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Chapter Sixty-Five
Bren and Tom entered the only "steak house" in town and told the restaurant Hostess they had a reservation under the name of Chance Wells.
The hostess smiled and said, "Mr. Wells is sitting at his table. Follow me, please."
They followed the young lady across the dining room. When they reached a raised wall that went almost to the ceiling, she made a sharp turn to the right.
"Where in the hell is she taking us?" Tom whispered.
Bren shrugged his shoulders and followed the lady. He had been wondering the same thing. Once they were on the other side of the wall, Bren saw his brother sitting at a table. There were several other tables, but Chance was the only one in this part of the restaurant.
"Here you go, gentlemen. Your waiter will be here shortly."
Bren thanked the lady and greeted his brother. "Hello, Chance."
Chance smiled and said, "Hey, guys. I'm really glad that you could make it for dinner."
Bren looked around the otherwise empty room. "Did you ask for this table intentionally?"
Chance gave a nod and said, "I did. I thought it would be a little more private. Sometimes there's a lot of loud talking when people eat."
The waiter came and took their drink order and soon returned with a margarita for each of them. He asked if they were ready to order, and Chance told the man to give them a few minutes to enjoy their drinks.
Puzzled somewhat why his brother wanted privacy, Bren sipped on his drink. He and Chance had eaten lots of times in restaurants while growing up, and Chance had never complained about loud talking before.
Chance smiled and said, "I really enjoyed my visit with you guys last weekend. It's given me something to think about this past week. To be honest, I'm looking forward to visiting more with the two of you. I'm hoping you will feel the same way."
Bren felt his eyes misting up, and he gave a swipe with his hand. "Chance, I've missed you."
"I've missed you, too, Buddy." Chance ran a finger around the rim of his glass. "I'm to blame. I was an ass, and I hope that you can forgive me."
The mist in Bren's eyes turned into tears and crawled slowly down both cheeks. He made another swipe with his hand and stood to his feet. "I love you, Chance. "I've really missed you."
Bren leaned over and gave his brother a hug. The room was empty, but even if people had been at the other tables, it wouldn't have stopped him from hugging his brother.
Tom gave the brothers a moment and then said, "Chance, you are Bren's brother. He loves you. I love Bren, and I love how happy you have made him. I know how important that you are to him."
Bren returned to his seat and placed his hand over Tom's. "I do love Tom, and I hope, Chance, that you will as well one day."
The waiter returned to take their food order and when he'd left to turn it in, Tom said, "Chance, I'm really glad that you and Bren have reconnected. I know how much it means to him. Bren and I love each other, and I hope that doesn't affect the relationship between the two of you."
Chance finished his margarita and said, "No, Tom, it will not. After spending time with the two of you last Saturday, I've begun seeing things differently."
"You must have really enjoyed your margarita," Bren commented with a smile and looked at his brother's empty glass.
"It was good." Chance looked from Bren to Tom and asked, "Can I ask you guys some questions?"
Bren glanced at Tom and then looked across the table at his brother. "Of course."
"Is everyone in your little organization gay?"
"They are," Bren replied.
"Even the students?"
"Even the students," Tom assured him.
The waiter returned with their food and sat the plates on the table. Chance ordered another round of drinks, and the man told them he would be right back with three more margaritas right away.
"How does that work?" Chance asked as he began cutting his steak into bite sizes.
"Chance, we live in a place called the Community," Bren explained. "It's just like any other small town. It offers its residents the same things that a town would. A supermarket, a soda fountain and drug store and pharmacy."
"There's a gym and a post office," Tom added.
There was silence for a time as they focused on their meal. As Bren ate, he could see the wheels turning in his brother's head. Chance seemed caught up in his thoughts, and the food on his plate appeared to be less important.
The waiter arrived with their drinks, and once he had disappeared around the corner, Chance said, "You told me a little about this Community last time. Can you tell me anything else?"
"Like I told you, the students that come to the Community are placed there by a court order. Their home life is not a safe place for most of them to be."
"So the Community becomes responsible for their upbringing?"
"That's right," Tom said. "Chad Thomas, the administrator we introduced you to last Saturday, becomes their legal guardian."
