Hairy Ever After

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Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Seven

Bren and Tom walked into the cafeteria kitchen Wednesday morning after breakfast. They both had volunteered to help Chance prepare the Thanksgiving meal. The holiday was the next day, and Chance intended on serving the meal at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"We're here to help," Tom greeted.

Evan was already there, his naked hairy body covered in front by a large apron. He grinned at the two new comers. "It's about time. I was beginning to think I was going to be your brother's only help."

Bren walked over to his brother. "Hey, Chance," he greeting pulling the man to him. Like Evan, Chance's body was also covered in front by a large apron. He hugged his brother and said, "We're here to help, Bud. What do we need to do?"

Chance returned the hug. "I really appreciate you guys offering to help. Sorry to ruin your time off from school."

Classes had ended the day before and wouldn't resume until the following Monday.

"Not to worry," Tom said also giving Chance a tight hug.

Chance gave directions, and soon Bren was putting the ingredients together that would end in a delicious stuffing to go with the turkey.

"You can make the deviled eggs," Chance told Tom. "There are four dozen eggs in the fridge. You can put them in that pan on the stove. Cover them with water and turn the burner on. Once they're boiling, set the timer for twenty-five minutes. After you've done that, you can help Bren with the stuffing. There's going to be enough to fill five of those large pans over there on the counter. When you're done, cover the pans with foil and put them back in the fridge."

"What are you working on?" Tom asked Evan.

The professor smiled. "Pumpkin pies. Hopefully that's what they will look like when I'm finished."

As the men worked together putting the food together, Evan said, "I've been meaning to ask how last weekend went, Tom."

Tom sat the heavy pan of eggs, covered in water, on the stove. He turned the burner on and answered, "It went well."

"It was great," Bren added. "Tom's family is nice, and we had a good time. Tom and his sister brought up lots of good memories, and I loved hearing about this guy's life before I knew him." Bren looked at Tom standing beside the cooking range and laughed. "He was so cute in his earlier life."

"It was nice," Tom agreed. "Until my mother chose to appear."

The room was suddenly quiet until Chance broke the silence. "I take it that wasn't so nice?"

"Mom believes I've chosen to live this life. She still thinks one day I will realize my mistake and leave my sinful life behind." Tom's words were filled with bitterness.

"Give her time," Evan advised.

Tom had joined Bren to help with the stuffing. "How much goddamned time does she need? Fuck! Fuck her!"

Bren was about to say something when he saw his brother walk over and give Tom a hug. He waited to see what Chance would say.

"Tom, I could tell you that your mother will come around, and she could. She also might not. I hope she does, but we both know there's a chance she might never. If she doesn't, it will be her loss." Chance kissed Tom lightly on the cheek. "Trust your sister. It sounds as if she accepts and loves you for who you are. If anyone can turn your mother's way of thinking around, it might very well be your sister. At any rate, know that you have a family here that loves you very much. True, we might not be blood, but we're still family."

Bren felt his throat choke up and a tear made its way slowly down his cheek. He was so proud of his brother. He turned and pulled both Chance and Tom to him. "I love you both so much."

"Hey, I don't want to be left out." Evan joined them, and completed the circle hug with his arms.

A few moments' later things returned to normal in kitchen. Each man was focusing on his job, and the room was once more silent.

A short time later Chance asked, "Evan, would you and Tom look after lunch, please? It's just going to be pizza with chocolate chipped cookies for dessert. The pizzas are in the freezer. Pull them all out. I've already turned the two large ovens on. Lunch is going to be from noon to one today."

"Got it covered." Tom's good mood was back.

Tom and Evan worked together, and had the first of the pizzas out on the food line when the students and staff began arriving.

Alone in the kitchen with his brother, Bren said, "Chance?"

"Yes, Buddy?"

"I love you so much. I always have."

Chance walked around the work table and pulled his brother to him. "I know you do, Bren. I've always loved you. I'm so sorry we grew apart for so long, but I'm really happy to be back in your life."

