Life in my shoes - pt5

A few weeks later,the last incident forgotten, and Mary once again babysitting,she told me that she had a brother who would like to meet me and that I could have a sleepover at her house if I wanted to, I jumped at the chance to get out of the house and arranged it so that I could go and stay that weekend.
Full of excitement and with my bags packed I set out with Mary for my first ever night away from home.
For most of the night we listened to music and she told me what it was like in secondary school, I took in all the details and sat in awe of my new friend as she told me about fights she had been in, boys that she liked and places that she had been, I secretly longed to be like her and to have her freedom and exciting life.
Several hours later her brother,Wes,and his friend came in to the room and sat chatting to us for a while before going out again. Mary asked what I thought of him and I admitted that I thought he was nice.She told me that the boy he was with was going to be staying the night too and that he was sharing her bed so I would have to share with her brother, I wasn't keen on the idea so she agreed to me making a makeshift bed on her floor.
Settling down after getting changed, Wes and his friend reappeared. His friend got into Marys bed and Wes came and lay by me, nervous but tired I closed my eyes and pulled the covers over me.Wes began talking to me and asked if I had ever had a boyfriend,at 8 yrs old, I said that I hadn't.He asked if I would like to be his girlfriend, me!,a boring loner!
Of course I agreed and felt for the first time in so long that I was special to someone.
Wes asked if I had ever has sex before, and told me that if I was going out with him then we should have sex as this was what we were meant to do, and that Mary was going to do it with his friend so there was nothing to be worried or scared about.Despite really liking him, I said no but Mary and Wes both kept reassuring me that it would be ok, so I reluctantly agreed.
As they had promised it didn't hurt but Wes' weight was pressing down on me and I just lay there waiting for it to finish so that I could breath properly.
When he finally got off I was aware of feeling wet down below and that I shouldn't have let him do that to me but also happy that I had a "proper" boyfriend and someone who wanted me.