Try as he might Mike couldn't cum.
He and Drake tried all sorts of stimulation but not once could he get stimulated to even get hard let alone cum.
Drake had an idea.
Drake harnessed Mike up like a Clydesdale and they headed off ending up at a gay bath house.
Jaws Dropped. If it were a telephone call there would have been a collective heavy breathing. All were so in awe of him that they were scared to come near him thinking he was too good for them, which he was in his mind but they watched Drake lead him around like a puppy dog on a leash settling on a room off the side.
This one had a sturdy bench with leg supports, ways to secure his arms and a strap to hold his head in place ready to be fucked.
Now Mike was in position and Drake went to the door where there were several guys looking around the corner to see the show.
Drake started talking to several of them and they came in the door dropping their towels.
Lining up they started to lube up his ass, twist his nipples and work him hard. When he was ready a constant stream of guys began to fuck him, suck him and use his mouth.
For days he was used and not a rise out of him.