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Will heads upstairs, wanting to get away from the loud music for a moment. He really wanted to enjoy tonight but every turn he takes he sees another couple making out like their life depends on it in a corner. He knows logically that it's stupid to be jealous.
It’s not like he's expecting to find someone, especially not while still in Hawkins. But he can't help but wish that he could do the same. He makes his way upstairs opening the first door he sees.
That was a mistake as the first thing his eyes catch is another couple. This time though instead of making out, the girl was on her knees. Her lips wrapped tightly around the guy's dick. Will flushes brightly, promptly slamming the door shut.
“Oh god! Sorry!” Will shouts as he moves down the hallway. He knocks instead of just opening the door this time. When there's no response he goes to open it only to find it locked.
‘Okay so much for finding a quiet room.’ Will thinks to himself. He’s about to turn around and just head outside when the door swings open to reveal Mike.
“Sorry I was almost done– Oh hey Will. Did you need the bathroom..?” Mike gestures behind him.
“No, just looking for somewhere quiet. The music was getting a bit loud.”
Mike gives a sympathetic look and glances down the hallway.
“Maybe one of the rooms is open? We could just sit and hang for a bit.”
“Yeah well, open doors cautiously. I walked in some people earlier,” Will laughs to himself.
Mike flushes at that, “Some people really have no shame I mean having sex in someone else's house really?”
“Oh come on Mike, it was.. just a blowjob it wasn't that bad really.” Will blushes as he rubs the back of his neck.
Mike huffs out a laugh, “Okay wow. One party and you're suddenly a changed man Will. Just a blowjob?”
“Yeah just a blowjob.” Will laughs, confidence thrilling through him thanks to the few drinks he had downstairs.
“Wow, I didn't know gay guys thought so lowly of blowjobs. I'd kill for some head.”
Will sputters, “Being–” Will lowers his voice, “being gay has nothing to do with it.”
Mike laughs at Will's reaction. He basks in the silence for a moment before a thought pops in his slightly drunk mind.
“I'm sorry about what I said that day.”
“Huh?” Wills head snaps to look at Mike directly.
“In the rain, that summer before freshman year. I'm sorry about what I said. Had I known I never would've said that to you. I don’t know, I guess I was… projecting?”
Will doesn't know what to say at first. He tries to think of a way to say that it's fine, he's over it. Even if he really isn't. When he gets caught on a word Mike said.
“Projecting..? What do you mean?”
Mike’s silent, biting his lip as he looks at the ground. He then glances around and grabs Will’s hand dragging him further down the hallway. Mike knocks on a door and when there's no response he opens it thankful to find what looks to be an empty guest bedroom.
“Mike, what are you doing?” Will asks.
Mike glances down and sees that their hands are still joined, he drops Will's hand and runs his own through his hair.
“How did you know you were gay?”
Will rolls his eyes and groans, “Mike we've had this conversation already.”
“No. We haven't. Not really. You mentioned some guy you liked that you said wasn't like you and called him ‘your Tammy’ whatever that means. But you never talked about how you figured out that you.. liked guys in the first place.” Mike trails off.
“I don't know Mike. I kind of always knew, I guess? But so did everyone else apparently. The whole school, Troy, My Dad. I never really.. liked a girl like that so it didn't take a genius telling me to figure it out.” Will sits down on the bed and crosses his arms across his chest.
Mike doesn't say anything for a moment standing still, looking down before muttering.
Will huffs annoyed, “Mike I can't hear you when you talk like that.”
“Maybe I need a genius to tell me!” Mike shouts as he gestures to himself.
“Mike, what are you trying to say?”
“I think–I think I’m gay.” Mike sighs as his shoulders un-tense, “I think it's why I couldn't say I loved El. Why I needed your help the one time I did. Why I was so mean to you for just wanting to play D&D that summer. Because while.. yeah, you wanted normal back after the upside down. I was chasing what I thought being normal was. I thought that's what I was supposed to do. So I did it. I thought if I did it hard enough.. it could be real.”
Will is silent for a second before he blurts out without thinking, “El didn't commission the painting.”
“What?”
“She didn't ask me to paint it.”
Mike is silent. He doesn't say anything and Will wonders if he just ruined absolutely everything. He feels panic grip his throat as it becomes hard to swallow. A pit begins to grow in his stomach with each second that passes.
“It was me?”
Will freezes. He didn't think Mike was stupid necessarily but he didn't expect him to make that connection so quickly.
“I don't know what you're talking about.” Will clenches his jaw as he attempts to not make his internal panic obvious.
“The guy you mentioned when you told all of us. It was me. Wasn't it? I’m ‘Tammy’” Mike takes Will’s silence as an answer.
“El never commissioned the painting.. so what you said about me being the heart. Keeping the party together. That she has been lost without me. That I made her feel like she wasn't a mistake because she was different. It was actually you that felt that way. Not El. It was you who would always need me.”
