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Mark Stevens
Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Three
Bren drove into the Community campground and parked his car in front of the large mess hall. Tom was sitting next to him. Parker had the backseat all to himself. The Founder had organized an overnight retreat for some of the staff members, and the teachers and social worker had volunteered to get things going.
Bren shut the care engine off and looked at the other two. "Seems like we just left this place."
"We did," Tom said getting out of the car.
"Four months ago," Parker added crawling out of the backseat.
Parker unlocked the door to the large dining room, and Bren and Tom began bringing food out from the trunk of Bren's car. Chad had sent food enough for three meals. Supper that evening and breakfast and lunch the next day.
"Don't think we'll be shedding our clothes anytime soon," Tom declared as they entered the cold building.
Parker raised the thermostat up and said, "It won't take long for this baby to heat things up. I'm going over and turn the heat on in the cabin. Chad said to heat number one cabin so showers would be available."
Bren sat two large pans filled with chicken and cheese enchiladas on the big work table in the middle of the kitchen. "We have an hour before the rest get here," he said looking at the clock on the wall. "Chad said he'd bring the others out at six."
Bren lit one of the ovens on the commercial cooking range. Tacos were on the evening's meal as well, and Tom began working on those ingredients.
While Bren was waiting on the oven to heat up, he filled a large skillet with meat for the tacos and placed it on one of the burners.
"What can I do?" Parker asked coming into the kitchen.
"Chop these tomatoes up," Tom directed. "Here are the bowls for the taco items." He pointed to the items.
As they worked on the meal, various subjects were brought up, one in particular. Bren's brother, Chance, wouldn't be coming to the retreat.
"Are you relieved that Chance isn't coming this time?" Parker asked as he chopped tomatoes.
Bren stirred the meat in the skillet and turned around from the stove. He shrugged and said, "I have sort of mixed feelings about it. I understand why Chad did it, and yeah, part of me is relieved. Would either of us be uncomfortable being here together? I believe I would have been okay with it."
"What about your brother?" Parker finished cutting up the tomatoes and slid them into the big bowl in front of him.
Bren shook his head. "I really can't say. After the retreat was announced, neither Chance nor I mentioned it."
Tom had finished shredding lettuce and threw the parts not used into the trash. "Personally, I think he wouldn't have minded being here with Bren."
"Just who all is coming?" Parker asked reaching for a large onion to cut up.
"Don, Jeff, Paul, and of course, Chad and Brad," Bren answered and stirred the meat again.
"Paul, Chaz and Terry," Tom added. "Oh, and of course, the three awesome guys preparing this meal."
"I know Jeff Maxwell from the post office is coming," Parker said. "He told me so when I went in to mail a letter yesterday."
"I like Jeff," Bren remarked. "He's a little on the quiet side, but he's always very friendly when I go to the P.O."
"I'm looking forward to everything," Tom remarked. "It's been a long time since we've had one of Chad's sleep overs."
Bren grinned and turned the flame down under the meat. "We both know what you're looking forward to."
"I'm sure I shouldn't ask," Parker remarked with a smile.
"I know how much Tom enjoys spending time with Don," Bren told the social worker. I also know something else. I think there may be one or two coming tonight that Tom's never played with. There's a couple that I've never been with either."
"Dare I ask?" Curiosity showed on Parker's face.
Bren laughed. "That's my secret for now. Pay attention to how things go and see if you can decide who they might be."
"You're bad," Parker said. He walked around the work table and gave Bren's ass a smack with his hand.
Tom suddenly realized that the kitchen was becoming quite warm. "I believe I'll shed a few clothes." He walked into the cook's cabin, and in another minute returned completely naked.
Parker's eyebrows raised. "A few clothes?" He eyed Tom's hair-covered naked body. "I believe I'll join you. Are we leaving our clothes in the cook's cabin?"
"For now," Bren said following the social worker into the other room. "Watch my meat," he called over his shoulder to Tom.
"I always watch your meat," Tom teased. "I also eat it whenever I can get you to offer it to me."
"Yeah, you're so starved," Bren shot back.
When both men were naked, Parker pulled the teacher to him. Both bodies were covered with thick black hair, and as the two hugged, the thick curls blended together and latched on to each other.
"I'm really looking forward to spending some time with you," Parker told Bren.
"It has been a while." Bren hugged the social worker close and rubbed his body against Parker's furry chest. "Let's make sure we do."
"What are you two doing in there?" Tom called from the kitchen. "You'd better not be fucking – unless I can join you."
Back in the kitchen Bren assured his partner nothing had been going on in the bedroom.
"Oh, no?" Tom pointed to both men's dicks. "Those things are telling a different story."
Bren took hold of his cock and grinned. "This is a hug chub," he explained.
