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Mike looks up, eyes wide. His ears turn a brilliant shade of red. “Oh. I was, um– I was talking to…” Mike takes a long pause, then screws his eyes shut and tips his head back. He lets out a mumbled string of words that Will doesn’t catch.
“Huh?”
“I said,” Mike says, speaking louder and opening his eyes, “hisnameisWill.”
For a long, long moment, it’s completely silent. The bunny’s nose twitches. Will stares at Mike, uncomprehending, and Mike stares back at him, his jaw clenched. Somewhere outside, the wail of an ambulance nears and then fades.
“Um…” Now it’s Will’s turn to trail off. He has no idea how to respond to that. He has no idea how to even process that. “You named your rabbit… Will?”
Or: the appropriate response to discovering that your estranged childhood best friend named his depression pet after you.
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18 Sep 2026
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He started to move, to rock his hips, to chase that pleasure that he knew was just out of reach, but Mike's hands settled firmly on his hips, holding him completely still.
"Stay," Mike commanded, his voice firm. "Just stay like this. Let me finish my book."
Will froze, a confused sound escaping him.
Mike chuckled softly, reaching over to the nightstand to grab the novel he'd been reading last night. "You don't have to do anything," he reiterated, one of his hands coming up to stroke soothingly up and down Will's back. "Just be good for me and keep my cock warm."
Or: Will's not coping too well with exam season, luckily Mike has a solution.
Can be read on it's own/standalone.
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- Part 2 of Hung Mike
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17 Sep 2026
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"My first time was... intense," he started, a dreamy look crossing his face. "It was with Mike, obviously. We'd been... figuring things out for a while, but the night we properly got together we just went for it. And he's..." Will trailed off, searching for the right word. He glanced around the circle, his friends listening with rapt attention. "Well, he's not exactly... small."
A chorus of "Ooohs" and knowing giggles went up.
"No, seriously," Will insisted, his cheeks flushing pink. "It was a lot. He was so gentle and careful, but the stretch... God, it was like I was being split open in the best possible way. I could feel him everywhere, all at once. It was almost too much, but I didn't want it to stop. I felt so fucking full. It was like he was reshaping me. God, it was perfect."
The silence was broken by a chorus of "Oh my God" and a playful shove from Charlie. "Will! You absolute size queen! I knew it!"
Or: Will really wants to be fucked by two of Mike's massive cock, luckily they figure something out.
Can be read on it's own/standalone.
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- Part 3 of Hung Mike
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17 Sep 2026
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“Okay,” Mike said slowly, trying to keep his voice calm, “we’ll figure it out step by step. No pressure. I’ll… I’ll help you practice control, see how far you can go without, you know, frying the house.”
Will peeked up at him, just enough to see the shy smile tugging at Mike’s lips. “I… I don’t even know if that’ll work,” he admitted, voice soft. “What if it doesn’t? What if it just keeps happening?”
Mike shook his head firmly. “It will work. And if it doesn't, we’ll find something else. We always do.”
Will’s lips quirked in the faintest hint of a smile. “You’re right. We always do.”
Mike leaned forward, careful not to crowd him, “First we need to try to find a way to turn the lights back on. Reverse what you did. Do you think you can–” He gestures towards Will’s crotch, a blush crossing his cheeks, “--Go again?”OR: Will finds himself unable to control his new powers when he gets aroused. Every time he gets "excited," strange things happen with the power. He tries to convince himself it's a coincidence, but when he finishes, and the power goes completely out, he begins to panic.
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17 Sep 2026
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Halfway through the song, he heard him whisper, “Anyone would be lucky to be your date.”
Will didn’t know what to say. He ripped his gaze down to his chin, finding comfort in hiding away in any way he could.
“You’re only saying that because you’re my best friend,” Will projected, a frown beginning to sneak its way in.
“No,” Mike rejected, his eyebrows almost meeting in the middle as they scrunched together, pulling away from him to extend them into a straight line, keeping them conjoined as he flicked his other hand in the air before coming back in to spin Will gently. “I’m saying that because I know it for a fact.”
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a 50s Byler au, in which Will awaits for a love he believes will never be his.
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16 Sep 2026