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Mike’s car rolled fast in the night, breaching the unending darkness around. The road was pitch black and empty, not any other car in sight that could potentially be blinded by Mike’s headlight. This weekend, Mike and Will had planned on going on a little camping trip. Mike wasn’t fond of camping, at all. His family had tried once and it was one of the biggest failures of their lives — they were just too used to the comfort of their home. But Will insisted, he really wanted this. And after consideration, Mike figured the pros outweigh the cons. Sure, there would be no showers, hygienic stuff, no good food, they’d be trapped in the woods with mosquitoes and possibly other dangerous animals, with only a fire to keep them warm— which honestly sucked. But for once he could escape Hawkins, and its people.
He would get to be all alone, with the boy he loved and cherished more than anything in this world. It would be them against the world. With no fear of being caught. No fear of holding hands. No fear of making out. No fear of anyone possibly seeing them. They would be alone, with only the moon to watch over them.
And possibly some savage animals.
He wouldn’t decline some peace. A weekend, a whole weekend all alone with his Will. He looked forward to it.
He turned his head to look at his boyfriend, who was gazing out by the window. At this point, the outside world was a landscape of black and dark blue, but his eyes still shone brightly, being in a car with Mike, rock music playing faintly, the stars above them. He felt free. Happy.
Will did like Hawkins.
How could he not? It was his home. The place he grew up in. He didn’t know anything else. He did some trips here and there with mom and Jonathan, nothing crazy. But it was the first time he was leaving alone, without his family. Just him and his boyfriend, away from the town he felt too much about. He felt nostalgia about Hawkins. Every street would remind him of something. Every corner, every place was bringing him back to a memory. Sometimes it was a good one, sometimes a bad one, sometimes a terrible one. He had too many memories of heart floating in the sky of Hawkins. A little ghost of his past self present on each street. Hawkins was a relatively big town, but it was small for melancholy. And sometimes he needed to escape that. The memories. He had to create new ones, with someone he loved. To step away from souvenirs that could be painful, to discover more instead of staying trapped at the same place. This trip was important for him, the first one he could live with his boyfriend.
He told his mom he would be spending the weekend with Max and El. His mom let him happily, without the slightest worry because she knew her son didn’t like girls. Though she didn’t know he had a boyfriend, she didn’t need to, not yet. Mike wasn’t ready to come out, and they weren’t ready to share their relationship to everyone. He was only just sixteen, and he doubted she would take well the news of him leaving all alone in the forest, after what happened. And he doubted she would be fully okay with him having sex, too. But she knew about Jonathan and that didn’t seem to bother her. Still, he’d rather be careful.
He hated lying to her, but to escape melancholy he felt like it was needed.
He felt Mike’s gaze on him, and he turned with a grin.
“Are we there soon?” He asked.
“Think so. Can you check the map?”
Will nodded, unfolding the map and turning on the light of the car.
“Uuh.. we’re.. here” he said while pointing at the road on the map. “We should reach the forest in less than ten minutes then” he folded the map back, sighed contentedly.
“Can’t wait to be a free buffet for mosquitoes and be eaten by a bear” Mike said sarcastically, and Will gently tapped his arm with a scoff.
“It won’t be that bad. We’ll be completely safe and sound in sleeping bags”
Mike choked a laugh and responded satirically “Right, I completely forgot sleeping bags were bear-proof. Thank god we have this impenetrable protection”
Will giggled once more, cheerfully and carefree “Shut up”
He turned back to the window, only for a short moment, because when he felt Mike’s hand leaving the wheel to lay on his thigh, gently squeezing it he turned back to him.
He looked up at him, always with the same eyes he had when he did.
“Thank you though, for accepting to come. For being there with me”
Mike’s large hand dug on his skin, fondling his thigh like he would always do. Will was kind of like Mike’s personal stress-ball, he liked that. He liked that his body could be useful or desirable for Mike. He loved to feel him touch him, mostly.
“I’m just glad to be with you. It’s gonna be nice. A weekend all alone, just the two of us” his gaze left the road another time to meet Will’s eyes, who looked at him with so much love it was almost painful to witness.
It was unbearable how much he loved that boy. He sometimes couldn’t handle that look in his eyes. The one screaming at his face that he was loved. Not just desired, or just a passing boyfriend he needed to be, like he was for El. There was a real distinction between the look she would give him and the one Will would have in his eyes. He used to have trouble believing he could ever be loved, because El loved a version of him he couldn’t be anymore, a facade. But how could he not when Will’s eyes were showing him the truth?
