Hairy Ever After

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Chapter Forty-Four

Bren's last class with Jon was over for the evening. As the student walked toward the door, Bren called out his name. When the Jon turned around, Bren said, "I'm really proud of you, Jon. You have been in my class a short time, but you have made a great improvement."

The boy smiled. "It was hard being here the first week or so."

Bren walked across the room and stopped in front of the boy. He placed a hand on Jon's shoulder. "I know."

"It was mainly you."

Bren was puzzled. "Me? I made it difficult for you?"

"No, you helped me to understand things. Understand me," Jon added.

"I just wanted you to realize you're not alone in the world. I needed you to know that the people in the Community are your family. I was determined that you should know the Community was a safe place for you."

The student suddenly pulled his teacher to him. Bren felt the boy's body pressed tightly against him. Making a quick decision, he placed his hands on Jon's back, allowing the boy to hold him tightly. Almost immediately he felt the student's cock beginning to get hard.

Bren pulled back. Smiling, he said, "I'm glad I was able to help you. You had to know that I was here for you. I'm still here."

Bren looked at the boy's hard dick and smiled. "You need to make that go away so you can get over to the cafeteria. It closes in an hour."

Jon smiled. "I can make it go away." He wrapped a fist around his hard shaft and gave it a couple of strokes. Then he pulled his hand away. "I'll see you in the cafeteria, Bren." And saying those words, the boy literally ran down the hall and around the corner of the building.

Bren smiled and reached for the light switch. He was glad that Jon was growing comfortable enough being around him. It had—

"Are you ready for dinner?"

As he closed the classroom door behind him, Bren saw that it was Tom who had interrupted his thoughts.

"I am. Are you?"

Tom held out an arm to show his robe folded over it. "Starving," he admitted.

"Me, too. Let's go. I'll stop by my apartment and pick up my robe. January weather is cruel to my delicate skin."

When they reached Bren's apartment, he went in and snatched his robe up. Returning to the hallway, he said, "I've been thinking about us. The next time we see Chad, let's tell him about our situation."

"Agreed. Let's go." Tom opened the door, and the two men stepped out into the brutal cold night air.

When they entered the cafeteria, they hung their robes on wall hooks and walked over to the food line. To their surprise, they discovered Chad dropping his food tray off.

"Hey, fellows," the Founder greeted. "Have you had a good day?"

They assured Chad it had been not only a good day, but promised to be a great week as well. Bren reached out and touched the man's shoulder. "Chad, when it's convenient for you, Tom and I have something to discuss with you."

Chad's face took on a look of concern. "Is everything alright?"

They assured him nothing was wrong as they headed for the food line to pick up their trays. They paused when Chad spoke.

"I'm going back to my office now. Why don't the two of you drop by when you're finished with your meal?"

They selected their food and walked over to take a seat at one of the tables. On the way, Bren noticed that Jon was eating with his brother. Sam was sitting across the table from them and suddenly laughed at something Barry had said. Sam made a comment, and it brought a smile to Jon's face.

"Jon seems to be finally adjusting," Tom said as he tapped one rounded corner of his tray against Bren's bare shoulder.

"Yes, I believe he has." Bren took a seat and returned the wave Jon sent him.

"Is he getting too close to you?"

Surprised, Bren asked, "What do you mean?"

"I saw the hug he gave you as he was leaving the classroom."

Bren shook his head. "I hug all of the students. Isn't that what we're supposed to do?"

"It is. Sorry." Tom took a bite of his mashed potatoes.

Bren studied the man closely. "Tom, you trust me, right?"

"Of course I do."

"Great. Let's eat and head over to Chad's office."

They consumed their food faster than they would have normally and dropped the food trays off. Pulling their robes from the wall, they covered their naked bodies and hurried over to the building that housed the Founder's office.

Chad's office door was opened, and the Founder was sitting at his desk. "Come in," he invited.

The newcomers pulled their robes off and hung them on wall hooks. Chad hugged Tom first and then turned to Bren.

