A/N: Don't own just enjoy playing in their world and yes I am working on the next chapter of Big Brothers….. Don't forget to R & R, does this old heart some good and encourages me to keep going…..

STEVE RELEASE OF PRESSURE

Bruce walks into Tony lab to find him leaning over a magnify glass while working on some intricate wiring on the leg piece of one of his Iron Man suits. Hearing the door open and closed Tony didn't look up but just called out, "Steve you finally back, we thought you got lost on the way home from the medical exams, you better have brought some dinner home with you" when Tony received no response he looks up to find Bruce standing there eating a apple and looking oddly at Tony.

"Steve's not back yet?" Bruce asks and Tony shrugs a shoulder.

"Not that I'm aware of, Jarvis has Steve returned to the Tower yet?" Tony calls out.

"Sir Captain Rogers returned about an hour ago." Jarvis answers.

"What?" Bruce exclaimed.

"Jarvis, why did you not inform us?" Tony asks.

"My apologies sirs', Captain Rogers left instructions to not inform you and wanted some time to him- self." Jarvis replied.

"Where is he right now?" Bruce asked getting worried about his lover.

"Captain Rogers is currently in his bedroom." Jarvis replies.

Tony looks at Bruce with concern; the three men have been together for almost a year and it's not like Steve to hide away from them, worried the medical staff gave Steve bad news about his little problem had both men hot footing it to the elevator and up to their floor.

"Jarvis buddy save my open and working documents and projects and lock down the lab please."

"Done Sir. Would you like me to let Captain Rogers know you are on your way?"

Bruce answered before Tony could. "No thank you Jarvis that will not be necessary."

"Very well sir." Jarvis goes silent.

When Bruce and Tony exit the elevator and walk into their suite and begin looking around for Steve. Not finding him in the kitchen, living room, bathroom or offices, the only place left is the bedroom. Both men stood at the threshold looking at Steve, being reminded how young he really is physically and emotionally even if chronologically he's in his nineties. Steve's back was turned to the door and was dressed in the lounge pants and shirt Tony and Bruce had gotten him this past Christmas, of course it was custom made for him with the Hulk and Iron man on it, Steve loved it and wears it all the time getting great enjoyment from seeing his special guys smile at him every time they see him in it.

Bruce looks over at Tony with a 'oh shit this is not good' look as he enters the bedroom and walks over to the far side of the bed, slips off his shoes and climbs on, taking Steve, who was awake, into his arms and placing his head on his chest. Tony quickly follows and curls up behind Steve, laying his chin on his shoulder and running his hand down Steve's arm and tangles his fingers with Steve holding him close.

"Steve what did medical say?" Bruce asks.

Steve startled a bit as he was so wrapped up in his mind he did not even notice Bruce and Tony come into the room and slip into bed with him till he heard Bruce speak. Steve rubs his head back and forth on Bruce's chest not wanting to answer.

"Cap, come on, there is nothing to be ashamed of, we are both scientist and men and above everything else we aren't going anywhere no matter what" Tony spoke softly squeezing their joined fingers.

Steve huffs out a sigh. "They don't know, but they think it's from the serum, I mean duh I didn't need to be poked and prodded like a stupid pin cushion to tell me that stupid medical jerks, so like everything else they think it enhanced my non-existing refractory time, plus being so over loaded now with testosterone and still technically in my twenties, well there you have it." Steve huff out his frustration and buries his head back into Bruce's chest.

"Steve this is not a bad thing, we all kind of thought that is what it may have been, but now we know for sure, well kind of." Bruce calmly replies.

Steve grunts into his chest, causing Tony to chuckle and Bruce to give him a dirty look.

"What. We just have to work a little extra hard to make sure Cap is pleasured completely." Tony wiggles his eye brows at Bruce causing Bruce to roll his eyes.

"They also gave me some pamphlets on their recommendation on helping with this issue as well." Steve whispered.

"And what was their recommendation?" Bruce asked.

Steve did not answer.

"Steve" Tony voiced.

"The stupid punks said to help lower the levels that I should have my cock milked once or twice a month depending on how much sex we are having…makes me feel like….like a defective cow, stupid ass hats" Steve grumbled and Tony chuckled rarely ever hearing Steve swear.

"Ummm, well that's do able, we would have to rig something up to support you and your strength and do a few experiments to make sure everything is safe and calibrated correctly….." Tony trailed off as his genius and let's face it perverted mind goes into over drive imagining Steve strapped to a table and Bruce and him milking him dry.

