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Mike wandered through the halls of the high school not really having a clear destination.. Jane, he later learned was her name given by her Mother, had broken up with him a little over a month ago and it just felt odd? He guessed. Ever since he was in middle school he had had a crush on Eleven and now that it’s over and he doesn’t really love her as much as he used to.. He felt oddly more aware of his surroundings.. Mostly of one person. But how can he make it right with this person? He knew they have liked him for a very, very long time. How could he not have known? Everyone but him, supposedly, knew. Mike noticed the stares. He noticed the small ounce of hurt he saw in those hazel eyes whenever he and Elev- Jane were together.
Now that he had a chance to think about it.. Did he ever really love her? They never.. Mike blushed at the thought. They never had sex or kissed often.. He wish he had dated other people so he knew what a relationship really was supposed to be like.. A healthy relationship.
Could HE help him? Would he?
“…”
Mike knocked on the door of the Byers residence and smiled at Joyce when she let him in with a kind smile and a warm hug. “Thank you, I’m going to go see Will now..” He said, Mike nodded a casual hello with his head to Jonathan who was sitting on the living room sofa. He smiled softly back.
Mike headed to the door he’s knocked on so many times with a new sense of nervousness? Worry? Why the hell was he worried!? Will is his best friend..
“He IS my best friend.” He mumbled to him reassuringly.
Will as usual opened the door and shut it behind him, and returned to his desk.
“Homework?” Mike asked plopping onto the bed.
“Art.. For Max. She wanted me to draw something for her to give to Lucas.” He said.
Mike looked over his shoulder and saw a detailed picture of Lucas playing basketball.
“That’s cool. Are Max and Lucas going out?” Mike asked curiously.
“Nope.” Will shook his head, a grin on his face.
“Oh- uh..” Mike stuttered.
“Lucas, Dustin, and Max are going out.” Will said finally.
Mike’s mouth dropped, “About time.”
Will nodded and set his art supplies down and turned his chair to look at him with a relaxed smile, “So what’s up? I know your not here to talk about my art.”
Mike laughed nervously, “Is it so bad I wanted to hang out with my best friend?” He asked.
“We both know theirs usually always a reason your here. We’re not twelve anymore, Mike.” Will said crossing his legs. “Do you want to go to the arcade?”
Mike blinked at sat up straight, “Always a reason..? Their doesn’t have to be a reason!” He said defensively.
“I’m not upset, Mike. What’s up?” Will asked, pulling the chair closer to the bed so he could get a better look at the other.
“I-I I sounds like such a asshole.. Fuck-“ Mike cursed.
Will laughed, “It doesn’t bug me anymore-“
“Anymore???” Mike mumbled.
“Do you really want to talk about this, Mike..?” Will said dryly.
“Yes!”
“Okay. It does bug me sometimes but it doesn’t really anymore. I have grown up, Mike. I’m not the same bowl hair cut, awkward kid I used to be. I understand that people want to relax or just have someone to talk to and I’m glad that they can come to me. I’m okay with it now because now I know I can always go to either you as well, mainly you, or Dustin and Lucas. So no. I’m okay! What’s got you so wound up?”
Mike blushed, why was he- why was he like this?
“What’s wrong?” Will prodded, yet again.. He moved the chair close. As close as it could go now.. Will’s legs now rested on either side of his, his friend’s hand reached out and held both his hands in his own reassuringly.
“Me and Eleve- Jane.. God- Jane her name is Jane.. We broke up about a month ago..” Mike mumbled.
Will blinked, his face returned neutral once more. “I heard.. I wasn’t sure if it was true..”
“Well, it is.. And now I’m so fucking confused!” Mike burst out, tears gathering in his eyes.
Will rubbed his hand and sat out of the chair to sit next to him, he leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear. “I understand your upset but don’t yell.. Ma is here.”
Mike nodded, “Sorry.. I’m just.. Lost? Lost in the upside down feeling type of lost..”
Will nodded for him to go on, “Ever since we broke up I started to think. A lot.. And I kept thinking about whether or not I really.. I-If I really even liked her? We never kissed often.. And uh..” He mumbled, “Never had sex even though we’ve been dating for a long time now..” Will nodded again for him to keep going, “And now I feel more aware? Free.. I guess.. Was our relationship even healthy?…”
“..You might not want to hear what I have to say but I believe you need to hear it..” Will mumbled, “Eleven didn’t have a normal childhood. She still doesn’t understand things normal people do. I’m not saying she isn’t smart- she is.. She just, I don’t think, is ready for a relationship.. And I don’t think you were ready either? Like me.. You were bullied often. For being.. Pffft.. That… I know your not really. Gay? But maybe that pressured you?”
