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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Scott_McCall/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Scott_McCall, Stiles_Stilinski
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-01-23 Words: 1768
****** A Drunken Experiment ******
by Gaaybriel
Summary
     Scott and Stiles get drunk on the Sheriff's scotch and Stiles
     proposes an experiment.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
It happened after they'd been drinking. Of course it did. Stiles didn't really
need the alcohol to get him to open up more, he always spoke his mind. Though
sometimes it was hard to sort the meaningful stuff from the babble. Scott was
the opposite. He was pretty much a closed book, not even Stiles knew what he
was thinking half the time and he knew better than to ask. Which is why it was
weird when, after they'd had a Nerf gun war in the living room, they'd
collapsed on the couch and Stiles had said, "Hey, Scott. Tell me a secret."
Scott was quiet for a little while, he had no idea what to say of course.
"Umm, I don't really have any." he decided to go with. That was safe, that
wasn't going to get him into troube. "Why don't you tell me a secret?" he asked
Stiles while prodding him in the chest with a finger. Stiles sighed and looked
down and his hands. He fiddled with the barrel of his Nerf gun for a second
before he sighed again.
"I think I might be gay." he said. And that was not what Scott was expecting to
hear. He opened his mouth. And he shut it again. The connection between his
brain and his vocal chords didn't seem to be working and he was left gaping
like a fish for a good ten seconds before something finally came out.
"But what about Lydia? You've been in love with her for years." Scott pointed
out. He didn't know if he was supposed to be being supportive right now or what
but he knew he was failing in it when he saw Stiles' face fall. His drunken
brain was making everyhing slightly foggy right now and he didn't know what to
say next. The silence felt like it went on for years and the longer it went on
the more pressure Scott felt to say something. Then Stiles finally spoke up.
"I don't know man. I think I like guys too. I mean, I know I like the idea of
being with a guy. I mean I don't know if I would like the real thing. But I
still really like Lydia. Does this make sense?" Stiles asked and looked Scott
right in the eye.
"Uh, I guess so." Scott replied hesitantly. He really had no idea. Scott had
never experienced any sort of crisis about his sexuality and had always known
that he was straight so he couldn't empathise with Stiles right now. But he
could do his best to sympathise. "I think you can like whatever you want."
Scott said, rather ambiguously.
"That's it though!" Stiles said, turning to face Scott on the couch and
throwing his arms in the air. "I don't know what I want." Scott just stared
back and couldn't think of anything else to say. Then Stiles bounced in his
seat a little and his eyes brightened.
"Will you help me decide?" he asked, almost jumping up and down in his seat.
Scott wasn't following.
"What?" he asked, crinkling his brow. Stiles hesitated a moment and then, after
a slight "Urgh" under his breath, he launched himself on Scott and their lips
meant in a rather crashing blow. Scott was surprised to say the least and too
shocked to move. He sat frozen for a few seconds until Stiles sat back down.
"What the hell was that?" Scott asked, still frozen in place.
"Dude, I did ask first." Scott gasped as he finally understood. Stiles raised
his eyebrows suggestively and Scott sat with his mouth hanging open with no
idea how to handle this situation.
"I don't think we should." Scott said finally.
"Aww, dude, come on. You'd just be helping a friend out. And there's something
in it for you obviously." Stiles grinned. Scott tried to remember how much he
had drank tonight because if he was anywhere near sober he wouldn't actually be
considering this, would he? He weighed the pros and cons in his head while
Stiles sat impatiently by his side. The only con Scott could think of was that
it would be weird later on. But then, they were both drunk, shit happens when
you're drunk. Besides, the pros were so tempting. If Stiles was suggesting what
Scott thought he was suggesting he would be getting at least a handjob tonight
and that was more than he had ever got from someone else ever. And did it
really matter that it came from Stiles? Action is action, wherever it comes
from. Scott turned to look Stiles in the eye and slowly nodded. Stiles eyes
widened dramatically and Scott started giggling. (Giggling, jesus christ how
much had he drank tonight?) But then suddenly he didn't care because Stiles was
in his lap, his knees pressed against Scott's hips. And then they were kissing
again. Scott didn't think it was anything dramatic until he opened his mouth
and let Stiles' tongue in and he started exploring every inch of his mouth and
suddenly it felt so good. All his senses seemed to fade away except his sense
of touch and he felt Stiles grind down into his crotch and he moaned into
Stiles' mouth. Stiles pulled away then to look at Scott, his hands on Scott's
face and he smirked.
