#bottom scott

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

This one I just need to know. Bottom!Stiles, Bottom!Derek, and Bottom!scott??

Now: Bottom!Derek (I do love me some bottom!Derek.)

Forever: Bottom!Stiles (because that’s my default)

Never: Bottom!Scott (I can’t write Scott into smut. I’ve tried, and I just can’t do it)

[hotsexydorks]

Work in Progress / Chpt 8 - Pregame 2

https://archiveofourown.org/works/4449911/chapters/52045534

“God damn it.” First Scott decides to convince him that this was a good idea. All that he thought it could be was a way for the neighbouring teams to build strategies against them. While Scott harped on about there needing to be more camaraderie between them all. Some bullshit laced with the options for them to build friendships and get better as players through more varied teams. 

But to his defence Coach didn’t know many that were able to deny the unmistakable charm of Scott McCall. Especially when his mouth was wrapped around your cock and those innocent brown eyes were staring back up at you. He shuddered to think about the day that some man would be able to say no to him. To not want to give him everything that he wanted, which usually started with a load… or two. 

Rubbing his temples Coach caught a glimpse of something that would help him, rather someone. 

“Stilinski!” He yelled across the field, the boy was emerging on the other side leaving the locker rooms in his dust. 

That sound was like a drill going through his ear, slamming through his mind and piercing his thoughts. He jogged lightly over to the man, forgetting in that moment that he wasn’t a student anymore. That he didn’t need to actually listen to him as his coach anymore. 

“What up Coach? I see you’re as still as happy to see me as you --” 

Bobby rolled his eyes and rubbed his head. It was already too much. “Look, I just need to know if you’ve seen McCall anywhere. Can you do that, answer a simple question?” 

Stiles stopped where he had been interrupted and tried to put it all together again, his brain mentally continuing while his body had stopped. “No.. I mean no to the question. Well not the question. I can answer a simple question, but what I actually mean to say is that the no was the answer to the first part but yeah that I can totally answer a simple question. My favourite thing to do, simple… “ 

This time didn’t even have it in him to stop the kid, even after he left school it seemed he hadn’t changed much. It was a bit creepy how the same he was. “Right. Just. Okay! That’s enough. Just go take a seat or something. I have an assistant coach to go find.” Bobby dropped the clipboard he had in his hands. Throwing it to the floor near the benches before walking off and leaving Stiles and the field behind him. 

He had seen Scott earlier that day so he knew that he had come to work but where he was, that was a different story. Bobby decided to search backwards from the locker rooms. Taking his time he searched each section of them before moving on to the next. First stop had been the locker rooms, each of them emptied now that the teams were out on the fields doing rounds and drills. The only thing that Bobby had found was one room that had been left a mess with towels all over it. Dropped all over the place, at least they all had to use their own things. Bobby left the lockers and tried the gym. Maybe his assistant was getting supplies, but alas he didn’t find anything there. The lights in the gym were even turned off. Sighing the coach decided to try the regular classrooms. Maybe if he hadn’t been helping he might have been doing the other thing he had become so famously known for; being a slut. 

Room after room Bobby went through before he even stopped in the staff room but nothing there either. It wasn’t until he got closer down the hallway did he hear a sound. A sound that probably wasn’t the most normal sound to be coming from there; down the corridor was the principal's office. If there was any sounds there he wouldn’t have thought it to the sounds of  faint groaning. Once he had gotten down to the room he didn’t waste any time in opening the door. Here he finally found his assistant: but just not exactly as he thought he would. 

In the room there wasn’t anyone else but Scott there. The source of the groaning coming from the boy as he lay there. But it was more than just laying there. Instead of being able to move freely, he was tied down; his arms were pulled back and his legs pulled wide apart exposing his body. He didn’t have any clothes on him and the state of his body didn’t leave much to the imagination. Even through his tanned skin Bobby could see the red marks that only a man of Thomas’ vigour could have left. 

Scott smiled when he realised who had come to his rescue. When he heard the sound of someone walking around the corridors he thought it was a risky move but to his luck it turned out to be just a person he needed. As he raised his head to look down his body at the coach he was smiling at him. “Hey Coach, glad you found me, would you mind?” He asked him while wiggling his hands and feet that were kept down with the restraints. 

“Alright you’ve got exactly one chance to explain to me why, this, is excusable.” Bobby told him as he got closer, starting to work on the knots. Did Thomas always have to flex his boy scout muscles or was this just a particularly special occasion.

Scott nodded as he lay back again, since Coach had come up to him he didn’t need to strain himself to look over at him. “Well.. It started this morning.” Scott started to retell the events of what happened to him. 

“I got into school and went straight to the staff room so that I could eat my breakfast while I went over everything that we needed to the matches today. But when I got there I found that the microwave had been broken before I got in so I went over to Harris’ room to ask him if I could use his. He keeps a secret one in the back of his room just off of the storage. But when I went in to ask him he said I could only use it if I did him a favour. Which I thought was fair you know, after all he was going to let me use his microwave. “ Scott flexed his foot once it was freed, the rope had been keeping his leg locked down so his blood flow had slowed a bit. 

“So I got on my knees and pulled out his cock and blew him. I’m not sure if it was cause he wasn’t really in the mood or if he had something on his mind but he took a really long time to cum. So long that by the time I could tell I was getting him close the bell rang and a class filed into the room!” Bobby’s hands slowed as he became more and more invested in Scott’s antics.  

