Growing boy-1

Eric ended his bath by rinsing the shampoo out of his hair, and carefully draped his wash cloth over the rim of the tub as his mom insisted he do. Like most boys at age ten, Eric liked to play in the bathtub. His mother, on the other hand, didn’t believe in bath toys, so Eric was reduced to playing with his bar of soap. He got on his knees in the center of the spacious old tub and put the bar of soap against its enamelled side. He gave the soap a backward shove, sending the cake zipping around the tub just under the rim. The object of the game was to see how far the soap would go without flying out onto the floor. That would necessitate a wet trip out of the tub and a careful cleaning of the soap before his mother saw it.

As Eric gave the bar of soap another ride, he felt a funny tingle at the end of his penis. He looked down. His cock was stiff and the swollen head was peeking out from between his thighs. He twisted his torso and bent forward from the hips, imitating his throwing motion in the throw-the-soap game. His cock disappeared between his thighs and the tingle happened again. Was there something wrong with his penis? He arched his back and spread his knees, bringing his cock into view. It certainly looked all right. It felt full, like it always did when it was hard. It was about four inches long, with a strong, straight shaft and capped with a helmet shaped head.