A few days later, Mr. Dau wasn’t exactly happy, but his face looked brighter. I don’t know if he was gradually getting used to it, or if he was less disgusted by the harsh reality.
This morning, I went to work and heard the manager scolding Hoang and Tan as usual. This didn’t surprise me much. It wasn’t for nothing that the manager flew into a rage whenever he saw them. He’d tried to seduce them, but failed; they even dared to say they had the building manager protecting them. The two old perverts didn’t like each other, so he went berserk and harassed them openly.
They were late this morning, and he’d stand there watching them walk in and yell at them. At lunchtime, they dozed off, and he’d lash out at them until they were wide awake. Even as an outsider, I was terrified. I’d never known that old gay men could be so vicious and aggressive when they hated someone.
Of course, those two weren’t allowed to work in my area anymore; the guy transferred them to the loading and unloading section with Lùi and his gang. Needless to say, they’d fight fiercely whenever they met, but if there was a dispute, the other three would be sent back to work, while Tân and Hoàng would get the full brunt of the insults.
At lunchtime, Nhí was laughing hysterically. I genuinely hated those guys, but we were all just workers, and they were paying a heavy price for being oppressed like that. I said, “Let’s eat, stop badmouthing them, it’ll only make them hear and argue more.”
Lùi laughed loudly and said confidently, “What’s there to be afraid of? Right now, they’re still being forced to stay and carry goods to make up for fifteen minutes of being late this morning. They can’t come down here to eat and listen.”
After we finished eating, the table was empty, and Đậu came down to join us. Minh asked, “Hey, you were late this morning too? Why are you only getting down to eat now?”
Dau said, “There was too much paperwork, I had to finish it all at once, that’s why I’m late. Are you guys exhausted? If it’s too much, I’ll see if any area is short on staff and get you guys a spot.”
Nhi said, “It’s tough, but it’s so much fun. Every morning I hear someone getting yelled at, and it’s so satisfying. I wouldn’t go even if you offered.”
Just then, the other two were “released,” and conveniently sat down at the next table. Everyone else had left long ago, the table was empty except for the two of them. As soon as they sat down, Hoang said, “Hey, damn, why does it smell so awful, Tan? Can you smell anything?”
Tan pretended to sniff a few times and said, “Damn, it smells like shit. Did your dick get covered in shit and not wash it clean, Hoang?”
Hoang sneered, “Damn, I only play with pussy, not assholes, so why would I get shit on my asshole? This smell is really strong, I must feed my dick shit every day to get this smell.”
Tan glanced over at our table, his tone sarcastic, “Go practice assholes, man. Don’t you see how people get promoted to manager with ledgers and show off? Feeding dick shit for money to spend, who wouldn’t want that?”
Hoang concluded, “Hey, so you’re saying that money means the whole family will be eating shit? Ha ha ha!”
The two of them burst out laughing. I was furious, leaning on the table, ready to stand up and go over to them for a good fight. Suddenly, Anh Dau grabbed my shoulder and said, “How’s Phuc doing, kid? I heard Ngan praising your quick and skillful hands, huh?”
I tried to calm down, almost forgetting that Nhi and Lui didn’t know anything yet. They simply thought Anh Dau was highly educated and therefore got promoted to manager. I swallowed my anger and replied, “No, not at all. I keep making mistakes and getting things left out, I’m terrified of being fired.”
Hoang heard this and casually said, “Go practice your finger skills, kid. Later, when you work somewhere else, you won’t miss any orders, and if you have the chance, you can hook up with the boss. If she’s happy, she’ll send you to a good place, a solid foundation, so you won’t be afraid of anyone firing you.”
Tan happily replied, “Yeah, yeah. And while I’m at it, I’ll hook up with the female instructors standing next to me. If the manager asks and hears good things from an old acquaintance, I’ll probably get a raise soon. Ha ha ha!”
Nhi, sitting next to him, muttered, “Damn, these two assholes are getting bullied so much they’re going crazy.”
Lui said, “Let them be! Why bother with those guys who are still bitter? Let’s go find a place to sleep quickly before someone else takes it.”