Bren pushed his plate to the side. He decided it was time to tell his brother what the Community's real purpose was. "Chance, as we already told you, everyone there is gay. All of the students have the same thing in common. They are all gay, and their families believe the boys could have `chosen' to live this way."
Bren's brother began shaking his head back and forth and shut his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Bren. So sorry."
Bren reached across the table and placed his hand on his brother's. "Chance, look at me. Look at me," he repeated.
When his brother opened his eyes, Bren saw tears slowly traveling down Chance's cheeks. Bren squeezed his hands "Chance, you have nothing to be sorry for."
"But I do. I felt the same way about you. I told you the same, if you remember. At the time I thought it was a choice you had made."
Bren smiled. "I do remember you saying something about choice. I also remember you saying something about whatever made me happy."
"I told you that I didn't understand, but I was okay with your decision. Problem was, I really wasn't okay. And then Mom and Dad had the accident, and suddenly I became responsible for you."
Bren felt Tom's hand touching his arm, and he smiled. "Is this getting too deep for you?"
Tom shook his head and said, "No. I'm grateful the two of you are talking. I've been thinking I should give you guys some space." He looked at his empty plate. "I've finished dinner, and I could easily wait in the car."
"But not your drink," Chance pointed out. His lips formed a tiny hint of a smile. "As pointed out to me earlier, we're family. The members of this family are my brother, you, and me. That means you get to experience the good and the bad shit."
Bren put an arm around Tom's shoulder and said, "I couldn't have said it better myself."
Tom gave Bren and Chance a wink. "I can handle shit."
Bren removed his arm and asked, "So, Chance, do you still work for the State Health Department?"
"I do."
"What exactly do you do?" Tom asked.
"I visit restaurants all over the state and check to see if they have everything up to code. That involves a lot, but I will tell you one thing." Chance glanced around the room. "I know from personal experience that the food in this place is very safe to eat."
They spent the next hour discussing various subjects, and as they were leaving the restaurant Chance said, "I have really enjoyed this. Would it be possible to come to your apartment again sometime?"
Hearing his brother's words caused Bren's heart to race. He would really like for his brother to visit, but he wondered if Chad would approve. The students and staff couldn't be expected to "disappear" just so his brother could visit.
Tom came to Bren's rescue. He pointed to Bren's car and said, "This is us. If you have a moment, Chance, would you get in. There's some things that Bren and I need to tell you."
Bren saw the look on his brother's face, and he could tell that Chance was just as surprised as he was. What was Tom going to tell Chance? Bren unlocked the car, and got behind the wheel. Tom opened his door and crawled into the back seat, indicating to Chance that he should sit up front with his brother.
Once all three were situated, Tom said, "We told you that everyone in the Community is gay, and that's the truth. What we didn't tell you is that everyone, including the staff, never wear any clothes." He waited to see what Chance's reaction would be.
Chance turned so he could get a better look at Tom. "Everyone?"
"Everyone."
Chance looked at Bren. "That includes you?"
Bren's mouth was suddenly very dry. He couldn't seem to get any words out. He gave a nod with his head.
"But when I was at your apartment last week –"
Chance became silent, and Bren realized his brother was trying to take in everything Tom had told him. "Last week was an exception, Chance. Chad knew that you were coming, and he had all of the students go to the gym while you were in our apartment."
Chance opened his mouth and then closed it again. Finally, "You teach your students bare ass naked?"
"I do. My students are naked as well."
"Well, fuck." Chance apologized.
Tom reached over the seat and tapped Chance on the shoulder. "No need to apologize, Chance. That word comes up frequently in our daily lives."
"He's mostly talking about the students," Bren grinned. "However, we've been guilty of saying it a few times as well."
"So everyone just walks around naked, and no one is at all uncomfortable?"
Tom laughed. "Why should we be uncomfortable? The only residents are male, and, let's face it we all have the same things."
Chance turned to Bren and asked, "Aren't you afraid that you might accidently –"his words trailed off.
Bren took a breath and said, "Hard. Is that what your asking?"
"I suppose. Yeah, that's exactly what I meant."
"It can happen," Bren admitted. "It has happened."
Tom decided to pitch his two cents worth into the conversation. "We want to be completely honest with you, Chance. Bren and I teach all day long, and I would be lying to you if I told you it never happens. We also see our students with the same problem, and it happens to them even more than it does Bren and me."