He always thought the expression "eyes are the mirror of the soul" was dumb. That was until Will confessed his feelings, until he fell in love. Because he saw it then, for the first time. For the first time he let his guard down, he allowed himself to trust someone. A spark of pure emotion was glowing in Will’s pupils, a mixture of admiration, passion, happiness, envy, sadness, even jealousy — every sentiment he would stir within Will just by existing, whether it was by his side or not.
Will’s delicate hand landed on top of his, his frail fingers slipping on his palm, hooking underneath it.
He focused back on the road, driving with one hand on the wheel. His started rubbing Will’s knuckle with his thumb.
“Are you hungry?”
“Mmh” Will pondered “I’m mostly sleepy right now. But I could eat”
“Good, as soon as we get there, we set up the tent, light a fire and cook the sausage” Mike instructed, to which Will answered with a nod.
“Sounds like a good plan” he gnawed at his lower lip, containing a cheeky smile. “But replace sausage with marshmallows instead”
Mike snorted “Nuh uh. I’m not feeding you sugar for diner. I’m supposed to take care of you, you have to eat some meat” he tried not to make a sexual innuendo with this, but he was pretty sure Will caught onto his smirk.
“C’mon Mike..” he supplied with his tiny voice, sounding whiny.
“You know, I intend on bringing you back to your mom in one piece. I’m not gonna nourish you with sugar”
Will jokingly rolled his eyes, pouting slightly. “Since when are you an health expert..”
“I’m not an health expert but I’m your boyfriend. It’s my duty to protect you” he smirked, squeezing on his fingers.
Will barked a laugh “Oh protect me! That’s so romantic. What if there’s a bear? Will you protect me?”
“Oh fuck no. I’ll throw you at it as a bait and run the opposite direction”
Will cackled once more, making Mike break into a fit of laughter as well.
“Throw me at it?”
“I mean I could with the adrenaline, even if I lack the muscles. And you’d weight nothing since you only eat marshmallows”
“You’re so dumb I swear” he snorted fondly, Mike following him in the laugh, mouth curving into a bright smile. He pulled Will’s hand all the way to his lips to stamp it with a kiss, making his boyfriend blush eagerly at the contact. Almost as if it was the first time. As if Mike had never kissed him before, as if he was still not used to it. He was adorable when he would get bashful that way. How could he not love him?
*
They settled for the camp. To not waste any more time, since the night was already well present, Mike decided he’d set up the tent while Will started the fire. He grabbed dry leaves as well as branches, making a good heap. On the side opposite of the wind, Mike was struggling with the stupid tent they had bought for the occasion.
It only took a match for the fire to catch, helped by Will’s blowing onto it to help it start well. He exclaimed happily once he succeeded at making a more than decent fire.
He went to grab some blanket in the bag he had packed, he hugged it under one arm as he watched Mike setting up the tent. He was struggling but he seemed to be managing fairly well. Will was incredibly bad in this kind of stuff. He had a thought for his friend Dustin, who could build anything, very agile with his hands. Will’s forte was his patience — unless it was about manual stuff like manipulating a tent that wouldn’t collaborate with him. He was more than happy to let his boyfriend deal with it.
He laid the blanket on the ground, and decided he should change in his pyjama since it was night already. Past ten, and he still hadn’t eaten. He was hungry more than he had thought, but he wouldn’t start without Mike.
He stripped, and changed into a comfortable shirt with long sleeves, as well as large plaid pyjama pants. He attempted to rearrange his brown hair, always making himself perfect and presentable, as if he would meet the man of his dream every time. It wasn’t as if Mike had never seen him in his worst state, hair disheveled, drool passing his lips, face contorted in different expressions of pleasure — yet he would always do his best for him. Mike watched him combing his hair with his fingers, and he thought it was adorable. He could devour him whole. Why need a meal when Will was right there?
He chuckled low and Will turned to him.
“What?”
“You’re cute” he said, finalizing the tent installation. It was standing, everything seemed in place. He smiled happily, presenting his work “Tada!”
“Impressive performance” Will said “It only took you like an hour”
Mike tittered “You’re being very teasing for someone who would’ve never succeeded”
“Yeah you’re right” he stepped closed to him, wrapping his arms around his neck “I’m so lucky I have you” this time he was sincere, and to punctuate his statement he kissed his lips gently.
“Now let’s eat”
“Oh hell yeah” Mike grunted in relief. Will let go of his neck, and Mike reached for the grocery bag in which they had stocked what they needed. No vegetables, only some nuts, bread, bananas, sausage and marshmallows. It was the bare minimum but they didn’t need much. He opened the sausages and immediately started cooking them by poking them on a wood stick. It was unsanitary but they didn’t have anything better. No need for cutlery if they were in love, right? As long as they had each other, nothing else mattered.
*
After eating their meager meal they settled on the large blanket, laying down, face towards the stars.
