Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2011 02:26:24 +0000
From: Wolfy Bainey <WolfbaineAC@mail.com>
Subject: Horny Cravings of a Teen Wolf 3

Teen Wolf: TV Series (2011)

 This story is a complete work of fiction and is in no way based on true
 events or the true sexuality of the actors mentioned. Copyright of MTV and
 MTV Networks.


 Chapter 3: Scott and Jackson

It had been a week since the "Encounter" in Scott's bedroom. Things had
been strange between Scott and Stiles ever since because of it. Stiles was
not returning most of Scott's texts and calls and was avoiding him all
week. This made Scott very sad. He had deep feelings for Stiles and he knew
Stiles had even deeper feelings for him. That is why Stiles was avoiding
him. Scott knew that not only did he make out with Derek right in front of
Stiles but they totally used and abused him together. Scott had no clue why
he did that. His werewolf animal sex drive took over and now he is left
cleaning up the mess it made. Making matters worse Scott couldn't get Derek
off his mind. His smile and his piercing blue werewolf eyes just memorized
him so much. Also his deep passionate kiss was like nothing Scott had ever
had. He also vividly remembers how Derek tasted. Scott was torn right now
between to amazingly sexy men and he was not sure what to do.

School was usually a good distraction for Scott. He had a few "Girlfriends"
which were basic fronts for him while he was in school. He was amazing at
Lacrosse and loved kickin ass on the field. So yea school was mostly a good
escape for him. All except for Jackson. Jackson was the biggest asshole in
school and just so happened to be the captain of the Lacrosse team. Jackson
has always had something against Scott or so it seemed that way. He is very
suspicious of Scott and causes a ton of headaches and worries for
Scott. Just last week Jackson took all of Scott's clothes while he was
still in the locker room shower and hid them. It took Scott almost an hour
of running around the locker room totally naked to find them. He never did
find his dirty jock strap either.

It was the last period of school when Scott finally bumped into Stiles in
the hallway.

"Stiles, where have you been? Why haven't you answered any of my texts? I
miss you."

Scott said this with a very downcast face and looking down at the ground
kicking his right foot around in a nervous way.

"I've been busy with people and with stuff."

Stiles mumbled out in a very unconvincing way. Stiles then turned and
started to walk away. Scott grabbed him from behind with both hands and
brought him right up against him. Stiles ass was directly pressed up
against Scott's crotch.

"Wha... What are you doing Scott?"

Stiles stammered very frightened and embarrassed.

"Dude we are in the middle of school. Do you want everyone to know that
were cock loving homo's?"

Stiles stated very angrily.

"Right now I don't give a fuck Stiles."

Scott said.

"You are gonna tell me what your problem with me is and why you are
avoiding me. If you don't I'm gonna tickle you in your naughty place in
front of everyone!"

Scott playfully said.

"Alright alright you win Scott! Please don't do that. Not here not now. I
have a rep to keep you know?"

Stiles face flushed bright red.

"Look Scott here is the thing. I like you alot. I don't know how or why but
I do. And that is weird for me. On top of that you are all close and into
Derek so that just makes things way harder and weirder on me. I can't
compete with a werewolf. Besides you would prob choose him just because he
is like you and I am not."

Stiles looked down at the floor and his face turned dark red and he was
about to cry.

"I knew that's what this was about!."

Scott said with a sad and worried look on his face.

"Listen Stiles. You are my best friend and my number one. We have known
each other since we were like babies. I like you alot too okay? I am sorry
I am a werewolf and I am sorry this is weird for you."

Stiles looked up at Scott as Scott continued to speak.

"I do have feelings for Derek but they aren't the same ones I have for
you. I am not sure what kind of connection I have with him but its just
different. Maybe its a werewolf thing I don't know".

Scott let Stiles go and Stiles moved back to a safe distance from
Scott. Stiles then spoke.

"Look Scott I know this can't be easy for you, being a werewolf and liking
two dudes. Just give me my space ok? I'll be okay I just need some time. I
promise to answer your texts from now on though okay?"

