A/N - I'm not usually one to give detailed warnings as I believe stories should be told. The reason we read is to experience the soul if you will of the writer. For us to make you the reader feel, angst, grief, sorrow, heartbreak, love, joy, humour. Hopefully an entire spectrum of emotion. To be immersed in the world the writer has created. Having said this, I've read quiet a few fan fic's that have warnings about some things.

So, this story has sexual abuse, a rape scene of that from a nightmare Isaac has. It has very frank talk between Isaac and Peter of that abuse and some physical ramifications. Isaac also discusses this in detail with Danny as they look to developing their relationship.

Please also note, I have set Danny's age at eighteen, Isaac's age is seventeen. The legal age of consent for sex in California is eighteen. Isaac's sexual abuse by his father began at age thirteen. However as Danny is not more than three years older than Isaac, he would only be charged with a misdemeanor. I have confirmed this on the age of consent website.

If you are already thinking this story doesn't float your boat, please DON'T READ IT.

Damaged Goods commences at Danny's party, after he has been in the bedroom with Derek and Stiles looking at Derek's piercings. If you haven't read Derek and Stiles' story, you don't have to though it will be referenced. If you're interested it's called Forever And Everything.


Isaac stands and watches Danny's parent's bedroom door. Danny had been in there with Stiles and Derek for some time. Isaac knew it was unlikely he was in there against his will, but you never knew. The only person Isaac trusted these days without reserve was Cora. And she wasn't here. But, she'd be the first to say that Derek wouldn't take advantage of anyone.

She'd also say Isaac was jealous. And he probably was. Danny was gorgeous, in spite of his surgical scars, he was just gorgeous. And sexy and confident and openly gay. And Isaac has had the biggest crush on him for years. But Danny was a player. And Isaac was so not. Still, Cora had said maybe he should have some fun. And Danny had expressed interest.

Which Isaac didn't really get. He'd been wanting to talk to Peter but opportunity hadn't presented itself. Peter was the only one who seemed like he understood anything Isaac had been through. The counsellor that the Sheriff had arranged was nice enough and would maybe end up helping in the long run, they weren't here now though. Isaac wanted, needed to talk to Peter to see if he'd seen a counsellor after he'd been in prison. Somehow he didn't think so. Peter was different and Isaac maybe had a tiny crush on Peter too.

But not in a creepy way, more in an admiring 'I want to be like you when I grow up' way. When the bedroom door opened, Isaac immediately knew something had happened. Danny was wearing different jeans. Classic cut, nothing stressed in the fabric, no strategic hole on the thigh or under the butt cheek.

His heart twisted. What had he expected? He knew Danny was a player, he freaking knew it. Schooling his features to blandness Isaac watched them come out. By the time Danny spots him, his mask is in place.

He looks happy to see him, interested in seeing him, in talking to him unlike most people. It was that interest that had kept Isaac here in the hall across from Danny's parent's bedroom door when Jackson had finally spoken to him and told everyone to piss off and had left very pissed off himself.

Isaac watches Danny, "You okay?" He asks quietly as Danny walks out.

"I'm fine, why?" Danny asks in puzzlement.

"Just checking you went in there consensually." Isaac looks at Derek and Stiles as they walk out behind Danny and close and lock the door. Then Derek passes Danny the keys.

"I did, mainly to see Derek's piercings, I'm thinking of getting something done." Danny says to Isaac as Derek and Stiles move past them toward the stairs. "Night guys, thanks for coming."

"Night man, see you Monday, you tomorrow Isaac?" Stiles asked, he and Derek paused halfway down the stairs.

"Uh, yeah. Cora invited me to lunch is that okay?" He questions them as he hangs back a little.

"Yep, see you then. But no jokes about how I'm walking. I'm on my way to lose my circumcised virginity tonight, I expect I'm going to be a little tender tomorrow." Stiles cackles as Isaac's eyes widen and his mouth drops open. He doesn't understand how Stiles can be so open about being fucked in the ass.

