Derek watched Stiles patiently as the teen contemplated how he wanted to proceed. He had imagined many times being in this situation with Derek, but he never really thought the man would ever agree.

After what felt like an eternity Stiles spoke. "Do you think you could lie back on the bed and let me explore you?" He looked up at Derek sheepishly, his cheeks were flushed and his heart was beating fast. Derek moaned at the teen's words and his eyes flashed red in obvious approval.

Wordlessly Derek turned on his heels and made his way across the loft to his king sized bed. Stiles anxiously followed closely behind, hands fidgeting in a mixture of nerves and excitement.

Speaking of excitement, his body was clearly on board with everything his mouth had asked, he could feel his hard cock straining against the fabric of his jeans and he tugged gently at the material in a failed attempt to relieve some of the pressure.

Once at the foot of the bed, Derek turned to face Stiles, his hands reaching for his own pants, once grasping the fabric he stopped abruptly to peer up at Stiles. "Do you want to, or should I?"

Derek spoke with such confidence and Stiles felt shivers run down his spine at how appealing his tone was.

In response Stiles' hands reached out on instinct gently pushing away Derek's to grab the jeans himself. He slowly unbuttoned the pants and unzipped the fly click by click. The only sounds filling the silence was of both men breathing deep and metal sliding apart.

The further Stiles unzipped Derek's pants the more evident it was that Derek had indeed just thrown them on to greet him. No boxers were visible, only a thin sprinkling of dark course hair. Stiles licked his lips in anticipation. His action was rewarded with the sound of Derek's breath hitching in his throat.

Stiles' eyes shot up to catch with Derek's and Stiles felt his cock throb in his pants at the sight before him. Derek's eyes were dark and filled with lust, Stiles preened with pride knowing that he was the cause. He had made Derek feel that way. Him.

Tearing his eyes reluctantly away from Derek's, Stiles looked back to the task before him. He lowered himself to his knees in order to get an up close view; he leaned forward and hesitantly licked a strip along the newly exposed skin and took joy in the sounds it produced from Derek. The next pass was just below the first as he licked slowly down the seam, licking Derek through his jeans.

Stiles noticed that Derek's fists closed tightly in anticipation, but he didn't put pressure on the teen to speed up. Just as Stiles had requested, Derek was letting him explore.

When the desire to finally see Derek in all his glory became too much, he grasped the jeans tightly and slowly tugged them down the older man's strong muscular legs. His pants were sinfully tight, practically painted on, yet it was nothing compared to seeing Derek bare before him. He helped Derek step out of the jeans and he pushed the fabric out of the way.

Derek's cock bounced slightly, hitting his firm stomach and smearing a small drop of pre-cum along the skin. Stiles ached to lean forward and taste. For now he settled with reaching his long finger forward to scoop up the sticky substance. He made eye contact with Derek as he brought the finger to his eager lips and sucked the come covered tip into his mouth. Derek looked wrecked above him as he watched Stiles taste him. The flavor was musky and a bit tangy and perfectly Derek, Stiles was addicted.

Removing his finger from his mouth with a pop, Stiles eyed Derek and his glorious cock. Derek was thick, uncut and about 8 and a half inches long, the skin was red and inviting. Stiles needed to touch, to taste, to feel.

Stiles hands ached to touch as he reached out to grasp the firm cock before him. His heart was pounding in his chest at the first feel of smooth warm skin beneath his fingers and he took a few deep breaths, urging himself to calm down.

He held Derek the way he knew he liked to be touched, stroking slowly yet firmly. When he experimentally ran his thumb over the head of Derek's cock, the man moaned out in pleasure, his hips bucking slightly forward into Stiles' touch.

After a few moments of firm stroking Stiles needed more, ne needed to taste. "Please Derek, I want to taste…I need you to tell me what to do." Derek moaned at the sound of Stiles' innocence as he peered down at the teen before him, eager and hungry to learn.

Derek brought his thumb to Stiles' mouth as the teen caught it between his lips, sucking at the skin. "Open that beautiful mouth for me Stiles." Derek asked as he pulled his thumb from Stiles' mouth to push down gently on the bottom lip. Stiles obediently opened for him as Derek's hand made its way into the teen's hair, fingers threading through brown strands.

Gently Derek guided Stiles' head forward until the tip of his cock was at Stiles' warm lips. Stiles tongue darted out to trace the slit and he moaned at the taste of cum he was rewarded with.

Slowly Stiles took Derek into his mouth as far as he could, inch my inch. Derek's eyes closed tightly as his head tilted back in pleasure, fighting his wolfs desire to fuck into the heat.

Stiles wrapped his hand firmly around what he couldn't swallow as he swirled his tongue around the shaft playing with the excess skin. Derek gave very little guidance as Stiles was a natural. He was stroking and sucking Derek's massive cock, letting it hit the back of his throat, loving the feeling of choking on Derek.

"Fuck my mouth; please…I want you to." Stiles pulled away for a second to speak, his voice came out wrecked and deep. Derek had to hold back from coming from the sound alone.

Gripping Stiles' hair with both hands, Derek allowed himself to thrust gently into Stiles' mouth. He didn't want to hurt the teen, though the desire to speed up was almost too overwhelming to deny.

When Stiles wrapped him free hand around Derek's waist to pull his body closer, forcing his cock deeper, Derek was sent over the edge. Stiles felt Derek's body go ridged before him as hot streams of cum shot down his throat, filling his mouth. He swallowed the best he could as he gently sucked Derek through his orgasm. Only a few drops escaped his lips, rolling down his mole dotted chin.

Derek pulled Stiles up into a deep kiss; his tongue filled the teen's mouth as he savored the flavor of himself mixed with Stiles. Derek kissed his cum off of Stiles chin.

Stiles was still trying to catch his breath both from the blow job and from the earth shattering kiss that he hardly noticed that Derek had removed his clothes and tossed it aside.

He snapped out of his daze at the feel of Derek's tongue running up the length of his neck. He gasped at the feeling of a warm tongue along the rim of his ear and blunt teeth nipping at his earlobe.

"You're turn." Whispered Derek as he tossed Stiles onto the bed.