It reminded Mike of when they started dating and didn’t dare touch each other. It was an awkward moment when no contact was made, where they laid on Mike’s bed while his house was empty and lived through this will-they won’t-they atmosphere for long, very long minutes. Mike didn’t know if he could cross that line yet, he didn’t know if Will was okay with doing more than holding hands or making out. While Will had no idea how to initiate anything.
Will had ended up reaching for his hand, holding it, and that was when Mike kissed him.
It escalated really fast, they spent a delicious hour making out, cuddling, rolling around the bed fully clothed, pressing their hard-ons together without yet crossing another line. But it was perfect. They were both virgins after all, and though Mike wasn’t exactly the most patient person in the world and really wanted to fuck, for Will, he could wait. It was sweetly excruciating, he liked it, it made the anticipation bigger.
They were seeing each other many times a week with the whole party. However they were waiting for Mike, or Will’s house to be completely empty to see each other without the rest of their friends. That way, they could be more intimate. They started going with first base, second base, and so forth. Mike kissed his nipples, his belly, all the way down to the top of his pants and smiled seeing the raging boner Will had. Things really took a quick turn when Will let him touch him, strip him naked entirely and suck him. Mike wanted to fuck, to be inside of him, more than anything in this world. He had never longed for something as much, never lusted over someone that way. He loved him helplessly, and for that he would do anything for him, even wait.
He would always remember when they did it for the first time. Will’s little gleam in his eyes, his sheepish smile, yet strange confidence. He had worn lingerie, made himself look pretty, sexy even. Will was always pretty, beautiful, effortlessly. So it wasn’t often he would put a big care into his appearance, he didn’t need to. But this time he did, and Mike fell right into it.
He whispered to Mike “I want you to show me everything” and he lost it, it was like a punch in the gut but— in a very good way. A feathery punch. A gentle, sweet, addictive punch.
He turned to his boyfriend laying next to him, admiring him and contemplating the road they had traveled, how far they went. From strangers, to best friends, to — almost strangers again when Mike had a girlfriend and Will moved away, to having embarrassing crushes they couldn’t admit, to finally confessing for real, unveiled, to making love, to being here, together, on some prolonged date. And Mike knew he was exactly where he wanted to be, and that he’d want to spend the rest of his life with him.
Will turned to him, smiling when he saw Mike’s eyes were already directed towards him
“What?”
“Nothing. Are you looking at the stars?”
“Yeah” Will said, turning back to the night sky.
“You like what you see?”
“Yeah!” Will said excitedly. Then he lifted his arm up, pointing at the stars “Look at this, it’s Orion”
Mike tried to look where he was pointing, squinting to see the constellation he was talking about.
“Uh..”
“Do you see it?” He asked with a giggle in his voice.
“I’m so confused… I don’t see any constellations. Do you really know them?”
Will bursted laughing, turning to burry his face in Mike’s chest.
“What?” He asked while Will kept laughing.
“I don’t. I don’t know one thing about astrology”
Mike snorted loudly, one hand landing atop Will’s head who still had his face pressed in his chest to hide his laughter.
“You’re the worst” Mike rolled his eyes, trying to get Will’s face from his hiding spot by lifting up his jaw. Will complied and looked at him. The fire casted long shadows on the angular face and made Mike’s black eyes appear golden when he faced him with a soft expression.
“I was just teasing” Will grinned, staring into Mike’s eyes, while he wrapped his arms around him to pull Will closer, tightly pressed against one another, heating each other up more than the fire possibly could.
“My teasing boyfriend” Mike said fondly, approaching for a kiss. Will wholly answered to the invitation, opening up his mouth to let Mike trap them between his. He kissed him languidly, blowing air heavily on him. By the ardent fire, under the cover of a full firmament of stars, Mike held Will’s body with strong arms wrapped around his torso, pulling him so close, afraid perhaps he’d slip away if the grip wasn’t strong enough.
It felt warm, he felt the sweet press of the boy’s body, the beat of his heart pounding in every fiber of his flesh. His lips were soft as always. The taste was different though, it was sugary sweet from the marshmallow he had devoured eagerly. Mike felt his boyfriend smile into the kiss, and he rolled over, hovering over him while sliding a leg between Will’s knees. He broke the kiss to look at his figure. The light of the embers was pouring faintly over his face, it gave him such a cute look, glimmering as always like the creature of light that he was. Colors clung to him like first light of dawn over the horizon, the mellow shades of orange following the soft curves of his face, making his eyes shining. His eyes wide open and huge, he stared up at Mike. His delicate hands landed on his side, tugging at his shirt to bring him closer. Mike complied, lowering his face once more to merge their lips together. Only, this time Will didn’t close his eyes like he would often do.
