We all masturbate, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's also something most prefer to keep private. But sometimes, people forget to knock while we're in the middle of things, and awkwardness ensues.
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➊ EMBARRASSMENT Yeah, someone just caught you in a very private act and you kind of wish the ground would swallow you up. Now.
➋ ANGER How dare someone barge in on you without knocking! You'll give them a piece of your mind right now.
➌ EXCITEMENT/EXHIBITIONISM happens to be a major turn-on for you, so you'll just continue. Maybe even ask them to give you a hand, you never know...
➍ APATHY Big deal, it's not like they've been living in a bubble where they never knew masturbation existed, and if they were they had to find out about it sometime.
➎ SQUICK Either it was a family member who just walked in on you or you just feel so utterly dirty at having been caught doing something so personal.
➏ DELAYED reaction You didn't even notice they were there until after you finished.
➐ DERAILED REACTION Oh no you've been--what is that on their head? Wait, the world's ending now? D-did you just see that unicorn? Worry about being caught later, figure out what the hell is going on first.
➑ FRUSTRATION COME ON, EVERY TIME!
➒ RELIEF Thank GOODNESS someone came by! Otherwise you'd have had to stop and go grab that toy/pillow/remote for the annoying stereo yourself. Also they could maybe swap discs because this movie isn't really doing it for you. What do you mean it's inappropriate? It's not like you're asking them to watch.
It wasn't like Scott just couldn't hold off any longer or anything like that, even though he was still a healthy teenage boy... with the added benefit of being a werewolf too, but Isaac had been staying with him fro about a week not, and during that time the two of them were never really apart. It was safer, but Scott also liked getting to know the other wolf better, and Isaac needed the support. Still, when it seemed like Isaac was out of the house for a while, Scott saw the opportunity and couldn't resist.
After making sure the door was closed, he kicks off his shoes and lies back on his bed. It only takes a few minutes of browsing some porn on his phone before he's pulling off his belt and pushing his pants and boxers down enough to free his cock. He starts to stroke himself slowly, closing his eyes and getting lost in a recurring daydream of his.
At least, he was until he hears the door opening and feels Isaac's eyes on him. He looks up at his friend and freezes. For a good long minute he just doesn't move, as if Isaac was a T-Rex from Jurassic Park and if he doesn't make a move then maybe the other guy somehow won't see him. Eventually though, he gets that it's not going to work, so he just sighs once Isaac closes the door.
"Uh... Hi?" This was definitely awkward, but at the same time Scott at least isn't freaking out or anything. He's just... Staring up at Isaac with his cock still in his hand. "I... Didn't know you were... home." Because this was Isaac's home now too.
The fact that Scott finally just says hi almost makes him laugh, this is just all so ridiculous. But, at least the other boiy isn't freaking out or anything. He's just... laying there with his pants down and his cock in his fingers. And Isaac is still staring. He swallows, licking his lips which suddenly feel very dry.
He nods in understanding when Scott explains he didn't know he was here. Except, it hits him in his chest, curls around his heart, because that's not what Scott says. He says home. As if despite the fact that Isaac has no claim to this place, that Scott's decided he belongs here. It fills him with warmth, and it's that sudden rush of feeling that has that offer off his lips: "I could help."
He flushes, shrugging his shoulders at the realization it's a bit inappropriate. He shifts on his feet, startingto backpedal as he looks at the other wolf. He's still all dopey for Allison, even if they aren't together. "Well, I mean.. I wasn't saying.. I just, well, I used to for Derek and I just thought maybe..."
His mouth hangs open for a moment and then he shuts it because it finally clicks that shutting the hell up is probably the best choice here. Did he really just admit to the whole Derek thing? No, he couldn't have... He's pretty sure he did. Fuck.
Isaac might not have been part of his pack, but he always said that he trusted Scott, and, over time, Scott came to trust him and see him as a friend... He wanted him as something more, though he wasn't sure he could or should ever tell Isaac that. He didn't want to risk their still shaky and fragile friendship.
That's why, despite the obvious surprise that shows on his face, Scott doesn't seem at all put off by the idea, and he doesn't scramble to cover up or play off everything that was happening. He just stares blankly for a moment, because he isn't sure that he heard Isaac correctly. He wasn't sure, and he wasn't so hopeful to believe what he thought he'd heard.
But Isaac keeps talking He'd done this before with Derek? Scott has to wonder if there's more to that than Isaac's ever let on. Isaac still hasn't told him about what happened and why he wasn't living with Derek anymore, and what he thought was just an argument or Derek being... well, Derek... Now he couldn't help wondering if they'd gotten into a fight over this.
