Mike has a very weird dream...

For the past year, Mike Wheeler had been wanting to prove himself as a good boyfriend for Eleven. Now he had that chance.

Sitting beside his girlfriend in the interrogation, he smiled disarmingly as Chief Hopper leaned forward. Hawkins’ chief of police also happened to be El’s adoptive father so Mike knew he had to pull all the stops.

“So I know the two of you have been pretty “adventurous” but Eleven sometimes needs two or more guys to satisfy her,” Hopper rumbled, his moustache bristling. Even naked, the chief was still intimidating. “It’s not just about you taking it all on yourself to keep her happy: sometimes you’re going to need to share the love too. Are you comfortable with that?”

Mike found himself nodding eagerly. He could “share the love” all day long if El was involved. Just last week, his girlfriend and Max had been at the centre of an orgy in his basement that had lasted damn near the entire night. “We’ve already been sharing each other with the Hellfire Club and I’m ready to take that further.”

El smiled and patted his cock and Mike returned the favour, tweaking one of her hard nipples until she giggled and kissed him. Just as their lips touched, the uncomfortable dildoes in their arses started to vibrate, making them both grip the edges of their chairs. Mike groaned: he hated the uncomfortable dildo chairs that the police station used.

Mike squeezed his eyes shut as he heard El sigh from her own penetration, then he frowned as he felt something wet and warm close around his genitalia.