Bren hugged his brother close and placed a hand on each of Chance's hairy butt cheeks. The feeling of hair went straight to his cock, and Bren felt it jerk behind his apron. He hastily took a step back.

Chance laughed and took hold of his brother's hand. He placed it on the apron in front of his cock. "I think our cocks are glad we're no longer apart, too."

Bren also laughed. "Hey, what can I say? I have a brother with a fucking hot body. Anytime I touch it, my dick comes to life."

Change gave his brother's cock a gentle twist. "I know the feeling. For now, I think we'd better concentrate on Thanksgiving."

"I really am thankful," Bren said going back to work.

"So am I, Buddy. So am I." Chance returned to his workstation.

Out in the dining room, Evan and Tom worked to keep the serving line covered with pizzas and cookies. While they were manning the food, the Founder walked up to the line.

Chad put two pieces of pizza on a plate and said, "Hey, I'm glad to see the two of you." He sat his plate down and walked behind the line. Before leaving the kitchen, Tom and Evan had removed their aprons, and now, the three men shared naked hugs.

"Always love feeling your hairy body rubbing me, Founder," Tom said and grinned.

"Likewise," Evan added. When he hugged Chad, he made sure to rub his hairy crotch against the Founder's furry patch.

Chad pulled back, and all three men discovered their dicks beginning to chub up. He laughed. "I love hugs just as much as anyone else, but I actually have a reason for looking you two up. There's going to be a meeting in my office at two-thirty this afternoon. I would like for you to come and bring Bren with you."

Tom was curious. "Oh? What's it about?"

The Founder shook his head. "My office. Two-thirty."

Evan looked at Tom. "What the hell's that about, I wonder?"

Tom shrugged his shoulders. "Guess we'll find out then."

Cole was suddenly standing before them. "Pizza? Cookies? What the hell kind of lunch is this?"

"It is the Thanksgiving season," Tom reminded.

"To be thankful," Evan added.

"What about supper?"

The question this time had been asked by Ben, Cole's roommate.

"Sandwiches," Tom answered.

"Pizza? Cookies? Sandwiches? For this we should be thankful?"

"We can always shut the line down." Tom picked up one of the pizzas.

Ben was quick to object. "Don't mind what Cole says. Some days his brain cells aren't as sharp as they should be."

"Hey, punk!" Cole slammed a playful fist against his roommate's shoulder. "You're going to pay for that remark."

Ben laughed. "My heart's shaking." Ben filled his plate with pizza, chose some cookies and headed over to one of the tables.

Tom called out an hour later, "Last call for pizza. We're shutting the line down in five minutes, in case anyone's still hungry."

There were several students and a few staff members still sitting at the tables. The staff declined, but ever student in the dining room returned for more pizza.

"Not such a bad lunch after all, was it, Cole?" Tom watched the boy pile pizza on his plate.

Cole grinned. "I want to make sure you don't have to throw any food out. What a waste it would be."

A few minutes later Tom and Evan began removing the leftover pizza. They cleaned the serving line up, making it ready for the next meal. They returned to the kitchen and discovered Bren and Chance enjoying pizza and salad.

"Thanks for waiting on us," Evan called out. He picked up some pizza and joined them at the counter.

Bren pushed a bowl of salad toward the professor. "Have some salad."

Evan shook his head. "No thanks. Pizza will be enough."

Tom sat down with a plate containing some of the leftover pizza. "I'll take some salad." He reached for the bowl.

Evan looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost two o'clock. "Bren, the Founder wants to see you, Tom and me at two-thirty in his office."

Bren was surprised. "I wonder what he wants. It is, after all, the holidays."

Tom shrugged his shoulders. "We asked him and were told we'd have to wait until he saw us in his office."

Bren looked at his brother. "Will you be alright while we're gone?"

Chance laughed. "I don't think I have a choice, but hurry back when your meeting's over."

