Finally able to urinate.
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| - | You roll your eyes upwards and inadvertently let out a groan of relief as you contentedly feel the warm flow of golden stream out of your boner, splashing down at the water below. Your penis becomes increasing limp as you empty your bladder. Relieved and satisfied, you shiver accordingly and flush the toilet. Pulling up your pants, you wonder: | + | You roll your eyes upwards and inadvertently let out a groan of relief as you contentedly feel the warm flow of golden stream out of your boner, splashing down at the water below. Your penis becomes increasing limp as you empty your bladder. Relieved and satisfied, you shiver accordingly and flush the toilet. Pulling up your pants, you wonder:''Why DO people shiver after pissing?'' You think you remember something from ''biology'', but your adolescent mind grows blank. After a few moments of attempting to reach into the depths of your mind, you laugh at yourself for being bothered with such minute details. |
| - | You hastily continue your regular hygienic routine | + | You hastily continue your regular hygienic routine: the brushing of your teeth, washing your face and even combing your hair. You remind yourself that you wish to look your finest during your first day of school, and not to be ridiculed by potential friends (and hopefully, lovers). |
| - | Unlocking the door, you race down the stairs to face the monstrous creature once again. You grab your backpack and | + | Unlocking the door, you race down the stairs to face the monstrous creature once again. You grab your backpack and are about to leave the house onto the bus awaiting outside when you are confronted with ear-piercing screams, "JEREMY! YOU DIDN'T EAT YOUR PA-" |
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| + | You slam the door swiftly behind you as you make your way towards the bus. Climbing aboard, you now notice the male bus driver impatiently glaring at you sternly. | ||
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| + | ''I bet this jerk is in his mid-thirties with THAT face and physique,'' you think to yourself. You take note of his, dark piercing glare but you manage to maintain a calm composure. Despite this rude gesture, you make your way down the aisle to sit down. | ||
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| + | The bus restarts and you look to your right to see a boy gazing out the window. He appears to be around your age. | ||
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*[[1st Time-Ignore him.| Ignore him.]] | *[[1st Time-Ignore him.| Ignore him.]] | ||
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Revision as of 18:20, 9 January 2016
"Ohhh..."
You roll your eyes upwards and inadvertently let out a groan of relief as you contentedly feel the warm flow of golden stream out of your boner, splashing down at the water below. Your penis becomes increasing limp as you empty your bladder. Relieved and satisfied, you shiver accordingly and flush the toilet. Pulling up your pants, you wonder:Why DO people shiver after pissing? You think you remember something from biology, but your adolescent mind grows blank. After a few moments of attempting to reach into the depths of your mind, you laugh at yourself for being bothered with such minute details.
You hastily continue your regular hygienic routine: the brushing of your teeth, washing your face and even combing your hair. You remind yourself that you wish to look your finest during your first day of school, and not to be ridiculed by potential friends (and hopefully, lovers).
Unlocking the door, you race down the stairs to face the monstrous creature once again. You grab your backpack and are about to leave the house onto the bus awaiting outside when you are confronted with ear-piercing screams, "JEREMY! YOU DIDN'T EAT YOUR PA-"
You slam the door swiftly behind you as you make your way towards the bus. Climbing aboard, you now notice the male bus driver impatiently glaring at you sternly.
I bet this jerk is in his mid-thirties with THAT face and physique, you think to yourself. You take note of his, dark piercing glare but you manage to maintain a calm composure. Despite this rude gesture, you make your way down the aisle to sit down.
The bus restarts and you look to your right to see a boy gazing out the window. He appears to be around your age.
You:
