After a long day of classes and work, I always try to find time to relax on the apartment patio as the sun sets. Something about the hue of colors breaking through the blue sky has always enamored me.
 
Today is no different. I had just gotten out of the shower before sitting here, hardly even drying myself off before throwing on a pair of athletic shorts. My hair is still damp, too, but these are the sacrifices you have to make if you wanted to stay up to see the sun setting ever earlier as the year goes on.
 
My apartment mate and friend, Kenny, knocks on the door to the patio. “Got space for another?”
 
“Of course,” I said, scooting over on the bench.
 
He sits down, leans back, and sighs. A good look at his face tells me he had been crying.
 
“What’s wrong?”
 
His focus never leaves the horizon. “Oh, nothing.”
 
“Is it Tom again?”
 
“It’s always Tom, isn’t it?”
 
“What did he do this time?”
 
“He ended it.”
 
“Really?”
 
“Yeah. Two months of emotional abuse for nothing. It’s going to take me forever to get him out of my head.”
 
“It’s okay. You’ll get through it. He was nothing for you.”
 
“I know. Doesn’t make me feel any better about myself. I feel worthless.”
 
I looked him in the eyes. “Absolutely not. Look at you. You’re a wonderful guy. Smart, kind, not to mention a whole-ass meal. Tom doesn’t know what he’s just given up.”
 
“You really think so?”
 
“I do.”
 
I turn to stare back at the setting sun, but can still feel his eyes on me. We sit quietly for a bit longer.
 
“Hey,” he said. “You really think so?”
 
I glance back over, and his expression is shifted a little. What was sadness moments ago has changed to something much... hornier.
 
“Well, I mean... I’m not gonna back out of what I said, if that’s what you’re asking.”
 
“Oh, really?” He leans in close to me, and I can feel his breath on my neck. “Why don’t you tell me just how much of a wonderful guy I really am?”
 
My dick starts to get hard in my pants, and I steal a look to see he has an erection forming as well.
 
“I — we really shouldn’t,” I say, but he shushes me, slowly snaking his hand towards my crotch. He presses against my tip a little, our skin separated by the fabric of my athletic shorts, and my breath falters.
 
Then, without warning, he forcibly turns my head and plants a kiss on my lips. We hold it there for a while as he strokes my cock, which threatens to break through my shorts.
 
“We can’t do this out here,” I say, pulling back, whispering. “We have neighbors.”
 
“Fine. Then get over here.”
 
He rips me away from the patio and the setting sun, and drags me over to his room. There are a few stains here and there on his bed, likely from one of the few times I’d heard him and Tom going at it, but I didn’t think about it too hard. He strips me down, running his hands across my chest and hips, and then slowly lowers himself to my now exposed cock.
 
Kenny makes a big show of licking his lips for me before planting them at the head of my dick, and I let out a shaky exhale. His tongue presses against the bottom of my shaft as he works back and forth on it, and before long, I can feel myself ready to burst.
 
He edges me, loudly popping my dick out of his mouth, and undresses himself. I help with his shirt, and he gets down on all fours on the bed, his asshole spread wide.
 
Before forcing myself in, I grab a bottle of lube conveniently located on his nightstand and pour it all over his asshole and across my cock. To make sure he’s ready for me, I slowly insert my thumb, and as he moans, I wiggle it around inside until it’s all the way in. Then I remove it and press my tip against his ass.
 
“Are you ready for this?” I ask.
 
In response, he throws his ass back at me, inserting it himself. The tightness is immediately overwhelming, and as his ass cheeks bounce against my hips, all I can do is keep my brain distracted so I don’t immediately cum inside.
 
“Oh, yes,” he says, as my cock plunges further and further inside. “Fill me up. I want all of you. I want your cum. Fill me up.”
 
Damn it.
 
I immediately shoot thick ropes of cum inside of him, and he holds his hips still as it warms up his anal cavity. My mouth is wide open, unable to let out a noise until my cock is finished throbbing. As I pull out, he pushes a bit of my seed out, and it drips down to his balls.
 
He turns around to lie on his back, and exposes his cock to me, which is severely leaking with pre-cum. I drop to my knees and run my tongue from the base to the tip, licking up the salty liquid. Then, he presses my head down, and the head hits the back of my throat. I swirl my tongue across it, and he moans loudly, still holding my hair. I nibble the tip a little, and as his leg spasms, his cum floods my mouth and the back of my throat. I swallow as fast as it comes out, his hot seed slowly sinking to my stomach.
 
“Oh, God,” is all he can say.
 
I remove my mouth from his cock and grab him by the legs. “You still feel worthless?”
 
“What kind of question is that?”
 
“I can turn you into something a lot less worthless. I can make you a whole-ass meal.” I remove his socks and place one of his feet in my mouth. I can tell at first he doesn’t fully register what’s happening, but as soon as his toes reach my uvula, his face contorts a little.
 
“What are you doing?”
 
Seeing as I can’t respond at the moment, I grab his other foot and open my mouth wider. It struggles to fit both feet, but now that they’re both at the back of my throat, I swallow hard and feel them sink into my throat.
 
“Woah, what the fuck? What are you doing?”
 
I swallow again, holding his hips to push more of him into me. The pressure of his calves entering my gullet immediately makes me hard again.
 
“Oh, fuck,” he says, apparently feeling the same way. “Please, don’t stop.”
 
I grab his hips again and let out another gulp, and he starts to stroke his own cock, which is right on my nose. With another small push, it pops inside of my mouth, and I give it some more tongue treatment before reaching back a bit and sliding it across his ass. I can taste my own cum leaking out.
 
With another solid swallow, his hips are down my throat, and he starts to sink in with no effort. He intentionally slides his arms inside of me, and I can feel him rubbing himself in my stomach. I reach down to do the same now that my hands are free, and as his shoulders reach my lips, he looks down at me.
 
“Please, swallow me down. Make me worthwhile. Let me fill you up.”
 
His head and hair enter my mouth, and finally, I close it behind him. With one last gulp, the rest of his body slides down my esophagus, and he settles in my gut. A few strokes later and I cum again, spurting out all over his sheets, adding to the stains. Then I lie down for a moment to breathe. My stomach is incredibly swollen, and every one of his movements rocks my whole body.
 
“I’ll let you out here soon,” I say, getting up and putting shorts back on. “For now, I have something else I need to do.”
 
I step out of his room and open the door to the patio again, and finish watching the sunrise as he continues to get himself off in my stomach.