Evan leaned over and kissed Chance on the mouth. "Bossy, isn't he, fellows?"

Bren smiled at his brother. "When I was younger, I thought so, but, now that I'm older, I really don't think he is."

The three teachers finished their meal, and after promising Chance they would return as quickly as possible, they shrugged into their robes and headed out the kitchen door.

"We're certainly going to need these," Evan said pulling his robe tighter.

As the cold wind whipped around them, Tom declared, "It's cold enough to freeze the balls off brass monkeys."

Bren grinned. "I don't give a shit about monkey balls, but I am kind of partial to mine. I really hope they don't freeze off."

Tom was standing next to Bren. He stopped walking and placed a hand on his lover's robe-covered crotch. He moved it down and rubbed his fingers against Bren's balls. "I don't want them to freeze either, because I have plans for them later today."

The wind grew stronger, putting an end to their conversation. The three teachers hurried over to the Administration building and stepped inside. When they entered Chad's office, they discovered the Founder had company. Sitting around in chairs were Rob Tyler, the counselor, Parker Jordan, the social worker, Danny Jordan, the Community police officer, and Marshall Compton, the local judge. All of the men were naked.

The three newcomers quickly shed their robes, and naked hugs were shared all around. A few minutes later it was plain to see how much each man enjoyed those hugs. Every cock in the room was showing signs of growing hard.

Chad got everyone's attention by saying, "I've called everyone here this afternoon to update you on the subject of the Community's problem concerning the security guard, Matt, and his assault on our student, Keith." The Founder turned to Judge Compton. "Why don't you fill everyone in, Marshall?"

The tall, very good looking, and extremely hairy judicial man of the courts stood up. He walked over and stood next to the Founder's chair. He folded his arms across his furry chest and said, "Through some connections I have, I managed to get the security guard, Matt, sent to prison overseas for his crime against Keith. He's been incarcerated for the past two months for committing rape." The judge shook his head. "I found out yesterday that Matt has paid the ultimate price for his crime. With his life."

The room was quiet for a moment as each one of the men digested the judge's words. Bren was the first to speak. "I can't say this news makes me sad."

Something like a growl came out of Tom's throat. "The bastard had it coming."

Another moment passed before Evan asked, "What happened?"

Chad eyed the judge once more. "Marshall?"

The judge returned to his seat. "A prison can house all sorts of criminals. No criminal, not even a murderer, will condone what Matt did to Keith. Nothing is private in prison, and once inmates discover a newcomer's story, in this case, Matt's, well, I'll just say they form their own judge and jury and pass along judgment and sentence. The punishment is almost always death," Judge Compton summed up.

Bren looked at Rob. "Rob, I know you're a minister, and you teach love and forgiveness, but I don't have one bit of forgiveness in my heart for Matt. I'm sorry if that offends you, but I just don't."

Rob shook his head. "You have nothing to be forgiven for, Bren. I make no judgement. There's only one Judge, and that's His job, not mine."

"Moving on," Chad spoke up from behind his desk. "We need to discuss another important topic now. Keith."

Parker agreed. "We've wasted enough time on Matt. Our concern now is with Keith."

Rob looked around the room. "What about Keith? Should we tell him what's happened?"

It was Danny Jordan, the police officer, who answered Rob's question. "I think Keith needs to know that Matt can never hurt him again."

Judge Compton agreed. "Danny's right. Keith needs to know the man has paid for his crime."

Chad stood up and walked around his desk. Leaning against it, he asked, "Any suggestions as to where and when?"

Rob answered the Founder's question. "I think the conference room. There's plenty of room, and hopefully, won't be as confining to Keith as an enclosed area such as your office might seem to him."

"The conference room should work out well," Bren agreed. "I'll want to be there, and I'm sure Tom does as well." At Tom's nod, Bren continued, "Mason and Cole have been a great encouragement for Keith. Especially Mason. I believe they both should be there."

