Pierrick had recently started dating Sophie. Sophie was cute, lively and quite active in bed. With her friends Anne and Sylvie, she formed a formidable trio.

This evening, Sophie had invited her two friends to the studio she shared with Pierrick. The conversation moved from one subject to another. Anne recounted her experience as a trainee in the United States, her weekend in a nature park with bear-proof food storage, some bizarre customs...

"One thing I learnt there: almost all American men are circumcised at birth!

- Why do they do it?

- Hygiene, apparently.

- In France, it's just Jews and Muslims, isn't it?

- Not exactly," intervened Sophie, "there are also medical reasons, like Pierrick, for example.

Pierrick, for whom the subject of circumcision was a sensitive one, had already turned away at the mention of it on the pretext of going to the bathroom. He was startled when his girlfriend revealed this intimate detail. Sitting on the toilet, he looked at his very apparent glans...

"Oh yes, I seem to have heard something about an operation on my cousin's willy. Anyway, I've never seen a circumcised cock."

That was a few years before widespread access to the Web allowed everyone to satisfy their curiosity...

"Perhaps Pierrick would like to show us?" laughed Sylvie.

Pierrick didn't know where to stand when he returned. Sophie greeted him mockingly.

"My dear, Anne and Sylvie have never seen a circumcised cock. You know how surprised I was myself. In the interests of science and education, would you like to show them?

Pierrick thought he was falling through the floor, and opened his eyes wide.

"Oh yes, Pierrick, show it to us," quipped Sylvie.

"For Science!" added Anne triumphantly. University studies and alcohol were definitely going to her head!

Pierrick gave Sophie a pleading look.

"Oh dear, Pierrick, they're not going to eat you! I'm sure they'll admire you!

Anne remembered the end of her childhood, when some of her classmates were made to "show the wares" - something she had rarely seen. She never thought she'd see anything like it again as an adult!

Pierrick looked at her once more. Not wanting to look like a killjoy, he unzipped his trousers and freed the little bird with the plucked head.

"Happy? Did you see?"

He was already starting to get dressed when Sylvie intervened.

"Er, actually, I'd like to take a closer look. Could you lie down on the bed?

- Yes, let them satisfy their curiosity a little", Sophie said.

Pierrick sighed, lay down on the bed and pulled out his penis.

Sylvie stepped forward, looked at it closely and then, getting bolder, lifted it up to inspect the back.

"That's strange.

- I think that's what's left of the... the frenulum," said Anne, who had had to find out more about the subject after hearing about this organ being torn.

Anne also observed the penis, even pulling on the skin to see how far it extended, comparing it with her memories.

Pierrick was now facing another problem: these manipulations were inducing an erection, one of those strong erections you get when you're in your early twenties, despite the alcohol. Sophie observed, "You see, in the end you don't mind". As for Sylvie, after saying "Can I do it too?" she also began to manipulate the skin. Pierrick achieved a full erection. One could clearly see the line of the scar separating the skin from a small, smooth, taut, pinkish cylinder under the crown of the glans. Sylvie and Anne could now see the difference with their 'exes' with erections...

Sophie's eyes sparkled. "Well, Sylvie, at this point you could wank him off.

- What? Me, wank your boyfriend?

- Why wouldn't you? I've got my period, the poor thing will have to do without penetration, it wouldn't hurt to give him a little satisfaction!

Pierrick didn't know which way to turn. On the one hand, at the point he'd reached he really wanted to be relieved, but on the other, the idea of being wanked off in public like that, in front of his girlfriend who would be watching, seemed too bizarre. But Sylvie was already getting busy.

Pierrick grimaced. Sophie interrupted Sylvie. "You're hurting him. It happened to me too... If you do it the way you do it with intact guys, as if you could make the skin slide, you're going to rub on the scar and hurt it.

- So what should you do?

- The best thing is to lubricate.

- Do you have anything for that? Some... Vaseline, perhaps?

- No... You know I don't take it up the arse, although Pierrick would like to try. Just suck a little and then suck again if it dries out.

- Suck your man? But... I...

- Don't be so innocent. Don't you want it?"

Sylvie leaned over and took his glans into her mouth, depositing a generous amount of saliva. Then she resumed masturbation, which was now more comfortable. "Don't squeeze too hard", Sophie advised. Sylvie experimented with different ways of rubbing, looking at Pierrick's face to see if it suited her. The poor boy kept his eyes half-closed, not daring to meet her eyes. He had to be lubricated twice more. Pierrick's breathing became hoarser. Then, despite the intimidating circumstances, his penis spasmed and sperm spurted out onto Sylvie's hand and the sheets.

Pierrick woke up with a start. He had to urinate. You must have been exhausted! You know you've been dreaming? It's a good thing you woke up, Anne and Sylvie are due to arrive in ten minutes!