For a man who had claimed to not be interested in guys or gay sex Drake was seriously questioning how in the world he was able to deliver on some of the most mind-melting sex he ever had. He wasn't even sure what came out of his mouth anymore as he begged the other to use him and fuck him and fill him with cum till he couldn't take it anymore. Just the way that Ryah was treating him like a fuck hole for his own pleasure and yet at the same time as something that got his full attention had him dripping all over the sheets and adding to the mess of sweat and water.<br/><br/>His ass clenched back around the hunter as he plunged in and teased so ruthlessly that Drake found himself clawing at the sheets with whimpered pleas of being a good cock sleeve if only Ryah would let him and to please give him the cock he was so hungry for. "Please get inside me, please I wan-t... want you cum fucking breed me make it feel it..." He wanted to feel the other man loose himself and be the source of his pleasure as he would give almost anything Ryah wanted in that moment. It was part of the reason he avoided sleeping around like he had before because in the frenzy of need and submission it was so easy to give yourself away.<br/><br/>But there wasn't much brain space to even think those thoughts because Ryah nailing his prostate like it was the target of a heat seeking missile and as much as he wanted to hold back and draw the moment out his orgasm felt like it was ripped from him before he even realized what was happening. Sure he could cum hands free before but it had been a long time and the sensation made every muscle seize up and tremble as the waves of pleasure dragged him down into somewhere beautiful and for once peaceful.