Bren always enjoyed the Founder's hugs. The mass of curls covering Chad's chest and stomach never failed to create a stir his cock. As the hug continued, Bren found his hands slowly moving down Chad's back. When they reached his furry ass cheeks, he gave them a squeeze.

Chad pulled away and grinned. "Something tells me if we're not careful here, we're going to get off task and head in another direction."

"Getting off is sort of a Community rule," Tom reminded with a grin.

Chad tapped the head of his growing cock. "A lot of the time, yes. However, at the moment I believe you want to tell me something." The Founder sat down at his desk and added, "I have an idea what's on your mind, but go on, tell me."

Taking turns speaking, both teachers confided to the Founder about the situation they found themselves in. When they were finished, Bren asked, "So, Chad, is this going to be a problem?"

The Founder didn't respond right away. He appeared to be lost in thought.

"I take it from your silence that you do have a problem with us being together?" All of a sudden Bren felt a hard knot growing in his stomach.

Chad finally shook his head. "No. No, I don't have a problem with you guys. In fact, I've thought for quite some time that the two of you were getting closer than coworkers/fuck buddies." Chad paused. Then, "I don't have to tell you about the drama we have in our lives from time to time, such as, dealing with the situations arising around us. It comes with the territory, especially for you teachers. The Community is just like any other organization. When two people in the same group date, or even marry, if they have any sort of disagreement at home, it's almost impossible not to bring it to work with you."

Tom smiled and said, "We both understand that, Chad." He looked at Bren. "I'm not going to say that it won't happen, because we're human, and sometimes humans disagree on things. I think I speak for both of us when I say if we have any tension between us, we're professional, and we will leave it in our apartment."

Bren voiced his agreement."

"Speaking of apartments, where will the two of you live?"

"We've thought about that, Chad." Smiling, Bren said, "We know there's a good chance you will be hiring a new teacher next year. If Tom moves into my apartment that will free up a place for the new guy to live."

Chad stood to his feet, indicating that the meeting was over. He walked around the desk and took both teachers in his arms for a hug. Three hairy bodies snuggled close to each other. Chad kissed Tom first, driving his tongue inside the man's mouth. The kiss he gave Tom was very intense, and as was his intention, he felt Tom's cock beginning to harden up. He pulled away and kissed Bren in the same manner. He felt Bren's cock pushing through hairy pubes and becoming hard in an instant.

Chad stepped back and eyed both men's hardons. He placed a hand on each cock and said, "I wanted to prove a point. Guys, I intended to make you hard. Why? Because you know the way of the Community. If you two are in love with each other, is having sex with the other men going to cause you a problem? Will it harm your relationship?"

Bren quickly assured the Founder that sex with others would not be a problem for either one of them. "We've already discussed it."

"Definitely won't be a problem," Tom chimed in. "Like I told Bren a few days back, when I see him getting fucked, or for that matter, fucking another guy, it makes me hotter than hell. I love watching a hairy cock slide into his ass."

"Same goes for me as well," Bren admitted.

Chad gave them both a smile. "Sounds like the two of you have this." His fingers were still wrapped around both cocks. He gave them each a couple of strokes. "Makes me happy to know that just because the two of you are in love, every man in the Community will still have access to these sexy hairy tools. I guess another way to look at it is the ball's in your court."

"Literally," Bren grinned. He reached over and gave the Founder's hairy nut sac a gentle squeeze.

While they were getting into their robes, Tom said, "Bren and I will probably be spending a lot of nights together, but I won't actually move out of my apartment until the term is over."

Bren opened the door and said, "Thank you, Chad."

"Whatever for?"

"For being so understanding," Tom chimed in.

"Like I said, as long as things work out for you two, you won't have any problem with me."

The two told Chad good night and left his office.

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Chad walked over to his desk. He picked up the telephone and punched in a number. "Hey, Brad, do you have a moment to drop by my office?"

The lawyer was soon tapping lightly on Chad's open door. "Come in," the Founder invited. "Close the door, please."

Chad watched the Community's lawyer push the door shut behind him. Brad was so damned good looking. The man not only had a really hot body, but the features on his face were very handsome. And to top it off, Brad had a really gentle soul. The man was—

"What's up?"

