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It was probably about 2PM by now, honestly Will didn’t even know. Joyce had saw the state he was in this morning, whining, writhing, sweaty and in immense pain, and decided to let him stay home from school that day.
Joyce definitely tried her best to help him before she had to leave for work, money was ridiculously tight and he had dealt with this before. She promised him that she would only be gone for a few hours and then she’d be back.
Until she and Jonathan were back though, he’d have to lay in bed suffering.
Despite knowing that it wouldn’t help for shit, he had tried to touch himself a few times, ending in the most unsatisfactory orgasm of all time or him just giving up.
“Ughnn…” Will had flipped over to check the time on his clock – 2:37PM. Jonathan wouldn’t be home til 4:30 since Joyce worked her ass off to get him into some little photography class after school, and he didn’t even know when Joyce would be back. Sometimes she’d work overtime for a little more cash, being there til 7 or 8 at night, or she’d come home around six. God putting all that together in his mind just made him lose his thinking skills for the rest of the day…
He hoped that maybe Jane would be home, or hopper… But knowing them they’d be out late doing some stupid Dad-Daughter stuff like usual. “Wanna spend the most time I can with my family” he heard Hopper say to Joyce one night.
2:41PM
Lucas… Probably hanging out with his basketball friends.
Dustin? No. He would talk his ear off about his latest bug discovery.
Mike. Maybe Mike. He’d probably be busy with homework but, he never really heasitated to drop something for Will.
Okay, Mike.
2:45PM
15 more minutes until he’s out of school…
>_<
It was 3:04PM now, Will wanted to wait at least 20 minutes before calling Mike just to make sure he was home and it wasn’t his mom answering…
Finally after the Alarm of his went off for 3:20, he reluctantly got out of bed and made it to the phone in the downstairs.
He dialed the Wheeler’s number, either it was really easy to remember or he was just extremely used to calling it. It rung for a few seconds, giving Will a little bit of doubt before someone picked up, and it was Mike. Thankfully.
“Hey hey which byers is this?” Mike’s voice was like hearing jazz music while on the beach, made him feel- no. Not what he’s supposed to be focussing on right now.
Apparently he was thinking for too long because Mike’s voice came through the phone again, this time louder and a little confused.
“Hello?”
“Mike it’s…” He didn’t even fully trust himself to be normal, but he still decided to try.
“Will! Hey, E-Jane, told me you were sick today. You okay now?”
The whole time, he couldn’t stop thinking about how much he wanted Mike to lay ‘em down and take his pants off and just-
“Will?”
“Yeah I’m here. I’m not really doing too well though… No one’s gonna be back for a while so there’s not really anyone to take care of me right now.”
There’s a pause on Mike’s end, and he can feel something weird going on in his tummy. He’s about to add on to the sentence, maybe a “Could you come over? If you want.” or a “I wouldn’t mind you coming over” but then he hears Mike’s voice again.
“I could come over? If you don’t mind.”
“Yeah!” He definitely said that with too much excitement in his voice but he honestly couldn’t help himself.
“I’ll be there.”
Then
Silence
Will laid on his bed in the fetal position, tail flicking as he impatiently waited for Mike to arrive. He tried to think about anything to take his attention off the pain he was feeling. It didn’t help, but whatever.
A few minutes pass before he hears footsteps approach his bedroom door, who was home this early? He sat up in his bed, confusion visibly seen in his face. When his door opened, it was literally just Mike. Apparently Joyce forgot to lock the door when she left this morning.
“Oh, it’s just you.” The exhaustion in his voice was very evident. When Mike heard it his eyes softened and he sighed.
“Sorry for scaring you… I figured you left the door unlocked for me." He cleared his throat before continuing, “What’s wrong?” Mike sat down on the edge of Will’s bed and looked at his flushed face.
Will shrugs, knowing damn well he knows what’s wrong. “Just like… Hot and, hurting in some places. Y’know” No, Mike did not know. Mike is probably the most clueless teenage boy on the planet.
“Oh” Does Mike really not know how… Ugh, just how he looks right now? Stupid…
Will sits up, scooting over to Mike on his knees and looking up at him.
“Could you help me?”
“Eh?” Mike didn’t hear him, he said it pretty quiet anyways.
“Can you help… me?”
Mike just stared down at him, Will was now clutching his arm and looking up at him with half-lidded eyes that were obviously filled with lust.
“Help you how?” Mike oblivious Wheeler..
Will was purring now, rubbing his head up on Mike's shoulder. Will sighed, he could feel between his thighs getting warm and wet. It wasn’t long before he just told Mike to go home and attempted to pathetically help himself again.
“With my problem.” The hands that were clutching at Mike’s jacket slid down to grab his wrist and lead his hand right above the waistband of the loose pajama shorts he was wearing.
Mike tried to pull his hand up but Will's grip stayed tight on his wrist.
“I don’t think I can really… Help you with that Will I mean a-are you sure you want me to like, y’know I think this is kinda priv-” Mike’s mouth closed instantly as he felt his hand be dragged down further, slipping under Will’s waistband. He could feel his curly pubes brushing up against Will’s fingertips.
Mike shook his head and quickly sat up, Will’s head shot up as the warmth he was just feeling.. Disappeared.
“How about I go get some cold ice water for you. And like some snacks ‘n stuff. I’ll be back” Mike bolted out the room, Will sat there on his bed. Mike wasn’t leaving right? He left his backpack on the floor.