It was finally decided that Chad, Bren, Tom, Danny and Rob would come to the meeting, as well as Cole and Mason.

"I really can't see a reason why I should be there," Marshall Compton declared. "However, should I be needed, you only have to give me a shout."

"We have the where," Chad said. "What about the when?"

After some more discussion, it was decided that Danny and Bren would get together and agree on a time and then let everyone else know the date and time.

Naked hugs were once more shared, this time each one lasting longer than the earlier ones. It wasn't long until every cock in the room was hard.

Chad looked around the room and grinned. "It pleases me to know how much each one of you enjoyed `the touch', but I'm afraid we'll have to wait until another time to enjoy each other."

The three teachers pulled their robes on and returned to the cafeteria to see how Chance's Thanksgiving preparations were coming along.

"Well, you did come back," Chance greeted as they entered the kitchen through the back door.

Evan tossed his robe on one of the empty counters. He walked over to Chance and pulled the man to him. "Oh ye of little faith. Of course I came back. Do you honestly think I would ever refuse working beside your hot body?" He kissed Chance and asked, "What still needs done?"

The three teachers worked well with Chance, and later, when all preparations that could be done early for the Thanksgiving meal were finished, Chance said, "That's it. We're done."

"What about supper tonight?" Bren asked.

Chance laughed. "Damn! I forgot about that."

"I don't think the students will forget." Tom walked over to the refrigerator. "Are the sandwiches in here?"

"The stuff to make them is," Chance answered.

Tom pulled out large tubs of chicken salad, ham salad and pimento cheese. "These?"

Chance carried six loaves of bread over. He looked at the clock as he sat them down. "It's almost five. We can make the sandwiches and place them on the serving line. You guys can leave after that. I'll finish up in here and head home. I'll clean up whatever is left in the morning."

"What's breakfast tomorrow?" Evan asked.

Chance opened one of the lower cabinet doors. "Chad went into town this morning and brought back donuts." He pointed to a stack of boxes on one of the shelves. These and orange juice make up breakfast."

Tom hurried across the room and stopped in front of the opened cabinet. "I could use a donut now. I've burned a lot of energy today working."

Chance quickly closed the door. "In the morning. There's still some cookies out on the line. You're welcome to one of them."

Tom pretended to pout. "No thanks. I'll wait for a donut."

"Then you'll be waiting until breakfast," Bren said. "Forget donuts and get your ass over here to help with the sandwiches."

Half an hour later the sandwiches were made and sitting on the food line, which was great, because the first of the students were entering the cafeteria.

"You guys can leave," Chance told them. "There's not much left to clean up in the kitchen. Just grab a sandwich and run while you can."

After working almost the entire day in the cafeteria, Bren and Tom were more than ready for a shower and some down time. After washing the day's scent away, they settled down on the sofa, each one with a cold beer. Tom was scanning through the TV guide, looking for a movie when there was a knock on the door.

Tom groaned. "Get rid of them."

Bren smiled and stood to his feet. He secretly agreed with his lover. It had been a long day for them both. When he opened the door, he was surprised to discover Cole standing in the hallway. The boy was carrying a large plastic bottle in one of his hands.

"Hey, Cole." Bren eyed the bottle and asked, "What's up?"

Cole made his way inside the apartment, not waiting to be invited. He grinned and said, "I heard your guys worked your ass off today helping Chance in the kitchen."

"Yeah, and just where were you?" Tom tried to look mad. "We could have used your help."

"That's why I'm here now." Cole eyed the bottle in his hand. "I'm here to give you both the massage of your life. I'm sure your muscles are aching like crazy. I've even brought body oil with me."

Bren pulled the boy into a hug. "That sounds like a wonderful idea."

In a much better mood, Tom slid off the sofa and walked over to their visitor. He placed a hand on Cole's shoulder and grinned. "I do have some really sore muscles, Cole."

Cole raised both hands. "That's what I'm here for."

