This started as a joke, with us thinking Madwheeler was stupid, but then the more we talked about it, the more we thought we could probably make it hot, though we definitely would never forget El. As we were writing it, we realized what a great story it was becoming. We also thought it would go on forever. I started putting it together on a whim but one sentence was just a "D" so I went back to see what was left out and saw that we started this story on October 5, 2018. So fitting that I'm posting the first stuff today. I'm sentimental. I can't help it. I'm posting the first 3 chapters so it's more clear that it is indeed a Mileven story. This was beyond fun and I didn't think I'd be finishing it by myself but I guess that's what will be happening. I feel blue.

Anyway, stick with it. I'm really proud of it. I wouldn't trade writing it for anything.

Rain fell heavy outside Hawkins High School in the latter part of the morning one Friday in early April. Just before the bell rang to end 3rd period, the door to the janitor's closet opened and out walked Mike Wheeler and Maxine Mayfield. He was tucking his shirt back into his pants. She wiped her mouth with her hand. She looked at him and smiled, though she knew it was forced. Mike just looked at her in disgust. Turning, they proceeded in opposite directions to their next classes, having both skipped almost the entirety of their 3rd period. Mike's cock had been in her mouth almost the whole time.

They wouldn't see each other again until lunchtime. And she'd be with Lucas and everyone else would be there.

Well, not everyone.

It had been the beginning of the 3rd period when Mike had excused himself to go to the bathroom. He hadn't returned for the rest of the period, though.

Instead, he had walked past Max's classroom and when he had noticed her sitting in the back, his head had made a jerking motion that had indicated for her to follow him.

She'd wasted no time, not even minding giving an explanation to the teacher as she stormed out of the classroom. They had strategically picked this period; none of them would have attended the same class as Lucas that hour so that had worked just fine for Max. She would never want her boyfriend to know what she had been doing with Wheeler for the last two months or so.

"What is it?" Max asked through gritted teeth as she followed him down the hall. She hated it when he wouldn't slow down so they could walk next to each other, but she understood his reasons at the same time. It would've been too risky.

She followed him anyway with a sigh until they reached the janitor's closet door and that was when he finally turned his head to look at her.

He didn't have to say anything; she already knew what he was asking for and she was willing to give it to him.

She hated herself for it, though. How this stupid, lanky weirdo managed to turn her into a complete mess and moan into the pillow as he would pound her.

It was wrong and she knew it, but she couldn't help it, either.

And the worst part was that she was still dating Lucas and he had no idea about it. She loved him, she kept telling herself that all the time, but a part of her still wanted Mike.

She wanted to feel Mike's hands on her body as he fucked her behind everyone's back. She craved attention that from him was totally lacking. Maybe she was okay with it because she was chasing for his love. Maybe once she had it she wouldn't care about him anymore. But for now, she did.

She cared so much that she just followed him inside the cramped space, closing the door behind her and crossing her arms over her chest.

She could barely find his eyes through the dark, but they were there - cold and staring into her icy ones.

"What do you want?"

She already knew the answer to that, but she wanted to hear it from him.

When El never came back it had done something to Mike. It had changed him. He knew that he would always love her more than anyone else and he was sad a lot. But he was also angry and also a teen male. He knew that Max kind of had a crush on him, even though she was dating Lucas. One part of him felt guilty for what he was doing but the other part of him couldn't seem to get enough. He found out quickly that it turned him on to know he was using her, watching her suck his cock, fucking her when he could, being sneaky. It all made it hotter.

Now they were in the closet and his dick was hard and he wanted to make her gag on it. He wasn't exactly sure what his problem with her was. She was perfectly nice and funny and good looking. She just wasn't El. So he felt like he needed to take his anger about that out on her a little.

"I want to feel the back of your throat with the head of my dick. You need to put it in your mouth. Make that happen."

Max's insides churned at Mike's firm tone. Her pussy was starting to react already, throbbing at the thought of choking on Mike's cock in the janitor's closet like she had already done a few times before.

