DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TEEN WOLF!

A/N: This will contain boyXboy so if you're not into that sort of thing, please leave now. Rated M for sexual tendencies and language. Enjoy and have fun.

The Mistake

I can't believe I was actually being invited to Jackson Whittemore's party. Everyone was going to be there. The popular kids like Scott, Stiles, Isaac, Erica, Boyd, Allison, Lydia, Danny, Ethan and Aiden.

No one really notices me though so I was really surprised when Jackson handed me a invitation... maybe he did it unintentionally... maybe he wasn't looking directly at me and just handed it out thinking I was someone popular. Maybe I should go home.

"Daniel? What are you doing here?" I jolted up my head to find Stiles' cheeky happy-go-lucky self walking up to me.

He's the only one from the popular group who talks to me. It was probably only because I was his partner in Biology because no one wanted to pair up with me... it always goes like that. Maybe it was because both of us lost our mother at a young age so we had some sort of connection... who knows?

"Uhm... I just was going for a walk to exercise..." I tried playing it off as normal as I possibly could.

Stiles looked at me with a cocked eyebrow and looked up to the sky and then down on his watch, "Do you normally exercise at 11 o'clock in the night? And do you usually dress so nice when you're going to sweat?"

I looked down and took in my plain white T-shirt, my red and black checkered flannel shirt that was tied around my waist, my beige cargo skinnies and my red chucks. Not to mention my gold watch and chain I had on. "Ah, well I wanted to look nice while I...exercised?" I stated as Stiles found me more weird than usual.

"Stiles! I need your help with the beer." Shouted the 6 foot jock.

Oh shit, Jackson is going to see me and yell at me in front of everybody and embarrass me. I exhaled as the green eyed beauty stared at me.

"Daniel you made it! Could you grab the Vodka bottles and help me and Stiles bring the stuff into the backyard." Jackson smiled as I did as he asked.

Stiles rolled his neck into my direction as he began to speak, "Exercise huh? What kind of exercise... Jackson aerobics?" My face flushed as Stiles laughed. "Let's get the beer and liquor to the back."

Stiles grabbed the beer case as I grabbed three bottles of Vodka. we went into the enormous backyard engorged with teens dancing, drinking, smoking, grinding and kissing left right and centre. We put the bottles and case onto the table as Jackson disappeared into the crowd. I looked around as I noticed I didn't know anyone at this party besides Stiles and he was with his friends having a great time.

I should just leave, no one will notice I'm gone anyways. I began to leave as Jackson pulled my arm. "So you're going?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm going." I replied a bit shocked that he cared.

"Well let me get my jacket and we'll go together and pick up more liquor." Jackson patted me shoulder as I had a confused expression on my face. Out the corner of my eye I could see Stiles smirking with his two thumbs up.

He was probably thinking that I was going to get it in with Jackson Whittemore... He had more courage and belief in me than I did.

The slight breeze brushed against my caramel skin as Jackson came back outside with his Jacket. "Okay let's go!" Jackson led the way as he went around into his black Porsche.

Oh my God, I was going to drive with Jackson Whittemore, this kind of thing only happens in my dreams... correction wet dreams never in real life.

I opened the side door as he opened his passenger side and sat in. He started the engine and began to back up out the driveway and down the road full throttle. "So I'm glad you came out to the party, these things get so crazy I can't even enjoy myself until like 3 o'clock in the morning." Jackson laughed.

"3 o'clock in the morning? You're crazy, my ass will be sleeping, fuck everybody." My words just flew out of my mouth as I noticed I swore and quickly tried to scratch the side of my head like I had an itch.

"Hmph, That's easy for you to say, everybody expects things from me." Jackson said blankly.

"Well, why don't you put yourself before others?" I asked, "Not trying to be rude, but it seems like you always try to impress others and put them first." I kind of regretted my words after I spoke them but Jackson just looked intently at the road. His white skin was flawless against the moonlight shine, His jawline was perfectly fitting and outlined his masculine face.

"You know, I should've gave you a chance the first time I met you in Biology." Jackson chuckled.

I bowed my head as I reminisced about the occurrence. I transferred into Biology and Jackson and I were the only two left to be paired up to do an assignment when Jackson abruptly stated, "I don't work well with cheap, low class mongrels."

"I-I'm sorry for back then... I really am. If I could go back and change it I would." Jackson said with a smile and all I could do was smile back.

We reached the liquor store and Jackson ran in quickly to grab four more bottles. When he arrived back he gave me the bottles to hold and we dashed back to the party. We reached faster then it took to actually go to the liquor store. Jackson stepped out and I stepped out the vehicle as I handed him the bottles.

"I'm going to go home." I told him as he tilted his head.

"Why?" He seemed concerned as he gestured for me to sit next to him on his million dollar porch.

"I don't belong here, I don't know anyone except for Stiles and I just... let's be real I'm the loser that everyone avoids." I stated as I looked into the starry night sky.

