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human touch by betty who 

roger that 

Gordian Knot (Of Sex) by tourdefierce (1/1 | 5,859 | NC17)

Losing his virginity was hard enough when Lydia Martin was his sole focus. Now there are werewolves involved and this is way crazier. For one, there are a lot more dicks involved. (To be fair, in some of his fantasies, Lydia Martin had an impressive rubber cock.) Either way, Stiles doesn't know why he thought getting rid of his pesky virginity was going to be easier with Derek involved—the guy is practically allergic to doing anythingthe easy way and that includes Stiles. Being done. Because he's easy. What.

It's How You Use It by badwolfbadwolf (5/5 | 14,658 | NC17)

Stiles is a virgin and Derek has a big dick. Derek trains him to take it.

Stiles hadn’t really realized it until they were mashed up against his door, his thighs splayed, Derek’s hips fitted to him. And then he turned slightly and ohmygod, there was Derek’s dick. Just sitting right there, in his pants, pressed against Stiles. Derek Hale had a dick. Derek Hale had a fucking big dick. Like anaconda proportions. Suddenly Stiles was pulling away, nervous excitement twining with fear and plummeting straight down into his stomach as Derek mouthed at his neck.

“I’m a virgin,” Stiles blurted out, and his voice did an embarrassing little crack on the end like he was tripping through puberty and falling face first on the other side.

What's Up Pinocchio? by Brego_Mellon_Nin (1/1 | 11,961 | NC17)

Stiles has settled in for a bit of self indulgence, favorite porn uploaded and ready, his recently neglected dick already stirring. For a few minutes he simply watches as the two guys start kissing and touching, but as soon as the bigger guy starts sucking his partner, Stiles groans and grabs for his own erection. Except, when he grabs hold of it, it feels… foreign in his hand. Pulse jumping, he snaps his eyes downward. Then he sputters and flails, nearly tipping over the edge of the mattress. What the everloving fuck?

Stiles knows his dick, okay? He knows it well. He knows how long it is, how thick it is - measuring is a normal thing for a curious teenager, it really is - but somehow, that’s not true anymore.

i don't believe in fairy tales (but i believe in you and me) by callunavulgari (1/1 | 3,411 | NC17)

Derek scrolls to the next picture. Stops. Blinks.

For a moment, they just freeze. He can see Stiles’ hand hesitating just next to his out of the corner of his eye, stopped mid-air, like he was reaching to take the phone back. Stiles’ heart is loud — so fucking loud — in the quiet of the loft, drowning out Derek’s own heartbeat and the many varied sounds coming in through the cracked window.

“So,” Stiles says, voice wobbly and pitched high in what’s probably mortification. “That’s my penis.”

Just Keep Breathing by mysecretashes (1/1 | 1,267 | NC17)

The first time Derek takes the Alpha form, it goes a lot differently than Stiles expected.

Game Plan by marguerite_26 (1/1 | 1,422 | NC17)

"The rules," Danny says, waving a wad of cash in one hand, a tape measure in the other. "First years -- Scott, Stiles, Jackson -- vs upper years -- Isaac, Boyd, Derek. Cumulative length."

Derek rolls his eyes. Boyd's going to owe him for this. "Hard?"

"Hard as you can make it, big boy," Stiles says, then he fucking winks.

It's a Schlong Story by floatingstark (1/1 | 33,115 | NC17)

"Do you like him?"

"Of course I do, he’s great!"

"Then what is the fucking problem?"

"My dick!"

-or-

Ex-Porn Star Derek Hale has a lot of issues but Ice Cream Parlor Owner Stiles Stilinski is not one of them.

Star-Crossed by cloudsarefluffy (4/4 | 32,949 | R)

My friend sent this to me on Tumblr: "I officially challenge sunshinexlollipops to write me a fluffy Sterek fic. No angst except for one small paragraph and it can not be major. High school AU. Stiles is a nerd, Derek is a jock. Tutor!Stiles. They fall in love."

Challenge accepted, Krista... Sort of?

--

Derek clears his throat quietly, resuming his plan on retrieving the boy’s mythology book, “Y-You dropped this…”

“I know, but- thanks.”

The boy snatches the book out of Derek’s hand with his mortification filling the air in a sharp, heady scent that has Derek’s wolf mentally salivating, “You’re welcome… Uh, do you know where the tutor session thing is supposed to be?”

“T-That’s me,” with another addition of pink to his cheeks, the boy rushes to correct himself a little, “I mean, I’m the tutor here and this is supposed to be- oh god, I’m really butchering this, aren’t I?”

For Neither Ever, Nor Never by reliand (1/1 | 20,989 | NC17)