Will feels like his world is ending. He ruined everything. He said the wrong thing and now it's..over. Will feels lightheaded.
“Mike, I'm so sorry I never would've– I never meant for you to find out. I never wanted you to find out. I never wanted to ruin this. You've been my.. my everything since I was five. I don't know how to live without you. I swear I won't make it weird. I won't ask for anything just please. Forget it.” Will’s hands grip the material of his pants, clenching hard. His lip quivers as he holds in a sob.
“I love you.”
Will's head snaps up. Tears trek down his face as he looks at Mike, thinking he didn't hear him correctly.
“Will, I love you. I think I always have now that I think about it. I just didn't know it.. till now. I guess I'm late to the party.” Mike laughs to himself, “You consumed my every thought and I justified it by saying you were just my best friend. That we were just closer. Then the upside down happened and while I felt stronger towards you, I said it was because of everything you went through.”
Will is staring at Mike in silence. Unbelieving silence. Mike takes it as his cue to continue.
“I tried calling you while you were in Lenora. Uhm– it's a bit embarrassing but it was basically everyday. Up until your mom answered one time, and I yelled at her. I don't know what I was thinking, yelling at Mrs.Byers, but I did. She yelled right back obviously, she doesn't take anyone's shit. But that's when I learned about her job. I felt kind of defeated I guess? That you hadn't told me. Then El told me she thought there was this girl you liked–”
“I'm sorry what?” Will cuts in, wiping the tears from his eyes.
“It's irrelevant to my point, anyways. I thought that you.. moved on. I guess it made me angry and I stopped reaching out. I thought if I mattered to you that much you would try to get in touch but you didn't.” Mike sighs as he begins pacing.
“Mike… I’m sorry I was so selfish–”
“No! No, you weren't selfish. I was! I thought I was above making mistakes. That I was immune to being a bad friend. Boyfriend too now that I think about it. Besides the point, you’ve always been the most important person in my life. Even if I didn't know it. When you first went missing it was like a cloud went over my head. I couldn't do anything unless it was about getting you back. And when we thought we found your body– god if it weren't for El showing me your voice that night I would've lost it. Then everything with the mindflayer happened and I was so scared I wouldn't get the real you back. Will, I can’t live without you either. It's always been you.”
Will is looking up at Mike, his face wrecked with tears. He stands and stops right in front of Mike.
“Please tell me this isn't a dream. That you actually said all of that. And that you mean it.”
“Of course I do, Will. The only thing is, I hope you haven't actually moved on from the guy you told us about. I have a good feeling that he feels the same way.” Mike smiles shakily as he places his hands onto Will’s shoulders.
“You're such a dork,” Will lets out a wet laugh as he reaches up for Mike's hair. “I don't think I could ever stop loving you.”
Will feels like time stops as he looks up at Mike. He feels Mike take his hands from his shoulders and wraps his arms around his waist.
“That's fortunate for me then isn't it?” Mike smiles as he runs his hands down Will's back.
“Yeah, yeah I guess it is.”
Will watches as Mike’s eyes glance downwards from his own. He feels his breath hitch as Mike leans in closer, their noses bumping against each other first.
“Is this okay?” Mike asks, his lips nearly grazing Will’s as he speaks.
“Please,” Will looks into Mike's eyes, pleading for him to make the first move.
Will watches as Mike closes his eyes and closes the distance between them. He feels the soft brush of Mike's lips against his and he moves to grasp onto Mike's shoulders trying to pull him closer.
Will wonders what he did to deserve something this good. He exhales out his nose as he rings his fingers into Mike's hair, running his nails across his scalp.
Mike groans as he tilts his head more, their lips slotting together. Mike pulls Will by his waist, needing him closer.
They break for only a second before Mike is diving back in, walking Will backwards till the back of knees hit the bed forcing him to sit slowly. He pulls Mike down with him and Mike holds Will close, as if he's scared he's going to disappear.
Will feels hot all over. His hand still in Mike's hair, he wraps his fingers tight and tugs.
Mike lets out a low groan and pulls back just slightly. “Fuck, Will.” Mike leans his forehead against Will’s, both of their breathing labored.
Will feels a familiar flip of his stomach at Mike’s fucked out voice. He flushes as he feels his erection rub uncomfortably against the seam of his pants.
“Mike.. I’m–”
“Me too.”
Will looks up at Mike from where he sits on the bed. Mike's lips are red and they shine, wet from his mouth. He watches as Mike’s gaze looks Will up and down stopping at his now obvious hard on.
Will flushes as his legs instinctively close together. Mike suddenly lowers down to his knees, Will looks at him with a confused expression.
