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Mark Stevens
Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Two
Bren watched his students walk away from his classroom and sat down at his desk to read through some of the assignments for that day. When he came to Keith's paper, he paused and thought about the student. Today had been the boy's first day back in class, and for all practical purposes, Bren thought it had gone well. Keith had definitely shown tension upon entering the room, but as the day moved along, Bren was relieved to see Keith become relaxed.
"Hey," a voice said interrupting his thoughts. He looked up and saw Tom and Evan walking into the classroom.
Bren pushed his chair back, and standing up, he went to greet each man with a hug. "How was your day?" he asked hugging first Tom and then Evan.
"More importantly, how did your day go?" Evan asked returning the hug.
Bren closed the door and leaned against it. "I think it went well. Keith was very tense at first, but the other students were very helpful. Keith's mood improved with each hour that passed."
"I'm really glad to hear that," Evan said and sighed.
Tom grinned. "I must confess, I made several trips out into the hall to see how it was going."
"I'm sure your students were happy for you to be out of their sight throughout the day," Evan teased.
"Actually they were very well behaved. They knew I was concerned about Keith."
"I was stopped in the hall this morning by one of your students," Bren told Evan.
A look of surprise appeared on the professor's face. "One of my students?"
Bren gave a nod. "It was Cole."
"Just what did that young man have on his mind?" Evan asked.
"He was very sweet. Like the rest of us, he's concerned about Keith, too. He asked if I thought it would be okay for him to visit Keith's room."
"I wonder what that's about." Tom shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm not sure, and I didn't ask him. I got the feeling he just wanted to encourage Keith in some way. I trust Cole, so I told him a visit might be nice."
"Keith's in a delicate condition right now," Evan reminded. "I hope Cole's visit won't upset him."
"Knowing Cole like I do, I believe it will be a good visit." Tom grinned. "Look, Evan, school's over for today. How about joining us for a beer before suppertime?"
The professor was happy to accept the invitation and walked with Tom down the hall. Bren picked up the papers on his desk to grade later, turned the lights off and joined the other two in the apartment. Tom was walking into the living room carrying three bottles of beer.
"I was just asking Evan if your brother enjoyed his time off." He handed a bottle to each of them. "Have a seat," he told Evan indicating the chair.
Bren and Tom sat on the sofa and listened as Evan said, "Chance enjoyed every minute of it. We both did. You wouldn't believe how much fucking we managed to do." Evan grinned and added, "Bren, your brother is a fucking horn dog. I don't know if we could survive being off a week at a time."
Tom laughed. "Bragging or complaining?"
Evan suddenly became very serious. "Neither one. Bren, I think I'm falling in love with Chance. I hope you're okay with that."
Bren slid off the sofa and went over to Evan's chair. He pulled the man to his feet and into a hug. Pulling the professor close, he said, "I couldn't be happier. I love my brother, and I'm so happy that he's back in my life. I know how happy you make Chance. He's made a lot of changes in his life this year, and having you with him has made those changes go smoothly." Bren planted a kiss on Evan's mouth, and both their cocks responded. Bren could feel them growing between them.
When the two stepped apart, Tom's seat on the sofa gave him a perfect view of both men's bodies. "Hey, what's this?" he asked joining them. He place a hand on each dick.
Evan shook his head and grinned. Giving Bren a wink, he said, "I think you've been neglecting this guy's education. I thought you were a better teacher."
Bren grinned and said, "I try, but you can only do so much with some guys."
Tom gave his lover's cock a squeeze. "I want to do so much with you." He leaned over and gave Bren a kiss. "You, too," he added, also giving the professor's dick a gentle twist. He felt it jerk between his fingers.
"I want both your loads," Evan said. He ran the fingers on one hand through Bren's black curly chest hair, while the fingers on his other hand pinched one of Tom's hardening nipples.
Bren eyed the clock on the kitchen wall. "I don't think there's time for both of us to fuck you."
