Ryan, a 22 Year old Bartender

Harsh winds blew as dark storm clouds rolled through the ocean’s horizon. It was going to rain soon and Ryan, a 22 year old guy living in his coastal home, stood on his balcony and admired the scenery. He sighed and smiled, looking down at the beach and the waves rolling on and off the coast. His brown eyes glazed over each crash, brown hair getting messy from the wind. He loved the ocean and all its beauty. The smell of the salty air, the sand on his feet and the sun beaming down on him. It was a dream.

Turning his eyes to the house next door, he spotted a woman around the same age as him walking through her living room. Leah, 21 years old, his coworker at the bar and neighbour. The girl had her hair up in a messy bun and a baggy T shirt and jeans. Ryan didn't see a bra. He felt the familiar stir in his lower abdomen and turned away. He was too nervous to ask her out. They were really good friends but nothing more.

His attention was drawn away when the rain started to come down and a flash of lightning lit up the sky. He smiled, loving the feel of the cool water hitting his body. He could hear his neighbours running back into their homes. Leah looked up and waved before shutting her sliding door. Ryan stayed a bit longer before the storm grew worse. He shut his door and went inside. His home was pretty cozy, a nice sized bed, a living room and a small kitchen. He grabbed a towel and rubbed it over his head. After drying himself off, he walked through his house and closed all the curtains before changing into some shorts and a baggy shirt, noticing that his dick was still somewhat erect from seeing Leah without a bra.

“Heh… come on… settle down.” He said, looking down and poking his hardening length.

The storm had been raging on for a few hours, rain pouring down and the wind blowing wildly. Ryan was laying on his bed and reading a book, getting closer to the climax. A loud clap of thunder made him jump and he sighed, putting his bookmark in the page.

Suddenly, the power went out and he groaned, tossing his book aside.
Ryan grabbed a flashlight and turned it on. He shined the light around and walked into the living room, spotting his candles and matches. He set them down and lit the wicks, creating a soft glow in the house.
Laying back down, Ryan groaned in annoyance at the situation. He felt his cock, still erect, twitch.

“Not now… jesus, I thought they fixed the power problems last time…” he mumbled, pushing his hand against the tent in his shorts.

His length hardened, pulsating and twitching under his palm. Ryan wasn’t feeling overly horny yet his dick persisted without reason.
Slowly, he moved his hand over his shorts and grasped his erection, giving it a firm squeeze. Ryan couldn't understand what was going on. He just needed release, something was pushing him to get it.

His shorts were becoming uncomfortable, his length straining against the fabric. But he wasn’t entirely in the mood. He wasn't really turned on, his mind wasn’t in the mood. Yet his cock was, his hips bucking into his palm.
Ryan stood and removed his shirt, letting the cool air hit his heated skin.

“Fuck… what’s going on with me…?” he groaned, moving his hand down and rubbing the bulge.

His breathing became ragged and his knees trembled, the sensation making his head spin. He shimmied out of his shorts but left the briefs on, not wanting to touch his length directly.

The tent strained, his cock throbbing painfully and leaking. Ryan couldn't stand it. His body was aching and he felt a deep craving, something he couldn't describe.
He tried closing his eyes to ignore his needy dick. But he couldn’t ignore the feeling of his dick moving, all on its own, and pushing through the fly. Ryan gasped, opening his eyes and looking down.

His dick was now outside his underwear, throbbing and dripping with precum as his foreskin twitched unnaturally. Ryan swallowed the lump in his throat. He was afraid to touch his own cock, but his dick seemed to be having a mind of its own.
With a shaky hand, he touched the tip and his cock reacted, jumping and twitching.
Ryan couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
He had no idea why his dick was acting like this, why it was moving and twitching on its own. He tried touching it again, watching it throb and twitch in his hand.

He groaned, the sight turning him on and his length was now fully erect. He threw his head back, closing his eyes and panting at the unusual stimulation.

“My my… these candles really make everything feel romantic~” a feminine voice cooed almost mockingly.

Ryan froze, his dick twitching and throbbing. He looked around his room, not seeing anyone except for himself… and his dick.
He was so confused. Did someone break into his house? He looked around again, searching for the intruder. But when he looked down, his eyes widened.

There, between his legs, his dick was now pointing itself at his face. His cock was pulsating and dripping, looking almost angry. The tip was a deep shade of red, foreskin covering the top and the rest was throbbing.
His breath quickened and his heart hammered, the realisation hitting him when he saw the tip of his foreskin frown at him like a mouth.

A small whimper left his lips and his dick twitched, a deep feminine chuckle resonating from the head. The tip of his foreskin opened slightly, revealing sharp, white teeth.
Ryan tried to move, but his cock had him locked in a trance. It didn’t have eyes, or a nose, or anything else other than simply being his dick but with the tip being a mouth, and Ryan was shell shocked.

His dick was smiling. And it was smiling at him.

It chuckled again, sending a shudder down Ryan's spine. It was so soft and delicate, yet terrifying and creepy. The small, thin lips of the tip pulled into a wider grin.

"Aww, Ryan, don't be so scared~" his cock purred, it's voice was smooth and sweet.

Ryan could only stare, his mind and body frozen in place.

“Besides, acting like a bitch isn’t really hot…” his dick huffed, the foreskin frowning.

