Read Part 1 before reading this

Tovino Thomas had been standing on the toilet seat in the next stall the whole time. He had climbed up the moment he heard the first soft moan. His phone was already recording when Fahad went on his knees and took Dulquer’s thick cock deep into his throat. Tovino filmed everything – the deep sucking, the face fucking, the ass eating, the hard thrusting against the wall, the way they flipped and fucked each other, and the final messy faces full of cum. He never made a sound. His own cock was rock hard inside his pants the entire time.
When Fahad and Dulquer finally cleaned up and left the washroom, Tovino waited two full minutes. Then he climbed down, fixed his clothes, and walked out calmly. He followed them from a safe distance all the way to the boarding gate. He sat three rows behind them on the plane. He watched Dulquer fall asleep on Fahad’s shoulder, hand holding hand. Tovino smiled quietly to himself and saved every video file in a hidden folder on his phone.
In Hyderabad they went their separate ways. Tovino waited until evening. At 8:30 pm he sent the same short video clip to both of them. The clip showed only twenty seconds – Fahad deep-throating Dulquer while looking up, then Fahad fucking Dulquer hard against the washroom wall from behind. No faces were hidden. The sound of skin slapping and soft moans was clear.
The message under the video was simple:
“Hotel Grand, Room 812. Come alone. Both of you. Tonight 10 pm. Or this full video goes to every media group in Kerala and the rest of India. Your choice.”
Fahad was sitting on his hotel bed when the message arrived. His face went pale. He played the clip three times. His heart beat fast. He called Dulquer at once.
Dulquer’s voice was shaking when he answered. “You got it too?”
“Yes,” Fahad said. “We have to go. We have no choice.”
They met in the lobby of Hotel Grand at 9:50 pm. Both wore simple clothes – Fahad in a dark shirt and jeans, Dulquer in a black t-shirt and jeans. Neither spoke much. Their eyes met for a second and looked away. The lift ride to the 8th floor felt long. They stood side by side without touching.
Room 812 door was already open a little. Tovino stood inside wearing only grey track pants. His upper body was bare. He was lean and strong. He smiled when he saw them.
“Come in,” he said softly.
They stepped inside. Tovino closed the door and locked it with a loud click. He put the key in his pocket.
The big television on the wall was already on. The full airport video was playing with the volume low but clear. Fahad on his knees sucking Dulquer deep. Dulquer’s hands in Fahad’s hair. Then Fahad eating Dulquer’s ass. Then the hard fucking against the wall. The sound of moans filled the room.
Tovino stood in front of them, arms crossed. “Strip. Both of you. Now.”
Fahad and Dulquer looked at each other. Their faces were red. Slowly they started removing clothes. Shirts came off first. Then jeans and underwear. Soon both stood completely naked in the middle of the hotel room. Their cocks were already half hard from the video playing behind Tovino.
Tovino walked around them slowly, looking at their bodies. He stopped behind Dulquer and ran one finger down his spine. Then he stopped in front of Fahad and looked at his thick nine-inch cock.
“You two were so fucking dirty in that washroom,” Tovino said. “I watched every second. Now you will do what I say.”
He pushed his track pants down. His cock sprang out – thick, long, cut, already hard. He held it in one hand and stroked it once.
“On your knees. Both of you. Side by side.”
Fahad and Dulquer dropped to their knees on the soft carpet. Their faces were close to Tovino’s cock. The video kept playing on the big screen – Dulquer’s loud “Ahhhh” when Fahad first licked his hole.
Tovino stepped closer until the head of his cock almost touched their lips.
“Open your mouths.”
Fahad opened his mouth first. Dulquer opened his a second later. Tovino pushed the thick head of his cock into Fahad’s mouth and held it there. He looked down and watched Fahad’s lips stretch around it. Then he pulled out and pushed the same cock into Dulquer’s open mouth. He went back and forth between them, feeding them his cock one after the other.
“Suck together,” Tovino ordered.
Both of them leaned in. Their tongues met under Tovino’s shaft. They licked up and down together, wet and slow. Spit started running down the thick cock. Tovino held both their heads and pushed deeper into Fahad’s throat first. Fahad gagged a little but took it. Then he switched to Dulquer and fucked his throat the same way. Dulquer’s eyes watered. Spit dripped from both their chins onto the carpet.
Tovino pulled his cock out and slapped it lightly across both their faces. “Lick the balls too.”
Fahad and Dulquer moved lower. They took turns sucking each heavy ball into their mouths while the other licked the shaft. Their tongues touched often. The wet sounds mixed with the moans coming from the television.
Tovino pulled them up by their hair and pushed them toward the big bed. “Lie down. Side by side. On your backs.”
