Note: I'm super tired. I'm updating at 1:40 A.M. in the morning, just to give you guys something to read. Some review love would be great in return.
In case any of you are wondering, Stiles goes Saturday to visit his dad, he left early Sunday morning to head back and now it's Sunday evening and Stiles is going on his mini camp trip with Isaac for a couple hours ( 3 to 4 hours top) before he has work the next day. What can I say, Stiles is a busy man.
After a twenty minute drive by the woods I made a turn off the main road and proceeded down the end of a side road. At the sound of my GPS telling me I had reached my destination, I turned the engine of my car off, and took a moment to look the directions Isaac gave me over on my cell, once more.
I decided to send him a text just to be on the safe side.
Stiles: I'm here… I think.
Isaac: Cool, I'm at the clearing.
I opened my car door and got out examining the area. There was a lot of dirt and trees surrounding the area with a view of the mountains in the far background. The sun was sitting lower in the sky; it was going to be dark in a couple of hours.
There was no sign of life or Isaac. I was worried I might have taken a wrong turn somewhere, as the area around me was secluded and the pant life was over grown and looked untouched by human life.
This is not the best idea to be out in the middle of nowhere, if something goes wrong and someone gets lost or worst, hurt.
I took my bag full of camp supplies, Isaac mentioned I would need, out of my trunk. I made sure to bring bug spray, a flashlight, a sleeping bag, a cell phone, some water and snack products.
I threw my hefty bag over my shoulder and walked up a five minute trail that lead to a big clearing, noticing a young man nearby who was leaning against the back of a red pickup truck with his arms folded against his chest.
The guy was wearing a straw cowboy hat and had his head down towards the ground, making it impossible to see his face. I examined the man's get up.
He was in full blown cowboy gear, wearing tight blue jeans, a blue and white checkered shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows showing off the muscles in his arms. He was even sporting some black cowboy boots.
"Isaac, is that you?" I asked carefully.
Suddenly the guy brought his head up revealing his face. A grin spread to his lips.
"Howdy." Isaac said in a thick country accent, tipping his head towards me as he spoke.
"What are you wearing?" I asked a bit taken back.
"I was supposed to be joke. You know because everyone assumes only cowboys camp." Isaac replied, pouting slightly when he didn't get the response he was hoping for.
"You know, you look pretty sexy in that getup." I voiced, taking a closer look, trying not to over step my boundaries.
"Thanks." Isaac said blushing, taking off his straw hat and tossing it in the back of his pickup truck, before fixing a few strains of hair that moved out of place.
"So did you bring everything I told you to?" Isaac asked, coming closer.
I lifted up my big bag in the air for him to see.
"Yup, maybe too much."
Isaac snickered as he led me over to where we were going to be camping.
"Nonsense, you can never be too prepared." Isaac stated as he showed me the huge tent he had set up.
"Wow, this thing is massive, someone could live in here." I stated as I sat my bag down in the dirt and crunched down to make my way into the tent, looking it over.
"Well, that is the general idea; you want it big enough to live in while you camp. I know we aren't spending the night out here but it's the only tent I have and it felt silly to buy a smaller one for one evening." Isaac explained.
I took a spot on the sleeping bag that was already on the ground, as I looked up at the screened in top, allowing me to view the sky.
"No, this is perfect." I said finding myself already getting comfortable.
Isaac snickered noticing this.
I brought my bag inside, taking my own sleeping bag out to lie next to Isaac's.
"Good, glad you like it. I actually got a surprise for you." He said as he came inside next to me, unzipping a nearby bag.
I watched curious as he took out a bottle of clear liquid which I assumed was some form of alcohol.
"What is it?" I asked as I uncapped the top and took a whiff.
"Oh my god, that's strong."
Isaac chuckled at the disgusted face I made, seeing I was clearly not a fan of the smell.
"It's Moonshine. It's strong and takes some getting used to but its good, try it." He insisted.
I took a sip and nearly choked on it. It tasted like straight up rubbing alcohol.
"You'll get used to it." Isaac said as he grabbed the bottle from my hand and to my amazement took a generous mouthful, as if it was nothing.
"So did you enjoy your visit with your dad?" Isaac asked as he handed the bottle back to me.
