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Can I ask for a continuation of the Derek/Harris verse? Maybe Derek still has to ‘visit’ Harris every now and then for a full weekend even in college? Maybe he becomes the breakout star basketball or swim jock. Getting all the NCAA attention. But when he goes back to Beacon Hills, he’s just Harris’s jockslut. Harris loves inviting people over to watch a prerecorded game of Derek’s while Derek is doing another type of live ‘performance’.

[Detention Verse] - Thanksgiving : Derek/Harris

It had been a few months since Derek left Beacon Hills, he moved cross country, moved in with his sister, started a new life and never looked back. Well almost never.

The memories of graduation day were still as fresh in his mind as they were when they had just happened. Derek didn’t know how many times he had cum or how many loads he had taken in the classroom he only remembered that when he got home his phone was full of evidence of his debauchery. Just swiping through them had Derek’s hole fluttering against the thick plug that Harris had put in him.

Those same pictures were still on his phone, still saved there in a hidden folder. His dirty secret. His own private collection. One that only grew from that point on, as his going away present the teachers had decided to send Derek clips and pictures they had all acquired of the jock being their slut. Despite how much Derek tried to forget and move on he couldn’t. That night had changed everything.

All those extra lessons, those hours with Harris and the other teachers had changed him. It had made everything different.

When he first moved to New York Derek tried to stop himself. He tried to not think about it. But his body wouldn’t let him. His body reminded him constantly of what he was missing. What he was craving. It was a full month before Derek finally broke.

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Derek has to get information from someone at the Jungle. They’re being difficult so Derek has to use ‘other means’ of persuasion to get the information. The informant ends up giving good information so they keep going back. Derek keeps having to ‘persuade him’ with kinkier and kinkier methods.

It’s Just a Dance : Derek/OMCs

Derek looked around the dark club trying to find the informant. They had been tipped off that this guy had information to do with one of the big cases he was working on. It was a lead that they couldn’t afford to give up. So, to secure the information they sent Derek with the instructions to do whatever it took to get a break through.

But he didn’t have any idea what he was actually looking for, or even who. This could have been a wild goose chase but he wasn’t going to give up.

The night drove on while Derek moved through the building trying to find anyone that looked like a lead. But instead of finding him Derek was found himself.

“You looking for me big guy?” A voice came from beside him, a body moving up to stand silently beside him. “It’s been fun watching you walk around like a lost puppy. Oh calm down.”

Derek met the other’s voice with an immediate defence. His hands and body going on alert and spinning around, drawing himself to get ready to attack.

“Who ar–”

“Relax.” Derek was cut off by the male. “I knew the force had sexy guys but you, you’re something else. Damn..”

The stranger walked around Derek, circling him like a hawk. Like a predator watching their prized prey, taunting them as if they were playing with life like a ball in their hands.

“I was going to charge for the information but I think for you, I’d settle for a dance or two. What do you say? Want to make a deal, a few dances for a lead on that case you need to crack?”

Derek opened his mouth to protest but then quickly shut it. Dances for the sake of information, a small price to pay in consideration of what it would mean. It wouldn’t hurt his pride and he would be able to do it without any bloodshed.

“Deal.” His word sealing it faster than his mind making the decision.

“Brilliant.” Derek saw a smile flash across the other’s face before he was being whisked away to the dance floor. The music so loud that it almost hurt his ears.

The bass boomed and music sounded closer to static than anything but he followed the other’s lead and started dancing. Attempting to move in time with the other since he didn’t know what else to do.

Derek didn’t think of it as anything until the other moved closer. Their bodies rubbing against each other and eventually the other had moved behind him grinding up against him. Derek could feel the bulge of the other’s cock against his body. His jerk to move away and snatch the other’s hand was stopped by the male reaching around. Derek’s body stuck in front of him with the male’s arm going across his front holding him from breaking free.

