P...Peter

>P...Peter..

Other urls found in this thread:

youtu.be/LdnmCiAivyY
youtu.be/Nwi1Tq50nVY
youtu.be/vpejckQgpeg
twitter.com/SFWRedditGifs

posting in a peter posting thread

>H-he looked Italian...

>Touch my weener.

Wew Raimi.

>..Peter, i know you and aunt may have been fooling around. *cough*
>peter, sobbing, is surprised. "h-how do y-"
>"she video tapes the whole thing, peter." reveals uncle ben as his breathing becomes more labored. "....i..i came up with the idea." *coughs*
>peter's mind is reeling as he realizes that he's ben played.
>*rimshot*

>b..bring back mcnugget szechuan sauce in time for the Walt Disney Productions new live action Mulan coming Fall 2018

>P....Peter....C-check....these....digits!

>peter's sobs wane as he accepts the truth of his foolishness.
>"i was hired by j.j. to get some footage of,,," he pauses to take a breath, " footage of you having sex."
>"w-what!" says peter and leans back feeling even more betrayed and humiliated.

>P...Peter...Don't trust the niggers or kikes....

Not sure how this recurring joke started but I like it.

>"what? why?" peter asks with a troubled face.
>"...j.j. is the head of an underground porn ring here in...." uncle ben's eyes glimmer and he looks past peter as his last breath leaves his body.
>"....uncle ben?" peter says eyes swelling with tears "UNCLE BEN?!" he says louder and leans in over ben's body, shaking him as if that would bring him back.
>peter begins to sob uncontrollably sounding more like a little bitch than would seem possible. "uncle ben, nooo." he manages.

sometimes it's funny. most of the times it's not.

P-peter the recipe...dont let the kikes steal it.

>P... Peter! Please... come up... with a funnier meme...

>tell the cops he was puerto rican

What I don't get was what the fuck was the point of this scene?

>pull my finger Peter
WhoahoahoahoaHOA RAIMI

>peter still crying, confused and feeling humiliated, gets up and makes his way to the nearest payphone.
>he enters the booth and fumbles for some change as calms down.
>he dials up mary jane's number.
>the phone rings a few times. "come m.j. pick up the phone." peter says lightly with urgency. "pick up."

fucking lol.

>the last time I saw uncle ben he invited me to watch hitler speeches and I ran away like a bitch

>recurring joke

You mean epic meme?

>Ben looks straight into the camera

>meanwhile at m.j.'s place.
>"hu hooo ooooohhh yyyeesss oooh fuck me harder harry!"
>"oh yeah. you like that bitch!" says harry, huffing and puffing pumping and thrusting.
>mj, bent over the edge of her bed "ooo huuu haaa yyyeaa"

i'm open to suggestions on where to go from here if anyone cares. i'll wait a few minutes before i begin typing the next post.

>"Aunt May I haven't been entirely honest with you..."

...

Are you the alf guy

harry should answer

The fuck?

Pizza Time?

youtu.be/LdnmCiAivyY

yes i am. i got burned out yesterday. sorry. this meme has potential to be good so i thought i's start a story on it too.

It's all good man some stories run their course. You should sign your posts or somethin, even though that defeats the purpose

i thought about coming up with a name but decided against it. once i get my style of telling stories down you'll be able to tell. well at least it will be more obvious.

>P...Peter..
>You're a big guy

>mj's phone begins to ring.
>"harry, stop. i need to ans-"
>"i anint stopping 'till i come baby." says harry as he continues jamming his sixer into mj's cute ass. "YYEEEAAAH!" he yells with lust and starts fuckin' her harder with slower thrusts.
>"hhoo ooo" moans mj biting her upper lip. "i'm expe-...oo.. a..haaaooo god harry." mj, expecting and important phone call can't help but give in to the rush of the orgasm that was streaming throughout her body. "ffffuuuc- haarryyy!"
>the phone just continues to ring as the two stink up mj's lack luster apartment which is plastered with posters and pics of film and broadway icons.
>*ring*
>*ring*
>*ring*
>"MOTHERFUCKER!" shouts harry and he reaches for the phone.
>"no!" pleads mj with a look of fear and ecstasy.
>"hello." answers harry with an angry and annoyed but proper tone with his dick still buried in mj's ass.
>"h-harry?" peter asks confused and concerned as to why harry would be answering mj's phone.
>there is an awkward silence for a moment between the two and mj is lying there, with the buzz and rush of her orasm subsiding, waiting with impatience and fear as to who could be on the other end of the line.