Parker laughed and made a fist around his thickening cock. "Yeah, what he said."
Tom came over and gave both men a hug. When he stepped back, his dick was showing signs of growing as well.
Bren smiled. "See, hug chub."
"How's the meal coming along?" Tom looked at the clock and said, "If we keep this up, there's bound to be some fucking taking place and there won't be anything to eat when the others arrive."
The preparations for the evening meal were going well when the rest of the retreat participants arrived as six o'clock. The new arrivals came into the building carrying Yoga pads and blankets. The Founder told them to place the items on a table at one end of the big room. Commenting on the warmth of the building Chad said, "We can put our clothes over here on this table." He walked over to the opposite end of the room and began removing his shirt and jeans."
The three from the kitchen came in and welcomed the new guests with hugs. "The meal will be ready in half an hour," Bren announced.
"Need any help?" Chaz Melendez, one of the supermarket managers came into the kitchen and asked.
Bren had been in the process of checking the enchiladas baking in the oven. He closed the door and turned around. He smiled at the man and looked at Chaz's naked body. The man's body was covered with thick curly black hair. Bren felt his cock give a little twitch. "Give me a hug, Chaz. I know we've already hugged, but, in my defense, you still had your clothes on then."
"I agree, the touch of bare skin is much nicer."
Bren pulled the man to him, and the two shared a tight hairy hug. Bren's already thickening cock felt the other man's dick give a jerk between them. When they stepped back, they saw the other's cock filling up with blood.
"Gentlemen," Tom said joining them, "let me remind you of the meal we need to get on the table. There's no time for that right now."
"Perhaps later," Chaz said with a grin. "Now, I repeat, is there something I can do to help – with the food, that is," he added with a wider grin.
The food was on the table by six-thirty, and by six-forty, everyone was sitting at the table with a plate of food in front of them.
Bren, Tom and Parker waited until everyone else had been through the food line before they filled their plates. Some of the tables had been pushed together to make a long row, and they found seats at one end.
"Awesome job, guys," Chad praised. He and Brad were sitting next to each other.
"Delicious food," Brad praised.
"Thanks to my brother," Bren answered honestly.
"About that," Chad spoke up. "Bren, I hope your brother didn't feel left out. I know he did a marvelous job putting the meals together."
Bren shook his head and said, "He doesn't. He and I both know why he wasn't invited to this retreat."
"I didn't want either of you to feel uncomfortable with the other's presence." The Founder paused a few seconds before asking, "Would you have been? Uncomfortable I mean?"
"As for myself, the answer is no, but for Chance, I really couldn't say."
"Chance will definitely be invited next time." Chad gave his full attention to the food on his plate once again.
Realizing the conversation was over, Bren did the same.
Tom rubbed his shoulder against his lover and whispered, "You could have told Chad about the times we've played around with Chance and Evan. Personally, I don't think it would have bothered your brother at all."
Bren smiled. "As you keep reminding me. Still, I'm glad that Chad didn't come this time. I do think he would have a better time without me around, at least for his first time."
When the Founder saw that most of the guys were finished with their meal, he stood up and welcomed everyone to his retreat. "I hope all of you have a fun overnighter and learn something from your time together.
"First of all, I want to thank Bren, Tom and Parker for making sure our meal this evening went smoothly. Chance did a great job planning the menus. The next time you see him in the Community, it would be nice if you tell him thank you. As for the rest of you, please know how much I appreciate every one of you. The awesome job each of you do assures that life in the Community runs smoothly. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Chad continued, "I purposely tried to mix things up a bit for tonight. Sometimes life gets into a rut, and we tend not to get out of our comfort zone. I hope to change that this evening. To get things started, we're going to draw a number from the little bowl at one end of the food table."
Tom was puzzled. "Christmas is next month. Isn't it a bit early to draw names?"
"Shish," Bren said putting a finger against his lips.
"I want you to select a piece of paper from the bowl. There are two sets of one to five. Whoever draws the same number as you will be your partner for one hour. By the time that hour is up, I want you to have learned three things about each other. Everyone understand? If so, come and select your number."
When the bowl was empty, Bren discovered that his number matched Chaz Melendez, and he was secretly glad. He walked over to the man and said, "Looks like you're stuck with me, Chaz."
Chaz rubbed his shoulder against Bren. "I don't hear myself complaining."
When everyone was paired up, the Founder said, "The pads and blankets over there are for your convenience. Take whatever you need to make you comfortable on the floor. There is also a basket filled with condoms and small tubes of lube. Again, remember, you are to find out three things about each other. The hour is for you to spend however you choose, but know that I'll be calling time in exactly one hour. Everyone good?"
Bren grabbed two pads and one blanket, and Chaz picked up a couple condoms and a small tube of lube. Once they were comfortable at one end of the room, they discussed their three things. They shared one thing, in that they had never spent any time alone with each other.
