In a cramped dorm room, Kenny and Zack, both emo and twinkish, struggle to concentrate on their textbooks. As they lean over the desk, their bodies brush, and the spark ignites. Kenny's eyes linger on Zack's lithe form, his mind drifting from algebra to the hardness growing in Zack's jeans. Zack, caught in Kenny's gaze, feels his breath hitch, his cock twitching. The desk is cleared in a flurry of papers, replaced by a flurry of kisses and touches. Kenny's small hands wrap around Zack's throbbing cock, guiding it to his eager, waiting mouth, while Zack's fingers tease Kenny's tight, virgin hole, priming it for the inevitable gay fucking to come.