บท 145: A Drop Of Hope

[Johan's POV]

Johan woke up in his bed with little to no space, and the warmth radiating from the bodies on both sides made him wonder if he's one lucky guy or what. To his right next to the bedside table was Russell, who slept with both arms raised above his head; while Adrian lay on his left cuddling him like a human bolster. Johan blinked at the white ceiling of his room. "It's so tight in here I feel like I'm gonna get crushed into a pancake."

The midnight event that led up to him sharing one bed with two hot guys rushed back to his memory like yesterday's surprise downpour, filling his facial tissues with more blood. His morning wood twitched under his tight boxer brief as he became hyper-aware of Adrian's dick pressed against his hip. Not even the tent under the flimsy bedsheet covering Russell's groin escaped his watch.