A week had passed since Isaac and Stiles had fooled around at the back of the bus. They haven't fooled around since other than a quick make out session the one time they were alone in the locker room together, but it was interrupted by Danny and Ethan barging in the locker room, already making out. They don't think Danny and Ethan even noticed them because they started stripping each other in front of the two other boys, so they quickly left before the show really got going.

But things were still good. And now it was the night of the championship game and the whole team was in their uniforms running out to the field for Coach's oh so ever inspirational speech of how he was going to kick their asses if we lose after coming this far.

"So don't screw this up!" Coach was serious this time. He blew his whistle. "All right! Everyone get into their positions. Let's go!"

It was a home game so Scott was able to attend tonight. Since he was clearly a better player than Isaac, Scott took his position and Isaac got benched. That wasn't a bad thing because for Isaac he got to be benched with Stiles.

Stiles came up behind Isaac and put his arm around his neck. "What's going on bench buddy?" The grin on Stiles face was ridiculously big. Isaac just replied with a smile equally as a big. When they got to the benches they sat beside each other and held hands. The whistle blew again and the game had started.

Less then 10 minutes had passed before Isaac realised their team wasn't going to win, and this being the championships he knew Coach would never give up and keep all his good players in. Isaac and Stiles weren't looking at any play time for the night. Isaac sighed.

"So we're going to lose and we're not going to get a chance show off our wicked skills." Isaac turned to Stiles.

"What wicked skills?" Stiles asked.

"Exactly." Isaac smiled. It made Stiles chuckle. Isaac was now starring at Stiles and a grin appeared on his face. "Do you want to get out of here?"

The question caught Stiles off guard. "What, just leave? Coach would kill us."

"Not for the whole game, for 30 minutes tops." Isaac was trying to persuade Stiles because he wanted to have their own fun time.

"Won't Coach notice? And where we go?" Stiles again questioning Isaac.

Isaac stood up. "There are four other guys on the bench, he won't notice. We can just say we had to go to the bathrooms." Isaac offered Stiles his hand.

Stiles stood up taking Isaac's hand. "But you never said where we'd go." Isaac grin widened.

"Follow me." Isaac lead Stiles off the field and started jogging back to the side of the school. Stiles kept pestering Isaac about where they were going and what they were doing. Isaac just smiled and slowed down when they got to where he wanted.

They stopped right in the parking lot where three of the schools buses were parked. "What are we doing here?" Stiles looked back at the field to see they were pretty far away from the game. When he turned his head back to Isaac, Isaac slammed his lips on to Stiles.

"You owe me, remember." Isaac broke up the kiss and opened the doors to the already unlocked bus. He grabbed Stiles hand and pulled him up the stairs with him.

"Yes. I remember." Stiles now knew what Isaac had in mind. He followed as Isaac lead him to the back of the bus. It was almost completely pitch black with barely any light getting in through the windows. When the boys reached the end of the bus Isaac pulled Stiles in front of him and pushed on his ass to direct him to the window seat, like the positions they were in before.

Stiles turned to Isaac "So are we-" but he was cut off. Isaac had sat down next to Stiles and crashed his lips into him. Stiles felt every move Isaac's tongue made and tried to match. Isaac started feeling Stiles whole body, it was so dark that he wasn't completely sure which body parts he was groping at. Stiles just placed both his hands on the back of Isaac's head to help push him deeper into the kiss.

Isaac's hands travelled further down south until he slide one of them down Stiles white gym shorts, stroking Stiles' dick through his underwear. It made Stiles moan into Isaac's mouth.

"Wait." Stiles pulled back from Isaac. Isaac didn't hear him and try to kiss him again before Stiles held on to both of his shoulder. Isaac removed his hand from Stiles' package.

"What is it? Is this okay?"

'Yes. Of course. Obviously I liked getting my dick sucked by a hot guy."

"Well I've only really jerked you off, I was going to get to that part if you just le-." This time Stiles cut Isaac off.

"It's your turn." Stiles said. He then forced Isaac out of his seat and made him stand up. Isaac was now standing in front of Stiles who had shifted over to be sitting in front of Isaac's stomach and groin area. Stiles forced Isaac's matching gym shorts down with his underwear and grabbed his cock.

"Well okay then." Isaac looked down at Stiles. It was dark but he could see the other boy was looking up at him. Stiles starting stroking Isaac's cock while just looking up at him to make sure everything's okay. "Spit on it."

"What?" Stiles asked. He had never touched another guy's junk before, but he thought it was fairly simple.

"Spit on my cock, come on Stiles." Isaac sounded more demanding. Stiles liked it. He looked at his cock and grabbed it to hold it in position and he spit and stroked up and down on Isaac's length and then spit a second time and repeated the motion over and over again.

"There we go, man." Isaac let his head back and held on to each side of Stiles' head as Stiles continued to jerk off his friend.

Stiles must have been jerking off Isaac for five minutes at various speeds before he released how boring handjobs actually were, so he started to slow down.

"I want to try something." Stiles paused. "Can I suck you off?" Stiles had zero idea whatsoever as to why he was asking. Isaac swallowed his load last week and why wouldn't he want a blowjob?

Isaac leaned down to be at Stiles height with his hands gliding from the side of Stiles' head to be at his cheeks, his thumb being on each corner of Stiles' lips. He tried to looked Stiles in the eyes in the dark but he couldn't see, so he moved in closer and started kissing him again. He opened Stiles' mouth and started nibbling and sucking at Stiles' lips just for a few seconds before he parted mouths again. "Of course." That's all he said before returning to his standing position.

The nerves of never being with another guy before all went away and Stiles gripped Isaac's cock one more time and gave it a few strokes up and down before resting his hand on the base. He slowly got closer and closer to Isaac with his mouth open. He started to put his penis in his mouth without touching it until it hit the back of his throat. Stiles started gagging.

