<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/66132603c084e5780378cfa8dc78855c.jpg)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/48/Bc0001.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Drake<br/><strong>Location:</strong>University, Fitness Center, Stairs<br/><strong>Rolls/Actions:</strong>Wakes up! Consciousness, 1d10 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=147465)<br/>Fucking the cum out of Travis? Fail Topping DC 12, 1d10 Result: 5 (+4=9) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=147466)<br/><strong>Tease:</strong>+4 from Victor<br/><hr/><br/>Being punched out cold by that hardened soccer jock fist was something he technically should have seen coming. It whipped his face fast enough, he slept before hitting the ground. It jarred him back to an old life he thought he knew, standing on a chair with a cord strung up around his neck. He remembered kicking over the chair and dropping and choking.<br/><br/>Then he woke up again, shaking the fuzziness out of his eyes, feeling something swell and burn at his groin. The world spun and tilted. His cock felt never better. Oh god, it was being thrusted in and out of Travis's perfectly abused hole, and there was someone else orchestrating the whole thing to happen. Another handsome devil, taking much more delight than he expected from anyone sane. Whoever it was he had to thank, he could not focus. Having known exactly how he died, he no longer cared about anything anymore. Just to finish the sweet fuck he had landed in his lap. He fucked Travis harder, groaning louder without inhibition. Bad boy, now look what you did.<br/><br/>Drake grabbed Travis's hips, burying his cock in deep to the hilt. "Sorry, Travis. I tried."<br/><br/>His sweaty face wasn't sorry at all. He smiled breathlessly, gasping at what agony he got and gave.<br/>