The man is silent for a long moment as if he’s considering how to answer you beyond yes. “You’ll get this,” he reaches over and pulls your erection down to let bounce back again. “Back at camp, for now it stays up here with me.”
“What!? But that’s my penis!”
“Yep, and it’s not making a mess on my bus if you decide to get frisky, same as all the other penises of all the other boys getting on my bus… you boys and your camp instructors can jack off in the forest all you want, but not on my bus.”
You pause for a moment, brainstorming a way to get your penis back. “Uh… what if… what if I have to take a piss?”
The man reaches over and plucks his manhood off the dash and hands it to you. “Put this on your groin where yours was, and you’ll feel it like it was your own and go out it if you try to piss, there’s a restroom in the back.” He hitches his thumb to the back of the bus. “No playing with it, second you’re done you bring it back to me.”
You grimace at the package in your hands. “Uh… well I don’t have to go.”
“Well I have too, so go on, put it on and go bleed my lizard.”
“Do I have too?” You ask, and get your penis roughly pulled down and released to thump back into the dash. “Hey!”
“What? I’m not going anywhere until my penis is back on the dash and I’m not taking my penis back until you’ve pissed for me, until then…” *thunk*! “I think I’ll stave off boredom with your dick instead of mine.” He flicks your shaft again for good measure.
Disliking the man more and more by the minute you grit your teeth and attach his member and make your way to the back of the bus- and thankfully he leaves your cock alone, while it didn’t really hurt, you really don’t like how rough the man was being with your dong…
You toss open the toilet lid and pull the man’s member out and try to pee like you always have, and find that a trickle comes out from you at first, and then a stream issues forth from the cock’s owner… and part of you has to admit that this is kinda cool in its own way, feeling the most intimate part of another person like it was your own.
When the stream peters out you give it a shake and then another, and when it still drips you run a finger up along its length to get the rest out… and then explore the cock and balls a little- only to gasp as a sharp smack painful makes your cock slap against the dash and the man at the front to clear his throat loudly and say: “I said not to play with it.”
You immediately let the thing go, and yell: “Ow! Asshole!”
Annoyed you march up to the front of the bus with his cock and balls hanging out and stand in front of the driver and when he eyes his member and jerks his head at the dash, you cross your arms and say: “Put it back yourself…” then lean in a growl out with as much malice as you can muster: “and never touch my cock ever again.”
The driver looks back at you with a quirked eyebrow and:
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