Steve looks over his shoulder at Tony seeing his eyes blown wide with lust and then looks up at Bruce.

"I think we lost him" Steve says with a smirk looking up at Bruce and Bruce giving him his lop-sided grin back.

"Oh yeah he's gone, that big brain of his is already making plans and drawing up designs for you." Leaning down and kissing Steve on the nose.

"Tony…..Tony" Bruce reaches up and slaps him on the back of his head to bring back to the conversation.

"Yeah…..oh hey there." Tony kisses Steve's shoulder, Steve just snorts and huffs into Bruce's chest.

"Give us a week babe, we should be able to put something together for you and let's see if this helps Cap, okay"

Not getting an answer, Tony begins tickling Steve causing him to squirm around.

"Okay Tony okay….hahahahaha…..Bruce….." Steve trying to move away from Tony's wiggling fingers.

"What….I like my Captain America ticklish" Bruce joins in with Tony till they were all laughing and giggling like a bunch of idiots and alleviating Steve's stress and worry.

"Since you're all dressed up your comfy clothes, why don't we order in and have a movie marathon tonight, how's that sound?" Tony asked.

"Sounds good to me, Steve?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah sounds good but no pizza this time, want something different." Steve replied.

"Chinese it is, Jarvis please place our standing order at our regular Chinese place, please" Tony asked

"Done sir, I will let you know when it has arrived." A thank you is heard from all three men.

-2 weeks later-

It took longer than they thought to get the bits and pieces together and built and then to make sure the calibrations were correct, not wanting to hurt or mangle Captain America's man bits, but they finally got it finished and ready for Steve to try. To say Steve was nervous was an understatement, he had done some reading on the subject and though it sounds pleasurable, but also like you have no control over your body and he's not sure how he feels about that, especially with Tony and Bruce at the controls. So here he is, wrapped in nothing but a towel around his very naked body, in a twelve by twelve room that Tony has specifically built and sound proofed for this, no Jarvis recording and only one door in and out which can be locked from the inside Tony wanted Steve to as safe as he could since he will be in a very exposed position. Bruce and Tony were finishing up with a last few things as Steve stood staring at the equipment that they created for him. He would be lounging back in some kind of soft swing material, wrist in cuffs, legs spread while he takes a larger than average cock in his ass while it takes aim for his prostate and some kind of vacuum sleeve pumping his cock, good lord what has he gotten himself into.

Bruce comes up behind Steve touching his back lightly, "You ready babe? We got to get you prepped."

Steve just hums his agreement.

"Come on." Bruce pulls the towel from Steve's steel grasp and lets it fall to the floor, admiring his beautiful form and leading him to the swing and letting him sit down and get comfortable, placing his legs into the widely placed stir-ups and strapped in. Next his arms are lifted over his head and cuffed into the restraints at the head of the chair, his head and neck are supported with a cushion that is angled up just enough that he can see his cock to watch or Steve can watch the mirror that is positioned between his legs giving him an overall view of everything. Steve looked enticing and good enough to eat, his cock was already hard curved up to his belly and beginning to drip on to his six pack abs. Tony walked around the mirror and in between Steve's legs holding a large bottle of lube, covering a finger he begins rimming around Steve's tight muscle working it loose till he can sink his finger down to the knuckle, causing Steve to moan. Tony pulled out and lubes up the second and third finger working them in and thrusting looking for Steve's prostate, Steve arches his back.

"mmmmm Tony."

"I know, I know baby but this is a large cock so we need to make sure you are prepared."

While Tony works his fourth finger in, Bruce has taken the lube from Tony and has poured a generous amount on his hand and begins fisting Steve's cock mixing it with his pre-cum making sure his is slick and hard. When done he takes the vacuum pump and coats the inside with lube as well and begins to slide it down to the root of Steve's cock, Steve gasps at the restricted sensation as Tony continues to finger fuck his hole.

"Bruce you ready?" Tony asks.

"Yep he's good at this end" Bruce replies checking the hosing and machine it's attached to.

Tony pulls out his fingers and grabs the lube to coat the attachment, ten inches, three fingers wide and thickly veined. Tony pulls the machine forward and lines it up with Steve's hole and pushes it in till it is about half way in, causing Steve to cry out his cock leaking into the empty space of the vacuum.

Steve is panting.

