Piss Bullet

I had never been one for ditching class just for a thrill, but today was different. Priding myself as something of a delinquent, I often did the bare minimum to be considered as such: playing Dragon Quest instead of focusing on lectures, smoking cigarettes outside pachinko parlors with the many adults who lectured me about financial security, and even piercing my ears against the school's policy. To students like Kotomi Mie, this only served to hasten the inevitable: a lecture about rules, but to others I simply appeared as a carefree type.

Kiiro Akari, who had revealed himself to be the student council president at Pissu Academy, assured me that grades and appearances were the least of my worries to come.

"So, all that really matters is how well I can piss, yeah?"
I smirked.
"Seems like my kind of academy!"

"You take the art of pissing too lightly, Sakamoto Ryu. While you may have achieved an S rank flow without knowing it, there's more to your stream than just power."
Akari sounded a bit angered as we approached the gates of Pissu Academy.

"You can stop calling me by my full name. It's just creepy."
I muttered, stepping in line behind him as the gates thrust open.

"Here at Pissu Academy, we welcome all genders alike. The only criteria for entry being the Urination Exam. Like I said, we could care less about your appearance or how well you can solve math problems."
Akari spoke authoritatively as we traversed the hallways, smelling heavily of ammonia.

"So, does that mean I have to piss around a bunch of girls? I don't know how comfortable I feel doing that."
I groaned.

"Pissing around females should be easy for someone as talented as you, Sakamoto-kun. If anything, I think you'll be more popular than you expect."

Akari led me into one of the many classrooms, this one in particular reading 'Student Council.'

"If I may have your attention!"
Akari shouted.
"We have a transfer student joining us today. His name is Sakamoto Ryu, and while he may not look like much, I firmly believe he has the potential to obtain the Dragon's Flow!"

"The Dragon's Flow? Get real, Akari!"
A cheerful first-year girl chimed in without so much as looking up from her phone. Her nails were painted a deep shade of yellow, and her body was slathered in trivial accessories, both frilly and cute, while her long blonde hair flowed freely behind her shoulders. A gyaru among gyarus.

"I'll believe it when I see it. You have a track record of being wrong, President."
A stoic-faced third-year adjusted his glasses, narrowing his sanpaku eyes at me. His uniform was prim and proper, with not the slightest wrinkle. Having a handsome face with high cheekbones, the boy scoffed and turned back to his laptop.

"All that matters is piss strength. I'll personally be assessing him in your place, Akari."
A third-year girl with short hair spoke up, standing from her seat and approaching me with swaying hips. Her build was tall and muscular, with the tights under her skirt looking as if they would burst open from the sheer amount of muscle underneath. Her short, purple hair shone in the lights above, which she almost touched with the top of her head given her stature.

"I'm... Sakamoto Ryu. It's a pleasure to join Pissu Academy."
I bowed my head low, only to feel the third-year girl's hand grip my hair and yank my face up to meet hers.

"Zip it, Sakamoto. Follow me to the gymnasium for your first official test."
She tugged against my scalp, forcing me into line behind her as the first-year girl shouted,
"Looks like Kyu-senpai already has plans for him, wouldn't you say, Junpei-senpai?"
She giggled and looked at the third-year boy with glasses, presumably going by the name Junpei.

"Indeed, Ayumi-san. Let's hope for his sake he really does have a high rank flow."

* * *

"Pants off, boy!"
The third-year student known as Kyu crossed her arms, standing in front of me in a gymnasium full of students and ceramic targets.

I blushed furiously, watching as the students around me were already in various states of undress, some of them actively urinating on the ceramic targets with immense force.

"You mean... in front of everybody?"
I whispered, unsure of my own mental strength when it came to showing off my sad excuse for a penis.

"That's the idea, boy. Pants off or I'll expel you without a second thought."
Kyu glared down at me.

I could hear a few murmurs from the other students in the room,
"Looks like Kyu-senpai is assessing another one."

"I heard Akari personally vouched for him!"

"Doesn't mean a thing unless his cock is big and his stream is strong."

"Don't say that! Just because you're a bit above average."