“You can say no. But I–I really want to suck your dick.” Mike looks now up into Will’s eyes. His hands rested on Will’s knees.
Will feels his blood pumping, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest the sound echoing in his ears. Will nods his mouth not forming the words he wants.
“I need a verbal answer Will.”
A shiver wracks through Will at Mike's tone. His dick now throbbing in his boxers. A desperate whine crawls its way from his throat as he spreads his legs slightly further apart. When Mike makes no move Will whines louder as his eyes grow watery, a few frustrated tears making their way down Will’s cheeks.
Mike takes a hand and cups Will’s face, catching a tear as it falls. “I just need to know you actually want this Will,” Mike's other hand works its way up Will's thigh stopping just short of where Will really wants it.
“Please..” Will pleads, his hands curled into fists at his sides.
“I supposed that'll do.” Mike pulls Will towards him, he leans in and kisses along his neck. Will’s breath hitches as he pushes forward, Mike’s hand on his thigh running up to grasp his hip. Mike smiles against his neck.
Mike reaches forward and undoes the buckle of Will's belt, sliding it out teasingly slow. He takes his time, biting along Will’s neck as he unbuttons his pants.
“Mike.. please.” Will whines.
“Please what?” Mike asks a teasing tilt to his voice, letting his lips brush against the dip in Will’s neck as he speaks, slowly tugging Will’s zipper down. Will’s back arches at the contact.
Will reaches into and tangles his hands in Mike's hair tugging him up off his neck to look him in the eye.
“Stop fucking teasing. You’ve made me wait long enough.” Will surges forward crashing his lips into Mike’s. Who huffs out a laugh as he kisses him back.
Mike pushes against Will's chest, who whines in protest.
“If you want me to stop teasing you, I kind of need my mouth free to get to work.” Mike says as smiles against Will’s lips.
Will flushes and bites his own lip as he sits back. He looks down at Mike who's now sitting on his knees, between his legs. Will feels lightheaded as he watches Mike’s hands trail up to his waist band tugging it downwards. Will lifts his hips to help and Mike pulls his pants down.
When they get caught down by his shoes Mike begins untying and taking them off, setting them to the side. Once Will’s undressed down to just his boxers and T-shirt Mike looks him up and down.
Will’s breath hitches as Mike's hand grasps his bare thigh. He feels so exposed and hot. His dick is so hard it's throbbing and leaking. With how close Mike is, he's sure Mike’s able see the wet spot he's made in his boxers.
Will closes his eyes and tilts his head up; afraid if he looks at Mike between his legs any longer he's going to cum before Mike even touches him.
He can hear Mike shuffling on the floor, feel his presence. It makes Will feel on the verge of passing out. He feels the brush of air across his dick before he hears Mike speaking to him.
“Will look at me.” Mike rubs his thumb against Will’s thigh slowly.
Will lets out a choked gasp as he looks down. Mike's mouth is hovering right over his boxer clad dick. Mike smiles up at him teasingly as he leans forward and mouths at Will, wetting the outside of his boxers.
“Oh fuck.. Mike.”
Mike wraps his lips around where Will's head pokes against his boxers and sucks. Will’s head shoots back involuntarily, a high pitched moan leaving him. It takes Will a moment to realize Mike's mouth has left him.
He looks back down to see Mike staring up at him, “I told you to look at me Will, if I see you looking away I’ll stop.”
Will gasps as Mike presses his mouth to the base of his dick. He has to work hard to not throw his head backwards. A punched out moan escapes Will as Mike pulls his hips towards him, his ass barely on the bed.
“You're so beautiful.” Mike leans up and begins pressing his lips against Will’s stomach leaving feather light kisses. Mike reaches up and tucks his fingers under the band of Will’s boxers. Mike looks up at Will, asking permission.
Will is frozen, the sight before him too much for his brain to process anything. He feels so good and Mike has barely touched him. He feels like he's floating.
“Can I take these off?”
Will nods mouth gaped open. He can feel his heartbeat pound against his chest. His face feels warm, he doesn't feel real.
“I need you to tell me Will.” Mike's hands lift off from where they were making contact with Will's torso and he whines. Will reaches down and begins pulling his boxers off himself, done with Mike's teasing. He goes ahead and throws off his shirt too, tossing them both somewhere in the room.
“Or you could do that.” Mike smiles hungrily as he watches Will strip. His dick rests against his stomach, the tip a bruised reddish purple with how hard he is. Will leans back on his hands looking down at Mike.
Mike’s gaze is glued to his dick. If it weren't for how horny he is he would probably feel embarrassed, exposed. But all he feels is want.
Will keeps his eyes on Mike as he leans forward kissing up Will's thighs as his hands slide up the underside of them pulling Will against him.
