I do not own this show or anything, and I just wanted to note that this fanfiction does not lead with the events in the show, exept for some details. Like the flirt, and Mandy being Ian's bestie, and more or less. And I also wanted to note Ian is no older than 15, threw out the whole story, and he will remain that age too. And of course, Mickey is the older boy, the top boy, who dropped out of highschool. Thanx, that's all, please leave reviews on what I should do better.
5.
The first time Mickey saw Ian naked, or without his shirt and just a pair of shorts was n accident, he was just roaming around Mandy's school when he found himself in the gym heading towards the locker room, and he almost lost his shit. Those things were skinny and small and lithe, but curvy too like how a girls would be, like Angie. His caves were nicely shaped too, but his feet were bony and looked small, in shoe size. And speaking of skinny, Ian was cute, but Mickey almost felt sick, like barfing, and crying at the same time. It was sort of sickening, Ian was small, skinny and lithe, but he was so skinny that his ribbed showed, each bone practically visible to count. His stomach curved in terribly so, and when he leaned over or bent his skin would stretch over, looking jagged, But then when he turned around, Mickey didn't know which was sadder, because his spine popped out, and now the Mickey saw all of him, he felt like he was looking at a skeloton. Because has nobody noticed this, even his cola bone stuck out too much and his arms looked far too small, and his fingers looked more liked twigs then just thin, pianist looking fingers.
"Dafaqu, do you eat anything?" Mickey asked without really thinking, because this was unhealthy the way he looked. Ian turned around quickly trying to see who came in, because everyone else was supposed to be outside playing soccor. And as he saw who it was, Mickey Milkovich, he quickly began to look for his shirt. But before he could do anything, Mickey was up in his personal space and grabbing onto his wrists with each hand. "I do eat, of course, I'm actually told that I eat a lot sometimes, too. " Mickey raised an eyebrow and gestured to Ian's body with a shake of his head. " Im actually sorta chubby, too In case you haven't noticed." Ian said then, gesturing to his body too.
" That is utter bull*hit, and you know that too. So you better shut, the ef' up and start explaining this crap." Mickey tightened his grip, physically causing the redhead gasp in pain. But Mickey was on a roll so he inwardly apoligized. Ian opened his mouth to reply but the gym teachers whistle could be heard, so Mickey dropped Ian's wrist and let Ian pick his t-shirt and pull it over his head and scramming out the doors with one of his sneakers untied.
6.
After the confirmation in the bathroom Mickey felt that the ginger was purposely avoiding Mickey, and not it seemed like he wasn't really confirming that Mickey was there when he was with Mandy. But then when Mickey went into the pervy owners convince store and over heard that doctor Ned he couldn't collect himself.
" What're you doing all the way on the south side? " Ian had asked when the doctor came in the store, and damn, Mickey thought, was he obvious.
" I came to get me a snack, some chips, and maybe me some ginger snap tonight ." Mickey watched threw one of the isles as the older man put a bag of chips on the counter, and then very seductively leaned in closer and hushed into the Gingers ear. Poor "ginger snap," so obvious and confused. Unable to keep away anymore, and keep letting this old creep, even creepier the the store owner, terrorize Ian, Mickey decided to stop it.
"The hell you f**king creep, don't go terrorizing innocent little school boys, you sick phedo." Now this caught his attention, both of the male's there, especially the little one. "Mickey Milkovich, how good to see you. Again, with no blood or violent circumstances this time, But, I must ask, why accuse me of something that I haven't yet done." Oh-hi-ho, Mickey noticed the yet, and maybe so did Ian, because he had a blush covering his cheeks and his ears where turning red. (But Mickey still bets he would look better with a blush that was even more radiant from giving Mickey a blowjob, with those pink, plump-looking lips of his).
"Here's your recite, Sir. Have a nice day." Ian said holding out the slip of paper, "You too, ginger snap. " The elder of the three said as he took the paoer, fingers lingering on the gingers wrist before leaving. "Damn. " Is what Mickey thinks, but apparently not thinking as to saying it out loud. "What do you mean?"
'So innocent,' Mikey is leaning over the counter and putting his hand on the backside of Ian's neck ad 0pulling him close. "Be careful next time, especially with him. And next time if someone asks if they're "hoping for some ginger snap" or whatever, say that there is none. Okay? And one more thing, don't let anyone, no-one, and I will find out if you do, touch you like this." With that Mickey left, satisfied with the blush covering the youngers face.
7.
Mickey is once again walking around the high school Mandy goes too when he hears sniffling. He would usually ignore something like that, but curiosity got the best of him as he went to see what the hell it was. "Who, or what dafaqu is making that god awful sound?" Mickey half suspects there to be some group of boys terrorizing another when he enters the boys changing room, but all he is met with is the sound of a shower running.
Heading towards the shower and the sniffling he hears shortening breaths. "God are you b**ches doing it or something?" Mickey asks with a snarl, only used to hearing those kinds of breath when he's doing someone and they're about to come. But instead he is left with the sight of a wet redhead, butt naked, sitting on the floor in the corner knees up to his chest, crying. 'Oh holy sh*t!'Mickey inwardly thinks but rushes to the floor, getting on his knees and sitting in front of Ian, not caring that he's getting soaked.
"And what the hell happened to you?" Mickey asks as he grabs onto Ian's shoulder and shakes him a bit, only causing Ian to try and close his legs tighter together and just by that, Mickey notices it. The water around Ian is red, bloody, and if Mickey has any guess, it's coming from the youngers rim. So Mickey took each hand and hooked them under Ian's knees before quickly spreading his legs. Yep, Mickey was correct.
"What the f**k, stop!" Was the protest as Ian tried, and struggles, to get Mickey away from him and his raw leaking whole. "Ian, who did this? Or, who was it?" No responce. "Hey, who f*cked you?" No answer. " Come on, tell me. Who f*cked your whole raw? Whose the one that's making your pink puckered rim bleed out? And spill all theese juices all over the floor, all over me? Hugh, dirty boy?" Mickey whispered all theese dirty thoughts into Ian's ear, making him shudder and wither, biting his trembling lip that looks chapped and cracked.
Mickey then felt something hard against his leg, and smirked when he saw it was. Also noting that his was also this hard, exept longer and thicker. "Was your first round not good enough?" Ian was now starting to reach out to Mickey and trying to hold on to him, but Mickey let go of under Ian's knees and took Ian's grabby hands into his own and kissed them, before letting go and taking Ian's hips and motivating them to go down.
Soon enough Ian was flat on his back, still on the floor in the shower, with his legs wrapped around Mickey's waist as Mickey pinned down Ian's wrist above his head, the bruising already coming threw. Ian was humping up, into Mickey, trying to get some friction, but call Mickey mean, he just let the other do just that, not making any motion to respond back. But the moment Ian whined and began crying, heavy tears leaking from his eyes, lips lightly parted, and the thighs around Mickey's waist started to tremble, he quickly leaned down, capturing Ian's lips with his own, dipping his tongue inside Ian's wet, sweet tasting mouth, Mandy said he had a sweet tooth, and exploring the caverns of Ian's mouth. Running his tongue across the youngers teeth, and interwinding their tongues, but this was more of a distraction than anything. Because then hi went in, lining up with the youngers entrance, and thrusting in, dry, no lube or condom, while Ian started choking on Mickey's tongue, gasping for air with the intrusion still in his mouth.