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Thursday, June 7th 1990
A really, really bad secret.
Nobody but his family knows.
Nobody.
But will not so sure that his secret will be so secret anymore when he moves in with Mike in two months.
After graduation, Will and mike decided that since the colleges they're going to are so close, that they'll get an apartment together. So that way they'll be close. Close to each other, closer to Jonathan and Nancy. But more especially, they'll be close to each other. After everything that happened, all they wanted to be was close. So there, they will get an apartment together.
Joyce Agreed to it. She said she trust Mike to take care of Will. To keep Will safe. To keep an eye on him. Karen agreed to it. She said it'll be nice for mike to have a piece of home with him. And that Will will take care of Mike. To keep Mike safe. To keep an eye on him.
Ted said yes. He said it'd be cheaper than having to pay for 'Those expensive ass dorms, the tuition's already enough.' So Will would pay for one halve, and Mike would pay for the other.
Everyone said it was a good idea.
Mike suggested it so of course it was a good idea.
Until Will really thought about it. His secret. How would he hide it? He still had periods. Stupid cramps and messy blood. Where would he even keep his tampons? What if Mike had to go though his drawers? Oh God… What if it was Mikes turn to do laundry and he saw Will's bras!? And fuck, his panties... How is he gonna hide those? He has to throw the, all away and switch to boxers or something.
And yeah, Will may be feminine. But to other people he’s not a girl. So having tampons, bras and panties might be a little weird. Maybe he could pass with the panties but the other things? No. He is absolutely fucked.
So, Will is trans and hasn't told anybody. Not Max, Not Lucas, Not Dustin, Not Mike. Like he said, His family knows. El knows. Surprisingly she's really good at keeping his secret. She usually accidentally spills to somebody under zero pressure, but no. She hasn't said anything. Not to Max, Nobody. Unless she did and Max hasn't said anything.
But anyway, He feels like he should tell them, tell Mike. But he doesn't want the others to treat him any differently. Yeah he came out gay and they took it well. But what if they're just tolerating him? What if they're 'accepting' him, but at the end of the day they'll say 'okay fine I accept you now will you leave me alone.'? No... No, they wouldn't do that... Would they..?
Goodness, what if when he tells Mike, he totally just runs away? What if he gets so disgusted that he kicks will out? What if he says he doesn't to want to live will anymore? What if he tells Ted? Ted definitely Wouldn't say yes then. He'd probably ban will from ever seeing mike again. Hell, Ted doesn't even know Will came out. He means, Ted had definitely suspected him for years, but never said or did anything. If he had, Karen probably would have giving him a beating.
Will knows Mike has never liked or loved him like that, but... He really doesnt want to ruin things between him and Mike. Like damn, they just started to really be bestfriends again and Will really doesn't want to mess up.
"Hello? Will? Earth to Will!"
Will blinks.
Oh.
He forgot that he was at Mikes house. In his basement. Currently watching a movie they'd seen about one-hundred times.
It was July seventh 1990, Exactly two months before he went to college. Two months before he moved in with Mike.
Mike was on his left, his arm around Will's shoulder, almost hip to hip. Though Will's hip was pressing into Mikes upper thigh. Will had his knees pulled up to his chest, sketch book forgotten in his lap. They somehow had a blanket sprawled across them. It was getting hot, really hot. They were close, too close. Basically cuddling.
"Hey," Mike turned his full attention to Will, a steaming hot hand coming up to Wills shoulder. The contact burned Will. He slightly jumped. Mike said something but it was muffled, like he was underwater. "Uhm," he looked Mike in the eye, "what?"
"I said are you okay?" The spot Mike rested his hand on Wills shoulder scorched. He felt his skin shriveling up. He need to do something. He need to get up. "Uh- I- Y-yeah, I'm fine." he moved his book over to the open space beside him. So much damn space on this couch yet, he and Mike always gravitate towards each other. Like magnets. He peeled off the blanket and stood up. Mikes eyes followed his every movement. "Im good." He huffed out. "Just hot. Gonna- Im just gonna go get some water." He stood there for a second, picking at the skin around his nails.
