No

"Dude, hurry the fuck up or we’re leaving without you," Dakota said, barging in and swinging the bedroom door open.

"Dakota, no! Close the door!" Seth pleaded, but it was too late. All four of them were standing in his room, frozen, staring.

Seth couldn’t stop now; he was on the edge, and the group just stood there, watching, caught in the bizarre moment.

"Ahhhh, FUCK!" Seth groaned, thrusting into his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, it didn’t come. His hips jerked desperately, searching for the sweet release, but it never arrived.

The group just stared, silent and stunned, until finally, Dakota spoke. "Jesus Christ, man, you gonna finish so we can go or what?"

Seth breathed heavily, his frustration mounting. "I... can't... cum..." he muttered through gritted teeth.

"Well then get dressed so we can go," Dakota said, stepping back. "We’re gonna wait downstairs," They all filed out of the room, leaving Seth alone, still tense and confused.

"What the hell is going on?" Seth muttered to himself, staring down at his painfully swollen cock. He groaned, throwing his hands up. "Guess I better shower first."

Seth stepped into the shower, washing himself and scrubbing his hair. He finished quickly, dried off, and got dressed then headed downstairs, his erection stubbornly persistent.

“Finally,” Mia said, glancing at her phone. “Now we can get going... Uhhh, Seth, you're still... uhhh..."

“Rock hard,” Dakota cut in, grinning as his eyes flicked to Seth’s obvious condition.

“I told you guys I couldn’t cum... It’s that damn serum,” Seth muttered, irritation creeping into his voice.

“Well, man up, and let’s go,” Dakota said, unaffected.