You're a pussy

youtu.be/Nwi1Tq50nVY

It was pretty organic. Basically someone kept posting that scene where Peter makes a gay joke to Macho Man Randy Savage and it escalated.

A STINKY STINKY BIG GUY FOR YOUUUU!!!! EPIC MEME FRIEND UUUU!!!!111 RAISES PAW HAHAHA CIA EPIC HAHAHA

>"...peter...hey buddy. whats up?" says harry with genuine smile. "mj is mine peter." harry thinks to himself feeling smug.
>mj's eyes widen with surprise followed by a look of relief. she pushes harry off of her, his boner sliding out makes her quiver with pleasure. she reaches for the phone.
>"peter! hey." she says. "what are you up to? i haven't seen or talked to you since tuesday."
>no answer from peter.
>"peter, you still there?" she asks.
>"y-yeah, i'm here. whats harry doing there?"
>"harry? oh...uh.." she panics and looks to harry for an answer.
>harry, finishing putting his pants back on, looks at her and shrugs. then as if he had a stroke of genius forms a circle with his index and thumb on his left hand and sticks his right index finger through it. mj shakes her head in annoyed disapproval.
>"mj?" asks peter fearing her and harry may fucking behind his back.

i'm still open to suggestions. i'll use it if i like it.

*may be fucking behind his back.

...

>"tell the cops he was puerto rican"

>But, Uncle Ben he had blond hair and freckles
>If I'm dying at least let me take one of those greasy-skinned pencil-bearded faggots with me!"

>"..ah, we bumped into each other at the park and then went got something to eat at...um.." her mind searches in desperation for what else to say.
>"it doesn't matter." says peter with a bit of sadness, and convinced by his jealousy, that she is lying.
>"oh." says mj, somewhat relieved. there's a short pause. "soo why did you call me then, peter?" asks mj as harry finishes putting his clothes and shoes on.
>mj signals for him to wait. he nods and sits on the bed, playfully stroking an imaginary boner and flicking his tongue at mj.
>she smiles at him and makes a dick sucking gesture with her free hand next to her mouth and synchronously pushes her tongue against her cheek. harry nods and smiles in approval.
>"uncle ben is dead." harry says bluntly. "he was shot by a nigger or a kike or a latino or something. i don't know."
>"what!" replies mj, concerned and shocked at what peter has told her. she turns to tell harry, who is now actually jacking off behind her. "uncle bens dead. he was robbed by a kike and shot by a nigger or something. it's not clear. but he's dead."
>harry stops stroking his schlong "what!"
>"do you mind if i come over to your place mj?" asks peter
>"but what about aunt may? does she know? is she all right?" mj asks with concern.
>"i don't want to talk to her right now, and yes she is ok." peter says annoyed and angry at the thought of what her and uncle ben has done to him.
>"shouldn't you call t-"
>"i said i don't want to talk to her right now. didn't you hear me?" peter says sternly. "so is it ok for me to come over now?"
>"yes, of course peter. harry and i will be waiting for you. be careful."
>peter slams the phone on the hook, exists the booth and proceeds to flag a cab.

just to tease, this story is about to get fucked up. if you read my alf story you'll have an idea..

>f-fuckin spics Peter, it was a fuckin beaner! S-save Gibraltar Peter, gas them all!

Top kek this is brilliant. Id post an epic laughing reaction pic but I'm on my phone m8.

I cant believe Raimi actually shot the actor for real for this scene

>then as if he had a stroke of genius forms a circle with his index and thumb on his left hand and sticks his right index finger through it
I unironically saw James Franco do this in my mind.

Peter, the pussy eater
No, it's the E, the muthafuckin' pussy beater,
And I'm the 'Quicker-Picker-Upper" quick to pick up a bitch,
So come here bitch and lick up the - lick up the - lick up the dick!

...