Stiles said all of this with a very sincere and rather happy voice.

"Deal bud."

Scott said smiling and playfully jabbing Stiles in the arm.

"See you at practice."

Stiles said to Scott as he walked away.

Practice ended up being rather grueling and Scott found it harder and
harder to control his werewolf instincts during practice. He knows that if
he morphs in front of everyone then everything is all over. Jackson was
worse today then he has ever been to Scott. Purposely keeping the ball away
from him and constantly running into him and pushing him to the
ground. They all headed to the locker room after practice and that's when
things took a turn for the worse.

"Well if its not the two homo's."

Jackson said ignorantly referring to Scott and Stiles who were standing
next to each other changing.

"Seriously Jackson just back off, I am so sick of you being an asshole to
us for no reason."

Scott said angrily trying so hard to control his inner animal just waiting
to come out.

"Its not Stiles I have a problem with, its you Scotty boy."

Jackson winked at Scott and slapped Scott's naked ass suggestively with his
hand. Jackson then grabbed a handful of Scott's ass right in front of
Stiles just to try and get them both even more pissed.

"Keep your hands to yourself Jackson!"

Stiles yelled and then lunged at Jackson. Jackson punched Stiles right in
the face and knocked him down on his ass.

"I said I don't have an issue with you Stiles so back the fuck off ok? I
don't wanna hurt your delicate princess body".

Jackson then kicked at Stiles while he was on the floor and demanded he
leave Scott and him alone. Stiles looked up at Scott and their eyes
met. Scott gave Stiles the look. Stiles knew Jackson was done for. In one
look Scott told Stiles everything he needed to know. Stiles got up and
left. He flicked Jackson off as he walked out. All of the other players had
left by now so Scott and Jackson were now all alone. This was Scott's
plan. Scott was about to teach this asshole a lesson. Scott turned to
Jackson, grabbed him, and then slammed him up against the locker. It was a
sight to see. A fully nude Scott pushing another fully nude hard ass up
against the locker. Jackson's face lit up in fear and surprise.

"What the fuck Scott! When the hell did you get so strong? Now I know you
are on something! Just tell me what your taking dude. I wanna know cause I
wanna be just as good as you seem to be on the field."

Jackson was whining his words out by this point.

"Listen asswipe I am not taking anything. I am just naturally strong. Some
even call me animalistic. And see I don't like how you have been treating
me lately. I was gonna let it go and leave well enough alone and then you
hit my best friend. That's where you crossed the line."

Scott was now shaking as he was still holding Jackson against the locker.

"Wha... What do you want from me Scott? Look I am sorry dude I never meant
any of that shit and I shouldn't have hit your friend. I am just an angry
guy ya know? C'mon let me go and lets talk this out please."

Jackson was sweating bullets by this point. He was already sweaty enough
from the game and now he was sweating even more. The smell was driving
Scott crazy. He was having another craving. When his craving for ass came
upon him there was no going back. The last couple times it had been
different. When he craved Stiles and craved Derek he felt something else
for them as well, something more human. This time it was all animal. He
felt nothing but a craving to have Jackson's ass and to teach that fucker a
lesson.

"I am going to teach you a lesson you asshole. You are going to wish you
would have left me and Stiles alone".

Scott was shaking, sweating, and panting like an animal. Before Scott knew
what he was doing he flipped Jackson around and got down on his knees. He
spread Jackson's asscheeks apart and dove in. He needed that ass and he
needed it now. He needed to taste Jackson. This was a stronger more
animalistic craving then ever before. As he continued to eat out the tight
hole Jackson began to moan and squirm. Jackson was in heaven. This is what
he had secretly wanted all along. He knew he wanted Scott and now he had
him. Or did Scott have him?

"Oh my God Scott! That feels amazing. Don't stop. Please don't ever stop. I
want you, I want all of you. I want to fuck your tight little ass and make
you mine."

