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Jocks in the Mountains

Summary:

The pack goes on a vacation in the mountains and Danny and Jackson are determined to take their boyfriend's virginity. If they get past the protective werewolves, Banshee and hunter first.

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Teen Wolf || Stacksanny || Jocks in the Mountains || Stacksanny || Teen Wolf

Title: Jocks in the Mountains – Friday Ficlets Series

TW Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Jeff Davis and MTV. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Tags: m/m/m, polyamory, established relationship, Jackson Doesn't Leave, explicit intercourse, anal, oral

Main Pairing: Danny/Jackson/Stiles

Teen Wolf Characters: Mieczysław 'Stiles' Stilinski, Danny Mahealani, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Erica Reyes, Scott McCall, Allison Argent

Summary: The pack goes on a vacation in the mountains and Danny and Jackson are determined to take their boyfriend's virginity. If they get past the protective werewolves, Banshee and hunter first.

Jocks in the Mountains

Friday Ficlets Series

"He—ey, Jacks," Erica grinned broadly as she slid into the passenger seat of the Porsche. "You know that you are tied for my third favorite person, right?"

Jackson nodded at that, though he also frowned, because why was she in his car? If given the choice, she'd rather drive with the two people tied for favorite for her; Boyd and Stiles. The three of them had forged a strong bond while being tortured by the Argents and though the type of love she felt for the two boys were vastly different in nature, she loved them both equally much.

Jackson also knew that Peter was on spot number two on her list, because she adored his snark, ruthlessness and inherent hatred for anything Argent. She was the captain and founder of the Peter Hale Fanclub (Stiles, Boyd, Cora and Jackson were the only members in it and Jackson had only joined it to piss off Lydia when she had really annoyed him). The one tying with Jackson for third place was Isaac, whom she both considered her best friends. And while Jackson couldn't make a coherent list – Danny, Stiles and Lydia were too complicated and too important to rank – she was definitely his favorite among the pack, among the people who weren't Danny, Stiles and Lydia.

"Yeah?" Jackson frowned. "I thought you and Boyd would drive with Stiles."

"Oh, we are," Erica smiled. "I just had to talk to you first. About how we're all going to a romantic weekend in the Hale cabin and the rooms are soundproof because werewolves and that may tempt you and Danny to do things with my Stiles. Don't look so shocked, you really think the wolves in our pack can't smell you two all over him?"

"I mean," Jackson cleared his throat. "Yeah. So we're dating Stiles. And unless you're telling me you and Boyd won't have sex in the cabin either, and neither will any of the other couples in our pack, I really don't think this is any of your business, 'Rica."

Erica narrowed her eyes and flashed them golden. "Stiles is loud and acts like nothing matters, but everything matters so much to him so if you and Danny hurt him, I'll rip your dicks off."

For emphasis did she flex her claws at him. He swallowed hard and nodded. With a sweet smile did she lean in to kiss his cheek, probably leaving a lipstick mark behind.

"I do care about you and if you and him make each other happy, I will be your number one fan," Erica added softly. "But you and Danny have a whole lot of history, while you and Stiles have a whole lot of past hostility so I think you can see why I'm treading cautiously here, right?"

That did make Jackson wince and nod. "Yeah, I guess that's fair, both of those. But look. Danny and I really do care a lot about Stiles, okay? This isn't a fling or just sex. We… really like him."

Pleased by that, Erica got out of the car. The next moment, Danny climbed in in her stead. Lydia and Allison got in the back. The pack had agreed to split Scott and Allison up because nobody should have to endure their puppy-love for a three hour drive. Scott was in Stiles' Jeep, with Boyd and Erica. The rest of their pack, Peter, Cora and Isaac, were with Derek in his Camaro.

"Hey, babe," Danny smiled and leaned in to kiss Jackson. "I was just… helping Stiles pack."

"Trying to kiss him senseless without anyone in the pack noticing," Lydia translated nonchalantly, leveling a look at Jackson and Danny. "I believe Erica has had words with you, yes?"

"Words. Claws. Threats," Jackson nodded, earning a concerned look from Danny.

"Everyone loves Stiles," Allison smiled at them through the rear-view mirror, all dimples and bright eyes. "And we'd hate to see him get hurt, just because two much more experienced guys we also love decided to give something a try that they aren't prepared for. Because in all of this, he has more to lose than the two of you. When it doesn't work out, you still have each other. He doesn't."

Jackson squirmed in his seat. He knew they weren't wrong. Jackson and Danny's relationship had been going strong already when they added Stiles and if things did fall apart, it was less likely that Danny and Jackson's relationship would also fall apart.

"We care a lot about Stiles," Danny spoke up and turned around to look at the girls properly. "We don't plan on hurting him and we've been taking everything slow and at his pace. We haven't even told the pack yet, because he was afraid of everyone's reaction."

"Okay, good," Allison nodded pleased. "But if you realize that he talks too much for you or that a relationship with him is too much work, I'll hunt you both down."