Will sees stars as Mike’s lips finally make bare contact with his dick. He involuntarily thrusts forward and Mike moves one hand to Will’s hip holding him still. Will wonders if it's the alcohol that's still running through his veins or if Mike is just that good, but Will’s mind is blank of anything except thoughts of Mike's mouth.
Mike kisses a trail from the base of Will's dick stopping just short of his head. Mike takes his hand off Will’s hip, “I need you to be still for me.. okay?” Mike doesn't wait for an answer, he wraps his hand around the base, lifting Will towards his mouth and sticks his tongue out all the while making eye contact with Will above him.
Will looks wrecked and the sound that punches out of him as Mike licks the leaking fluid from his slit doesn't help. Mike's tongue retreats and he places a kiss against Will’s tip, humming as he savors the taste of Will in his mouth. A loud whine escapes Will as he slams one of his fists against the bed, his abdomen muscles clenching as he fights to stay still. He wants to be good.
“You said you'd stop teasing me.” Will whines.
“Did I now?” Mike's lips still sit directly against Will’s tip, sending vibrations down his dick as he talks.
Will whines as his eyes tear back up again. His dick fucking hurts he's so hard. He wants to move and squirm so badly but Mike told him to be still. He grips the sheets under his hands tightly as a wet sob rips through him. Mike looks up at him and he looks as though he wants to devour him.
“Mike if you don't get your mouth on me right now. I swear–” Will lets out a choked moan as Mike wraps his lips around the head of his dick and sinks down.
Will is unable to control himself as his hips jut forward, making his dick hit the back of Mike's throat. He feels it contract around him and he lets out a wail. Mike pulls off sputtering, spit connecting his lips to Will's dick.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry fuck. You can't just do that and expect me to not–” Will sits up trying to check on Mike.
“Will it's fine. Do you think.. you could do that again actually?” Mike wipes the excess split off his lips and rubs it on the carpeted floor.
“What?”
Mike swallows and leans back in, lining Will's dick back up with his mouth.
“I want you to fuck my throat Will. Use me.” Mike sinks back down slowly, loving the feeling of Will sitting in his throat. He looks up at Will, expectantly.
When Will makes no move Mike wraps his hands under Will's thighs and pulls him closer back to the edge of the bed. He relaxes his throat as best he can, swallowing around Will as he looks up at him with watery eyes, pleading.
“You’re.. serious?” Will asks, his voice shaky.
Mike answers by swallowing around Will once more, lowering even further, his nose almost making contact with the curls that sit at the base of his dick.
“Fuck, Mike!” Will breaks temporarily.
He thrusts forward into his mouth and Mike moans around him only adding to the electric pleasure shooting up his spine. One of Will’s hands shoots out to grab Mike's head burying itself in the curls atop his head.
Will takes a deep breath as he slowly pulls on Mike's hair pulling his head back till just his tip is sitting between Mike's lips. He looks down at Mike, the sight before him a dream come true.
Mike grows impatient with Will, sucking around his lip, tonguing his slit. Mike hums with satisfaction at the whines Will lets out, but it's not enough. He wants to see Will lose control.
He takes his hand and places his fingers on Will’s lips, slowly sliding his fingers into Will’s mouth.
Will moans loudly around Mike’s fingers loving the weight of them against his tongue as Mike continues to hum around the head of his dick. Mike presses down on Will’s tongue before removing his slick fingers. They disappear as Mike lowers himself on Will’s dick once more hollowing his cheeks.
Will jerks in his hold as he feels Mike’s hand trail down to his balls, fondling him. He thrusts forward deep into Mike’s throat when he feels Mike’s fingers trail further back and circle his rim applying light pressure.
“Holy fucking shit, Mike!” Will shoots his head back gripping tightly onto Mike’s hair. “God fuck, please Mike, please.”
Mike relaxes his throat as Will begins to thrust into his mouth with purpose. He pushes a slick finger into Will pressing as far as he can.
“Fuck Mike! You’re so deep. Oh my god. Fuck me please.” Will begs, his hand gripping onto Mike's hair as he loses himself in the pleasure.
Mike presses another finger in and curls towards him reaching up as far as he can when Will’s thighs suddenly clamp shut around Mike’s head.
“Fucking shit! Mike– I'm going to cum.” Will warns loosening his grip on Mike’s hair so he can pull off.
Mike takes that as a challenge and lowers himself even further, his nose pressing up against the skin below Will’s stomach. He presses his fingers harder against that same spot rubbing circles into it over and over.
“Mike! Fuck– Mike I’m serious, I'm going to– Fuck. I’m–” Will gasps as he feels himself teeter over that edge. Mike’s throat constricts around Will as he swallows greedily, humming appreciatively as Will begins shooting off in Mike's throat. “Mike– Ah! Fuck!”
Will feels like his orgasm takes forever to end, Mike continues to swallow around him and press against his prostate till Will lets out an uncomfortable whine and presses at Mike's head.