“The class had started before I even had a chance to try sneak away. Luckily the desk that Harris has is completely solid. I had thought about stopping but since I was already there, I figured I might as well continue. If I wasn’t going to be able to move I might as well ; you know, keep going. But this time I was careful. I didn’t make any noise and whenever I felt him getting close I stopped and slowed down. It would have been obvious if he came during the middle of class. So when his class was finally finished he pulled me into the store room and went to town on my mouth. He didn’t stop pumping into me until he shot his load down my throat. “ It hadn’t taken much for the story to grip him, but by now he knew that he was more than just interested he was invested. That was if the tent in his shorts were anything to go by. 

The story prattled on as Scott continued. 

“So. After that I went to the gym. I knew there was still loads of time but I wanted to get all the equipment ready and loaded so I started to bring them from the gym over to the side locker rooms. While I was doing that Ken found me and started to help me, and I knew that once he had started to help I couldn’t just let him do that without any sort of thanks. So I took him over to the equipment room and pulled my pants down. It took a little convincing. He said that he had heard some rumours about me but didn’t think they were true. But after I started to explain to him that it was alright he started to get a bit more into it. At first he was hesitant so I started out by blowing him while he sat down on a bench. After that when I asked him if he wanted to try something else he started to say it was too far. But by then it only took me sitting down on his hard cock before he changed his tune. After he realised what he was doing he told me he had never tried anal before, and that his wife never let him. So I let him fuck me a few times in different positions in there.” Scott broke his story to look over at the man, the untying of knots having stopped during his tale. “Don’t worry I cleaned it all up!” He told him; as if that was the part that had Bobby stopped in his tracks. 

“But after that I had four of his loads in me at that point. It was a good thing that I carry around a plug in my bag wherever I go. He just seemed to keep pouring more and more in me I could feel it in me while I moved. Once I got myself plugged, I had to go see Principal Thomas for the consent forms that we need to get for the team trip next month. I guess my shorts are a bit too tight cause he said he could see the plug in me when I bent over in front of him. He tied me down to the table and had his way with me. He played with my body until he decided to finish up for the day and just left me here.” 

Bobby’s attention had shifted towards the former player’s ass; it hadn’t been a well kept secret about Scott. At least not after his little stunt with the team one night. Of course the night he decided to reward the team for winning their first match was also the night that both Harris and Thomas were there to watch it. When they came to congratulate them, they were only slightly surprised when they saw Scott bouncing on some of the players’ cocks while he was praising them. It didn’t take long before they joined in, apparently Scott’s ass in his shorts were a topic of some conversation. 

Once he pulled Scott’s round cheeks apart he could see the plug in question. After hearing his story the situation started to make sense, what started to make more sense were the tally marks on his ass. Bobby counted seven marks on Scott’s ass. With one from Harris, and the four to Ken’s name, that left two for Thomas. The coach wasted no time in pulling out the plug, cum immediately starting to dribble from Scott’s hole. 

“Hey Coach??” Scott asked with a furrowed brow, he had stopped untying him and pulled out the only thing keeping the desk free from cum. “I don’t think no is real--” 

Bobby didn’t listen to him. His cock had long since taken over from his rational mind. Plunging deep into Scott’s loose hole he moaned quietly as he started to pump unceremoniously into him. There were times where Bobby couldn’t believe what was happening. If he hadn’t been the one doing it , he would have thought that it was all just some weird sketchy rumour. One of the former star players of the team was a slut, a big ol dumb slut that was still somehow so innocent. It went against everything that he should have stood for as a teacher and educator, but somehow as he looked down at Scott’s face full of bliss with a cock sliding in and out of the used hole he didn’t seem to mind as much. 

“Fuck.. Scotty. I can feel the mess they made here. Don’t let a drop out you hear.” In Scott’s ass he could feel the loads left by the other men; Scott’s body keeping them warm in him. 

The younger moaned loudly as the stretch pushed deeper and deeper inside of him. The man’s length repeatedly hitting all the right places in him time after time. Drool pooled at the side of Scott’s fucked out smile, slowly starting to trickle down from his mouth. His eyes rolled back and half closed as he zoned out from being fucked again. Each sharp thrust making his body bounce on the table. Scott not being able to stop himself from letting out small giggles while he was being used again by the man. 

Bobby didn’t have long but he did have enough time to pump a thick load into his star’s ass.”Fucking.. Shit…” Bobby groaned as he rode the final waves of his orgasm. He didn’t waste any time. “Come on, we’ve got work to do.” He shoved the plug back into Scott’s hole, replacing it quickly without letting any of the churned up cum escape. 

Once Scott was free he grabbed his clothes and put back on the outfit he had been wearing earlier. The shorts indeed tight on his ass and enough to show off the plug when he bent over, but only if you were watching him carefully. 

Bobby slapped the other’s fat ass, his hand pushing in deep to hit the base of the plug causing Scott to jump and moan loudly again. “If you’re good I’ll give you more at half time.” 

Scott smiled widely as he jogged back to the field to get on with the rest of the match his mind now truly elsewhere. 

[shantelephonemeh]

Can someone please link me some fanfics with slutty bottom Scott please. Especially if he sleeps with everyone. Those would be preferred

[babydollmccall]

like 5 of my friends and i were driving over to a party and we had a very in depth and serious conversation about why scott was the biggest power bottom in the universe

~*~true friendship~*~