>"A white guy... I... I can't believe it. After all these years... after all the time I spent working to maintain the white man's grip on our great nation, I get gunned down by one of my own. I can't believe it. I used to fight against the civil rights protesters in these very streets, Pete. I made it out of the war without so much as a scratch on me... and for what? To get taken out by one of our own men? Why? How could this happen...?"
>"Uncle Ben... he... he kinda looked Italian to me..."
>Uncle Ben sheds a tear as he draws his last breath, a smile slowly forming across his face
>"Thank you, Pete... you're a good kid...."

>peter, sitting in the cab and on his way to mj's, can't shake his growing anger. "why would uncle ben and aunt may do this to me?" he punches the protective barrier without restraint and it shatters.
>the indian cab drivers shouts:"what the fuck man! what the fuck!" slams on the breaks and flees in the middle of traffic and gets hit by a passing car, flipping him up and tumbling across the hood, roof, and trunk finally coming to rest on the pavement.
>the car directly behind the one that hit the cab driver swerves to maneuver around him and ends up on the sidewalk running over a sleeping bum and crashing into a sub-way sandwich shop.
>panic and chaos erupt around peter as citizens both flee and surround the area. some street cops are calling the scene in on there walkie talkies.
>"FUCK" peter shouts. he tries to think for a moment on what to do but the anger and hate he feels for his aunt may and uncle been combined with the fear and jealousy concerning mj and harry's hangouts and now this situation he has created overwhelms peter. "FUCK FUCK FUUUUCCCKK" he shouts slamming his fists against the door.
>*WHAM*
>*WHAM*
>he leans across the seat a kicks the fuckin' door with all his might.
>"HHEEEEYYAAAAHHHH" cries and the door is sent tumbling in the air.
>meanwhile a nearby sewer lid pops off with incredible force as a black mass creeps and oozes out onto the street.
>peter exits the cab not giving a shit if people see him and what he has done. he's breathing heavy, chest expanding and contracting with each forceful inhale and exhale. he readies himself for a leap, but at that moment, is tackled and engulfed by a blob of pure darkness and evil.

>Let me tell you about the jews and their lies.

>aunt may is in peters room putting away the clothes of his she just washed and dried.
>shes smiling as she reflects on the last time she was in there. "i can't wait until those two get back." she thinks to herself.
>"i wonder if they would be up for a three three way this time? mr jameson would pay a little more for that, surely."
>just then the phone begins to ring downstairs. "oh,damn." she says aloud frustrated, and scurries down to answer the phone.
>she makes it just in time "hello, parker residence, this is may, who is calling?"
>"its me, aunt may, mary jane?"
>"ohh, deary! i havn't talk to you in a long while. how are things with you?"
>there is a long and awkward pause.
>"mary jane? you still there sweety?" aunt may ask with concern.
>"yeah, i'm still here..... um...." she looks to harry, harry encourages her while putting in a new tape for the camera.
>"i need to tell you something in person. do you mind coming over to my place. peter and harry are here too."
>"where's ben, is he there as well? he was supposed to pick peter at the library." she asks feeling concerned that something might have happened to her husband.
>"shit" mj thinks "yes! hes here too, silly me?" she says laughingly. harry fixes the camera position and looks at mj giving her the O.K. sign in a sarcastic way and rolling his eyes.
>"this is suspicious." thinks aunt may. "all right. i'll get ready and be there shortly, ok?"
>"yep. see you soon. i can't wait to tell you the news. bye."
>"bye,bye, dear."
>*click*
>harry, now relaxing on the window sil with his arms crossed, says, guilt free: "i hope she doesn't get the news of the old man first. i'm really looking forward to her and peter being here at the same time for this one."

>"A-aunt may, w-what are you doing !"

>Sally field
>Marissa tomei

Aunt may has been such a baddie for years

>peter is scuffling with the black blob. he struggles to peel it off as it is surprisingly strong.
>"eeaaahh hhhrrrraaa" grunts peter ripping a throwing a piece of the symbiote against the wrecked cab. it reaches out and grabs peter by the leg and pulls itself onto peter and begins ripping his pants off.
>"what the!? haaaa nnoooo!"
>the symbiote begins to rip all of peters clothes off.
>a crowd has gathered to witness the struggle.
cameras are flashing and people pulling out there phones calling who knows who.
>peter, now pinned and completely helpless, screams out in terrror "AAAAAHHHHHH", as the symbiote forms a human shaped phallus and shoves it down peters throat.
>peter gags and the dick is pulled out and thrust back in but this time not a forceful.
>in 'n out in 'n out the cock goes.
>peter is now choking and sobbing at what is happening.

