**AU in which the pack is a frat house, Derek is the president, and Stiles is VP**
"So, be honest, did anyone else just join Alpha Beta Omega to see the vice president's cock?" Matt asked, looking to his left and right at the other pledges around him. They were all lying on their backs on a couch in the living room of the Frat house, pants off and legs splayed in the air. Several of their holes winked as they eagerly awaited the hazing of the legendary vice president, Stiles.
"I think I did," Scott said with a blush, trying to rest his head on the back of the sofa, though the visor of his backwards baseball cap kept his head upright. He adjusted his grip on his thick, tanned thighs, keeping them spread wide open for Stiles' allegedly massive dick. His own considerable penis lay on the blue tank top covering his torso, already hard in anticipation. Danny observed the boy's member, thinking that he would be fine with something that big.
"Just how big is it supposed to be?" Danny asked, almost worried as his asshole involuntarily squeezed shut in fear. He suddenly felt exposed, being the only one who hadn't thought to wear a shirt, and therefore the only fully naked one.
"I heard it's supposed to be a freakin' foot, according to this guy in my anthropology class," Jackson said, feeling nervously excited. He wasn't used to being the bottom, but he had to try this. Everyone had heard the legend of how massive this cock was. Only those few pledges who made it through the first few rounds of hazing got to see it, though. He flexed his calf muscles, getting sore while sitting in only his expensive white t-shirt. He realized that he was the only boy on the couch who shaved all of his pubes. He was tempted to see if he was the only one who shaved his asshole as well, but couldn't see past the row of hairy legs.
"Really? Like, twelve whole inches?" Isaac said, shifting uncomfortably. At the end of the sofa, Isaac looked down the row. Everyone else had big dicks and clearly did some kind of manscaping. He knew going in that he would probably be the only virgin, but he didn't think to shave anything. In fact, it had never occurred to him, since nobody ever saw his body. Peering through his legs to the underwear on the floor in front of them, he also noticed that his were the only cheap-looking boxers among the stylish underwear. Again, since nobody ever saw them, it had never occurred to Isaac to bother buying nice ones. His virgin hole felt cold, exposed to the open. He was now second-guessing whether or not waiting for the legendary cock that his brother's friend had told him about was a good idea.
The chatter in the room was silenced as the door opened. Afternoon light filtered through the dingy windows, making the dirty little living room bright as a wiry little man stepped in. He was young and lean, with fairly short-cropped hair. He was wearing red basketball shorts and a grey t-shirt, both hanging loosely from his thin frame. Altogether, he wasn't what the pledges had expected of the legendary Stiles. Most of them assumed he was a big, muscular man with lots of hair, like the president, Derek.
Stiles surveyed this year's crop of fresh meat lying on the couch. At one end, there was a muscular, tanned boy with nice, hairless buttcheeks spreading to show off a hairy little hole. His dick was pretty big, at least seven and a half inches, laying tanned and hard on his abs. Next to him was an even bigger, tanner boy, with a hairless hole, which had obviously been used several times before. He was totally naked, with dark nipples and an equally dark ballsack. His cock was growing in size, stretching across his hard abs. A pale boy was next to him, totally hairless on his balls, hole, and ass. He was very well-groomed, and could've passed for a very provocative model in his designer t-shirt. The boy lying next to him was somewhat less groomed, with a cheap green shirt with long sleeves, and balls that looked like they were usually shaven, but hadn't been in a while. His wet, hairy hole was tensed in anticipation. Next to him, a very nervous looking boy stared down his askew black t-shirt. He looked as if he'd never shaven his body before, with hair on his hole and genitals.
Wordlessly, Stiles ceased his appraisal, moving to the first boy in line. He picked up the black Underarmour boxer-briefs lying within a pair of shorts in front of him. Earlier, the boys had been instructed to take off their pants, shoes, and underwear, and leave them in front of the sofa where they landed. Stiles looked at the boxers, and noticed a little white cum stain on the inside of the crotch. Smiling, he shoved the material into the boy's willing mouth. He moved on to the next boy, picking up the pink and white Hawaiian print briefs. He rolled his eyes, shoving them into the Danny's mouth. As he picked up Jackson's underwear, he paused to look at it. It took him a moment to realize that the straps of black material formed a thong. Laughing outright, he pushed it into the boy's perfect lips. He quickly shoved Matt's short red boxer-briefs into his mouth, feeling the boy was too eager for his attention. He paused at Isaac, surprised as he picked up the cotton material. The big, cheap plaid underwear was worn and pleated, with a small hole between the legs and wide leg holes. Clearly, these had come in bulk from a department store. Judging by the curly-haired boy's clothes, he wasn't poor, but his boxers looked like something a straight boy would wear, if even that. Had he not heard about Stiles' awesome cock? Did he honestly think he was just rushing a regular fraternity? Stiles didn't feel comfortable fucking someone who didn't want it. But the excited, nervous anticipation in the boy's eyes convinced him.
