Todd quickly opened up the door and stepped out. Conflicting emotions tugged at his head-- he knew that he wanted to touch his shaft like before; heck, he knew he was going to fo it. But he was feeling torn between doing it in the car for Steve to see or finding a spot to do it alone. Ultimately, prudence seemed to win out.
"Where are you going?" asked Steve. "You okay?"
Todd nodded, blushing profusely. "Yeah... I, uh, just have to take care of something." Thankfully for him, there was some tall grass along the meadows as he made a dash for that. The run felt excruciatingly long as his erection brushed a little against its confinement.
No sooner had he dove into that tall grass that he was on himself, quickly undoing his pants to free his member, which had already gotten longer than normal. He immediately set to stroking it, and was quickly rewarded with a surge of pleasure throughout his body that made him moan. And as he watched, he could see what he had seen before-- his shaft began to grow again and darken. Only this time, instead of reacting in fear, he started to grin.
The sight of his increasingly less human shaft only served to heighten his pleasure, and he stroked faster. Nothing felt quite as good as this, and he imagined himself doing it again and again. He even began to feel silly running away from Steve. But that was then, and this was now.
Something tugged at the back of his head, some kind of sound. He forced enough concentration away from his activity to listen, and soon discovered that Steve was somewhere nearby, and moaning just as he was...