He pulled the bedsheet over his chest and quickly fell asleep. But soon enough he became agitated, shivering in his sleep...
The next morning, Luke woke up to a strange sensation. Sitting up he noticed a small erection was tenting the sheet, and a wet spot had appeared. He pulled down the bedsheet, only to notice that the lower part of his overgrown shirt was soaked in semen. He had ejaculated all over himself during the night, and more than once!
"I'm not dreaming! I'm really twelve..." he thought. Luke felt very ashamed that his nocturnal ejaculations had returned. Regular masturbation had helped him get rid of them, but now the problem was back? He removed his wet shirt and tossed it aside, looking down. He had cum all over his tummy and groin. His penis had shrinked in size accordingly to his current physical age. It was still erect, throbbing for attention.
Luke wrapped his hand around his small cock and started jerking off, naked on his bed. Soon enough he felt the familiar sensation rise from within and he let out a few embarassingly high-pitched moans, preparing himself to come...
He was feeling his balls tighten when someone suddendly knocked at the door.