Chad held out his arms, and the two went into a close hug. The touch they shared left the Founder with feeling of great contentment. He could have been happy to remain in the lawyer's arms for the rest of the night.

Brad was the one to break their connection. "Wow, someone's happy to see me." He wrapped his fingers around Chad's thickening shaft. "Is this why you called me to your office?"

"Well, not originally."

Brad grinned. "Are we having a meeting, or are we going to fuck?"

"Fuck the meeting." Chad took the man's hand and led him behind the desk. "Fuck me first, and then I'll tell you the real reason I wanted to see you."

"I won't question your motive about coming. Or, is it cumming?"

Chad pulled out the top drawer in his desk and brought out a condom package and a small bottle of lube. He handed them to the lawyer. "How do you want to fuck me?"

Brad opened the foiled package and pulled the rubber out. He rolled it down his thick hairy shaft. When he had the rim buried securely, surrounded by his mass of brown pubes, he said, "Get on your stomach first. When I'm close to cumming, I want you to turn over. I love looking in your eyes when I shoot."

While Chad was getting on his stomach, Brad lubed his cock up. "Spread those legs."

The Founder widened the gap between his thighs, allowing easy access for Brad. He felt a finger circling his asshole and relaxed. The thought of having Brad's cock inside him excited Chad. Longer dicks had fucked him, but none had ever been as thick as Brad's cock was.

He felt Brad begin working lube up in his ass. The movement caused him to moan. "Yeah, get my ass ready for your thick dick."

Brad continued pushing gel inside the Founder's ass. He kept working and pushing, until three of his digits were buried in Chad's slippery ass. "You're just about ready, Chad. Your ass is opening up nicely."

"I am definitely ready. Give me your dick."

Brad teased Chad with his cock. He ran the head around the man's hairy hole and continued the action for a time. He enjoyed watching his cockhead as it slid through the gel-matted hair. Chad's already dark brown ass curls looked almost black because of the lube.

"Fuck me, for God's sake!"

"If you're sure."

Before Chad could speak, he felt Brad's cockhead slip inside his wet slippery entrance. "God, yes. Slide that baby in."

Chad took a deep breath and forced his body to relax even more. He felt the walls of his ass open up. Brad's dick slowly crawled inside, and suddenly he was balls deep in the Founder's ass.

"I love feeling your pubes rubbing my cheeks."

"I'm all the way in." Brad began a slow movement back and forth, in and out of Chad's ass.

Chad felt the man place a hand on each of his cheeks. He pushed his ass up so Brad could tap his prostate at a certain angle. "Oh, yeah. You're tapping my nut button just right." He discovered he was able to wiggle his ass, and each time Brad bottomed out inside him, Chad would make the muscles in his ass clamp down hard on the lawyer's dick. "Come on, fuck me! Hard!"

Brad's thrusts became almost abusive as he fucked the Founder's ass. Each time he entered, his slammed Chad's asshole with a greater force. When he bottomed out, his hairy nut sac slammed hard against Chad's body. Both the fucker and the one getting fucked became lost in the sensation their bodies were experiencing.

Brad suddenly stopped moving. Giving Chad a slap on the ass, he said, "I'm close. I want you to turn over on your back." He pulled his rubber stretched dick out into the open, bringing some of the lube with it.

Chad rolled over on his back. "Get back in me. When you pull out while fucking me, I feel so empty."

Brad raised the Founder's legs up and let them rest across his shoulders. "God, I could look at your beautiful hairy ass all night long."

"Glad you enjoy looking, but for God's sake, fucking crawl inside and finish your job."

Brad pressed the tip against Chad's furry hole. He took a deep breath and plunged all the way in. His dick rammed hard against the Founder's prostate.

"Fuck!

"Hang on, here comes the ride."

The harder Brad fucked his ass, the thicker the pre cum oozed from the tip of Chad's dick. When he felt the lawyer's cock thicken up inside him, he realized the man was about to erupt his man cream into the tip of the rubber. He wrapped his fingers around his pre cum-lubed dick and began jacking with great speed.

