Will panicked and slid off the bed to crawl under it like a soldier. He scooted his body furthest away from the door while still being covered. He was surrounded by musty clothes and tried not to think about spiders that could be lurking in them.
Mike cleared his throat above him, "Yeah, I'm here. I'm getting dressed though."
"Oh, okay honey. Get dressed and come downstairs for dinner," Karen's voice was slightly muffled behind the bedroom door.
"Can Will join us for dinner?" She already knew they were dating, but that didn't mean he wanted to be seen naked with her son. Too bad they didn't have time to cuddle naked in the afterglow.
"Of course he can. Does he need a ride over here?"
"He doesn't need one because he's actually in the..uhh bathroom!"
Will covered his mouth to stifle his laugh, it came out more of a snort instead. Mike's never been a good liar, but he didn't completely lie and say he wasn't here at all.
Will could hear Karen's light footsteps moving away from the door and downstairs. The bed creaked and Mike's face was upside down looking at him with a smile. His shaggy hair grazed the hardwood floors. He couldn't resist the urge to kiss that adorable smile of his. Although, couldn't at that angle, so he opted to lightly kiss the tip of his nose instead.
"OK, that was a close call," Will said with a smile.
"Right? I wasn't sure if I locked my door or not. I tried not to shit myself when she knocked." Mike's face was starting to become a little red. From either blood pressure of being upside down or blushing, he wasn't sure.
Will crawled out from under the bed and suddenly felt his ass smacked a little. He made a small yelp at the sudden smack to his bare ass.
He stood up, dusted himself off and rubbed the ass cheek that was just assaulted, "You dick."
"I didn't hear you complain about it earlier," Mike got off the bed and groped his dick smugly in his direction.
"If I recall correctly, you begged me to fuck you with mine," Will retorted back with a smirk. Will made a thrusting motion with his hips towards Mike, his cock started to swell up again.
Mike licked his lips and groaned, "Fine. Let's call it a tie. We both equally like each other's dick in each other's ass."
They both looked at each other and laughed. Will pointed at mike's stomach, "You should probably wipe that off before we head downstairs." Mike looked down with a grimace and turned around to grab the towel they used on the bed.
Will gave a quick, but audible smack to Mike's exposed ass. He whipped around silently with a red face, one hand holding the towel, the other hand covered his dick.
"What's wrong?" Mike was unusually quiet.
"Huh? Oh , it's nothing," Mike used the towel to wipe off the cum from his stomach. Mike missed a spot on his chest. Will took the bottom end of the towel to wipe it off, as he did he grazed Mike's hardening dick.
Will smirked at Mike when realization struck him, "Oh, what's this?" he grabbed mike's cock in a loose grip, "Do you like having your ass slapped?"
"I don't have any idea what you're talking about?" Mike pulled his cock out of his loose grip and bent down to grab his underwear and jeans. He slipped them on and threw on his shirt.
Will followed Mike's example and put his clothes back on. The were about to walk out the door when Will grabbed Mike's right ass cheek and gave a firm squeeze.
Will pressed into Mike's back and whispered,"You're ass looks nice in those jeans, Mikey."
Mike's body shuttered, "Now I gotta adjust my dick. Thanks Will," Mike whispered back.
"Let me help you," Will reached around in front of Mike's jean waistband and slipped his hand into his underwear to grab his dick.
Mike started to get hard in his hand, so Will tried to adjust it towards his waistband with some difficultly, "Ow that kinda hurts. It doesn't usually bend that way. Plus, you touching me is just making me harder."
Will pulled his hand out of Mike's underwear and jeans, "Think about something gross then."
"Like what?"
"Ummm….your mom naked?"
"Hey, that's mean."
"Hmmm...a naked Demogorgon."
"Aren't they already naked?"
"Then a Demogorgon in a thong...a Demo-thong-on if you will."
"That's an imagine I didn't need or was it? Anyway, boner killing thought identified. Let's eat, I'm hungry."
"Oh, we should wash our hands before we head down," Will suggested.
They went in the restroom together to wash up. Mike grabbed the soap and lathered his hands and rinsed them off. Will did the same and saw Mike's reflection in the mirror. Mike was holding his fingers up to his nose and sniffing them.
Will snorted, "What the hell?"
Mike put his hand down and looked at him in the mirror, "I'm making sure they don't smell like ass," he said with a smile.
Will smirked and turned around to put his wet fingers right under Mike's nose, "What about mine?" Will asked.
Mike grabbed his hand and sniffed like a dog with his nose between his fingers, "It doesn't smell like caca to me, señor."
Mike could smell familiar taco seasonings in the air as he make his way down the stairs with Will. There were a couple of paper bags on the table with the Taco Bell logo on the side of them. Mike walked over to his mom, she was wearing her purple yoga pants and matching long sleeve shirt. She even had some yellow sweatbands on her wrists. Her hair tied up in a loose ponytail.
Mike gave her a quick hug, "Thanks mom. I thought you went to your book club?"
"I did, but afterwards one of my friends suggested we try out a new yoga studio that opened up nearby. She even bought me these clothes they sold there too," she made a little pose to show off her new clothes.
"I think Mike could use some yoga clothes too. He told me how much he likes yoga. It's so nice that he has such a healthy hobby that helps keeps his limbs flexible. I wanted to thank you for making sure he stays flexible. I wouldn't want him to hurt himself in gym class from stretching."
