So there are lulls and surges in my postings. This happens to be a one of those times that my postings are going crazy. I want to thank those of you who continuously read even though I don't update steadily.

STILES

Derek is a man on a mission by the time Julia returns us to her office. "Yeah, today was nice, the houses are good looking but it seems we have to go." I rush as Derek pulls me along to the car. Julia waves us off as we speed into the late afternoon in the complete opposite direction of the apartment.

Derek drives to a destination that is predetermined in his head, but not mine. His face hard, and muscles shifting under his skin as he reaches over to take my phone for the second time today. Looking down to the screen for a second he dials one of my contacts. Scott. Not too soon after the first ring, Scott answers. "Hey Stiles, everything is going great! I can-" Scott is cut off by a screaming Sawyer, proving that Scott is a liar. "I. Want. My. Dah-dee!" Sawyers demand tugs at my heartstrings. I want to go as soon as I hear that, Derek must smell the anxiety I give off. In an instant, the hard-on I have been nursing is gone.

"It's time to go home Derek."

"Scott, we will be home in 2 hours, just hold on until we get there." Scott stammers for a moment before Derek takes his option away. "2 hours Scott. We will hurry." Without another word Derek is off the phone, pulling into a fancy looking hotel. Without arguing, Derek leads me into the lobby.

"Room 426, 4th floor," The girl giggles at a very sexually frustrated Derek, who has no time for her antics. He nods in response, ushering me along quickly to the elevators, the first to arrive is full, but since it is the ground floor, all of the guests pour out as we rush in, pressing the brass 4 button. When the doors shut, Derek's mouth is on mine, pressing me into the wall with his big, powerful hips. His impressive meat causing my breath to hitch. Only one beep later, the doors open to a new floor, Derek peels off immediately to turn at the doors. The wolfs on the other side of the doors walk in despite the growls coming from my Alpha mate. The taller of the two reaches for the button panel to press the 4 button, and retracts his arm when he notices it is already lit.

"You a'ight mate?" The australian wolf asks to no one in particular. Derek shifts his lustful eyes to me, his mouth hardening into a firm line. The elevator beeps. "You're kind of glowing." Shit, Im blushing. Another beep

"Yeah, yeah i'm fine." As the doors open, I step from behind Derek and grip his forearm to lead him to our room. The strangers turn the other direction once they are out of the elevator.

DEREK

As soon as we get in the room, we sink to the nicely made bed. Stiles' hand extend out and land on my lap. We are close and his knees bang up against mine as he leans forward. That hand lands in exactly the right spot, directly on my swollen dick. I let out an involuntary growl and spread my thighs apart. Stiles' fingers grip my fat stick, throbbing through the light material of my pants. Taking this as his que, he leaps forward, dropping to his knees between my legs and burying his face in my lap.

"Fuck!" I grunt at the sudden feel of Stiles' wet mouth clamping on my cock. "Get out those condoms." I groan out.

I can feel his trembling body between my bare thighs. All of the sudden I want to fuck that tight ass so bad I can taste it. He gurgles a reply before lifting his face from my lap and grasping the waist band of my underwear and tugging at them. I lift my butt of the bed cooperatively, as he pulls my boxers with my pants down over my ankles and bare feet.

I suddenly feel very exposed as my cock bobs up in the air between us. He is quick though, and I hear him tearing at a condom wrapper with his teeth, then I can feel his fingers shaking as they grasp my cock and roll the condom over it. I gasp as Stiles swoops down over my cock with his mouth. Stiles sucks noisily as he bobs up and down in a hungry rhythm. I lean back in the bed and open up my thighs, feeling hot air on my balls as Stiles sucks around the base of my dick. He has it all in, although he is gagging a little as the dick thrust past his tonsils. I thrust up into his face with my hands on his shoulders. I fuck his face while he sucks and pumps my cock.

But it is too intense. It only lasts about five minutes before I am grunting like a predator and my claws extend. He sucks harder as my jizz fills the condom wrapping it and I squirm around in my spot, blowing air in big huffs. Stiles pulls his mouth from my pulsing boner with a slurp. "That is awesome, do you want to fuck my ass now?"

I am still panting as the final spurts of jizz ooze from my cock head, unable to answer due to my shifted mouth. Stiles proves his boldness by rising up quickly and shucking his pants and underwear, then squatting over my lap with his thighs spread on either side of mine. Reaching behind his back he grips my hard cock, rubbing the wrapped shaft all over his parted crack.