"I've always wanted to," Chaz admitted.
Bren placed a hand on the man's furry chest and smiled. "I have, too, so let's get busy finding out more about each other."
Chaz pulled Bren to him, and they shared a kiss. The action was gentle at first, but the touch of one mouth to the other soon created a need for each of them. Chaz gently pushed Bren on his back and crawled between the teacher's legs. He began moving down Bren's body, leaving a trail of wet kisses in the teacher's body fur. When he came to Bren's hairy belly button, Chaz worked his tongue around it, not leaving the area until he had the black curly hair soaked with his spit. When he felt Bren's thick patch of pubes against his tongue, he trailed back and forth through the teacher's bush until he had it drenched with his saliva as well.
The man's touch was making Bren shiver. He moaned and waited to see what Chaz would do next.
When Chaz reached the base of Bren's cock, he slowly ran his tongue up the teacher's hairy shaft. He came to a stop when he reached Bren's cockhead and circled it with his lips. He paused and waited to see how Bren might react. The teacher moaned in a way that told Chaz he could continue with what he was doing. He swallowed the head and heard another moan come out of Bren. He gently sucked on the head and savored the taste as if he was sucking on a sweet Popsicle. He felt a thick drop of pre cum leak out on to his tongue, and he sucked it down his throat. He felt more pre in his mouth as he slowly took the rest of Bren's dick down to its hairy root. When his nose was buried in the middle of the man's hairy crotch, the scent went right to Chaz's dick. He felt it jerk between his legs, and his body felt hot all over. He worked his mouth up and down Bren's cock for several minutes, and when he had it leaking one drop of pre cum after another, pulled off and asked, "Would you be willing to fuck me?"
"Definitely," Bren answered. "Get on your hands and knees."
Once the man was in position, Bren took a moment to study Chaz's hairy ass. A snake of thick curly black hair filled the entire length of the man's crack and continued running up Chaz's back. The sight of the curly hair resulted in heavy drops of pre cum to leak from his dick. His mouth went dry, and he licked his lips. He put a hand on each hairy cheek and pulled them apart. Bren felt his heart speed up with excitement, and at that moment, the only thing he could think about was sliding his cock through all that hair and bury his dick in the man's ass. The vision before him was so beautiful it left him not only speechless, but motionless as well.
Chaz wiggled his ass and asked, "Everything okay back there?"
"God, more than okay," Bren finally said. "Your ass is – fucking hot, Chaz."
"Hot enough to fuck?"
"Hell yeah."
Bren leaned over and ran his tongue along the entire length of Chaz's hairy crack. The thick curls gave him a tickling sensation as he licked from one end of the thick black snake to the other. He spent a few minutes playing and teasing the man's ass, intentionally avoiding Chaz's asshole. When he felt the man's body shivering with desire, he pushed the tip of his tongue through the ring of hair and stopped. Chaz moaned when Bren buried his tongue inside him.
"Oh, God." Chaz found his ass resting against Bren's face.
When Bren thought he had Chaz's asshole wet enough, he reached for the small tube of lube on the floor next to him. He coated his forefinger with the slippery substance and gently pushed it between the walls of Chaz's ass. The moans coming from the man told Bren he was enjoying the finger fuck, and he pushed in harder. By the time he had worked a second finger inside Chaz, Bren felt the man's ass relax completely. He knew Chaz was ready to be fucked.
Bren worked some more lube inside Chaz's ass and then opened the condom packet. He placed the rimmed circle around his dickhead and slowly unrolled the rubber down his hairy shaft. The condom pulled some of the hair around his dick with it. When he had it secured at the base of his cock, Bren coated it heavily with the slippery gel. He got in position behind Chaz and pressed his rubbered dickhead against the man's slippery ass entrance. Because Bren had never fucked Chaz, he was careful as he pushed the head inside the man.
Chaz cried out, "Fuck!" He pushed his body back hard against Bren.
Bren felt his cock slowly crawling inside the man. On his knees, he looked down and watched it disappear between Chaz's furry ass cheeks. Soon there was nothing for him to see but his thick hairy bush pressed tightly into the man's furry cheeks. The ass walls surrounding his cock relaxed even more, allowing his dick more freedom to move around. He slowly pulled back and pushed right back in.
"Your cock feels so fucking thick," Chaz declared.
Bren stopped and asked, "Am I hurting you? We don't have to do this."
"By God, you'd better fuck my ass. You are not hurting me. Get to fucking."
Bren was relieved to hear the man's words. Had it been necessary, he would have pulled out, but thankfully Chaz didn't need for him to! He began his fucking motion once more, this time rubbing his cockhead a little harder against the man's love button.
