"What, you can tell me anything man."

"Allison and I haven't even had sex yet, I'm a virgin too."

"What, you, no! I don't believe it, you told me about all this wild and sexy shit that you two do on a daily basis."

"Yeah, that's all a bunch of lies…"

Stiles thought for a second, why would he lie about this. He wasn't complaining because this was the best moment of his life, finally getting to be this close to his best friend, something that felt more real than the touch of Scott's body. Stiles, worried, looked into Scott's eyes and gave him a look like he knew how he felt, and he wanted to make him feel comfortable. Stiles reached up and laid his hand on Scott's cheek and moved in to kiss him.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Scott asked.

"Can't you just trust me for a second?" Stiles said.

"I trust you enough to be letting you give me a blowjob, so, yes."

Stiles gave Scott a look of compassion and brotherhood that captured both souls, leaving them in the most vulnerable part of their life. Stiles moved in and began to kiss Scott on his lips, feeling his heart beginning to race as the passion grew. Not only were they in the locker room, they were in the throws of something real. They didn't want this to end, but Scott had to go meet Allison, which drove Stiles to a dangerous point of jealousy that was new to him. He knew that, what him and Scott had, it had to be secret; they would have to continue hiding what they had from everyone because if they formed a solid relationship, things would be hard for them. They would never be able to be on the same lacrosse team and they would never be able to be in the same class, because no one was ballsy enough to be in a relationship with a guy if you were a guy.

Scott and Stiles got up and headed over to the lockers to put on their clothes, Stiles walking slightly ahead of Scott to avoid an awkwardness that was going to happen. As they walked, Scott walked up and cupped Stiles ass, making him squirm and jump and flinging his towel across the locker room.

"Dude, we were just naked in the shower, you were sucking me off, and then we kissed for a good five minutes. You are meaning to tell me that me grabbing your ass freaks you out?" Scott said as he was chuckling the whole time.

"I just wasn't expecting it and it has never happened to me before, so forgive me if I jumped." Stiles said as he went to go pick up his towel.

Scott and Stiles looked at each other, butt naked, and thought about fucking all night long. The temptation was there and proverbial apple was dangling in front of their faces, but they couldn't bite into it until another time. They knew that it was going to happen, but they had no clue when it was going to happen. Scott and Stiles put on their clothes on and—

"STILLINSKI… WAKE UP!" Professor Harris said.

Stiles was no wide awake with a teacher yelling in his face and a boner in his pants. This was no longer a dream, he was in class and embarrassed by the fact that he had fell asleep in class, thinking about the moment that changed his and Scott's friendship. As professor Harris, walked to the front of the room, Stiles looked at his phone to see if he got any new messages. There was one message in his inbox, from Scott asking him to meet after school to talk.

Stiles was thinking about all the things that could happen during this talk, he thought about how his friendship with Scott was going to end and he was not prepared for this at all. Stiles spent the rest of the period worrying about everything; the stress and pressure made him sweat profusely. The bell for school rang and Stiles grabbed his books and headed toward his locker. Thankfully he didn't have to worry about catching the bus, he finally got his car back after it being in the shop.

"Stiles!" Scott shouted from the other end of the hallway.

Stiles heart began to race and the first thing that he could process was to run and avoid any confrontation with Scott. He threw his books in his locker, got out the things that he needed for homework and bolted toward his car, but he never thought about the fact that he was going to try and outrun a wolf boy. He flew past people, pushing people in the process, getting his keys out so he could go home. He made it out to the parking lot and Scott was nowhere to be seen so he was in the clear. He got to his car and Scott was there waiting against the hood of the car, looking rather sexy, making Stiles pants grow a little bit.

"Any particular reason that you were running away from me?" Scott asked, smirking as the words flew past his lips.

"I—ugh—um—ya know…" Stiles was able to get that out, which was much more than he thought that he would.

"Stiles, why were you running away from me?"

"I'm scared Scott." He said as he looked down toward his keys.