Of course... as fate would have it I’m not allowed to piss in peace, as the moment the door closes from my passing, it’s immediately thrown open... and a glance over confirms the culprit’s Chase and Lorenzo: both jocks with more muscle then brains, and a need to assert themselves as alphas anyway they can. Now, that would be fine... I’m no twerp, I could take both of them in a fight and they should know it, they learned that the hard way, after all. So instead of picking a fight or pushing me around what they do is play dirty. I sigh and hold it in...
“Hey truck-bait, how’s it hanging?” Chase asks.
They take the urinals flanking mine... here we go again.
“Hah, truck bait, nice... Probably same as last time; short, am I right?” Lorenzo elbows me, saw that coming, hence why I’m holding it at the moment. Also I’m not short, my dick is on the larger side of average. Normally that would be a good thing, except... the only thing these two morons are compensating for are their damn brains.
They both zip down and make a point of flopping as much of their junk out as they can, balls and everything, if you guessed that both of them are twice my size, congratulations you win a cookie. It’s just what they do, if you don’t kiss up to them they throw their muscles around, and if you can beat the snot out of them, like me, they dick shame you.
Chase grins like the cat that caught the canary as he helicopters his member and Lorenzo chuckles as he jerks his... then they both shove up next to me and shove their dongs into my urinal and start pissing.
“Aww what’s the matter? Pee shy?” Chase asks innocently.
“Or are you a homophobe? You know that bi is the new black, right? And hating gays is gay now, right?” Lorenzo murmurs as he tries to shove his cock closer to me.
I grit my teeth and growl. I’d report these two assholes to the principal for sexual harassment, but the only other guy that I’m aware of that they do this to, did just that, and they managed to turn it on him, seeing as he kicked their asses and already got suspended once for it...
Normally I’d just ignore them and wait till they finished and left, but today... maybe it’s my close brush with the reaper today, but I’ve had it with both of them. I’m thinking one good grab and squeeze or twist should give them both a good reason to leave me alone, maybe threaten to rip their junk off. Not that I could or would... though I have to admit it would be awesome if their junk just fell off or something... and maybe I could put them on like they were my own... err... wait, where did that thought come from? I mean I know I’m kinda jealous of them but- Flick!
I look down and see what happened, Chase has managed to squeeze close enough that his dick, that he’s still passing out of by the way, is close enough to touch mine, and he flicked it with his! That does it, enough is enough! In one movement I let go of my own member and grab the two’s junk right at their base’s with one hand each. Both gasp as I squeeze. “Alright this has gone on long enough, either you two stop it or-“ “Pop! Pop!”
Several things happen at once, first a pair of loud pops echo in the bathroom and both cocks in my hand spray piss like firehoses for a split second before stopping entirely, all the while feeling heavier in my hands. I look down, and to my horror, both members are completely detached from their owners, and have taken their balls with them! Last but not least, Chase and Lorenzo:
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