Bren said, "Chance, one of the reasons why Chad established the Community was to help everyone, students and staff, to accept the body that Nature has given them. Look, I realize we've given you a lot to take in. For now, just think about the things we've told you. My evenings are free, and you can call me anytime."
When silence settled inside the car, Tom asked, "So, Chance, if we can work it out with Chad for you to come, would you be okay if you happened to see a naked guy? It could be a student or a staff member."
"If I come to your apartment, will the two of you be naked?" Chance asked Bren.
Trying for a bit of humor, Bren grinned and said, "Not on your first visit."
"It wouldn't be my first."
"It would be your first time after knowing completely how the Community works," Bren reminded.
Chance was silent for a moment. Then, "I wouldn't have a problem. I've missed seeing you, Buddy, and I'll be damned if I'll let a naked guy keep me from seeing you. Both of you," he added looking back at Tom. "No one wears clothes. That's really hard to take in."
"Hard is the key word," Tom remarked.
Bren decided to bite the bullet. "Chad tells everyone when they first arrive in the Community that if they get a hardon, they are simply giving someone a compliment."
"My God, what a life the two of you must live."
Bren placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. "It's a great life, and Tom and I are really happy to live it. I don't want you to feel upset or mad. I know that our way of life may seem unthinkable to you. I hope this won't keep you away."
Chance smiled and placed a hand over Bren's. "As I told you already, nothing is going to keep us apart. I've already wasted too much time doing that already."
Bren pulled his brother into a hug. "I love you, Chance. I will find out what I can do to arrange for your visit."
"I appreciate that, Buddy." Chance opened the car door. "Love you, too."
Tom crawled out from the backseat and was surprised when Chance gave him a hug. He was even more surprised when the man said, "I'm really glad Bren has you. I can see how much he loves you."
"I love him, too," Tom said. He got in the front seat, and they both watched Chance walk toward his car.
"Wow!"
"Wow is right," Tom agreed.
Bren pulled out of the parking lot and drove them back to the Community. When they were at the edge of town he turned his head and gave Tom a look. "I was really happy to see Chance again. I am, Tom, but I have to wonder why the big change all of a sudden."
"I may have a thought or two."
"I'm listening."
Tom shook his head and said, "Your brother may have more in common than you know." He reached over and placed a hand on Bren's leg. "Whatever the reason, I'm just glad the two of you are reconnecting."
"I take it that you're not going to elaborate any more about your thoughts?"
Tom removed his hand. "Nope." He grinned and cast his eyes on the road in front of them.
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Barry and Sawyer were in their room playing video games, and Barry was losing big time to his roommate. He put his control down and said, "I concede, Sawyer. You've whipped my ass." He walked over and flopped down on his bed.
Sawyer grinned and bragged, "Hard to beat the best, isn't it?" He fell down on his bed and rolled over on his side. He eyed his roommate's body. Barry had plenty of brown fur everywhere, and Sawyer never grew tired of looking at it.
"You never said how Friday afternoon with Jon and Chase was. How did it go?"
Sawyer shrugged and said, "I guess it was alright. We played video games until time for class."
Barry grinned. "You're telling me that three naked guys did nothing but play video games for three hours?"
"That's right."
Barry studied his roommate's body and wondered if Sawyer even knew how hot he was. "No one jacked off?"
"Nope." Sawyer became silent for a moment. Then, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course. Ask me anything."
Sawyer left his bed and sat down on the bed next to Barry.
Barry moved closer to the wall to give the boy a little more room. "What's on your mind, Bud?"
Sawyer placed a hand on his roommate's hairy chest and slowly slid his hand down to Barry's crotch. He ran a finger across the Barry's pubes and then made a fist around his roommate's soft cock. He gave it a squeeze and was happy to feel it jerk against his hand.
"Something on your mind?"
"Fuck me, Barry."
Barry's silence made Sawyer really sad. He pulled his hand away and said, "You don't want to fuck me. I thought you liked me."
Barry told Sawyer to lay on the bed next to him. "Sawyer, I do like you. I like you a lot." Barry pulled his roommate close, and the boy's ass was suddenly touching Barry's hairy front.
"Just not enough to fuck me."