"Who said anything about fucking?" Evan dropped to his knees and fell to the floor, landing on his back. He made a fist around his hard cock and slowly stroked it. "I want you both to shoot off on me." One hand was on his cock, and the other one made a trail through his belly and chest hair.
Tom looked disappointed. "There's time for one of us to fuck you."
Evan continued stroking his dick. "Next time, Bud. I want to watch you both fire your cum out on me."
Bren's eyes took in every inch of the professor's furry hot body. The man was literally covered from head to toe with thick curly blond hair. "God, you're so fucking sexy." He stepped to one side of Evan and wrapped his fingers around his dick. The touch brought a thick drop of pre cum from his dickhead, and the slippery substance slowly ran between his fingers. He ran his other hand up his body, enjoying the tickling sensation his black chest hair gave him.
Tom walked around and stood on Evan's other side. He began jacking slowly and gave his furry balls a tug with his other hand. He alternated looking back and forth between the professor and Bren and moaned. "Fuck, I love watching the two of you jack off."
From the floor, Evan sighed. "Looking up at you two jacking your dicks is driving me crazy. It won't be long before I shoot." He jacked faster, as he ran his fingers through his thick carpet of blond pubes.
Bren watched his lover jack his cock, and the hairy sight made his balls tingle. "Not going to last much longer," he moaned.
Evan called out, "Cumming!"
Watching Evan's cock firing its creamy load out into his nest of chest and belly hair pushed Bren over the edge. He cried out, "Me, too!" His toes curled with each rope of cum he fired out onto the professor's hairy body. He watched his load blend in with Evan's and continued stroking for a time, squeezing the last bit of juice out of his cock.
Tom groaned. "Gonna cover you with my load, Evan." When the first wave of pleasure traveled through his body, Tom's knees buckled, and it took everything he had not to fall down on top of the professor.
"Shit!" Bren watched the three loads mix together and form a thick river of cream. It traveled slowly through the professor's blond body fur.
Tom suddenly dropped to his knees and looked up at his lover. "Let's clean this mess up, Babe."
"That's a great idea. Let's eat!"
Bren laid down next to Evan and placed his mouth next to the professor's nip. He stuck his tongue out and began sucking his way through the maze of thick white man cream, his end goal, to clean Evan's furry crotch.
On the other side, Tom began the same thing. Both men tongued their way downward, ridding Evan's body of any evidence of cum. When they met at the man's blond cum-splattered pubes, they turned and shared a kiss. Three loads of man cream were shared back and forth.
Bren broke the kiss, smiled at Tom, and slowly moved up to share a kiss with the professor.
"Oh, my," Evan sighed. "That was quite the kiss of cum." He smiled and pulled the men to him. "Chance isn't the only one that I love." He kissed them both and said, "You two are pretty special, too."
"Yeah, we think you're pretty great yourself," Tom teased.
Bren smiled tenderly at Evan and said, "Thank you."
Evan looked puzzled. "For what?"
"For being so good to my brother. You've helped him so much in making this transitional change in his life."
"It's been a big change for me as well," Evan admitted. "Never in a million years did I ever dream I'd be living and working in a place like the Community. And to top it all, I never thought when I moved here that I would meet someone to love the way I love Chance."
A few more words were exchanged before Bren eyed the clock. "We'd better jump in the shower and then head over to the cafeteria."
Bren and Tom helped Evan to his feet, and Tom said, "What, you think the Founder might not appreciate us coming to dinner reeking of cum?"
"I think we all know the answer to that," Bren said leading them to the shower.
Cole took a deep breath and knocked on Keith's dorm door. He took a second breath just as the door opened, and he was greeted by the student.
"Hey, Keith," he greeted.
Cole smiled and asked if he could come into the room. At Keith's hesitant nod, he entered the boy's room and discovered Mason sitting at Keith's desk. Hey, Mason," he greeted.
Mason stood to his feet. "Hi, Cole. What's up?"
Cole turned to Keith and asked if they could talk.
"I'll leave you guys," Mason said heading for the door.
