Blyler one shots

Thigh kink mike

Obviously aged up and this is one of my short stories while I finish my long one!

Will didn't have "masculine" features for a boy his age, in fact if it weren't for his short hair many would probably mistake him for a girl. He was ashamed of these features, sure, but his boyfriend, Mike wheeler, loved them more than anyone and intentionally made up for Will's shame.

They were in collage, and had been dating for around 3 years, but had exchanged feelings for one another long before that.

And even before Mike had realized his feelings or emotions, he had always been attached to those thighs. Placing his hand on them whenever he was able to, laying in between them while Will read him a comic or a story.

He didn't know why he found them just so..astonishing but he couldn't take his eyes away from them. Constantly staring down at them while Will walked, watching the way they squished together slightly when he sat down. It was all mesmerizing.

Will, who was super insecure and completely oblivious of all of this, would occasionally catch Mike staring at his thighs. And would do everything in his power to hide or shield them from Mikes view. That is except for tonight.

Let me set the picture for you, Mike and Will were having their normal Sunday movie night, except he couldn't help but notice that Mike took every opportunity he could get to slowly stroke his inner thigh; eventually Will's sanity broke when Mike's hand reached up a little to far into his crotch.

"Okay what the fuck is going on? You seriously refuse to move your hands off my thigh."

Mike just hummed back in response and moved his hands farther up, slowly palming Will through his shorts. "A-ah~ shit.." he moaned out, leaning into the taller boys touch. He turned his head and locked watery eyes with Mike, who was leaning in and licking Will's lips; and eventually..no..finally he kissed him, tongue and all it felt like heaven.

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Will would call max occasionally to ask her why Mike would stare directly at his insecurities.

"Did you ever think it possible that he...likes them?"

"No! Their so pale and girly! What kind of gay would like that?!"

"A gay that has internalized homophobia?"

"..."

"..."

"I gotta go talk to you later max."

He hung up the phone quickly and slammed it back into the wall. Sliding down it slowly and sitting on the cold wooden floor when he finally reached it. Hands tightly tangled in his hair he wiped the salty tears off of his lashes, not allowing himself to cry when Mike was right in the other room.

But his attention was soon dropped when he heard the broken doorknob jiggle. "You okay Will? I heard a loud noise?" Mike said walking over and sitting down next to his smiling brunette. "Yup! Sorry just hung up the phone to loud I guess." Which wasn't a complete lie.

"I see, wanna go out for some cheesecake tonight?" The taller boy questioned, stroking his hand up Will's thigh and back down. But Will just moved his legs away from Mikes touch and his smile dropped for only a second, but Mike noticed, he always noticed.

"No thanks, I don't need the extra carbs haha.."

His heart dropped at the fact his perfect boyfriend thought of himself as less than exactly that. "Nonsense! We're leaving right now!" Mike grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door, practically marching down the hallway and to his car. Making sure his hand was tightly gripping Will's thigh the entire time.

Once they arrived at Va Bené (if you live in Minnesota you know what I'm talking abt) Mike ordered and payed for 2 slices of Will's favorite cheesecake. "Mike.. This is great and it means a lot to me but can I ask a question?" He sounded unsure and confused but took another bite of cake into his mouth.

"Yeah of course babe, what's up?" He replied after swallowing some fancy overpriced champagne he had ordered.

"Why take me to this fancy diner, when we could've just went to the bakery down town? And why buy 2 bottles of champagne on ice, why not just go down to the liquor store and buy a bottle of wine to split?" 

His question had Mike smirking because he had planned this entire thing from when he got in the car. He had overheard Will's conversation with max and he had already been cock blocked for a couple days. And this was just the BEST opportunity to have some..fun and prove to Will that max was right.

He set the glass of fancy liquid down and thought about his response for a minute. Debating on weather to brush it off until they got home, or straight up tell him.

He decided to just straight up say it. "Because I wanted this night to be special, after all I have to treat you before I take away your ability to walk for a week." His smirk instantly grew wider as Will's cheek grew darker.

He was already pretty drunk, and this just made the butterflies in his stomach travel up to his throat, cutting off his air supply as he spit his drink out. "Oh my god Micheal!" He laughed but the blush on his face never left.

"Let's get out of here." He winked and paid the bill that was sitting on the cart next to the bottles and they walked out to the car, hands interlocked as they sped down the highway.

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"Shit Mike give me your dick~" he gasped, legs spread wide as Mike fingered him open, bending down occasionally to kiss the whimpering brunette.

He groaned lowly, arms getting caught up in mikes curls as the older one began pushing his cock in; lining it up and pulling it back out slowly.

"Mike please just fuck me!" He begged, salty tears pooling at the side of his eyes. "As you wish~" were the last words Will heard before a familiar burning stretch entered his body.

Skin slapping over whimpers could be heard from miles away. And though Mike was pounding the shit out of his little bottom, his mouth was glued to Wills pale thighs. Sucking and biting marks into it until there wasn't a spot left unmarked.

Moving from his outer thigh he kissed and sucked around his inner thigh, the flesh much softer and dainty but just as mesmerizing.

"God your perfect...so perfect for me..all for me." His grip got tighter and his thrusts got faster until eventually Will pushed him off.

However they were only separated for a minute because the next second Will climbed on his lap and started bouncing up and down. "Shit." He cursed, hands stroking up and down the brunettes bruised thighs.

Their pace only faltered when Will bent down to French kiss Mike, but then he would just go right back to vigorously slamming his ass down onto Mikes dick.

One of mikes hands traveled up from his thigh to cup around his neck, squeezing ever so tightly and watching Wills eyes roll to the back of his head. God it was hot.

"Jeez I love these thighs..." he muttered and stroked his thumb across it. Will was so lost in the pleasure he almost didn't catch the answer to his question he's been looking for for weeks.

He stopped bouncing suddenly, moaning ever so slightly when feeling Mike in the deepest parts of his body. "Rea-lly?" He questioned, eyebrows furrowed and sharp. "Are you kidding?! I'd do anything just to have you sit on my face."

Will, hearing that, immediately raised himself up and pushed Mike down onto his back. "Like this?~" he questioned innocently; thighs squishing Mikes face between them as Mikes hands were feeling Will's ass.

He couldn't respond, just moaned and stroked the sides, eyes rolling to the back of his head.

Will started grinding forward and backwards, a lewd expression coming onto his face as Mike started kitty licking his thighs. "Shit~" he moaned out, stroking his dick once or twice then continued grinding. "Mmm~" Mike couldn't talk, only moan and kiss those beautiful thighs. And he was okay with that, in fact that's exactly what he wanted. God he owed Will for this one.

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