In the dimly lit room, Tony stirs, half-aware of the weight on his lap. His friends, their eyes glazed over with drink and desire, take turns grasping his flaccid cock, their eager hands manipulating him towards arousal. Tony's protests are met with laughter and jeers, his attempts to squirm away futile against their drunken strength. The air grows thick with the scent of sweat and precum as his cock hardens against his will, his friends' hands working in tandem to bring him to an unwanted climax.