"Cumming," Brad suddenly cried out.

When Chad felt the cock inside his ass shudder, it pushed him over the edge. His toes curled, his balls rumbled, and the first jet of cum shot out of his dick. It landed with a splat between his two hairy nipples. Six more spurts followed, with the last one leaving a sticky mess on his chest. He smiled at Brad. "I hope that you realize just how much I love getting fucked by you."

Brad's cock was still buried deeply planted in the Founder's well-fucked hole. Returning the smile, he leaned down and gave the man a gentle kiss. Then raising up, he added, "You can always call me to a meeting like this. You know how much I love c-u-m-ming."

"I can guarantee that you will c-u-m every time."

Brad tweaked one of Chad's hairy nubs. "I really would like to stay where I am, but something tells me there's more on your agenda besides fucking." He removed his cock from the Founder's slippery wet ass and stood up.

Chad rolled off the desk and landed with his feet on the floor. "While you have left my ass feeling very empty, you're right. I do have some things I need to discuss with you."

Chad pulled the bottom drawer of his desk out and brought out a towel. "Here, you might want to clean up."

Brad tossed it back to him. "I think you need it worse than I do. Your chest is in pretty bad shape. The only thing I need to clean is my dick."

Chad wiped the cum from his chest and watched Brad remove a very full rubber from his cock. "Looks like you shot a big load."

Taking the towel from Chad, the lawyer said, "I'm not surprised. Believe it or not, I haven't shot a load in two or three days."

"You're telling me that you haven't even jacked off?"

"Nope, none, nothing, nada." Brad grinned. "What can I say? Someone here in the Community thinks I have all the time in the world to work on projects for him."

"That guy, whoever he is, needs his ass kicked."

"Would fucking his ass suffice?"

"Damn straight." Chad took the towel back and used it to remove the lube from his ass. He tossed it to the floor and said, "Have a seat, Brad."

Once they were both seated, Chad said, "I received a telephone call earlier this afternoon from Marshall Compton. There's a case coming up on his docket that he thinks I would be interested in. It involves a fifteen year old boy and his parents. Evidently the father has abused the boy several times. The state is getting involved.

"The mother refuses to believe that her husband is mistreating their son. She tried to convince the social worker that her husband loves their son and only wants what is best for the boy."

"Amazing, isn't it, the way a parent can justify abusing their children. Do you know this boy's name?"

"Chase. His name is Chase." Chad looked intently at the lawyer. "What do you think, Brad. Should we see if we can bring Chase to the Community?"

Brad didn't hesitate. "Hell, yes, we should. Does Judge Compton think we can get him?"

Chad shook his head. "Won't be a problem. Marshall will have the last word in the matter."

"Then let's bring him here."

"I thought you would say that. Brad, do you still have some Custody Application forms?"

"I do."

"Great. I'll get hold of Marshall first thing in the morning. Once I have information, I'll sign the papers. We need to get the application over to Marshall in the next day or so. The case is scheduled for February fifteenth."

Brad stood up. "I'll take care of the matter a.s.a.p. I will personally deliver them to the court house just as soon as everything is in order."

Chad walked around the desk and with a grin, said, "I'm glad you shot a load earlier. That son of a bitch, whoever he is, may keep you from relieving yourself this evening."

Brad gave his soft dick a squeeze. "Not to worry. Your ass has left him very satisfied. He'll be good for at least twenty-four hours."

The two men hugged, and in spite of Chad's attempt to clean up after sex, small pieces of cum still remained in his chest hair. He grinned. "Sorry about that. I think I've passed some of my stickiness on to you."

"No problem. I'll hit the shower later."

"I appreciate everything you do, Brad. For the Community. For me."

Brad gave the Founder a quick kiss. "Everything I do is for you, my friend."

"And I appreciate it. Good night."

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"Telling Chad about us was easier than I thought it would be," Tom said as they entered Bren's apartment.

Bren shrugged his shoulders. "I thought he would be supportive. As long as we don't create any drama." A wide grin appeared on his face.

Tom held out his arms. "I swear, no drama."

