I couldn't have been gone more than 5 minutes before I returned back to my room
to grab my phone when I saw Richie throwing himself down on the bed, face down
and grinding like a cat in heat. I didn't know what he was doing, but it was
clear I stumbled upon a private moment. I playfully asked what he was doing,
curious by this behavior. He quickly jumped up and moved himself into a position
where he was hiding something behind him. What was I supposed to do? I walked
over and asked to see what he had. To my surprise, he was holding my jock in his
hand, clutching it like it was some secret, precious thing he didn't want me to
see. My jock. My sweaty, well worn jock that was still covered in the scent of
my nuts. I knew then what he was doing. The little pervert was sniffing it and
getting off in secret! I couldn't help cracking a smile. I was definitely
tickled and amused, but also happy to see him expressing his desires. I took off
my towel, still covered in the same sweat and scent as the jock. I asked him if
he wanted to take a sniff of the real thing. The pause in his eyes was palpable.
Even though my gesture was open and without any conditions, I watched as he did
the calculations in his head about whether or not he should do it. I stood
still, not pressuring, not judging, just letting my ripe cock and balls hang
free between my legs as he made his decision. Then, to my delight, he leaned
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