The room is filled with the soft sounds of their mutual pleasure, the scent of teenage musk heavy in the air. The blonde boy's hand moves faster, his grip tight, his hips bucking slightly. The dark-haired boy mirrors him, his hand moving in time, his cock glistening with pre-cum. They come together, their bodies tensing, their breaths catching, their cocks pulsing as they spill their loads onto their stomachs. They clean each other up, their fingers tracing lines on each other's skin, their smiles soft and secret.