I nervously began unbuckling my belt, letting my pants drop to my ankles as Kyu said,
"I'm waiting."

Closing my eyes, I mustered the courage to remove my boxers, giving Kyu and the entire gymnasium alike a view of my flesh pole. Followed shortly by a few gasps, one female called out,
"Oh my gosh! He's a grower, not a shower!"

The gymnasium erupted into a bellow of laughter, and I could feel my cheeks heating up as Kyu arranged a small ceramic target against its mount.

"Don't listen to them, boy. I've seen growers with ten times as much strength as the showers here in this academy, Akari being one of them."
For the first time since meeting her, Kyu offered a somewhat sympathetic smile, knowing deep down I had no control over my own genetics.

Mustering up even more courage than before, I nodded to her, aiming my member's tip toward the ceramic target from over ten meters away.

"Ten whole meters? This kid's out of his mind!"
A student shouted from afar, his stance only being three meters from his own target.

"Shut your mouth! This is an official student council assessment! If anyone else has something to say, I'll personally piss on you with full force!"
Kyu shouted, eyeballing the loudmouths that dared poke fun at me. It seemed to have silenced them for the time being.

Gripping the shaft of my shrunken penis, I began a gentle stroking motion, only allowing the fluffing to achieve a twenty-percent growth rate. With my cock slightly hardened in my left hand, I flexed my calloused tip with all the strength I could, lining my urethra perfectly with the ceramic target from ten meters back.

Like a bullet, the first spurt of urine shot through the air, the molecules not having time to disperse from each other as it approached the target. A loud shatter echoed through the gymnasium, and pieces of steaming ceramic flew across the room. Gasps and murmurs overwhelmed the silence, and even Kyu muttered something under her breath.

"No... fucking way!"
A student shouted.

"Was that... a perfect piss bullet?! I've only seen the upperclassmen do that before. This guy is the same age as us?!"

Kyu picked up a piece of the broken ceramic, bringing it closer to her face to examine it. She took a deep whiff, looking back at me with an almost scornful gaze.
"Is this coffee I smell in your urea?"

I nodded my head, letting my member shrink back down to its original size.
"It's my own blend of supercharged, highly caffeinated beans. Not only does it help increase my heart rate through its stimulating properties, but it increases the amount of irritation my bladder can handle before needing to release urine."

Kyu walked over to me, studying my calloused tip with a perplexed stare.
"That's common knowledge. Caffeine is a diuretic, which increases urine production, but I have never seen it utilized in such a reckless way. Not only are the supercharged beans stimulating your heart rate, but simultaneously strengthening the bladder and urethra by forcing the stream out faster and harder. It must have taken years of self-abuse to achieve such a state."

"Self-abuse?"
I tilted my head.
"I don't consider it abuse, Senpai. It's simply training to obtain the strongest stream that humanity can achieve."

"I see... so that's your goal?"
Kyu nodded her head, stepping forward and kneeling to study my tip.
"I've seen urethra muscles as hard as iron before, but this one clearly surpasses even the strength of a diamond. The only thing that can harm it at this point is another diamond in the rough..."

"I... didn't realize. Does this mean I pass?"
I asked, hastily. If at all possible, I wished for her to stop staring so hard at my exposed penis.

"No, that was simply the beginning. Akari mentioned you had the potential to reach the Dragon's Flow, so naturally, I'll need to examine your flow next. As for the piss bullet you just demonstrated,"
Kyu reached out and grabbed my scrotum, testing its strength between her rough, meaty hands.
"I think the real power comes from down here. Students often fail to realize just how powerful a weapon the male scrotum truly is. For us born without a penis, piss bullets aren't so simple."

I gasped loudly, blushing so hard that my entire body turned crimson red.
"K-K-Kyu-senpai!"

"What? Flustered over a bit of ball grabbing? Grow up, kid! There's far more dangerous things lurking than non-consentual touching. Follow me."
Kyu released my scrotum with a shove, nearly making me vomit with the force alone.

Abandoning my pants, I rushed behind Kyu to follow her toward our next goal: flow testing.