Barry placed an arm on his roommate's stomach and pulled the boy closer. "You can like someone without fucking them."
"I like you. You like me. If we both want it, can't we fuck?"
Barry found his dick moving as it slowly crawled between the boy's ass cheeks.
"I feel you getting hard." Sawyer moved his body and felt Barry's dick push along his crack. He could feel Barry's brown bush touching his ass. "You do want to fuck me. I can feel how hard you are."
Barry placed a hand on the boy's hips and said, "Sawyer, fucking someone for the first time is a really big step, and once you take that step, you can never go back. Be honest with me, Bud, is this really what you want?"
Sawyer reached between them and touched his roommate's dick. "I am ready, and I know you want to."
Barry kissed the back of Sawyer's neck. "I didn't say that I didn't want to fuck you. If you must know, I think about it every time you walk by me. Sawyer, you're only fifteen. Are you sure about this?"
"I am. I want you to be the one because I know that I can trust you. Sawyer's answer made Barry realize that his roommate might be only fifteen, but the boy knew exactly what he wanted.
Barry moved his hand in a circling motion on Sawyer's chest and said, "Your chest is getting hairy. I can feel it growing."
Barry moved his hand slowly down to Sawyer's black pubes. He placed an opened fist in the middle of them and asked, "I'm going to ask you one last time. Are you certain that you want me to fuck you?"
Sawyer rubbed his ass against Barry's hard cock. "God, yes."
"Then get on your bed. On your back."
Barry told the boy to spread his legs, and he crawled between them. He smiled. "Alright so far?" Sawyer's cock was hard, and Barry gave it a couple of strokes.
"I'm good, but I hope I get better."
Barry gave the boy's cock a tug and began moving his body upward. When his chest and crotch were in perfectly alignment with Sawyer's, he leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead, then each cheek, and finally he kissed Sawyer lightly on the mouth. "Sawyer, I know how much you trust me, and I want you to know you can always count on me. Always."
Barry ran a finger around the head of the boy's cock. He wasn't surprised to see pre cum leaking from the tip. He slowly ran his fingers down Sawyer's hard shaft, and across the boy's tight ball sac. When he came to the sensitive area below Sawyer's nuts, Barry ran his fingers in a circle.
Sawyer jerked, and Barry asked if he was okay.
"Okay."
When Barry placed a finger next to the boy's asshole, he smiled. A thin circle of black hair surrounded Sawyer's entrance, and he could tell that it wouldn't be long before Sawyer's ass was really hairy. Looking at it caused a thick drop of pre cum to push out of Barry's cock and run down the side of his mushroom head. He told the boy to get on his hands and knees. "I think it will make your first time a little easier."
There was a small table against the wall that separated the two beds, and Barry kept condoms and lube in the drawer. He opened the drawer and returned with the items. "Are you having second thoughts, Bud?"
Sawyer shook his head. "No. I just realized that this was actually going to happen."
"We don't have to do this," Barry reminded.
"Yes, we do. I do."
Barry locked eyes with his roommate and became still. He could see a mixture of doubt and desire in the boy's eyes. Sawyer turned his head away, and Barry made a decision. He squeezed some lube into the palm of his hand. "Sawyer, I'm going to use a finger to work lube inside your ass. Try and relax. I promise to be as gentle as I can."
Barry took several minutes working his finger in Sawyer's tight ass. "Okay, Bud, I'm going to add a finger. Let me know if I'm hurting you." When two fingers were in Sawyer's ass, the boy cried out.
"Shit!
Barry quickly removed both fingers and decided this shouldn't happen. Sawyer wasn't ready to be fucked.
"Please," Sawyer whispered. "Push your fingers back inside me."
"I don't want to hurt you, Sawyer."
"I knew that it would probably hurt the first time." Sawyer took a deep breath. "I'm ready. Get me ready for your dick."
Barry added more lube to his hand and pushed only one finger inside the boy's ass. Sawyer didn't seem to have any problem with one, so Barry cautiously added the second one. He felt Sawyer's body jerk, but the boy remained quiet. Barry continued massaging the boy's ass until he felt it beginning to relax. "Okay, Bud, I'm going to add a third finger." Once he had three digits in Sawyer's ass, Barry waited to see how the boy reacted. When he realized that his roommate was okay, Barry continued stretching Sawyer's ass. Several minutes passed, and he warned Sawyer he was adding a fourth and last finger.
