Washer Fun...

Going out in public would be all too much for John. He wanted to start things off slow, at least at first. He set to work looking for all his dirty clothes, crusty cum soaks as well and put them all into a basket. Once he was ready he pulled his pants up, picked up his basket and stepped out into the hall.

This mother was downstairs making breakfast and his sister in her room on the phone to friends by the sound of it. His little heart shook as he felt so different walking around without his normal penis size, there was no longer a dangling sausage between his legs and that lack of feeling was a constant reminder of what he had done and how horny it was making him. His little nub grew erect and even though he had expected as much it still shocked him that it caused no tent in his pants.

After what felt like a lifetime walk of shame he made his way down to the wash room. John placed his basket on the ground and opened the washer before him, the door opened outwards towards him, just like a certain porno he had seen recently. With a gulp he went for it, slowly lowering his pants slightly to reveal the pink outline to temp whoever may come to yank his pants fully down. Then he went for it, taking the position he had seen the girl take with her waist upwards inside the washer, ass and legs sticking out.

"hey? Anyone there? I-i'm stuck in the washer!" he called, nervously, unsure which of his family would come to his "aid"