"So – good. So – fucking good," Chaz groaned each time Bren tapped his prostate. "If you keep this up, you'll have me cumming in no time."
The man's words encouraged Bren to fuck harder. He placed a hand on each of Chaz's cheeks and pulled the man's body back against him. The action caused Bren's cock to slam hard into Chaz's love button with each plunge it made. The sight of his wiry black pubes slamming against the man's flesh brought the familiar tingling in his balls. "Getting close," he warned.
Bren was fucking him hard now, and Chaz could no longer keep his hand away from his cock. He wrapped his fingers around the swollen shaft and began stroking.
Between his fuck thrusts, Bren said, "Jack but don't cum. I want to swallow your – load. "Cumming!" He cried out.
Each shot that fired from his dick sent an intense wave of pleasure throughout his body. He felt his rubbered cock grow heavy as it became filled with his man cream.
"Fuck," he said with a sigh. His body tingled all over as he remained on his knees with his dick buried in Chaz's well fucked asshole.
Chaz suddenly leaned forward, and Bren felt his cock slide out. "Damn it," he complained.
Chaz fell on his back and made a fist around his cock. "If you'd stayed in there any longer, you would not get to taste my spunk."
Bren fell between the man's legs and pushed his hand away. "Let me." He made a fist around Chaz's cock and slowly stroked it. He slid his other hand between them and worked a finger inside Chaz's ass. There was enough gel left inside to make it easy to finger fuck him. The second time his finger hit Chaz's prostate triggered his balls.
Chaz cried out, "Cumming, Bren. Fucking cumming."
Bren jacked the man faster and circled Chaz's cockhead with his lips, ready for the first jet to fly out. When the spurts began firing, Bren swallowed each one, savoring their sweet taste. He didn't pull away until he had sucked the remaining cum lingering behind. When he was satisfied there weren't any more, he moved his body up and laid on top Chaz. He placed his lips on the man's mouth, and the two shared a cum-flavored kiss.
When Bren pulled back, he smiled and said, "Promise me something, will you?"
Chaz wiped a drop of cum from the corner of Bren's mouth and sucked it off his finger. "Of course. If I can."
"Will you promise to fuck me when we go back to the Community?"
Chaz looked across the room and saw Tom fucking Don, the gym manager. "What about Tom?"
Bren looked at Tom and smiled. "Are you wanting to fuck him, too?"
"That's not what I mean. I think you know what I'm talking about."
Bren gave the supermarket manager a quick kiss and said, "Tom would love having you fuck me. He's always willing to share me with other guys. He knows I feel the same way."
"I've often wondered how it works with you two being a couple."
"Works the same way for us as it does you," Bren assured him.
"I see. Well, you might tell him that one day soon you may have a visitor."
"I'll do that." Bren placed a hand on Chaz's furry belly. "Do you want me to yourself, or can Tom be there?"
Chaz's face showed surprise. "You do things – together?"
Bren shrugged his shoulders. "Together. Alone. We're good with anything."
"One last question."
Bren grinned. "You promise?"
"Never mind. It's really none of my business."
"Hey you. You can ask me anything. I was teasing you. I promise, no limit to the number of questions you might want to ask."
Chaz didn't speak right away. Finally, "Everyone knows that your brother and the professor are roommates. Are they – are they something more?"
"I'll put it this way. The apartment they share only has one bed."
"So they are a couple then?"
"I think it's a possibility, but if you really want to know, you should ask them."
"I wouldn't dare." Chaz's face went red.
"Why not? I can promise, you won't offend them." Bren went serious and continued, "Please don't think I'm avoiding answering your question, because I'm not. I have an idea. Once we're back at the Community, Tom and I will invite you over for dinner. Chance and Evan will be there, too. That will be a good way for you to get to know them. How about that?"
"I wasn't hinting for an invitation," Chaz protested.
"I know that. I feel ashamed that I've known you for as long as I have, yet, I've never had you over for a visit. Tom and I will try and be a better friend."
The Founder suddenly walked into the dining hall. During the number match, he and Brad, the lawyer, had drawn each other. Unlike everyone else, the two of them had disappeared into the cook's cabin for their "meeting". Chad looked around the room and called out, "Time! I'm sorry if you're in the middle of fucking, but it's time to move on. The slips of paper are back in the bowl, so please draw one out again and match up with your person. If you happen to draw the same partner, let me know, and I'll make a change. Let's go."
Bren and Chaz got to their feet, and Bren hugged the man. "Be expecting an invite. I'll talk with Tom, Evan and my brother, and I'll get back to you with a date and time." He pulled the heavy rubber off his dick and tossed it in a nearby trash can.
"Thank you, Bren. I really enjoyed spending time with you."
Bren met up with Tom, gave his a quick kiss, and together, they walked over to draw for the second partner of the evening.