Even though he'd been with a few women and was far from a virgin, Michael felt like one in that moment. His body went rigid in the best way at the first touch of Eli's hand on his cock, the thin barrier of his boxers didn't do much to lessen the warmth of his hand against him. He moaned against Michael's lips, arched a little into his touch, and slid his own hand down Eli's stomach to unzip and stroke in clear mimic of what Eli had just done to him.

He thought it had felt good, and it had, but this felt all kinds of better.