Mike stared at the wooden floor, glaring daggers at it. Will was right.. As per usual.. Fuck-
Mike’s head fell onto his shoulder, he heaved a deep sigh. “I hate life.”
Will chuckled and put a arm around Mike, “Yeah.. I do too.”
“…”
“I do too..”
“…”
Mike looked over at Will’s sleeping face, he couldn’t sleep himself.. Will and Mike, AS USUAL, shared a bed and for once Mike wished they didn’t. But hey! Life sucks.
Mike reached a hesitant hand out and brushed a finger against his friend’s cheek. He grunted in discomfort at his half hard dick in his pants.. He’s been this.. This way ever since Will hugged him.
“I hate life..” Mike said again, laughing to himself.
“I do too.”
Mike looked up with a start. “Oh fuck- I’m sorry! Go back to sleep-“
“Do you think I could fall asleep knowing that I was being stared at.” Will pointed out, laughing.
Mike blushed again, “I’m sorr-“
“If you apologize one more time I’m leaving.”
Mike shut his mouth.
He felt Will shift closer to him and grab his back to pull him even closer to him. “I- uh..”
Will then moved his leg so his knee now rested in between his.. in between his legs. Will clicked his tongue, “Just as I thought.. Does it hurt?”
“Gah- I uh-“
“Jane wasn’t the only reason you came over today was it?”
Mike wordlessly shook his head.
“You slut..”
Mike stared past Will’s shoulder in embarrassment. “I-“
“Don’t you dare say it.”
Will flipped his body so he now was on top off the other, his hands resting on either side of Mike’s head to support him.
“I- mmph..”
Will crashed their mouths together and straddled him, rubbing their lower halves together.
Mike gasped when the kiss broke apart, groaning at the friction Will gave him. “Ha.. W-Will..” He whimpered. Tears forming in his eyes again for the second time today.. But for entirely different reasons.
Will stopped for a brief second to take his pajama bottoms, as well as Mike’s off. Leaving the two high schoolers in their undergarments and leaving Mike’s shirt still on him.
Will always slept topless now..
“Are you.. Okay?” Will asked, looking down at him with his caring eyes.
Mike cupped his cheek, caressing it. “I am..”
Will nodded and took both their boxers off, tossing them off the bed and onto the wooden floor below. Mike gasped at the cold air that hit him..
Will grabbed a bottle from the nightstand drawer and poured some type of liquid onto his hands and coated his dick with it. “I’m going in rough. It will hurt.” He warned.
Mike nodded breathlessly. “Do it.”
Will went in slowly, Mike could feel the burning stretch and grabbed frantically for a pillow to cover his face with. “G-Gah ngh.. God.”
Will paused, the head was the only thing inside of him. He leaned down and kissed Mike on his head and waited until his friend gave him the all clear to continue.
After a few more pauses Will finally succeeded in being completely sheathed inside him. Mike lay a whimpering, teary mess beneath him. Drool fell from his mouth and done his chin. His own dick stood tall and still hard against his stomach.
“A-m.. Start-“ Mike begged.
Will pulled out and thrusted back in several times until he could find Mike’s prostate. He knew he had found it after Mike called his name. It was music to his ears.
“Will!!” Mike cried. His moans muffled by the pillow he held close to his face, he panted.
Will picked up the pace and slid out to flip Mike onto his back and knees for a better position. He quickly thrusted back in, reaching deeper than before.
“Gah.. Ngh, W-Will…”
Will’s hand snaked down until he reached his target, he stroke the other in time with his thrusts.
Mike moaned beneath him, the pleasure he felt was overwhelming. “C-Close.” He whimpered.
Will huffed, “I am t-too.”
Mike yelled out when he reached his climax and his knees gave out on him. Will continued to thrust in and out until he reach close to his climax before pulling out and spilling his seed all over Mike’s back. Painting it white with his semen.
Mike looked back at him wearily, he laughed softly. “Now I’m tired..” He mumbled.
Will laughed, “We just fucked and that’s all you have to say?”
Mike giggled, “It- That.. Was a-amazing.” He said breathlessly.
Will laid down beside him and ran his hand through his hair, “It was..”
“…”
“…Can we..” Mike started to ask, his throat felt dry..
Will grabbed his hand a squeezed it, “We can talk more in the morning, but right now we both need sleep.” He said with a kind whisper.
Mike nodded and let the other pull him into a warm hug, two fell asleep quickly feeling content in just lying in each others arm.