They did as they were told. Their hard cocks stood up – Fahad’s nine inches thick and heavy, Dulquer’s eight inches veiny and strong. Tovino climbed on the bed between them. He took both cocks in his hands and stroked them at the same time. His grip was firm. Pre-cum leaked from both tips.
“You like watching yourselves on that screen while I touch you?” Tovino asked.
Neither answered. Their breathing was already heavy.
Tovino moved up and straddled Fahad’s chest first. He rubbed his cock across Fahad’s lips. “Open.”
Fahad opened. Tovino pushed deep into his throat and started fucking his face hard. He held Fahad’s head with both hands and used his mouth like a hole. Spit ran down Fahad’s cheeks. After a full minute he pulled out, moved to Dulquer, and did the same – deep, hard throat fucking while Dulquer gagged and took it.
Then Tovino turned around so his ass faced their faces. He sat down slowly on Fahad’s mouth first. “Lick.”
Fahad’s tongue pushed into Tovino’s hole. He licked deep and wet while Tovino stroked both their cocks. After some time Tovino moved and sat on Dulquer’s face the same way. Dulquer licked hard, pushing his tongue inside.
Tovino stood up again and ordered them to get on all fours on the bed, side by side, asses facing him. He spit on both holes. He pushed two fingers into Fahad first, stretching him open, then did the same to Dulquer. Both of them moaned into the mattress.
“I’m going to fuck both of you,” Tovino said. “One after the other. And you will watch the video while I do it.”
He pushed the head of his thick cock against Fahad’s hole and pressed in slow. Fahad’s ass opened around the thick shaft. Tovino kept pushing until every inch was buried deep. He stayed still for a few seconds, feeling the tight heat. Then he started fucking – long deep strokes that made Fahad’s body rock forward. The sound of skin hitting skin filled the room. On the television the airport video showed almost the same position.
Tovino fucked Fahad hard for several minutes. He reached under and stroked Fahad’s cock at the same time. Then he pulled out, moved sideways, and pushed the same wet cock into Dulquer’s hole. Dulquer groaned loud when the thick head stretched him open. Tovino pushed all the way in and started pounding. Dulquer’s hands gripped the sheets. His own cock leaked onto the bed.
Tovino switched between them again and again. He fucked Fahad deep, then pulled out and buried himself inside Dulquer, then back to Fahad. Both of their holes stayed open and wet. He spit on them more than once. He slapped their asses hard. He made them push back onto his cock.
After a long time he pulled out of Dulquer and ordered them to lie on their backs again, legs spread wide. He climbed over Fahad first, pushed his cock back inside, and fucked him missionary while looking into his eyes. Then he moved to Dulquer and did the same – deep, hard, face to face. Their cocks rubbed between their stomachs.
Tovino pulled out and sat back on his heels. “Suck me together again.”
Fahad and Dulquer scrambled to their knees. They both took the wet cock into their mouths at the same time, tongues sliding over the shaft and each other. Spit and pre-cum mixed. They sucked hard, eyes half closed.
Tovino held both their heads and pushed deeper into one throat then the other. He was close. He pulled back and stroked his cock fast. “Open your mouths. Stick out your tongues.”
They did. Tovino came hard. Thick ropes of cum shot across both their faces and tongues. Some landed on Fahad’s lips. Some landed on Dulquer’s cheeks and chin. They stayed still with tongues out while the last drops landed.
Tovino rubbed the remaining cum across their faces with the head of his cock. Then he ordered them to clean each other’s faces with their tongues. Fahad licked the cum from Dulquer’s cheeks. Dulquer licked the cum from Fahad’s lips and chin. They kissed while doing it, sharing the taste.
Tovino was already recording everything on his phone from the side table. The camera pointed at the bed. He did not stop it.
He made them stay on the bed, still naked and messy. He sat on the chair and watched them for a while, phone still recording.
“This is only the beginning,” Tovino said in a calm voice. “I have the airport video. Now I have this one too. You will come whenever I call. You will do whatever I say. Or both videos go public.”
Fahad and Dulquer sat on the edge of the bed, naked, cum still drying on their faces. They looked at each other and then at Tovino. They knew he was serious.
Tovino smiled and unlocked his phone. He showed them the new recording already saved next to the airport files.
“Get dressed. Leave. I will message you when I want you again.”
They put their clothes back on slowly. Their bodies still felt the heat and the stretch. When they walked out of Room 812 the door locked behind them. The big television inside was still playing the airport video on loop.
In the lift they stood side by side without speaking. Outside the hotel the night air felt cool on their warm skin. They knew this was not finished. Tovino had everything. And he would use it.