Copyright 2026 by James Breitbart, all rights reserved
[1,624 words]
* * * * *Disclaimer: This story is fanfiction for the TV series Stranger
Things, the copyright for which belongs to Netflix, Inc. The
author of this story makes no claim to ownership of any characters or
concepts from this series. No profit will be obtained in any way from
this piece of fanfiction.
It was a hot summer
day in 1984, and Mike Wheeler and Will Byers had gone off into the
woods to smoke cigarettes that Mike had stolen from his mother. Their
friends Dustin and Lucas, both of whom disapproved of smoking, hadn’t
joined them. Mike and Will had gone shirtless to prevent their mothers
from detecting the smell of smoke on their clothes. Neither boy could
help stealing surreptitious glances at the other’s body, and maybe that
was why neither heard the sounds of someone else in the forest until it
was too late.
They were finally brought back to reality by the
loud sound of a twig cracking on the path in front of them. Both boys
looked up sharply to see Troy Walsh and James Dante, the biggest
bullies in the seventh grade at Hawkins Middle School, walking toward
them. Troy had a menacing look on his face.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the two losers. What were you guys doing in the woods, sucking each other’s cocks?”
James forced a laugh at the unfunny joke, and Will swallowed, fearful
that somehow Troy had figured out his secret. But Mike stepped forward
confidently. He had stopped being afraid of Troy and James after Eleven
humiliated Troy in the gym and then broke his arm. As far as Mike was
concerned, Troy was just a paper tiger.
“Get lost, Troy.” Mike started advancing on Troy, preparing for a shoving match, or at worst, a fist fight.
But Troy had a surprise in store for Mike. He reached into his backpack
and pulled out a gun, and pointed it at Mike. “Guess what, I know your
little freak friend isn’t around any more to fuck with me!”
“Mike!” Will called out nervously.
“It’s fine,” Mike stopped and raised his hands in a gesture of
surrender. He knew that Troy had him beat. “We’re just going to do
whatever he says.”
“Strip!” Troy commanded.
“What?” Will was confused by the command.
“Take your clothes off – all of them, including your shoes and socks and underwear.”
“Ok, okay,” Mike said. Not taking his eyes off Troy’s gun, he toed off
his sneakers and then took off his tube socks before unbuttoning his
shorts and removing them and his boxers in one fell swoop.
Hands shaking, Will did the same, leaving both boys stark naked on the dirt road. “What do you want from us?” he begged.
“You made me the laughingstock of the school when you got that girl to
do whatever she did to me,” Troy snarled. “Well now you’re going to be
the laughingstocks whenever everybody hears about you running around
the woods naked. James, get their clothes.”
James ran forward
and picked the clothes up off the ground, stuffing them into his
backpack. Then the two bullies got back on their bikes. Troy turned
around one more time before they rode off.
“See you…losers.”
Will waited until the two bullies were gone before saying anything. “What do we do now?”
“We’re closer to your house,” Mike said, “we have to just walk back
there and hope no one sees us.” He set off, leading the way back toward
Will’s house. Fortunately, it was early morning and the asphalt wasn’t
yet hot enough to burn the soles of their feet.
Will couldn’t
help staring at Mike’s pale bubble butt as he followed his friend down
the road. With all the adrenaline coursing through his body, he quickly
became aroused. His uncut cock jutted straight out from his body as he
walked and his balls, which had only recently descended, ached with
yearning. He tried to cover up with his hands, which only had the
effect of slowing him down.
After a few minutes, Mike realized
that Will was lagging behind and turned around to see what the matter
was. He saw Will’s hands clasped ineffectually over his crotch, his
body slightly bent as he hobbled toward Mike.
“It’s fine,” Mike said curtly. “You don’t have to cover up.”
“But…”
“The slower you go the more likely someone comes along and sees us.” As
soon as he’d said it, Mike regretted the angry tone he’d used. He was
angry at Troy and James, not Will, but Mike had a hard time controlling
his temper when he was upset and Will was extremely sensitive, which
had led to a number of misunderstandings over the years.