Swallowing hard, he looks up at Isaac. His erection hasn't gone down in the slightest, and, eventually, he nods a little. "You can join if you want," His voice came out roughly. He'd never done anything like this before, the most he'd done with another guy before was just comparing size with Stiles, but this... The thought of being touched by and touching Isaac had his heart pounding in his chest, full of nervous excitement.
Isaac has this horrible urge to start talking, because he might be a werewolf, but he's also victim to an even worse curse -- being a teenager. And he's flustered and awkward and so talking, and inevitably saying things that likely make it worse is almost a compulsion until Scott says he can join. He wants to. Maybe it's for all the wrong reasons; because he's hurt and lonely and he wants to feel someone, remind himself what pleasure feels like, that even if it's not Derek that someone cares. Even if it's not in the same way. He really liked Derek. A whole lot. In all of those awkward feelings he didn't entirely know how to say in words but hoped that Derek had understood.
He wishes he could say it's not about Derek. He knows it shouldn't be. But the best he can manage is that it's not entirely about Derek. Because he does like Scott. Especially living together over the past weeks, there have been moments, seeing him fresh out of the shower, or how he falls asleep with their bodies pressed together. How Scott is a dork, but trustworthy and loyal and Isaac has always trusted him. He wants to do this with Scott, not just with someone.
He moves over, sitting on the edge of the bed, and after catching his breath he presses a hand to Scott's stomach, just above the waistband of his jeans. He lets his hand slide down, touching against the head and then layering over Scott's fingers and ducking in to lewdly lick a head of precum from the head of his cock. He looks at Scott, trying to gauge his reaction. And then he was just going to kind of.. swirl his tongue around the head as their linked fingers stroked over Scott's cock. He looked up, blue eyes with pale lashes sliding over Scott's face.
"I could, uh, if you want, suck you off." His voice was low, a little husky, but there was that edge of uncertainty because he didn't really know where the lines here were. With Derek he'd always known, but this was new territory.
Isaac had been so broken up ever since he came here, and Scott couldn't help getting angry about it, at Derek for being so cruel to the one member of his back who wanted to stay with him. He'd wanted to give the alpha a piece of his mind, but he promised Isaac that he wouldn't... And yet Isaac kept sulking and looking heartbroken, and they hadn't talked about it at all... So, getting Isaac like this, as sudden and strange as it was, was at least a welcome change from the air of gloom he had before.
Not to mention that it excited Scott to feel Isaac this close. It wasn't caring and (mostly) innocent like when they slept together, his arms wrapped around the other beta to help him feel safe, wanted, and loved. This was more than Scott could have hoped for.
He gasps as he feels Isaac's tongue brushing over the tip of his cock, licking up the generous amount of precum he was producing. His free hand moves to brush through Isaac's hair, and he slowly removes his hand from his cock. "Is that what you want to do?" He asks in a similarly husky tone. He wanted this, without a doubt, and with Isaac he knew that there were no lines, no limits. He just didn't want to force the other wolf into anything he didn't want to do. He didn't have to feel obligated to Scott. "I'd... really like that, Isaac."
Isaac murmurs at the way that Scott's hand brushes through his hair, strangely affectionate in that way the other beta had. He nods silently at the question, not entirely trusting his voice, not letting himself say that he wanted this. There was that brief flicker of uncertainty, that moment where he wasn't entirely sure that Scott wasn't just humoring him, but there's something in his voice, in the tone of it. And then there's that reassurance: I'd really like that.
And he flashes Scott a smile, not perfect, but it's lighter than he's managed on any night since he unofficially moved in. It's all desire, promise, because Scott's right -- Isaac has no lines. They gets obscured, ruined by his absolute need to please, but despite that he knows that he likes this. He takes a breath, and then he pushes down, his blues watching Scott as best he can as his mouth slides down on his thick cock.
He doesn't stop. He takes it all with that desperate needy desire to please. He's sucking and loudly, lewdly slurping at Scott's cock before he pushes down, the head sliding into his throat, and he just takes it deeper. It's one continuous motion of further and more; Isaac deepthroating Scott until his nose is pressed into his navel, all of it buried down his throat.
His blue eyes just slightly glassy, but it's more with desire, with how good this is.
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After making sure the door was closed, he kicks off his shoes and lies back on his bed. It only takes a few minutes of browsing some porn on his phone before he's pulling off his belt and pushing his pants and boxers down enough to free his cock. He starts to stroke himself slowly, closing his eyes and getting lost in a recurring daydream of his.
At least, he was until he hears the door opening and feels Isaac's eyes on him. He looks up at his friend and freezes. For a good long minute he just doesn't move, as if Isaac was a T-Rex from Jurassic Park and if he doesn't make a move then maybe the other guy somehow won't see him. Eventually though, he gets that it's not going to work, so he just sighs once Isaac closes the door.