“Calm down, this is just how people dance here.” He told him thrusting his crotch against Derek’s perky ass. The dark haired male looked around seeing the crows of people, dancing just like they were. Some even more than just dancing. Hands exploring bodies and groping areas, mouths a flurry against each other. Shamelessly grinding against each other, pushing hands places making them disappear between clothing and skin. Derek gulped quietly watching as he felt the hand resting on his hard abs. Fear creeping through him as he began to worry about what he was going to have to do.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a dance for the name.” A chuckle behind him pulled him closer, making him look a bit more like the other pairs on the dance floor. Part of him wondering what it did feel like.

But before anything else could happen he felt the other’s body pulling away. “The information you want is in on a piece of paper in your pocket. Hope to see you again cutie.” Derek’s hand found the scrap paper in his pocket as the other had said and spun around to look for the male but didn’t see him anywhere.

He took the information and went with it. Little did he know how much it really would cost him.

~~~

When the station had found out how much use they got from that one piece of information it fell back on Derek to get more. He was praised for it, he didn’t tell them what it took just that the male was happy to give up the information when they spoke. A mistake really on his part.

Now it was Derek’s fourth time going back to the male for information. This guy seemed to have endless hits on all the cases they were working on and if Derek continued he would be able to get more and more cases solved and build a rep for himself.

The second time wasn’t took weird, it was a dance again but this time before Derek was allowed into the club he had to forfeit his shirt. The club had been having some sort of themed night that required all the paterons to forgo their shirts before being let in. The dance happened like the last time but their bodies in contact and rubbing against each other, skin on skin. With the lack of clothing there was also a lack of inhibitions going around the club, evident by how much more the crowd were doing. Some undressing their partners on the floor, kissing their chests and playing with nipples and body parts that looked like they were made just for touching.

The third time Derek was directed to the back rooms, now instead of seeing the male he was being instructed by him. It was a dark room with a central lone light that lit up a circular platform. He stood there listening to the other’s orders and swallowed his pride and stripped down to his jockstrap. Embarrassed when the other called him out for it, cursing his lack of clothes to change into from work. His hair covered body on show for the male. Told to strike different poses. When the platform started to spin Derek stuck his hands out to grab something but floundered until he found his balance again.

But this wasn’t all just a show for the mysterious man. No. Tonight was a special night that had Derek on show for special paterons. The very people that it was Derek’s job to fight against with the law. But it wasn’t that Derek knew that he was showing off his body to the top criminals in the county. Showing off his untouched body and teasing them with it. Each flex and each pose making them want more and more, exactly what he wanted. For tonight wasn’t only a show but a pre-show of what was to come. Tonight they placed bids and offers for a chance to use the cop’s body. To violate him and show him their sweaty embrace for a night and drill a place in Derek’s mind should they ever find them.

By the end of the night there were over 60 bids, but only 20 managed to secure a place to the real event.

That even was tonight, when Derek entered the club he was greeted at the bar with a drink.

“Courtesy of his patreon.” Derek knew what that meant by now so he took the drink thinking nothing more of it. He turned away from the bar and drank his drink. By now he had this down to an art, walk around for a bit and then find the informant or someone that would lead him to him. Tonight seemed a bit different, instead of a lot of dancing on the floor the stage was set up for a show and there were only a handful of people dancing in the meantime. Derek sauntered out to the smoking area to get some are to clear his head, his drink half drunk by now.

“Welcome back Derek, it’s a shame that this should be our last time together in our little escapades together but fear not this last piece should be exactly what you need.” He held up a piece of paper and handed it to Derek.

Derek hesitated. There had to be a catch. He put down his nearly finished drink and took the paper slowly. “What’s the catch?” Asking him as he pocketed it quickly before the other could pull it away from him. One last deal and then he could get out.

“Oh nothing, you already paid for this one.” He smiled at the cop and winked.

Derek had only a moment of clarity before things grew fuzzy, his hands weak. He clenched and flexed his fingers his glance going back to the drink. “You…. yo. Spiked me…!?” His words were already failing him as he fell forward into the man’s arms.

“Shh shh shh.. There there Derek, it’ll be over soon.”