Bren closed the door and invited their visitor to have a seat. "Would you like your one beer?"

Cole laughed and took a seat. "You know me. I never turn down beer."

Bren returned with the cold drink and handed it to Cole. "Just remember, you only get one."

"I am nineteen."

Bren sat on the sofa next to Tom. "Point made," he said and picked the bottle up from the table beside him.

"Just how much beer were you drinking when you were my age?"

Tom grinned. "Do as we say, not as we did."

Cole took a couple swigs of beer and said, "I heard you two had a meeting today with Chad."

"You don't miss a thing, do you?" Tom studied the boy's face. "What else did you hear?"

Cole shook his head. "Not a damned thing. Hence, the reason I'm asking."

After swearing their visitor to secrecy, Bren and Tom took turns telling him about the meeting. When they finished, Bren reminded, "Remember, Cole, you can't say anything to anyone about this. Danny and I will get together sometime in the next few days and decide on a date. We want both you and Mason to be there when we talk with Keith."

Cole shook his head. "The fucking son of a bitch got what he deserved."

Tom attempted to lighten the mood. "I take it you're referring to Matt?"

"Damned right, I am. I would have killed the motherfucker myself if I could have."

Bren sat his drink back down on the table and went over to the boy. "Stand up, Cole."

Bren pulled the student to his feet and gave him a hug. "Cole, I hope you realize just how much I appreciate the encouragement you've given Keith. We both do," he added looking at Tom. "I know it must have been hard to tell him your story, but I really think you've helped him to believe he did nothing wrong, that he didn't deserve what happened to him."

Cole kissed Bren's cheek and sat back down. "What happened to Keith brought a shit load of bad memories back to me. Memories I thought were gone forever."

Tom slid off the sofa and said, "It's true, you did have a bad experience, and so did Keith. But you both know you have people all around you that love you and will always do their best to keep you safe."

Tom pulled Bren to him, and the two shared a kiss. Then he stepped back and said, "Now, how about that massage you promised?"

"To the bedroom," Cole said standing to his feet once more.

When they were standing next to the bed, Cole said, "I'm going to run some hot water on the oil. You might want to peel the bedcovers back."

As Bren pulled the covers back, he asked, "Just what are we getting ourselves into?"

Tom crawled into bed and said, "According to Cole, the best massage ever." He moved his arm up and down the sheet. "Join me, and we'll both share this service."

Cole soon returned with the hot water heated oil. "Get on your tummy," he directed, adding, "Leave me room in the middle of the bed to work."

The bed shook as Cole entered the bed from the foot. He worked his way up slowly until he was exactly in the middle of the bed. "First, remember there are two of you and only one me. In other words you will have to share me. However, I can promise, you won't be disappointed."

"So you keep saying," Tom reminded.

Cole placed a hand on one of Tom's shoulder blades. Then looking at Bren, he said, "Please be patient. I will get to you shortly. Think pleasant thoughts while you're waiting. That will really help."

Tom moaned when he felt Cole's hands touch him.

Cole scooted closer and said, "Hold on, big guy. I haven't done anything yet."

The bed moved once more, and Cole was suddenly sitting with his bare ass on the back of Tom's legs. He leaned forward and rubbed the teacher's shoulders. "God, you really are tight."

"I've been told that before," Tom said.

"Well, I'm going to loosen you up. When I'm finished you will be so relaxed that nothing will be tight." Cole leaned over and whispered, "Except for one muscle. I expect it will need some extra massaging."

On his stomach, Bren turned his head so that he could see what Cole was doing. The boy was sitting on Tom's legs, and his cock was hard and pointing in the direction of his lover's ass. He watched Cole squeeze oil out of the bottle. He placed the bottle next to Tom's leg and began working the man's shoulders. Cole leaned forward and began working each of Tom's shoulder blades hard.

Tom's head was supported on the bed by his arms. He raised his head and said, "I feel something hard rubbing back there, and it's not me."

