The man's cock was at least as big as his and slightly thicker.

"OK.......OK......," Spidey panted, "where is Corey?"

The man swallowed one more time, "The Cassidy abandoned warehouse on 4th St."

Spiderman had since placed his cock back into his pants and was ready to swing off. But he stopped, came around to the stranger, lightly grabbed the man's cock, pulled up his mask and planted a hot, wet kiss on the man's mouth, Spidey's hand stroking the half hard cock.

"Any more info will cost you extra, hero.", the man said, smiling.

"Promise?", Spiderman responded, dabbing a little of the man's spent cum on his finger and licking it off.

Spidey shot out his web line and swung off.

As he watched him swing off, his cock back in his pants, Flash Thompson removed the blonde wig and sunglasses and couldn't wait for Spiderman's next payoff.