Bren went into Tom's arms, and the two shared a kiss. "I love you, Tom Varney."

They were enjoying a second kiss when a knock sounded on the door. Bren turned around and opened the door. He discovered Jon standing in the hallway.

"Jon? What can I do for you?"

Tom's kiss had resulted in Bren's cock thickening up. When he realized that the student's eyes had settled on his crotch, Bren felt his face becoming warm.

When Jon didn't speak, Bren repeated, "What can I do for you?"

The student's face turned a deep red. "I shouldn't have come." He turned away from the opened door.

"Nonsense. Come in, Jon. Tom and I were just discussing some plans for our classes tomorrow." Inwardly Bren thought, "Shit, that sounded lame even to me." He motioned for the student to step inside.

"Hey, Jon," Tom greeted. He moved toward the door.

"Stay."

Tom stopped and turned around.

"It's alright. In fact, I would like for you to stay."

Bren brought the student a Coke. "Have a seat, Jon."

Jon flopped down on one end of the sofa. Bren joined him on the other end, and Tom took a seat in the chair on the other side of the room.

Bren smiled at the student. "Now, what's on your mind, Jon?"

Both teachers were relieved to feel their dicks growing soft. Tension had seemed to come into the room with Jon, but now, with their members to normal size, the atmosphere seemed change.

Jon seemed hesitant to speak.

"It's okay, Jon. You can talk to us about anything." Bren placed a hand lightly on the boy's knee.

"Well, I've been hearing things."

"What sort of things?" Tom asked when the boy paused.

Jon looked at Bren. "I've heard that some more students might be moving here."

Bren told him that was a possibility.

"Will I be getting a new roommate?"

Bren studied the boy closely. "Would that be a problem for you?"

"What if I don't like him? Or he doesn't like me?"

Tom leaned forward in his chair. "May I ask you something, Jon?" The boy gave him a nod, and he continued, "Do you realize that you have a very important job to do?"

Puzzled, Jon said, "Me?"

"Remember how hard it was for you to adjust living in the Community? A few weeks ago you were very miserable."

Bren removed his hand from the boy's knee. "That right, Jon. If it was hard for you, don't you think it might be just as hard for someone new moving in?" Bren paused and studied the boy sitting on one end of his sofa. Jon was already displaying a hairy body. As he grew older, it was plain to see that Jon would grow even more body hair. He was turning into a very nice looking young man. He already had a handsome face, and his body was showing signs of developing quite nicely. A very light dusting of brown fur was beginning to grow on his chest. A mixture of brown and blond hair had blended together to form a nice treasure trail. Jon's bush was already thick, and the cock that grew out from the middle was bigger than should be on a fifteen year old.

Bren shook his head to clear his thoughts and return to the present. His dick was beginning to chub up.

"Did we lose you, Bren?"

Bren returned his focus on the room, thankful to Tom for interrupting his thoughts. He smiled and said, "Jon, if anyone can be of help to a new student, it's going to be you."

"Maybe." Jon still seemed to have doubts.

"I am confident that you will be a big help if we get new students."

Jon stood to his feet. "Thanks. I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"That's what we're here for," Bren assured him. He got up and followed the boy to the door. "Jon, my door is open anytime you want to talk. I've told you that I'll be here for you, and I will."

Bren closed the door and turned around. "I really do think that he'll be a great help when the new students arrive."

Tom walked up to Bren and pulled him into his arms. "You're a damned wonder, Brenden Wells. And sad thing is, I wonder if any of the students realize just how lucky they are to have you in their lives."

"I think so. Or they will in time. Now, come into the bedroom and fuck me."

Bren fell to the bed on his back, and Tom quickly crawled between his legs. His planted his lips on Bren's mouth, and the two kissed. It was the sort of kiss that left them breathless, but filled with desire. Tom moved down and with his tongue, he began making a wet trail in the mass of black fur that began growing at the base of Bren's neck. By the time he reached the teacher's hairy nipples, they were both hard. The hair that almost covered them was wet, the curls attaching themselves to Bren's skin. By the time Tom reached the man's lower belly, Bren thought his cock was going to burst. The flesh covering it was stretched as tight as was possible. He was so hard that he ached.

