The day

The next morning, Saturday, Tim woke up to the gentle sound of Lucy's laughter from the living room. His penis, stirred at the sound. Tim felt a mix of anticipation and dread. Today was the day he would tell Lucy about his feelings for her. He took a deep breath and got out of bed. When he entered the living room, Lucy was sitting on the couch the TV playing a cooking show. She looked up and smiled when she saw him. "Good morning," she said, her eyes flicking to his crotch for a brief moment before returning to his face.

"Hey," Tim replied, his voice still groggy from sleep. "How's it going?"

"Good," Lucy said, her smile widening. "Your...friend had quite the night."

Tim's face flushed as he realized his penis is poking out of his boxers. "Oh, I'm sorry about that," he mumbled, tucking it back in.

"Don't be," Lucy said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "It's nothing I haven't seen yesterday." She giggled as she patted the couch cushion next to her. "Come sit down. I made us some breakfast."

Tim's penis perked up at the mention of food, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're not mad?" Tim asked.

"Mad?" Lucy repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Why would I be mad?"

Tim sat down next to her, his penis behaving for now. He took a bite of the pancakes she had made. They were fluffy and smothered in syrup, just the way he liked them. "I don't know," Tim said, his voice muffled by a mouthful of pancake. "It's just weird, isn't it?"

"Weird? Sure," Lucy said, serving herself a stack. "But also kinda cool." She took a bite, chewing thoughtfully.

Tim couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "Thanks for being cool about it," he said genuinely.

"Of course," Lucy replied, her gaze lingering on his crotch for a moment longer than necessary. "It's not every day you get to meet someone with a talking penis."

They ate in silence, the only sound the occasional murmur of approval from Tim's penis as it watched them devour the pancakes. Tim felt the urge to confess his feelings, but something held him back. It was all too much, too fast. He didn't want to scare Lucy away with his sudden confession. After breakfast, they decided to go for a walk. Tim was nervous about what his penis might do in public, but it had been surprisingly well-behaved so far. They walked through the quiet neighbourhood, the early morning sun casting long shadows.

Tim's penis remained still in his pants, seemingly content to just being outside. Lucy talked about her job, her cat, and her love for reality TV, and Tim found himself relaxing into the conversation. He was enjoying the moment and the unusual bond they had formed. As they strolled, Tim noticed that his cock was paying particular attention to Lucy's every word, almost as if it were listening intently. The thought made him even more nervous about revealing his crush to her. They stopped at a nearby park, and Lucy suggested they sit on a bench to enjoy the sun.

"It's like it's on its best behaviour today," Lucy said, glancing down at Tim's crotch.

Tim nodded, a bit surprised himself. "Yeah, it's been pretty chill."

The penis in question remained still, seemingly content to just listen in on their conversation.

"I guess it had a big day yesterday," Lucy said with a laugh, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

Tim felt his cheeks heat up at the memory of the wild ride they experienced the day before. "Maybe you wore it out," he joked, hoping to lighten the mood.

"Maybe," Lucy laughed, her eyes sparkling. "But I'm sure it's got more surprises up its... sleeve."

Tim's penis twitched at the innuendo. Tim took a deep breath, his heart racing. He knew he had to tell Lucy how he felt, but the words just wouldn't come out.

"Let's just enjoy the day," Tim said, his voice steady. "We can talk about this later." he said pointing to his crotch.

"Sounds like a plan," Lucy agreed, her eyes still glinting with curiosity.

They wandered through the park, the warm sun shining down on them. Tim felt a gentle breeze brush against his skin, and the scent of freshly cut grass filled the air. His penis remained mostly quiet, taking in the feeling of fresh air and sounds of the world outside of Lucy's apartment. As the afternoon approached, they decided to head back to Lucy's place. Tim's heart pounded in his chest as he thought about what the penis might want to do next. But to his surprise, it remained calm as they strolled back.

Once inside, Lucy suggested they watch a movie to unwind. Tim picked a comedy, hoping to ease the tension he felt building inside of him throughout the day. As they settled onto the couch, his penis grew more and more excited, straining against his jeans.

"Is everything okay?" Lucy asked, noticing Tim's discomfort.

"It's just... You know," Tim replied, his hand absently playing with the button on his fly.

"It's okay," Lucy said, "I would probably felt uncomfortable too, being confined in those pants all day." She giggled.

Tim took her cue and unzipped his fly, his pants falling to the ground. Then he reached for the button on his boxer briefs, his hand pausing for a moment but eventually he popped it open, letting his penis out to breathe. It immediately perked up, the foreskin sliding back to reveal the head.

"Ahh, much better," his penis murmured, stretching out.

Tim felt a sense of relief wash over him as Lucy laughed. It was strange, but having her accept his situation so easily made it feel almost...normal.

They picked a random comedy on the streaming service. As the movie played, Lucy leaned back into the couch. Tim's penis watched the screen with genuine interest, reacting to the jokes with little twitches. The more Lucy laughed, the more it seemed to enjoy the movie. Tim felt his nerves slowly dissipate as he watched Lucy's smile widen and her eyes sparkle with amusement. He couldn't help but steal glances at her, admiring the way her shirt hugged her curves and her shorts revealed the smoothness of her legs. Suddenly his penis spoke.

"Lucy, you look great tonight," Tim's cock said, it's foreskin moving slightly as it talked.

"T-thanks," Lucy chuckled, her cheeks flushing. "I wanted to wear something comfortable for our movie night."

Tim's eyes drifted to her chest, noticing how her breasts bounced slightly with each giggle. He felt his cock stir again, but this time it was more than just curiosity.

"Is it... okay?" Lucy asked, her voice a little shaky as she looked at Tim's penis, which was now fully erect.

"I think it's just happy," Tim murmured, his eyes still on her breasts.

"It's been a while since I had company," his penis said, its voice a little wistful. "Especially someone as beautiful as you, Lucy."

Tim felt his face heat up. He had never heard his penis talk to anyone before, let alone flirt.

"Thank you," Lucy said, her eyes dropping to Tim's crotch. "That's... really sweet."

As the movie progressed, the scenes grew more intimate, and Lucy snuggled closer to him on the couch.

Tim felt his heart racing as he gathered the courage to finally confess his feelings. "Lucy, there's something I'd like to ask you," he started, his voice barely above a whisper.