Not open, but looking forward to it gleefully. He watches as Derek yanks him close and brushes a kiss across his cheekbone, Isaac is sure he sees Derek's tongue swipe across the moles on Stiles' face before he pulls back. "See you tomorrow Isaac, Peter is looking forward to seeing you again, he's baking a cheesecake."

"For me?" Isaac's eyes widen. He'd only mentioned in passing when they'd been talking about desserts what his favourite was on the day trip to Stiles' track meet.

"For you, with raspberry coulis." Derek grins, jerks his head at Danny and he and Stiles continue down the stairs.

"Night." Isaac says with a wave as he watches Stiles follow Derek down the stairs. They move fluidly through the partiers and are out the front door before anyone realises they've walked past.

"Smooth." Danny mutters as he watches them.

"They are, they fit, like hand and glove you know?" Isaac says as he pushes off the wall with his shoulders. "Well, I'm going to head out myself, want to get my homework finished before I head over for lunch tomorrow."

Danny moves suddenly, grabbing Isaac's arm and yanking him back. He fists his hands in Isaac's curly blonde hair and slants his mouth over Isaac's surprised exclamation.

Moaning at the taste he found there Danny pushes forward until they bump back into the wall again.

They kiss like that until Jackson and Lydia interrupt them. Danny ignores Lydia's barbed comments. He pulls Isaac with him downstairs and then into the basement where he opens the fuse box. He pulls the fuses and the house goes black and silent. The partygoers curse and swear.

"Wait here." Danny hands him a flashlight and dashes back upstairs with another. He returns about fifteen minutes later to find Isaac gone, until he checked the game room. He's sitting on the pool table, idly clicking balls together on the green felt.

"I need to give it another half hour or so, so they won't turn around and come back." Isaac nods.

"Cool trick, I'll have to remember it." He pushes a few more balls around as Danny steps up to him. "So, what's up Danny?" He asks quietly as he turns and Danny is caught in his gaze.

"Me, for you. I want you." Danny says baldly.

"You want to fuck me." Isaac clarifies. Danny nods.

"You got condoms and lube down here?" Isaac stands and starts disrobing. He is matter of fact about it, like it's not a big deal.

"I do." Danny walks over to the coffee table and grabs them.

"Where?" Isaac says as he stood, pale and naked and now free of bruises in front of Danny who is still fully dressed. Danny swallowed, this was not how he expected his first time with Isaac to go.

He'd crushed on Isaac off and on for years, Isaac was the reason he knew he was gay, not that he knew that. Danny wanted to fuck him and be fucked by him, but he'd never thought Isaac would let it happen so quickly. He'd thought he'd need to woo Isaac.

It's disappointing that he isn't going to get the opportunity actually. He'd wanted to woo him, seduce him slowly. Make it special. For both of them.

Swallowing, Danny drinks Isaac's lean body in. He looks around and then grins. "Right there, bend over." He sees Isaac's eyebrows rise before he obeys Danny's order and turns around, Danny feels his cock swell and rise as he watches Isaac brace his palms flat on the side of the pool table.

Then though, then Danny nearly comes in his dad's jeans. Because Isaac spreads his legs and arches his back, pushing out his butt. "You're so hot." Danny mutters as he walks forward.

Isaac's posing like that shattered any and all illusion he'd had about him being a blushing virgin, and yes he feels a little regret that he won't be Isaac's first.

Shaking it off Danny goes to his knees and dropping the condom and lube he grasps Isaac's butt cheeks and spreads them. His eyes widen as he sees Isaac's very obviously well-used hole exposed in the torch-light. "Well, you're definitely a bottom aren't you?" He says.

He feels Isaac move under his hands but he doesn't say anything and he doesn't move away. Danny frowned for a few seconds. It had felt like Isaac had flinched. Before he can ask him though the spit dries in his mouth as he watches Isaac's hole dilate and open for him.

