Drake shifts next to me sitting up before shoving Tate’s shoulder forcing him on his back, Tate looks at him and I could see he was wondering what Drake was doing as he climbed over me and onto him. Drake kisses him, his tongue moving between Tate’s lips and he groans into Drake's mouth as their lips hungrily devour each other.

Drake pulls away kissing his jaw and neck before moving to his chest and abs.

“Drake I don’t expect you too,”

“I want to Tate, though I don’t really know what I am doing” He admits. Drake sits up leaning over and kissing me before settling between Tate’s legs....