He dropped the cheap underwear, smiling as the boy looked confused. Stiles then pushed his basketball shorts to his ankles, pulling his white jockstrap with it. He put the sweaty jock in Isaac's smiling mouth, and backed up to look at the boys. "Now you won't make too much noise," Stiles said with a grin as he looked at the underwear-filled mouths. All eyes were on his cock. Soft, his cock was already eight inches, bigger than any of the pledges'. His low-hanging balls sagged further down than any of theirs, still stopping short of the cock's head. All of the pledges realized that the rumors were completely true.
Stiles flipped the hem of his shirt behind his head, revealing his hard abs as he stroked his massive member. Quickly, his dick rose to its hard twelve inches. The boy's all watched in awe as he walked over to Scott, hard dick leading the way. He lined up with Scott's hole, slowly working his cock in as Scott moaned into his boxer-briefs. Resting Scott's hairy calves on his shoulders, Stiles worked his cock in and out of the hole. Scott screamed in ecstasy, biting down on the underwear in his mouth as his hands grabbed at the couch beneath him. Stiles' massive dick pummeled the boy's prostate, and Scott's hand eventually found its way to his hard cock. His own balls slapped his thighs as he jerked his cock, and Stiles' balls slapped the boy's fat cheeks, filling the room with noise as four pairs of eyes stared hungrily at the pair. Finally, Scott arched his back, his dark nipples exposed through the armholes of his tank as his dick squirted a huge load of cum onto his shirt.
Scott whimpered slightly as Stiles pulled out, dropping the tanned legs to the ground as he moved on to Danny. Testing the waters, Stiles roughly slid a dry finger into Danny, feeling how tight the boy's well-used hole was. Backing up, Stiles sat on a coffee table across from the couch. "Come sit on this," he said to Danny, pointing at his massive dick. Danny obediently stood, walking over to the member before turning his back on it and lowering himself down. He held his breath while he felt the huge cock enter him, finally letting go as he felt his ass make contact with Stiles' full bush of light-colored pubes. He jumped up and down on the cock, feeling it ram his prostate inside of him as he jacked his own cock. Somehow, he felt even more exposed, being the only totally naked one, and now getting his ass fucked as he jerked off in front of four other guys, even if their legs were in the air. He blushed watching the eight eyes staring back at him as he took it up the ass, totally naked in front of them. The exhilaration turned him on even more, however, and eventually he came on his own chest, a good glob of jizz hitting him on the cheek. Stiles stood, toppling the naked boy over as he removed his dick from the hole. Danny crawled next to Scott, who was now taking off his cum-covered shirt, and sat on the couch next to him. Neither of them returned their legs above their heads, now both just watching, naked as they removed the underwear from their mouths.
Stiles looked over Jackson again before grabbing his hairless pelvis and pulling him of the couch. His naked ass hit the hardwood floor with a smack, and Stiles flipped the boy over, arranging him to his liking. Now Jackson had his knees on the floor, bent over the couch with his head in the cushions. Grabbing hold of his narrow, pale waist, Stiles lined his enormous cock up with the boy's hairless hole and mercilessly rammed into it, hearing the boy beneath him squeal in a mixture of delight and pain. He continued to pull almost all the way out and ram into the boy's smooth hole. He grabbed the neck of the designer t-shirt, using it as a handle as he rhythmically pummeled the boy's prostate. Both of Jackson's hands were being used to brace himself against the couch cushions as he moaned through the dirty thong and into the piece of furniture. Jackson's screams reached a crescendo as Stiles finally pulled his long cock out of the hole. Jackson backed up, revealing his wet cock and a big cum stain on the couch. The boys arched to look at the feat; he'd made Jackson cum without touching his dick. Taking the thong from his mouth, Jackson removed his now-ripped t-shirt, using the expensive tatters to wipe off his cock before sitting down between Danny and Matt.
Stiles looked down at Matt's asshole. The boy had a grin on his mouth through the red boxer-briefs, and was looking hopefully at Stiles. Too hopefully, Stiles decided. Dragging the boy off the couch, Stiles set Matt up on his knees, sitting in front of the huge cock. Stiles pulled the underwear out of the boy's mouth, tossing it aside. Seeming almost confused, Matt took the giant dick into his little mouth, filling it. He almost immediately started to gag as the foot-long penis filled his mouth, snaking into his throat. Matt worked his dick with his hand as Stiles pushed his head onto his cock. Everyone watched Stiles' lithe abs as he pushed the boy further onto his cock. He pushed Matt deep onto his cock, watching his face turn purple before removing it. He did it twice more, jamming his hard on deep into the eager boy's throat. He then took either side of Matt's face and began skullfucking the boy, using his mouth to please his cock. Stiles looked down in time to see the head of matt's little cock explode, spewing cum all over his hand, arm, and shirt. Stiles pulled out, moving on as the boy stood, wobbling over to the couch as he pulled his wet shirt off to wipe down his arm. "How did our asses taste?" Jackson whispered to the boy with a cocky laugh, which Danny and Scott both joined in on. Matt made a face at them.
