Jake heard footsteps cross the bathroom floor. He froze, hoping whoever it was would do their business and leave. He heard them use one of the urinals, then the water was running as they washed their hands. Jake sighed quietly in relief as he heard footsteps cross the bathroom floor once again. They stopped when they got to the door, however, then walked straight over to the cubicle Jake was hiding in. A knock on the door sent Jake into panic mode. He quickly pulled his pants up and stood with both feet in front of his still-rock-hard cock lying on the floor. He opened the door to find a scrawny kid looking at him.
"Hi Jake." The kid said.
"Who are you?" Jake demanded.
"Not important." He said, smugly. "What is important, is the reason i believe you're in here for."
"What are you talking about?" Jake asked, dreading what this little bastard might know.
The kid bend down on one knee and tied his shoelace up, then as he was getting up he pushed his shoulder and all the weight he had into Jake's gut. Jake stumbled backward one step, but that was all that was needed.
The kid snatched up Jake's cock and ran to the door to leave, shouting over his shoulder. "My name is Kyle Perkins."
Jake righted himself and ran after Kyle. Kyle grabbed at the trash can next to the door and tipped it over behind him. Mostly it was filled with paper towels, but there was a banana peel, a few empty toilet rolls, and a condom now strewn all over the floor. Jake's first running step over the rubbish saw his foot land right on top of the banana peel. His foot slid right out in front of him as his other foot stayed more or less where it was. He felt the area between his legs slam into the ground. But it wasn't nearly as painful as he'd braced himself for. Since his genitals were gone, the pain of them slamming into the ground simply wasn't there. He could, however, feel Kyle's hand gripped tightly around the base of his cock, where it met his balls.
Jake hurried to his feet and ran out the door, right into...