~~~

Derek woke up a time later, bright lights in his face. He tried to move his body but he found that his body was bound and bent over at his hips that stopped him from moving. He looked around his eyes immediately recognizing his surroundings.

The club. The drink.

Derek heard a familiar voice over the speakers. “Well gentlemen welcome to our special guest. Now I know you have all been patiently waiting for him so here he is. A real life cop. Complete in uniform and all. If you look to any of our screens you will see our lovely guest showing off his body just for you all.” Derek grunted and tried to barrell out of his restraints seeing the video, that was the last time he was here. “Just look at how round and perky that ass is! He even wore a jockstrap just for you all. Now we’re going to reward him with a special prize. Say hello to all the studs that have the honour of breaking him in.”

Behind Derek a curtain was pulled back revealing 10 different studs all with massive cocks in their own right.

“Alright folks we’re in for a treat. For breaking our colt in we’ve got a lovely range of the biggest cocks we could find, we don’t want to wreck his butt just yet so we are going to go length, girth, length, girth, and so forth until all the bulls have had their fill.” The lights changed and shifted around the stage, the pants Derek had been but in weren’t much at all. Like a cheezy 80’s porn he had hot pants on that barely held in his ass. While he was out of it his body was prepared for this, including his hole being opened on plugs that meant the first cock could get to fucking faster.

The shorts were pulled aside to reveal the plug, Derek hadn’t noticed it in the flurry that was happening but now that it was being pulled out he moaned loudly feeling it slide out, the bliss and pleasure that came with it instantly going to his head.

When the plug was taken out a lube injector was put in it’s place. Long lasting, slippy lube was shot deep up Derek’s ass and coated his hole fully prepped now for it.

“You son of a bitch get me the fuck – “ Derek’s words were lost in the crowd, the music and the cheering as the first male behind him was lining up drowning him out.

Each of the men had been given special instructions on how they were to begin fucking Derek. Their cocks were to tease his hole first, rubbing their tip against his hole, no matter how many times he had been fucked. Teasing him, that would eventually make him beg for more. Then they were to push the tip of their cocks in. After that they pulled it out slowly and just before his hole pushed them out they were to slam their cocks as deep as they could in to his hole.

None of the men disappointed. Every new cock had Derek on the verge of cumming, yelling and fighting. Some of them were more precise that others but the rough ones were the ones that left marks on Derek’s body. His ass sporting red hand prints from their spanks. That was the easy way to stop his words of adamant refusal of what they were doing but by the first round was finished Derek’s grunts had turned into moans.

The changed hadn’t gone unnoticed. The crowd yelled and whooped seeing Derek’s moaning and his eyes rolling back. Before now Derek had been able to count all each of the cocks waiting for the time it was over, now he lost that. His mind was too foggy and shakey to be able to think about anything else but how good it felt in him. The cocks pounding open his hole.

By the time the men were finished with Derek it was the early hours of the morning, only a select few were still in the building watching. Derek looked up by the end his ass still open and cum leaking, a puddle beneath him. Even his beard hair was coated in cum from the men.

“I’m sure that if you want more information we can come to some sort of arrangement.” Derek’s informant stood in front of him smirking as the set sound of cum dropping into the puddle surrounded Derek’s ears. A dumb smile growing on his face. “Su-uuure”

#icycryos #story sunday #prompt #scribbles #Derek

Hey, do you have a copy of Sweetverse by halfhardtorock? I found a link on your #loud sex tag, but the fic gave me a 404 =(

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inthelandofgallifrey said:Any luck getting ahold of any saved Kinkyfics work? I'm heartbroken at the loss. :(

No such luck for either one.

#teen wolf #kinkyfics #halfhardtorock #icycryos

icycryos replied to your post “Cuckolding is so good and hot hhhh.... (everything consensual ofc)....”

Yas. I have to many cuckolding prompts. Unfortunately they’re all TW which you don’t write anymore =(

the only TW cuckold I would be willing to write is with any of the adults. no Derek-or-below

#icycryos #peeps being cutie pies