YK relaxes his muscles and breathes heavily as his elevated pulse starts to lower. With his eyes still closed, he bites his bottom lip and clenches once more, ending his involuntary climax. He can hear them snickering at him cumming on himself and the the sounds of a penis being stroked near him. He opens his eyes to Drake closing the gap while stroking his girth.
Drake - "I told you-you had to suck my dick as payment. Not the team. You just did all that for fun because those blowjobs earned you no credit. Ha Ha Ha! That means, open wide because I'm about to make a mess between them lips."
Already knowing resistance is futile, YK stays on his knees, in position and awaits his meal. Drake lightly presses his dripping tip against YK's mouth and writes his name in precum.
Drake - "Fuck! Try not to go anywhere else mentally for the next few minutes. I want you present while I fuck your cum covered face."
Drake says as he applies a bit of pressure and slips in YK's mouth. He starts driving his hips into the front of YK's head at a steady pace while holding it in place to receive the rough pelvic thrusts.
YK submits to the oral violation in hopes of it ending soon. He tries everything to make Drake melt in his mouth as fast as possible. He remembers oral tricks women have done to him and moistens his mouth to stimulate the fleshy member between his lips more.
YK swirls his tongue around Drake's head and applies extra suction. He flickers his tongue across the underside of Drake's meaty phallus until it reaches his pendulous balls. Drake breathes rapidly and grunts hard in preparation for YK to accept the big, warm surprise he's about to leave in his mouth.
YK swallows gulp after big gulp as his mouth is filled with Drake's essence. He weeps silently in shame as Drake orally defiles him one more time in front of the others. In the midst of drinking Drake's offspring, YK choked and gagged, allowing the big dick to flop from his mouth. Now aimed at YK's body, the bouncing pipe shoots his chin and shirt with warm, thick yogurt.
YK wipes Drake's sexual residue from his face and spits the remaining contents from his mouth. Embarrassed and emasculated, YK crawls to his feet and with his head hung in shame, inquires about the debt.
Osiris - "We...*gulp*...We Good?"
Drake smiles, turns YK around and slaps his ass.
Drake - "Yeah, we're square. Let me know anytime you're in need of a loan. I'll always take care of you bro."
YK walks out of the room where he'd just been orally taken by multiple men and out of the house to find his car and drive away. He's knows better than to take a loan from ChampagnePapi again.
The End...
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Drakes Debt.
FanfictionYK Osiris seems to have a bit of a gambling problem and it all come to a head when he lets his debt to Drake accrue to over $60K. With YK so far in the red, Champagne Papi devises a scheme to collect what he's owed, one way or another.