"Don't talk." Cole picked the bottle back up and squeezed out more oil. He slowly worked his hands down the teacher's fur-covered back. The oil was causing Tom's body fur to cling to his skin. Cole scooted his body down so that he could give each of Tom's hairy ass cheeks a good rubdown.

Watching Cole working on his lover's body made Bren's dick uncomfortably hard. He raised the middle of his body just enough to make him comfortable. Even the raised position of his body didn't help when he saw Cole run a slippery finger along Tom's furry ass crack. The brown snake of curls reached out and latched onto Cole's finger.

Tom moaned, louder this time. "Jesus, you are good."

A smirk appeared on Cole's face. "Told you."

Bren let his body fall back to the bed, and his cockhead dropped a thick drop of pre cum on the sheet. It caused his dick to slide along the sheet. He moaned, "Fuck."

Cole recognized the sound. "Don't you dare cum," he ordered. "Patience, Teach. Patience."

Cole took another five minutes rubbing along Tom's crack, allowing his slippery finger to trace a circle now and then around the man's furry entrance. When Tom began moaning nonstop, Cole gave the man's ass a playful slap. "You can't cum either."

The bed moved as Cole left Tom and straddled Bren's body. He began giving his ex-teacher the same treatment Tom had received.

Tom found it exciting to watch. The memory of Bren and Cole spending Halloween night together came to him, and remembering how Bren had described that night forced a river of pre cum to squirt out of his cock. The sheet felt sticky and wet underneath him. "You two are so fucking hot together. It's all I can do to stay on this side of the bed."

Cole's oily fingers had been kneading the tight flesh on Bren's back. He stopped moving and scowled at Tom. "Be nice. I'll get back to you. Meantime, just relax and enjoy the show."

Tom groaned. "If you think this is relaxing me, you have another think coming, ass head."

Cole tried to look shocked. Leaning down, he kissed the back of Bren's neck. "How do you live with this guy?"

"He has many good traits," Bren answered.

Cole added more oil and went to work on Bren's lower back. "Yeah, name one."

"Well, for one thing, he knows how to fuck really well."

Cole scooted down a bit further and began massaging Bren's ass cheeks. "If I remember correctly, you told a masked man the same thing once."

Bren reached across the bed and touched his partner's arm, "That masked man did know what to do with his dick. So does the love of my life." He gave Tom's arm a gentle squeeze. "I think he had lessons from you, Babe. Remember all those times you claimed to be working on school projects? I think the masked man was one of those projects."

"Be quiet. Both of you. I can't work with all of this talking going on."

Bren and Tom continued holding hands as Cole focused on Bren's ass. He massaged each cheek, adding more oil now and then. Cole pulled Bren's cheeks apart and studied the thick snake of black hair that ran the full length of the teacher's crack. He scooted down some more so that he could run his tongue through the oily black hair. He liked the taste and licked a river of saliva along the hairy trail, getting closer each time to Bren's asshole. The teacher moaned with each flick of Cole's tongue.

Tom suddenly moved his body over next to Bren. The two faced each other, and Tom kissed his lover. He worked his tongue inside and kissed his lover hard. Both of them were startled when they felt Cole pull them apart.

"Hold it, fellows," Cole said. "I'm serious. Absolutely no touching between the two of you."

Tom frowned at Bren. "Remind me to kick this fucker's ass when this is over."

"Move back over to your side." Cole slid off Bren's body and leaned down to plant a kiss on the teacher's lips. "I'll be back. I think this guy over here is feeling left out."

"Not left out," Tom disagreed. "Just horny, thanks to the two of you."

Cole spread Tom's legs and got between them. He squirted fresh oil along the man's hairy crack and ran his finger through the sticky crack hair. Working some of the oil on the tip of his index finger, he pushed the tip inside Tom's slippery entrance. He slowly pushed forward until his finger was buried all the way inside.

