The Toilet Bird
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2026 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: The toilet bird engenders sex. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Oral Sex Illustrated .
At first Laura professed not to like the toilet bird. “He makes me uneasy when I pee,” she said of the sleek black ornament which sat atop the toilet tank in the first floor powder room of our beach rental.
“So you think the bird’s a he,” I said.
“Well with a shape like that.”
“You think it’s phallic?”
“Very. And the way he gleams. I think he wants to fuck me.”
“Who doesn’t?” I said.
She laughed. “But can’t we put him somewhere else? Just while we’re here. Like maybe the closet?”
I laughed. “You think that bird might be secretly gay?”
“Now there’s a thought,” Laura said. “Yeah, I can see that bird admiring your cock when you piss. Close your eyes and he might peck your pecker off. Swallow it down like an ever-so-tasty water snake.”
“You’re right,” I said. “Let’s put him in the closet. And then maybe a quick fuck before lunch?”
“Sounds good,” Laura said, “but first I have to pee.”
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