Cole stopped him by saying, "No need for you to go. In fact, I'd like for you to hear what I have to say."
Mason returned to his seat, and Keith fell down on his bed. Cole watched both their movements as he leaned against the wall and folded his arms. He looked at Mason and then cast his eyes on Keith. He could read the confusion on Keith's face.
"Keith, I've wanted to share something with you for sometime, but I wasn't exactly sure how to go about it."
Mason could feel the tension in the room, and he knew he had to lighten things up. "Words. Use your words, Cole."
Cole shook his head. "It's not that easy, but I want to try." Turning his attention back to Keith, he said, "Only a few guys in the Community know my reason for coming here. I'm going to try and share my story with you, but please, guys, can we keep what I have to say in this room?"
Mason clamped his lips shut with his fingers and gave a nod of agreement.
"Keith?" The student hadn't made any comment on Cole's request.
Looking even more confused, Keith gave a feeble, "Okay."
Cole forced his body to relax and began telling his story. "When my dad found out I was gay, he kicked me out of the house." He paused a few seconds and the continued, "But not before he knocked me to the floor. Twice."
"Shit," Mason said when Cole paused again.
"In a matter of minutes I was out of the house with nothing but the clothes on my back. I had no fucking idea what I was going to do. I walked to the mall and for two hours I just sat in one of those chairs you see grouped together in the middle of the hallway. I was forced to leave when the mall closed."
Cole felt a cold shiver go through his body, as the bad memories began returning to him.
Mason was suddenly on his feet. He hurried over and gave Cole a hug. "It's alright, you're safe now." A moment later he returned to his chair.
"Thanks, Mason." Cole continued with his story. "I left the mall with no idea where to go. Without a plan in mind, I turned and walked toward the downtown section of my town. When I reached the business district, most of the shops were already closed. I remembered a drugstore that might still be opened, and I thought I could go inside and try to come up with a plan.
"I suddenly heard footsteps and discovered some guy walking beside me. He asked me what I was doing and reminded me that the shops were closed for the night. I told him I was out walking to clear my head of some things. He asked if he could walk with me. He looked friendly enough, so I told him he could."
Cole felt lightheaded and allowed the wall to support his body.
Mason left his chair and fell down on the bed next to Keith. "Take my seat, Cole."
Cole's heart raced, and he focused on his breathing. He was grateful to sit down, and he smiled at the two on the bed. "Thanks."
Another moment passed as Cole concentrated on his breathing and what he had to say next. Finally he said, "What happened next changed my life forever. The guy pushed me into an alleyway and raped me. When he finally finished, he hit me hard with his fist and everything went black. I think I was aware of someone trying to help me, but I couldn't think or speak. I felt consumed by a thick black blanket. The blackness remained until the next day. When it finally left, I discovered I was in the hospital. A very kind nurse was with me.
"This story could go on for a long time, but I'll give you the short version. Because of several very kind people that were around me in the hospital, I was introduced to Chad. When he heard my story, and how my dad had treated me, he got a judge to remove me out of my dad's custody and into Chad's."
Cole paused and looked straight at Keith. "I'm sharing this with you, Keith, hoping that by hearing about my experience, you can know, too, you can survive what happened to you. It's not easy, but just like me in the hospital, you have a lot of people here who care about you."
"Do the memories ever go away?" Keith asked.
"I thought they had, but I guess I was mistaken, because talking about them now makes it seem like only yesterday that it happened. I promise, it does get easier."
Mason shook his head. "Man, you act so crazy all the time. I had no idea you'd had such an experience."
Cole felt his body relax as he said, "That's why I've asked you guys to keep what's said in this room to yourselves. Not dwelling on it makes things easier. Almost like it never happened," he added.
Mason gave Keith a smile. "I honestly believe Cole knows exactly how you feel."
"Maybe," Keith admitted. "I hate that you had this experience, Cole, and thanks for telling me. Still, I don't know if these bad feelings will ever go away."
Cole walked over and placed a hand on Keith's shoulder. "They will," he promised. "I know it will take time, but it will finally happen."