"I hope that's not your cock," Tom said with his head still face down on the bed.

Cole worked his finger back and forth for a minute and then added a second digit. "Trust me, you would know if my dick was inside you."

Cole spent several minutes massaging the walls of Tom's ass, and as a result, Tom felt more and more pre cum leaking out on the bedsheet.

Tom felt the fingers retreat, and his ass was suddenly left empty and deserted. He let out another groan. "Now what are you doing?"

Cole ran a finger slowly along Tom's ass, enjoying the curly brown hairs attacking his flesh. "Sorry, Bud. It's Bren's turn. If you're uncomfortable, you can roll over on your back. Just don't touch your dick!"

Cole spent several minutes giving Bren the same treatment that Tom had received. He felt the man shudder when he pushed a finger inside Bren's oily ass. Cole was just as excited as the teachers, and he watched as a string of pre cum left his cock and stretched down to Bren's furry crack. He removed his finger and covered the tip with some of his slippery pre. Next he pushed his finger back inside his ex-teacher's asshole. By the time he had a second finger inside, Bren was moaning really loud. Cole smiled and thought, "These two are so hot they don't care who hears them having sex."

"Why the sudden smile?" Tom asked.

Cole shook his head. "No reason. Just having happy thoughts."

A few minutes later Cole told Bren to roll over on his back. Tom had already made the change. As both teachers laid on their backs, their hard dicks standing, surrounded by thick wiry pubes, Cole took in the sight. And what a sight it was. His cock was so hard now it was leaking a constant stream of pre cum.

Cole covered Tom's hairy chest first with oil, and then did the same to Bren. "Okay, this next part is going to be a bit tricky, but I think we can manage."

Cole placed one hand on Tom's furry chest and the other one on Bren's hairy flesh. He rubbed an oily finger on each hand across each one of the men's hardening nips. When he had both sets hard and stretching out from the thick circle of body hair, he moved each hand a little lower and covered each stomach with greasy hairy circles. Just before he reached the teacher's pubes, Cole took time to add much more oil, soaking brown and black pubes heavily, causing each curly hair to hug close to skin. He made slippery trails through each set of pubes, causing both men to moan louder than ever.

When he reached both men's hairy cockroot, instead of latching on to their dicks, he trailed a finger on each hand down to their hairy sacs. He placed a sack in each hand and mentally took notice to see if one was heavier than the other. All four balls were heavy, full of ready to shoot man juice.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Tom asked when Cole stopped moving.

"Checking things out," Cole explained.

Bren snickered. "Don't let him kid you, Babe. He's measuring to see whose balls are heavier."

Tom paused a second before asking, "So, what have you discovered?"

"Yet to be determined." Cole gave each sac a gentle squeeze.

Cole continued downward, and when he felt a finger against each hole, he began teasing and playing with the entrance. He watched as Bren and Tom's dicks covered their flesh with heavy strings of pre cum. Finally he decided they had suffered enough. He brought his hands out into the open and filled each palm with more oil. He moved up just enough to bring both cocks in easy reach. He made a fist around each one and began a slow jerking motion. "Really, fellows, my job was to relax you, but I fear I've failed." He stroked each dick a little faster.

"What are you doing?" Cole watched Tom reach for the bottle of oil.

"Appears to me that one of your muscles is extremely tense. Let me see if I can release some of that tension."

Tom managed to cover Cole's dick heavily with body oil. Once he had it good and slick, he slowly stroked the boy.

Cole's body shivered as he felt Tom's fingers stroking him. Jacking the two hot teacher's cocks was going to cause him to shoot much sooner than he would have liked. "Oh, god," he moaned when he felt the familiar tingle in his balls. "Close," he warned.

With his orgasm so close, it was hard for Cole to concentrate on jacking Tom and Bren. Trying to push his orgasm to the side, he jacked each teacher harder, hoping against hope they would cum before he did.

"Fuck, Cole," Bren whispered. "I'm so fucking close."