But that didn't stop her from giving him a hard time. She had stuck around for the few moments of him being kind to her, but this was certainly not one of them.

Narrowing her eyes, she took a step closer to him and whispered. "Say the magic word, Wheeler."

The tone she was using pissed him off but he didn't know why, and then not knowing why pissed him off more.

"Magic word? How about NOW?"

Mike grabbed her hands and placed both of them on his already throbbing dick which was still locked inside his jeans.

"Just fucking say it, asshole," Max spat back but she didn't pull her hands away from Mike's.

Instead, she let them rest over his obvious bulge, cupping his shaft with her right hand while the left one squeezed his balls a little tighter than she probably should have. He might have been a dick to her, but she was willing to play this game and not back off.

"Fuck. Okay. Please suck my cock."

He watched her start to unzip his pants, feeling her hands tease him as she did. She was smirking and he wanted to slap her but he didn't. Instead he got ready, finally feeling his cock being enveloped by her lips. She was still teasing him, only licking the head and playing with his balls. Mike's hands went to either side of her face, his long fingers being gentle. He brushed her fiery hair away so he could have a better view. He was being gentle so when he made his next move he knew she'd be caught off guard. Without warning he shoved his cock down her throat.

"Gag for me. Gag on my cock."

Max's eyes shot wide open as Mike's swollen tip hit the back of her throat violently. It hurt so bad she panicked for a second, but then she realized the perpetrator was none other than the school's stupid nerd. He could easily overpower her, but it didn't scare her at all and especially not now when he was so aggressive and mean all of a sudden. It pissed her off.

Pressing her palms flat onto his denim covered thighs, she managed to pull away from his cock and cough violently. It took her a few seconds to recover, but when she did she grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed it as hard as she could.

"Do that one more time and I'll bite your dick off."

She was serious and threatening in the usual Maxine way that everyone was familiar with.

But seeing Mike have no reaction made her panic on the inside a little. She didn't want to lose him. She kept giving him a lot of chances because she knew that deep down he was just a wounded animal. Just like her. Maybe their reasons were different and maybe she would've had no idea about his if it hadn't been for their friends, but she wanted to fix it anyway. She wanted to make him forget about El once and for all.

"Warn me next time," she added a lot softer this time, letting go of her tight grip on his cock before working her hand up and down. Her lips wrapped around his head again and she eased her way forward until she almost reached his balls, her arms going slack on either side of her body as she started sucking Mike's cock eagerly.

She made sure it was coated with her saliva as she bobbed her head back and forth, the slurping sounds echoing through the small room only making her pussy throb harder.

Mike had gotten what he wanted. She had gagged on his cock. Now she was slurping away and he liked how it sounded. He closed his eyes and imagined it was someone else doing it though. He imagined what her hair would look like now. Surely it would have grown quite a bit. He imagined it was her mouth he was feeling, her tongue expertly licking his shaft and teasing the tip as her fingers gripped him and stroked him in time with her sucking.

Then he opened his eyes and for a split second he was surprised to see it wasn't her at all. He was looking down at Max; at his best friend's girlfriend.

Instead of letting himself feel guilty he pushed the thoughts away, concentrating on the facts at hand. He decided to be scientific about it. He was Mike fucking Wheeler after all.

"You're sucking my cock while we're at school. While we're supposed to be in class. They're all learning and you have a mouthful of my dick."

He started with the where and what.

"We're in the fucking janitor's closet and you're going down on me like you need it to breathe. Do you like my dick that much? You're a slut for it, that's for sure."

He figured that was the why.

"And I'm totally going to cum in your mouth. I want you to swallow it all. But not just yet. Keep sucking me like that. I like it when I feel your lips brush against my balls."

That was the how. The when remained to be seen. He knew it wouldn't be too long though. Max may irritate him and piss him off for reasons he was still unclear on but one thing was certain. Max Mayfield could suck cock like a pro.

Mike's words turned her on, it made her feel all fuzzy whenever he degraded her that way. Lucas would never do it and a twisted part of her craved it.

