Bacon & Eggs, and a Heart to Heart?

Ryan walked to his wardrobe and pulled out a baggy white shirt, a new set of underwear, and jeans. It was then that a question immediately popped into his head.

How would his dick feel about pants and underwear? Surely it’s be no different from how he spent most of his life… right?

Deciding to test his theory, he slowly slipped the shirt on, before grabbing his underwear and pulling it around his legs, pulling them up and stopping just before his shaft.

“You can’t be serious…” his dick said flatly.

Ryan internally whined, “What?”

His dick frowned at him, and Ryan swore it was almost as if it was saying, 'You know exactly what'.

“Come on! I can’t walk around naked!” Ryan huffed, putting his hands on his hips.

His cock waved from side to side and groaned, “Ugh… dude? We’re at home! I’m not about to ask you to walk outside with me out or anything. I’m not an idiot.”

“No. It’s… weird.” He murmured.

“Okay, okay. How about this? You put these on, but I poke through the flap. But no pants? Sound good? We can compromise. Right, buddy?~" his dick purred.

Ryan didn’t really want to comply, but he had no other choice. Sighing, he replied, "Fine. But no funny business."

His dick grinned, "I wouldn't dream of it."

Ryan rolled his eyes before he slipped his briefs around his shaft. He felt it wiggle before pushing through the flap, and letting out an “Ahh, this’ll do…”

He was about to continue getting dressed when his cock spoke,

"Mm... fuck, you have no idea how long I've wanted this..."

Ryan looked at his length, his face heating up when he saw its mouth watering,

"What the hell do you mean?"

"God, I've been in those pants for years... and I could never feel anything. Just the odd pressure and a dull ache, but that's it." his cock groaned, "But now, with control over my body? It's all so new and exciting."

Ryan swallowed, his length throbbing.

"Just imagine, being me and constantly put in a confined space, feeling myself pressed against fabric, unable to escape... so many times I have fantasised about this... and now it's real." his cock purred.

Ryan bit his lip, unsure of how to proceed, “I uh… guess I can understand that a little…”

“Anyway… to the kitchen!” His dick yelled.

Ryan felt his hips tug forward. He stumbled and tried to correct his stance,

“Hey! Quit it! I can walk myself just fine!” he snapped.

His dick chuckled, "Whatever you say, boss~"

Ryan sighed and walked to his bedroom door, opening it. His length was pointing to the right, the tip leading him down the hallway and towards the kitchen.

When he got there, his cock was quick to order him, "Eggs. Bacon. And grab the orange juice too. Oh, and some bread. Maybe two slices. We have butter somewhere, don't we?”

Ryan rolled his eyes, "Why not get a plate and serve yourself?"

“Ryan, honey. If I could, I totally would. I’m just trying to help you, that’s all! Don't be a jerk!" his dick pouted.

"Yeah, sure. Like I'll believe that." Ryan huffed, walking towards the fridge.

Opening it, he grabbed the ingredients his dick requested and started to cook.

"I'll give you a few pointers," his dick chuckled, "Make sure to add pepper to the eggs, and don't burn the bacon!"

"You can't be serious." Ryan groaned, "I know how to cook, y'know."

"Of course you do," his cock laughed, the head bobbing up and down.

Ryan couldn't believe this. His dick was treating him like he was an idiot.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're insulting me."

"I would never." his dick smiled, "You're my owner. How could I ever insult you?"

"You're a part of me that just so happens to talk." Ryan scoffed.

"Yeah but we’re two different beings, Ry. I have a mind of my own." his dick countered.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just shut up." Ryan grumbled.

Both Ryan and his dick were silent for a moment.

"You know, you're pretty feisty for a sub." his cock laughed.

Ryan stopped and stared at his length, "I'm not a sub."

His cock smirked, "Then explain last night. You were blushing and squirming the whole time~"

Ryan shook his head, ignoring his dick and focusing on cooking.

"Aww, you're ignoring me now? Okay, I see how it is. Two can play at that game~" his cock teased.

Ryan couldn't help but shiver, his length twitching.

"What's the matter, Ry? Are you thinking about it? About last night?~" his dick purred. He felt the phantom start stroking his length again as his balls gently wobbled.

Ryan didn't respond.

"Are you remembering how you begged for more? How you came multiple times? How you submitted to me?~"

Ryan couldn't deny the truth, his length was growing hard and his balls were tightening.

"Come on, baby. Give me some attention. I promise to behave." his cock cooed.

"No." Ryan whispered.

"Oh? And why not?~" his cock chuckled.

"Because this is just some trick. I know it is. As soon as I'm interested, you'll make fun of me."

"Well, if you put it that way, you're right. I will make fun of you, because you're such a slut. A submissive little slut. But, you are still my owner. So, I'll keep you satisfied, Ry. Because I care~" his cock grinned, stopping it’s sexual advances.