Mike pulls his head back slowly, hollowing his cheeks as he does, stopping just before popping off to suck and tongue at Will's slit once more. He gently removes his fingers as he lets Will’s now softening dick slide out his mouth.
Will falls back, laying on the bed as he catches his breath. He stares up at the ceiling, the only sound in the room is his and Mike's labored breath.
“Holy fuck Mike.” Will says between deep breaths.
“So much for ‘just a blowjob’” Mike laughs, his voice hoarse and scratchy.
Will sits up just to playfully smack Mike's shoulder. A flush spread across his face. “You're unbelievable.”
“You think after giving my boyfriend the head of his life he would thank me but–“
“Boyfriend..? Isn't that rather presumptuous of you.” Will asks, hopefully.
Mike sits up on his knees, and takes Will's face in his hands. He smiles, “Yeah? I told you I love you. Obviously in a lot more words than just that, but I hope that means you'd be my boyfriend. That and your dick was just down my throat.”
Will laughs lightly, “Yeah, boyfriends.”
Will can't help but feel a bit exposed as Mike is still fully dressed. He glances down and bites his lip as he notices Mike is still hard.
“Well does my boyfriend.. want any help with that?”
Mike flushes at the attention suddenly being on him, “You don’t have to Will, really.”
Will pouts, “Are you saying that because you don't want me to or because you're just nervous for me to?”
Mike’s silence is enough of an answer. Yeah he got off but he wants Mike to as well. He’s about to let it go when an idea pops in his head. “So you don't want to fuck me?”
“What?” Mike sputters, taken aback by Will's bluntness.
Will flushes what he said suddenly hitting him, “I mean if you just want me to suck your dick I will, gladly. It was just an idea. We don't have to do anything.” Will backtracks, not wanting to seem selfish. If Mike wanted head he would do it. It's just the idea of Mike fucking him sounds so good.
“Just an idea? So you won't be disappointed if I don't fuck you?” Mike asks teasingly.
Will flushes and glares at Mike, “Now you know that's not what I meant.”
Mike smiles and stands, looking down at Will, “If you want me to fuck you, you can ask. I don't want to make any assumptions on what you want.”
Will reaches out to grab Mike's hand. He holds it, fidgeting with his fingers. He finds it comforting till he remembers where this hand just was and flushes brightly. He looks up at Mike, “I don't want you to think I'm… selfish. For wanting that.” Will looks back down unable to look at Mike as he feels tears gather in his eyes. He hates how quick he is to tear up.
“Will.. baby,” Will’s breath hitches at the name, “I don't think you're selfish. Besides sucking your dick? Hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. I felt more turned on doing that than I ever have. And I would say I have a very healthy habit of clearing everything out regularly.”
Will groans rolling his eyes, bringing a hand up to wipe the tears out his eyes. “You would find a way to make this gross.”
“You think my dick’s gross?” Mike asks jokingly.
Will glares up at Mike, “You just love twisting my words. Don't you?”
“So, do you want me to fuck you?” Mike asks, looking directly into Will’s eyes as he sits down besides him on the edge of the bed.
“Yeah, I do.” Will leans in and straddles over Mike's lap, his dick landing right overtop of the bulge in Mike's pants. A gasp escapes Will from the friction of his raw dick.
“All you had to do was ask, baby.” Mike pulls Will by his waist grinding their dicks together. It's much more sensitive for Will given that he doesn't have any layers between him and the rough material of Mike's pants, a choked whine leaving his throat.
Mike reaches around and sneaks his fingers lower. Will buries his face in Mike’s neck, his dick slowly hardening back up from the stimulation.
Mike slowly sinks his fingers back where they were earlier, Will's hole still stretched and open. Will whines loudly into Mike’s neck, his open mouth pressed against Mike's pulse point.
“Shh.. you were already really loud earlier. Do you want the whole party to know what we're up to?” Mike teases as he scissors his fingers open and closed, stretching Will for another.
“No– I'm sorry.” Will closes his mouth and bites his lip.
“Then try keeping quiet. I know I’m making you feel good but you can do that for me yeah?” Mike whispers into Will's ear. Will nods against his neck, gasping as he feels Mike add a third finger.
“Fuck..” Will whispers before sinking his teeth into the junction of Mike’s neck.
Mike shudders and bucks his hips, pressing into Will’s dick. Will immediately bites down harder but grinds down. Will reaches down between them with a newfound eagerness. His teeth release as he sits back accidentally pushing back on Mike's fingers a high pitched quiet moan leaving him.
“Take these off. I want to feel you.” Will reaches down for Mike's button on his pants, undoing it while Mike continues to prep him, fingers poking and prodding everywhere but where he wants it.
“Someone's.. eager.” Mike huffs out between his breaths.
