In the morning, your bed is supposed to be the most comfortable place in the house. But not on the O'Hannah residence. Jason gruntled all night and all the way into the morning. The blanket and the pillow wrapped around him and cramped him from all side. The temperature fluctuated from hot to cold like his heartbeat. And he did not even start complaining about the heavy feeling inside his boxers.
"So that is what it looks like?" A voice above him said. He opened his eyes to see Sean. A flash of memory and he remembered everything about the medallion and how he turned into Sean. He remembered their momentary fight and how they slept together.
"Morning Sean." Jason greeted. Sean was unmoving. His gaze is transfixed at the thing below Jason. "Sean?"
Jason rose from his bed and looked at thing Sean is so captivated about. It was a surprise too that it isn't a thing and more like a certain appendage of his. Jason's dick is standing and it seems to be as hard as a rock. It was throbbing and slightly red. "Sean!?"
"JA-Jason! You're awake. I'm just looking at your morning wood right now."
"Morning wood? What the heck is morning wood."
"This Jason," Sean pointed at Jason's throbbing dick like a store display. He poked it and it sprang back to place. "This Jason is your morning wood. Mine actually."
"Them how come you don't have one right now?"
"Because I fapped it away. If that's what Andrew call it"
Jason was dumbfounded. He's just hearing these new terms for the first time. "Fap?"
"Fapping is this." Sean grabbed Jason by the end of his shaft and slowly rubbed it up and down. It was slow and forceful.
"Hey, that's my penis."
"Do you want to remove your morning wood or not?"
"Ye-yes? No! I mean yes!"
"Make up your dang mind."
"Okay. Remove my morning wood. It's starting to hurt actually."
Sean used his left hand to pivot on Jason's stomach. He could feel the squirming of his belly and the heat coming off it. Seeing his own body flinch at his very touch is somewhat... Kind of cute? Sean blushed at the thought.
As for his right hand, he maneuvered it once again at the bottom of the shaft. His thumb, index and middle finger pinched Jason's dick and dragged it up and down. It's quite weird seeing his own dick from this perspective. It looks weird and longer than usual. As if he was looking at his own body in some bent circus mirrors.
"I feel hot Sean." Jason was streaming from the gradual sensation. A feeling of happiness is frothing from his very skin. Pleasure ebbed with Sean's every stoke. Everything is pure bliss for him.
"Feeling hot is normal. I do it all the time."
Sean knew what is coming. Jason is red all over and his nipples are perked up. He was puffing and sweating up. "Hngghhh..." Jason moaned.
"If you feel that you need to pee, just let i-"
Before Sean could finish, the milk spirited out of Jason's dick. For a moment, a long stream of white liquid went straight into Jason's stomach. Some managed to stain Jason's face.
"Th- that was so good. Ahhhh!" He let out another load and poured them over his boxers. "Ca-can we do that again?"
"I don't think so. Andrew says you can only do it once a day or your dick will fall off."
Jasom flinched. He doesn't want his dick to fall off. How could he pee if he doesn't have a pee hole?
"Look. You stained up your clothes. Go take a bath man."