"Argh."
Max groaned, his head pounding as he squinted against the harsh sunlight streaming through the window. Gripping his hair tightly, he tried to steady himself against the wave of discomfort by sitting up on the bed.
Slowly, as he was gnawed by the disorientation, he started sensing the warm breeze brushing against his skin—all over his body, in fact.
"Argh." He groaned again, forcing his fuzzy eyes open to see his body stark naked. Without his boxer, his dick was half straightened, a bit limp with thickness but not rigid. Sticking out like an imbecile, due to morning glory.
Seeing this, not only was Max confused, but the pangs in his head accelerated several times, causing him to squint his eyes once more and groan.
Resting his head on the pillow, several memories from last night rushed in, taking away the cloudy feeling that hovered inside his head.
