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Apollo was worried. He had no idea what had gotten into his roommate, Ryder. Ryder always seemed to be so happy and cheerful around everyone, but Apollo knew the truth: Ryder was clinically depressed. He had very little interest in anything and his supposed cheerfulness was just a facade to mask the constant sadness and apathy he truly felt. Apollo knew this about Ryder for about as long as he had been living with Ryder, and did everything he could to help, but it all seemed to get worse and he didn't know why.

As Apollo was driving home from work, he stopped to call Ryder and make sure everything was okay.

"Hey, Ryder. Everything okay, bud?", asked Apollo.

"I'm fine," said Ryder.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm okay."

"I'm on my way home. I'm going to stop at McDonald's first, though. Want me to get you anything?"

"I guess... Just get me a Big Mac and some fries."

"Okay. I'll see you when I get home."

Apollo hung up, but that call only left him more worried. Ryder just seemed so out of it, even more than usual. Something must have clicked that aggravated Ryder's depression, but he had absolutely no idea what.

When Apollo drove up to the pickup window, the drive-thru worker seemed particularly quick to point out something about him.

"Oh, wow. Didn't expect a man to be an... anthro Sylveon," said the drive-thru worker.

"What's it to you? Just give me my food."

The drive-thru worker gave Apollo his bag of food, then Apollo drove off. What a prick, Apollo thought. Why should a minimum-wage-earning drive-thru worker care that the masculine voice he heard was coming from a 5-foot-6 anthro Sylveon? It didn't matter, though; Apollo needed to get home quick to get to Ryder and figure out what's going on.

When he got to the apartment, Ryder was just there - a 6-foot-tall anthro Mightyena, just lying on the couch while eating chips, watching TV, and listening to music at the same time. Ryder was just covered up with a blanket and Apollo wasn't sure if he had any clothes on, but it didn't matter. Furthermore, Apollo noticed the specific song Ryder was listening to - "Army of Me" by Björk.

"This song seems very dark... Is this all you've been listening to?", asked Apollo.

"Pretty much," said Ryder.

"Hey, I got your Big Mac and fries, just as you said."

"Thanks..."

Apollo handed Ryder his food, then sat down on the couch by his legs.

"So, what's going on, Ryder?", asked Apollo, as he took a bite out of his burger.

"Nothing," said Ryder, as he was eating.

"You're lying here naked, binge-eating, watching TV, and listening to the same dark song on repeat. Something's wrong. What is it?"

"You wouldn't understand."

"I'll try my best. Just talk to me, buddy."

"Well... You know last Sunday when I saw you naked?"

Apollo looked surprised. This couldn't actually be it, right? Was Ryder's sudden low triggered by jealousy of his member?

"Well... Yeah. Why? Is it making you size-conscious or something?"

"No... It's something else."

"I don't follow. What else could a guy be jealous of?"

"You know... The other thing."

"You're jealous of... My butt?"

"No... It's still about your dick."

"Wait... Is this about my foreskin?"

"Yeah."

Apollo really didn't know how to respond to this. He had met a lot of guys, none of whom had any problem with their foreskin or lack thereof, so this was a new one. How was he supposed to go about talking to Ryder about this?

"Well... What... Exactly about it?", he asked.

"Everything," said Ryder.

"Explain."

"Well, for starters, you were given a say in the matter. I wasn't. Furthermore, the head of your dick has some nice protection that keeps it from losing sensitivity, while I will be facing orgasm difficulties once I hit middle age, while you will be feeling more than I ever have. And, lastly, I just think it looks better, okay?"

"Well... Okay, all of those are true... But maybe you should look at the positives."

"What positives?"

"Well, it's easier for you to clean -"

"That can't be difficult."

"Apparently you're less vulnerable to STDs -"

"Did condoms stop existing?"

"And at least no one will reject you by saying something like 'eww, anteater' -"

"At least you have something to keep those bimbos away!"

"Will you stop fucking interrupting me?!"

Apollo angrily got up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen to get a beer. He was a licensed psychiatrist and yet was totally lost on how to help Ryder. The traditional approach of having someone stop looking at all of the negatives was totally failing; for every positive point Apollo could offer, Ryder had something to shoot it down with. It seemed Ryder legitimately could not see a positive side to being circumcised. But he wasn't giving up yet. He went to his computer, searching "I hate being circumcised" to see what popped up. After digging through everything, including several links with multiple shaming comments, he finally found something that could possibly help Ryder.

After printing something out, Apollo undressed completely, then walked back to the couch with what he printed and a couple of beers.

"Eh? Apollo -"

"You've already seen it anyway... I guess you just need to face it head-on."

Apollo once again sat at the end of the couch, handing Ryder one of the beers.

"So... What started it all?"

"Well... When I was in high school, I saw one of the guys in the locker room."

"And he wasn't circumcised?"

"No... That was when I found out something was taken from me, so I asked my parents about it."

"What did they say?"

"They just told me to get over it... They told me there was nothing I could do now, but that only served to make me feel worse."

