Pack Slut

by Alpha_Furyan

Summary:

Derek didn't know how it happened, well he did honestly, but denying was always his strong suit.

Notes:

Here I am again with putting Derek in the middle and in his place. I just love Sterek and that's the reason I got into it, but boy did I miss a lot when I found out about the tag "Cheating Derek Hale" absolute hot stuff guys, so here I am to contribute and share to this endeavor. I personally want to see more of Isaac and the Sheriff so maybe I'll write more about them in the future. So hear! hear! to another horny author who'll plague ao3 with one shots and unfinished multi chapters (I kid, unless? o_o)

Chapter 1: Another supernatural bullshit

Derek lolled out his tongue, kneeling on the floor naked as spurts of cum covered his face, back, and chest. All members of the pack groaning, eyes staring intently as they marked their alpha. Derek in the middle of a circle jerk, pressing his chest together in front of Scott, Jackson, and Isaac and Boyd on his side.

 

*3 weeks earlier*

 

Derek was leaning at a tree by the side, watching his boyfriend Stiles play lacrosse with the members of the pack for bonding.

He always disliked when people invade his place, especially his private time with Stiles, it’s 9 in the morning and they were peacefully in bed waking up together when Scott texted Stiles that they were coming to hangout

He watched the pack playing circles around Stiles, especially Jackson who hasn’t gotten out of his bullying streak for Stiles despite being pack.

Scott did his best to help him but couldn’t do much since he didn’t want to be a kill joy. Stiles being him used to the picking snapped back sarcastically

Intervening before things get worked up, he kicked off the tree and walked to the open field “Okay that’s enough, go get your lunch and get out, Stiles, you go ahead and take a shower.

Stiles features smooth over as he walks by Derek with a skip in his step, kissing him on the cheek as he went back in the apartment

The rest of the wolves passed by, full of sweat as they nudge Derek one by one, scent marking their alpha, Scott and Jackson having the smuggest looks, wanting his praises in spite of his boyfriend’s expense. He pats their shoulders and turned to get lunch ready, unknown to the lingering gaze behind him.

Another bad of the week, another pain in the ass as Derek paces along the mountain ash line, he along with Scott and Jackson was cursed by a witch, increased aggression, like a full moon under a newly turned beta. The Sherrif and Deaton were keeping guard as Stiles and the rest of the pack hunt down the witch, having better chances now that Stiles awakened to his Spark.

He could feel it in his veins, the push and pull of his wolf, too much energy buzzing in him, he turned as he felt a hand grip his shoulder.

Scott was panting, eyes shining red and Jackson’s blue. Despite being an Alpha himself, Scott enjoyed joining Derek’s pack, he understood enough, Scott’s silent plea, shining his own red eyes before snarling and going into a stance, sparring to burn off the excess energy

Deaton and the Sheriff stepped out, uncomfortable at the scene, the wolves has been sparring for hours now, but it soon escalated to Derek in the middle, on his hands and knees as Scott fucks his throat and Jackson behind, pounding into him with a brutal force. Their heightened senses and nature being at the forefront after Scott and Jackson got Derek pinned, in their minds earning them a right to breed.

The Sheriff uncomfortable at the sight of his son’s boyfriend getting fucked and enjoying it, Derek moaning as Scott and Jackson joined hands and thrusted at the same time. Noah wasn’t sure what he should do, this was supernatural, it was unnecessary for his son to know this and get his feelings hurt.

Despite the scene, Noah couldn’t turn away, watching Derek’s sweaty muscled frame get bounced between the two werewolves. Jackson’s unrelenting pace, sweat toned body as he tightly grips Derek’s waist. Scott’s equally larger frame, face contorted mixed between guilt and lust.

Derek fully lost in the scent as he backs up to Jackson’s dick, while moaning, lips between Scott’s thick girth

Scott faltering, smiled as he grabs Derek’s nape and pushed in, a smug smile on his face “Fuck yeah! Swallow it all slut”

Jackson following suit after 3 brutal thrusts, burying to the hilt and swaying his hips as he cums inside Derek, grinding his dick, shaping Derek’s insides. “That’s it, does it feel good to finally get bred by real men?”

Derek hums, swallowing Scott as best as he could, load after load as Scott pops his dick out, rubbing it in his stubble cheek, marking his face and lips. He groans as he cums on the floor, lazily liking Scott’s cock from the balls, underside, and up to the tip.

Feeling a possessiveness and sadistic streak, he bends down and rummage at his strewn pants as he takes his phone, aiming it at Derek “Say cheese”.

Snap after snap, with Jackson in his cocky smile still deep in Derek, and Scott pushing his own member into Derek’s mouth, pushing inside his cheek to make it bulge out as he took pictures. Laughter between the two filter out the room.

Shame deep inside Noah stutters, looking at the scene, with his hand on his spent dick and cum on the floor, jerking off to the whole thing.