“Maybe if somebody would fuck me already. Like he said that he would.” Will bites out as he pushes Mike's pants down just enough to free his dick. Mike gasps as Will’s hand wraps around him.
“I will fuck you, I just don't want to hurt you.” Mike bites out as Will jerks him rapidly.
Will grinds back on Mike's fingers as he buries his face back in the junction of Mike’s neck.
“Do you really think I’ve never fingered myself before?” Will gasps as he pushes against Mike's fingers and they brush against his prostate lightly.
“While you, Dustin, and Lucas talked about jerking yourselves off, I just went along with what you guys said. Never saying anything myself,” Will leans in closer whispering directly into Mike’s ear. “Because how was I supposed to say, with my childhood best friend in the room, that I could only get off if I fingered myself imagining that it was his cock.”
Mike bucks up into Will’s hand. “Fuck! Will, oh my god.”
Will takes his hand off Mike scooting closer into his lap, both of their dicks pressed between their stomachs. Will grinds against Mike, switching between their dicks rubbing together and falling further on Mike's fingers.
Will can feel the heat radiating from Mike’s dick, he wants it inside him. Will’s hips stutter as he feels Mike slowly remove his fingers. He whines at the loss.
“You want me to fuck you that bad?” Mike asks. Will nods, wanting nothing more than to feel Mike in that way. “Get up.” he taps on Will’s hips. Will gets off Mike’s lap, sitting back in the center of the bed. Mike stands and finishes taking the rest of his clothes off, throwing all of them in the corner along with Will’s.
Will watches, he sits patiently leaning back up on his arms as he watches Mike crawl on the bed, towering over Will.
“You want me like this?” Mike asks, settling himself between Will’s legs.
Will feels himself flush as Mike pulls his thighs up over Mike's hips, feeling exposed. Will nods, his voice feeling caught in his throat.
Mike leans down towards Will. One arm coming up beside Will’s head caging him in, the other running down to grasp Will’s hip.
“You're so beautiful like this.” Mike kisses along Will's neck. He bites lightly when Will whines and arches his back pushing his chest against Mike’s, grinding their erections together.
“Fuck Mike. You're such a goddamn tease.” Will whines, chasing after friction.
“Maybe if you would ask me for what you want.” Mike says against Will’s neck before sucking a mark against his pulse point.
“I already told you what I want.” Will grinds against Mike and wraps both his arms around his neck pulling him impossibly closer.
Mike groans, “Maybe you did but I want to hear you say it again.”
Mike grasps onto Will’s hip harder and grinds him against his dick, leaking all over Will’s stomach. Will feels on fire, he's overcome with how much he wants Mike. He feels tears prick in his eyes again and instead of fighting it, he lets go.
“You– you said you’d fuck me. I want you to fuck me. Please Mike, I– I can't.” Will begs, his voice cracking as he desperately grinds against Mike. Tears stream down his face freely as Mike stares at him.
Will has a brief moment of fearing he went too far that Mike doesn't like him like this, a sensitive crybaby, before Mike leans down and licks his tears from his face.
“I'm sorry for teasing you, you're just so goddamn pretty when you cry.” Mike sits back up back and lifts Will's thighs again, higher this time. Resituating them so he has a full, unobstructed view. His hands cupped under Will's knees holding his legs up leaving him fully exposed.
Will’s about to ask Mike what he's doing when he feels it, Mike had let his spit gather in his mouth and now he's letting it fall directly onto Will's hole. When it begins to pool, Mike drops one of Will's legs and lines himself up. He then wipes the excess into his palm and strokes himself wet with it.
“You ready?” Mike asks, pressing against Will’s hole with his tip lightly.
“Mike!” Will whines, more tears escaping and running down the side of his face as he tries to push back on Mike’s dick.
“Okay, okay. I’ve got you.” Mike gets himself lined up and leans down over Will, dropping his other leg gently down on the bed.
One of his hands is wrapped around his base holding himself steady, the other cages in on the side of Will. He presses his lips to Will’s as he pushes forward. Will gasps into his mouth as he feels Mike press against him. Slowly entering him.
Will does his best to be still. He can tell Mike’s holding back but it's a lot. He feels so full and Mike just keeps going. Mike pulls back from the kiss and lets out a sigh as he stops, his hips flush with Will’s ass.
“Holy fuck Mike please tell me that's it, I can’t– fuck. You're so big.” Will grasps into Mike's bicep squeezing tightly.
Mike chuckles lightly, “Yeah that's it baby, just let me know when you're ready okay?” Mike presses a kiss to the side of Will’s forehead, running a hand up Will’s arched side.
Will’s gaze follows his hand before he suddenly gasps.
“Holy fuck, Mike.” Will reaches a hand down to his stomach and presses.
Mike’s head drops as he groans in pleasure, he looks down to where Will is reaching. When Will slides his hand away he sees it.