He then lays back onto his pillow before sliding off his shorts, a string of discharge coming from his hole snapping and landing on the bed. God he was so wet. He needed this bad, so bad. From Mike, like in the next 5 minutes.
Will’s next move was to pull off his shirt, he hadn’t been wearing a binder either. He let his clothes sit in a pile on the floor next to his bed. His hand moved down to his crotch, playing with the dark brown curls down there before sliding his hand down more so his middle and index finger were right over his slightly moist clit.
He started rubbing in circles, sighing deeply at the feeling.
Meanwhile, Mike was downstairs at the sink filling up a large cup with ice and water. He didn’t know what the fuck was going on with Will today. He was acting so strangely. He breathed in and out with his eyes closed for a few seconds before he felt a cold liquid running down his fingers.
“Fuck!” He started pouring some of the water from the overfilled cup, moving it to his right hand and wiping off the wetness from his left. Yeah, it was definitely time to go back upstairs.
Mike took it slowly up the stairs, he honestly didn’t wanna go back right away but who was he to leave his best friend alone in this state?
When he opened the door he was greeted with a fully naked William Byers finger-fucking himself. And yes, he dropped the cup on the floor by his feet.
Mike stared for a few seconds later before turning around.
“I uhm… I can leave…”
“No.”
Yeah Mike definitely felt the blood rushing to his dick then.
“Don’t leave me Mike...” Mike could completely imagine the face Will was making.
“Jesus fuck… Okay.”
Mike turns back around to face Will. He knew his face was really red now, he was only able to look the other teenager in the eye for about 2 seconds before his gaze snapped to the water spilling out on the floor.
He felt weird for asking this question, yeah, but he couldn’t ignore Will anymore, not like this.
“Do you still want me to help you..?”
He looked up, watching Will remove his fingers from his cunt and nod frantically.
“Okay uh, how do I do that…” Mike cautiously approached the bed, looking down at Will.
“Fuck me”
Mike deeply swallowed at that request, scratching the back of his neck before speaking.
“You want me to-”
“Mike Wheeler.”
“Okay uh…” He walks over to the side of Will’s bed, reaching for his belt buckle and looking up at Will for a second before continuing to undo his belt. Once the belt’s off he unbuttons his jeans and starts pulling them down slowly.
When he looked back up at Will for probably the millionth time now, he looked really impatient. That caused him to move faster, grabbing the waistband of his boxers and starting to pull them down faster than he pulled his pants down.
“Shirt too I guess?” Mike grabbed the bottom of his shirt, starting to take it off when his wrist was suddenly grabbed and he was pulled down on top of his best friend.
“Just c’mon..” Will spread his legs wide, presenting himself to Mike, who was stupidly staring down at him and breathing hard instead of getting to work.
Mike took a second to get himself together, putting his hands on either side of Will’s head and taking a lengthy look at his body. Man it was better that the porn magazines he’d steal from steve’s car when getting a ride. He swallowed hard, before looking back up at Will’s flushed face.
“Do you just want me to like- uhm, or do I just get to it?...”
“I already spent the ten minutes you were downstairs prepping myself. Just..” Will spread his legs open wider to show Mike what he meant.
Mike took a deep breath in and out, reaching out to grab his hard-on and line it up with Will’s hole. He almost forgot–he spits on his hand and starts to stroke his cock. After a few seconds he then re-aligns it with Will’s hole and starts trying to push into him.
He pushed just a tid bit harder, entering Will’s warm, wet heat. Will whines, wrapping his hand around Mike’s left wrist and gripping tightly. It was too much to say the least, a new crazy sensation that Mike wasn’t used to at all.
Then, he starts ever so slowly sliding deeper into Will, grunting and mumbling as his and Will’s pelvises come flush against eachother.
“M-Mike…Agh fuck.” His tail was waving very fast now, his purring had got louder and his grip on Mike’s wrist was so tight. Just like he was.
Mike didn’t think he was gonna last very long, he started moving in and out slowly, trying to give both himself and Will a little time to adjust to this. Soon, it started feeling better, Will’s little whines and moans were getting louder. Mike couldn’t stop himself from letting out grunts every once in a while either.
Mike continued fucking Will into complete delirium, honestly he forgot Will was even under him for a second. He didn’t become re-aware of his existence until his motions of pulling out and snapping his hips forward were interrupted by the clenching of Will’s pussy and the moans coming from the person beneath him.
He kept moving, faster now, chasing his own orgasm. It only took a few more thrusts to push him directly over the edge, he slammed into Will once more, letting his warm heavy come flow into Will.
He only recognized his mistake of cumming inside a few seconds after pulling out, watching a thick white substance spill out of his best friends hole. He looked up at Will’s face, he didn’t seem too worried about the possibility of him getting pregnant though.
Will laid there, tired and breathing hard, Mike rolls off of him and lays next to him on the small bed. They both take time to catch their breath before getting up to start getting dressed and making themselves look a little less disheveled.
Will sat down next to him after, fidgeting with his fingers.
“Mike.” When Mike turned his head, he was definitely not expecting Will to lean over, grab his face and kiss him. Even though Will’s palms were very sweaty and uncomfortable on his face, he still stayed in place, kissing him back.
He just fucked his best friend.