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Chapter 8 by GeonnomX GeonnomX

What's next?

Serious talk

"So...We're alone now," Tim whispered looking at his penis as he closed the door.

His penis looked around the room, its foreskin twitching with excitement. "Let's talk," it suggested, its voice a low murmur.

Tim sat on the edge of the bed, his penis standing tall beside him. "Okay," he said, his heart racing. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Well," his penis began, "I've been with you for a while...and I know you have feelings for Lucy."

Tim's eyes widened. "Shhh!"

"What's wrong?" his penis whispered back, its foreskin twitching in confusion.

"We can't just talk about that out loud!" Tim hissed, his eyes darting to the door.

The penis looked around, as if just realizing the implications of the situation. "Oh right," it lowered its voice.

"So, what do we do about it?" Tim asked, feeling a mix of hope and embarrassment.

"We should tell her," his penis replied, its foreskin moving with the words. "She's obviously into you."

Tim laid back on the bed, lost in thought. It was true, Lucy had been nothing but supportive and curious about his predicament. Maybe there was more to it. "But what if she thinks I'm a freak?" Tim voiced his fear.

"Trust me," the penis assured him, "she's already seen the freakiest part of you."

Tim couldn't argue with that. He took a deep breath and made a decision. "Okay, but isn't it way to early? We barely got to know each other today."

The penis remained silent for a moment, considering Tim's words. "We're all different, Tim. And I think Lucy's pretty open-minded. Plus, she's already seen the most bizarre part of you."

Tim nodded, feeling a knot in his stomach loosen slightly. "You're right," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Let's tell her tomorrow."

The penis bobbed in agreement. "Good plan," it murmured, sounding content.

They lay there for a while longer, Tim's hand still resting on his penis, feeling the warmth of his skin. The room was quiet, the only sound their combined breathing.

As the night grew later, Tim's cock began to droop, and he realized it was time to get some rest. He striped off his shirt and pants. He tucked his penis back into his boxers and climbed into bed, the soft sheets a stark contrast to the tumultuous day he'd had.

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