Mason asked, "Can I ask you a question, Cole?"
"Of course."
"When did you move here?"
"The week of spring break from high school. In fact, it was on Friday evening, the weekend before the break when I was raped."
"So you were the first student here?" The question came from Keith.
"I was. Chad gave me a couple weeks to acclimate to my new life, and then he turned me over to Rob. At that time, the only other men here, other than Chad, were Brad, the lawyer, and Rob, the counselor. Rob tutored me until the end of the school year, and when the other students began arriving no explanations were made about why I was here." Cole looked at both students and forced a smile to show on his face. "And as they say, `the rest is history'."
Keith surprised Cole by giving him a hug. "I appreciate you telling me your story, Cole. I can see how difficult it was for you."
"It was hard," Cole agreed and returned the hug. "Like I told you, I've had you on my mind ever since your experience. I just wanted to let you know that there was someone who had gone through the same thing as you. Keith, anytime you want or need to talk, find me. If we can't talk in my room, we'll find some place private."
Mason gave Cole a hug and said, "Thanks for sharing your story. I know it was hard to talk about. I also know you've had some time to heal, but should you ever need to, I'm here. I'm a good sounding board. Just ask this guy." He turned and gave Keith a grin.
The three students talked for another half hour before Cole took his leave. Once he was out in the hall, he had another thought. He had promised Bren he wouldn't say anything to upset Keith, and after his visit with the student, he felt he owed the teacher an explanation. He walked to the end of the hall and knocked on Bren and Tom's door.
Bren opened the door and greeted, "Hey, Cole, come in."
Cole stepped inside the apartment and gave Bren a hug. "You guys busy?"
"Never too busy for you," Tom said with a grin. He got up from the kitchen table where he had been grading papers. He gave their visitor a hug, too.
"Just grading papers," Bren answered. "We can use a break." He asked Cole if he'd like something to drink.
"You have a beer?"
"A beer?" Bren, who had been walking toward the refrigerator, stopped and turned around. "A beer?" he repeated.
Cole shrugged his shoulders and answered, "I really could use a beer."
"One would be alright, wouldn't it, Babe," Tom spoke up.
Bren returned with three bottles, and they sat down in the living room. The teachers chose the couch and left the big chair in the corner of the room for their guest.
Cole twisted the cap off and took a large drink of the cold liquid.
"What's happened?" Bren asked when Cole sat staring at the bottle in his hand. He suddenly remembered that Cole was going to talk with Keith. Feeling somewhat panicky, he asked how the visit with the student had gone.
Cole took another big drink. "It went well. I think."
Bren felt the panic increase. "You think?"
"No, I believe it did."
Tom leaned forward and asked, "If it went well, why do you seem so upset?"
Cole took a moment to answer. Taking still another large drink of beer, he said, "I'm going to tell you both something, and then I never want to discuss it again."
Bren slid off the sofa and sat on one of the thick arms of the chair. "What's upset you so much, Bud?"
Cole finished off the bottle of beer and said, "There was a reason why I wanted to speak with Keith. When I tell you, I think you will understand."
The words he spoke came out slowly at first as Cole began telling the teachers about his reason for speaking to Keith. He repeated the same story he had confided to Keith and Mason earlier, and both men sat there in disbelief. When he had finished, he said, "As I told the other two, the rest is history."
Bren was the first to speak. "I am so sorry, Cole. I knew that your father couldn't accept you being gay, but I had no idea you had been through so much shit."
Tom joined them, sitting on the other chair arm. He placed a hand on Cole's shoulder and said, "A man like your father doesn't deserve having a great son like you. I'd call him a name, but I won't disrespect you."
"Name calling wouldn't show me any disrespect. Hell, I've called him many names over the years. Bastard'. Son of a bitch'. And many others," Cole admitted.
"Was your father always that way, even when your mother was still living?" Bren was still shocked by the student's story.
"Not nearly as much. As I got older, I realized that she must have ran quite a bit of interference while she was alive."