Chapter 2: Giving In and Giving Out

Summary:

Derek is still in denial, despite having the best and most mind-blowing orgasms he's had in his life

Notes:

It was originally supposed to be a long chapter for 1 and this one and the next, but I'm trying to be less of a yapper, and since it's all action at the moment, it can seem short, I may continue this or end it with Stiles finding out, whichever is hotter kek. Also if you haven't noticed, yes, I've been a complete spammer since I learned about putting GIF's and Pictures in AO3. I will definitely keep using it and do it better, but for now I'll put it in the start as a summary type spoiler

After beating the witch and freeing the three wolves, the pack seeing the three fast asleep on the floor, unknown to them how Noah and Deaton dressed them up after their orgy and cleaned after them as best they could.

Stiles breaking the lane and rushing to help Derek get on bed, the other wolves scenting the air, Isaac and Boyd looking at each other at the smell of sweat, sex, and cum. Looking at a guilty Sheriff and Deaton.

It was about 3 days ago, the rest of the pack going to school when Derek received a notification, him being invited to a group chat between all male members of the pack but without Stiles

He arced a brow and opened the chat, the first message was from Scott

Scott: Derek, we have to talk about with what happened

Derek being stubborn and refused to reply just left the message on seen before going to his training room and working out.

Groaning at the burn in his muscles, ignoring his phone buzzing for the pass hour, he wipes his sweat with his shirt, taking it off and only leaving him in his black shorts, picking the annoying buzz and opening the chat with messages from everyone, all of them being at school and probably sneaking messages since they were all together and most likely hiding the chat from Stiles.

Scott: You know you liked it, wanted it just as much as we did

Images attached of him with Scott’s cock in his mouth, pictures of Jackson’s abs and v-line going down to where he’s inside Derek, winking with his tongue out, and a video of Scott and Jackson switching sides to gangbang Derek, grunts and groans, Scott slapping Derek's ass and his deep moans filling the room

Jackson: We can’t stop thinking about it, how good you felt, the way your mouth felt, licking and sucking every drop

Scott: That tight wet heat dragging us back in again and again, draining our balls dry

Scott adds, Isaac joining in while Boyd just leaves the messages on read

Isaac: Fuck, is this real? Derek?

Another set of images sends in, where Scott and Jackson are in a bathroom stall, a picture from the top, viewing both wolves with their shirts raised and pants unbuttoned, abs and nipple showing, with their hardening cocks hanging out

The two wolves were never really close, being Stiles best friend and bully, but somehow, they got along quite well when cuck holding their friend.

He feels a warmth stir in his gut at the picture, he should feel guilty, ashamed even, for thinking about it, and even more for being turned on with his packs attempt. His hands shake, fingertips cold as he turns the camera and take a picture of his sweaty chest and shorts.

He holds his breath, not knowing why he did that. Just then four chat bubbles go up instantly

Scott: I fucking knew it

Jackson: Finally

Isaac: Holy shit, this is really happening

Boyd: I didn’t expect this from you Derek

A video sends it, he opens it with trembling fingers as it opens to Scott, Jackson, and even Isaac jerking furiously in the cubicle, aiming at the toilet as they say the dirtiest things that he would normally take as degrading but extremely hot at the moment

He receives a video call request soon after, a tent in his shorts as he thinks about what he’s doing, the stutter in his hands accidentally opening and accepting the call.

The first thing that pops out is Scott’s smiling face, eyes blow wide with lust. “Hey Derek, want to pack bond?” he asks as he turns the camera to Jackson and Isaac, the two kissing with tongue as they rub their cocks together, turning to him when Scott called in a hushed tone.

“Hey Alpha, missing this large cock in your mouth?” Jackson sneers, while Isaac feeling emboldened, wags his cock from side to side, equally as impressive but smaller than Jackson and Scott. Isaac looks at him like when he was newly turned, extremely cocky and confident as he sways his dick up and down and peel off his shirt, the other two following and taking their shirts.

Scott puts down the camera and aims it at the three of them jerking off slowly, Scott looking down in a smirk “Come on Alpha, give us a show”

It didn’t take much before Derek was jerking off with the three wolves, fully naked and on his knees as he fists his cock, staring at the other wolves calling him a slut and fisting their cocks, he reaches down, never really finding the pleasure in touching himself as he licks his finger and put a finger in.

All of them groaning at the sight as Derek opens himself up, breathy moans as he hits the sensitive spot. Scott in the middle as Jackson kisses his neck, pinching his nipple and Isaac doing the same at the other side, Scott groans as the two wolves rub their cock on his side, humping him, licking at his neck and pinching his nipple while maintaining eye contact with Derek who was fucking himself in his fingers.

All four groans as they cum in unison, their spurts shooting far, Scott shooting on his abs and chest, Jackson and Isaac on his sides, and Derek on the floor. They pant from the high, Derek on the floor, his chest rising up and down, turning to look at his phone as the three wolves wipe themselves down with tissues from the stall and clothe up, Scott reaching out for the phone

“That was hot as fuck, we should totally all meet at the full moon”

It was a blur of promises of a full moon orgy as Derek in short words agree by not disagreeing.

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It’s been 2 weeks of the chat, now named “Pack stud and slut”, being full of nudes and dick pics between the pack and Derek, he’s been doing his best to hide his phone, losing his open phone policy with Stiles as he sends in pictures of his lubed hole and jerking off videos. Every night, a chat video opens wherein all of them jerk off to Derek, the wolf obeying every request from the pack as he uses the different sized dildos, molded from each packs member, courtesy of Jackson, paying and molding them one weekend and sending it to Derek as a gift, a gift he desperately hides whenever Stiles comes along. And the other weekend wherein Derek did the same but sent a mold of his ass to all members of the pack.

