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Cornell Iral Haynes aka Nelly has had a slow year. After seeing his 7th studio album bomb, he decided to lay low for a while. He still had money so he wasnt broke. He still had the successes of Real Husbands of Hollywood so he still had money rolling in. But music was still his passion. He was in his penthouse suite in his polo boxer briefs laying across the king bed just relaxing when he heard someone knock on the door. He got out the bed and pulled on a pair of basketball shorts so his 7 inch soft dick wouldnt be so obvious. He got to the door and asked who it was.
"It's Drake."
Nelly opened the door let him in. They started talking and Nelly started pouring drinks. After a few drinks, Drake was getting fucked up. Dude can't hold his liquor. After a few more minutes, Nelly noticed that Drake was knocked out. Now he ain't rude so he decided to let the drunk ass nigga camp out for tonight. Nelly went in his room and looked at the clock. It was 2:45am. He fell in the bed and went to sleep.
The next morning he got up and went to check on his "guest" to make sure the nigga aint dead or nothing. He goes into the living room and see this nigga naked on the couch. His clothes piled up in the corner, he was laying ass up on the sofa. Now Nelly was no stranger to fucking some good man ass. He paid off alot of his lil groupies so he could his dick up lil boy cunt. Standing here looking at Drake's ass, his 7inch soft dick started to grow. But he aint bout that rape shit. But he could probably get away with rubbing on it. He reached down and before he could get his hand on it, Drake's hand reached up and grabbed his wrist.
"Could you wake a nigga up first?"
"My bad dude. You cool?"
"Hell yea. Bring me dat dick."
Nelly walked over to the front of the couch and pulled out his dick which was now a semi hard 9 inches. Drake got his lips on that thick doick and started sucking. Nelly's dick, now at it's full 10.5 inches, was buried in Drake's throat.
"Damn nigga! Who taught you to suck dick?"
Drake mumbled a little and kept going while laying on the sofa. He layed on his side and lifted his leg in the air and began fingering his ass. Nelly notices and reaches down and starts fingering it for him.
"You want some dick up there?"
"Yea nigga. You need to fuck this ass."
Nelly grabbed a condom out of his wallet and pulled it on and pushed his now brick hard dick into Drake's fat ass. This nigga was tight. The more Nelly pushed, the tighter Drake's ass got.
"Nigga relax. Shit I can't get in if you dont loosen up."
"Nigga you actin like you got a lil dick."
Drake loosened up and Nelly was able to pop the head in. Drake, not wanting to cry like a bitch, grabbed the sofa pillow and bit into it. After he got adjusted to the thickness of Nelly's dick, he started throwing it back on him and they started getting a rhythm with each other. They fucked all over the hotel room. In the kitchen, the bedroom, the bathroom and on the private balcony. After they finished back on the bed, Drake and Nelly both passed out from exhaustion of an amazing fuck session.