“Holy shit.” Mike takes his hand from Will’s waist and presses on the same spot Will did. He feels the same pressure push up against his dick.
Mike groans as Will whines, “I said you were big.”
Will experimentally shifts his hips upwards pushing Mike somehow further in him. The bulge on Will's stomach moving as Mike's dick shifts inside him. He shoots his head back as he feels pleasure ring up his spine in a way he's never felt before.
“Please move,” Will pleads.
Mike nods and slowly pulls his hips back, placing his hand onto Will’s lower back. When just his tip is left inside Will, he thrusts forward while also pulling on Will's waist, fucking into him deeply.
Will bites his lip, his back arching up into Mike's hold immediately. He clenches around Mike tightly, feeling him move impossibly deeper.
“Fuck Mike!” Will moans as Mike sets a faster pace.
Will wraps his legs around Mike pulling him down to kiss him. He moans against Mike's mouth, his hands threading into Mike's hair tugging when he feels Mike brush against that spot.
Then Mike hits it head on, Will breaks away from the kiss immediately, “There! Fuck Mike there please. Right there.”
Mike removes his hand from Will’s lower back, grabbing onto Will’s leg. He cups under Will’s knee again and lifts his leg holding it up in the air as he thrusts into Will harshly, nailing his prostate head on.
Will wails as his spine bows, Mike leans down and quiets him with a deep kiss, slotting their lips together.
Mike feels himself begin to get close. He takes his free hand and wraps it around Will's dick, needing Will to get there first.
Will thrashes in Mike’s hold, breaking the kiss. “Mike I think I’m going to cum again I can't–” Will’s cut off with a moan as Mike speeds his hand up.
“You feel…so fucking good” Mike groans against Wills ear as he feels him tighten around him.
Will lets out a cry as he cums for the second time. Mike groans at feeling Will pulse around him uncontrollably.
Will whines as Mike continues to fuck into him as he chases his own orgasm. “Where–”
“Inside please.” Will begs, the overstimulation of Mike still fucking into him slowly beginning to be too much.
Mike groans as that pushes him over, hips stuttering as he cums deep inside Will. He slows his movements as he finishes, slumping over.
He relaxes his hold on Will’s leg letting it drop against his hip. Both of them catching their breath.
Will smiles as he basks in the afterglow, bringing a hand up to move his hair out of his face.
“Wow.” Will says.
Mike huffs out a laugh, “Wow?” he presses a kiss to Will’s cheek.
“I do all that work and all I get is a wow?” Mike teases.
“Oh come on. Clearly you've just rendered me speechless.” Will smiles.
“Have I now?” Mike smirks as he leans down and presses his lips to Will’s.
Will smiles into the kiss running his hands into Mike’s hair causing Mike's dick to twitch slightly. Will pulls back with a pained moan, remembering Mike is still inside him.
“Shit, we're going to make a mess on the bed.” Will realizes.
Mike thinks for a moment, an idea popping in his head.
“Can I try something?” He asks.
Will gives him a puzzled look before nodding hesitantly. “Sure..”
“When I pull out, flip over.” Mike orders.
He doesn't give Will a moment to process before he's slowly pulling out. Will whines as Mike’s dick drags, sending overstimulation up his spine. He feels Mike’s cum begin to seep out the second his head slips out.
Will quickly flips over onto his knees. Mike pushes down on Will’s shoulders till his chest makes contact with the bed.
Will flushes as he feels the cum begin to trickle down towards his dick. He can feel Mike staring at it, both of his hands coming to rest on his hips.
“I don't see how this is going to help with–” Will cuts himself off with a choked out noise.
Mike had leaned forward and licked up his own cum that was dripping out of Will.
“Mike, what are you doing?” Will asks, trying to look over his shoulder at Mike behind him.
“Cleaning up the mess I made.”
Will can hear the smirk in his voice. Mike leans back in and licks directly over Will's over-sensitive hole.
“Oh fuck.” Will turns his face into the pillow on the bed to try and silence his moans.
He instinctively pushes back against Mike's mouth. His tongue dipping inside him, Will didn’t think he could be more overwhelmed. Then Mike sucked, effectively pulling Mike’s cum out of him.
Will feels his dick twitch, hanging limply between his legs. He can tell it's trying to get hard but it can't. Will feels on fire, he grips onto the sheets tightly as Mike continues to clean him up, the noises obscene.
Mike's hands grip onto Will's hips and he pulls him back against him. Will cries and squirms in Mike's hold as it starts to overwhelm him.
“Mike please– fuck. I can't–” Wills cut off by a pained groan as he somehow cums again. Mike sits back at the strangled noise and watches as Will’s soft dick spurts out the smallest amount of cum as Will shakes against the bed. Will collapses against the bed as after his orgasm finishes washing over him. He turns his head to the side looking back at Mike as he turns onto his side.