"Oh, uh. Okay, that's fine." Mike looked up at Will. Then Quickly looked him up and down, like he didn't want Will to notice he did it. "Would you like some?" Of course Will had to ask. It was a very heated summer after all. "Sure, thanks." Will smiled and nodded, then quickly make his way upstairs.
When he got up, he saw Mrs. Wheel- Karen, Standing over the stove, cooking something up. She must have heard him because she turned around, her face morphed from focused to warm in milliseconds. When she smiled, the corners of her eyes wrinkled and her smile lines became more defined. Will loosed a little at that. "Oh, hey Honey! Dinner'll be done in a minute." She turned back to turn off the stove. Then she turned back to him. "Do you need something?" Will smiled back and stepped into the kitchen, "No not really, I'm just getting us some water. It's pretty hot down in the basement."
He went around her to grab two glasses. "Oh, I'm sorry. We've been meaning to get the air conditioner fixed down there but," she sighs and steps back to take the meatloaf out the oven, "you know how Ted is." she murmured. She put the meatloaf on the counter and took the peas off the stove. "He won't get the darn thing fixed. He says it'd be a waste since you guys are about to leave for college, but- Holly." She sighs again. "She and her friends are going to be down there now playin that-" she gestures her hands faintly. "Game you guys like." Yet again, she sighs, rolling her eyes. "It's whatever, Ted just- gets on my nerves sometimes." She stops her activity to face Will, Who has now sat both cups down and fully listened to her rant.
She looks at him for a second.
"You're really the only person who listens to me, you know that?"
“What?”
“Even when you were a kid, you were always so attentive.” She puts an arm on his shoulder
"O-oh, I didn't know."
“You still are. Such a good listener.” She pulls him into a hug. “T-thank you?” He says into her shoulder, slightly crouched down because he's a bit taller than her. "And look at you. You've gotten so much taller." She pulls back to look at his face and cup his cheek, her eyes glistening. "Thank you, Will. For listening to me.”
"You're welcome." he smiled, a little shocked on whats currently happening. "And don't you ever change, for anybody." She puts her hand on his shoulder. "You stay exactly how you are. A-and if you ever need me, anything you need, advice, food. Im just one call away. Okay?"
"Okay."
He didn't even know when he started crying, but it came to his attention when she reaches up and wipes away a stray tear running down his cheek with her thumb.
They embraced once more.
"God!" She sniffled, and wiped at her eyes. "Get your water and get out of here!" She laughed and waved him away. Will chuckled with her and filled up both cups. "Getting me all emotional! Geez." She went back to preparing diner.
Will started to walk away when she called after him. "And hey Will?" He turned around and hummed. She looked back at him in the eye, "I love you." She smiled. He smiled back, "I love you too." And with that, He made his way back down stairs.
When Will left, he looked pretty flustered. And he was acting pretty weird. Whatever he was thinking about must of really had him. He was practically sweating through his shirt... Well it is the summer time and they do have a pretty thick blanket on... But it's not that hot. Is it? Who's is Mike kidding, it is boiling down here. But he didn't want to say anything. He wanted to stay close to will. Under the blanket, where it was safe. Concealed. Like their own little bubble. But of course, Mike was to much and overwhelmed Will. And now he's sitting here, alone, head rested against the back of the couch. And waiting for Will to come back. Like a pathetic baby bird waits for its mother to bring back gargled up worm guts.
Ew.
It's Exactly two months before they go off to college and Mike still hasn't told Will about his feelings. God he really is so pathetic. If he doesn't do it now, Mikes not sure he'll ever do it. And Max said and he can quote, 'If you want the cookie, open the jar, and take out. Understand?' And he did.
Surprisingly, it wasn't that hard opening up to Max about his feelings for Will. One, because she already knew, and two she understood, weirdly enough, really well too.
When there was no one to talk to, (and he could have talked to will but it was about will so that wouldn't make sense, as much as he wanted to talk to him,) he went to Maxine Mayfield. One of the most unexpected people he could have gone to.
But anyway, Enough of that. Time to find something occupy himself with. He slowly raises his head up to check his surroundings. Book shelf, no. What is he gonna read while will is gone? The introduction of a fucking chapter book? Tv, no. The movie that they've seen 94637417469529637 times or what ever that number is, is still playing. It's like three hours long but Will likes it, so if Will likes it, Mike likes it. But Will isn't here right now so... No. He scans the rooms one last time until his gaze lands on something resting upon the couch, next to him. Wills notebook.
