Drakes Debt.

A Deal you can't Refuse

He looks around the room at the people clapping and smiles hard before trying to get off the floor. Drake quickly interrupts him.

Drake - "Hold on! Do me a favor and stay right where you are. That's the ideal position for me to tell you the second condition."

Drake says as he and the others laugh. He walks towards YK, who's struggling to get to his feet and as he closes the gap between them, he reaches down to touch YK's face and stroke his cheek before he traces the outline of his full, pink lips.

Sticking his thumb in YK's mouth, Drake lets out a deep grumbled "yeah, like that" as he grabs his growing erection with his other hand. His penis becomes so engorged that he begins to leak precum in his taught slacks.

Drake - "You gotta suck some dick tonight. I'm not just talking about licking or kissing on it. I'm talking about letting me see how deep your throat goes. I wanna make a mess in that pretty ass mouth."

YK looks horrified as Drake stands up and his huge erection follows suit. Bulging outward and nearly kissing YK on the forehead. He unzips and reaches inside his pants to flop out his inches. YK's mouth drops open at the size of Drake's massive manhood. It hangs down and throbs in the wind as precum oozes from the bulbous tip.

YK looks around and suddenly, the other dudes are pleasuring themselves. Shirts off, playing with their nipples, rubbing their abs. They all get aroused. All while the lot of them have their dicks in their hands, stroking feverishly.

YK turns his attention back to Drake and finds Drake has inched close enough to touch him with his large appendage. Precum lands across his lips as Drake dribbles dog water from his thick knob.

Against his will, YK's body begins to betray him. His penis grows hard and an audible moan can be heard through his muffled persists as he nibbles his lower lip again. The special drinks start to work their magic.

Body growing ever sensitive to the fabric of his clothing brushing against him, his nipples stiffen and protrude through his shirt. His hole moistens and quivers like never before. Precum seeps through the denim in his black jeans and drips to the floor. He's trying not to lose himself to this feeling.

Face slowly becoming wet with traces of precum, he reaches up to push the still hardening flesh of Drake away.

Osiris - "Man, I can pay you back bro. Just not like..."

Drake interrupts YK's pleads by shoving his length deep between his lips. He quickly grabs the back of YK's head to hold his dick in the tight confounds of his swallowing throat. The girthy member bulges and stretches YK's neck hole with each throb.

His eyes go from clenched shut in defense to wide open with shock leading to them rolling backwards due to him losing consciousness.

Before passing out he musters up the strength to push Drake away. He coughs the man meat from his lips and falls down to his hands and knees, gasping for air while Drake uses his saliva as lube to stroke himself.

Drake - "Damn! That shit is tight bro. Fuck, now that's how you swallow dick. You got me so hard right now."

Drake moans out as he and the other four men pleasure themselves. The others begin to move in on a gasping Osiris. One dude decides to join in and tugs at the waistband of YK's jeans.

He easily lifts YK's body off the floor and roughly slams it back down. All the while tearing at his belt. YK scrambles to fight the brute off as he realizes he's already got his fly down.

Osiris - "What the fuck!!? Man, DRAKE! Get your mans. Please bro, make him stop. Nigga, fuck off me! STOOOP!"

YK pleads as the losing battle to secure his trousers continues. Using his strength, the guy slams YK again and flips him on his belly to pin him down. He yanks YK's jeans down and grabs his ass through his underwear.

Osiris - "Come on man please! Please!! Drake, Don't let him do this to me bro please! We can work something else out. I'll pay you back some other way."

Drake stares on as tears form in YK's eyes. He grabs his thick cock tighter and strokes himself harder at YK's humiliation.

Osiris - "Okay, okay! I'll do it Drake! I'll suck your dick. Just please don't let him fuck me bro. Please! I can't take that."

YK begs through sniffles as the horny beast continues to rip at his clothing. He rips the fabric of his underwear and palms his cheeks. Spreading them apart, the brute finally feasts his eyes on the beautiful, smooth little manhole YK is trying so hard to protect. He spits on it and runs his thumbs over his anus.

Drake - "Okay Mike, that's enough!"

Drake motions for the brute to release YK and back away. Mike grabs his raging erection and tucks it back in his underwear before letting go of YK and angrily backing away.

Drake - "Don't be salty. You heard the man. He wants to suck my dick right here in front of y'all."

Drake says as he grins eagerly. He continues to verbally prepare YK for what's in store for him. Looking on defeated and terrified, YK wipes the corner of his mouth.