Behind Closed Doors

November 3rd, 1984

Eventually, Billy pulled his car into the junkyard and saw Steve's car already parked. Steve was sitting on the hood of the car, and looked at Billy through the windshield as he pulled up on the right beside Steve's car. Steve looked pretty damn good despite how nervous he obviously was. And Billy had a little twitch in his pants from the fact that Steve clearly took his advice about not wearing something complicated. Billy parked his car, but kept it on since it was cold, and got out with a smile.

"Glad you could make it." He said.

Steve tried to act casual and shrugged before he got off of his car. "Doubt I'll get an opportunity like this again, at least for a while."

"If you stay in Hawkins, probably." Hargrove reached into the open back seat window, and pulled out a six pack of beer. "How about we get a buzz on then get to the fun part?"

Steve had thought about how getting a bit tipsy would affect his experience. When he had sex with Nancy that first time, and had a few beers in his system, it was a bit numb. He wanted a full experience of whatever was going to happen tonight without alcohol.

"I uh... don't really wanna be buzzed for this."

Billy paused with a raised eyebrow. "Seriously?"

"Things don't really feel as good to me if I'm buzzed or drunk. And this is our first time doing something like this, so I want to-."

"Have a full experience?"

"Yeah."

Billy chuckled. "You're pretty old fashioned for being a homo."

Steve seemed to freeze up at that statement for a moment, and Billy pretended not to notice as he put the beers back in his car. Wow, he was really deep in the closet if that made him uncomfortable. He should've figured; small town, small town ideals. It made him miss California even more.

"So..." Billy took a few steps toward Steve with a (hopefully) sexy smile. "Your car or mine?"

"I have a feeling you have more sex in your car, so let's go with yours."

"Afraid someone will smell all the testosterone in your car?"

"Something like that."

"You're lucky I planned for that." Hargrove pointed to the backseat, and Steve noticed multiple pillows on them. "Without padding, it's uncomfortable as shit to lay down in the back of my car.

Hargrove opened the door for Steve, and he climbed in. The car smelled of cigarettes and the interior was obviously well kept, probably recently cleaned out. Steve scooted to the right side of the car and Hargrove climbed in after him, then shut the door. Now that they were here, about to do things, Steve felt extremely out of his depth. He was nervous, had to stop himself from breathing fast, and was embarrassingly already getting hard.

"So what do you wanna start with?" Billy asked.

"Um..."

Billy found that letting the inexperienced one take the lead always helped. It made things less tense and if there was a specific thing his partner wanted to try, he'd guide them through it. Eventually, after a bit of silence, Steve asked,

"Can we kiss for now?"

Billy smiled. "Sure."

Steve let Billy move in first, and he made sure to be slow in order to let Steve initiate. However, right when their lips were only an inch apart, Billy felt Steve's breath on his skin. It was quick and panicked, and that wouldn't do at all.

"Calm down." Billy whispered. "It's just kissing."

"Yeah," Steve shakily said. "but it's different."