He knows I shouldn't go through it. But Will's such a good artist...
But it's an invasion of privacy.
But he'll only look at a few pictures, the newest ones maybe.
Mike.
NO!
Cmonnnn, it's not like Will draws a Bunch of porn or something... Right...?
No, Mike. It's like his diary, His journal. There might be really private things in there.
Just a little peak.
The curiosity was louder than the respect, louder than the guilt. Hell the curiosity is louder than itself.
So here Mike is, yet again. But this time opening Will's sketchbook.
The first thing he see's when he finally finds the latest page, are little sketches and doodles from the movie they were watching. Cute, Predictable. He flips past the pages full of doodles. It's not the real art. Blah Blah Blah, cute Will doodles, yeah ye-
Huh? What's this?
He flips back a page or two to see what he just past.
Hands.
More importantly, Will's hand. Oh okay, cool. He's practices on his hands but... His hand is holding another? Whos hand is that? Fuck. They haven't even gotten to college yet and Will's already meeting new people? And he must be seeing some one. Goddammit!
How did Mike not know? Will tells him everything!
He looks closer
Wait..
Is that- Is that Mikes hand? Mike lifts his hand to compare and-
Oh.
It’s his hand. Random freckles and all. His abnormally long thumb, the dot on his outer palm. Will really got it all down to the bone. How? Mike flipped back some more pages.
Holy shit.
There mike saw, a portrait of him. To a fucking tee. The faint freckles on his face, the thickness of his eyebrows, the hollow of his cheeks, Everything down to bone under his skin. Mike flipped back a couple more pages.
More portraits.
Him making different expressions.
Him smiling.
Him frowning.
Him looking in the other direction.
Him looking directly back at himself.
Woahh-
"Hey!" Will comes running down the stairs with two glasses of water. His eyes rimmed red, like he was crying? "Mike stands up, "Hey, what happeneded? Were you crying?" Will stops, setting the cups of water down on the coffee table and wiping at his eyes.
"Don't change the subject! Why're you going through my Book?" He gestures to the book in Mikes hand. "I was uh-, I was bored...?" Will snatches the book out of mikes hand and looks down at the page he was previously viewing. "Oh my god, this is so embarrassing." He sits down on the couch with the book in his lap and puts his head in his hands. the same ones he drew holding Mikes.
Mike sits down next to him and tries to put a comforting hands on his back, but failed when will pulled away. "Look, Im sorry I know I shouldn't have but-... There's no excuse. Im sorry." He lolls his head down in guilt.
When he look back up at Will to find a response, he see's his shoulders shaking and hears a sniffle. "Oh Will, Im so sorry." He goes to pull Will into a hug but he pulls away, once again.
Ouch.
"No! That was such an invasion of privacy!" He looks at Mike, "You have no idea, how hard it is to is to hide my feelings. A-and I have so many secrets, too many secrets, that I just want to tell you but..." He sniffles. "I just-, can't." He hiccuped.
"Why can't you tell me? Im- we're-... You're my best friend." Mike winced.
"Thats the problem, Mike!” Will stands up. “We’re best friends! Nothing more. But all I want is more, a-and… I can’t have that.”
“More?” Mike stands up. “Will what are you talking about-“
"I love you.”
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Pardon?
"I- wh- uh-huh?"
“I’m sorry.” Will sobs “I love you, and I need to go.” Will turns around and makes it to the bottom of the stairs when-
”Will wait.” Mike catches up to Will and grabs his wrist and comes face to face with with him.
Well almost face to face.
"Look Will I-“ Mike sighs when Will wouldn’t make eye contact with him. “Will.” He interlocks their finger together and puts a hand on his face to make Will look at him.
Will looks up at him with those huge green eyes and pouty lips. He’s so fucking cute.
But It’s time to be brave. Mike thinks.
”I know I’ve said and done some things that hurt you, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I ever made you feel like you couldn’t tell me something. I’m sorry that I’ve always sent you mixed signals.”
He puts his head down.