His chest is in my face as he scents my body. I am still in a bit of shock with this turn of events- and weak from my orgasm. But the feel of his crack rubbing against my dick shoots me into action. Reaching around Stiles' waist with both hands I grab his butt cheeks. The compact globes are silky warm to the touch and trembling violently. For all his boldness, he is nervous and blushing again.

I grope his firm butt as he humps up and down in my lap and rub my cock over his crack. The squishy ooze of my jizz trapped in the condom only makes me hot all over again. I will have no trouble fucking his sexy ass. "Let's put a condom on your cock," I gasp out.

"Sure, then you'll fuck my ass for me?" Stiles whispers. "I get super horny when i'm pregnant. I hope you're ready for this."

"You bet I am." Stiles stands again and for the first time I notice his stomach. It is still not that big, but the curve is subtle enough for me to notice. I want to suck him before I fuck him. "You look great babe." I murmur as my hands fondle his naked belly, then thighs, and finally his ass.

He moves around in front of me again as he finds his discarded pants and produces more condoms. He must have brought a ton of the things. He wraps his dick with shaking fingers as I slide my hands all over his naked hips and ass. His body jerks between my thighs as I pull him close and squeeze his plump ass cheeks. I can feel his hot breath above me.

I steer him with my hands on his ass so that his crotch is in my face. "Before you sit on my lap, let me give you a taste of things to come." I murmur licking a line from his neck downward. I make a stop at his left nipple, then I go down leaving swirls on his belly, and down again to his cock. Before he can answer, I suck his cock into my mouth. The shaft bangs against the inside of my cheeks as he shove forward and gasped. I lick with my tongue and massage with my lips as he shakes against me.

I have both hands on his ass then and i slide them into his crack. Stiles straddles me, opening up his butt so that my fingers have free access. My fingers slide over his flesh that quivers delightfully until I find his puckered hole deep in the center of that open crack.

"Oh man- yeah that's so awesome," Stiles pants above me.

I examine his asshole with a pair of fingers as I suck his cock in and out of my mouth with slimy slurps. He fucks my face and grasps my shoulders with both hands, pushing back into my fingers as he arches his back and wiggles back and forward. He doesn't know which way to move as I slurp over his cock and finger his rim. I wrap my lips around the cap of his cock and twist my tongue over it as I use my fingers to stroke open the center of his twitching slot. He gasps as I begins to insert a fingertip beyond his tight ass lips.

'You gotta fuck me! I want it up the ass so bad!" Stiles begs as my finger insinuate itself up into his quivering enterance.

That asshole is so damn tight. I worm my finger deeper and wiggle it while his ass shakes and his hands grips my shoulders. We need to ease the way to make it more comfortable for him in a moment.

"I got some lube in my pants, I was hoping we would fuck." Stiles grunts out.

He'd read my mind, or else he is just feeling that finger stretching his asshole and wondering how my cock is going to fit up there. I smile around the cock in my mouth as I thought of him planning this night of sex. I shove my finger deep into him and then pull it out. The lips of his hole gape outward as my digit exited.

I let his cock slide from my lips. "Let's lube your asshole." I say.

He is shaking all over as he bends down to search for his pants. I run my hands over his back and butt while he moves until he stands back up with a bottle of lubricant in his hand. I take it from him and open the cap by feel. I squirt out a stream of the stuff all over my fingers.

"This will do the trick. Spread your legs again."

He doesn't utter a word as he straddles my lap. I reach up under his thighs and rub the gooey lube in my fingers, sliding them around the smooth flesh as I search out his asshole. Crouching over me with his legs spread, his ass button pouts outward as I rub lube all over it. Stiles let out a deep sigh, his butt cheeks trembling, as I tease that tender entrance. He grunt loudly when I work a finger into him and begins to fuck his asshole with.

"How's that feel? Are you okay?" Giving a pause, I continue "You like that finger up your tight butt?" I ask in a whisper.

Stiles squirms around on my finger, thrusting his rigid dick into my chest. He doesn't answer at first, focused on the strange feel of a finger digging around in his butt. Then I feel that clamping hole yield, and I immediately shove a second finger up it.

Stiles let out another loud grunt, followed by an obscene whisper in my ear. "Oh, yeah! Yeah! Fuck that tight asshole!" I hold my fingers inside him while he bucks around in my lap and fuck himself over them. A few moments of that and his asshole is ready for my cock.