As Barry finger fucked his roommate, his eyes concentrated on Sawyer's ass hair. God, the boy was going to be so hairy. The thought created an ache in Barry's dick.
"I think your ass is ready for me, Bud."
Barry removed his fingers and tore the condom package opened. He unrolled the rubber down his cock and then covered it heavily with lube. He placed a pillow under Sawyer's body. He touched the tip of his cock against Sawyer's asshole and said, "I'm going to push my cockhead inside and stop, Bud. Your ass needs to get used to my cock." He slowly pushed his dick through the boy's entrance. Sawyer cried out, and Barry pulled back out.
"I'm sorry. It just hurt like hell."
Barry kissed one of the boy's ass cheeks. "First time can be rough."
"Try again," Sawyer sighed. "I'll know what to expect this time."
Barry touched the boy's entrance and said, "Sawyer, push your body like you're taking a dump. That will help you take my cock."
Barry pushed his cockhead in again and stopped. "Any pain?"
"A little, but nothing like before."
Barry held perfectly still for a good minute. Then he pushed his dick in a little further and stopped. Sawyer's ass was tight. A foreign object was intruding, and the muscles were objecting. "How is it now?"
"Different. It's a strange feeling – not sure what I was expecting."
"I know it's hard, but try and relax. That will make it easier for you."
Barry pushed in a little deeper. "You have half of my dick in your ass, Sawyer."
Barry looked down at his cock. He hated that his roommate was in so much pain, and he was tempted to pull out. He and Sawyer could jack off together. If he wasn't so concerned about inflicting pain on the boy, Barry would have just pushed all the way inside. Instead, he remained still and concentrated on Sawyer's engorged ass lips.
"It's better now. You can go deeper."
Making very short moves, it took him a couple of minutes longer before he bottomed out. When he did, Sawyer cried out.
"Am I hurting you, Bud?"
"No, but it feels really different. Feels good, but I think I'm going to pee."
"It's because my dick is touching your prostate. You're not going to pee. Bud, you've taken all of my cock up your ass."
"I thought I could feel your bush against me."
Barry's cock was telling him to push hard and deep, but his brain reminded him it was Sawyer's first time to be fucked. He slowly pulled back and then pushed back in.
Sawyer took a deep breath. "It's not hurting now as much. Try and go a little faster."
Barry picked up his pace and began a gentle fucking movement. "God, your ass feels incredible. It's so fucking tight, Bud." Barry loved watching his wiry pubes grinding against the boy's ass. He began fucking faster, and each time he bottomed out in Sawyer's slippery ass, Barry felt his heavy cum-filled balls slam against the boy's body. Sawyer began moaning, but Barry could tell it was a moan of pleasure rather than pain. He continued fucking the boy hard, and suddenly he felt a warning rumble in his balls. Barry knew he was close to shooting his load.
"Close," he warned.
"Cum on my chest," Sawyer groaned.
Barry slid out of the boy's slippery ass, and Sawyer quickly fell to the bed on his back. Barry removed the condom and tossed it to the floor. Positioning his body between Sawyer's legs, he started jacking his cock. His strokes were short, but fast, and soon Barry felt the first intense waved of orgasm force its way through his body. The first jet of cum fired out and landed between Sawyer's nipples, followed by several more strong spurts.
Sawyer scooped some of his roommate's cream up with his hand and started stroking his cock. Once Barry had pulled out of his ass, Sawyer's dick had gotten hard immediately. Using cum as lube, it felt fantastic to his dick, and it wasn't long until he was firing ropes of cum on Barry's furry chest.
When he saw that Sawyer was through cumming, Barry placed a hand on the boy's sticky chest. He smiled and asked, "Are you sorry that you asked me to fuck you?"
Sawyer grinned. "Hell, no. At first it was painful. Honestly, it was the worst pain I've ever felt. But," he pulled Barry to his cum-splattered chest, "so fucking worth it."
Barry kissed the boy lightly on the mouth. I'm glad that you enjoyed it, Bud."
"Oh, I liked it alright. So much in fact that it's going to be on the table from now on."
Barry laughed. "I think I know someone who can make that possible."