”I was talking to Max and she told me that I treat you like the most important thing in the world, and you are. But that really made me think and…”
He lets out a breath. I got this.
“I like boys. A boy.” He look back up at Will. “I like you Will. I love you. And I think, I’ve loved you since… Well since forever.”
He didn’t realise his thumb was unconsciously stroking Will’s cheek until he felt himself wiping warm tears away.
”I’ve loved you back when I didn’t even know what love was.”
Okay now Mike was crying.
Will sniffles. “Really?”
“Yeah really.”
Will throws himself at Mike, wrapping his arms around his torso and sobbing into his neck. Mike wraps his arms around Will’s neck and rubs at his back, nuzzling into his hair.
“I love you Will.”
”I love you too Mike.”
They pull back to look at each other. Mike’s eyes dart back and forth between Will’s beautiful greens ones, not knowing which one to look at —though both are equally beautiful. They inch closer and closer, the little bubble they had formed a steamy layer. It was until their noses were touching and their breaths were shared when-
Their lips collided.
This kiss was wet, and snotty. But it was perfect. Will was perfect. Their lips moved together slowly, like they were savouring the moment.
Will was a bad kisser. Probably because this was his first kiss, but Mike didn’t seem to mind. It was heaven. Mikes hands cupping his face, Will’s gripping at his shirt. Will has always dreamed about kissing Mike. What his lips what feel like. A little chapped, but warm. If he would be any good. Really good. What he would taste like. He figures that out when Mike bites his lip. Will gasp, allowing Mikes tongue to slip in.
Mikes tongue explores Will’s mouth. His teeth, his gums, his tongue. They slightly break apart to breath, then they go back in. Will just goes along.
He doesn’t know how long they kiss for. It’s like a bubble formed around them blocking everything out.
So that’s why they didn’t hear the basement door open. Or Karen’s yell being abruptly cut off by what’s happening at the bottom of the stairs.
But they did hear-
“Boys?”
They jumped apart.
Karen was at the the top of the stairs staring at them with wide eyes.
Will was scared of what her reaction might be when her shocked face quickly turned into a genuine smile when she saw the red eyes and dried tears on their face.
”It’s time for dinner boys. Come up.” She smiles once more and closes the door.
Will Hears her footsteps fade.
"We should uh, go eat." Mike gestures up the stairs. "Yeah, okay." Will holds his hand out for Mike —who takes it— and they both make their way up the stairs hand in hand, only until they make it to the dining room. Will sits next to Holly, who sits on the farthest end of the table. And Mike sits Next to Will. Ted sits at his usual spot at the top of the table, Karen sits at the bottom of the table, and Nancy who's staying over for the summer, is sitting across from Will.
They're close to the end of eating when Ted decides to speak, "So boys, either of you get girlfriends yet?" Mike sees will almost choke on his food but badly covers it up with a cough. Ugh, why does he have to bring this up now. "No, Dad, we don’t have girlfriends yet because we're both about to go to college in two months. We wouldn’t have time. So please, just eat your food." Mike mumbles in an attempt to get Ted to shut up. "Don't talk to me that way Micheal. Im just trying to make sure you can secure a wife for the future. And give me some grandkids while you’re at it. I know Nancy won’t give me any.” He makes his point with his fork, aiming it towards her. Will actually chokes this time.
”At least you know that much.” Nancy scoffs.
"Ted!" Karen hisses. She sees Will coughing and checks on him. "You okay sweetie?" she whispers. "Yeah, Yeah. Fine." He kindly waves her off.
“Dad, what? A wife? Really? Im eighteen dad, Im not looking for a wife! -And why do you want grandchildren?” Mike scoffs. “You barely look after your own!"
“I look after my children! I provide you food, I put a roof over your head, and I pay for your collage! And I only want you to have a wife because I want you to be normal. I want you to secure a good girlfriend. I want you have a wife that’ll cook for you, that’ll clean for you, and that’ll be willing to submit to you.”
”What-“ Mike gets cut off.
“Because I’m not gonna have my son running around with a dirty queer for the rest of his life.”
“DAD!”
“There are rumours going around. About you two.” He points between Mike and Will.
“Fuck those rumours!”