Sometimes he liked to keep them open, to be able to see his lover from an angle no one else would never know. To see him up close, to stare without Mike knowing. The outline of orange light made his face barely discernible from this position, but he looked good, mellow, brows slanted in gentle slopes that gave him a relaxed expression.
Mike then shifted the kisses, lowering them, going for his cheek. Will leaned his head back to allow him more access, and slung his leg over Mike’s, framing the taller boy between his knees. They were curled on the blanket in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees and grass and leaves, and it was perfect.
Mike laid his face pressed into the hollow of Will’s shoulder, smelling his scent of sweet gel and moistening the zone with his tongue.
Mike’s knee went up, sliding slowly, before his thigh finally reached Will’s crotch. Mike’s blue-ebony curls tickled Will as it brushed over him, while the contact of his thigh on his half-erected dick brought him to new highs. Will giggled despite the overwhelming kisses and touches. Heart light and head forgetting about everything.
“Are we seriously going to fuck on grass?”
Mike pretended to be confused, furrowing his eyebrows “Is this not why we came?”
Will cackled another laugh “You’re obsessed”
“Hey, we have a blanket, it’s perfectly appropriate”
Will grunted, hiding his smile “Let’s just.. touch a bit, nothing more. We don’t even have condoms or..”
He saw the look on Mike’s, an expression halfway between guilt and amusement.
“Don’t tell me..”
“It’s the first thing I packed”
“Oh c’mon you addict—” he quipped with a large grin.
“You know I always carry some around!”
Will laughed loudly, trailing his hand to Mike’s neck to push him towards him. “You’re a lost cause” he murmured against his lips. He felt Mike’s hot breath brushing over his mouth.
“For you, always”
He kissed him back, feeling the urge to close the distance between their bodies, to always touch more, the need to be connected, to melt within one another.
Will moaned gently into his mouth, his delicate fingers playing with his hair he loved so much. Mike kept moving his leg, keeping up the movements, rubbing it against Will’s crotch to make him react while his hands were on his side, thumb tracing circles above his shirt. Will moaned a bit louder, then hummed at the pressure and movements. One of his hand slid down Mike’s neck to touch his chest, resting to feel the swell of his ribcage under his palm as he breathed heavily, feeling the bones flexing underneath the curve of his fingers. When Mike slipped his hand underneath his shirt to touch his bare skin he shivered, not that Mike’s hand was cold in any way, it was simply the reaction he would draw out of him, every time.
No matter how many times he would lay his hands on his abdomen, trace shapes, lines, make his fingers curl around him — Will would react as if it was the first time he ever got to discover contact with Mike. Legs still spread and crossed above Mike’s, he bucked in the air to keep up with the pressure, his hips moving at the same rhythm Mike was moving his thigh on him. His breathing started to struggle, becoming heavier, though Mike’s tongue in his mouth was taking all the space and forbade him to catch his air properly. It became shallow through his nose as moans kept escaping from his throat. He couldn’t control anything anymore. Not the way his body would react, nor his thoughts, nor Mike’s hands slithering down to reach his soft pajama pants. He gave him some rest by leaning away, breaking the kiss and halting the pressure of his thigh on Will’s erection.
He asked for Will’s accord with his eyes, and the boy nodded as permission. As soon as the silent message passed, Mike pushed down his pants and underwear with it, showing off how excited he was. “So perfect bunny” he whispered in a soothing tone, as if it was the first time he discovered Will’s zone. As if he was still amazed by it.
Will blushed at the compliment, and looked at Mike who attempted to shove down his pajama without ever taking his eyes off Will even for a moment. Mike was kneeling, pushing down his pants enough for his dick to be freed, and didn’t bother taking the rest away. He leaned back down, the pressure of his stiff cock making Will let out a little moan. He gripped at his shoulders, feeling how hot Mike was — it was too arousing. In moments like these, lust would always get the best of him, and any details of the world around became fuzzy. There was no wind whistling through the leaves or branches cracking, not even the ardent heat of the fire. There was only Mike blowing on him and his warm body atop of his.
He licked his chewed lips, requesting a new kiss, already letting his fingers explore his favorite landscape, from Mike’s shoulder to his slender arms.
“My greedy, needy boy” Mike murmured, smirking. Will couldn’t answer to the remark, since Mike’s warm lips touched his own once more, and their bodies moved in unison. Mike’s dick sliding over his body, the heat between their bodies made Will brainless, he whimpered once more like a wounded animal, legs lifting once more to haul his hips up and grind against Mike’s movements. He snaked his hands down Mike’s back, his own dick throbbing madly as Mike rested his hands on his hips and gave his smooth ass a squeeze with his fingers.
Mike’s eyes shut, eyebrows pulled together while he groaned into Will’s mouth. How he would’ve loved to be inside of him right now. Kissing, touching every bit of his body wasn’t enough.
