Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2014 15:42:15 -0500
From: Cee King <dadnhisboyz@live.com>
Subject: Cornell Haynes Chapter 1: Drake

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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.