"But I need to go to the bathroom first," Jon said as he placed the stone in Karyn's loose change dish on her dresser and headed for the hallway guest bath.
"Wait! I want to see something," Karyn said as she suddenly burst into the bathroom.
"You want to see me pee?"
"Yes I want to see you pee," Karyn said as she aggressively unbuckled Jon's belt, unzipped his pants, grabbed his junk and pulled.
"What the hell Karyn," Jon said indignantly as he stepped back while zipping his pants.
"OK, go ahead and pee now," Karyn directed.
"What are ..." Jon started to say when he realized that Karyn was holding what appeared to be a cock with balls dangling beneath and aiming it at the toilet. Not just any cock and balls, they appeared to be his. What's more, he could feel her holding them. Shoving his hand down his pants in a panic, he found nothing. A smooth featureless numb spot was all that was between his legs because his junk was now in Karyn's hand.
"Are you going to pee or not?"
Finally catching up to the plan, Jon self consciously tried to relax and pee. This took a little longer than normal because he was not standing in front of the toilet and his fly was zipped. He had to keep trying to convince himself that he wasn't about to pee his pants. Closing his eyes helped a lot and made things feel almost normal. Finally he heard the sound of pissing into the toilet and felt the relief of pressure easing off his bladder. In short, everything felt normal except for the fact that Karyn was holding his dick.
'This was so cool,' Karyn smiled as she watched the stream come out of the disconnected parts she had in her hand. Surprisingly it took more effort to keep the stream in the toilet than she would have thought. It shot out suddenly with quite a bit of pressure but then started easing off requiring her to slowly redirect it. Just as she thought it was going to stop, the damned thing pulsed in her hand and urine nearly shot over the far side before she could redirect it.
"That was really strange," Jon said after his last spurt.
"Gross! I got some on me," Karyn complained as she held up Jon's genitals for him to see.
"You're supposed to shake it off, not point it up."
Sticking her tongue out at Jon, Karyn went to the sink to wash up. With a smirk on her face, Karyn began soaping up the penis in her hand and grinned even more as the thing grew larger and harder under her ministrations. Glancing back at Jon, she was tickled to see a confused mixture of sexual passion and frustration as he gasped and tried to thrust what wasn't there.