Bruce walks up to Steve's head. "Steve, we have you angled up to watch everything directly or through the mirror, one last thing babe, open." Bruce pulls down a gag and places it in Steve's mouth and tightens it behind his head. "Now you can scream and cry as much as you want, Tony had the room sound proofed and Jarvis is not allowed in." Bruce drops a kiss on Steve's nose and as he turns to walk away he reaches over and twists one of Steve's nipples hard making him gasp and a little more pre-cum escapes. Tony turns on the machine and the attachment slowly thrusts into Steve at an easy pace. Bruce turns on the vacuum and watches as it begins to pump, stretching Steve's cock up and down like there is an invisible hand jerking him off. Steve watches the mirror and is over whelmed with sensations of what he sees and what he feels, then Tony turns the attachment machine up a few notches and so does Bruce and he lets out his first deep moan of the night.

The three have been at this for an hour, Steve loosing track on how many times he has cum and unable to look away from the mirror, the vacuum is loaded with an abundance of his creamy release, filling up the empty space, jumping and mixing with every push pull on his cock from the vacuum. Bruce has been relentless with changing of the speed on the pump; slow stretching his cock out than unbearably fast and in time with the thrusting of the cock that Tony has been in control of. Steve has been groaning and moaning constantly, but he knew he was not done by a long shot, he could feel his plum size sacks still boiling with more to give, so as he cums again screaming from behind the gag he delivers another load into the mix, leaving his cock a beautiful mess inside the vacuum.

Tony and Bruce were impressed with Steve stamina but not surprised with the super soldier serum running through his veins; he has been going for almost two hours now. After several rounds of reapplying copious amounts of lube Tony was able to angle the cock to be constantly hitting on Steve's prostate with every thrust and now was just playing with the speed to torment Steve into more violent releases. Bruce was just as devious with the vacuum controls, giving Steve a long drawn out pull or ramping up the speed so it looked like his cock and spunk was dancing, god he wished Jarvis could be recording this. Steve lets out another cry as he cums again his prostate being hammered by the cock, on and on it went. By hour three, Steve didn't think he had anymore to give, so exhausted and spent. His hole wrecked and his prostate felt like it was attached to a live wire.

Bruce turned the vacuum to a higher speed, pumping Steve viscously and walks around the mirror and up to Steve's head, Steve turns to look up at him, eyes blown wide with tears on his cheeks his skin covered in sweat. Bruce takes his hand and wipes Steve's face, running his hand through his damp hair.

"Hey baby, you are doing so well….Do you want to know how long you've been going babe, three solid hours." Steve just breathes deep through his nose and moans as another orgasm is building. Bruce reaches down and pinches Steve's nose close and Steve goes over the edge screaming, arching his back and shooting a huge load into the sleeve. When Bruce releases his nose, Steve takes a deep breath in his chest heaving, the cock and pump never stopping.

"Baby your doing so good… You know Tony and I also talked with the medical staff about your case and did you know they said hmmm, they recommended four hour sessions each time to keep your levels in check, but that's just a theory it may have to be more going forward we'll see, only one more hour to go babe."

Steve sobs around his gag, drawing long deep breaths through is nose, crying out as the pressure begins to build again, tears running down his face, he is so sensitive to every movement every stroke, even the the air across his skin makes him tingle like he is being touched by a live wire.

Finally, hour four has arrive, Steve made it but is very deep in his bliss that his body just took over and was allowed to be truly milked of everything. Tony and Bruce spent this last hour watching what Steve would and would not react to. Was it the slow and methodical pace of the cock and sleeve or the hammering of the cock inside of him and vicious pulling on his cock from the sleeve? Regardless they succeeded in their goal and now are slowly bringing Steve down; easing back on the thrusts of the cock till Tony is able to pull it completely out leaving Steve gapping. Tony stood between Steve's widely spread legs and lowered his pants to his knees and slid his aching cock into Steve; he was still unbelievably tight and wet around him and began thrusting. Bruce goes up to Steve's head to remove the gag, giving him a deep kiss. Bruce pulls Steve's head down so he can see Tony and the sleeve still pumping slowly.

"Look baby, look who's inside you… Tony's been rubbing himself since hour three wanting to get inside you. How does he feel, hmmm." Steve moans as Tony starts to pick up the pace.

"You know you're not quite done yet baby, we want you to cum two more times for us…one with Tony and one with me, do you think you can do that, hmmmm" Steve arches his back, he could feel it building again, the pump relentless.

"Tony….ah ah aha…..please….p-please…fuck…cum….mmmm….oh go oh god….Tony." Steve screams loudly not muffled from the gag.