The same mold all of the wolves are now currently fucking as Derek rides the Scott shaped dildo, the biggest of the bunch. Derek sweat filled chest rises up and down as he rides the dildo, looking at the intensity of the pack’s eyes on him through his phone.

Scott was fucking Derek’s mold missionary, roughly on his bed hearing it squeak with each  brutal thrust. Jackson and Isaac on their back as they fuck into the mold like Derek was riding them till they finish. And finally, Boyd who was showering and stuck the mold on the wall as he fucked into it.

Night after night, message after message of the pack being sneaky and secretly sending him private messages, each one he entertains, sexting with each of them and finally jerking off in a group video call. He can barely feel the shame and guilt with each passing day. The pack being extra nice with Stiles, finding a sick excitement of cucking their friend and railing his hot boyfriend.

It was the day before the full moon rises, promises of an orgy in Derek’s apartment, finding an excuse to distract Stiles with training with Deaton, being more potent with the full moon.

“Sorry Der, but it’s just one night, I need to train harder so I can protect all of you” Stiles apologies with a kiss on his cheek, Derek relishing Stiles scent as he slings his bag on his shoulder, heading to the door and head to Deaton. “Let me drive you at least” Derek argues, in which Stiles shakes his head with a fond smile, “Don’t worry about it, I drove Roscoe here, I’ll be back tomorrow okay?” Stiles reassures, walking to Derek to share a slow and deep kiss, “plus you also need to take care of the pups” and as if on queue the sounds of a Jackson’s ride with Boyd at the front and Scott’s motorcycle with Isaac at the back, halt to a stop in front of the building.

Derek takes the elevator with Stiles down to where the pack is, the pack smiling as they greet Stiles and promised to behave, the excitement blurring Stiles vision as he heads out, not noticing the bags the other wolves brought and the tight and revealing clothes they were wearing

Derek freezes in place as the pack waves Stiles off, waiting until the sound of the jeep is out of ear shot as they turn on Derek with a smile, eyes shining. A shiver runs down Derek’s spine as all members of the pack stare it him, eyes shining and full of lust, a smile tugging at his lips as he smirks and welcomes them in

Chapter 3

Summary:

The aftermath of all those late night sexting and group calls, Derek could barely think at the thick smell of arousal in the air, hungry eyes staring back at him

Notes:

I've read all your lovely comments and glad that it inspired or maybe ignited your desire to see Derek taking it like the Alpha that he is, I'm honestly not sure how this will end or if it's going to end up like all those 1 shot kind of stories, you might notice at different points that I got ugh-excited myself when writing, so excuse me if it came a bit messy, horny brain makes me dumb, anyhow enjoy the next chapter my minions <3

                                                   


The ride up in the lift was intense, Derek felt dizzy with the heavy scent of lust in the cramped space, he was leaning on the middle of the elevator, the pack’s eyes shifting to him the whole while, his heart was racing, it was different when it was just through video calls and pictures, he could even delude himself that he wasn’t cheating and was jerking off to porn or using toys, but now it’s different, it’s real and the tip of his fingers are getting cold

A hand on his shoulder made him jump, turning to blue eyes as Isaac gives him a look, probably smelling his worry “Derek, you don’t have to be scared, we really did come here to spend the full moon.” “and fuck” Jackson interjects while Scott elbows him by the rib, Isaac sending a glare to the blond and a silent thank you to Scott.

“Of course we’re excited, we’ve been sexting with you every day for weeks and here we are all together, but we still respect you as our Alpha, we won’t force you into anything, we even brought movies and board games if you just want to hang out”, Derek stills, letting the tension bleed out of his shoulders, Isaac’s hand a firm weight. “Thank you, Isaac” he eyes the rest of the pack in the lift, eyes shining red, their own blues and yellows shine back at him, “I’m your Alpha first, your packmate, I know we’ve been doing…things, but if any of you push me, I’ll break your arms” he grumbles, going back to his usual scowling demeanor, the rest of the pack chuckling, just in time for the elevator doors to open

Everyone decided to make the center of the living room the main area, piling pillows and blankets all on the ground, just between the couch and flat screen, not being bothered to cook, Derek orders stacks of pizza, pasta, and sodas for the group, telling everyone the pantry and fridge is fully stock, courtesy of Stiles, his ever-loving boyfriend, looking after him and the pack for the full moon. His thoughts of Stiles so sweet then turn bitter as he felt a pang of guilt of what he’s been doing behind his back, it wasn’t like they didn’t have an active sex life, the things Stiles could do with his mouth and fingers were sin itself. He bits back a groan as he takes out the plastic plates, cups and utensils from the cupboard.

        
                                                           
                       

A cough comes from behind him, Scott shifting his feet without looking at him directly “let me help you with that” Scott offers as Derek hands him the plates, the close proximity making it impossible to not smell the lust on Scott, probably turned on from his own scent from thinking of Stiles. He actually expected Scott to jump him then and there, but Isaac’s words probably made the boys feel more self-conscious, Scott is obviously holding himself back with the way he’s biting his lips and the growing erection in his shorts.

