"Russ," he uttered, still gripping at the little control he had. "Ano ba ang hinala mo?"
Umayos ng upo si Russel na naging sanhi ng pagbaba ng kumot mula sa kanyang dibdib papunta sa may baywang nito. Tinuwid din nito ang mga binti. Mas naging malinaw sa paningin ni Neil ang tila tent na pagkakaumbok ng kumot na nakatakip sa alaga nito. Russel still has a hard on. "It has something to do with Shawn, I am right, right?"
Neil took a lot of his will to find his voice. Russel's body was tempting him to touch it, to taste it for himself. He gulped a lump. "Y-yes, you are right," he muttered, struggling.
Russel moved to the edge of the bed. He sat there with the bedcover only covering his thing and torso. He held Neil's hands, cupping it. "Tell me what really happened. You know you can trust