”Especially you William.”
Everyone gasps.
”How dare you drag my son into this.”
”Ted!” Karen yells but Ted doesn’t stop.
”I- I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“
”Walking around with my son wearing those skanky outfits. Making him look like he’s dating some queer whore!”
"TED! ENOUGH!" Karen screamed, "What is wrong with you!? Why do you only do this when Will comes around!? Hm!? God you are so- ugh!" She slams her hands down on the table to scoot back her chair and Get up. She picks up her plate and walk around to pick up Teds. "Hey!" He complains, "I wasn't done with that!"
"Well you are now. Get up." She balances the plates on one hand and drags Ted away with the other. "You kids finish your food!” she yells from the kitchen. Nancy speaks, “I’m sorry Will." She murmurs. “It’s fine.” He sighs.
“Are you okay?” Mike asks.
”Yeah, fine. I’m used to it.”
“You shouldn't have to be used to it.” Mike sighs, leaning back in his chair, putting a hand over his face.
When they finally finish, Everyone went to bed.
Will and Mike make their way back down stairs.
Apparently, Mike was feeling bold.
"Let's get back to what we started, shall we?" Mike says when he sits down on the couch, patting his thighs. Will giggles, "And what was that?" He teases, walking up to stand in-between Mikes legs. "This." Mike grabs wills hand and yanks him down into his lap, his thighs straddling Mikes. Will makes a startled yelp sound. "Mike-" He tries to speak when he gets cut off by Mike’s lips.
It was slow at first. Sweet. Again, Will has never had any practice with kissing before so he just lets Mike take the lead. While their mouths were moving and slotting together, Mikes hands trail up the side of wills thighs, squeezing and groping. This is were it gets spicy.
Will accidentally lets a whine slip. Mike swallows it and groans. "Fuck- Will." He brings his hands higher up and Will feels them latch onto his waist. He only gets a tights squeeze from Mikes hands as a warning before Mike flips them over. Now wills back is against the couch cushions and mike is on top of him and in between his legs.
"Mike-" Will breathes out, but Mikes cuts him off with another kiss, "Mphf-"
It's heated now. Hot Mouths moving together, Hands touching and grabbing all over. It was until mike started grinding his straining erection against Will's cunt, dragging through his folds and catching on his clit. And it was big. Will moans loudly, unleashed and free, it feels so good. Even with all the denim blocking them, each touch felt amplified and electric. Will didn't want to stop, but-
He still has a secret to keep. And if Mike grinds down and doesn't feel a penis, Will's done for.
Because Mike likes boys. And Will just got this! He can’t lose it.
"Mike," Will puts both palms on Mikes chest to break them apart. "Will? What is it? What's wrong?" He pants. He looks so wrecked. Hair tussled, lips red and puffy, slick with spit, eyes dark and dazed. Will did that. Will did that. "I-, I want to make you feel good." Will looks into his eyes. Mike smiles, "You are making me feels good." He moves down a bit to kiss and suck on Will’s jaw, then on Will’s neck. "But-ah-I want to make you feel even better."
Will fully pushes mike off of him and gets back on top. "Just let me make you feel good, yeah?" he whispers into mikes ear. Mikes grip is tight on Will's hips, But he lets up. "Yeah. O-okay."
"Did you lock the door?" Will asks. "Yeah." Mike says. 'What are you-" Mike was about to ask but cut himself off when Will slid down, knelt, and settled between Mikes legs. "Holy shit." Mike whispers. Will nudges at Mikes belt. He look up at Mike with pleading eyes, "Can I?"
"Fuck- yes Will. One-hundred times yes."
So, Will unbuckles Mikes belt, then unbuttons his pants, sliding them down simultaneously with the boxers.
Mikes cock springs out and Will finches.
”Wow.” Its huge.
"Like what you see?" Mike asks, Wiggling his eyebrows.
"Shut up. Its just big."
"Or so I've been told..."
Will rolls his eyes, “By who?” He says, taking hold of the base and stroking up.
Mikes breath hitches. "...You."
"Mhm." Will keeps stroking but its dry, so he spits on his hand. The glide is much better. Mike must think so too when he says, "Shit."
"Yeah?" Will asks.
