"Nghhhhh!!!" Nick cried out, his moans merging with the others. "Cummmmmminggggg!"

Lee slowly pulled his cock from Nick's mouth, groaning as the last of his shots finally ebbed. The taste of his friend's backed-up jizz flooded the remnants of Nick's brain, his lolling tongue eagerly showing off the pearlescent load to the rest of the room as he pumped his meat. Dick-drunk, Nick continued to work Danny's cumlube into the glistening veins of his own shaft, pausing only to bring his hand up and lick clean a strand of goo between splayed fingertips before spitting it back onto his palm and reapplying fist to prick.

His pisshole dilated as Nick's desperately straining cum-pump finally released. His balls tightened as the first spurt of jizz flew from his cockhead, fountaining upward to plaster Danny's thighs and shaven brown balls. Danny watched with a glazed look, his meat still throbbing and dripping from his own recent climax. "Fuck yeah bro," Danny hissed encouragement, "empty that nutttt!"

Nick's second shot followed seconds later, a third, a fourth, before he was able to re-direct his shaft towards Brian, whose chest was already splattered with his own emission, which Brian was smearing over himself, continuing to tweak his nipples in the afterglow. "NGHHH...." Nick gasped, more hot ropes shooting from his swollen dong. Brian continued to babble, still brainbroken from the intensity of their goon session even as his own orgasm had slowed. "Share cock share cummmm! Fuckkk.. Jizzsoak us gooner!"

Five.. six .. seven more thick shots and Nick's ejaculation showed no signs of stopping. Lee stepped forward, his glans glistening from Nick's mouth. "Cock feeds cock", Lee whispered reverently, pushing his drooping dong forward to smear it over Nick's face again as Nick cried out again, climax continuing to wrack his body.

"Fuckk!" Nick exclaimed. "Cockkkk feels so goooooood! I'm a gooner! We're all gooner bators! NGHHHH!!" Crouching forward, Nick hunched over in a half-ball, curling his face down to aim his still-spurting cockhead directly towards his own face, his tongue out, drool and the remnants of his frat mate's loads spilling from his lips. Eight ... nine ... ten... more shots of hot cum continued to surge forth, each emission as thick in volume as his first, some splashing into his mouth, others going wide, Nick reveling in the beauty of his bate.

By the twelfth shot, Nick's vision began to blur — after what felt like hours, exhausted, he collapsed, for the moment fully spent.