Men and women looked more or less the same from behind and that helped. Of course, Steve didn't have the curves Tony associated with women. And there was something more between his legs, but it wasn't an issue. Not right now. He'd gotten over it with the whole jerking off thing.

Tony moved his hands up Steve's spine and took hold of his hips. He tugged him back and down, Tony was on the short side after all. When they were lined up, he tried to be a little more patient with probing with his fingers but, honestly, he couldn't help but move the process along a little.

Needless to say, condoms were involved. Tony was gentle, but hurried just the same. It wasn't until he found himself buried in a newly deflowered Captain America that he could finally breathe.

He missed the heat of another person.