"Me, too," Tom moaned.

Cole jacked hard.

Tom stroked Cole's slippery dick faster.

The biggest surprise of all happened when all three cocks began firing at the same time. Bren covered his furry chest with his thick man cream and watched as some of it crawled between Cole's fingers.

Tom's cock fired his hot load out onto his chest and slowly and a thick river of cum crawled through his matted brown chest and belly hair.

"Fuck!" Cole's cock shuddered between Tom's fingers.

When Tom realized the boy was about to fire out a load, he used his hand to point Cole's cock toward his stomach. The boy shot seven strong spurts of white thick cream out onto Tom's sticky cum-covered chest. Both loads mixed and ran together.

Once Cole's balls were empty of cum, the boy fell weakly to the bed. His knees could no longer support him. "That was so fucking hot," he whispered.

Bren leaned over and whispered into the boy's ear, "Even more so than the night we spent together?"

A weak smile appeared on Cole's face. "Close, but no cigar. That night was something else. I keep hoping for a repeat."

Tom moved closer and said, "I think I'd like that myself."

Cole was surprised. "Are you saying you wouldn't mind a night with me?"

Tom shook his head. "Did I say that?"

Cole leaned over and kissed Tom on the cheek. "Think you did."

Bren leaned in and whispered, "Cole, has anyone told you lately how incorrigible you are?"

"It's been a while, but no one says it like you do. I love hearing you call me that."

Bren planted a light kiss on Cole's lips. "Well, you are, and it makes me happy that the word fits you."

Cole smiled. "That's really nice. Does this mean I can spend the night with the two of you?"

Tom rolled over on his side and pulled the boy to him. His sticky chest rubbed against the brown fur on Cole's body. He hugged the boy close and said, "While the idea sounds very enticing, I think after our busy day, and now an evening like this, Bren and I need to recharge our batteries. Rain check?"

Cole rolled back over and faced Bren. He pulled the teacher close and told Tom to spoon him, making him the filling in a human sandwich. "Okay, rain check this time. All I ask is that we stay like this for a few minutes, and then I'll go."

The room became quiet as the three remained huddled together. Although he hadn't intended to, Bren fell asleep, as did both Cole and Tom. When he woke up half an hour later, he shook Cole. "Hey, wake up."

Cole moaned. "Do I have to?"

"Yes, you do." Bren told him he could take a shower first if he wanted to.

Cole was suddenly awake. "The three of us together?"

Tom raised up and said, "We can shower, but I can guarantee you, nothing else will happen. Not tonight at any rate."

Half an hour later all three had washed the cum from their bodies, and Cole was heading for the door. Before he stepped out in the hall, Cole gave each teacher a hug and a kiss on the mouth. "Thank you both. This evening has really meant a lot to me."

Bren reached for the door knob. "Remember, discretion is the word here, Cole. You may be nineteen, but you're still a student here."

"But neither of you is my teacher."

"You're exactly right, Cole," Tom agreed. "However, Bren has a point, and we both expect you to keep things that way. Understood?"

Bren opened the door, and Cole stepped out into the hall. "Understood. Night."

"Good night, Cole. See you tomorrow." Bren close the door and turned around. "Are we playing with fire where Cole's concerned?"

Tom shook his head. "I don't think so. The guy's proved many times over that he can be trusted."

"I hope you're right. Get the lights, will you? I'm exhausted."

Tom turned the lights out in the living room and joined Bren in the bedroom. Crawling in bed, he said, "I take it sex is off the table?"

Bren sighed and gave Tom a kiss. "For now, yes. If the mood happens to strike during the night that could be another story."

Bren crawled in bed and pulled the covers up. "Night, Babe. I really do love you."

Tom crawled under the covers and spooned his body next to Bren's. "Ditto," he whispered.

"I'm even too tired to object to that. Good night."

Tom pulled his lover close. "Night, Babe. I love you, too."