Leave the Bathroom

With a sigh you pull your shorts back up, preparing to start your run with Courtney. So what if things got off to a rocky start? She at least was still willing to stay here with you, so it couldn't be all bad right? These thoughts slowly fizzle out as you see her leaving with a tall black man. They're heading in the direction of the trail, and laughing hysterically about something. Nervously, you think you might know what. You quickly jog over, your tiny cock bouncing up in down in your shorts.

"Courtney wait up!" You call out to her. She and her knew friend look back with a combination of surprise and annoyance.

"Didn't you get my message?" She asks, a bit exasperated.

You flush, coming to a stop with the tip of your boner bobbing back and forth from the momentum, the black guy stifles his laugh with a coughing fit. Pulling out your phone with shaking hands, you see a message from Courtney.

Hey, Anon! I don't think this run is gonna work out today, I forgot I've got some errands to do. Maybe another time?

You look back at her, about to ask what the errands were when you realize it was a polite way of saying she didn't want to run with you. Embarrassed, you try to stammer out a response but fail. The black guy next to her finally speaks up, saying he wouldn't mind if you joined them swimming. Courtney raises an eyebrow and scrunches her nose a bit at that, which makes your heart sink a bit more. The taller, slightly overweight black guy remains friendly though, reaching out to shake your hand and assuring her he wouldn't mind, and that he doesn't want to get in the way of your plans too much. His grip is very strong, and his hand is far bigger than yours, but you shake anyway and introduce yourself. He says his name is Lloyd and though Courtney looks more than a little annoyed you all head down the trail.

Lloyd actually seems pretty nice, though you don't talk to him too much as you're still a bit flustered. At least your erection finally subsided, though your cock had now entered an extremely shriveled and exhausted state that was almost as embarrassing. You learned that he and Courtney dated months ago, and you feel like you remember seeing him in one of the pictures on her instagram.

At some point on the trail they stop, saying that they're here. You look around but don't see any water to swim in. Courtney gives a mischievous smile. Telling you to follow her, she takes you off the main path through the park onto a side trail, and then again down something which barely seems a trail at all. Eventually you reach a spring, and she gestures to it with a grin.

"We used to swim here all the time when Lloyd and I dated."

Swimming does sound fun, but as you look at the water you remember you don't have a bathing suit. You bring this up to Courtney, but she shrugs it off.

"Neither do we, it's called Skinny Dip Spring for a reason. Now drop the shorts!" She cockily says as she pulls off her sports top, revealing two small, perky breasts. Your face goes pale as you realize the predicament your in, you nub of a dick unsure whether to get hard or shrivel up in fear.