The two of them left, giving one last dirty look at the table next to them before finally leaving. Dau and I breathed a sigh of relief, only fearing that if they asked any more questions, things would have gone completely wrong. Hoang and Tan didn’t stay any longer either; they quickly wiped their mouths and went to find a place to sleep. It was then that I finally got to speak to Dau, and also express my anger: “Don’t you think they’re annoying? Next time, please tell the manager to fire them for me. If you hadn’t stopped me earlier, I would have beaten them to a pulp.”
Dau chuckled faintly: “Just ignore them. We’ll deal with them when they mention me by name.”
Minh chimed in: “You’re amazing, you managed to put up with it. But those two are incredibly rude, aren’t they afraid you’ll tell the manager to harass them again?”
I grumbled: “Dau is as gentle as a lamb, but if he were as fierce as the manager, those two would have cowered.”
Dau laughed: “Well, the world is a dangerous place, the less trouble we have, the better. Hurry up and find a place to sleep so we can be alert for work this afternoon.” To be precise, I entered life earlier than Mr. Dau, but I can’t compare to his composure. He looks like a small tree with deep roots, having weathered many storms, so he doesn’t hesitate when he sees something.
A moment of silence.
A month passed neither quickly nor slowly. My mother and Sang occasionally called to check on me, but I completely forgot to call home. Every time I called, my mother would ask the same things over and over, worried that I wasn’t eating enough here.
Last night I got off work early, so I took the opportunity to call my mother. But her voice wasn’t like usual; she kept clicking her tongue bitterly, and sometimes I had to shout really loudly for her to hear. I kept asking her, but she wouldn’t tell me. She knew that if I heard, she would worry even more. And her silence only made me more worried, not less. Desperate, I texted Sang to ask for clarification.
Sang recounted, “Yesterday I was freeloading at your house, you know. I heard Hanh call home saying she needed a large sum of money for her business. Aunt Hai is so frugal all year round, she doesn’t have tens of millions of dong. Hanh told her to find someone to mortgage the land they’re living on, or even sell it completely…”
I interrupted, “Oh my God, if you sell it, where will you and your mother live?”
Sang said, “Hanh said she sold it and moved to Saigon to live with her. Aunt Hai didn’t agree, so they argued a bit. I didn’t hear everything, but Hanh sounded very upset.”
I was utterly bewildered. Hanh had always been so obedient and compliant; could she have changed so much since moving to Saigon? My mother always loved her the most, and who knows, the next time I come back home, the land might already have been mortgaged by my mother.
After talking to my mother, I asked Sang about it, not forgetting to thank him for always helping me look after my mother while I was away. Every time I asked, “How are you doing lately?”, Sang would just laugh and reply, “Healthy, energetic, my ‘weapon’ is still in great shape. But don’t just thank me, when you get back, remember to give me a proper ‘return gift’.”
I texted him back, “Please, leave me alone, I can’t take it anymore.”
Sang replied, “If someone like Binh can handle it, then someone like me can manage a little more and it’ll be fine too.”
Who would have thought Binh would tell Sang about that night? Actually, even if he hadn’t told him, Sang probably would have known. Sang and I often joked like that. Once, I jokingly asked him to send me a picture of his private parts, and he took one and sent it immediately via MMS. He never said anything about feelings, so I didn’t know if he had any intentions towards me or not; sometimes it was just a common thing for a “bad boy” like him.
At those times, I was so horny I almost died, and I had to rush to the bathroom to masturbate. Of course, I reciprocated, sometimes sending pictures of my penis, sometimes pictures of my butt as he requested. He kept tempting me to record a masturbation video so he could watch it when he got home, in exchange for him showing me a video of himself masturbating.
As for Binh, he’s completely disappeared. Sometimes I text him and he replies, but if I don’t text him, he’s completely silent. But I can hardly blame him; his work schedule—sleeping during the day and guarding at night—is completely different from mine. I was happy he even replied.
But I have to say, you get used to where you are. When we first started, we were all timid, but after a month, we all became like little devils. This morning, I saw Nhi yawning a lot, and by lunchtime, it was a bit better as he switched to shorter yawns. Curious, I asked, “Did you steal something last night or something? You’re yawning like a drug addict this morning!”