"So, losing your mother caused him to treat you the way he did?" Tom asked.
"Her death definitely made things worse between the two of us." Cole gave each teacher a smile. "I'm sorry for the low mood. When I decided to talk with Keith, I didn't take into consideration how the memories might affect me."
Cole got to his feet and held out both arms. "Can we forget all about this shit now and just enjoy a hug? I'm serious. I don't want this subject brought up again."
"What about Keith?" Tom asked. "You told him he could talk to you anytime, right?"
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "If he does, I will keep my word. I'm hoping since Mason heard my story, too, that Keith will go to him. For some reason, they seem pretty close."
"They are close," Bren agreed. Mason has been a very good friend to Keith ever since the incident with that damned security guard."
Cole pulled both men to him, and the three hugged each other close. When the hug was broken, Cole smiled and looked down at Tom's crotch. The teacher's cock was about half hard as it swung through Tom's mass of pubes. He looked in Bren's direction, but Bren's cock was still soft, surrounded by his black curly bush hair. Cole shook his head and said, "I know you both will think I've lost my mind, but honestly, this is one time I'm not horny. Would it be possible for us just to lay on the bed next to each other? I really need to be close to someone right now, and you both know how I feel about you."
"If that's what you want," Bren answered.
They crawled on the bed, making sure that Cole was between them. Tom was one side of the boy and Bren on the other.
"This is nice," Cole said with a sigh.
Bren placed an arm across Cole's stomach and said, "Cole, we'll respect your wishes, and what you've told us this evening will stay between us. However, should you ever need to talk with anyone, just know that Tom and I are both here for you, okay?"
"I know that, and thanks. Tom, will you place an arm around me, too?"
When Tom did as Cole asked, the student said, "Now, I feel secure. I know, it sounds crazy, but talking to Keith and Mason, and then with you guys, I suddenly felt, well, not unsafe exactly, but not safe either. Does that make sense to you?"
Bren leaned over and planted a light kiss on the boy's mouth. "It makes very good sense. Cole, I hope you know that Tom and I will always be here for you, should you need us."
"That's right, we will." Tom also gave the boy a quick kiss.
The room became quiet as all three became absorbed in their own thoughts. Cole was the first one to drift off, quickly followed by Tom and then Bren. A half hour had passed when Cole suddenly woke up. "What time is it?" he asked.
Awake now, Bren turned and looked at the clock next to the bed. "Eight o'clock," he answered.
"Shit, I need to get up. Ben has no idea where I'm at."
"You are very protective of your roommate, aren't you?" Tom asked.
Cole scooted down to the foot of the bed and stood to the floor. "I am. Don't ask me why, because I really don't know. I just do."
Bren and Tom followed the student to the door. Before stepping outside into the hall, Cole pulled Bren to him. He appeared to be feeling better, because as was his usual habit, his hug consisted of a tight body rub against his ex teacher's body."
"Welcome back," Bren said feeling Cole's dick chubbing up.
Tom gave the boy hug and received the same treatment. When he pulled away from Cole, both their dicks were chubbing up. "Damned happy you feeling better, Bud." He eyed the student's growing cock.
"You seem to be having the same problem," Cole said reaching down and wrapping his fingers around Tom's dick.
"Go on back to your room," Bren said. "As you say, Ben will be wondering where you are."
"Yeah, do leave, Cole." Tom placed a hand on Bren's chest and said, "Yeah, my dick's coming to life, and fortunately for me, there's someone here who knows how to take care of that problem. Night, Bud."
Bren opened the door and smiled. "Just remember, Cole, we're here anytime you want or need to talk.
"Yeah, yeah, we care, but would you please leave so I can fuck this guy's ass?"
Cole grinned and headed down the hall to the room he shared with Ben.
Bren closed the door and smiled. "We have such an interesting life, don't we?"
"Hell, yeah we do, but get in the bedroom. My dick needs your ass."
"As you wish, my dear. After all, I need to keep you happy."
"A job we share," Tom agreed. "Now, let's fuck!"