"Oh Jesus God. Isaac." Danny moans as he leans in and swipes his tongue over the inviting sight. "Oh God," He mutters again after he's tasted Isaac. "I want to suck you off after I fuck you, tell me I can do that." He presses his face into Isaac's ass and licks as wet a stripe as he can over Isaac's hole and perineum and then drops to lick and suck at his sac. "Please Isaac, I'm begging you."

Pulling back Danny picks up the lube and condom and stands as he moves to Isaac's side and looks at him. Isaac's head is lowered, Danny can see the tension cording his muscles, the veins in his arms standing out as if he's just been lifting weights.

And his cock is soft. Danny stares at it as shock ripples through him. His rimming hadn't made Isaac hard. Not even a little, if anything he was softer than Danny had ever seen him. And yes he'd looked at Isaac's cock when he'd had the opportunity.

That had never happened before, any other guy he'd rimmed had loved it and been hard. Every one. He'd been told more than once he had an amazing tongue. And he loved rimming. He'd never heard of a guy who didn't like being on the receiving end. He loved being rimmed as much as he loved doing it.

Something rings vaguely in the back of his brain but he is distracted when Isaac turns to him and kneels. "Oh, ohhh…" Danny trails off as Isaac unfastens his dad's jeans and pulls out his cock. He looks up at Danny in the light and Danny's unease returns. His face is blank.

Again before he can voice anything Isaac prevents him. This time by closing his eyes and opening his mouth on Danny's cock. He sucks him down, steady and rhythmical. Danny's head falls back as his hands move to Isaac's curly hair, twining through it and tugging just a little.

Then Isaac pulls off and Danny feels the rubber being rolled down on his cock. He opens his eyes as he lifts his head in time to watch Isaac slather the rubber with lube.

"I'll prep you." He says but Isaac shakes his head as he steps back.

"Quicker if I do it."

Danny frowns, he didn't want quick. But again before he can say or do anything Isaac takes control. Danny watches dumfounded as he does indeed prepare his hole for Danny's cock, he's quick, expert even. Danny can tell he's done this many times before.

Then Isaac takes up the first pose he'd struck when naked at the pool table. Hands braced, legs spread, butt pushed out. "Ready for your cock." He says quietly.

And those words tell Danny's subconscious something is terribly wrong even as they inflame his arousal to the point that he cannot stop himself from stepping forward, kicking Isaac's legs apart further and just pushing his cock inside in one long fast stroke.

"Shit, Isaac. You are tight man. So tight." Danny grunts as he bottoms out. His hands gripping Isaac's hips firmly. And he is tight, scorchingly so. Though in spite of that his external sphincter had been easy to get past. Some dudes Danny had fucked, getting past that first muscle had been very nearly a battle. Then on the inside they were open and loose.

Isaac was the opposite. Easy to enter, and tight as hell all the way inside. It was a distracting and yet sexy as hell change.

"Sorry, I'll…" Isaac trailed off and Danny felt an infinitesimal relaxing of his anal walls.

"Wow, man you are good. So good." Danny says as he pulls out and then pushes his way back in again as he begins to set up a rhythm, hard and fast. "I'm not going to last long man." He says as he leans over Isaac's back and licks his shoulder-blade.

There is a faint scar there and when Danny's lips brush over it, he can tell Isaac does flinch this time. "Shh, sorry man." He soothes with words as well as with his hands as they stroke up Isaac's flanks and palm his pec muscles.

Tweaking Isaac's nipples, Danny is surprised when Isaac clenches his ass muscles on him briefly. Before he can groan his approval though Isaac releases him with an apology. "No, its fine, felt amazing." He answered in hopes that Isaac would repeat himself. But he doesn't.

Danny brushes his nipples again, but Isaac doesn't react beyond a slightly sharp in drawn breath. So he pinches them lightly, nothing. Shaking his head over the conundrum Danny's brain shuts off when Isaac begins to move back on him, pushing his ass back on Danny's cock.

