I quickly switched back to the camera feed in Minh Phong’s room, but accidentally tapped into another one instead—the room shared by Trọng Quân, Nhật Hào, Duy Long, Ngọc Lễ, and Ngọc Duy. Although the lights were already off, the infrared camera still captured everything clearly in the darkness.
Trọng Quân and Ngọc Duy seemed to have drunk a bit too much and were already asleep on one of the beds. On the other bed, Nhật Hào was sandwiched between Duy Long and Ngọc Lễ. He lay on his back with both arms spread out, letting the other two rest against him, their heads pressed into his armpits, knees propped up on his shoulders.
It was hard to tell whether the three of them were asleep or not, but Nhật Hào’s hands were clearly inside Duy Long’s and Ngọc Lễ’s pants. His fingers didn’t stay still, moving constantly, kneading the soft flesh beneath his palms. The other two weren’t innocent either—each had one hand slipped into Nhật Hào’s crotch, one gripping the upper part, the other holding lower. I knew that cock well; when fully hard, even two hands couldn’t cover it completely.
Without a doubt, Duy Long and Ngọc Lễ had gotten more than their money’s worth from this trip. Watching them “share” one dick between them was both pitiful and hilarious at the same time.
After a while, I switched back to the camera in Minh Phong’s room, just in time to see Thế Sang come out of the bathroom. Even after cumming once, the bulge in his pants was still very much alive.
“Alright, you guys keep drinking,” he said. “I’m going back to my room for another round.”
With that, he scooped Ngọc Linh up in his arms and left the room, the obvious tent in his pants impossible to miss.
The four people left behind were clearly feeling the effects of the drug. Quốc Bảo couldn’t hold it anymore—he collapsed onto the bed, rubbing himself through his pants, groaning softly. He stripped off his shirt and outer pants, leaving only his underwear on. His cock lay diagonally inside, clearly outlined.
“This isn’t good,” Quốc Bảo muttered. “I’m going to the bathroom.”
As soon as he stood up, Bá Kiên shot Minh Phong a look, signaling him to follow.
Out in the room, Bá Kiên and Minh Khôi had already started wrestling on the bed. They kissed deeply, tongues tangled, each grabbing the other’s cock. I couldn’t tell whether it was the drug’s effect or the result of living together for months, but Minh Khôi no longer seemed resistant to another man’s lips.
Suddenly, Minh Phong sent me another camera link. This angle was from inside the bathroom of his room—the very place Quốc Bảo had gone to deal with his painfully hard cock. Minh Phong, meanwhile, was clearly about to play the role of a “helpful friend.”
Quốc Bảo sat on the toilet, about to pull his seventeen-centimeter cock out of his underwear, when he saw Minh Phong walk in.
“Are you using the bathroom?” he asked. “If not, let me borrow it. I need to jerk off.”
Minh Phong chuckled. “Yeah, I know. I was thinking of lending you a toy to make it feel even better.”
Already unbearably horny, Quốc Bảo asked immediately, “What toy?”
Minh Phong pulled out a wall-mounted masturbator cup. I recognized it—it looked familiar. He attached it to the wall in front of Quốc Bảo, applied lubricant, and worked his fingers in and out of the opening.
Anyone would get turned on seeing that, let alone someone drugged like Quốc Bảo. He didn’t hesitate for a second.
“Let me use it!”
He pulled down his underwear, his fully erect cock springing free in front of Minh Phong, and shoved it straight into the cup, thrusting hard and fast.
“Ah… fuck, this feels amazing… so fucking good… I’m gonna lose it…”
“Feels good?” Minh Phong asked casually. “Want something extra?”
Not thinking clearly, Quốc Bảo replied immediately, “Yeah! Do it! I’m so fucking horny!”
Minh Phong spread lubricant on a vibrating butt plug and stepped closer, spreading Quốc Bảo’s ass to push it in.
“Hey—what is that? That hurts…” Quốc Bảo gasped.
“It won’t hurt,” Minh Phong said calmly.
Quốc Bảo barely resisted, only frowning slightly as the plug slid inside. Then it began vibrating violently.
The stimulation hit instantly. His cock spurted uncontrollably, fluid leaking back out of the masturbator cup. His legs trembled, knees knocking together as he moaned helplessly.
“So good… ah… my ass feels so fucking good…”
Minh Phong smiled. “Enjoy yourself. Call me if you need anything.”