Unsure of the sudden situation, he suddenly reaches out a hand to grip Scott’s arm, surprising both himself and the beta as they both look at the hand on his arm “Y-yeah?” Scott asks between a gulp, Derek takes a breath, a mistake as his senses gets assaulted by both their arousal, heightened more by the full moon. “I just wanted to say, I’m not sure what will happen tonight, so don’t get your hopes up too high, b-but I do like the texting and other stuff” Scott blows out a breath “I-I’m sorry with how we’ve been acting, especially me, Isaac’s right, you’re our Alpha, just because we’re doing...other things now, doesn’t mean we don’t respect you”

Derek nods, feeling more comfortable now, but that only gives way to how horny he’s been feeling, looking down at both their cocks tenting their shorts “Good, then I’ll take the lead”. Having a clearer head he gropes Scott’s bulge, both hissing at the touch, Scott dropping the plastic at the island “Fuck Derek! Warn a guy”, He laughs as he loosens his grip, slowly losing the hesitation he felt as he adjust his grip to feel out the wolf’s length that it stands upright in his shorts, pressing a thumb on underside of Scott’s cock, pressing his finger at the base and up to the tip, smug look on his face as he watches Scott moan and practically hump his hand “You like that? This still as big as I remember?” Derek scoffs as he jerks the wolf off over his clothes, Scott panting and whining “Fuck Derek, y-you’re gonna make me cum”. The beta growls, eyes shining yellow as he grips Derek’s shoulders and flip him so that the Alpha’s back hits the island, leaning in for a kiss, but the older wolf tilts his head sideways, making Scott dive face first into his neck instead, a bit surprised but he’ll decipher it later, now he just wants to fucking cum, Scott kisses and licks, panting at his neck as he drops down his shorts by his thighs, his hard leaking member in between grinding on Derek’s bulge, he growls as he loops a finger under his Alpha’s shorts, commando Scott thinks as he thrusts his dick under his right leg, his cock rubbing the Alpha’s balls and cock

Derek groans as Scott grinds his dick on his like a dog, Scott’s chin on his chests looking up at him with a dopy smile as he thrusts up and down, the under side of their cocks’ slick at the amount of their precum, he wants nothing more than to kiss him right there but somehow feeling that it’s a line he’s not ready to cross yet. He joins in as Scott locks him in an embrace on his lower back, humping him like a toy, he leans back, elbows on the island as he lets Scott hump him, both never leaving eye contact as they both moan and pant, open mouths sharing the same breath, so close but not wanting to touch.

“D-Derek” Scott stutters as a warning as he grinds up harder and stop, his legs shaking as he shoots his load all inside Derek’s shorts, the older wolf following after as their mixed loads spill down Derek’s leg, the image turning Scott on again like he just came inside Derek “Oh fuck that’s hot” Scott laughs out, Derek groans in agreement, still leaning on the island and support both their weights. The beta chuckles and lets go of him, the kneeling infront of Derek’s bulge, hands on his thighs to keep him in place as Scott shoves his face and lick the dripping cum from his thigh and all the way up to his balls, the scent of their cum so thick and strong to the beta’s senses, Derek moans and fist Scott’s hair, curls between his fingers as he shoves the beta face in his bulge, Scott hums and he licks the cum clean, greedily licking and slurping like he’s eating Derek out like he has a pussy, it didn’t take long for Scott to pull off the Alpha’s short all the way, leaving him in just his white tank top, Scott taking the opportunity to strip off his own shirt, parallel to the older wolf as he’s only in his shorts and shoes. Scott continues licking and cleaning the cum off him, his wet tongue on the Alpha’s balls, thighs, finally his cock, licking up a stripe on the underside, tongue licking at the slit before as sucks the tip, eyes staring up as he smiles and stands up.

“There, all clean” Scott announces like he just didn’t suck Derek’s soul through his dick. His eyes shine red as he lifts Scott under his arm and drops him a bit roughly at the ground, “Off” Derek says through gritted teeth as he strips off his tank top, getting the signal and Scott fumbling to pull his shorts off until both men were strip naked. Derek didn’t waste time as he pushes Scott to lay flat as he hikes his legs over Scott’s face, leaning down as he jerks Scott’s cock back to full, it takes a second before the beta realizes the Derek wants to blow each other off, being flat on the floor in a 69 position, Derek’s warm breath on his cock was all his warning before he was enveloped by a wet heat as Derek shoves the large cock down his throat, getting more than enough practice from the Scott shaped toy he’s been deepthroating and showing off through video call, but more than loving the real thing, the way it throbs inside his mouth, the bumps he feels on his tongue at every vein, the musk, the taste at the momentary spurts of precum on his tongue. He aggressively bobs his head up and down between the younger wolf’s legs, holding Scott’s thighs open as he deepthroats him, all the while he’s been thrusting his own cock in Scott’s mouth from under him, taking control in both ends.