"Uh... Hi?" This was definitely awkward, but at the same time Scott at least isn't freaking out or anything. He's just... Staring up at Isaac with his cock still in his hand. "I... Didn't know you were... home." Because this was Isaac's home now too.
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He nods in understanding when Scott explains he didn't know he was here. Except, it hits him in his chest, curls around his heart, because that's not what Scott says. He says home. As if despite the fact that Isaac has no claim to this place, that Scott's decided he belongs here. It fills him with warmth, and it's that sudden rush of feeling that has that offer off his lips: "I could help."
He flushes, shrugging his shoulders at the realization it's a bit inappropriate. He shifts on his feet, startingto backpedal as he looks at the other wolf. He's still all dopey for Allison, even if they aren't together. "Well, I mean.. I wasn't saying.. I just, well, I used to for Derek and I just thought maybe..."
His mouth hangs open for a moment and then he shuts it because it finally clicks that shutting the hell up is probably the best choice here. Did he really just admit to the whole Derek thing? No, he couldn't have... He's pretty sure he did. Fuck.
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That's why, despite the obvious surprise that shows on his face, Scott doesn't seem at all put off by the idea, and he doesn't scramble to cover up or play off everything that was happening. He just stares blankly for a moment, because he isn't sure that he heard Isaac correctly. He wasn't sure, and he wasn't so hopeful to believe what he thought he'd heard.
But Isaac keeps talking He'd done this before with Derek? Scott has to wonder if there's more to that than Isaac's ever let on. Isaac still hasn't told him about what happened and why he wasn't living with Derek anymore, and what he thought was just an argument or Derek being... well, Derek... Now he couldn't help wondering if they'd gotten into a fight over this.
Swallowing hard, he looks up at Isaac. His erection hasn't gone down in the slightest, and, eventually, he nods a little. "You can join if you want," His voice came out roughly. He'd never done anything like this before, the most he'd done with another guy before was just comparing size with Stiles, but this... The thought of being touched by and touching Isaac had his heart pounding in his chest, full of nervous excitement.
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He wishes he could say it's not about Derek. He knows it shouldn't be. But the best he can manage is that it's not entirely about Derek. Because he does like Scott. Especially living together over the past weeks, there have been moments, seeing him fresh out of the shower, or how he falls asleep with their bodies pressed together. How Scott is a dork, but trustworthy and loyal and Isaac has always trusted him. He wants to do this with Scott, not just with someone.
He moves over, sitting on the edge of the bed, and after catching his breath he presses a hand to Scott's stomach, just above the waistband of his jeans. He lets his hand slide down, touching against the head and then layering over Scott's fingers and ducking in to lewdly lick a head of precum from the head of his cock. He looks at Scott, trying to gauge his reaction. And then he was just going to kind of.. swirl his tongue around the head as their linked fingers stroked over Scott's cock. He looked up, blue eyes with pale lashes sliding over Scott's face.
"I could, uh, if you want, suck you off." His voice was low, a little husky, but there was that edge of uncertainty because he didn't really know where the lines here were. With Derek he'd always known, but this was new territory.
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Not to mention that it excited Scott to feel Isaac this close. It wasn't caring and (mostly) innocent like when they slept together, his arms wrapped around the other beta to help him feel safe, wanted, and loved. This was more than Scott could have hoped for.
He gasps as he feels Isaac's tongue brushing over the tip of his cock, licking up the generous amount of precum he was producing. His free hand moves to brush through Isaac's hair, and he slowly removes his hand from his cock. "Is that what you want to do?" He asks in a similarly husky tone. He wanted this, without a doubt, and with Isaac he knew that there were no lines, no limits. He just didn't want to force the other wolf into anything he didn't want to do. He didn't have to feel obligated to Scott. "I'd... really like that, Isaac."
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And he flashes Scott a smile, not perfect, but it's lighter than he's managed on any night since he unofficially moved in. It's all desire, promise, because Scott's right -- Isaac has no lines. They gets obscured, ruined by his absolute need to please, but despite that he knows that he likes this. He takes a breath, and then he pushes down, his blues watching Scott as best he can as his mouth slides down on his thick cock.
He doesn't stop. He takes it all with that desperate needy desire to please. He's sucking and loudly, lewdly slurping at Scott's cock before he pushes down, the head sliding into his throat, and he just takes it deeper. It's one continuous motion of further and more; Isaac deepthroating Scott until his nose is pressed into his navel, all of it buried down his throat.
His blue eyes just slightly glassy, but it's more with desire, with how good this is.