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Chapter Thirty-four
Bren, Brad, Parker and Rob, along with Cole and Jaren, walked into Chad's office. It was January 3rd and classes were set to begin the following day. Bren removed his robe and placed on one of the hooks on the office wall. Everyone else followed his lead.
Chad walked around his desk and greeted each one of them with his usual naked hug. He started with Bren and gave each of his staff members a tight squeeze. When he came to Cole and Jaren, he greeted the students in the same manner.
"I really appreciate you guys coming in. I hate that I interrupted your last day of Christmas break, but the next few days are going to be busy ones."
Chad had brought in more chairs so that everyone would have a place to sit. Cole took a seat and gave the Founder a big grin.
"I don't mind," he told Chad. "Hell, I'll agree to a meeting with you every day if that means I can rub against your hairy body."
Bren was sitting on Cole's right side. He placed a hand on the student's bare shoulder and said, "Cole, this is not—"
"That's alright, Bren," Chad interrupted. "I think everyone here knows Cole and his award winning personality." Then giving Cole a smile, Chad added, "To be perfectly honest, I enjoyed the hug as well." Chad sat forward with his arms placed on the top of his desk. "Now, shall we get started?
"I've spent part of Christmas vacation thinking about the Community and what we might do to improve its purpose." Chad paused a moment and then said, "I know that I have always assured everyone, staff and students alike, that I fully support the open door policy. While it may be easier for the staff to come visit with me about any problem or concern they may have, I don't think students find it that easy.
"Because that's a big concern to me," Chad continued, "I have come up with an idea to run by you guys. What would you think about establishing a Community board?"
Brad was the first to speak. Looking around the room, he said, "Chad and I have already had a discussion about this. He knows my thoughts. I'll be silent and listen to your thoughts on the matter."
"Why don't you tell us what the purpose would be, and then we can have a discussion," Bren suggested.
"As I mentioned, I think that the students need something between them and me. I feel fairly certain that if I would visit with each student, they would assure me they had no problems or concerns and that they got along with everyone here in the Community. I think if something was going on with them, they would feel a little more confident to talk with one of you, rather than me."
"How would it work?" Parker asked.
Chad stood up and walked around his desk. As he perched on one corner of it, he could feel every eye in the room studying his nakedness. He sat there remaining silent for a moment, allowing them to enjoy his body.
Finally he said, "It would work like this. You guys would be board members, and I would be the Chair person. Each one of you would have a voice, but I would have the final say. In other words, I guess that I am saying that I would have the last word. But I can assure you," he continued, "I will always be open to your thoughts and suggestions. I feel that each one of you respect and take the concept of the Community very seriously. Hence, the reason I have chosen each of you for the job."
"Personally, I think it would be an added plus even though I think the Community is already working smoothly," Brad said.
"Why pick us?" Cole for once had a serious look on his face.
Agreeing with Cole's question, Bren leaned back in his chair and waited to hear what Chad's answer might be.
"Cole has raised a good question." Chad stood to his feet and walked slowly back around his desk. He folded his arms, paused a few seconds and then sat down in his chair. "Before I attempt to answer Cole's question, I feel that I need to insert something in here. First of all, I am not forcing anyone here to be on the board. The choice will be completely your own. However, I need to remind you of one very important expectation. As a member of this board, or committee, if you will, one thing ranks the highest priority. Confidentially. Each one of you will most likely at one time or another be privy to some very special information. Whenever that happens, please feel free to discuss it among yourselves. If it's something that I need to know, I will expect you to come to me. However, as they say, the buck stops here. You cannot discuss information concerning one student with any other students. I don't even want you discussing things with another staff member. If you discover something that might be advantageous to a staff member, I insist you talk to me first about it. If and when that happens, I will determine how to handle the situation. Does everyone understand?"
Speaking for all of them, Bren said, "We do, Founder."
"Good. Now, one last thing before we move on. If anyone thinks they would have a problem with the confidentially clause, speak up now. I'll dismiss you and search for someone else to take your place."