Jackson really wished Stiles was here so he would hear this. The fact that Stiles didn't know just how overbearingly protective the pack was of him was absolutely ridiculous. Jackson made eye-contact with Lydia through the mirror for a moment and resigned himself for three hours of silent judgment and threats, because she had come to adore Stiles after how often he had been there for her, helping her through the break-up with Jackson and then through figuring out her powers.

/break\

Stiles was laying awkwardly on his bed in the cabin. The Hales had a huge, beautiful cabin in the woods up in the mountains near Silver Lake. With enough bedrooms for the pack to pair up in them. Stiles' roommate was Scott. Erica and Cora, Lydia and Allison, Boyd and Isaac, Peter and Derek. Danny and Jackson got to share a room, because nobody else was willing to put up with Jackson overnight. Stiles wished he could sneak into his boyfriends' room. Scott sat down heavily next to Stiles.

"So, you're gonna spend most nights with Jackson and Danny, right? That means Allison could stay over in our room and you wouldn't feel sexiled. Right?"

Stiles very gracefully fell off the bed and stared up at his best friend. "Ahaha, Scotty. Buddy. Why… Why would I stay over with Jackson and Danny? What."

Scott raised both his eyebrows at him. "I know I'm not the best werewolf in our pack, but even my nose works and you have been smelling like Jackson and Danny a lot lately. And they like you."

"Oh," Stiles swallowed had and sat up. "And… And do you have… a… problem with it?"

"As long as they make you happy, no," Scott frowned. "And Jackson has become… nicer, since he became a werewolf and joined the pack. It's maybe a little weird that you have two boyfriends? Like, I don't know how you guys make the logistics work in bed – and also I really do not want to know – but as long as you can make it work for yourselves?"

"We, uh," Stiles blushed dark-red. "Haven't really made it work in bed yet."

Scott stared at him in surprise. "Dude it's been like two months. Are their dicks broken?"

That got him a startled laugh from Stiles. "No. I just, uh… Honestly? Every time we were about to have sex, someone from the pack somehow interrupted? Needing research or advise, or there was a new monster attacking, or dad got home early from a shift that one time and… uh… yeah."

Understanding set into Scott's face and he nodded. "Yeah, I had a feeling Erica was scheming."

"...What," Stiles blinked confused. "What do you mean Erica was scheming?"

"She is kinda worried that they're taking advantage of you? Like, you were so desperate to lose your virginity with the whole Darach thing and since she got to lose hers with her true love, she thought you deserve that too, and not just… meaningless sex," Scott's expression changed into one of determination as he clasped Stiles' shoulder. "I will keep the pack back. I'll be your wingman and make sure you get laid this week. I'll even fight Erica for you."

Stiles couldn't help the small smile. "Thanks, buddy. That's really sweet. But maybe don't fight Erica. She will wipe the floor with you, she's been training with Peter and doesn't fight fair."

After another moment's hesitation, Stiles bolted off the bed. Yeah, he was going to get laid tonight. The grin on his lips nearly split his face and Scott called a 'good luck, dude!' after him when Stiles ran out of the room. Though before reaching his boyfriends' room, he made halt at Erica's.

"Batman," Erica's face brightened when she opened the door. "Wanna hang out?"

"Nope," Stiles popped the p, bouncing a little in place. "I am on my way to get laid and none of you nosy werewolves are getting in my way. Which, Scott ratted you out. And. I'm moderately mad. Like, I am totally capable of deciding who to lose my virginity to, you know. I don't need you guys to protect my virtue, especially not from my boyfriends, with whom I have been going steady for like two months now. I am not a pretty princess about to be defiled."

Erica looked mildly chastised and ducked her head. "I know you can… I just… You did try very desperately to hook up with whoever back during the sacrifices. I didn't want you to rush this and regret it later, you know? Because it can be pretty special, with the right guy."

Stiles' eyes softened and he pulled her into a hug. "Thanks for worrying, Catwoman. Now stay out of my love life, okay? Next wolf to cockblock me is gonna live to regret it."

He raised his voice some at the last sentence because yeah, if the whole pack knew about him, Danny and Jackson and if the whole pack had intentionally cockblocked him? Then they could as well know that he was going to get laid and that they would be in trouble if they got in the way. Offering Erica another broad grin, Stiles turned away to run to his boyfriends' bedroom. Before he could raise his hand to knock did the door open and an utterly unimpressed Jackson greeted him.

"So, you have decided that we should have sex," Jackson drawled. "And you also chose to announce it to the entire pack. Brilliant decision."

Stiles narrowed his eyes at him. "Oh, if you're gonna be like that, I guess I'll only have sex with Danny, then. You can feel free to, I don't know, go on a hike with Derek."

Jackson made a show of rolling his eyes and then grabbed Stiles by the wrist to pull him in. First into a kiss and then into the room, closing the door behind them. As soon as the door was closed, Stiles found himself crowded against it by Jackson, another kiss followed but this one much more hungry. One of Jackson's hands leaned against the door right next to Stiles' head, the other found its place on Stiles' hip. Arousal started pooling in Stiles' belly when Jackson's thumb sneaked beneath his shirt and drew circles over Stiles' hipbone. He could feel himself slowly growing hard as the kiss got deeper and Jackson's hand started to wander beneath his shirt.