“Baby.. I’ll go fetch what we need” Mike whispered, attempting to lift his back up, but Will didn’t let him. He clung to him and begged with his eyes.
“Please just stay. We can do it another time we have all weekend” the urgency in his tone sank deep into Mike. Will spoke as though leaving Mike two seconds, the time to grab some condoms and lube, would kill him. But he was right — they had all weekend. For now they could simply enjoy each other’s company in other ways. It was just as good.
Mike smirked, lowering back on the blanket and wrapping Will’s dick in his fist.
“You’re an impatient boy, you know that mh?”
“Always for you” he replied wantonly, arching in the grip and raising his hips.
Being naked with Mike, in the forest, amidst trees and under a rain of star was so liberating. They could let go of inhibitions, both focused solely on the sensual experience they could bring to one another. There was never the slightest doubt about Mike’s love and acceptance for him when Mike would lovingly stroke his dick and devour him with his look, scanning every inch of his body like Will was an art piece he had never seen before.
A shiver ran through him when Mike’s fingers pumped, up and down his hard dick, already a tad slippery as a proof of his excitement.
Mike’s strokes were vigorous, not even starting off slow, why would he? He knew how to get Will off, there wasn’t any need to make him edging and whiny. Tonight was for him.
He switched position, rolling to the side to lay with Will. He turned the boy around easily, flipping him to his side so he could press his chest to his frail back, Mike’s lanky frame refusing to give Will’s even an inch of distance. He picked up his pace, stroking Will’s dick while placing his own between his ass cheeks, sliding it in between and moving his pelvis. Will moaned gently as he felt his sensitive hole brushed over, then he moaned louder when Mike’s index touched the leaking slit of his dick. Will rode his high, not fighting off sounds of pleasure building up in his chest. He rolled his hips and let Mike rut against his ass, his hand never stopping pumping until Will’s back was arched and teeth clenching.
Mike had urges. And he was excruciatingly bad at containing them. So when he saw Will’s skin right in front of him, smooth, unmarked, a perfect spot right at the junction of his neck and shoulder, his teeth dug into the flesh instantly. The flesh around his teeth became slightly whiter than the rest as he sunk into it. Will whined, not even pressing his lips together when he would sometimes do. There was no one to hear anyway, so he let himself be as loud as he wanted, as he could.
Will would never last very long, his arousal was always too strong and Mike knew exactly how to make him come undone without wasting time. A couple more strokes with a good pressure being applied was enough for Will to spray his cum into Mike’s hand, dirtying the blanket with it. He let out a usual high pitched keening cry while he soaked the blanket with slick white ropes.
Mike kept moving against his ass, though he was not inside, the feeling was out of this world. Will relaxed, still in the taller man’s arms and panting. They found themselves laying in a comfortable silence, only broke by their breathing and Mike’s groans as he slipped his slick cock across Will’s ass, accompanied by the woodland coming alive under their love making. The buzzing of insects and the wind whispering in the treetops above made the atmosphere a mixture of uncanny and peaceful.
An arm still draped over his boyfriend, the other linked around his hips and head resting on Will’s shoulder. He slurred deep in his ear “God, I wanna fuck you. Feel you all night” It wouldn’t be the first time Mike let his cock rest into Will’s hole and drifting asleep afterwards. But for that he would need to put it in there first.
Will sighed, his voice weak and groggy like it was when he was tired, in the morning or late at night -or fucked to sleepiness-.
“Fine.. but make it quick I’m getting really sleepy”
Mike grinned, letting Will go from his embrace. He shivered without the warmth of Mike’s body around him. He curled into a ball, waiting for his boyfriend to come back.
He didn’t wait very long. Mike almost ran to the bags, taking big steps and shoving his hand to retrieve what he needed. He immediately went back to the trembling boy.
He brought back a handkerchief, using it to absorb the fluid on his hands as well as the cum dribbling out of Will. He cleaned him up gently with the tissue, and went back to his initial plan.
Will should’ve expected it — Mike wasn’t planning on being quick. In fact, when it came to these kinds of things, he could have a lot of patience. It was just a visceral need for him to pamper Will and make sure to kiss every inch of his body and prepare him accordingly.
With his teeth he ripped open a lube sachet, while ordering Will with his eyes to lay on his back. Will always understood instructions, so he did just that, parting his legs and with his knees high in the air, giving Mike the perfect access to his hole. Thankfully for him he had been stretched out not so long ago, the muscle wasn’t all tight and unprepared.