"Shut up." Scott said.
"Make me." Stiles replied and Scott pulled him down into a kiss much more
passionate than before and he had to have his hands on every part of Stiles
now. Stiles was grinding into his lap even more now and he felt himself growing
harder. Stiles moved to kiss Scott's neck and sucked lightly on a pressure
point there and Scott groaned and let out an "Oh my god". He felt Stiles grin
against neck.
"Scott?"
"Yeah?"
"Your shirt." Stiles tugged on it lightly. "Lose it." And Scott leaned forward
and pulled his shirt off over his head. "Oh my god." Stiles said it this time
as he looked down at Scott's torso and started to move his mouth down towards a
nipple. Before he could get there though, Scott pulled him back up and said,
"This is highly unfair." Stiles gave him a strange look before he cottoned on
and pulled his own shirt over his head. Scott smiled then and Stiles moved his
attentions back to Scott's nipple and took it between his teeth. He heard a
sharp intake of breath from Scott. Scott was most definitely very hard now and
was trying to think of some reason why he had ever thought this would be a bad
idea and also, why they hadn't done this a lot sooner. Stiles left Scott's lap
and crouched on his knees in front of Scott. Scott's eyes shot open and he
looked down at Stiles on the floor. Stiles stopped his assault on Scott's torso
and looked up questioningly. Scott was speechless, Stiles was on his knees in
front of him right now and about to give him a blow job. This was not how he
expected this evening to go when Stiles invited him over earlier after stealing
a bottle of scotch from the Sheriff. Scott shook his head to clear his thoughts
and then Stiles eyebrows knitted together and he looked a little disappointed.
Scott was confused for a moment and then laughed a little. Stiles thought he
was saying no to getting a blow job. Who would say no to that?!
"Dude, I just can't believe this is happening, that's all." then he nodded
instead. Stiles grinned then and placed a kiss right above Scott's waistband.
"Shit." Stiles popped Scott's button open and then pulled down the zipper
excruciatingly slowly. "Oh my god."
"Lift up." Stiles said out of nowhere.
"What?" Scott could hardly even remember what day it was never mind follow what
Stiles was talking about.
"I want you to take your pants off."
"Oh right." Scott lifted up off the couch and Stiles pulled his jeans and his
underwear down to his ankles. And then his mouth was back on Scott's body, it
was working it's way up one of his thighs and he parted his legs unconsciously
to give Stiles more space. Stiles moved to his inner thigh and placed a kiss so
dangerously close to his balls that he thought he might explode.
And then Stiles licked a stripe right up the underside of his dick and he made
a noise that he had never heard another human being make in his life. Stiles
was swallowing him whole now and his breath was quickening fast. This was the
first time Scott had felt anything besides his own hand on his dick and this
was a thousand times better than anything he could ever have imagined. He
wanted this to last forever but he also wanted to come right at that moment.
Unfortunately, he was leaning towards the latter and when Stiles swirled his
tongue around the tip of Scott's dick he thought he should warn Stiles that he
was about to come so embarassingly fast (And who could blame him? He was a
teenage boy getting his first blow job, how long was he meant to last?) but he
couldn't get the words out. Then with a shudder, and a cry that was just a bit
too loud, Scott came down Stiles' throat. He felt embarassed for a second but
then he saw Stiles swallow around him and when his lips left Scott's dick, he
licked them.
He sat panting for a moment and then figured he should show Stiles how much he
really fucking appreciated that. He was worried about tasting his own come in
Stiles mouth but then he didn't care, he pulled him up and crashed their mouths
together. Scott didn't know if he could do what Stiles had just done but the
least he could do was give him a hand job. When they parted Stiles was back in
Scott's lap and they were both grinning.
"Where the hell did you learn to do that?!" Scott asked.
"Gay porn." Stiles replied in an offhand tone and then they both started
laughing. When they quieted down Stiles spoke again, "Yeah, dude. I liked
that." his eyes widened a bit, "I really liked that." he laughed a little at
himself.
"I quite enjoyed it too." Scott said and Stiles gave him a quick kiss before
grinning again. "But I guess it's your turn now." Scott continued, poking
Stiles in the chest. Stiles' grin grew and he leaned down to kiss Scott with
renewed fervour.
End Notes
     There is not nearly enough Scott/Stiles work being written and this
     was my first contribution towards correcting this injustice.
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