"Yeah." Mike breathes out.
"Look, this is my first time doing this so tell me if you want me to stop or if it's bad. Okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
So with that Will takes the tip into his mouth. Mikes head falls back at the feeling of Will's hot mouth close around the tip of his cock. "Fuck." he moans. He feels will's tongue circle the head and he starts to suck.
At first Will really doesn’t seem to know what he’s doing because he was only sucking on the tip. But when he takes Mike’s hand, moves it to his hair, and says, “Guide me.” Mike feels like he’s gonna loose his mind.
”Fuck, okay.”
So Mike slightly tightens his hold on his hair and starts to gently push his head down. He doesn’t want to choke Will, but he’s so excited.
As if Will can’t already tell.
His dick is about halfway into Will’s mouth when Will gags.
He pulls Will off.
“Shit, you okay?”
”Yeah,” Will uselessly wipes at his mouth. “Keep going.”
He slowly thrust back into Will’s mouth. The heat of it is tight and wet. Like nothing he’s ever felt before. But really the only other things he’s felt is his hand so, not much to compare to. He try’s not to thrust to deep because —like he said— he doesn’t want to choke or gag Will.
But Will is making that task very hard when he keeps forcing his head down.
“Fuuck.” Mike moans.
He makes his other hand at home on the other side of Will’s head and starts to pick up pace. Only shallow thrust.
But that stops when Will starts pull off. Strings of saliva are connected from Mikes dick to Will mouth.
Shit.
When Will pulls off he continues to quickly stroke Mike as he speaks.
”I want you to go deeper, Mike. I can tell that you don’t want to hurt me, and you’re not.”
“Do you trust me Mike? Can you go deeper?”
”Y-yeah, I trust you. I’ll go deeper.” He mindlessly Nods
Will hums and goes back to sucking.
It’s when he’s slowly thrusting into Will’s mouth when he feels his dick hit the back of his throat. Will gags but he keeps taking it. He feels Will’s throat relaxing and opening around him. “Fuck, Will you’re taking it so well.”
Slowly but surely Will takes him to the hilt. Will moans, and it send vibrations down his cock.
“Oh god.”
He starts to thrust in and out of Will’s throat, feeling the soft flesh squeeze and contract around him.
He almost stops when Will looks up at him with tears steaming down his face.
Almost.
What makes him keep going is when he looks down, he sees Will reaching between his legs to… Rub? His dick? Personally he’s never rubbed on his dick like that. But yet again the sight almost made him cum on the spot.
Will; crying while choking on his cock.
Will; getting off while choking on his cock.
He thrust faster.
The wet sounds of Will’s throat being fucked and Mike’s moans fill the quiet basement.
“Shit Will. You take my cock so well.”
”Mmmhmpf.” Will moans.
”It’s like you were made for it.”
More tears fall down Will’s face.
Will’s hand moves faster on his own dick.
“You like it? Hm? Taking my cock deep down your throat?”
That punches a high pitched moan out of Will.
“Mm!”
Mike is so close. Like, right on the edge of the cliff.
”Will.” Mike grunts. “Baby. Im gonna- oh I’m gonna cum. You need to pull off.” But instead of pulling off right away, Will waits till the last second to pull off, stick out his tongue and say,
“Cum in my mouth.”
And that takes the cake. Mike cums. Hard. “Fuck!” Cum spatters on Will’s tongue, his upper lip, and a little bit on his nose.
Will continues to wring the last bits cum out of Mike until he got too sensitive.
“Tastes weird.” Will said while licking the cum off his finger he got off his nose. “That’s cum for you. You probably shouldn’t have sallowed that.” Will shrugs, “Worth it.” Mike frowns, “Did you cum?” He starts to get up, “I can help you-“ He’s cut off when Will stands up, showing the wet spot in the front of his sweat pants.
”It’s fine.”
“Oh.”
”I should go clean up.”
”I can help you.” Mike suggests
“No!” Will replied… Too quickly…
”Okay…”
”It’s just- I don’t want you to… See me yet? I’m embarrassed.”
”Why are you embarrassed? You just sucked my dick?”
”It’s small! And… Yeah.” He quickly scurried away to the bathroom.
Weird…
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