"What…? How do you know my name?!" he exclaimed, his hands trembling.

"I am your dick, you idiot. Of course I would know who I'm attached to." it hissed.

"But... how are you alive...?" he questioned, trying to calm his pounding heart.

His cock frowned, "I dunno! I’ve always been here… but now I’m… more?”

Ryan was confused, but could tell his dick was just as confused as him.

“I suppose you also don’t know why you sound like a woman?” He asked.

His dick frowned,

"Oh come on, are you serious?" it huffed, "You think I can answer all of your questions? I don't have the answers, Ryan."

It then smirked, "Though... I may have the ability to just make it worse~"

His dick chuckled and Ryan couldn't help the arousal he felt. His dick was sexy and feminine and it was turning him on.

His dick grinned and leaned closer, the tip hovering over Ryan's face.

"Oh my~ does it turn you on that I have a female voice?~" it purred.

Ryan swallowed and looked away.

"Hey, look at me."

He did as told and his dick chuckled, a string of precum oozing out and landing on Ryan's nose.

"Tell me, Ryan, does it turn you on~?" it purred, leaning in more.

"Y-yes."

His cock smiled.

"I can tell... we share arousal after all..." it giggled, whispering.

Ryan looked down and groaned, his cock was twitching and throbbing.

"So... if you're going to continue with this, then touch me. I'm dying here." his dick huffed, leaning away.

Ryan didn’t move.

“For fucks sake, dude. I wasn’t asking…” his cock growled.

Suddenly, Ryan felt his dick stroke itself. As if an invisible hand had wrapped around his length and was jerking him off.

The feeling made him groan and his hips bucked. He fell back, panting and whining. His dick smiled, continuing to stroke him.

"Oh, fuck..." Ryan whimpered.

His cock was moving all on its own. The foreskin pulling up and down, the tip twisting, and the shaft stroking.

"Mm~ I know you're enjoying this." his cock giggled.

"N-no… n-ahh!"

Ryan couldn't fight his words. His dick was right, he was enjoying the pleasure. It felt so good.

His length throbbed and pulsated, the tip was leaking and precum was dribbling down his shaft.

"F-fuck... hah!" Ryan moaned, his body heating up.

He couldn't take his eyes off his cock. Watching the head smile at him and stroke itself was so arousing.

"Do you want more?~" his cock teased.

Ryan couldn't respond. His dick was already working his shaft.

"Tell me, do you want more?" his cock repeated.

Ryan hesitated and his dick stopped, giving him a disapproving look.

"I can stop at any time."

Ryan whined, his cock smirking.

"Come on... be a good boy and tell me."

"Y-yes... more... please..."

His dick smiled.

"Good boy. Now, sit up."

Ryan obeyed. His cock began to jerk again, slowly.

"You're so easy. A little praise and you'll do anything. I have such a needy owner, huh?" his dick teased.

"S-shut up..."

"Ooh~ feisty. I can make you shut up, y'know. I can get aggressive with these babies~” Ryan felt his balls heave themselves out of his briefs and through the fly too.

Ryan groaned, eyes going wide as his cock smirked, a deep feminine chuckle leaving its lips.

"Don't wanna find out, huh? Well then, behave yourself. Or else..."

Ryan shivered and his dick grinned, his balls now hanging out too.

"God, our balls are so full. About time I relieved us. Don't you agree?~" his cock purred.

"Mm."

"That's not an answer. Answer me. Tell me you want relief."

"Yes... god, yes... fuck..." Ryan moaned.

His cock chuckled, stroking his shaft faster.
"I love hearing you beg~"

Ryan's balls were starting to ache. They were so full and needed release. He could feel his dick's balls tighten.

"Fuck, so full... shit..." his dick cursed, the foreskin twisting.

Ryan watched as his cock sped up its strokes, precum now dribbling down the shaft and pooling in the fly of his briefs.

"C-cumming...!" Ryan whined.

"Do it. Cum for me, baby~" his cock purred.
Ryan couldn't take it. He came, hard.
His dick seized, spitting cum from its tip and all over his stomach. It coated his skin, thick and sticky. Ryan was moaning, his whole body was on fire.

When the orgasm passed, Ryan looked down and groaned. His cock was still hard.

"Oh no... I'm not done." his dick chuckled.

Ryan didn't get the chance to question her before his cock stroked again.

"W-wait, a-ah!"

Ryan was sensitive, but his cock wasn't stopping.

"Cum again." it growled.

Ryan couldn't believe this. He was about to cum again.

His dick continued stroking, the head twisting and the shaft pulsating.

"Fuck, so sensitive..."

"Ahh! F-fuck, fuck, fuck!" Ryan cried.

"I'm not stopping. Keep going." his dick growled, the strokes getting faster.

Ryan's second orgasm was hitting. His body was trembling, his cock was twitching.

"Ahh, shit!" he cursed.

His dick sputtered, spraying his cum over his stomach again.
"Shit, so much... fuck, feels so good." his cock groaned.

Ryan panted, his dick smiling and his balls retracting.

"Fuck, we needed that. Mm, that was great."

Ryan couldn't reply, his eyes closing.

"You're gonna go to sleep now, after I did all the work…" his dick chuckled, "Typical man.”

Ryan didn’t care, he was spent.

As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was asleep.