Mike lays spread out on his bed, horny and frustrated. He’s home alone so he can do whatever he wants to get off, but nothing he can think of is doing it for him; he’s so sick of just hanking his dick and cumming every time he gets a hard-on. He needs a girl or something, that’s how guys usually get off, right? He never did it with Eleven but that’s out of the question since they’ve been broken up for two months now.
After thinking on it for a while, he suddenly has an idea. His best friend, Will. He’s gay so he’d be okay with it, right? he thinks to himself; so, he springs from his bed, lunges for the phone on his desk, and dials up Will’s house.
“Hello? Who’s this?” Joyce asks on the other end.
”Hey, Miss Byers! It’s Mike! Is Will there?”
”Oh yeah, he’s just in his room, I’ll get him for you.”
The phone goes silent for a moment before Will speaks. “Hey, Mike! What’s up?”
“Hey! I was wondering if you’d wanna come over? Everyone is out today and I was getting bored haha.”
”Oh yeah, sure, I got nothin’ goin’ on right now.”
”Cool,” Mike smiles to himself.
“Cool. Over in 5,” Will confirms.
Mike has been standing at his front door for what’s felt like hours bouncing on his heels, his dick hard and aching, when he finally hears the doorbell. He doesn’t hesitate to swing the door wide-open, looking at will with a huge smile.
”Hey, Mike!” Will greets Mike nervously, unnerved by the wide grin on his face.
”Hey! Come on in!” Mike urges. “Let’s go downstairs, I got a new game for my Atari!”
They head down to the basement and sit down on the couch.
Will is just about to ask about the new game when Mike puts a hand on his thigh. Wll jerks his head up, shocked. “Uhm, Mike, what-?”
He’s cut off by Mike’s lips against his own, kissing him firm and rough. Will pushes away, his face beet red and beginning to sweat. “Mike, what the hell?!”
Mike doesn’t say anything, instead taking Will’s hand and pressing it against his boner. Will looks down at Mike’s clothed crotch and pulls his hand away, disgust written all over his face. Mike grins and kisses him again, pushing him down on the couch and grinding his dick into Will’s leg.
”Mike! Stop it!” Will shouts and tries to push Mike away, tears forming in his eyes.
“God, Will, just let me do this, I need this,” Mike sighs, exasperated. He flips Will over, pulls down Will’s pants, and unzips his own.
Will scrambles under him, tears streaming down his face as he breathes heavily, “Mike, please, Mike, no.” He’s on the verge of a panic attack when he feels something hard and wet against his hole, slowly pressing in, and he screams and thrashes, trying to get away.
Mike puts a hand over Will’s mouth and presses down on the small of his back to keep him still. “Stay still,” he commands coldly and when he bottoms out, Will’s shriek is muffled by Mike’s hand.
Mike moves his hand from Will’s mouth and begins to move, letting out a groan of pleasure as his dick is finally getting attention.
Will writhes and sobs under him, choking on his cries and snot. He grips the fabric of the couch, his knuckles turning white. Mike’s pace increases, slamming his tip as deep as possible into Will’s insides.
“Fuck, Will. You’re so warm and tight,” he praises. “God I love your hole.” Mike reaches around Will’s body to grab his cock. “Aw, poor thing, you’re dripping!” Mike teases. “You’re so hard! such a slut for dick, aren’t you?”
“N- no!” Will whimpers as Mike begins stroking up and down his length.
“God, Will, you’re taking me so well,” he moans, snapping his hips. “Dont deny it, you love this, fag.”
Will gasps, choking on his spit, “Mike- Why.” He rubs his eyes and tries to wipe away the tears clouding his vision.
Mike speeds up stroking Will’s cock and fucks deeper into him, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”
”No, no, no, no, Mike, not inside, please, Mike” Will begs, scrambling underneath Mike all over again and, to his horror, he feels himself getting close, too.
Mike slams as deep as possible inside his friend as he comes. Will screams under Mike as his own orgasm washes over him.
Mike pulls out, cum leaks out of Will’s gaping and abused hole. Mike notices a bit of red, too, and behind his initial guilt, he feels pride for what he’s done. He’s WIll’s first and always will be.
He flips Will over and strokes his cheek. Will’s eyes are out of focus and he looks completely fucked-out with cum smeared on his belly and his lips bitten raw and bleeding.
”You poor thing, you took me so well, Will,” Mike hugs him, “Can you forgive me?”
”Okay…” Will whispers, barely present.
“Thank you, Will,” Mike strokes his hair and Will wraps his arms around Mike, clinging to him as he drifts in and out of consciousness.