In the light of his apartment, I got my first good look at Andrew. His skin was lightly freckled and tanned, showing that he'd spent some quality time in the great outdoors. His black hair was cropped closely to his head on the sides and slightly longer on top; it looked recently cut. This was a sharp contrast to my own shoulder length dirty blond curls, which framed my slender face. His sharp features were just as intimidating as they were intriguing, and his lips looked full and pillowy. It occurred to me that he had kissed my ass before he'd kissed my mouth, a thought which only added to my horniness.
I looked around as he hurried off into the kitchen. The apartment opened into a living room with a large TV against one wall. A sofa, a loveseat, and a rocking chair formed a U shape pointing towards the TV, and behind that whole setup the kitchen sat behind a breakfast bar. The walls were adorned with art. A lot of them I recognized as album covers, while some others clearly came from the Tom of Finland-esque fetish scene.
I stared at Andrew through the window of the breakfast bar. He was delightfully full in his belly, ass and legs, even in the khaki shorts that he'd one again pulled up onto himself. He sported a tanktop as well with long cutouts for the arms, showing some decently hairy pits when he lifted them to pour me a glass of water.
I was still fully hard when Andrew came back with my water.
"Please, sit," he remarked as he gestured to the couch and placed the water glass on the coffee table in the center of the room. "Though, place *this* glass," he said as he handed me a smaller, empty glass, "under your jock. I don't want to get the cushions covered in precum. It's super hot that you produce that much, though."
"Thank you," I said, sitting and placing the glass in front and under me. It made me feel a bit objectified to have my precum collected like that, but I certainly wasn't complaining. I also resisted the common sense question of, 'why not just put a towel down?' I guess I was way too horny to be thinking clearly.
"So you liked that picture of my ass flooded in cum?"
My cock pulsed, releasing another stream of precum into the glass.
"Yeah, it looked amazing. I've kind of always wanted to be in that position, but between not being on prep and not really knowing anyone who would want to, I hadn't really seriously considered it."
"Well, I'm asking you to consider it. At least somewhat seriously."
"What do you mean by that?" I was again adding more to the glass. Andrew leaned back, spreading his arms out against the back of the couch and opening his legs slightly. I could see the outline of his semi-hard dick through his shorts, given that he had no underwear to hide it.
"Well you know the network I talked about, those guys who like to come over and make a mess out of me? They've expressed some interest in having a bit more... variety. I've been looking for someone to join me when I have guys come load me up; another bottom that my guests can chose between. I'm obviously attracted to you and I think many of them would be too; we might even both get a load from a few of them."
"Woah... that's a really hot idea. I mean, I'm into you too, so I think I would probably love it."