Mike turned to stare at Will's sly smirk, he couldn't believe he just said all that to his mom. His face felt like it was on fire. Mike guessed this is payback for groping Will under the table during breakfast.
Mike sat down and started pulling out the paper plates that were in the Taco Bell bags to place on the table. Two can play at that game, "Will said he wanted to get into a more healthy routine too. He wanted to get into yoga. So, he needs some yoga clothes too, right Will?"
Will sat beside Mike and rubbed his reddening face, "Yeah. It wouldn't hurt to be more limber so I don't hurt myself in gym class too."
His mom sat across the table and began taking out some wax paper wrapped tacos on their plates then hers.
"Are you two alright? Are you guys feeling under the weather? Both your faces are pretty red," his mom leaned forward to place the back of her hand on his forehead.
"We're not sick. Just a little hot though," he pulled the front of his shirt back and forth to cool himself off.
Mike unwrapped his taco and took a bite. He moaned as the delicious taste of taco bell meat and seasonings hit his taste buds. Will took a bite of his own taco and hummed in appreciation.
"Thank you, Karen. It's delicious. Thank you for having me for dinner."
Mike's mom took a couple of bites of her own taco and wiped her mouth with a napkin, "You're welcome, Will. You're always so polite, unlike someone I know." She looked at Mike with a playful glare and then smiled, "You made a good choice, honey."
"What choice?" Mike said with a mouthful of taco, some pieces fell out his mouth and onto the paper plate below.
"Remember to swallow before talking," Will said as he placed some napkins in front of him.
Will licked his lips when he said that, causing Mike to suddenly choke on his food. He pounded his chest as he tried to clear his airways. Mike grabbed the napkins that Will was still holding out for him, like he knew this would happen. He coughed some bits of food in the napkin and gasped for air as Will gently patted his back.
"See? This is why you should swallow before talking, right Mikey?" He glared at Will and he just gave him a big smile in return.
"Maybe you should show me more about swallowing sometime, Will?" He leaned over to whisper and gave Will a shit eating grin. Will's face flared up like a ripe tomato.
"Oh, I get it now. You guys aren't getting a cold, more like you guys caught the love bug. Stop flirting and finish your dinner before it gets too cold. They don't taste that good cold," Mike and Will pulled away and avoided looking at each other. Mike's mom laughed and continued to finish her food as they ate in embarrassed silence.
The finished eating and thanked her again for the food. Mike stood up and motioned for Will to follow him upstairs. He walked up the stairs and felt some stickiness in between his ass cheeks as he went up the steps.
"You go on ahead, I need to use the restroom," Mike opened his bedroom door for Will.
"Taco Bell already passing through you?" Will chuckled.
Mike wasn't sure if his mom could hear him or not, but to make sure he said quietly, "Ummm...I think something from you is."
"What?" Will's brows frowned in confusion.
"You know," Mike pointed down at Will's crotch.
"Oh," Will's face went from understanding to a little grin. "Would if be weird that I find that kinda hot?"
"Oh my god, I corrupted little Will."
"Can I see?"
"No, you can't watch me poop, ya weirdo," Mike gave him a little shove.
Will pulled him into the bedroom and locked the door, he stepped closer to Mike, "Not to see you poop, you idiot. I just wanna spread that adorable ass of yours and see my cum leaking out of you."
Mike felt blood rush to his dick, "And here I thought I was the pervy one,"
Will bit his bottom lip, "So, is that a yes?"
He swore most of the blood in his brain went to his dick, "Sure, why not?"
Will wasted no time and unbuttoned Mike's jeans and pulled them down to his feet. He stepped out of them and kicked them away. Will carefully pulled his briefs waistband over his hard cock and down his long pale legs. He stepped out of them using Will's shoulder as support.
Will was kneeling down and grabbed both cheeks with his hands and gave them a firm squeeze. Mike moaned and covered his mouth when he remembered that his mom is downstairs. He twisted around awkwardly to see Will's face close to his ass as he spread Mike's cheeks apart.
"Wish I had one of Jonathan's camera to take a picture," Will said in awe.
"Sounds like a great plan, until the people at the photo shop develop the pictures," Mike chuckled out loud.
"So you're saying I should get my brother to help me with the pictures instead?"
"Maybe you could draw me like one of your French girls?" Mike shook his butt at Will, making him lose his grip on his ass.
"That's actually not a bad idea," he spread open his cheeks again and Mike felt his finger brush against his asshole. Mike gasped when Will wiggled a finger in there. He started to pant as Will added another finger and pushed in and out of him with relative ease.
"Oh fuck, feels great," he felt something leaking down his thigh, so he looked to see a trail of cum. How much of Will's cum was inside him right now? The thought made his cock twitch and leak out some precum.
Mike's stomach began to rumble uncomfortably, "You should stop, Will."
"I thought it felt good?" Will didn't stop, but continued to finger him.
His stomach made a loud rumble, "I think that Taco Bell is about to make an exit." Will pulled his fingers out of him and Mike clenched his cheeks. Will stood back up and looked at Mike with worry.
He was suddenly hit with the strong urge to use the restroom and he was worried he'd shit himself trying to put on some pants. So, he decided to fuck it and quickly unlocked the door. He glanced both ways with his head out. The coast was clear, so he waddled butt naked with just his shirt and socks on to the restroom. He could hear Will laughing at he opened and shut the restroom door and landed on the toilet.