The sounds of choking and spit fill the room, obviously being heard by the rest of the pack just outside by the couch, the three boys already fully naked and jerking off to the sound of both wolves choking on each other’s dick, before it started, Jackson was already on his way to join in but Boyd and Isaac stopped him saying they’ll scare off Derek if they gang up on him from the start, and so he didn’t, instead all 3 of them had been listening intently, looking at the side he sees Isaac on top of Boyd, humping the larger man, their sound of their slick dicks turning him on more, Boyd hand on Isaac’s hips, holding him and grinding him down harder on his dick, slapping Isaac’s ass cheek from time to time, dragging a moan from the curly blonde. Not on to be left out, Jackson crawls towards the two, sticking on Isaac’s side, feeling Boyd’s hand shoot up to his waist to balance him, slotting his own cock between the two, Boyd’s grunts as he stares at the two blonde boys humping his cock. “Fuck this is hot, having two pretty boys grinding on me”, his deep voice barely heard as he doesn’t bother talking as much as the other guys in the pack, both boys laugh, Jackson looking smug “Better enjoy it Vernon, cause the next time you get to touch this spectacle is when you’re fisting my dick”, Isaac scoffs while panting “s-stop being such as ass Jackson” a smack echoes as Jackson slaps Isaac’s ass cheek “why don’t I fuck yours instead?

Boyd groans as he embraces both boys closer and thrust up “everyone stop talking and start moving” both boys agreeing and start moving their hips faster as all 3 of them grind on each other, all groaning as they release, Boyd’s cum hitting up Isaac’s and Jackson’s chest, while the two boys cum and paint his abs and chest of both their loads, the two landing beside him as they take a breath to cool down

Meanwhile, the two wolves have moved so that their laying on the floors sideways, Scott’s fingers finding Derek’s entrance as he suck’s the Alpha’s cock while fingering him open, Derek bury his face in the younger wolf’s pelvis, feeling his fingers hit the bundle of nerves as they both came down each other’s throats, moaning as both try to swallow and take each other’s cum from spilling out

The night goes on, all of them more comfortable with each other and refusing to wear clothes, Scott and Isaac cross legged on the floor butt naked as they both play Mario cart, Boyd also naked and reading on the couch, Jackson on the single arm chair on his phone, leg on the arm chair his body open wide, fitting his confident personality well even while he’s sitting. Derek himself also naked as he leans on the door way, looking at his pack at their new weird dynamic, it felt more natural now, like this is what they should’ve been doing for a while, he doesn’t necessarily feel any romantic feelings among them, or maybe that’s just his crazy mind trying to cope that he’s not necessarily cheating on Stiles if he’s just having sex

The doorbell rings, already knowing from the smell that it was the delivery boy, he wears a random pair of boxers on the ground, a bit tight, probably Isaac’s when the three boys grinded on each other while he and Scott we’re deepthroating on the floor of the kitchen, usually he’d be appalled just thinking about it, but now he just felt comfortable about the fact that they were having sex and making each other cum.

He opens the door, the delivery boy’s eyes going straight to his dick, inhaling a bit as he smells the arousal from the boy as he takes in the stacks of pizza and pasta, hollering inside to call Jackson, the asshole not bothering to look decent as he came out waltzing naked and taking the pizza boxes and soda, winking at the guy before going back in, he growls at the blonde, planning to scold him later, it was one thing to be open between each other, and another to complete strangers, he could feel his Alpha duties coming out along with a bit of possessiveness.

Derek pays and shuffles the pasta tins and put it in the kitchen table, thinking that they’ll most likely have an all-out dinner in the middle of the floor, he sees Jackson already there and taking a slice from the box

Derek growls, the other teen halting and looking back at him, eyes surprised then challenging as he slowly lowered the piece to his mouth, tongue darting out to take the tip of the slice and then taking a bite with a smirk “Problem?” the beta asks with a raised brow, Derek should be mad at how Jackson casually challenges his authority on a daily basis but the way he looks just screams of hot jock and he knows it, leaning on the island in full display.

“We wait to share with everyone before eating” Derek grits out, while Jackson just rolls his eyes at him, knowing he isn’t convincing anyone by the way he smells, the boy simply finishes the slice and passes through him, patting his shoulder

The rest of the night was rather tamed, they ate, played a dragging game of Monopoly with the credit card versions, despite being nonchalant about the whole thing, he really did enjoy it and maybe sulked about after getting bankrupt first, the lasting players between Isaac and Jackson, both equally competitive and arrogant.

Isaac won by a mile with Jackson getting frustrated and calling him a cheater and that it was a “stupid game anyways”, laying back at the couch, all of them back in a tank top, well more like Derek’s as all of the pack asked to wear his clothes, and in turn he wore something of theirs. He was wearing Isaac’s boxers, Jackson insisted on him wearing his shorts which was also tight on him, Boyd’s shirt which was fitting him perfectly, and Scott the ever sentimental or more like possessive out of the bunch, made him wear his watch.

                                             
                                                                             

The moon was high in the sky, Derek breathes loosely and let his eyes bleed red, calling the wolf like it’s just another side of him, the others do the same as they all stretch, half shifting as they get ready for a midnight run. It was exhilarating, freeing, to run with such a connected pack, free of inhibitions, letting go as they play a game of tag, blood rushing to his ears as they bring out more power, more strength, matching each other.

