Michael & Bev. chapter 3

I slept like a log that night to be woken at 6 am in time for breakfast. Nothing was said by anyone although looks were exchanged between me Michael and Beverley. “Aunt” Debbie looked none the worse for her drinking last night and was very polite and friendly. We caught the bus, slept most of the way and had a terrific time at the sea-side. Bev hung around with me and Michael even though there were girls of her age on the trip. For boys our age to have a girl of her age in tow would normally have been unusual but we didn’t mind her company. As we didn’t have a lot of money we had to amuse ourselves a lot of the time watching rides rather than taking them. Being in the same position with money probably drew us closer as friends.
On the way home, on the bus, Michael asked his mum if I could stay for a little while longer, I had been due to go back home that night. My mother and Debbie had a quiet discussion and I’m sure my mother passed money over discreetly. My mum was like that, although not having much herself she knew of Debbie’s predicament. It was agreed, I could stay all week. Michael seemed to be happy to have a new playmate for the week, Bev, less obviously, also showed her joy.
We arrived home, Michael’s house, late. We were all very tired and made straight for bed. Michael, as he had done the previous night, slept naked and so I followed suit. I climbed into bed knackered. After only a short while I felt Michael climb in next to me. “Great day eh?” he asked. “Yeah” I answered “I’m knackered though… you?”. Michael nodded but went on to say, “Fancy some fun?”. Now I hadn’t got used to my feelings about having my arse fucked yet, it had been playing on my mind all day, I knew I wasn’t gay as I wasn’t attracted to guys but last night was an experience. “Depends” I answered.
“I’m too beat for much” Michael said “How about just wanking?”. I had wanked on many occasions but never laid next to another guy before, not wishing to appear childish and wanting to appear cool I said “O.K.”. “Tell you what” Michael said “Why don’t I wank you and you can wank me off”. He grabbed my cock and started to rub it, my cock soon, even though tired, responded to his touch. I’d never touched another guys dick before and tentatively reached for his, what else could I really do? It felt strange touching another guys dick. It felt strange having another guy touch mine however my cock swelled with blood and hormones and adrenalin kicked in and I couldn’t say I wasn’t enjoying having myself wanked off ,even though it was by another guy. I took hold of Michael’s cock and started to do as I did to myself when I pulled myself off. The sensation of having another guys’ dick in my hand was a sensation I struggle to describe. It seemed remote and yet close, sure it was fleshy, warm and hard and I tried to get the timing in line with Michael’s on my own, which improved things. Michaels cock felt different to mine, it wasn’t as thick but was longer I thought. Even though it was awkward laying next to each other and pulling each other off we both raced to bring each other off. We both came fairly quickly and almost together.