>he can't help but feel like a bitch, like a little girl.
he feels his sexuality wane between female and male.
>in his mind he can't comprehend what he's feeling.; the terror, confusion, hate, anger.....the excitement of it all. "what's happening to me?" he thinks to himself.
>the symbiote continues to fuck peters mouth as the crowd looks on in complete bewilderment and shock.
>eddie brock, a freelance photographer like peter, stands in the crowd, his camera flashing like machine gun fire. "oh,wow!" hes says aloud "look at the size of it." some blonde white bitch says next to him. "yeah!" says eddie with a lustful enthusiasm and wishing it was him in peters position.

...for this month

so how am i doing with this one so far?

I like the shock schlock. Maybe push a little more of the heavyhanded racial overtones, or just off the wall shit

youtu.be/vpejckQgpeg

Liike this

>Daddy...

>*BEEP BEEP* honks the cab aunt may called for.
>she walks out the front door, closes and locks it, and makes her way to the cab.
>she gets in. and immediate scrunches her face, puts her hand over her mouth and holds her breath.
>the fat smelly italian driver turns his head over his shoulder and asks where she would like to go. "where to ma'am?"
>aunt may manages to give him the address of mary jane's apartment while she frantically rolls down the rear passenger side window.
>the cab takes off towards its destination in a speedy manner throwing aunt may against the door then across the seat. "WHOOOOAAAA"
>just as the cab rounds the corner a cop car arrives at the parker residence.
>meanwhile at mary jane's place harry and her are discussing about what is about to transpire.
>"look." says harry "all i'm saying is this pays good and its harmless."
>"i'm no concerned about the pay, harry. i just feel bad about what where doing to peter and aunt may." mj takes a seat in one of her only two kitchen chairs.
>harry walks and leans against the counter cooly and says: "don't feel bad about it."
>"why?" asks mj
>harry smiles and huffs while crossing his arms and looking into the other room. pauses for a moment.
>"well?" demands mj "spit it out, harry."
>harry looks at mj and his smile fades as he starts to feel slightly sorry for peter. "because, his uncle ben and aunt may have been secretly filming peter fucking aunt may in his room and selling it to j.j." he continues to look at her, tilts his head, cocks an eye brow and smirks.
>mary jane is speechless. she sits there in disbelief.
>"so don't worry or feel bad about it,ok." he says.

>Norman: What do you want?
>Green Goblin: To say what you CAN'T, to do what you WON'T, to stop anyone who gets in your way!
>(holds up newspaper, the main headline if which reads: "LOCAL SYNAGOGUE BURNED TO THE GROUND")

>.....*groan*....Peter, please maintain the /NatSoc/ general threads on Sup Forums for me after I'm gone for you see I am a virulent racist and antisemite and a member of the National Socialist Party and also a poster on Sup Forums.org/pol/

>I-it's alright, kid. I'll meet mein fuhrer now

back to some peter action. ( wink wink )

>the symbiote flips peter over forcing his head on the ground while still fucking his mouth with its big black sybiote cock.
>by now, peter is slurping and sucking like a starved slut.
>the symbiote raises peters ass up, while keeping his head pinned, and forms another bbsc.
>"ooooo, you know where that one's going!" some Sup Forums degenerate yells from the crowd. and laughter erupts followed with cheers and clapping.
>the symbiote jams its monster pecker deep inside peter's anus.
>peter lets out a cry of pain thats muffled by the dick in his mouth.
>the symbiote starts to pull the dick out and thrusts it back in. pulls slightly then thrusts it back in. a medium pace sets and the pain turns to pleasure.
>peter is moaning and slurping and sucking with fervor now. enjoying every moment. and, then he begins to remember the anger and hate he holds in his heart and soul.
>the symbiote enters peters mouth and creeps its way inside his organs, his blood and his cells, with the goal of changing him on a molecular level.
>peter begins to orgasm and starts to shutter and quiver.
>the symbiote enters peter's nose to get to his brain, fusing itself to it and remapping peter's neural pathways.
>peter, in complete ecstasy, feels his former identity, physiology, sexuality, everything he thought and new he was, fade and a new one emerge.
>with the fusion and metamorphosis complete, the monster picks itself up off the ground, while an astonished crowd looks on.

