The dorm's communal shower echoes with the patter of water, oblivious to the charged silence between Jack and Chad. Jack's eyes linger on Chad's toned form, his hand reaching out, trailing soapy suds down Chad's abs, pausing at his growing bulge. Chad's breath hitches, his eyes locked with Jack's as Jack tentatively wraps a hand around his cock. The room fills with their ragged breaths, the air thick with tension and the scent of soap. Chad's hand mirrors Jack's, their bodies pressing closer, exploring each other's hardness, their movements hesitant yet hungry.