When everyone acknowledged they understood how important confidentially was, Chad looked at Cole and Jaren. "How about you two?" he asked. "These will be your friends, guys you see every day, joke around and tease, and who knows what else. Are you going to have a problem if you have to keep something from them? What about if they try to pry some information out of you? Would that be a problem for you?"
Cole and Jaren both assured the Founder that it wouldn't be a problem and added that Chad could trust them to be discreet.
Chad leaned back in his chair with his arms still folded across his chest. "Okay, here is what I want us to do. To some extent everyone in the Community knows a little something about the other residents. However, I want you guys to know as much as possible about the students. So, I'll give you an idea of what I want you to say by starting first.
"I think that most of you know my story. I've never been anything but honest with everyone. While I was in Med School I met and became friends with Tim Wilson. During this time my parents were killed in an automobile accident. Suddenly being left all alone, I became closer to Tim. During our last year of school he and I shared a room in the dorm. We began talking about our school years and how miserable we had been. We discovered that we both had been teased and tormented a lot about our hairy bodies. By the time we graduated and completed all of our residency years, I had received my inheritance. Around that time Tim and I began working on the idea of establishing a community that could really help other guys, especially students that were experiencing some of the same torment that we had while growing up. While I don't wish the rest of our residents to know this, when it became time, I funded Tim so that he could establish a private practice, rather than for him to work in a clinic owned by other doctors. We thought it would give him a better chance to come in contact with guys that had the same hairy problems we did. I worked two years with him in his office. At the end of two years Tim had a great practice going on. About that time I had found quite a bit of land for sale, and I purchased it. This land," Chad said waving his arms around.
"I began meeting with an architect, and working on plans for developing the Community." Chad smiled. "Sorry for rambling, but I wanted to make sure that you guys really knew my reasons for wanting to build a community like this one. I needed a nurse, so I hired Tony. I also knew that I would need legal advice so I added Brad to the team. I knew we would also need a pharmacy, so I hired George Carlson. The rest of the staff, as well as everything else just sort of fell into place.
"Now, who would like to tell us about yourself?" He smiled and looked at the others.
"I will since all of the legal business is my responsibility," Brad offered. "Like everyone else in this room, I have had my share of teasing and torment growing up. Each year my body would grow hairier, and I would curse my body. I wondered how I could be so deformed. That's right, my body hair made me feel like a freak. When my parents died I went to live with my brother. James is thirteen years older than me. He was already married and had three kids when I came to live with him. It didn't take him long to realize that I must be gay. He said he was okay with me being gay, but I could tell he was uncomfortable with me living in the house with his kids. I have always found it strange that just because a person is gay that he's automatically considered to prey on young children. Oh well, that's a topic for another time. I was a senior in high school when I moved in with James and his family. The following year I entered college, and I've not lived with my brother since then. As for remaining in touch, we speak on the telephone now and then, but other than that, we don't have much contact with each other." Brad smiled. "That's my story."
"Rob, why don't you go next?" Chad suggested to the Community counselor.
"Alright." Rob leaned forward in his chair. "My father is a pastor of a Methodist church in another state. When I finally admitted that I was gay, he told me that he was sorry that I had chosen to be attracted to men. He would allow me to remain living at home if I would change my way of thinking and make the right choice. If I wouldn't make the change then I would have to leave his house. You see, not only is my dad a minister, but his dad, my grandfather, was also a minister. If I continued living the way that I had chosen, then he could no longer allow me to live under his roof. At the time I was a sophomore in college and living in a college dorm. I only came home on weekends and holidays. When he kicked me out, my dad told me he would not be paying for any more of my education. He said that when the current semester was over I would not receive any more money from him.
"So, I applied for grants and school loans to get me through my last two years. And thanks to Chad, I was able to pay off those loans and come join the staff here at the Community."
"Alright, Bren, let's hear from you," Chad said.
Bren sat forward in his chair. "Like everyone else in the Community, I'm a hair freak. Or at least I thought I was until I met Chad and the wonderful guys living here. My parents were killed in an accident during my senior year of college. While I was in high school I told Mom and Dad that I was gay. They were very supportive and assured me that all they wanted was for me to be happy. When they died so unexpectedly, I was really glad that I had told them about me. I have a brother two years older than me. Chance is okay with me being gay. He admits that he doesn't understand the gay part of my life, but if I'm happy then he's happy for me."
