James couldn’t help missing his old friend every time he had to sit down to pee.
It was so much more convenient having a dick between his legs then a pussy.
As he stared past his breasts and down his flat stomach to the empty void between his legs that nowadays gave him so much pleasure.
But he just could not help missing his old friend at moments like this when he found himself in the middle of the night sitting on a cold toilet seat waiting for his shy bladder to do it’s business and he could get back to his warm bed.