"And here I thought you nothing but a dominatrix." Ryan teased.

“Oh, I can be. Just wait and see~" his dick laughed before continuing,

"Don't worry. When you're ready, I'll show you exactly what I'm capable of." his cock promised.

"Whatever you say..." Ryan mumbled.

The kitchen went quiet again, and Ryan focused on making his breakfast. Once it was done, he placed his food on the table and sat down, taking a bite.

"How is it? Tastes good, right?" his dick questioned.

"It's alright, I guess." Ryan shrugged, shovelling a forkful of eggs into his mouth.

"So, Ry... what’s the plan for us today?" his cock asked, the tip pointing up at him.

Ryan swallowed, "Nothing. Why?"

"I think we should be productive today!”

Ryan almost choked. Of all the things he expected his cock to say, that was one at the bottom of the list.

“Uh… how?" He asked.

"I don't know. Go out and get groceries or something. I think we both know that the fridge could use some stocking up!" His cock smiled at him, and it looked genuine.

Ryan furrowed his brow, “…and that’s a very responsible thing to do. But considering the last twenty four hours, I didn’t think ‘responsible’ was in your vocabulary.”

His cock groaned, "Look, I might be constantly horny, and that also makes YOU horny, but I have priorities. Groceries and bills are two of them. I can’t enjoy myself if the guy I’m bossing around isn’t enjoying himself, you know?”

"Yeah, sure." Ryan chuckled, taking a bite of his toast.

"I'm serious!" His cock huffed, "Look dude, I’ll be straight with you. I’ll behave when we need to go out and do ‘life’ things because I get that even though I love being alive, it’d totally fuck with other people. I can’t promise that I’ll not tug on myself a little… I’m literally your dick… But if that means all parties present are satisfied, then so be it! Okay?”

Ryan swallowed, the words surprising him. He was expecting his dick to just ignore him or do whatever the hell it wanted. He didn't expect it to actually take his thoughts into consideration.

"Wow, I'm actually impressed." Ryan laughed.

"I know, I'm just full of surprises." His cock smirked at him.

Ryan took a sip of his orange juice, his dick watching him before saying, “But I’m totally still gonna be a dom with you, dude~”

Ryan spluttered, the liquid almost going up his nose, "Jesus fucking Christ! I thought we had a moment!"

"Oh, we did. But that doesn't mean I won't tease you. Besides, I love bossing you around… last night was so hot~” his dick purred, licking its lips.

Ryan rolled his eyes, "I don't even know why I'm surprised.”

"Oh, come on man! Don't act like you didn't love every second of it! My, what would Leah think of you? By the way you should totally introduce us sometime, if ya get what I mean~" his cock said in a sing-song voice.

It continued, “Or don’t. I’d probably prefer to have you all to myself, heh…”

Ryan blushed as his dick continued rambling. He tried to steer things back to normalcy, "AHEM… if we could take a sec and be serious again…”

"Right, right. Sorry. Go ahead." his cock stopped, apologising, tip pointing at his face patiently.

"Thank you…”

And just like that, in the silence he froze. Unsure of how to ask his question. He was stuck in thought, and his dick could sense it, opting to take a more tame approach,

“Uh… dude? Ryan… you okay?"

"Um, yeah... it's just that..." he paused.

"Yeah? What’s up?”

He froze again, taking a deep breath and staring into the ceiling. Exhaling, he turned back down and looked at his dick before saying,

“What do I call you?”

His cock ‘stared’ at him. Ryan stared back for what felt like an eternity when he saw a grin slowly appearing on the tip of his dick, "Heh…what do you mean?"

"Ugh… you know exactly what I mean.” Ryan groaned.

"Do I?" his dick teased.

"Yes, you fucking do." Ryan hissed.

"I'm just playing, Ry. I get what you mean. But it's nice to know you're taking my feelings into consideration, even if I am just your dick~"

Both were silent for a minute. But to the surprise of both of them, Ryan was the one to speak.

“How about ‘Chase’?”

His cock was taken aback, but then the name clicked.

"Huh... Chase, aye? Sounds kinda cool! Alright, I can deal with that." his cock - no, Chase - agreed.

Ryan couldn't help but feel a little weird, and yet he found himself smiling.

"Thanks for, you know, taking things seriously…”

"It's no biggie,” Chase said with a smile. She then said, “Besides, Chase is a pretty sexy name! Suits my feminine side~”

"Dude, please. I'm trying to have a normal conversation." Ryan groaned.

"Right, right, sorry." Chase giggled, her head bobbing up and down.

The rest of breakfast was filled with a comfortable silence, and Ryan couldn’t help but smile a little. He may have his own, horny and very talkative cock, but Chase had proven that she could be reasonable and understanding, despite being a sentient feminine penis.

Maybe having her around wouldn’t be so bad after all.