Will
let his hands drop to his sides and jogged for a bit to catch up with
Mike, his erect penis bouncing as he ran. Mike found this intriguing,
and his own penis began stirring to life. Although only a month older,
Mike was considerably further along in puberty than Will, with a thatch
of dark, curly hair at the base of his growing cock. Unlike Will, Mike
was circumcised, and the difference between the boys’ cocks further
piqued his interest. His cock lengthened at the sight of Will’s, but
Mike didn’t focus on his arousal.
Instead, he spent the time
vociferously cussing out Troy and James. Neither boy heard the sound of
a car approaching over Mike’s yelling until it stopped and honked the
horn.
Will and Mike whirled around to find Steve
Harrington’s red BMW parked behind them with the hazard lights on. They
tried desperately to cover themselves as the older teen got out of the
car.
“What the hell are you kids doing?”
“We’re sorry!” Will called out, but Mike was less apologetic.
“It’s Troy’s fault!”
“Troy Walsh?”
“Yeah!”
“Figures. He always was a little shit. Get in the back seat, I’ll drive you two home.”
Mike and Will gratefully climbed into the back seat of the BMW, and
Steve drove off. He didn’t ask any further questions, but he did glance
at the rearview mirror and noticed that both boys were hard. Mike was
checking out Will, but Will stared straight ahead, afraid to look. No
one would call Steve the smartest person in Hawkins, but it was obvious
to him what was going on.
Steve drove up to Will’s house and parked the car in the driveway. “Is your Mom home?”
“No,” Will answered, “she and Jonathan are both at work.”
“Okay, you know I have to tell Nancy about this.”
“Why?” Mike protested.
“Because she’ll kill me if I don’t and she finds out from someone else.
When you get a…” Steve hesitated, not sure if Mike was going to end up
with a girlfriend or a boyfriend, “…when you meet someone you’ll
understand.”
Mike sighed, heavily, but didn’t protest further.
The two boys ran up the steps, and Will pulled the spare key from under
the welcome mat to let them inside. Once the door closed behind them,
Will noticed that Mike was looking at his still-erect cock.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”
“It’s fine,” Mike said, “I’m hard, too.”
For the first time, Will allowed himself to look directly at his
friend’s cock, and confirmed that Mike was indeed fully erect. “I…” he
stammered, “do you…”
“It’s only natural,” Mike said, “maybe we can help each other out.”
“You mean…”
Without another word, Mike grabbed Will’s cock. “So, how does it work? I mean with you still having your foreskin?”
“You don’t need to use lotion or anything, you
just…oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Will groaned with pleasure as Mike
began masturbating him and after only a couple of strokes his entire
body was gripped by a dry orgasm.
“Now you do me,” Mike
whispered. Will took Mike’s cock in his hands and stroked until Mike
tensed and shot out a thin load of watery cum. “Fuuuuuck!” Mike moaned,
“that was way better than doing it to myself.”
“Yeah,” Will admitted, “I, um, I need to clean up.” Mike’s semen had gotten all over his hands, with a bit on his thigh.
They both got into the shower together and washed each other. After
cleaning their upper bodies, they realized that the soles of their feet
had gotten stained black from the asphalt. Will sat on the edge of the
tub and Mike scrubbed the dirt off his feet with a washcloth.
“Ugh, I can’t believe Troy stole my shoes,” Will complained, “we can’t
afford to buy new ones.” Mike’s family was wealthy, and they could
easily afford to buy new shoes, although he knew he was in for a
lecture from his dad about losing the old ones. Will’s family was in a
much more precarious situation financially, with Joyce struggling to
get by as a single mother and most of the money she had gotten in
exchange for silence about Will’s being taken into the Upside Down
having gone to repairs on the house. “I guess I’m going to have to go
barefoot all summer.”
“I wouldn’t mind that,” Mike said, “you have cute feet.”
“You…you think I’m cute?” Will asked tentatively.
“Yeah. I never said anything before because…I dunno, I thought it’d be
weird or something, but since we already jacked each other off, saying
it doesn’t seem so weird anymore.”
“But I thought you liked Eleven?”
“I do…but I like you, too. Can you like boys and girls at the same time?”
“Jonathan says it’s called being bi,” Will answered solemnly.
“Cool, so I guess I’m bi then.”
“Then…can we do this again? The jerking off part, not getting our clothes stolen.”
Mike smiled. “Yeah, I’d like to do this again.” He leaned in and kissed Will on the lips.