>no man of spiders
you might as well delete this board right now

That it?

>the crowd stares in wonder at what was once a whiny bitch boy getting raped by some black blob of goop.
>"whoa!" the crowd roars in unison as the monster takes a few bonding steps and leaps into the air and shoot some sort of rope out of its wrist.
>"its just like spider-man!" some kid says excitedly.
>she is fucking beautiful a big burly black tranny says while clasping his hands in front of his heart.
>"she!?" the says surprised. "i thought it was a man the black stuff was wrestling with." the kid says.
>"all right all right." some /hm/ says cooly and in a laid back manner. "i was into public rape and humiliation before it was cool to be."
>over a mega phone: "OK PEOPLE CALM DOWN AND DON'T NO ONE GO NO WHERES EITHER." a cop commands. "WE NEED TO QUESTION AS MANY OF YOU PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE AS TO WHAT YOUS ALL HAVE WITNESSED."
>"the best live show of my life! that's what i witnessed officer." some guy in the crowd hollers out. this provokes cheers and laughter in his immediate area.
>"QUIET DOWN DAMMIT."

nope. just takes me a while sometimes. i like to read back through the posts for inspiration.

>In regard to the filming of the rape scene, Maguire said, "When I wanted to do the rape scene, I explained to [Kirsten Dunst] that I was going to hit her and rape her. There was no emotional relationship between us, because I had put a clause in all my contracts stating that they would not make love with Spider-man. We had never talked to each other. I knew nothing about her. We went to the desert with two other people: the photographer and Raimi. No one else. he said, 'I'm not going to rehearse. There will be only one take because it will be impossible to repeat. Roll the cameras only when I signal you to.' Then I told her, 'Pain does not hurt. Hit me.' And she hit me. I said, 'Harder.' And she started to hit me very hard, hard enough to break a rib... I ached for a week. After she had hit me long enough and hard enough to tire her, I said, 'Now it's my turn. Roll the cameras.' And I really... I really... I really raped her. And she screamed."[1]

it's times like these im realy jelly of the mods' ability to view post history.

>p-peter....it's the white man's responsibility to discipline the lesser races...*cough*...

what the fuck, Raimi

>Dammit Parker, why did you get me these pictures of a Holocaust memorial - you think the Daily Bugle is a fictional newspaper?

Wow, a low strike from Raimi

>Marty quick come with me!
>Doc?! What's going on?
>We have to go back and fix the past! Prevent a horrible future!
>The past? What happened doc?
>It's the jews Marty! They started their plan to destroy the white race by promoting mass immigration and the decay of traditional values! It's too late now! You have to fix it in 1964!

Always bothered me how they changed this scene when they shot it again for the second movie.

Why after the 93424 Times my sides are still in orbit

>harry and mary jane are all over each other making out in the kitchen when they hear a knock at the door..
>*knock knock knock*
>harry pulls his head back while mj looks towards the door. "must be aunt may." harry concludes and backs up while fixing his shirt and wiping the slobber from his mouth.
>mj fixes her hair and shirt and also wipes the slobber from her mouth. she pauses and takes breath and then peeks through the peep hole.
>she doesn't see any one there.
>she calls out "hello? any one out there?" while straining to see down both ways of the hall and the floor at the door.
>she turns to look at harry, who is now cupping and squeezing his cock and balls so he looks bigger in his skinny jeans, and lets out a slight chuckle while covering her mouth.
>"i didn't see any one out there."
>"dammit!" says harry. "i'm ready to get this show started." as he quickly moves his hand up and down while grasping his junk.
>there's another knock at the door. this time more forceful, making a booming sound with each hit.
>*BOOM*
>*BOOM*
>*BOOM
>the knocks ring out, startling both harry and mj.
>mj gasps and screeches while she takes a few quick steps back, tripping over her rug and falling into the night stand.
>harry tries to grab her but he slips on the smooth surface of the kitchen preventing him from saving her fall.
>mj slams into the night stand and knocks the radio to the floor. switching it on.
>metallica's 'for whom the bell tolls' begins to play.

