The broken boys, as they're known on campus, retreat to their secret spot, a disused storage room, for their late-night rendezvous. Undeterred by their namesake, they huddle together, their small dicks tenting their pants. They take turns watching and performing, their erections growing harder with each passing moment. The room is filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the soft, wet sounds of their hands working their cocks. Despite their name, there's nothing broken about their desire, only an unspoken understanding that they're all in this together.