College Boys Jacking Off Together

Nick and Paul stroked their raging cock until they both, in a series of sharp intakes of breath, sent ropes of creamy cum spurting from their cocks.
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“What was that?” Paul woke with a start.
The dim light from the window illuminated the dorm room with gray and blue shadows. He turned in his bed to look across the small room to his roommate, Nick’s bed. Nick’s back was turned towards the wall and Paul couldn’t make out if he was sleeping or had he heard the noise too.
“Did you hear that?” Paul whispered loudly.
Nick lay frozen in his bed, pretending to sleep. He turned slowly and muttered “Hear what?”
“I don’t know, it sounded like a…” Paul tried to come up with something to describe the sound that roused him from his deep sleep.
“I’m sure it was nothing, go back to sleep.” Nick said.
“I don’t know, man. I thought I heard moaning or something. Maybe Larry next door is finally getting laid!” Paul smirked.
“Yeah, maybe.” Nick replied noncommittally.
Paul relaxed and turned away slightly toward the wall on his side of the tiny dorm room. This was a typical room for on-campus housing, not the palatial rooms that are frequently portrayed on TV and in the movies. This was a real dorm room, about ten by fifteen with a dresser, bed, desk and bookshelf on each side separated by five or so feet. Nick and Paul were upperclassmen but neither could really afford an off-campus apartment so the next best thing was a two-person room on-campus. Not the four-person rooms of the underclassmen dorms or worse, the youth hostel-like cattle pens of the freshmen dorms. Quiet, well-kept rooms, six rooms to a common bathroom without the insanity of the other campus living arrangements.
These close quarters kept things quiet but also afforded very little...