"Oh, yeah. Just like that. Baby you are gorgeous, all sweaty and naked screwing yourself on my cock." He feels the slightest tightening on his cock again, but there is no apology this time and Isaac releases his cock so quickly, Danny isn't even sure he felt himself being clasped.

"Gonna come," He warns Isaac who merely increases the speed of his movements on Danny's cock. And then his vision whitens as his balls draw up and his ears tingle as his semen releases into the condom. "Yeah." Danny says when he stops thrusting and leans over Isaac, who is still braced on the pool table.

Then he pulls back and steps away to deal with the condom. Danny wraps it up along with the wrapper, so the cleaning woman won't see it before he puts it in the bin. When he turns around again Isaac has dressed and is putting on his shoes.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Danny asks as he stands there with his own cock still hanging out of his jeans.

"I've got to go, find Scott, see if he's going home or over to Allison's. I'll see you in school." Isaac says as he stands and shrugs on his jacket. He grabs one of the flashlights and turns to the stairs and is up them and out of the basement before Danny realises he's even gone.

"What the hell?" Danny questioned the basement. He shoved himself back in his dads jeans and fastened them. Then he grabbed the remaining flashlight and shoved the fuse back in. He shut the box when the lights came back on and walked up the stairs in thought.

Jackson and Lydia were sitting in the kitchen. "Did Isaac leave?" Danny questioned as he came in.

"Yeah, what the hell did you do to him?" Jackson questioned sarcastically. "Not get him off?" He laughed though Lydia didn't.

"Danny, you didn't have sex with him did you?" She asked sharply.

"None of your business Lydia, I appreciate you two staying while the house cleared out but you can go now." He's never sure how to take Lydia, she was smart, scary smart actually.

Danny turned away and went to the kitchen sink where he grabbed some garbage bags. He knew he wasn't going to sleep so he may as well start cleaning up. He could get the inside of the house done tonight.

"He's damaged goods Danny, you'd be stupid to get involved with him. Who knows what his father did to him exactly. No one really knows, all we know is one day the sheriff came, took Mr. Lahey away and Isaac is now living with Scott and his mother because she used to be friends with Isaac's mother." Lydia finally ran down to take a breath but started back up before Danny could say anything.

"I remember his father yelling, don't you Jackson?" Jackson shrugged through he nodded reluctantly after Lydia frowned at him.

"Yeah, I remember. And I remember the basement, his father always dragged him to the basement. My window faces the exterior entrance." Jackson says no more but Danny is suddenly reeling, fighting for breath.

"Danny, are you alright?" Lydia asks him. She stands and moves toward him but Danny steps back. The only person he's ever been affectionate with is Jackson, he doesn't like being affectionate with anyone else.

Lydia huffs. "Alright, but stay away from him, who knows what his father did, how damaged Isaac really is, he's not worth it." Danny shakes his head and doesn't answer her statement.

"Okay, we're out of here, have fun cleaning up your spectacular birthday bash." Jackson says as he stands and he and Lydia take their leave. Danny knew that once he'd have stayed and helped. But Lydia had put a stop to that.

Danny lets them go and recommences his cleaning. He does so automatically, ground floor, upstairs, patio and pool. He does it all on autopilot as his mind wanders back over his time with Isaac in the basement.

As he finishes gathering everything up and wiping down what he needs to Danny finds himself back outside, sitting by the pool with a cup of tea. He watches the steam rise off the freshly cleaned pool as he checks his phone.

It's nearly five in the morning. He ignores the texts he's received about his party being a bust. Nothing from Isaac. Checking his Facebook page Danny shakes his head at the comments and photos people had posted.

On a whim he moves to Stiles' Facebook page. The dude had put himself as being in a relationship but not linked Derek, a check of Cora's page makes Danny think Derek doesn't have his own Facebook page, though from Cora's page he can see his shop does.