He scooped up some lube on his pointer, smiling happily at Will from above. And easily he let it slid inside as he kneeled between Will’s legs. Only a finger was enough for Will to build up a low, muffled moan and have his eyes reflecting the stars above him. Hunger rose and stirred vigorously inside of Mike as it always would seeing his perfect boyfriend reacting to his touch. He moved his finger inside of Will, starting at a slow pace, not only to ease him into his motions since he didn’t want to hurt him, but also to savor the moment, the touch, appreciating it every single time despite Will telling him to go quickly. Will urged him by shifting his hips, a small snivel escaping his throat.
“C’mon Mike..” he supplied.
“You know I love taking care of you..”
“I’m gonna fall asleep before you even get your dick wet” he wisecracked.
“Mmh fall asleep? I don’t think so. I’ll wake you up good” he said, dragging his fingernail across his abdomen with his other hand, making Will’s belly hollow out, ribcage lifting high as he took in a deep breath. It didn’t take long for a second finger to join the first one, after Mike poured some of the slick substance on it. Then it was his left hand that reached for Will’s face, rubbing his thumb against his cheek.
“I think I’ll have to take that off” Mike stated, running his fingers on the collar of Will’s shirt.
“I’m kind of cold already”
“I’ll heat you up. It’s my duty as your boyfriend mh?” He cocked his head to the side, slipping his hand underneath his shirt.
“Fine, you better though, I’m counting on you to not freeze to death” he exaggerated, because he loved being a little dramatic, and he loved hearing Mike scoffing.
As soon as he got permission, Mike peeled Will’s shirt off. Once entirely stripped, Will shivered once more, but Mike could only stare down at his perfect body. Nothing new, yet still addictive, Mike devoured him with his eyes, hunger alive inside of him, saying under his breath “You’re beautiful”
Will blushed, though he had heard those words a thousand times before. Mike always spoke them with sincerity and truthfulness. Deep in his retina, Will always felt like the most beautiful human on earth.
He took his time staring at Mike. The darkness made his face almost indiscernible, but the fire glowing beside created threads of light on the side of his face and made his dark eyes shine brightly, and his angular jawline and cheekbones appear even sharper than usual.
“You’re the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen” Will said as he stared. Mike was all his. He could hardly believe this. What he could believe even less was that he used to be bullied for his look, called “frog face” even if he was so gorgeous Will would forget to breathe sometimes.
Mike grinned, but before he could answer Will added
“But you’d be even more without that shirt on. It’s not fair” he pouted, puffing his cheeks cutely.
Mike grunted “Mmh you know I can never resist you” he whispered breathlessly, retiring his two fingers from Will’s hole as well as his wide hand on his side. He took off his own top, twisting his body, flexing limbs in such an erotic way Will had to bite back a quiet moan. How could Will possibly be dating the hottest guy on earth? How could he, right now, be laying on a blanket in the middle of the forest by a campfire, with a boyfriend people could only dream off. Mike was not supposed to exist in real life, he was supposed to be an unrealistic fantasy, a knight in shining armor, a dream — but there he was. Mike was the kindest and bravest guy he knew. He was attentionate, so full of passion, and so smart, so caring. He might’ve not been the most muscular man, but Will didn’t need any of that. Mike was filled with qualities, and a beauty he couldn’t gorge on.
Every single hair, every smile, everything on his body was his to adore. It could’ve made him cry, but he got distracted by Mike laying his weight back on top of him and latching on his neck. The gentle touch sending sparks all over him, creating new stars in his limbs even more powerful than those above in the sky.
Mike sunk his fingers back inside with ease, mouth licking his neck, hand touching his side, offering his boyfriend any pleasure he might’ve craved. Will’s heart started beating faster, racing with excitement and anticipation. If he had some doubts at first, they all vanished. He needed to have Mike close, it was stronger than anything. There was no need to sleep by now, all he wanted was Mike in the bright moonlight.
Mike pushed his fingers deeper, wiggling them around. Will was well spread, it would only take a moment to get him accustomed and ready. He pressed on his spot, caressing it with gentle motion causing Will to moan out loud. All while opening Will with his fingers, Mike dragged his mouth in his neck, brushing his lips lightly before kissing his moles resting there. Will craned his neck, ticklish at the zone, still allowing Mike to kiss it gently. And when Mike’s fingers pressed more intensely against him, his whimper vibrated against his lips and Mike smirked proudly. Perhaps it was the soft breeze on his skin, or his reaction to Mike, but shivers appeared on his sensitive skin, excitement turning into goose flesh.
He pushed his hips down against Mike’s fingers, requesting more.
“I can take another one, just hurry” he urged, grinding his ass against his hand.
Mike found the zone he loved the most, near his collarbone, where his shoulder and neck met. He sucked at the spot, prodding his fingers in and out while a third attempted to join. He curled his hand, tried to make space. He felt Will’s attempt at relaxing, his eyes closing, and once the finger pad crossed his rim he pushed inside delicately. Will mewled, his hips bucking and head falling back as he felt his wet hole being filled up by long digits.