Wtf is this thread

>harry rushes to mj's side and helps her to her feet. "you alright!" he asks concerned.
>"MAKES HIS FIGHT ON THE HILL IN THE EARLY DAY"
>"my sides.." she winces "..hurt."
>harry helps her to the kitchen chair. "do you think that might have been peter?" ask harry paranoid and confused.
>"CONSTANT DEEP INSIDE"
>harry quickly but cautiously moves towards the door.
>"SHOUTING GUN, ON THEY RUN, THROUGH THE ENDLESS GRAY"
>mj holds her sides as she straightens up in the chair.
>"ON THEY FIGHT, FOR THEY ARE RIGHT, YES, BUT WHO'S TO SAY"
>harry cautiously looks out the peep hole and jumps back instantly. "ho shit!"
>"what!?" asks mj frightened.
>"FOR ON A HILL, MEN WOULD KILL, WHY , THEY DO NOT KNOW"
>"i saw something move out there. a shadow i think." he looks towards mj as he finishes his sentence and begins slowly walking towards mj.
>"STIFFENED WOUNDS TEST THEIR PRIDE"
>"turn that off, harry, please." she says desperately and annoyed.
>harry moves to tune the radio off.
>just then there's a feint knock at the door, barely audible.
>*knock*
>*knock*
>*knock*
>harry and mj look at each other with wide eyes.mj gets up and slowly moves towards the door. "wait!" harry says. mj stops.
>a few moments pass as they both stand in the kitchen spooked as to who in might be. metallica is still blaring from the radio.

>"my sides.." she winces "..hurt."

Me rn

>aunt may stands out side of mary jane's apartment door with a face of disapproval regarding the loud, although muffled, music coming from inside.
>"MEN OF FIVE STILL ALIVE THROUGH THE RAGING GLOW"
>"hello! mary jane!? it's aunt may."
>"GONE INSANE FROM THE PAIN THAT THEY SURELY KNOW"
>"yes, aunt may! hang on!" says mj slightly relieved, and moves to unlock the door.
>"i can't get this fucking thing to turn off." says harry frustrated, and throws it into the the living space where in bounces off the couch and against the wall, jarring the batteries out of it.
>the music quits.
>aunt may notices some scuff marks, and what appears to be drool, on the door. she makes a disgusted face at it.
>she hears the locks on the door being undone.

should have posted in a Dubs thread.

that's the last one tonight. if this thread is still up later in the morning i'll finish it. it'll end here in the apartment.
it's a little after 1 am where i live. i should be back on before noon to finish it off, after i get some sleep.
thanks for reading. hope you enjoy it.

>"Now Peter, when we get to the bank, let me do the talking. I've dealt with kikes like these for years. Sure, in the old days, a little leg might due, maybe a batt of the ole' lashes, or even a quick round in the back office. *Heh-heh* It was a different time Peter, and for a single girl in the city to get a car loan from one of these hook-nosed-vermin, a she had to resort, to..things. And the promises they would make! The shameful, transparent promises Peter! "You wanna be a movie, Doll?" "Wanna see you face on a billboard?" And oh! What 19 year old doesn't. I was so young, Peter! But one film turns to two, then three, and before you know it you're on your knees in a billiards room's basement, tied at the ankles, infront of a negro and behind a dwarf, and that bus ride from Ohio seems like a lifetime away. But those days are past, and I won't have my only nephew paraded around in a back office so some faggot kike can get his rocks off. So let me do the talking, Peter, they're not jewing me out of my toaster."

The thread will most definitely die by that time

the alf one didn't.

>THINK ABOUT IT, HEBREW

.

>P... Peter... you have to... protect Bannon. He's the only one who cares about us... about whites. Without him their plan won't be stopped... He's the only one fighting for us... for our... future. Protect Bannon... protect the white... race...

Best one yet

...

Can someone post man of spiders? It's been a while since I've seen it.

Lel

my fucking sides

my fucking

oh fuck

i dislocated a rib

drool all over my face

Underrated

I fucking love these threads

>he's ben played