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mike was sleeping over at the byers place tonight, he stayed over a lot just like will did at his place.
it was normal, they played and talked and had dinner then headed to bed. will usually fell asleep first then mike following after.
it took a while but mike eventually fell asleep that is until he felt a hand squeeze his face and open his mouth.
his eyes shot open but before he could say anything he felt fingers plunge into his mouth into the back of his throat almost making him gag.
he felt tears in his eyes as he looked up and saw none other than his best friends older brother Jonathan.
he was confused and tried to pull the fingers out or bite them but they pressed too deep and held his jaw open. he wasn't nearly strong enough to pull his hand away either.
he tried to yell but it came out like a human and that made the fingers plunge deeper more aggressively.
"shhh will is asleep, you wouldn't want to wake him would you?"
Jonathan whispered way to close to his ear
Jonathan suddenly used his other hand and picked mike up rather uncomfortably with just one arm, the other still in his mouth
he took the boy to his room and threw him on the bed
"j-jonathan?! what are you doing?!... I was asleep.."
mike tried to reason and come up with anything that made since in his head.. why would Jonathan do this to him? it was weird..
Jonathan just smiled and walked close, climbed onto the bed in between the boys legs "youll find out soon enough."
the older teen then grabbed the boys ankles and yanked him close before turning him around to have him sit on his lap miles back to his chest
mike yelped at the aggressive movement and struggled around, he tried to get up or move away but couldn't
Jonathan's arm was around his waist like a seat belt, his other hand coming up to gently rub his neck then his cheek
"j-jonathan wait!-"
he felt fingers come into his mouth again, hard.
he gagged and tried to pull his head back but it just knocked against the man's shoulder, he made noises and hums but it wasn't loud enough for anyone to hear unless they had an ear to the door
suddenly he felt a large hand grip his penis and he moaned involuntarily
"see? feels good right?"
he tried to shake his head but the hand prevented him from doing so
the hand on his penis pulled his pajama shorts down and then his underwear
"aww how cute is that, it's so small and red"
mike gasped and tried to move but the hand was still holding him tight and firm , he tried to yell louder but that just made the fingers start to plunge in and out
mike started gagging and drooling on the fingers, drool pooling and dripping down his chin and jonathans hand
Jonathan just smiled wide and kept going, he started wiggling his fingers around tickling the back of the boys throat until he felt the boy start to violently gag forward
he almost pukes but manages to hold it it, apparently that's not what Jonathan wanted though
the fingers continue, it starts to hurt bad and mike can hardly catch his breath. he gags and his eyes roll back and suddenly he throws up everything he ate that day
which wasn't much, he never had that much of an appetite he was too skinny for his height but knowing this just made it that much better for Jonathan
Jonathan groaned deep and mike felt something hard press into his butt sitting against Jonathans croch
mikes puke covered his shirt, the bed, and jonathans hand now, seeing the mess gave the man a good idea
he took his hand out of the boys mouth for just a second before using his fingers to scoop up some of the mess
his hand moved closer to mikes mouth again and when mike realized what was coming he tried to fight back
"no! jonathan no please! no no n-"
he kicked and tried to yell but Jonathan just shoved his vomit covered hand back into the boys mouth, making sure he tasted and swallowed the vomit again
"cant have you wasting dinner can we? your already so skinny.." his voice was deep and scary, nothing like mike remembered
steady tears fell down his face now, it was disgusting, he felt horrible and he still couldn't get away. he hated this.
he wanted to plead and beg to be set free but he couldn't, the fingers started moving again but this time they explored his mouth almsot like they were brushing his teeth, they opened and closed his jaw and felt every crevic before plunging in and staying there again to keep him silent
it seems like Jonathan finally remembered about his penis as he feels him flick it, his tiny penis bounces, it's red and dry
the older teen then uses that hand to scoop up some of the vomit and used it as lube to play with mikes penis
he jerks it up and down, squeezing tight, playing and flicking the head. Jonathan let out little laughs like it was the cutest yet funniest thing to him
mike wanted to die.
he tried kicking his feet but it did no good, he couldn't kick Jonathan or use his legs to push away, they just kicked and tried to close but even if his knees touched there wasn't enough fat on his thighs so the gap was big enough for jonathans hand to fit anyways.
he kept playing with it and mike got a weird feeling in his stomach that and he really needed to pee
he tried to hold it in but there was only so much he could do
he yelled more and kicked harder but nothing was stopping Jonathan
suddenly mike started peeing, it shot into the air and fell down onto himself, his clothes , Jonathan and the bed, making an even bigger mess
Jonathan moaned. he moaned at this. he humped up into mike once without really meaning to and kept moving his hand
mike tried to shake his head, the years kept falling, he shut his eyes tight and prayed to anyone up there that this would be over soon or that maybe he would wake up from this nightmare
he felt the piss slow to a stop but then hand kept moving it didn't stop until mikes eyes rolled back and his hips stuttered against Jonathan.
he felt disgusting, he wanted to disappear, he really orgasmed to that.
suddenly he needed to throw up again, he threw up all over the hand and himself again, almsot no more chunks in it anymore just liquids and acids
Jonathan was more than amused
the man let go of mike and practically pushed him off, landing the boy in piss and vomit getting covered in it
after everything mike couldn't even think of anything to say he layed there silently
Jonathan laughed "you finally done complaining? i know you liked it, your cute little dick definitely liked it"
mike shook his head trying to disagree but Jonathan didn't give it the light of day
the man got close and flipped mike over onto his back, his back getting covered in the mess too now
"your really lucky I'm not trying to get caught mikey.. I want to stick my big hard dick into your little hole so fucking bad but they would believe you then.. if I stuck this in there it would leave you bleeding and gaping open"
he punctuated 'this' by rutting his dick against mikes clothed ass and mike shook his head hard, crying out begging
"please p-please don't! dont!"
Jonathan smiled wide like a animal hunting it's prey
"I just fucking daidni couldn't. I'm not trying to go to jail."
he sigher, grabbing mikes knees and closing his legs looking at the gap between his thighs
"Id fuckn your thighs but theres not even enough fat here for them to close in on my dick"
he laughed and he squeezed the boys thin thighs almost tight enough to bruise
mike just kept crying, not yelling anymore, he didn't even think to at this point, he was traumatized and was scared of the fingers being shoved back into his mouth
Jonathan then stands up and walks over to his closet, he grabs an old shirt and some shorts that were definitely going to be way to big on mike, luckily the shorts had a drawstring so they would at least stay up
"now. you are going to go into the bathroom, change into this, and go back to fucking bed."
he walked up to the bed setting the clothes near mike but not close enough for them to get dirty too
"and when someone asks why you changed and why I washed your clothes, you are going to say you threw up on yourself and didn't make it to the toilet. you came and asked me for help and i helped you, got it?"
mike wanted to argue back or do anything except agree but Jonathan wouldn't let him dream of that
"or would you rather tell everyone that you liked it, you liked me aging with your sad dick, you like peeing on yourself and having vomit on your dick. you liked it alot, do you want everyone to know that? "
no. he didn't.
so mike wouldn't tell anyone what really happened.
he felt sick and didn't make it to the toilet, Jonathan helped him out
will noticed mike not sleeping over much anymore, mike just said his parents didn't like him doing it so often and will only partly believed it
mike hoped will would never find out how disgusting he was