“Don’t know how you can always be so tight when I fuck you so often” he growled lowly, breath ghosting across his skin and Will mewling in response. He thrusted his fingers in, stretching his pink flesh and going a bit more roughly, making Will react all the more by squirming, crying out in pleasure. Mike’s mouth traced down his neck to his collarbones. He lavished his chest with languid kisses, going for his nipple. His tongue gave a strong lap, making Will’s spine curve in the air. His big, soft, hand snaked on his waist, his nimble fingers thrusting, curling inside, dripping in lube and milking the wet heat. But it was his hot tongue licking and the sucking on his nipple that got the best of Will.
His breathy moans crossed his throat before he could even think about it. His shaking legs fell apart, knees collapsing on the blanket while he let out soft whines, sensations racking through him. Mike kept going, stimulating his boyfriend with mouth and fingers, shoving them deep, kissing the perked up nub, delicately nibbling at it with care. He sucked on it until it became red and swollen, thrusting his fingers. Will babbled between airy moans “Go on Mike, fuck me now” he pushed his hips down against his hand, taking Mike’s fingers to his knuckles. Mike curled them for a last time, rubbing down his sweet spot, and when Will cried out loud, he retired them.
“I think you’re ready mh?” Will weakly whined, but he invited Mike by spreading his legs further open, thighs on each side of Mike who redressed himself and gave his abused nipples some rest.
He grabbed a condom, not that he really needed it — but fucking in the middle of the forest seemed somehow unsanitary and called for safety. They were exposed to potential animals and other dangers of the night — but for this time, latex seemed like the important element to use. He wrapped his hard, pulsing cock, then pinched the tip, squeezed the rest of the lube on the tip of his fingers to make sure Will was slick and wet enough. With the remnants on his hand he added some to the condom which was already lube-covered.
“Ready?” Mike wondered, he waited for Will to give a quick nod of confirmation before entering him.
He was sucked inside easily, cock sliding in without needing much strength. Will moaned loudly, searching for a place to grab on. His hands ended up finding Mike’s arms, whereas his own gripped on Will’s smooth thighs.
This time Mike didn’t hold back, he immediately picked up a quick pace. He increased the speed and pressed his cock hard on Will’s prostate, Will screaming in pleasure without worries.
Mike knew his body so well. So perfectly. He knew exactly where to touch to make him wiggle, how to angle his hips to send multiple jolts through his spine. The pure lust, satisfaction he could bring him by driving inside restlessly with a rhythm he found to be the perfect one. The vigorousity warranted loud moans from Will, always increasing each time Mike pounded his sweet spot. Never did he muffle his whines, he let himself be as vocal as he wanted. It was good, Mike preferred it that way. Mike felt his own high coming in, not quieting his own grunts, without the envy of containing them. He fucked into his hole harshly and let his throaty growl getting lost in the air and vanishing amongst the trees. The crackling of the flames joined them in the symphony, fire burning as hard as their passion, the woods ravished by the flames like Mike was ravaging Will.
He went quick and hard, Will’s thighs pressing against his hips while Mike was positioned between the boy’s spread legs. Will slipped his hands to Mike’s ass, feeling his cheeks with them, pushing him forward, trying to get him deeper. He shifted his hips to him, choked moans escaping his plump, reddened lips. With eyes widening and mouth hanging open he screamed his ecstasy, eyelids fluttering weakly as Mike drove inside mercilessly, angling his hips up.
Mike lowered himself further, crushing Will’s body down the ground as he laid on top, spreading his legs all the more. He slammed their lips back together and swallowed all of his moans. He knew just how to kiss him to multiply his arousal. They were alone in this vast world, sparks exploding between them. Between a break from the kiss Will took in a deep breath “I’m close, keep going-” he said with a strained voice, begging before reuniting their lips once more. Mad with pleasure Mike quickened even more, being relentless, sloppy though his thrusts were rough, meanwhile Will’s attempts to move were out of tune with Mike’s pelvis. He gripped on Mike’s lower back harder, communicating the need for him to go deeper, as deep as he physically could, which Mike got. He slammed his hips, skin hitting skin. “Ah- Mike” he whimpered again.
“Love you so much baby” he whispered under his breath, swaying his tongue over Will’s lips, pressing them hard together.