But his mind keeps wandering back to Isaac. Sheer luck sees a like on Stiles' page, a photo of his recent weekend track meet Cora had posted. And she had tagged Isaac in it. He had a Facebook page now.

He never had before. Danny clicked on his name and brought it up. He only had a few friends and most of his settings were private. He swallowed when he saw the background picture. It was of a lacrosse game, a wide shot from a game last year.

And he was front and centre in it though with his back to the camera. He'd never even known it was taken. He was clapping Isaac on the back and they were looking at each other and laughing.

Darkening his phones screen Danny sits and drinks his tea as he thinks. Was Lydia right? Yes, she was. Isaac was damaged goods. But Lydia was wrong about one thing. Isaac was worth it. Danny felt it in the very marrow of his bones.

So, flicking his phone again Danny clicks to friend Isaac. Then he sends him a text.

'cleaned up from the party, sitting here and thinking I'm going to take a swim, wish you were with me' he hits send and finishes drinking his tea. He heads to the pool house and unlocks it to grab a towel and then hears his phone chime on the glass-topped table as he walks back.

'is your pool heated then?' Yes, Danny grinned.

'it is, did I wake you?' He texts back.

'no, I'm finishing an assignment before lunch at Cora's' Isaac answers.

'pity, I was imagining you all sleepy and warm and sexy in bed as you text me back' Danny can't help flirting. Isaac usually isn't one to do it, but maybe via text it'll be different.

There is a long enough pause that he thinks he's made a mistake but then his phone beeps a Facebook message. Isaac Lahey has accepted your friend request. Danny breathes a sigh of relief.

'thanks for the friend, I'm glad you've finally got a FB page man' he texts again, nothing flirty this time.

'Cora helped me set it up' Isaac texts him back, he makes no mention of the flirty text message. Before Danny can answer another comes through. 'is it nice swimming in the pool at night when its heated and there's no one around?'

Oh boy, that was a loaded question. Danny pursed his lips. He didn't have it in him to lie. 'yeah, but only if I'm naked' He texts back and waits, wondering if Isaac will respond.

He does, but not the way Danny expected him to. 'your parents don't mind?' Danny snorts.

'dude, they're too busy and I don't do it when they're here anyway, they're gone weekends so I do it then.' He types and sends. Then before he can second guess himself he sends another 'you want to come join me?' He waits several minutes but no response comes.

With a heavy and confused sigh Danny goes back to Isaac's Facebook page and stares at the wide shot of the two of them. It wasn't anything special to anyone else he knew, but it was to him. Unless he was reading something into nothing.

Watching the dawn begin to lighten the sky Danny decides to take his swim followed by a hot shower and then get some sleep. He deliberately switches off his phone all the way so he's not tempted to keep checking it.

It's several hours later when he's up and making himself some breakfast that he switches it on again. Isaac had responded, but not immediately Danny notices when he checked the times of them.

'sorry, Melissa got home from work, I'm doing my assignment in the kitchen.' It was followed by, 'thanks, but I've never skinny-dipped before, don't think I'd be very good at it.' Danny frowned over that text, it was naked swimming, there wasn't any rating for it. And the last text 'guess I've caught you too late, sorry. I enjoyed talking with you.'

The last text made Danny curse his own stupidity. Isaac didn't live alone, of course he could have gotten caught up talking to someone. Scott's mum was like Stiles' dad in that she did shift work. Danny knew that dammit.

He very nearly rings Isaac but checks the time. He'd be at lunch with the Stilinski's and the Hale's now. But he could send a text. 'that's okay dude, no problem, next weekend, my folks are away all weekend, you can even spend the weekend here if you want, we can swim whenever, watch movies, do our homework and stuff' He looks at what he's typed for the longest time before he hits send.

Every word was true. He'd love to spend the weekend with Isaac, even if they didn't do anything with or to each other, he wanted to get to know Isaac properly. He wanted to be Isaac's boyfriend. And that thought gives him pause.