"Yeah, it was definitely due. I wish I could have spent more time with him than a day and I'm sure he does to but work calls. I'll have to wait till I can take some actual vacation time off from work to really catch up with him." I said, as I took another sip of the alcohol, finding it shockingly more bearable this time around.
Isaac and I took turns drinking from the bottle till it was nearly gone. The sun disappeared from the sky and was replaced with darker skies, followed by some stars. Isaac turned on a battery operated light he brought with him, setting it in the corner of the tent, giving us a nice glow.
"So this is what it's like to camp, huh?" I asked, as I lay back on my sleeping bag looking up at the stars through the screened in top, feeling a good buzz going on in my head.
Isaac lay next to me on his own sleeping bag.
"Sort of, there is a lot more; you're kind of getting the short end of the stick, considering we don't have much time." Isaac said apologetically.
"That's okay. I don't mind. This is quiet nice, peaceful. I can see why you like it." I replied with a pleasant smile on my lips as I shut my eyes enjoying the calm.
"Yeah, it's helps to have good company too." Isaac breathed next to my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
I reopened my eyes, and turned to find him closer than I last remembered, in fact he was just inches from me.
His hot breath thick with alcohol swept over my face.
"I really wish I could kiss you." He confessed.
I didn't know if it was the alcohol talking or if the romantic environment had anything to do with it but I didn't care, in that moment I felt the same way. Without thinking, I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him closer to me, closing up the space between us as our lips smashed against each other in a drunken kiss.
Isaac moaned against my mouth grabbed a hold of the back of my head, keeping me close as our tongues started to play.
I grabbed Isaac's leg letting it rest on my hip as I pushed my clothed dick up against his, feeling my pants get tighter with every passing second. Our legs entangled and our clothed crotches rubbed against each other in dire need of relief.
We had to stop before there was no going back. I broke the passionate kiss and moved back, removing his limbs from mine to give us both some room and a chance to clear our heads.
"Is it because of him, your friends with benefits person?" Isaac asked curious.
"No, it's not him. It's just, it's getting late and I have to work early tomorrow." I voiced, not sure how much longer I could stay.
"Derek's pretty strict about you being on time huh?"
"Yeah."
It got quiet for a moment and then a serious look washed over Isaac's face.
"Can I tell you a secret?" He asked.
"Sure."
I watched Isaac fidgeting with his hands with a look of uncertainty on his face. As if he was silently debating whether or not to tell me his secret. I started to feel a bit uncomfortable and nervous as to what Isaac was going to confess.
"Derek and I hooked up once."
"What?" I replied, feeling sick to my stomach, and strangely enough, feeling a bit betrayed by Derek.
"One time at a party, I got pretty hammered and well, long story short, I found my mouth being drawn to his crotch. It was a mistake but it still bugs me that I stoop that low." Isaac confessed.
"Does Lydia know?" I asked trying to keep my emotions in check but finding it hard to do so.
"No, of course not. Please Stiles, don't tell her. If she found out, it would ruin everything. Lydia and I are so close; I don't want to lose that over a stupid drunken night." He pleaded.
"Oh, fuck it!" I expressed, giving Isaac a hard kiss on the lips.
I didn't want to talk about it anymore, I was so pissed and hurt by Derek and I wasn't even sure why. I just wanted to forget it every happened.
I unzipped Isaac's jeans through the kiss as he worked on mine. Once we had both our pants undone, I broke the kiss and flipped him on his stomach pulling his tight pants down revealing his ass to me.
Isaac gasped, placing his hands on the ground for support as I plunged my hard dick into him without warning.
He groaned against the floor as I wrapped my hands on his hips and thrusted into him over and over again. The sound of Isaac's moans of pleasure became mute to my ears and images of Derek fucking him clouded my brain, making me cringe and pant heavily at the thought.
I tighten my grip on Isaac's hips and thrusted harder and deeper into him, hoping to rid myself of the haunting pictures. I could feel my eyes began to water and my hands shake as I came.
After, I pulled my limp dick out of him and fell over on my side feeling both physically and emotionally exhaustion.
"Shit Stiles that was…there are no words." Isaac panted against the ground.
After calming his breathing down, Isaac pulled his pants back up and turned to his side to face me, noticing I was still panting heavily.
"You okay?"
"I don't know." I answered honestly.
Note: Next chp Stiles confronts Derek.