It’s the last fleeting hours of summer. There’s always something so melancholic about the last day of August. Maybe it’s that another summer has come and gone. Maybe it’s that I haven’t done anything meaningful other than lay around and jerk off every day instead of going out with my friends. Or maybe it’s just a primal feeling deep within my soul, that the end of summer is sad.

It’s not that I haven’t spent time with my friends, of course. I have. Casper, Oliver, Jaden and I have met up every week to go to the pub. Our Sunday tradition. We meet at lunch time outside the pub, The Blue Willow, go in for a pint and leave a few hours later. Sometimes we’ll hang out at Jaden’s place after, but being a Sunday the football is on and Jaden always has to watch it. When he’s doing that, me and Cas will walk Oli home because he lives a thirty minute walk down the road. Oli has been scared of the walk since he got hit by a car a few months ago when walking home. We all spent a few days at the hospital with him afterward. He got a nice sum from the accident. Me and Cas will then walk back to the pub and he’ll drive home again. Then we do it all over again next week. It’s nice, what we have. Our lonely village and quaint country pub. Of course, we’ll still meet every Sunday even if the summer is over, but the summer being over…

It’s sad.

I’m laying in the hammock in the back garden. The sun blaring down on me is making me sweat and the cool late summer breeze brushes through my fur and dries the sweat again. I texted Jaden this morning to see if he wanted to come over, he said he was busy but he’d come over after he was free. Casper said he’d come over, but he’d pick up Oli on the way. Oli is working until five. So pretty much I’ll be waiting for a while.

That’s what it is most times we try to hang out. I’ll suggest it and see if anyone else is available, most of the time they can’t. It sucks even more because starting next month, I’m back at uni. Living at home isn’t too bad, though. It’s a thirty minute bus ride into town, then an hour on the train which I usually use to work on my homework, and then another thirty minutes from the train station in the city to get to campus. I only have to do that twice a week anyway. The other days I’m doing what I do best; laying around, playing video games, jerking off, completing projects for my course, or raiding the kitchen.

I get up from the hammock and grab my empty glass from the table, then I head inside. I’m home alone. I sigh a sigh and head to my room after dropping the glass off in the kitchen. My clothes are pulled off my body and I drop myself face first onto the bed. My thoughts lead themselves toward my friends. A deep secret I hold is that I have a crush on all of them. Jaden is big and buff, but he’s sweet when you get to know him. Gentle. Oli is so cute. The way he talks and acts is so endearing that something wells up in my stomach every time I see him. And Cas is so energetic and  playful that it’s hard to not be deeply interested in whatever he says. I like all three of them.

As I lie on my bed, I feel a warmth in my stomach.  I have a boner. I turn onto my back and sigh again. 

“Fuck,” I whine. I take my cock into my hand and slowly start to jerk myself off. My thoughts go back to my friends. If Cas were here he’d wrap his loud mouth around me and wiggle his pretty squirrel butt in my face. I’d eat him out until I cum in his mouth, then he’d have me on my front and he’d stretch me open, then fill me with his cum.

Oliver would look so pretty lying on his back with his antlers caught in the headboard. He’d look at me like I’m everything and I wouldn’t be able to help myself. I’d put his hooves over my shoulders and kiss him while I push my cock into him. He’d be so tight and perfect and he’d whine as my hips touch his butt. My mouth would be all over his neck giving him hickeys and love bites. Telling everyone he belongs to me.

I whimper again and my cock leaks.

I’d be on my knees in front of Jaden. Letting him fuck my mouth with his kitty cock. I’ve seen it before. Back in college he sent one to me by accident when he was texting me about homework. It’s so thick and juicy. He’d fill my mouth up so good. I’d look into his eyes while he’s in my throat and he’d moan my name before he cums down my throat.

My cock spurts another dribble of precum and I let myself imagine all three of them in my room. Jaden would be fucking Oli’s face while Cas used his ass. I’d be kissing Jaden while Cas eats me out. I whine and cum. It hits my chest and pools on my stomach. After a few moments, I sigh and get up to whip myself clean. Then I throw some shorts on and a t-shirt and lay on my bed. Before I know it, I’m asleep.

I awaken an hour later to Oli, Jaden and Casper bursting into my room.

“Wake up, sleepyhead!” Cas shouts as he throws himself on top of me. Oli kneels down next to the bed by my head and squeezes my cheek.

“We’re here, Tommy!” Oli beams. Jaden stands in the doorway with a pack of cider and a bottle of vodka. He looks down at me with a grin.

“I brought some alcohol! Let’s watch the sun set.” I smile at them all as I sit up. Casper rolls off me and throws his legs off the side of the bed. Oli stands up and takes the vodka from Jaden and I look at them all three. And I think to myself, that I love them.