The boy glanced downward as he directed his penis with two fingers of each hand.The boy glanced downward as he directed his penis with two fingers of each hand. Without much concentration he guided the thin, though powerful jet of watery piss into the center of the bowl with deadly accuracy. He suppressed a giggle as it splattered off the very center of the drain. It seemed to take Mr. Baker longer to get started and Rafael sneaked a glance sideways. Mr. Baker was holding his penis with one hand and leaning up against the tiled wall with the other. He seemed to be stroking his penis just back from where the head flared out, coaxing it out. He could see almost all of Mr. Baker's penis. It looked fat and old. It was kind of withered with a roughened head that was very different to the smooth soft head of his own little penis when the foreskin was retracted. Mr. Baker was circumcised, 'cut' as Jerry called it. Rafael wondered whether it really did affect the 'sensitivity' of it. He knew that a lot of boys at Centerville were like that and it didn't seem to be a problem, they sure were sensitive enough. Rafael smiled. Anyway, if his didn't loosen up soon the doctor had said that it would probably have to be cut off. He didn't care, it'd be a lot easier than trying to wash the damn thing every morning in the shower. Finally a dark yellow stream of piss began to come from the man's penis. Rafael looked up, suddenly becoming aware that Mr. Baker was looking sideways and down at Rafael's own little penis as it protruded through his fly. The boy smiled as he shook the last few drips out so he wouldn't soil his new underpants. |