Bren shrugged his shoulders. "That's my story."
"Thank you, Bren," Chad said. "Who wants to be next?"
"Me," Parker said. "My parents are living. My dad is a lawyer. He's somewhat retired, but sometimes he goes into the office and consults with the other lawyers. My mom is retired. She's a nurse. My parents were married twenty years before I was born. Their belief is that I choose to be attracted to men. They refuse to accept that I am gay. My dad has severed all ties with me. Mom will talk with me over the telephone, but she treats me very cold." Looking around the room, Parker said, "The main reason I wanted to come live in the Community was so I could be available to help these young men face who they really are. I want to be there for them, help them in any way that I can. Once they get into the "System" they tend to get lost in the cracks. I want to make sure that doesn't happen."
Bren's heart went out to Parker. He couldn't fathom any parent treating their child the way Parker's had treated him. But then, he remembered, everyone in this room had some sort of problem where family was concerned.
When everyone had talked except Cole and Jaren, Chad said, "Cole, how about you giving us your story?"
"My mom is dead," Cole began. "My dad is very much alive. Like so many other guys, Dad thinks I choose to be attracted to other guys. He doesn't understand why anyone would choose to be `that way'. Doctor Brown is our doctor. My dad went to see him. He asked Brown if there was anything he could give me that would make me stop thinking about guys in a sexual way. Doctor Brown was really understanding. He asked my dad to make another appointment and bring me with him when he came back.
"When I went with Dad back to see Doctor Brown, Chad was there also. Brown told my dad about the Community and that he thought Chad could really help me. Dad thought `helping' me meant forcing the gay to leave my body. He agreed to let me come live in the Community. When Chad explained for that to happen he would have to become my guardian, Dad was so happy that I was going to be cured that he readily agreed to the guardianship. So, I've been here almost two years, and Dad is still thinking that Chad is changing my wants and desires. That's my story," Cole finished.
"Alright, Jaren, I guess you're last. Tell us about yourself," the Founder invited.
"There's not much to my story. My mother is living, and my dad is dead. I had developed the habit of getting someone to buy nude male magazines for me to look at. I would look at them in my bedroom, and for about a year they provided me quite a bit of jacking material. I thought under my mattress would be a safe place to hide them. I was wrong. One day while I was at school my mom decided that my mattress needed turning. She was beside herself when she discovered my stash. When I came home from school, she met me at the door holding my mags in her hand.
"Well, one thing led to another, and I finally admitted to her that I was gay. She just looked at me for a moment and didn't speak. Finally she told me to go to my room. She kept the magazines and destroyed them. Somehow she had found out about Chad's Community, and a few days later she told me that she was sending me to a place where I could get some help. Chad came to the house a week later, and by the time he left, my clothes were packed, and mom had agreed to sign me over into Chad's custody. And that, people, is my story."
"So, I think everyone in this room can agree that we all have much in common with each other. At school we were dealt misery just because we were different than everyone else. Granted, not everyone was shunned by their family, but a lot of us were. And that is why," Chad paused, "that I think each of you will be perfect for what I want accomplished for our Community. Would you agree?"
A few questions were asked and answered. Then Chad said, "Guys, we're going to have to play a lot of this by ear. It's uncharted territory, and we'll have to work the issues out as we go. For now, let's focus on tomorrow and the beginning of a new semester. Just a reminder, please remember that this is to stay under wraps until I'm ready to put it into motion."
They all assured the Founder of their silence and put their robes back on. The weather was unusually cold, even for January, and leaving the warm building naked would not go well for their bodies. On the way back to their dorm, Bren asked Parker and Rob if they would like to drop by his apartment for a drink.
"I would love it," Cole spoke up quickly. "Wouldn't you, Jaren?"
"Yeah, that's not going to happen," Bren assured him.
"Thanks, we really appreciate the invite," Jaren chimed in.
