Gay Love In His Eyes Pt 5

Drake had told me that his penis was so thick because he had undergone a girth-enhancement surgery. He had injected pockets of fat all around his cock to make it bigger and thicker.
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“Neil? NEIL! Wake up! It’s almost noon! SHIT!”
I blearily opened my eyes. The sun was shining through the window of the room that I shared with Ben, and his voice was loud and panicky in my ear. He was shaking me. I realized that I was nearly two hours late to my factory job.
My first instinct was to jump up. But then I just moaned and curled up tighter. I felt so bad.
“Stop it.” I whimpered, pushing Ben’s hands away.
He stopped shaking me and pressed his hand against my forehead. It was cool, and dry.
“Ah Shit, you got a helluva fever Neil. I’ll call in for you. I was wondering why the kids were making so much noise. They didn’t have their lunches.”
I ignored his babbling as I curled up tighter. I had been sick for the last day or so. A bug was no reason to stop going to work. It was just a handy excuse for how miserable I felt.
I guess it had just built up. I had been so tired and stressed. I was normally good at waking up as early as I needed, but this time I just hadn’t had the energy.
I closed my eyes and smothered my face into the pillow, feeling how feverishly hot my face was against the cool cloth. My throat hurt, and my head ached. I could hear Ben on the phone.
“Hi, I’m just calling on behalf of my brother, Neil Raimus? He’s calling in sick. He overslept. I’m very sorry about how late I’m calling. … A-huh, a-huh, great! Thanks, I’ll make...