He replied, “He wasn’t stealing, he was eating pussy. Damn, that’s so rude, he even fought over the toilet! I almost shit in my pants!”
I immediately understood. Little Nhi had already discovered this wild place in the middle of the night. I said, “Wow, you haven’t been in the city long and you’ve already slept with a girl? How was it?”
Nhi laughed and said, “It was amazing, of course. Damn, you don’t know, when I pushed it in, it was hot and tight. A few rubs and I wanted to cum.”
He scoffed, “So weak?”
Nhi corrected, “Weak my ass! Have you tried it before you judge? With that kind of thing, I’d probably cum immediately!”
He stopped teasing him and asked, “But who was it? Even an ugly guy like you has a girl who’s attracted to you?” Minh quickly chimed in: “It’s Dao from the processing area, right, Nhi? I see her glancing at you in here every time she walks by.”
Nhi looked smug: “Didn’t you guys hear that big dicks don’t starve? Whether you’re hungry for food or sex, you don’t have to worry.”
I warned him: “Whatever you do, don’t rely on Dau’s ‘protection’ and neglect your work, okay? If the manager fires you, even ten Daus couldn’t help you. Then you won’t even have a vagina to eat when you go back home.”
Nhi nodded, indicating he understood, then went on rambling about how great it was here, having sex with girls without spending money like back home. And I realized that the night shift security was just for show. Partly because it was a rule, and partly because if they caught a couple “doing the deed” outside, they’d only earn a few cigarettes or a cup of coffee. That’s why the restroom was always crowded every night, with some people waiting there as soon as the lights went out.
That night, Minh and I went down to the restroom to do our adult business. Just as we were about to leave, Lùi rushed out, looking terrified. He grinned mischievously: “Hehe, caught you two red-handed going to see a prostitute!”
I retorted: “Are you crazy? Are you saying you can’t even poop?”
Lùi said: “Damn, going to the toilet at night is a pain in the ass. I need to too, hurry up, or you’ll be too slow and there won’t be any room left and you’ll end up pooping in your pants.”
The three of us went downstairs.
The bathroom was pitch black, filled with dozens of couples moaning and writhing. Lui shone his flashlight around and whispered, “Damn, see? There are only two rooms left. You two hurry up and go first.”
Minh said, “You two go first, I just need to pee.”
After Lui went into his room and locked the door, Minh also crept into my room. Neither of us needed to pee or poop; we just needed to have sex.
Minh’s pants were already down to his knees, his mighty dick pointing straight at me. I eagerly grabbed it and sucked it, but today the kid didn’t dare moan because Lui was in the next room. He occasionally clung to my shoulder, signaling how much pleasure he was experiencing.
After I sucked his dick for a while, he started sucking mine. We only regretted that the bathroom was too small to suck each other’s dicks at the same time. I also enjoy being given oral sex, and I especially like Minh because his technique is incredibly good. Thanks to Minh, I’ve learned a few tricks, and lately, every time I give him oral sex, he praises me for improving.
After more than five minutes of oral sex, Minh couldn’t wait any longer. He sat on the toilet with his erect penis pointing upwards. I quickly pulled out a condom from my pocket, and it took me a lot of effort to find a way to put it on.
Minh has watched a lot of porn, so he knows what a condom is, but I must have bought the wrong size because it was too tight around his penis, making it shiny and erect, while Minh kept gasping for air. As soon as I put it on, he exclaimed, “It’s so tight, hyung! If you put it in my hole like this, I’m going to cum!”
I whispered back, “This is my first time buying one, I didn’t know there were so many different sizes. Just bear with it, next time I’ll buy a bigger one.”
Minh said again, “Why did you buy that? I’m in pain, I’m not afraid of getting dirty. Or… are you afraid I might have some disease and infect you?”
I gave him a hard whack on the head and said, “How many times have you fucked me already, and you can still say that? If you had ten diseases, nine of them would have already infected me! I’m thinking of you, and you think badly of me like that?”
Minh kissed me, whining, “I was wrong, I was wrong, I’ll make it up to you with another round later, okay?”
