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Rain pattered on the apartment windows, seeking into the tense atmosphere of Will and Carlton’s argument.
“You need to stop talking to Mike. He clearly likes you and I’m uncomfortable with it.” Carlton said straight-forwordly, anger within his rising tone.
“Bullshit, you’re just insecure that I have friends who actually want to talk to me.” Okay. That was low; especially for him, but it’s not Will’s fault Carlton is an insufferable loser no one wants to be around.
Carlton suddenly dropped his hands to his side and curled his fists, eyebrows stitching together in fury. “Wow, you know that I’m still mad about that”. His friends stopped reaching out to him recently, and Carlton’s still salty about it.
Will just sighed and looked away, with watery eyes that seemed to always happen whenever he gets too upset. He rapidly blinked the tears that haven’t escaped away. God, he hated being so sensitive. Will ducked his head down to hide his face, embarrassment filling his cheeks in red.
Carlton gave Will one final look of irate before stomping off to their bedroom. Will quickly wiped a stray tear with his sleeve and sat down on the couch breathing deeply, paired with a long, mad sigh. He slumped back and stared at the blank television screen, letting his thoughts wander to Mike.
What was Mike doing right now? Was he thinking about Will, or maybe what to order for dinner. How long would it take for him to come over? What sounds could Will get out of him? No, no Will shouldn’t be thinking about that. He is still dating Carlton- even if they fight almost everyday and it leaves Will with sadness and dissatisfaction. So he shouldn’t, no can’t, be thinking about Mike like that.
Oh but he is, and screw it; if it’s choosing between Carlton or Mike, you know damn well he’s going to choose Mike.
The next time they fight about Mike again, Will is prepared. “I don’t know what your problem is with Mike, I know him, he isn't like that.” Okay. Maybe Will’s in denial a bit, since he’s pretty sure he saw Mike staring at his ass a couple times- but that’s besides the point.
“He totally is, and if you’re so confident he doesn’t like you more then a friend, call him- call him and say that you’re horny and want him. See him come running, put it on speaker too.” Carlton delivered his ultimatum.
Will’s heart stuttered at that. It’s going to totally blow up in his face and ruin his friendship forever. He glanced at Carlton's face, but determination was written all over it. Well, that’s unfortunate. “Carlton, you're acting crazy, i’m not doing that”.
“Oh yes, you are”. He demanded with an intense facial expression; hot, fiery anger pouring into his every look. That’s been happening a lot lately, Will observed. Whatever, he’s sick of this and it’s exhausting to be around Carlton to tell the truth. No wonder why his friends left Carl.
Will swallowed harshly and extended his hand to grab the phone on the table. His fingers trembled with anxiety and hope when he clicked open his cell phone, entering his password as his heartbeat drummed fast.
He scrolled through his recent calls to find Mike, but he was really just stalling since Mike’s profile wasn’t too far down. Eventually, Will’s inevitable doom came- so he hit call and set it to speakerphone.
The ringing boomed loudly in the room, almost taunting him at what was to happen. The ringing soon got an abrupt change, it transformed into a soft voice calling out from the other end.
“Hi, Will!” The cheery voice known as Mike’s spoke.
“Hey, Mike. Uh-” he looked up to see Carlton’s impatient, smug face. “Me and Carlton broke up-” he saw Carlton point his eyebrows to confusion, lifting to meet in the middle. “I’m really sad and I need you Mike, I need you to make me feel good. Please, Mike. I know you can fuck me better than he can.” He put as much desperation in there known to man.
Will hopes it’s not obvious that he’s wanted this for way too long. “Be there in ten.” Mike says urgently. Will doesn’t know how he is going to get there that quickly but he believes Mike due to the excited tone.
“We’re done, don’t come crawling back to me when he leaves you for a girl.” Carlton states harshly.
Whatever, screw him. Will is going to get fucked so hard he won’t be able to look at Mike without blushing. Yeah, that doesn't mean as much as he thinks it does. Before Mike comes, Will slips on some white lace panties to surprise him with. He puts short-shorts on top of the lingerie.
Mike opens the door enthusiastically, rushing to Will with arousal. Will goes towards Mike and tugs him to the bedroom. “Hi, Mike.” he says quietly. “Hey, love.” Wow, bold.
Mike pushes Will onto the bed before he starts undoing the button on Will’s denim jean shorts. He can feel the bulge underneath him, belonging to his Will. He helps Mike by taking off his long jeans, the heat in his lower stomach aching with want.
Mike’s hands halt when he brushes soft, thin, fabric just below the layer of the shorts. “Is this-” He says. “Yeah.” Will ducks his head, clearly shy about his clothing choices. “I wore it just for you,” Will adds on, gaining a sudden boost of confidence when he looks up and sees the happy smirk plastered on his lover's face.
Mike’s actions grow fast, pulling down the denim suddenly and taking it off of Will’s legs. Will doesn’t know when Mike took his own shoes and socks off but he does know that he is now mouthing at the eggshell coloured fabric, mixing spit with precum.
Will’s heart beats fast, feeling it thrumming in his fingers and more importantly, his dick. Mike leaves a kiss to the head of it through the cloth before moving onto Will’s nipples, sucking the left one while using his fingers for the other.
“P-please Mike,” Will moans and stutters out. “I’m working on it, be patient, angel.” Mike coos at him.
Will bucks his hips into Mike’s, seeking out friction when he so desperately needs it. Mike puts his hand on Will’s hip, stopping him.
Mike pulls off the panties and lifts Will’s legs over his shoulders. Mike quickly rummages in Will’s nightstand before finding lube, he spreads in on his fingers in a generous amount. He teases a finger around the ring of muscle before pushing it in. Will moans out with an immense amount of pleasure, closing his eyes while doing so. “Feels so good,” he babbles out.
Mike adds two other fingers without warning, making Will’s legs shake and spread against his will. “Ready, baby?” he asks. “Always,” Will says needy and fast.
Mike pulls his fingers out and slides himself into Will’s hole, feeling the wetness of it help guide him. “Do I make you feel good?” Mike asks. Will just nods, too caught up with the amazing feeling in him. “Answer me, baby.” he says. “Yes.” Will yells out, as Mike speeds up rapidly.
“Good, Will. You feel so good, so hot around my cock.” he says.
Mike continues slamming into Will, hitting his prostate right-on. Mike starts making more noise as Will tightens around him.
“God, you’re tight.” Mike moans to Will, who just giggles in return as a blush spreads across his cheeks.
Mike abruptly stops, putting his hands on Will’s hips to pull him atop of Mike's lap. “Ride me, bunny.” he demands. Will pouts, “no, don’t stop now.” Mike looks into his eyes, with love and lust swirling in them. “Then start bouncing.” he smirks.
Will does this despite wanting the old position back, because who was he to deny Mike?
Mike watches Will’s cheeks slide up and down his length. “Ah-ahh.” Will says as Mike hits his prostate again. Mike continues to hit his sweet spot, making aroused noises each time he touches the bundle of nerves.
“I-I’m close.” Will says. “Good boy.” Mike praises in a low voice. This sets Will off, ropes of cum spreading on Mike’s stomach while his body shudders. Mike watches the whole event and comes deep inside Will, heat filling the space of him.
“aghm,” Will cries out with exhaustion and pleasure.
They stay like this for a few minutes, catching their breaths and being with each other. “We should probably clean up.” Mike says kindly. “Shhh, just stay in bed for a little longer.” Will responds sleepy, and if Will fell asleep a few minutes later and Mike got a wash cloth to wipe up the white mess- then that’s no one's business but theirs.