“You're insatiable, you know that? So much for not making a mess.”
Mike just smirks and lays down beside Will. “It's not my fault you look that good, couldn't help myself.”
“You so could have. I think you just like torturing me.” Will smiles at him crawling over and wrapping his arms around Mike.
“If torturing you means making you cum three times to be exact, then I guess yeah I do.” Mike leans in and kisses Will’s forehead.
They bask in the silence for a while, just enjoying each other's presence. Will feels all his emotions slowly come crashing down on him, tears gather in his eyes again and he wraps his arms tighter around Mike, burning his face in his neck.
Will’s become an expert at crying silently so Mike doesn't notice until his tears drop onto Mike’s neck.
“Are you really drooling on me right now?” Mike pulls back but the second his eyes land on Will's face he sits up with concern, “Woah– what happened? Is everything okay, did I hurt you?” Mike pulls Will to sit up and begins checking over his body frantically.
Will lets out a wet laugh at Mike freaking out, “I’m okay you didn't hurt me. It's nothing bad, it's just– a lot. I've loved you for years Mike.” Will wipes his eyes and shifts back a bit, kneeling on the bed.
“I mean, I never thought I would get this, you know? I thought I was destined to be alone for the rest of my life, or at least feel alone. I mean even if I found a guy who's to say he would understand everything? I would've had to break all those NDA’s just for a chance at my future boyfriend not thinking I'm crazy. But who knows maybe he would've thought I was even crazier after telling him the truth.” Mike pulls Will back into his arms and they sit up against the headboard together.
“Well I guess it's a good thing I came to my senses right?” Mike looks down at Will.
Will looks back up at him, smiling. “Yeah, it was about time too.”
Mike rolls his eyes, "Besides, crazy together right?"
"Yeah. Crazy together." Will's smile beams, his eyes still glossy.
He leans in to kiss Mike when there's a sudden loud banging against the door.
“Shit.” Both Mike and Will say simultaneously while they shoot out of the bed rushing to get their clothes on.
“Mike! Will! Are either of you in there?!” Dustin yells through the door.
Both of them freeze and turn to face each other.
“Dustin!” Mike seethes out quietly.
Will glances down to Mike’s neck as he pulls his pants up.
“They're so going to know,” Will whispers, pulling his shirt over his head.
“I told you guys I think they ditched.” Lucas’ voice cuts through the door.
Once they're dressed they creep silently towards the door, wanting to listen in.
“No way Will ditched. Mike yeah maybe, but Will really wanted to come." Dustin argues.
"How much you guys want to bet he's off with a guy?” Max asks.
Dustin cuts back in, “He would've told us if he left, besides his bike is still here.”
“You were too busy talking to Stacey,” Max pauses, “And you were too busy trying to beat Steve's keg record for either of you to notice that Will left a while ago. Besides his bike still being here means nothing, the guy could have a car and could've taken him somewhere.”
“Dustin's right. Will would've told us. It’s party rule.” Lucas agrees.
“Okay then stalker, where is he?” Max asks sarcastically.
“I don't know! But Will doesn't break party rules, like ever.” Lucas shouts.
“Exactly he even told Mike about the roll that night?” Dustin asks.
Will grimaces, knowing where this is going.
“What?!” Lucas shouts.
“Yeah, he ended up telling Mike after we both biked off. Said he felt bad for lying. Told him it was a seven that the demogorgon got him, which is kinda ironic now that I think about it considering what happened right after–besides, that just goes to show that Will doesn't break party rules. He doesn't lie, and he knows the rule is to tell the party if you're leaving a group setting.” Dustin continues.
“He's not twelve anymore you guys know that right? He's very much capable of ditching his friends at a party to hookup with somebody.” Max argues.
Will feels his face grow warmer at the implication, he doesn’t want his friends to think he or Mike was with anybody else.
Will gestures with his eyes towards the door, shrugging. Mike’s eyes widen and he shakes his head no.
“Why not? They're going to find out anyway. That and imagine the look on Dustin’s face.” Will whispers and laughs quietly.
Mike rolls his eyes, “We’re never going to hear the end of this, you know that right?” he whispers.
“Is that such a bad thing?” Will asks quietly, fidgeting with his hands.
Mike is silent for a second, thinking. He sighs, “You really want to tell them? Now?” Mike asks hushedly.
Will frowns, “Yeah, they're our friends. They were supportive of me, if that's what you’re scared of.”
“That's not it, it's just that we’re really never going to hear the end of this. Max is going to have a fucking field day.” Mike groans.
“You said that already. Besides, when is she ever not making fun of you?”
Will laughs as Mike sighs, “As long as you’re sure?”
“As I’ll ever be.” Will smiles.