She had figured it was related to her being verbally and emotionally abused throughout her life that a sick part of her was still attracted to the humiliation aspect, but she had gotten used to it.

Even so, she wasn't going to let Mike have the upper hand. She had a few things in mind to tell him about how lame he was. She didn't actually think so low of him, but she hated to think that he could get away with being rude to her without getting a taste of his own medicine. That would have to wait, though.

She couldn't say anything now, not when her mouth was stuffed with his thick cock as he would rhythmically jam it down her throat with every thrust.

She sat down on her knees obediently, waiting for him to finish inside her mouth so she could swallow every drop. His taste was something she had gotten to love more than anything over time and she was more than eager to swallow every bit of his bitter cum.

Her hands went up to his through the dark and she guided them over either side of her head. It was her usual way of telling him he could fuck her mouth while she would stay still and endure it all.

Mike didn't have time to feel bad for being a little mean to her because when she touched his hands with her own he knew that meant he could do whatever he wanted. He knew it wasn't exactly right to take advantage of how she seemed to want to be dominated and humiliated because of her harsh upbringing but he'd be lying if he said it didn't turn him on more to use her, to degrade her even.

And friends don't lie.

He started thrusting in more, kind of loving how she instinctively kept her teeth out of the way while her lips still formed a vacuum seal around his cock and her tongue continued to glide along his shaft, swirling and circling.

"I'm gonna cum in your mouth. I want you to swallow it, Max. Swallow it all. Don't stop sucking until I'm completely empty. Hum if you can do that."

Max's hum reverberated around Mike's cock in an instant. She hated how eager it came off, but there was no turning back at that point. All she could do was brace herself for the rough thrusts that were going to come.

She tried to keep her eyes attached to Mike's face as he orgasmed. He was always so incredibly sexy and today was no exception. His nose was scrunched up, his eyebrows furrowed as he kept his eyes closed and his lips were parted in a way that only made her cunt throb harder.

She waited for him to finish inside her mouth before she could suck him again, swallowing every drop of his acid cum until he stopped shaking.

That was when she started bobbing her head up and down his sensitive shaft, making sure to clean it thoroughly before they went back to the real world. But until then, she gripped Mike's cock and milked it dry, sucking onto the swollen head and smirking at how cute he looked, all spent and overly sensitive.

"Did I meet your expectations, Wheeler?" She asked as she tucked him back inside his jeans. She was aware that he could easily do that by himself, but she felt the need to be nice to him. Maybe he'll reciprocate it, she thought to herself.

Still breathing heavily and recovering from just having cum so hard down her throat, Mike grunted.

"That'll do for now. Next time I'm gonna fuck you though. You're so quick to go down on me here, what won't you do?"

He knew he should probably be at least cordial to her after the blowjob she'd just given him but he couldn't stop being an asshole to her. She had even redressed him, tucking his spent cock back into his boxers and zipping him back up. Still he was cold.

"You're good at sucking cock. I'll give you that."

They were about to leave the closet.

Max only huffed in response. She wished she could just hate him and tell him to go fuck himself, but she couldn't. His approval was something she had constantly sought for since day one and it pained her to realize she hadn't gotten it yet.

So she became just as bitter, remembering his little monologue from earlier.

"You said I'm a slut but don't get it twisted, nerd. You're the side piece and that kind of makes you my slut. I mean...at least I'm in a relationship," she faked a smile and brought her hand to Mike's smooth cheek. She wanted to lean in and just kiss him, but she bit her tongue and tapped the soft skin instead. "Unlike you," she added, her tone bitter.

They both knew she was referring to how incapable he was of getting over El and of being in a real relationship. He was going to be angry, she figured, but he deserved it this time.

Mike could feel his blood start to boil. Just her simple insinuation of El; it made his heart rate increase. Without realizing it he had balled his hands into fists. He stepped close to her, looking down at her, his nose almost touching hers. If someone had seen them they would assume the two were about to kiss.

Mike tried to keep himself together, saying each word slowly and deliberately.