Jackson was cocky and thought he had an upper hand here but he was wrong.
Scott stopped and got up. He flipped Jackson around so they were facing
each other. Both of their cocks were rock hard by now. Jackson went in for
a kiss and Scott punched him right in the face knocking him to the ground.

"What the fuck was that for Scott?"

Jackson screamed and quickly tried to get back up.

"That was for Stiles you fuckface. And now that your down there, open your
fucking mouth so I can face fuck you until you gag like a little girl."

Scott was now feeling like a full werewolf. He still looked completely
human but his werewolf side had taken over completely on the inside.
Jackson was so confused and scared of how dirty and mean Scott was being.
He didn't want to suck Scott off. He wanted Scott but he wanted him as his
bitch. Jackson now realized who the bitch was and it wasn't Scott.  Jackson
got up on his knee's and took Scott into his mouth. He began to suck off
Scott. Scott tasted so salty. It was like a mix of sweat and dirty cock.

Scott began to growl at the sensation. He loved that he had this power of
Jackson and he didn't stop there. He grabbed the back of Jackson's head and
shoved it forward so Jackson was taking all of Scott's 8 inch cock into his
mouth and throat. Scott began to full on face fuck Jackson. Pumping his
meat in and out hard and fast. Jackson was gagging and coughing and trying
to get away to gasp for some air. Scott didn't let him have any. Jackson
was on the verge of vomiting and passing out from the abuse he was taking
when Scott finally let him off his cock.

"Jesus Christ Scott! What did I ever do to you to deserve this? I could
have choked to death or puked on your dick. What the fuck is wrong with
you?"

Jackson said hoarsely. He was on the verge of crying and he hated the power
Scott had over him.

"Oh did I hurt your little throat bitch? Well if that was rough for you
then I feel really bad for your ass."

Scott said and started to smirk.

"Oh God no please Scott please. Don't fuck me, I... I can't handle you in
me. Please Scott I will do anything. I will give you anything. Please
anything but my asshole."

Jackson pleaded with Scott. He was now full on sobbing and scared shitless.

"Your pathetic Jackson. That will make this even better for me. Now get on
all fours and stick your ass in the air. I'm gonna fuck you doggy style and
your gonna like it bitch boy."

Scott said this with a deep and lusty voice. Jackson knew it was over. He
knew Scott was faster and stronger then him so he knew he couldn't get
away. He got down on all fours and stuck his hole up into the air. he
turned around and looked Scott straight in the eyes.

"Scott please be easy. Please if you have any heart at all please don't put
me in the ER. Not like this not now. Please."

Jackson was crying and pleading with Scott as Scott grabbed his cock and
rammed into Jackson at full force. He went balls to the wall on Jackson.
Jackson jumped and screamed in pain. He had never felt so much pain in his
whole life. He continued to ram him in and out as hard as he could. Jackson
could do nothing but cry and shake like a little pussy.

Scott was getting closer and closer. Jackson tried to grab his own cock to
at least pleasure himself but Scott smacked his hand away and slammed into
Jackson even harder making him not try that again. It was clear that Scott
didn't want this to feel good in anyway for Jackson. This was rough and
this was revenge. Jackson was in so much pain he actually passed out. His
face slammed the concrete floor of the locker room. Scott didn't care he
kept going and going until he came up into Jackson's beaten hole.

Scott pulled out and got dressed. He left Jackson bruised, bloody, and
naked on the floor as he exited the locker room. Once Scott had left
someone approached Jackson and picked him up and got him all cleaned
up. Jackson came to and just stared at the person who had helped him.

"Thank you for helping me dude."

Jackson mumbled out. With that they both left the locker room and went
their separate ways... For now.

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That's chapter three! Thank you all for your suggestions. I actually used a
few suggestions in this chapter so keep them coming! I love to hear from
you guys! So who was the mystery guy who helped Jackson at the end? How
much of the assault did they see? And what is next for the love triangle?
STAY TUNED!

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