Summer Jobs/OpenIt

"Buddy?" You look around. Cameron is not in his room. You go in. What hits you most is the smell. Kind of rank and kind of, kind of, insanely hot. Like candy lost under a dresser and used boy's underwear and sweat-soaked sheets. It's a mess but a very familiar one. Cameron has a few posters on his walls... all hot muscular young jocks. Your dick swells a tiny bit. Reflexively you squeeze it through your increasingly tight briefs.

Just then, Cameron walks in wearing a pair of faded baby-blue Hanes with a little dot of moisture forming over his little dick.

"Hey buddy, I'm sorry for snapping at you."

Surprised and increasingly aroused, you say nothing and slowly squeeze your dick again.