"Tom—I think—Goddamn it, fuck me! Now!"

As he watched Tom reach for a rubber and the lube, he said, "Tom, would you do something for me?"

"Yes, I'm going to fuck your ass."

"Yeah, you are. But—when you think you're going to cum, will you pull out and remove your rubber? I want you to cum on me."

Tom unrolled the condom and walked it down his hairy shaft. When he had it securely in place, he said, "I can do that. You want me to cover your fur with my thick load of man cream?"

"Fuck, yes! Then I want you to rub it all over me."

Bren's words were exciting Tom to the point that his hand was shaking as he began pushing the slippery gel inside his coworker's furry ass. The motion added to Bren's pleasure. "My God, it feels like you've rammed a vibrator up my ass."

Both men were more than ready for a hard fuck. Tom tossed the lube down on the bed and pressed the tip of his gel-covered dick against Bren's quivering asshole. He gave a gentle push, and suddenly the head was planted inside, teasing the walls of Bren's ass.

"Fuck!"

Tom drove his dick the rest of the way in. His hairy pubes were pressed tightly against Bren's flesh. Tom's heavy nut sac touched Bren and caused more excitement to rumble through the teacher's body.

"God, I am so hot for you to fuck me."

There was no gentleness in Tom as he began fucking. The action drove Bren crazy, and he eagerly moved his body to meet each of Tom's thrusts. He placed his hands on the man's hairy chest and pulled roughly on its mass of tight brown curls.

"Fuck, I love your cock inside me!"

Tom's fucking began hard and continued to be that way. Each plunge he made struck Bren's prostate, and he could feel his orgasm beginning to churn in his balls. "Fuck me, Tom. Damn, it feels like you're touching places that've never been touched before."

Another minute passed. The only sound in the room was moans coming from the two men. They were so loud that Bren wondered if everyone in the building could tell they were having sex.

Tom suddenly stopped. "I'm close, Bren. You still want me to cum on you?"

Bren nodded, and Tom pulled out. He quickly got on his knees and pulled the rubber off. He began jacking like crazy, and watched as Bren stroked his cock with one hand and ran the fingers of his other hand through his thick black pubes.

Tom jacked faster. "Close," he warned.

"Shoot it, Baby." Bren continued to jack and play in his pubes.

"Oh—fuck—here it cums!"

A thick rope of heavy white cream erupted out and landed between Bren's nips. Six more jets came out, and one by one, they traveled down through the man's wiry chest hair.

"Oh, God!"

Continuing to jack off, Bren said, "Rub it in."

When he felt Tom's hand smearing cream into the hair on his chest, Bren, still jacking, took his other hand and scooped up some cum and began rubbing it in the black hair growing around his dick.

As Tom played in the cum he had shot out onto Bren's chest, he leaned in and began kissing him.

Bren scooped up some more cum and coated his cock. His dick suddenly felt very sensitive. He knew it wasn't going to be long before he shot a big load out to mix in with Tom's spunk.

"I'm fucking going to cum!" Bren started stroking with everything he had in him. His cock head suddenly turned beet red and shuddered. The first jet fired out and landed on the back of Tom's hand.

"Fuck, yeah, mix your cum with mine."

"Shit!" Bren continued stroking, forcing more and more cum to fly out of his cock. He continued jacking until no more came out.

Tom grinned. "Was it as good for you as it was me?"

"Does the bear shit in the woods?" Bren pulled the man down to his sticky chest.

For several moments neither one spoke. They lay together and enjoyed the feeling that comes after experiencing an intense orgasm. The only sound in the room was their breathing. Finally Tom raised up and asked, "Isn't life grand?"

"It sure is."

They remained in the same position for a long time. Finally Bren said, "I think we need to hit the shower. My hair is growing crusty."

Tom grinned. "A shower, huh? Is there a possibility of shower sex?"

He pushed Tom off and sat up. "I really can't say. However, I think there might be a good chance of that happening."

"Then let's go!"