"He looked like such a hunk out there. Now look at him. I'm taller than he is."

"Why don't we just go home?" Fern said.

Penny grabbed Fern's arm.

"Wait! He's taking off his shorts." She giggled. "Let's see what he's got."

The young surfer was bent forward, tugging his stiff wet shorts off over his feet. His asscheeks looked like cream-white melons in contrast to his deep-brown legs and back.

"Cute ass," Penny said. "OK, puppy, turn around and show us your pecker."

The teen straightened up. He stretched. As he turned to the side, Fern could see his cock dangling over his brown nuts. The snakelike cock gave a small jump. Suddenly the teen was pissing. A silvery stream of piss arced out four or five feet and pooled in the sand.

Penny giggled. "Hey, this is fun. So that's the way guys piss. They really squirt it, don't they?"

"You mean you never saw a guy piss before?" Fern whispered.

She felt like laughing, and she would have, too, had she not been more concerned with safeguarding her hiding place. She couldn't affold to get Penny riled. No telling what Penny might do.

"No," Penny said. "I suppose you have, though, Peeping Tom!"

"A few times," Fern said, not wanting to rub it in too much. She'd actually watched boys piss countless times.

The teen stopped pissing and squeezed and shook his cock.

"He's jerking off," Penny whispered excitedly.

"He's just squeezing the piss out of his cock," Fern said, feeling superior to her cousin for the first time. "All the guys do it – squeeze it and shake it."

The teen continued to shake his cock. In seconds, the boyish cock stood straight up in the air. He let his prick go and stood looking down at it, hands on his hips.

"Looks like he squeezed it and shook it a little bit too much," Penny said. "Look at that pecker twitch. Oh, Fern, I want it!"