As exhaustion crept in, they felt more feral than usual, and so here he was, in the middle of the floor, on his knees as he presses his pecs together in front of teens, standing in front of him was Scott and Jackson, growling as they rub the tip of their dick to Derek’s nipples, spreading their precum in his chest. “That’s right bitch, fucking take it, you just love it how we use you” Scott grins as he thrusts his hips, the underside of his dick rubbing on his chest, Scott always had the filthiest mouth out of all of them, maybe because he’s been friends with Stiles longer so cucking his best friend felt hotter to him. Jackson on the other hand was raising his phone recording the whole things, arms up with a sly smirk “smile for the camera” the chimera teases as he slaps his cock on Derek’s face, the alpha opening up and lolling his tongue out as Jackson slaps his cock on his tongue, spit connecting the two, Scott groaning “fuck that’s hot” joining in as both boys thrusts in his mouth, taking turns as each one goes and one goes out so his mouth is always full, his cheeks being pushes out as the Scott and Jackson fuck his throat. Not one to be out of the fun, Derek reaches out on either side as he fists Isaac and Boyd, a few more thrusts and both Scott and Jackson were cumming in his mouth, both beta pulling out and jerking the last spurts as they came all over his face and chest, Scott groaning as he shoots a massive load all over his face, legs shaking and mouth hanging open, he tries to lick as much as he can, both boys laughing as the two try to outmatch each other, jerking their spent dicks for one last release as they hit his eyes. Jackson seemingly finding a sense of respect for Scott as he leans in and trades kisses. The other two, Isaac and Boyd thrusting into his fist, helping the boys finish and add to the mess all over his body.

The rest of the night ended the same way, Derek used and abused for the teens pleasure, finding himself in the middle of Jackson and Scott, being double penetrated, Jackson on the floor inside Derek, biting his nipples and Scott behind him fucking him bareback, the two finding a rhythm as they hit his prostate again and again, while sucking Isaac and Boyd, round after round of getting gangbanged, even when they were showering, each boy cramming inside to rail Derek by the wall

They take turns using him, Jackson and Scott taking pictures and videos of the whole thing, they barely acknowledge him at all aside from their personal fuck toys, the boys discussing about lacrosse while just a few feet away, Boyd has him in a full nelson lock, fucking him deep, his muscles in full display, this turned into a competition of each teen carrying Derek in a full nelson, fucking him till he shoots and betting on each other on who can make him shoot farthest, Scott won, the biggest out of them but what really made him shoot was the way the beta whispered all the things he had planned out for him, how they’ll find every time and reason to fuck while Stiles was in the same room, use and spread him all over the Stilinski house.

It was late and everyone was going to sleep, all naked and under the covers, he should’ve expected it already but was still surprised when he felt Scott’s lips on his nape, hands on his waist, kissing and nibbling his neck, hand reaching up to feel his abs and chest “Fuck Derek, you’re perfect, you were made to get fucked” he could feel Scott getting excited behind him, hips thrusting shallowly, parting his cheek, the tip just by his rim, a light pressure as he thrust his hips, “This hole is mine, I’m going to mess up your insides until your body remembers my shape”, they both groan as Scott finally buries all the way in, not wasting time as he pounds into Derek sideways, his hole tight from werewolf healing but still wet with the amount of cum he had inside him, he was moaning, feeling his impending release as he felt someone touch his cock, it was Isaac winking back at him as they boy lined himself up and pushed back, both hissing at the intrusion. Isaac was extremely tight, Derek groaning, his head dropping on the curly boy’s shoulder, he never felt this good before, maybe it was the waning moon but his body felt so sensitive that he can’t help but compare how better this was than having sex with Stiles.

The mattress was shaking as Derek was trapped in the middle, the first time feeling so full in both ends as they were train fucking the whole night, Derek whining as he felt Scott shove all the way to the hilt and cum inside him, his load spilling out and him cumming inside Isaac. The other two teens waking up at different times and also taking turns, Isaac still in front of him as Jackson takes Scott’s place and then later Boyd, eventually passing out from sheer pleasure and exhaustion

Morning came soon, Derek woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs, alone in the middle of the pillow pile, stretching his muscles awake and feeling the exhaustion underneath, he also noticed a change of clothes, sitting up and walking to the sound of chatter and seeing his pack clean up and make breakfast, he smiles in greeting and feel a certain warmth at the fact that the teens woke up early to take care of him.

It barely registered to him the sound of moaning, rolling his eyes as one of them probably watching all the videos Jackson and Scott made, asking for them to send it into the group chat for them to watch, he sits down and drink a cup of coffee, saying thanks to Isaac as he passes the cup and his phone, receiving the notification as the videos and pictures comes through, stilling as he found another message, from the Sheriff, opening it and seeing a picture of him on his knees covered in cum and a short message after “Come to the house later, let’s talk”

Notes:

I am totally abusing the pictures and gifs and it's insaneee, but I think it makes it hotter, but do tell me if it's messing the vibe or flow when you read it, I want you all to enjoy it as much as I enjoy making it!