"Hold on Cap, hold on all most there." Tony thrusts once then twice and is cuming inside of Steve.

"AAAAA…..fuck Cap….fuck…feels so good, going to fill you up….here it comes….aaaahhhhh."

When Tony pulls out he notices that somehow a little bit more cream was released into the sleeve. Tony bends down to pull up his pants and on his way up swipes his tongue across Steve's sack, Steve arches again not thinking there anything left to give, oh how wrong he is.

Bruce moves to take Tony's spot but diverts to turn the sleeve up to the highest setting, it is now jacking off Steve's cock in such rapid fire making Steve's released spunk dance widely which is hard to do since it is past full.

Steve screams. "FUCK….. mmmmm….oh god oh god….ah ah ah ah…" Steve moans out.

Tony is now at Steve's head, Tony twines his fingers with Steve because he knew what is coming.

"Baby brace yourself."

"Oh god….aaaahhhhh." Steve knew what was coming to.

Bruce lowers is pants and shorts and slides into Steve, so wet and slippery from the lube and Tony, when he slowly begins to change into a lite shade of green, as his muscles grow so does his cock right inside of Steve.

"AAAAAAAAAAA…fuck...fuck...going split me apart...p-please!" Steve lets out a scream.

Tony whispers soft words to Steve as Bruce begins to thrust into him. Bruce grabs onto Steve's hips angling for is prostate and when he finds it he begins to hammer on it. Steve arches up again, his mouth open to a silent scream. Tony watched as a light green Bruce and the sleeve over flowing with Steve's creamy cum are both relentless as they work Steve over.

Steve has tears rolling down his cheeks sobbing, "Please please please…oh god…."

Bruce grabs a hold of Steve's thighs tighter and just speeds up growing just a little darker green as the hulk enjoyed the feeling of the tight heat around him. Steve was past his limit and couldn't take any more and had nothing left to give.

"Bruce please…please…" Steve begs, crying for what he didn't know.

Bruce thrusts roughly one, twice and cums deep inside of Steve filling him full, giving him a small belly behind his abs.

"AAAHHHH…fuck Steve…. there you go baby, there you go…take it all….hmmmm" Bruce is panting as his skin returns to his pinkish coloring.

Once Bruce pulls out, leaving Steve's over stretched and dripping hole he pulls his pants back into place and walks over to Tony who was petting Steve's hair noticing that Steve had finally passed out. The sleeve still working as the men looked down at it and watched in fascination, they knew exactly what they wanted to do. Tony continued to softly massaging Steve's chest and nipples down to his abs and low stomach, whispering soft words into his ear even though he was unconscious. Bruce walked over to the machine and began to slow it down and then turning it off. Bruce and Tony stared in amazement, there had to be at least a pint of cum. Steve was starting to come around, moaning.

"Tony...mmmm Bruce?" Steve was limp with exhaustion. "H-how….how we d-d-o?" He asked.

Tony smiled and reaches up to push back Steve's hair from his sweaty brow, "You did perfect Cap, I would call this a success." Steve moans and closes his eyes, he was so relaxed. Bruce had moved to the other side of the swing and began releasing the pressure valve on the sleeve. On the last turn the sleeve released and Bruce very carefully slides it up and off of Steve with a splash of cum spilling over his cock, balls, hips, stomach, thighs, running down to the crack of his ass to drip on the floor, Bruce and Tony look at each other and then at Steve, he didn't make a sound and both wishing they were able to talk Steve into recording this, well there is always next time. There brave little soldier finally able to release all that pressure, leaving him wet and sticky and utterly gorgeous.

Tony and Bruce grab some towels and got Steve all cleaned up and released from his restraints, with some effort they got him standing on his feet well it was more like leaning and walk him slowly to the mattress that was in the corner of the room and laid him down on it. Both Bruce and Tony strip down and join him, it was a tight fit but they managed it, all arms and legs tangled together and drifting off together.

"Tony" Bruce asked.

"Yeah" Tony lets out a big yawn.

"Next time we will convince Steve to let us record this." Bruce says.

"Oh yeah most defiantly." Tony agrees with a smile thinking of a ways to fit a camera and how many would be needed to get all the angles into the room for Jarvis to work his magic.

Bruce and Tony could not wait for Steve's next need to release some pressure.

A/N: Hope you all liked it... please R&R... Oh if anyone on knows why some of the categories don't show on my stories even though I am picking them, ie: Romance, the characters pairings, etc...What am I doing wrong... I would like my stories read but never will be if readers can't find them...sad face...:(