A rush of emotions went through Isaac as he met eyes with the legendary Stiles. He was nervous, scared, excited, happy, elated, horny, and had a strange sensation of finally getting something that he'd been waiting years for. He found himself worried as Stiles pulled the underwear from Isaac's mouth. Was he going to give a blowjob, too? Somehow, Isaac thought that it seemed an unsatisfactory way to lose his virginity. He was surprised as Stiles leaned further between the boy's aching legs, kissing him in his dry mouth. One of Stiles' long fingers ran the length of the boy's face, tracing his jawline down to his neck, and continuing down his torso, finally tracing the light touch down between his legs. Through the thick hair, he gently rubbed the asshole, continuing kissing the boy while he pushed slightly into the hole, just deep enough to confirm his suspicions. The boy was a virgin.
Stiles pulled back, smiling. He couldn't remember ever having had sex with a virgin. It'd been years since his first time. At this point, he assumed most people had lost their virginity. Gently, he placed his twelve thick inches against the hole. "Tell me if I'm going too fast," he said, light and sweet as he smiled down at the boy. Isaac nervously nodded before looking back down to his pelvis. Stiles placed the boy's ankles on his shoulders, slowly working the tip of his dick into the tight hole. Isaac idly fondled his own cock as he nervously watched, enjoying the feeling of being filled. He whimpered slightly as Stiles continued to slowly push his penis into the boy's hole, though he wasn't sure if the sound was out of pleasure or pain. Slowly and gently, Stiles continued to push until his light pubic hair intermingled with the dark curls between the boy's legs. Isaac smiled broadly as he measured his breathing, enjoying the pleasure and trying to minimize the pain. His cock grew to it's full pale six inches, raising from the dark mass of hair. To his surprised, Stiles reached down and fondled his cock while he tenderly gyrated within the hole, getting him used to the motion. He stroked the six inches while gingerly pulling out of the boy a bit and pushing back in. He worked a slow rhythm, stimulating the prostate in increasing increments as he pulled out more and more, allowing the boy to acclimate. Eventually, he was fucking the boy in earnest, jacking the hot cock in his hand as he brushed the prostate within. The tight hole squeezed his cock tighter as Isaac arched his back, moaning beneath Stiles' touch. The boy removed his twelve inches quickly, jumping down to get his mouth on the cock before it blew. He sucked on the dick while he fondled Isaac's balls, stimulating his prostate from the outside with his thumb. A huge load of cum filled his mouth, almost making him cough as Isaac moaned loudly, his big eyes closed.
Stiles swallowed the load as he pulled back, watching the boy come down from the moment of pure ecstasy. Isaac was clearly satisfied, happy that his expectations had been exceeded. He took off his shirt, though only really to match the other four boys. Stiles stood, looking down at the five naked boys lying on the couch in front of him. He stroked his big dick a few times, smiling. "Alright, come and get it," he said, taking his hand off. The pledges hesitated for a moment before jumping from the couch, eagerly surrounding his cock.
Before any of them could reach the cock, the door slammed open again. Derek stepped in, muscular and taut in a white tank top and black sweatpants. "Oh no you don't," he said, making his way behind Stiles and grabbing him forcefully by the hair. "Not before I've had my turn."
With that, he dropped his sweatpants, revealing an eight inch boner. Though not as long as Stiles', it was undoubtedly thicker; it looked to be about four inches in diameter. The five boys gasped, unaware that they'd been in the presence of such a huge cock since they started their hazing. Taking off his tank, Derek shoved Stiles forward, so that the boy's hands were against the wall. Roughly pulling apart the boy's asscheeks, he revealed the tight hole, plunging his tongue into it. Stiles moaned, and he quickly withdrew his tongue, spitting on the hole and using one hand to line his dick up. The other hand grabbed Stiles' hair as he plunged into the hole. The pledges, urged on by Stiles' loud scream of pleasure, circled around his cock, each stimulating it in some way. Scott worked the head, swallowing it and pleasuring the sensitive underside with his skilled tongue. Matt worked on trying to fit the hairy balls into his mouth. Danny and Jackson each worked on either side of his long cock, one licking up one side while the other licked down the other side. Sliding between Stiles' legs, Isaac used his tongue to stimulate Stiles' prostate from the outside, licking the shaved area between his ass and balls. He could feel the massive cock pushing against the prostate as he licked. Stiles moaned louder and louder, every part of him being stimulated as Derek pinched his nipples with his free hand.
Derek commanded the pledges back, leaving Stiles' dick unattended as his cries reached a climax. His dick squirted load after load of hot cum on the boys' eager faces, chests, and shoulders. Derek finished at the same time, pulling out to cover his own chest and Stiles' back and ass with thick ropes of cum. They all sat still for a moment, unsure what to do next. Isaac took the lead, licking a glob of jizz from Stiles' plump asscheek. Matt licked a drip that was about to fall from Derek's thick hard on. Suddenly, everyone in the Frat house began licking each other clean, tasting each other's bodies as they ate the President's and Vice President's cum.
Once everyone was clean, Stiles and Derek stood side-by-side, naked. Their impressive dicks swung between their legs, Stiles' still long while flaccid, Derek's still two inches thick while soft. They looked down at the tangle of naked boys on the floor, covered in each other's spit. Together, they said "Welcome to pack, Alpha Beta Omegas."