Chapter 4: The Law

Summary:

Derek is about to face the consequences, after his full moon orgy with the pack, he receives a message from the Sheriff calling him in to the Stilinki household

Notes:

I'm really enjoying this and going back to read other people's fics with cheating Derek, I noticed the ones that really got me hot and bothered were the short ones, but since I'm a professional yapper I can't help but be a bit more graphic with my scenes. I really like the idea between the Sheriff and Derek so I'm planning to play around with these 2 more, maybe I'm just a sicko but their pairing is just so hot to me

                                                         

Stiles came home, bone tired, his energy depleted with how much Deaton made him replenish the Nemeton with his own spark and in extension connecting to the land and healing the entirety of the forest slowly, learning to transfer energy as his first big step with the help of the full moon.

He slumps on his jeep as he drags his backpack on the ground, seeing his dad’s cruiser early morning and wondering if he just got back from a late shift or just about to go to an early one.

“Hey daddio, you here?” he drops his keys by the glass bowl and hits a pair of black shoes, tilting his head as he knows both him and his dad don’t own a pair of boots, but there’s just something about them that looks so familiar

“In here son” Noah calls in from the kitchen in a strange strangled voice, Stiles shakes his head as he heads to the pantry “Hey dad is someone-“ he cuts off abruptly as he sees his dad only in his white tank top and standard deputy pants behind the counter sweating despite the early morning light “You okay daddio? You look exhausted, was the night shift that eventful?” there was a wet sound which the Sherrif covers with a cough, “Sorry kid, just a bit thirsty but yeah there was a burglary near a convenience store down the street, crazy out of town kids running in and making a mess”. Stiles opens the fridge and opens a bottle of water and offer it to the Sherrif who for some reason is sticking to the counter leaning on his elbows, the older man nods in thanks as he takes a drink.

“So how did the training with Deaton go? You look even more tired than I am” the Sheriff gulps drinking half of the bottle, “Exhausting and insane, it’s like he didn’t want me to leave, I spent the whole night playing tug of war with an ancient tree, giving only parts of my energy while at the same time trying to stop it from sucking me dry.” The Sherrif chuckles and ends it with a cough, he pouts and picks his backpack back up “I’m going to take a shower and go to sleep, you can eat the leftover casserole in the fridge before going to bed, I can make dinner later”, the Sheriff smiles as he waves off his caring son, despite being so exhausted he could find the time to take care of his old man “Okay, love you kiddo, rest easy”.

The spark walks up the stairs and sends a text to Derek “Hey Der, sorry I couldn’t come earlier, I’m just so exhausted, I’ll be taking a nap, but you’re more than welcome to come in for some cuddles <3 I’ll leave the window open” he peels off his shirt, sniffing it a bit and scrunching his nose at the smell of sweat and dirt, tossing it in the laundry as he quickly takes a shower.
He flops down on the bed and takes a peek if Derek replied, he frowns at the sent status 30 minutes ago, huffing as he drifts off to sleep.

Noah smiles as we waves his son to sleep, listening as his steps recede and the door to his room closes, he leans forward on his elbows and grunt as he looks down and went back to thrusting inside the warm heat warming his cock the whole time “Fucking look at you throating my cock, sucking your boyfriend’s dad 4 feet away from him” Noah grips the edge of the island as he pulls all the way back and pushes forward brutally, loving the choking sound the werewolf under him makes, his son’s boyfriend Derek, who he saw like a son and was now getting his mouth fucked like a toy.

Derek was surprised when the Sherrif called him in to the Stilinski house, fully expecting the older man’s wrath for cheating on his son. What he didn’t expect to see was the Sherrif, on the couch, jerking off to a video of him getting double penetrated by Jackson and Scott, not a few hours after the full moon, he had no idea how or why the Sheriff had those videos but instead of getting mad or angry at his pack, he only felt a low heat below his stomach as he watches the Sheriff groan and stroke himself in time with Derek’s moans in the video.

Derek approaches slowly, eyes focused at the Sheriff’s impressive length, hands itching at his sides as he reaches out like his body had a mind of his own, the older man not even surprised as he lets the wolf replace his hand, humming in approval as Derek slowly strokes him, the Alpha breathing deeply as he smells the and sees the precum come out of the Sheriff’s slit, rubbing it with the base of his thumb, smearing the thick liquid and pulling his fingers back as he stares at the older man, tongue darting out as he licks his thumb clean.

The moment breaks as both men came onto each other, mouth crashing as they battle for dominance, Noah lifting his leg and squeezing his ass, taking the chance as Derek gasps in surprise, the older man shoving his tongue to lick inside the wolf’s mouth. Shoving the younger man by the hall, shoving his hips and grinding on each other.

Derek groans as he shoves the Sheriff’s face on his neck, pulling the older man’s hair as the man kisses, licks, and bites at his neck. With a grunt Derek flips them as he kisses a trail all the way down, unbuttoning the man’s pants, holding the Sheriff’s cock and rubbing it on his cheek as he looks up at the man heatedly, smiling as Noah groans at the feel of his stubble rubbing all over the underside of his cock and slapping it on his face, tongue lolling out to lick repeated stripes at his sensitive underside like a lollipop.

“Fuck you’re such a slut, so eager to please any cock” the Sheriff grips his hair, Derek opening his mouth willingly already expecting the rough treatment as the Sheriff shoves his cock all the way down his throat without any consideration or compromise as he sets a brutal pace, pulling his hair roughly as the older man spreads angles his hips to push in deeper, his eyes watering as he grips the man’s legs in a panic, the older man uncaring as his legs gives out and he sits on the floor while still getting his throat fucked, on the brink of passing out the Sherrif hisses as he lets go off him and he coughs with a hand on his throat, the man ushering him to the kitchen as he half crawls and run when he hears Stile’s jeep park at the front door.