Bren turned around and pointed a finger toward the building where Chad's office was located. "Chad? Community rules? Not going to happen, Bud."
"Well, it never hurts to ask," Cole retorted as they entered their building.
Stopping at the door to his apartment, Bren said, "You guys enjoy your afternoon. We may or may not see you at dinner."
They watched the two students disappear into their room, and then Bren led the way into his apartment. Once they were inside, he closed the door. "I can offer you water, beer or hot chocolate. The choice is yours." Bren shrugged out of his robe.
Rob turned and faced the teacher. Running his eyes down the man's hairy body, he said, "I can't speak for Parker, but I was thinking about a different kind of nourishment."
"I think I have to agree with Rob," Parker said. He tossed his robe off and Rob followed suit.
A big grin appeared on Bren's face. "I always want to be the perfect host. I'm willing to serve anything you like."
Parker reached out and wrapped his fingers around Bren's thickening hairy shaft. "I think you're going to be a very good host."
"One that meets all of his guest's needs," Rob added.
The three went into a group hug, and three hairy bodies came together as they enjoyed a triple touch.
Rob planted his lips on Bren's mouth, and the two shared a deep kiss. When Rob pulled away, Parker quickly took his place and began kissing and working his tongue inside Bren's mouth. In just a matter of seconds all three men had hard cocks. While Bren and Parker continued kissing, Rob dropped to his knees. He reached for Bren's dick and began licking the head as if it were a very tasty ice cream cone.
When Bren felt his dick engulfed inside Rob's wet mouth, he moaned. "Oh, God." Keeping the kiss going, Bren reached down and took hold of Parker's hairy root. He was happy to discover the social worker leaking pre cum. Using the man's pre cum as lube, Bren slowly jacked Parker's dick.
Parker shivered. With his lips still planted on Bren's mouth, the social worker began a fucking movement as he slid his cock back and forth along Bren's slippery palm.
A short time later Bren pulled back. "I want to suck you both." He dropped to his knees, and suddenly he had a hard cock on either side of his face. As he took Rob's thick hairy cock between his lips, Bren saw the two men begin kissing above him. The action caused a thick strand of pre cum to string out from his cockhead. The sight of two men kissing always made Bren so hot and fill him with desire. A moment later he pulled his mouth off of Rob and went for Parker's cock. The social worker had a thick growth of black curly hair that grew in a wide triangle and seemed to lose itself in the man's massive growth of chest hair. The sight was too much for him.
Bren returned to his feet. "Okay, this is what's going to happen. One of you is going to fuck me. As to which of you, I don't give a flying fuck. It's a short distance to my bed, and by the time we reach it, one of you had better be ready to enter me. Are we clear?"
"Fuck, yeah we are," Rob assured him.
"Get your ass in there," Parker said using a finger to point toward Bren's bedroom.
The two men followed closely behind Bren as he led the way to his bed. Bren fell down and said, "Rubbers and lube in that drawer." He pointed to the table beside the bed.
Rob made the decision to fuck him first. As he reached for the lube and a condom, he told Bren to get on his knees, adding, "Turn sideways so Parker can fuck your mouth while I plow your furry ass."
Bren was suddenly on his knees and turned in a way that his ass was winking at both men. Parker quickly placed himself in front of the teacher. The social worker took hold of his leaking cock and slapped it against Bren's lips. Lips that opened and clamped onto the man's wet cockhead.
Bren felt the bed shake as Rob, his dick covered by a condom, got on his knees directly behind the teacher. Bren felt a shiver go through his body when he felt Rob's finger working slippery gel up inside him.
"Hurry up and slide that hairy thing inside me," Bren ordered.
"Yeah fuck his hairy hole," Parker groaned. Bren's mouth was giving the social worker's dick a good workout.
Bren felt the tip of Rob's covered dickhead press against him. "God, give it to me, Rob." Bren pushed back into the counselor's body, forcing the man's cockhead to enter his slippery hole.
As his cock made its way into Bren's hairy canal, Rob said, "Bren, it's so fucking hot to watch your black ass hair kiss my dick as I enter you."