"Don't you ever talk about her. You could never be even remotely as good as her and I don't want to ever even hear you speak her name. Do you understand? Am I being clear?"

At some point time during his speech he had moved his hands to her upper arms and he was squeezing tighter with each word.

The look on Max's face brought him back to himself and he frowned and let go of her.

"Just…please don't ever talk about her. Not in some way to try to hurt me. It hurts enough already that she's not here."

His voice was soft now, full of longing and pain.

Max was horrified. In the short amount of time she had gotten to know Mike so intimately he had never done something like this before. She knew Eleven was a touchy subject, but she would have never expected him to snap like that.

It pained her emotionally and physically. His words stung so much she tried to fight back tears and his fingers clutched to her skin so harshly she didn't know how to react at first.

As she was about to tell him to back off before she would punch him in the nose, he pulled away and she could feel so clearly how much he was hurting.

She knew what missing someone meant. It might not have been the same, but she missed her father more than anything and it struck her then that she wouldn't want anyone even remotely mentioning him.

It was obvious it was the same for Mike, but it was still unfair how he always chose to treat her.

"Get. Over. It."

Her jaw was clenched as she whispered the words before pushing him away and leaving the janitor's closet first, with Mike closely behind her.

She didn't let the pain show, though. A fake smile formed on her features as she wiped her mouth one last time and strutted to her locker.

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As the bell for lunch rang the students started spilling out of their classrooms.

The Party sat together like they always did. Lucas and Dustin were the first to their table. They were first on most days.

"I'm just saying, it could happen. I mean look at what Eleven could do." Dustin was trying to make a point to Lucas.

"Dude! Watch out. You can say that now but when Mike gets here you have to zip it. I know that powers are possible. We all do now. But you can't remind him of her. He's having a hard time still and it's been like almost five years."

They sat at their table waiting for the rest of their friends.

Max made her way to the lunch table. She was by herself, just like she always was if her group of friends, including her boyfriend, wasn't around.

When she had almost reached Dustin and Lucas, she ran into Will and Mike making their own way through the cafeteria.

She became rather angry all of a sudden as she remembered her earlier conversation with Mike after sucking him off. It hurt to know she was still nothing to him compared to Eleven, but she would never show it.

Not even now when she deliberately pushed Mike out of her way so she could sit next to Lucas. It took all of her willpower to keep a straight face as Mike stumbled forward and almost spilled his tray before she sat down next to her lover.

"Hey."

Her voice was soft. Lucas had that effect on her, being able to bring her soft side to the surface and make her less grouchy. She smiled at him before leaning in to capture his lips in a kiss.

Mike was out of her peripheral vision, but she just hoped he was watching them.

Mike saw the entire exchange and tried to nonchalantly watch Lucas to see if he seemed like he thought anything was off about Max's kiss. She had just had a mouthful of Mike's own cum after all.

"Hey, Lucas, do you want to play D&D this weekend?" He addressed his question to the others too. "Dustin? Will? What do you say?" While he was asking the guys he was looking at Max; his eyes silently telling her what he really wanted.

Max squinted her eyes at Mike's proposal. He'd always do that, purposefully leaving her out of the picture and never asking her if she wanted to come over as well.

Everyone was used to it by now because they thought they knew how Mike felt about Max. More often than not he didn't mean any harm, they figured. He just still had a hard time coping with their childhood trauma and Max happened to join the Party at an unfortunate moment. That didn't exclude her from their activities. It was a silent agreement that she would always be there with them as Lucas' girlfriend and as their friend. It just happened that Mike never really addressed her.

"I'm in," Will mumbled through a mouthful of food.

Before Lucas could reply, Max intervened.

"We might be busy, nerd."

Her hostile attitude didn't go unnoticed by the others, but she didn't bat an eye as she wrapped her arms around Lucas and kissed his neck, making eye contact with Mike for a split second.

A/N: This story is pretty much finished, I'm just going to add a few chapters to transition better. I'm not going to post it all at once. It's pretty long already though.