"I don't know" is all Derek could manage to tell himself. It was all over and he was the alpha, but what is an alpha without a pack. No matter how stupid he thought it sounded he was a lone wolf for now and that was as bad as it ever got. He couldn't help but moan in frustration as he rolled around in his king sized bed tangling himself in his sheets. "I just… Uhhhg! Don't know!" is all he could say to keep himself from thinking about how he felt. He let another growl like moan ring through his house as he tried to fight off the tickling pain in his upper chest and stomach. "I Don't!" he began but stopped in the middle of a thought. It was all over now. He thought about it and he loved the idea of having that body in his bed warming up everything it touched, he loved the idea of waking up with someone who he could climb all over and dominate, and he absolutely cherished the idea of biting those lips which could never seem to shut up. "I do" he moaned as he gave in and the butterflies which tickled him nonstop began to fuse with a heat that resonated from deep within him. "Dam it kid; what the fuck did you do to me?"

"Who will I think about this time?" thought the boy to himself. He pictured things that he could never say out loud or admit as his right hand slowly slid through the covers and into his boxers. He laughed to himself as he pictured his best friend in one of the generic fantasies. They were in the locker room and he was spying on his friend who thought he was alone. He watched his buddy stroke himself until he couldn't help it and wandered over so that he could help out. His buddy was gracious and… no, that fantasy wasn't good enough. He pictured Allison and watched her walk over to him in a sexy Victoria secrets outfit. There was nothing around her, just darkness, and she was walking directly to him. The boy let out a moan as he grew hot from the fantasy, but this still wasn't good enough either. He wanted something hot and sexy, he wanted something hard. He went through people in his brain one by one and none of them satisfied him.

He was in the middle of fantasy with his best friends mom when from the other side of his door he heard "Stiles you up yet?"

"Fuck" he whispered to himself as adrenalin shot through his veins. It was his dad and the adrenalin along with the fear of getting caught almost made his orgasm shoot through the roof. He had to stop; this whole business was too risky. Forcing his hand to quit its routine jerking motion was harder than he thought and his cock throbbed from being so close to finish. He pushed through the temptation as he stumbled out of bed, wrapped a towel around himself, and went to go take a cold shower. "God dam today is gonna be rough."

If his house had water he might have considered staying in bed a little longer, but if he wanted to be clean for his plan he was going to have to go for a little swim.

How silly he thought he was being. His heart fluttered at the thought of someone watching him but that didn't stop him from stripping down completely and jumping into the lake. How else would he get clean? The water felt great and he went deep under to do some back flips and twirls. The heat inside of him was growing along with the temptation. He was turned on and the thought of a release in wide open forest only helped but push him farther.

"I can't do this right now" he told himself. Making sure that he didn't stink he quickly rushed out of the water and got redressed. On the way back to his house he couldn't stop fantasizing. He couldn't wait to meet up with Scott. He went over the scenarios in his head. Maybe, if he was lucky, stiles would show up again. He pictured himself taking his shirt off after training hard with Scott and seeing the glint in Stile's eye. He loved it when Stiles checked him out. He would take him right there in front of Scott. He planned every single move out. His steppes towards stiles, his arms wrapping around his waist, his hands moving down to stile's zipper…

He shook his head as he whispered to himself yet again "I seriously can't do this."

The day was rough. Every time he zoned out he ended up with a boner. He wasn't prepared for any of his classes and every time a teacher asked him a question he got flustered and said something random. The day sucked and was getting even worse. Scotty asked stiles to come to "practice" with him. Stiles loved watching them get all worked up and sweaty… but he had had too much for one day. If he didn't get home soon and release he was going to explode at random.

Derek couldn't have been happier. Stiles was watching him all the way through the practice. Dam, he was getting a hard on just thinking about stiles. They all gathered in a triangle after they were done. "So uh, good job Scott. You're getting better at this"

"Yah I know, I'm just… so tired now" Scott huffed as he shook his head trying to snap out of it."Are you ok bro?" asked stiles "he is going to black out" Derek said with disappointment on his face. "What… No… I'm… O…k." were Scotts last words before he fell face first between stiles and Derek. "Told you" Derek said as he frowned at stiles.

"Thanks for helping me get Scotty home. I couldn't have done it without you Derek."

"Yah, well I didn't want him to die." Derek replied as his heart skipped a beat at the sound of his name

"You know… You're welcome to stay if you want. Scotty's mom is out at the hospital and you can sleep on the couch if you want"

"Rrrr, well I would but…"

"Yah, It gets quiet around here when Scotty is asleep. I never really like it; I just sit around and watch TV. It kind of sucks. I feel like I am the only person in the world sometimes and I would really appreciate your company." Stiles shut his mouth up instantly as he already regretted sounding too desperate and creepy.

"Well uh…" Derek blushed as he smiled and scratched the back of his head

"No I meen! It would be cool if you stayed because we could watch tv together! I mean… NO! We could watch tv… but not together… but together… but not in that way! You are a guy and I am a guy so we could watch tv and be guys and everything would be cool and I wouldn't be alone in this creepy house yah now? No homo or anything." Stiles spit out as he blushed uncontrollably.

"I know what you…" Derek began to say

"It's not that I'm scared I just have abandonment issues because my dad always leaves me home alone and when I am alone in a strange place I freak out a little. I mean, I don't freak out and Scotts house isn't exactly strange but… I mean… fuck I just…"

"Shut up. It's cool" Derek finished as he cut stiles off and pushed his way through into the house. His body tickled as he rubbed up against stiles and he caught a sent off of him as he pushed by, it was full of pheromones. His erection instantly began to grow. As stiles led him to the couches by the tv he reached down and re adjusted himself so that his cock went down the side of his pants. As he finished stiles turned around and caught a glance of what Derek was doing. Playing it off like nothing happened Stiles flopped down on one of the three couches and turned the tv on.

He was mortified. He just finished making himself seem like a needy girl and now he was forcing this guy to baby sit him. He started doing the tour when out of no where he felt something. Oh shit. He was getting turned on. He still hadn't released himself and he just knew that this was not going to go well. Turning around to tell Derek where to sit he found himself surprised to see that Derek was having a little bit of trouble himself. A bulge twice the size of his own was forcing its way down the side of Derek's leg and the heat inside Stiles started to unleash as flopped down on the couch.

The pheromones were intoxicating now. Derek knew what was happening. Stiles saw him and he liked it. He took a deep breath in and savored the pure teen ecstasy. He couldn't get enough of it. He wanted stiles to take him now like no other person ever would. His erection grew until it hurt. How ironic. He never thought he would be aching to be pleased by another male, let alone this child. His hand wandered down his legs until it rested on his erection. He saw stiles watching him from his peripherals and that didn't stop him. He held on to the thick bulge in his pants and started to pulsate up and down with two fingers.

Thats when he heard a soft moan. He was so busy with himself that he didn't noticed what stiles had done. Stiles was covered by a thin sheet and the only thing showing was his face which was full of ecstasy as his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. The sheet was fluctuating up and down at the center as if there were some sort of pump under it. Derek moaned as he made the connection. His hand went to the zipper on his pants and he began to pull his length out.