“Nnnngggg!” Danny moaned, throwing back his head and pumping his hips upward.

Nick watched intently as Danny's hips bucked forward and his head threw back, a long groan of pleasure emanating from his mouth as Brian continued to cup his balls firmly in his hand. The porn stream was now forgotten, but continuing to flash rapidly behind them; all eyes in the room were now glued to Danny's brown cockshaft as it bounced back and forth as he humped the air, smacking against his lower abs. Nick was dimly aware that he was pumping his own shaft in time with Danny's bucks, and that their tempo was in turn syncing up with the dull subsonic bass vibrations reverberating from the black box under Lee's desk.

"Fuckkkk!" Danny exhaled after a long shudder, his eyes unfocused and his hands gripping the side of his chair. "Feels like I just railed on a fat ass for an hour straight, and I'm still fuckin' hard!"

Lee nodded eagerly, continuing to pump at his own shaft, legs spread over his armrests. "That's the thing, man, the Goon Machine takes you right to the edge. But it keeps you there."

"Just lets you enjoy." Brian said, continuing to roll Danny's balls around under the skin of his sac. They looked so swollen. Nick could feel his mouth starting to water. "Enjoy your cock."

"My cock feels so good!" Nick exclaimed, desperation seizing him — he had to let his roommates share in the sensations flooding his brain, had to broadcast his bate. Nick leapt up from his seat to stand in the middle of the circle of chairs, thrusting his pelvis upwards, the veins straining along his shaft as he rapidly pumped his right fist, pinching at his left nipple with the other hand. A silvery stream of pre-cum was flowing freely from his piss slit, coating his knuckles, and the heavy fog of cockstink thickened in the room.

The other fraternity brothers moaned in near-unison at Nick's display. "Nghhh!!!"