"Damn, so hot," Parker moaned.
"I can feel your bush against me, Rob. I love feeling your thick pubes grinding against my flesh."
"Love fucking your ass," Rob groaned. "I could be happy just staying in your wet hole all night long."
Parker suddenly cried out, "Fuck! If you two don't stop talking I'm going to fill your mouth with my load, Bren."
Bren pulled off long enough to say, "Shoot it, Parker! I'm ready to drink your thick creamy juice."
"But I wanted to fuck you," Parker said.
"Well, why not cum in my mouth now? You can fuck me later."
Bren took the social worker's thick hard cock back in his mouth and quickly slid down, not stopping until his nose was buried in Parker's black wiry bush. He breathed in deeply and was turned on by the man's musky smell.
"Bren, I'm getting close," Rob warned.
"Fill that ass with your hot creamy load," Parker said with a moan. He began fucking Bren's mouth harder, slamming his bush and furry balls into the teacher's face.
Bren felt the man's cock thicken up and realized that the social worker was about to give him something delicious to drink. He sucked Parker's cock and felt excited as he waited for the man's gift.
"Shit, here it cums!" Rob cried out.
Just as Rob began erupting and sending thick cum into the tip of the rubber covering his dick, Bren felt the first splash of man cream shoot into his mouth. He swallowed each rope of Parker's cum, not wanting to lose any of it.
When his cock finally finished shooting, Rob leaned over and rested his body against Bren's furry back.
Parker, also weak from his fierce orgasm, leaned against Bren's face. His cock was still planted inside the teacher's cum-filled mouth.
Rob rose up and pulled the social worker's face to him. With his cock still buried in Bren's hairy hole, the two men shared a sweet gentle kiss.
Even though his dick felt like it was going to burst, Bren was happy to be where he was, with one softening cock resting on his tongue and another still shoved into his ass. Could it get any better, he wondered?
A few moments later the quiet of Bren's apartment was interrupted by the ringing of Rob's cell phone.
"Fuck." Rob sighed.
"Do you have to answer?" Bren asked.
"I really need to."
Bren groaned as Rob's dick slowly retreated, leaving his hole feeling empty.
Rob disappeared from the bedroom and seconds later he could be heard talking with someone on his phone. When he returned, Rob said, "I hate to spoil things, but that was Chad. He asked me to come see him."
"I suppose you couldn't tell him you were busy."
"Don't think so," Rob answered. "Bren, can I take a quick shower before I head over to Chad's office?"
"Of course."
Parker pulled out of Bren's mouth and started to leave the room.
"Where the hell are you going?" Bren asked.
"The party's over, so I guess I should head for my apartment."
Bren reached out and pulled the social worker to him. "Just because Rob has to leave doesn't mean you have to go."
"Are you sure?"
"Am I sure? Parker, can't you see how hard my dick is. I have got to shoot a load, and I would much rather do it with someone than do a solo job. Hell, why don't you spend the night? Didn't you say you wanted to fuck me? Well, trust me, there's no time like the present."
Parker reached down and took hold of Bren's leaking cock. "Would you like to slide this thing inside my hairy ass?"
"What the fuck do you think?"
Parker grinned. "Fuck being the key word, right?"
"Hell, yeah." Bren turned his body long ways of the bed and told Parker to join him.
Rob took a quick shower and returned to the bedroom. "You two have fun. I'll grab my robe and head out." He leaned over and gave both men a kiss. "As always, your ass was great, Bren."
"Glad you enjoyed it. We'll probably still be here when you return. You're more than welcomed to rejoin us when your meeting with Chad is over."
Rob grinned and said, "I would love nothing more than doing just that. I'll come back if I can. In the meantime, you two fuckers enjoy yourselves."
"Oh we intend to," Parker assured the counselor.
Bren rolled over and took Parker into his arms. "Go see Chad. We've got some fucking to do."
"Fuck one time for me," Rob called out and left Bren's apartment.
"Are you ready to fuck me?" Parker asked with a grin.
"Oh, hell, yeah," Bren moaned.