"Well... you actually know two people at this party, and you're talking to the other one right now. How about this." Jackson stood up and opened the front door. "Come I'll show you around."

I took his hand and he walked me through the living room, the kitchen, the separate living room, the basement that had a washroom and 3 big rooms in it along with a walkway to the backyard and bar area. We then went upstairs where he showed me the 2 guest rooms, his parents room and his room. We went inside his room as he closed his door and guided me next to him on his bed.

"Okay, so it's just you and I, so let's talk." Jackson smiled as my wolf greys fixated on his perfect structure.

"Well what do you want to talk about Mr. Popularity." I giggled.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Jackson exclaimed with a pouty face exposing his luscious pink lips.

"Well, have you ever heard the phrase 'Rich kids with nothing but fake friends'"? I asked.

"That's why I don't have any friends besides Danny who I knew since we were babies."

"Oh I see, so you don't have any other friends than Danny?" I asked a little shocked.

"Nope, but I'm seeing something in you that I see in Danny." Jackson whispered. I could feel his breath almost grazing against my lips. I licked them immediately as Jackson cocked an eyebrow. "It's funny how you guys have similar names; Danny and Daniel..."

"Hey, what do you see in me?" I asked a bit intrigued at his comment.

Jackson brought his hand onto my jawline and turned my face to face him. He looked down at my pink lips and into my eyes before coming in slowly and then pressing his warm lips against mine. He pushed hard as he slid his tongue into my mouth exploring each crevice he could and lathering his saliva in the process. He cupped my face as he dived in further and continued to kiss hard as I released and bit on his bottom lip, craving more.

"I never done that before..." I confessed as Jackson plastered a vicious smirk on his face showcasing his pearly whites.

"So let's have some fun." Jackson pulled me into another passionate kiss as he pushed me onto the bed and rolled with me into his arms until I was on top of him straddled on his waist. "Grind on my bulge, make me harder."

By the bulge in his pants I didn't think it could get harder.

I started to grind my hips back and forth alluring pressure onto his member that was trapped in his jeans. Jackson grabbed my hips and pushed up and down like he was bench pressing me onto his dick. I rested my head onto his shoulder next to his neck as I rubbed our bodies together. Jackson began to rub and squeeze my ass cheeks as he then pushed his hand into my pants and started playing with my hole. With his free hand he undid my button and unzipped it which allowed more easier access for his other hand to manoeuvre into my hole. He flipped me over as he stayed in-between my open legs. He pulled off my pants and threw them onto the floor.

"Are you ready?" Jackson grinned as he then pulled off his shirt exposing his rock hard abs and quickly took off his pants.

He then pulled my underwear off exposing my throbbing member as did he. He pulled me close to the edge of the bed as he stood onto the ground with each leg in one hand. He then started pressing hard against my virgin hole which sent immense pain throughout my body.

"Stop Jackson, it hurts." I pleaded as he jerked his cock into me harder.

"It'll hurt for the first couple of thrusts and you'll get over it." Jackson tried to reason.

"I can't it hurts too much." I stated as I began to cry.

Jackson put my legs onto his shoulders as he went directly in front of my face and put one of his hand over my mouth. He then proceeded to grab the lube that was in his nightstand in his other free hand and squirt a lot of the liquid onto his cock. With one hard push I felt unbearable pain as he continued to thrust hard and fast feeling pleasure while I was not adjusting to the pain.

"Yeah that's it, you got a nice tight virgin hole." Jackson stated with lust and ecstasy filling his voice.

I squealed but it had no effect since Jackson had his hand still onto my mouth. He began thrusting erratically until I felt him squirt a couple times with each jerk into my hole. I just laid there as everything went black.

The sun shun through the window and pierced my face as I woke up to see myself laying in Jackson's bed. I looked around and no one was in the room so I got out of bed and noticed I had a pair of expensive looking pyjamas on. Just then I felt a sudden urge to vomit as I ran to the washroom. Jackson was taking a shower but I didn't care I needed to throw up. I clenched the ground as I felt like my whole entire stomach was going to come out of my mouth.

Jackson peaked through his curtain as he started laughing, "You were naked and knocked out on my bed this morning, you went hard last night, but I wonder what you were doing naked on my bed... you're lucky too cause I don't let nobody sleep on my bed."

In the midst of me vomiting I was taken back, since I was naked because he took my clothes off.

"Jackson I was naked in your bed because you had sex with me." I stated as I exhaled in relief due to the fact I stopped vomiting.

Jackson took off the shower and peeped through the curtain, "If I had sex with you then how big is my dick?" he asked in disbelief.

"I don't even know, by the amount of pain I was in I would say 8.5 inches or even 9." I stated.

Jackson came out the shower naked as he knelt down beside me, "Why would I have sex with you?"

With the anger in me I just didn't even want to respond. I got up and took off his pyjamas and got on my clothes and ran out the house.

Why would I have the sudden urge to vomit all of a sudden? I didn't drink at all.

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