"You gonna share, Jackson?" Danny asked amused from the bathroom door.

Stiles made an absolutely desperate noise when he saw Danny, hair damp and wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. A mischievous smile spread over Danny's lips when he dropped the towel and oh wow. Swallowing hard, Stiles stared shamelessly at Danny's dick. He licked his lips.

"Someone's hungry," Jackson whispered teasingly, lips trailing down Stiles' neck.

Danny stepped up to them and grabbed Stiles by the neck to pull him into a kiss. "You sure about this? We don't have to have sex right now, or this week at all."

"I have been sure for like a month," Stiles made a distressed noise. "Please fuck me."

An amused but pleased grin spread over Danny's lips as he pulled Stiles close, while Jackson found his place behind Stiles, kissing along his neck. Somehow, Stiles lost his shirt. He was unsure how or when, but there was too much distracting kissing and touching going on. By the time they reached the bed, he was inexplicably naked and so was Jackson. He thought that he should be embarrassed or nervous or anything, but he wasn't. He knew he wanted them and knew they wanted him.

"How do you want it?" Danny asked softly, trailing kisses down Stiles' chest. "It's your first time."

Stiles took a moment to look at them both. "I don't know. I definitely want to suck one of you off while the other, you know, preps me? And then I do want to get dicked down."

Jackson and Danny exchanged a look before Jackson sat down against the headboard. "Okay, so I'm getting a blowjob then. Danny's… more experienced topping, so maybe he should."

A grin spread over Danny's lips as he went for his bag to get a condom and lube out. Swallowing hard, Stiles sat down in front of Jackson, staring down at his boyfriend's hard cock. And then, with a deep breath, did Stiles bend down to start curiously licking at Jackson's cock. He was trying to map it out with his tongue, before he wrapped his lips around the head. By then, he could feel lubed up fingers gently prodding against his hole. For a second he tensed, but Jackson was gently playing with his hair and Danny was running his other hand up and down Stiles' back and all too soon, he relaxed between them. He swallowed more of Jackson's cock, enjoying the weight of it on his tongue and the pleased noises Jackson made. The one finger inside him was soon joined by a second as Danny started properly opening him up, trailing kisses down Stiles' back.

"I knew he'd be good at this," Jackson groaned, leaning is head back. "That mouth-"

He trailed off in a row of curses and Stiles had to grin around his cock. When a third finger pushed into him, spreading him further, Stiles moaned loudly, the noise muffled by Jackson's dick. The vibrations of his throat made Jackson moan even louder, fingers tightening in Stiles' hair.

"I'll not do anything more until you finish up with Jackson," Danny whispered into Stiles' ear.

Even more motivated by that, Stiles sucked Jackson off more enthusiastically. His tongue trailed over the vein on the underside of Jackson's cock while he pulled nearly all the way off, until only the head was between Stiles' lips. He hollowed out his cheeks and with a dark groan did Jackson come. Stiles coughed a little as he swallowed some of the cum wrong and then wiped his mouth when he pulled off. He blinked up at the pleased look on Jackson's face. Leaning up, he kissed his boyfriend. His other boyfriend slowly pulled out of him.

"Okay, c'mere, Stiles," Jackson grunted and pulled Stiles against his chest.

Stiles relaxed against him and looked over at Danny, watching how their boyfriend rolled a condom over his hard dick. Blushing a little, Stiles spread his legs a bit. He was rewarded by a smile from Danny when the other boy sat down between his legs. Grabbing Stiles' legs, Danny placed them over his shoulders and slowly leaned in. He took his time easing his lubed-up cock in, pushing in inch by inch, repeatedly kissing Stiles throughout. Jackson's arms were around his waist, holding him gently. Even after bottoming out, Danny still took his sweet time. He dragged his cock out torturously slowly before pushing back in. The sensation set Stiles' nerves on fire and he wrapped his arms around Danny's neck to cling onto him for dear life. His own cock was painfully hard after the fingering and having Jackson's cock in his mouth. It was Jackson who wrapped his fingers around Stiles' dick to jerk him off. And that, they had gotten around to before, mutual handjobs. It just felt much more intense when he had Danny's dick up his ass at the same time.

"Fuck, fuck, fu—uck," Stiles gasped as he bucked up into Jackson's hand.

He whined when he came and then went lax in Jackson's lap, a blissed out smile on his lips while Danny thrust a couple more times, riding out Stiles' orgasm before coming. Danny kissed him one last time before pulling out and disposing of the condom. Stiles nuzzled into Jackson's chest sleepily, enjoying how both his boyfriends snuggled up to him.

"Totally worth the wait," Stiles declared happily while pulling Danny closer.

~*~ The End ~*~

Notes:

I DID want to write a sequel to my Cherrytober fill "Jocks on the Beach" since I never got around to deflowering Stiles in that one! So, here it is! Stiles finally lost his virginity, congratulations, boy, very proud of you!