Chapter 54 Apologized

• “How could this be? Maybe you had so much to drink last night,” Javier muttered, rubbing his temples as if battling his own hangover. He tried to weigh the possibilities; however, Elvis was not having it.
• “That’s not it, Bro,” Elvis snapped, his voice strained. He shifted uncomfortably on the edge of the bed, sweat beading at his hairline.
• He knew his body more than anyone else, and the way he was feeling within was so hard to describe. A dull, persistent throb radiated from his cock, as though it had been roughly mishandled. The pain gnawed at him, sharp and foreign, and he gritted his teeth, wondering what the hell that was all about.