This is exactly what Apollo had seen on those internet forums; others just chanting "get over it" like mindless drones. He seemed to understand now.

"Are your parents any less hostile now?"

"We're not on speaking terms anymore."

"Well, maybe you should try talking to them again."

"Yeah, if I want more shame."

"Well... What if there was something you could do about it?"

"I'd take it in a heartbeat."

Apollo handed Ryder what he had printed out. It was an article detailing foreskin restoration.

"Huh? How has it taken me so long to find out about this?"

"It's not completely hopeless, Ryder. There's still something you can do. Well, it seems it's not a complete solution, but I'm sure it's better than nothing. Do you think that would make you feel better?"

"Yes, absolutely. I'm... Still not sure exactly how to do this, though."

"I... Think I can figure that out."

Apollo pulled the blanket off of Ryder, revealing his nude, muscular body.

"Eh?"

"Sorry. May I?"

"Well... I guess."

Apollo put his left thumb and index finger around Ryder's circumcision scar, then did the same thing with his right hand at the base of Ryder's penis. Once that was accomplished, he gently pulled up with his left hand and down with his right hand.

"So... It seems you just stretch out the skin, and that will induce mitosis. I guess it wants you to do this for 15 minutes twice a day?"

"Okay... I guess it makes sense now."

Ryder was feeling much better; Apollo seemed to be the first Pokemon to actually care about what he was going through and actually put in effort to help him. At the same time, he was aroused. Ryder was gay, but he had no idea Apollo would be able to not only comfortably be naked in a room with him, but also so nonchalantly handle something so personal.

After 15 minutes, Apollo stopped with the skin-stretching.

"Alright, so the article says that will get you started, and that you should eventually have enough skin to use a device. Feel better?"

"Yeah... I mean, I guess all this time I just moped around assuming I couldn't do anything about it, without actually seeing if there was anything to do."

"See? You just have to keep that in mind, Ryder. If you hate something so much, you have the power to change it. Groaning isn't gonna help."

Apollo proceeded to cuddle up next to Ryder. Ryder was surprised by this, but nonetheless, he put his arm around Apollo.

"I mean, I guess it's better than nothing... But there will always be that thought in my mind that you get to have the real deal, and I just get an imitation."

"Well, the field of medicine is doing some amazing things these days. Maybe one day, it'll figure out a way to give you the real deal. Then, we'll have reached the point where the only circumcised men are the ones who want to be."

"Yeah... That is a comforting thought."

Ryder started twirling his finger around inside of Apollo's foreskin, leaving Apollo pleasantly shocked.

"Oh, getting a little frisky, aren't we?"

"Sorry... It just fascinates me so much."

"Hey, don't be shy, have a little fun."

Ryder looked at Apollo and realized how much one simple action was lighting him up; was that really all it took? He put more effort into masturbating.

"Oh... Yeah, that's nice, Ryder..."

Eventually, Apollo was completely erect, causing his foreskin to retract, leaving the skin that once completely covered his glans bunched up at the corona. Once this happened, Ryder began to tug gently on Apollo's penis, moving the skin over the head and pulling it back again.

"Oh... Yes..."

Ryder was having mixed feelings. On one end, he was happy to be giving such pleasure to Apollo. On the other, he needed lube just to masturbate and yet, here was Apollo, just ready to go with no preparations. At this point, the only thing keeping him from going insane was the knowledge that one day, he'd have his penis hoodie too.

"Oh... Oh... I'm gonna...!", exclaimed Apollo.

It had only been a few minutes of minimal effort and Apollo was already having his orgasm. Was it really that easy?

"Wow... That didn't seem to take much effort," said Ryder.

"Yeah... We don't have to work as hard at it."

"I mean... I wish I had it that easy..."

"One day, you will, Ryder."

They cuddled in silence, with Ryder continuing to play with Apollo's dick in that time. After 10 minutes, Apollo was back in action and proceeded to lube up Ryder's dick.

"Huh?", asked Ryder.

"I think it's time to satisfy you. Take me," said Apollo, who bent over onto a nearby table.

Apollo gladly obliged, not hesitating for a second to begin pounding Apollo's butt. Apollo gasped slightly during the insertion, but all gasps coming after that were ones of pleasure as the two went to pound town.

"Oh, yes! That's good," said Apollo.

As time went on, Apollo and Ryder both felt more and more pleasure as Ryder began pounding faster and faster. For once in his life, Ryder was at ease; for just a few minutes, he was free from the dark thoughts that haunted him on a daily basis. Apollo was thinking about how quickly all of this had escalated; just a few minutes ago, he was helping Ryder out of a low point, and now they were having sex. However, these thoughts were drowned out by the pleasure he was receiving from Ryder. After about 8 minutes of some vigorous butt-pounding, both of them had reached their orgasms, and the whole thing was over as quickly as it started.

"Wow... That escalated quickly," said Apollo, as he sat back down on the couch.

"Yeah... I mean, it just like... Happened," said Ryder.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah... Thanks for being there for me."

"Always have been. How about we watch a movie?"