"Never given a BJ before." Isaac chuckled. "Let me help you." He pulled Stiles' head away, with his hands on each side of his head again. "Grab my ass." Stiles didn't even hesitate and put his hands around Isaac and with his hands he stroked up and down Isaac's ass before grabbing on to each cheek. "Let me do most of the work, you just be the mouth. Okay."

"Yes." Stiles just said one word. All he wanted to do was please Isaac.

In the position they were in, with Isaac grabbing Stiles' head and Stiles gripping on to Isaac's ass, Isaac put his cock a couple inches into Stiles' mouth. "Hold still." He moved his hands closer to the back of Stiles' head and grabbed on to his hair. He started thrusting his hips and he was now slowly fucking Stiles' mouth.

Isaac was careful not to go to deep but thrust after thrust he found himself losing control and going deeper in. When Stiles starting making a few gagging sounds Isaac didn't stop because skull fucking Stiles was the best feeling in the world. And by the twitching bulge in Stiles' shorts you could tell he liked it too.

Isaac started going deeper and deeper until at moments at a time his cock was down Stiles' throat, nearly deepthroating him. The gagging sound of Stiles became more apparent to Isaac but he didn't stop right away, he continued thrusting until he realised what he was doing.

Isaac pulled out, out of breath "Whoa dude. Are you okay." Isaac put his hands on Stiles' cheeks.

"Yes. I am. That was hot, and I hope you know that I can actually hol-" Stiles was cut off by Isaac putting his cock back on his tongue.

"Can I finish inside of you?" Isaac asked, still breathing heavily. Isaac just needed release. With a dick in his mouth Stiles just slightly nodded. Isaac couldn't see Stiles' nod but he felt the motion on his cock. Stiles then took more of Isaac in and it was driving him crazy.

Isaac started thrusting again, very slowly this time. Stiles knew how bad Isaac wanted to cum so Stiles, who was still holding on to Isaac's ass, pushed more of Isaac in until he was choking on his dick. Isaac pulled back and Stiles pushed again. Isaac knew Stiles would be okay so he started to pick up the pace.

This was it, with every movement of his hips Isaac was edging closer. Isaac started moaning, if anyone was even close to their bus they'd probably hear his screams of pleasure. Isaac was cumming. His thrusts slowed down and every time he hit the back of Stiles' throat he stayed their for a couple more seconds before he'd pull back and repeat. Isaac was panting. Stiles' could taste the taller boy, he felt cum dripping from the corner of his lip. It tasted good.

Isaac pulled out and moaned when he grabbed his own cock, giving it a couple more strokes. All of his cum was in Stiles, who Isaac heard a giant gulp sound from him. Stiles, much like Isaac the week before, swallowed all of him. Stiles let go of Isaac's ass and Isaac leaned down. "How was it." Isaac asked.

"Not too bad, a little salty." Stiles laughed. Isaac smiled as he was pulling up his shorts. "We should head back soon, but first I need to quickly jerk off." Stiles took off his own shorts and released his own cock.

Isaac moved past Stiles into the window seat. "I can help." Isaac pulled Stiles back until he was sitting on his lap. He then turned both their bodies so their legs we're lying straight off the bus seats and their backs were to the window. Stiles' put his arm around Isaac and looked down at him.

"Well get to it." Stiles whispered in Isaac's ear. Isaac firmly grabbed Stiles' cock and started stroking. The amount of pre-cum Stiles' was leaking was ridiculous. This was going to be quick.

As Isaac was jerking Stiles' cock Stiles shifted his body to face Isaac. He wasn't sitting on Isaac's lap any more he decided to turn his whole body so it was facing the window and Isaac, and he placed his knees on both sides of Isaac's hips and stood up on them so Stiles' cock was right by Isaac's chest. Stiles grabbed both of Isaac's shoulders and Isaac smiled again. He placed his cock back on Stiles and continued jerking.

Stiles started moving his hips into each of Isaac's strokes, moaning like an idiot. "Yes Isaac. Mmmm." He kept repeating. Isaac started beating him off faster and faster. "I'm going to-" Cum. He was going to cum all over Isaac's lacrosse jersey. Stiles' moaned as he came. "Yessssss." Stiles' panted.

Isaac was furiously jerking Stiles' at the end of his orgasm to make sure all the white stuff was out this time. And it was. Isaac released Stiles' cock and Stile's sat down on his legs, still panting. Isaac brought his hand to his mouth and started licking off the cum that was on his hand. Licking it up so there'd be no mess. "Just like I remember." Isaac made Stiles laugh.

"Phew let's just take a minute before we head back." Stiles said, putting his cock back in his shorts. Stiles' shifted his body back to where he lied on top of Isaac's lap with his arm around him. He looked down at Isaac and gave him a slow peck on the lips. "All right." Stiles' breathing was back to normal and he got up, pulling Isaac with him. "Let's go."

Isaac followed Stiles' off the bus and they headed back to the field. When they reached the benches the game was still going. No one noticed that they were gone. They took their original seats and watched the game.

Stiles looked over to Isaac and quickly got up.

"What are you doing?" Isaac whispered as Stiles ran back to Isaac with a towel he took from Scott's bag.

"You need this." Stiles spoke as he pushed the towel into Isaac's chest, cleaning up the cum that they completely forgot about.

"Shit." Isaac grabbed the cloth and furiously wiped. He got most of it off with some barely noticeable white stains on the red. He'd wash it later. "Thanks." Isaac looked back at Stiles.

"No problem." Stiles' smiled and leaned into give Isaac a peck on the cheek. Isaac smiled back.