I pull his butt down on my lap and thrust my cock up into his crack. He feel my hard shaft against his naked skin and he leans forward into my chest and begins to hump downward. I keep two fingers up his ass as I aim my cock head at the stuffed hole. The gooey mess of jizz in the condom still wrapping my hard on only intensifies my excitement as it squishes around and tickled my aching cock head.

We squirm like that for a few seconds. I feel his clamping asshole quiver around my fingers as he grows hotter and hotter. Finally I slide my fingers out, then immediately cram the head of my cock into the lubed, swollen slot they left behind.

"Oh-mi-fucking-gawd," he sighs out in five long syllables. His asshole is plenty tight, but my fingers have warmed him up-and he is hungry for cock, starving for it. I have the head and a few good inches of shaft buried in one easy plunge. I feel the tight muscle envelop my condom wrapped bone, the squish of my own jizz adds lubricant that has me panting.

Stiles takes over, with his hands on my shoulders, he slowly fucks himself over my dick. His butt cheeks quiver in my hands as he rides my cock up and down until he finally settles in my lap with his balls on my belly. My cock feels great. He has the whole fucking thing up his ass.

"Im stuffed with cock." comes out in a moan before he continues, "I'm full of hard, hot cock." I shiver to hear him talk like that, it is so hot. He is loving every stiff, steamy inch of my cock. I hold his ass in my hands, amazed at the smoothness. My claws leave thin silver lines that seal up a few seconds after they form. I stroke the claw marks lovingly as I feel my cock throbbing deep inside his tight asshole. His sphincter pulses around my dick as he holds himself over it. He begins to rise and fall again, little gasps and grunts punctuating every thrust of my cock as it enters and exits his aching butt hole.

I run my hands over his body as he fucks himself on my cock. His slim build is accented by his wide shoulders and hard swells of muscles in his arms and back. His trembling sides narrows to that very small waist and then curve out to his lush, sweat soaked ass. His thighs are strong and hairless, draped over mine and tensed as he rides my pole with steadily increasing fervor.

I inhale his sweaty aroma, mixed with the healthy scent of wild. His tight asshole grows slacker, yielding to the cock stuffing it as he humps up and down, faster and faster.

I'd already come once, and I know I can last a while at that point. I lean back and revel in the feel of his slender body over mine as he writhes in the act of getting butt fucked; his little gasps and whimpers are like music to my ears. His naked ass and thighs slide over mine as he bounces up and down in my lap. His cock lurches against my stomach as he fucks his own ass with my cock, until he begins crying and pounding up and down over my lap. I grip his sweaty ass cheeks and pull them wide open as I thrust up into his hole in time to his bouncing rhythm.

"I'm gonna shoot my load!" he moaned.

I feel the growing tension in his body. He's rubbing his cock all over my stomach and eating up my come surround cock with his squirming asshole. I clamp my mouth over his shoulder and bite down at the exact second he cries out. "I'm coming with a big cock up my ass!"

His asshole convulses over my cock as he slams down over it. His cock against my stomach jerks and I feel warm cum filling the condom over it. He squirms in my lap moaning as I hold him close and whisper in his ear. "Let it go. Blow your load. Your ass is fucked good now."

He shakes in my arms for a good moment. I hold him while he settles, my cock still hard and buried up his spamming asshole. I haven't come again yet, but I am close.

With the understanding that I haven't come yet Stiles pushes me down to lay flat on the bed. "My ass is so empty now." He complains as he rolls his condom off, tying it in a knot and tossing it in a trashcan on the other side of the room. When he returns, he lowers to his knees, wasting no time before going down on my rock hard bone. The head hits his throat and he falters, but then forces it down.

Once he is bottomed out on my cock, his tongue slips past his lips to wet my balls, while he simultaneously swallows around my thick meat. The lips come up for a breath of air, and I stand. Stiles rocks back on his heels as I lace my fingers in his hair, slightly tugging his head backward too. With my free hand, I rip the condom off and toss it to the side, a little bit spilling onto the carpet below. Within a few strokes, I erupt onto his face. Come gets in his hair, a lot in his mouth, and a few drops in his eye.

The phone rips my attention from my latest orgasm, and on the third ring I pick up. Within the second I understand that we have to get home immediately.

So this sex scene does not belong to me. I edited it from a book, this scene was written by Michael Murphy.