He left Quốc Bảo writhing on the bathroom floor, unable to stand, body arching as pleasure tore through him. One hand jerked his cock, the other pressed the plug deeper inside. His moans grew louder and more desperate by the second.
Minh Phong wasted no time returning to the bed. Minh Khôi was pinned between them now, the three forming a messy human train, moaning without restraint.
After a while, Quốc Bảo staggered back out of the bathroom, cock still hanging stiffly in front of him. Seeing the scene on the bed, he didn’t comment—only complained,
“It stopped vibrating.”
He meant the plug inside him.
Minh Phong waved him over and pulled the plug out. Quốc Bảo’s hairy but flushed asshole pulsed visibly, making Bá Kiên swallow hard. Minh Phong deliberately didn’t put the plug back in. Within moments, Quốc Bảo groaned impatiently,
“Put it back in already. My ass is itching like crazy.”
Bá Kiên pulled his cock out of Minh Khôi, grabbed Quốc Bảo by the hips, and shoved himself inside.
“Fuck—why are you fucking me?” Quốc Bảo gasped, startled, his hands bracing weakly against Bá Kiên’s waist.
“Want me to pull out?” Bá Kiên asked.
Quốc Bảo didn’t answer.
Bá Kiên actually pulled out.
Immediately, the unbearable emptiness hit. Quốc Bảo groaned,
“Put it back in… hurry…”
“Beg me,” Bá Kiên pressed. “Ask me to fuck you.”
“…Please… please… put your cock back in… my ass is so itchy…”
Bá Kiên laughed in satisfaction. “Good boy.”
He slammed back inside, thrusting relentlessly. Quốc Bảo buried his face into the mattress, moaning, humiliated and overwhelmed with pleasure.
On the other side, Minh Khôi protested, “What about my ass?”
Minh Phong replied, “Bảo’s cock is rock hard. Bring it over. Bảo, fuck him.”
Quốc Bảo didn’t answer—but when Minh Khôi pushed back, he slid right in. His long cock hit Minh Khôi’s sweet spot, making him gasp, precum spilling freely.
“Fuck… Bảo’s cock is so long… this feels insane…”
Minh Phong stood on the bed, his not-too-big but fully erect cock swaying in front of Quốc Bảo’s face. Like a man possessed, Quốc Bảo took it into his mouth, eyes closed, sucking eagerly. Minh Phong pinched his nipples while Bá Kiên bit gently at his ear from behind.
Every sensitive spot—inside and out—was being stimulated.
The diffuser on the headboard continued releasing thick, intoxicating scent into the air. The more they breathed it in, the harder they fucked, showing no sign of stopping despite hoarse voices and sweat-soaked bodies.
Eventually, they changed positions.
Bá Kiên stepped down to the floor, lifting Quốc Bảo’s legs onto his shoulders as he fucked him. Quốc Bảo lay on his back, ass pressed to the edge of the bed. His cock pointed upward, and Minh Khôi immediately mounted it, riding him hard. Minh Phong knelt behind Quốc Bảo, thrusting down into his mouth, his ass presented to Minh Khôi.
Suddenly, Minh Khôi started licking Minh Phong’s ass, while Bá Kiên reached forward to pinch Minh Khôi’s nipples. Anyone not sucking a cock was moaning like they’d lost their mind. The room had descended into complete, obscene chaos.
Minh Phong reached up and turned off the diffuser, clearly preparing for the final climax.
Ten minutes later, Quốc Bảo was the first to break, cumming hard inside Minh Khôi. His mouth was full, unable to moan, but his body shook violently. His ass clenched, dragging Bá Kiên over the edge as well.
Bá Kiên filled Quốc Bảo, Quốc Bảo filled Minh Khôi.
Minh Khôi, burning hot with pleasure, jerked himself while twisting back to kiss Bá Kiên deeply. A few thrusts later, he exploded too, cum splattering across Quốc Bảo’s stomach and face—and even dripping onto Minh Phong’s balls.
Minh Phong pulled out of Quốc Bảo’s mouth and quickly finished on his face.
Already spent and half-asleep, Quốc Bảo couldn’t say a word.
The four of them collapsed naked together on the wide bed, falling asleep just like that.
On our end, Hoàng Tuấn and I had been watching for a while—and we were both painfully hard.
The result was obvious.
We went at it again.