After recovering, under the kitchen counter he leans back up to the wet cock in front of him as he suckles the Sheriff’s cock under the table while hearing the man talk to his son. As Stiles walks back up the stairs listening intently as he showers and fall asleep with his slowing heartbeat, the Sherrif pulls him up under his arm “So fucking shameless, such a perfect cum slut, you were meant to be used” each statement emphasized with a rough kiss.

             

Derek is led by the hand as the Sheriff pulls him into his room, his eyes drifting to Stiles room which he passes by like any other time, a feeling of guilt almost settling but swept away as the older man pulls him harder, shutting and locking the door behind them, instantly gravitating to each other as they kiss heavily, open mouthed, spit drooling like a bunch of horny teenagers, the Sheriff growling in his mouth as they both strip down naked, taking a minute to stare at each other “Damn Hale, Stiles is lucky to have you, that body of yours, every inch of muscle and hair” the older man’s cock twitches at the sight, something Derek was crudely aware of as he licks his lips, the man despite his age also looking fit, probably due to his active profession. “Now come here Hale and let daddy fuck that tight ass” Derek groans as he basically jumps the man, the Sheriff pushing him down on the bed “Did you know that I haven’t let anyone in here since my wife passed? And here you are about to get fucked on the very same bed I used to comfort Stiles” the Sheriff bites his jaw as he rubs his cock between the younger man’s rim, both grinding on each other as Derek jerks off the Sheriff and line up his massive cock, the tip touching his rim “Fuck me daddy” Noah groans as he grips the wolf’s chest, pulling his hips back for a fraction and then thrusting all the way in sinking his full 8 inch length inside him “Fuuuuck” Derek groans as he tries to adjust to the intrusion, he could instantly tell the Sheriff was bigger than Scott, than all of the members in his pack. The bed creaks as Noah rails him down on the bed, moaning as the Sheriff pistons his hips in and out of him relentlessly, his pecs abused as the man licks and bites at his nipples, his hips not faltering at the least “Fuck baby I’m close, you so tight and wet” the Sheriff swears with his nipples still between the man’s teeth while looking up at him, it took only a few more moment till he moans and cum untouched “Daddy!”, his body shakes as the Sheriff holds his hips down and fucks him brutally through his release before cumming inside him, the older man groaning as he circle his hips while still balls deep inside him “oooohh, ahhh” the older man groans as he drops his thick and heavy load inside his son’s boyfriend.

Pulling out, his cum spurting as Derek feels it oozing out of him, the man laying beside him, both panting as they look up at the ceiling “Fuck Hale, you took my load like a champ, how does it feel? Taking your boyfriend’s dad’s cum?” The Sherrif teases as he looks at him, Noah’s fingers sliding to his side and between his legs as he fingers Derek and swirls his cum inside him. Derek moans as he slowly rides the man’s finger “Fucking fantastic, I feel so full” The Sheriff smiles “Yeah? Then let me help you cleanup” a sadistic smile on his face as he fingers out and scoop out his load and presses his cum slicked finger to Derek’s mouth, watching the slut lick his fingers clean, eyes darkening as he gets on top of the younger man.

They fuck two more times that afternoon, one by the open window and the last back on the bed as the Sheriff messes his insides with his thick cock that doesn’t seem to run out as he gets filled with the older man’s cum again and again. The two eventually taking a nap, exhausted but satisfied as Derek lies on the man’s chest, his hole continually leaking out the Sheriff’s cum

The Sheriff wakes up in a grunt as he looks down in a frown, then lie back down on the pillows “You’re insatiable Hale”, Derek laughs as he circles his tongue at the man’s cockhead “Stiles is awake, he knocked awhile ago and said he was going out to get groceries for dinner” talking so casually as he continues to suck the man “And that turned you on enough to start sucking me off?” The Sheriff asks exasperatedly, his member growing back to full hardness as Derek simply hums in agreement. “Then what are we waiting for, it’d probably take him an hour before he comes back, I’m planning to fuck you in every surface of this house” the Sheriff grins as he makes due with his promise, bending Derek over every furniture in the house, ending with Derek riding him on Stiles’s bed, both losing sense at the very act of fucking in his son’s room.

Scott’s phone buzzes, he smiles down as he sees Noah’s added in the group chat with a picture of Derek on Stiles bed covered in cum

                                                   

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this installment, feel free to comment, I love reading them and taking them as a guide on where I should go next, I should probably start doing one shots cause I'm totally getting filled with running fics, work has been slowing down and would be for a few months so I'm raring to make more fics, right now I'm really into the Cheating Derek thing but someday I'm going to make a proper Sterek fic, I always love reading those long, magical stiles stilinski sterek fics and want to throw my hat in the ring as well. If there's something that threw you off or didn't like (aside from my slowly expanding vocabulary) then go ahead and drop a message. Hope everyone enjoyed and helped you in your little ugh...me time ;)

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 2 of Stories of a hypersexual Derek