A/N: Hello all! Here's the standard spiel about not owning anything - in this case any of the characters from the Avengers. I also don't profit from this fic in any way other than personal enjoyment so I hope you like it too.

It started out innocently enough - really it did. Tony had been working, for likely way too long, and had stopped to take a break. He went online to check his social media and before he knew it he had an eyeful of a pre-serum Captain America look-alike all bound up in rope with two guys fucking him.

Yup. Tony Stark was watching a porno. A Captain America porno. He was definitely getting some bad karma for this.

The worst part though? The two other men. Just close enough in resemblance for one to be Bucky and one to be him. The image left him shuddering.

But that was it. Tony watched the video most of the way through (all of the way through) and then it was over and he moved on. Except he didn't. He couldn't. There it was, in his big genius brain, replaying itself over and over and over in perfect detail. He couldn't escape it. Three days later and he was still thinking about it.

He's been avoiding them too - Steve and Bucky. He just can't face them with the video on his mind. How could he? All he could see was Steve trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey begging for Bucky's cock.

So no, he just couldn't face them. He'd been hiding - working - in his lab ever since. But all that was coming to an end today because Tony had finally decided on a solution. He just had to watch the video one more time, get it out of his system, then it'd be done. He wouldn't have to think about it anymore.

Plan in mind, Tony headed down to the lab.

"Fri?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Initiate LOCKDOWN protocol. No one gets in. I want windows blacked out, soundproofing on, cameras off, and most importantly, doors locked. To everyone."

"LOCKDOWN protocols initiated. Anything else, sir?"

"No - wait - you can go on mute. Continue normal procedures elsewhere but drop this room for now."

"Understood."

"Thanks, Fri."

Step one complete, Tony lowers the lights in the room to almost nothing and settles himself on the couch in back. Screen in front of him, he opens the video that's plagued his every thought and sits back to enjoy.

Up in the team kitchen, Steve and Bucky finish lunch - neither missing the fact that Tony hadn't shown up, again.

"He hasn't been eating or sleeping." Bucky comments.

"I know…" Steve trails off rubbing a hand down his face, not exasperated but worried. "Friday?" he asks.

"Yes, Captain?"

"Where's Tony at? The lab?"

"Yes, sir."

"Knew it," Bucky mutters. "If I had a dollar for every time he went on an inventing rampage and we had to pull his ass outta there I'd be richer than he is."

Steve chuckles fondly. "Some things will never change. Let's go grab him and get some food in his body before he collapses."

Steve and Bucky start moving towards the elevator when they're stopped by Friday interrupting.

"Captain...Sergeant...If I might respectfully interrupt, sir has placed the lab in LOCKDOWN to all visitors and does not wish to be disturbed."

"Of course he doesn't," Bucky rolls his eyes. "Because he thinks whatever he's up to is more important than normal human function and knows we'll make him take care of himself and eat."

"And sleep," Steve adds.

"Lead the way, Stevie."

Upon reaching the lab, they see the windows blacked out and the door locked.

"Really? Soundproofing the walls even?" Bucky questions. "He really thinks that'll make us believe he isn't in there?"

"Must be serious. Let us in, Friday."

"I apologize, Captain. However, per LOCKDOWN protocol I am prohibited from…"

"LOCKDOWN override. Access Steven Grant Rogers."

The door unlocks and they slowly enter, noticing the lights off inside as well.

"Ton-" Steve starts to call out before Bucky shushes him and points.

They look towards the back of the lab to see the slight glow of a screen and the silhouette of Tony.

The next thing they notice are the sounds coming from the video - moaning and...slapping? What sounds like some pretty rough sex to be honest. Finally, they hear Tony.

His breathy moans as he watches cause them to look at each other with raised eyebrows before they silently start creeping forward.

Coming up behind him, they can see over Tony's shoulder now - see him taking care of himself while watching the video.

The man that looks like the pre-serum Steve in the video cries out as he approaches climax and both Steve and Bucky look up to take it in.

"Christ…" Bucky breathes. "Looks just like you, Stevie."

Tony jumps and almost falls off his seat - eyes wide and breathing heavy and erratic - then quickly tucks himself away.

"Fuck!" he curses. "Who the hell let you in?!"

"I bypassed your LOCKDOWN, Tony," Steve starts, finally averting his eyes from the screen to look at Tony. "Is this what you've been doing? Why you've been avoiding us?"

Tony's momentary anger gives way to fierce embarrassment as the video continues to play and the "Steve" finally finishes.

His mouth gapes as he tries desperately to think of any kind of explanation that will make this situation better but he is, for once, stunned silent.

The other two men in the video, the ones vaguely resembling himself and Bucky, finish and it shuts off. The lights return to a slightly more normal level, though not enough to hurt your eyes, and show off Tony's impressive blush. His eyes begin to water as he continues to panic and drops his head into his hands in his lap.

Bucky moves forward slowly, crouching in front of Tony and begins to rub his shoulders and arms gently - trying to help him relax.

"Hey...look at me, Doll..yeah look at me. It's ok. No one here is mad. We're just confused and trying to figure out what's going on and why you've been avoiding us. It's ok - everything's fine."

Bucky continues to rub Tony's arms and shoulders until his breathing begins to slow and his heart rate returns to a more normal speed.

Steve comes forward and cups his jaw, forcing him to look at him. "Tony?"

"I don't-" he pauses to lick dry lips, eyes darting between Steve and Bucky. "I don't know how it happened...I just sort of found it and then I couldn't stop thinking about it. Seeing US in it...I...I had to see it again, just to clear my head.." He trails off.

"Do you want it?"

Tony flinches at Bucky's direct question.

"Is that something you want to do? Do you want to be tied up?" he continues.

Tony's breath stutters again thinking about it. Did he want to be tied up? Is that what had attracted him to the video? Or was it that the man in the ropes had looked so much like Steve but...so vulnerable...powerless...giving everything over to Tony and Bucky.

Tony takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

"No," he starts, not quite as confident sounding as he'd've liked. "I don't want to be tied up." That thought was too close to reality. Too close to his time in the hell-hole that led to him becoming Iron Man.

"Ok then," Bucky continues. "But you like it? You want someone to be tied up?"

Tony's eyes flash up to Steve before he can stop himself. He immediately returns his gaze to his lap, too embarrassed to admit out loud what it was he'd been thinking. With their heightened senses, however, neither of the Super Soldiers had missed the glance.

Steve draws in a sharp breath as his and Bucky's eyes meet and hold each other's gaze. A small part of him had known - the second he saw the video and the scrawny man in the middle that looked so much like he used to - but hadn't been ready to just to the conclusion yet. It's not like Steve had a problem bottoming, they all took turns after all, but he'd never thought of it in this context. To be so...controlled when it happened.

The thought was...interesting. He wasn't quite sure about the logistics but he wasn't opposed to trying. A small nod from Bucky gave him the reassurance he needed.

"We can try it," he started. "If it's something you want to do. We can try it. Together."

Tony's head whipped around so fast he almost cracked his neck. His mouth hung open slightly as he took in Steve's face which was quickly flushing with embarrassment at the continued staring.

"You-" Tony broke off, clearing his suddenly dry throat. "You'd do that?"

"Yeah," Bucky said, grabbing his attention again, "we would."

Tony's brain was short-circuiting. He was positive he'd stayed down in the lab too long and he's finally lost his mind. It was the only explanation.

The gentle rubbing of his arms by Bucky, and his shoulders now by Steve, slowly brings him back to the present.

"Ok," he whispers.