“I’m—” he yelped the rest of his sentence, eyes opening and revealing his blown-out iris as his orgasm shot through his body. He felt it from the tip of his curled fingers to his toes. His back arched off the ground, meeting Mike’s stomach, his head thrown back as he shouted a throaty high pitched moan. He looked beautiful as always. Completely wrecked and overtaken by his orgasm, it took him long seconds before getting down from his high and settling his curved body back to the ground. All while Mike kept going, switching position, squeezing his hipbone to chase his own orgasm. He groaned, thrusting inside more, hips stuttering and nestled deep inside. He went sloppily, face twisted in an elated scowl, he shoved himself a few more times while his climax was near. It approached closely, building up, he thrusted once more, and stilled entirely as his cum jutted out in string in the condom. He moved his hips a few more times to finish himself off, eyes clenching shut as he came.
Mike was less loud than Will, he wasn’t restraining himself necessarily but his voice didn’t carry as much when he moaned low. They stayed in that position for a moment, steady while breathing, Will tracing lines and circles across Mike’s smooth, pale skin. Mike eventually pulled out, sliding free, dick softening. He took off the condom and threw it away, then he leaned beside, waiting for Will to join him in his arms.
Will chuckled “Maybe we should do the cuddling once we’re safe in the tent and dressed up? I don’t want to fall asleep naked on a cum drenched blanket”
Mike laughed in turn, raking an hand through his face. “Yeah, you’re right. As usual” he laid on his back, supporting his head with his arm behind. “Pass me my shirt, please bunny?”
Will sat down, handing Mike his clothes before putting his own. He hummed happily a song by The Cure they were listening to in the car while driving. He put on his shirt, covering his sweet tender body and Mike passed his hand through his sweat-slicked hair, pushing away a few strands out of his eyes. He ended up pulling back on his boxer, but not his pants, and kept his sleeveless white shirt. He was always hot while sleeping anyway.
Will creeped to the tent on hands and knees — which only made Mike want to grab his hips and take him again, but though his dick tried to come back to life, he quickly shut down that thought, it was sleeping time now. He joined his boyfriend, bending all his height to pass through the opening of the tent. Will set up pillows and blankets, as well as sleeping bags.
“Is this big enough for us both?”
Will cackled cutely, laugh bubbling past his lips with cheerfulness. “And I thought I was clingy..”
“Not my fault I want to hold you all night”
“Kinda is..”
“It’s your fault. You shouldn’t be this cute” he smirked, enrolling his arms around Will to pull him to him. “My boyfriend, mine” he murmured before attacking his cheeks with wet kisses. Will laughed harder, writhing in his arms and falling backwards. Mike crushed him into a hug, hovering over him as he kissed the tip of his nose, the beauty mark above his upper lip, his forehead, and Will giggled, kicking his feet in the air and scrambling under his boyfriend.
“Cute, cute bunny” Mike huffed out between small pecks.
“Mike!” Will whined, dragging the syllables. “Sleep time”
“Mmh.. just wanna kiss you” he held Will tightly in his arms, keeping him trapped in his warm embrace until Will gave in.
“Sappy” he muttered between his teeth with a snicker, making Mike smirk once more.
They stayed silent for another moment, Will sliding his hands up and down Mike’s arms, tracing shapes on his skin. They basked in each other’s presence comfortably, Will lying there with a hazy smile on his face, eyes half-lidded and already closing on their own.
“Alright, off to bed” Mike said, breaking the momentary silence. He laid out the sleeping bag and asked once more. “Seriously though, can we both fit?”
“Yeah, we don’t need to zip it, and if we’re close enough we can”
“Good then. I’m not letting you go for all night”
Will tittered again, because he knew very well.
Mike slipped inside first, opening his arm to invite Will. Which Will complied to, sliding between, tangling his legs between Mike’s, resting his head on his shoulder. Mike closed his hand on his arm and caressed him with his thumb.
“Sleepy?” He asked him, while Will’s eyes opened and closed lazily, his cheek deviating to rest on his chest. He nodded with a hum as a confirmation.
“Good night baby”
“Goo’ ‘ight Mike..” he said with a meek voice, already drifting into slumber. Mike only stared for a long moment, soft grin taking over his lips seeing his boyfriend breath evening and getting heavy. His eyelids shutting and staying stable, his hands unmoving and no longer twitching on his skin. He observed his sleepy boyfriend, and thought about how he’d want to keep him with him forever. Just like this, in his arms, safe and happy. He could die in this moment.
There wasn’t just the present in his mind, there was the future, too. And all he saw through his future was Will by his side, it was the only certain thing. Ever since he was a kid and approached him on the swingset, he knew Will would always be by his side, even in the farthest future.
Maybe if they lived in a different world they could get married someday. But they didn’t, though Mike wouldn’t let something as trivial as this stop him. He might never marry Will, but he’d sure as hell build a life with him, and screw everyone who would disagree with that. He was his for today, and all the days after, and every tomorrows that would come.
He was his for life.