Minh spat on his hand and smeared it along his penis, then smeared it on my anus. He rubbed it a few times and then inserted his penis. My anus had been horny for a long time, so it was constantly throbbing and waiting. As soon as his penis entered, my anus tightened. Minh was so aroused that he twisted his body, only able to hug me and gasp for breath. I was no different from Minh, bouncing on his penis while tilting my head back and moaning softly.
I was thrusting wildly when my phone suddenly rang a few times. I panicked, muted it, and answered, but before I could say anything, I heard a beeping sound from the other end. Just then, Minh’s phone rang, the same number that Lui had called.
It seemed Lui realized he couldn’t answer the phone in the bathroom, so he switched to texting: “Hey, where are you guys? I’ve been waiting outside all morning and haven’t seen you. I’m going upstairs to answer.”
Minh texted back: “You go ahead, I’m going for a walk outside with Phuc.”
After replying, Minh put his phone aside and started thrusting into me intensely. I moaned softly enough for him to hear, but not so loudly that anyone around would notice the strange thing happening in the room. Minh was sucking on my nipples while he was fucking me; he always did that every time he was about to climax.
Minh, panting heavily, whispered in my ear, “I’m coming! It feels so good, I can’t take it anymore! Mmm… Mmm… Mmm… I’m going to cum and get you pregnant, Phúc! My dick is so numb… Ah… I can’t hold back anymore… I’m going to cum… I’m going to cum…”
Minh’s dick twitched inside my ass like always, a dozen streams of warm semen gushing out from the tip. But the condom wasn’t very thin, so I didn’t feel the “burning sensation” like before.
After we finished, Minh and I sat on a stone bench instead of going back to the room. I asked him, “Was it good with the condom? Why did you want two rounds and then stop so early?”
Minh replied, “It was good, but it was even better without a condom. You know how strong I am after I come. If we do it again now, I’ll make sure you don’t have to go to work tomorrow morning.”
The two of us went into the room and walked past Lui’s bed, only to find it empty. I assumed he was still out playing somewhere and hadn’t come back yet. But then, having come to my senses, I realized Lui wasn’t any more well-behaved than us. Could it be that he slept with every girl in the village back in his hometown and suddenly became a good boy here? That’s harder to believe than my father coming back to life.
The next day at lunchtime, I couldn’t find Lui anywhere. I asked Nhi, but he didn’t know either. These two were inseparable, so how could Nhi be missing too?
After lunch, we chatted for the whole afternoon until he arrived. As soon as he sat down, he excitedly said, “Nhi, Minh, are you coming to work with me in the processing area tomorrow?”
Minh quickly replied, “Of course, brother. Our area is incredibly hard. We have to be the earliest to load goods for delivery trucks in the morning, and the latest to stay to carry the huge piles of raw materials that come in. My back hurts so much.” Retorting: “Stop lying! Your backache is because you’re so obsessed with sex!”
“What else could it be but blame? Are you going, Nhi?”
Nhi replied, “Are you crazy? Of course I’m going. I get to work with my sister Dao every day.”
Brother Dau immediately said, “Go and work properly, don’t just mess around all day. If they find ‘love’ in your bag of cookies later, I won’t be able to save you.”
Nhi waved his hand dismissively, “Oh my god, you’re worrying too much. If it gets in, you’ll just knead the dough and mix the sugar, and then you won’t see anything anymore.”
I pretended to gag and said, “Hey, I’m not going to eat our company’s cookies anymore.”
Then, Lui glanced at me, his eyes strangely different. He said, half-seriously, half-jokingly, “Are you pregnant or something? You’re throwing up so much! You and Minh are inseparable when you go to work, but when you come home, you’re inseparable. You’re pregnant with his child, aren’t you?”
Before I could say anything, Nhi spoke up: “I’ve been sleeping next to you so much I’m pregnant now! Where’s your money? Give me some money to raise the baby!”
Lui retorted: “What baby are you raising? My baby or Mrs. Dao’s little clam?”
The whole group burst into laughter for the rest of the day, but somehow I had a feeling that Lui was acting strangely.