Note: As you see I have continued this story and went a bit crazy with the update. 3 updates in a row! Enjoy! :D

Theo looked over at his competition across the field, Derek Hale. He was the number one jock and most popular guy at Beacon Hills high school. Theo came in close as second runner up. It still stung knowing Derek had everything he ever wanted, the popularity, the hot girlfriend, the looks and the praise.

Not to say Theo wasn't fortunate, he had his own lovely following. He had his share of hot girls after him and he was quite attractive, not as desirable or built as Derek according to people around campus, but he was still considered a looker, with his baby blue eyes, bright pearly whites and nice, tone built.

To most people, being second place would have been enough but for Theo it was never enough. He was determined to be number one, he craved it. And what's more, he craved Derek's fall from the throne.

It was while glancing over at Derek mingling with his gang that he noticed something strange and interesting all at the same time.

He realized Derek ever so often would look off in the distance towards the benches before turning back to his friends to chat.

What is he looking at? Theo thought, following Derek's gaze only to be shocked to see the loser of the school, Stiles Stilinski sitting right in Derek's view point.

Theo smirked seeing a pained expression on Stiles face as Derek looked away.

Theo made his way over to the bleachers taking a seat on the bench right above Stiles, bringing his water bottle up to his mouth, acting as if he was taking a water break.

"I'm gonna play some ball. Wanna come?" Stiles friend, Scott asked.

"No, I'm good here." Stiles replied, sounding down.

Scott frowned at his friend before heading off to the court to play.

Stiles watched as Derek joke around with his friends, laughing across the court.

He let out a depressed sigh.

Theo moved down to Stiles level, scooting right next to the teen on the bench.

"Hey, you want help forgetting him?"

"Wha-what?" Stiles asked confused, meeting Theo's baby blue eyes.

"Derek, he's the one you're pining over right?"

"I'm not pinning over him." Stiles replied stubbornly, moving his eyes back out to the field.

Theo chuckled.

"Okay, sure. That's why you keep looking out to him like a lost puppy dog hoping any minute he is going to claim you as his."

"What do you want Theo? Aren't you worried you'll lose cool point with your gang talking to me?" He snapped.

"Stiles, I am my own person. I can talk to whoever I want. And to answer your previous question, I would like to help."

Stiles turned in his seat to face Theo confused and a bit frustrated.

"Why? Why do you want to help me of all people?"

"Let's just say, I know what it's like to want something you can't have." He said with a smirk.

Stiles frowned, glancing back at Derek playing basketball with his crew.

"Meet me after the game by the lockers. I'm sure I can make it worth your while."

Stiles glanced back at Theo as he gave him a flirty wink before walking off to his gang on the far end of the field.

Stiles blushed a deep pink color.

He looked back at Derek to see he wasn't paying attention, still occupied with his buddies and the game currently going on.

Stiles glanced back over to Theo, who was staring right at him with a knowing smile on his face. He took his shirt off tossing it to the side, showing off his built form before joining his crew in a game of lacrosse.

"That didn't take long. " A shirtless, sweaty Theo mused, walking up to a startled Stiles, who was gripping his tented shorts in need.

"I just came to use the bathroom." Stiles stressed, trying to cover his arousal with his hands.

"Sure you did." Theo replied amused.

"That's why you're hard as a rock in your pants and touching yourself." He breathed into Stiles face, pushing him against the wall.

"Unfortunately, we don't have much time left for much but lucky for you, I can still help you out." He said with a spark of excitement in his eyes that gave Stiles a chill down his spine.

"What are you going to do?"

Without saying a word, Theo pushed Stiles shorts and underwear down in one fluid motion.

Stiles gasped as the cool air touched his exposed skin.

He quickly covered himself embarrassed, scared even.

Theo got on his knees and glanced up at a panting Stiles, who had his eyes squeezed shut.

"Stiles, relax." Theo voiced, removing the teen's hands from his crotch, moving them off to his sides.

Stiles opened his eyes when he felt Theo's warm hands sliding down his butt cheeks, cupping them in his palms.

He lets out a content sigh and rested against the older teen's touch as he watched Theo's tongue come out and lick some precum off his cock.

Stiles gasped and gripped Theo's shoulders, causing the older teen to smirk.

"You like that baby?" Theo asked sweetly.

Stiles blushed at his words biting his lower lip and nodded yes.

Theo moved forward and opened his hot lips, taking the teen's cock inside in one long mouthful.

Stiles groaned on cue and dug his nails into Theo's broad shoulders wanting more.

Theo slid his mouth slowly up and down the teen's swollen cock getting it nice and wet before pulling his mouth away with a loud "pop."

Stiles moaned in protest as Theo smiled up at him holding up a finger singling for him to wait.

Stiles leaned against the wall perplexed and sexual frustrated as the older teen got up and headed over to his locker which was only a few feet away.

Stiles watched anxiously as he keyed in his combo before opening it and digging inside for something.

A moment later Theo returned with a grin on his face and a small bottle of lube in his hand.

Stiles moaned in anticipation and let out a relieved breath when Theo got back into position on his knees in front of the teen's pink, needy dick.

The older teen lubed up a couple of fingers before moving them to Stiles backside.

Without so much as a word, Stiles spread his legs, eager for any pleasure heading his way.

Theo smirked amused and slide a finger in Stiles now wet hole.

"Oh." Stiles gasped at the feeling.

"You like that baby?" Theo coaxed, adding another finger, letting the two slid around his tight hole.

"Mmm, yeah" Stiles whimpered, trying to thrust back into Theo's movements.

"If you like that, you're going to love this." Theo claimed, placing his mouth back on Stiles cock as he fingered his ass.

"Uh, Theo." He moaned through closed eyes, thrusting back and forth against the older teen's mouth and fingers loving the pleasure of it all.

"I'm not gonna last much longer." Stiles whined, moving his grip on Theo's shoulders to the back of his head encouraging his work.

Theo rubbed against Stiles prostate sending him into overdrive.

"Uh, uh, I'm, I'm… ah!" Stiles called out gripping Theo's locks as the older teen sucked hard on Stiles cock, working his mouth up and down his swollen length.

A moment later, Stiles shot his cum down Theo's warm throat.

"Oh god." Stiles panted in daze as Theo removed his mouth and fingers from his body.

Theo stood up and grinned at his handiwork.

" better?" He mused.

"better." Stiles panted.

Theo chuckled.

"Next time it's my turn."

Stiles nodded in agreement.

"You might want to start getting dressed, gyms almost over." Theo voiced heading for the door.

"Hey wait!" Stiles called out, before clumsily pulling his underwear and shorts back up.

Theo turned back to face Stiles.

"What's the thing you want but can't have?" Stiles asked curious.

Theo's smirk grew.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." He teased before heading out the door.