They snuggled for a while, and when Barry saw his roommate getting sleepy, he said, "Don't go to sleep on me, Sawyer. We need to shower first. If we don't we'll be stuck together in morning."
Sawyer yawned. "I'm too sleepy. I don't mind being stuck on you."
Barry pulled his roommate off the bed with him. "You say that now, but in the morning you'll think differently. Come on, let's get my spunk washed off you."
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Rob, the counselor, finished with his traditional Sunday morning speech and told the residents that the Founder had some information to pass along to them.
Chad stood before the group and smiled. "I wanted to tell all of you that Michael Grimes' tour of the dormitory went well Friday afternoon. I want to thank the staff and students for making his visit a success. Mr. Grimes reminded me that some materials will be arriving in a couple of weeks that will be needed for the dorm renovation.
"One last thing, and I'll let you go. I know everyone is ready to get on with their day. This is for you students. I know that you have one more week of review before you begin your end of year exams. I'm proud of you guys, and I know that you're going to do really well. I've been talking with your teachers, and they assure me everything is going well. They praise each and every one of you." Chad looked around the room and smiled. "I am very proud of you guys. That being said, go enjoy your day."
Bren and Tom were leaving the cafeteria when they were joined by Barry and Sawyer. As they walked in a line of four along the street, Barry asked if he and Sawyer could talk to them about something.
"I'm all ears," Bren.
Barry looked at Sawyer and then back at the teachers. "We would really like to speak to you guys in private."
Tom grinned. "We've told you that our door is always opened for you guys. We can talk there."
Once the students were inside their apartment, Bren told them to have a seat on the sofa. Tom fell down in the big chair in the corner of the room, and Bren returned with a chair from the kitchen table. "Sorry, guys, but we're out of Cokes. I need to make a run to the supermarket." He placed the chair next to Tom and sat down.
"What's on your mind?" Tom asked.
Barry and Sawyer looked at each other. Sawyer shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll tell them." He turned his attention back to the teachers. "Barry and I, we – we – well, we did it." Sawyer became quiet and focused his eyes on the floor.
Bren looked at Barry, but asked Sawyer, "Done it? What have you done?" He had a pretty good idea where this was leading.
When both students remained silent, Tom leaned forward in his chair and smiled. "Sawyer, are you trying to tell us that the two of you fucked?"
Sawyer gave a slight head nod and kept his eyes aimed at the floor.
Bren looked at Barry, and the look he gave the student told Barry he needed to explain.
"I did fuck him," Barry said softly.
Sawyer suddenly looked directly at Bren. "I begged him to – fuck me. I wanted him to – you know, - do it to me."
Bren felt his body relax. He smiled at Sawyer and said, "Sawyer, it's alright to say `fuck' in front of us. However, I need to ask you something. Do you realize that this is a very big step you have taken?"
"Barry talked to me about it. He told me that once it was done, nothing could take it away. I told him I have been thinking about it for some time, and that I knew I could trust him not to hurt me."
Barry smiled. "He did beg."
Tom grinned. "How long did you make him wait, Barry?"
"Is Barry in trouble? He's not to blame. I am." Sawyer was suddenly afraid.
Bren got up and walked over to Sawyer. He put a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Sawyer, no one is blaming you or Barry. The concern Tom and I have is that you are okay with what happened."
Sawyer slid off the sofa and gave Bren a hug. "I'm so glad you're not mad at Barry. I wanted it to happen."
Bren hugged the student and felt Sawyer's cock twitching between them. He gave the boy another hug and stepped back. "Sawyer, if you're happy, then Tom and I are happy as well."
"Oh, I am."
"Remember, Sawyer, you've taken a giant leap here," Bren reminded the boy. What you've done requires a person to be really responsible."
"That's what Barry said. I'm only going to do it – fuck Barry."
Tom joined Bren and said, "You may believe now that it will only be Barry that fucks you. Yes, I said the `F' word. Just remember the condom rule. That's not for just your protection, but for everyone else, too."
Bren motioned Barry to stand. He hugged the student close and whispered, "Thank you, Barry. I can't think of a better person to teach Sawyer how to –"
"Fuck," Sawyer said finishing his teacher's sentence.
Tom laughed. "I couldn't have said it better myself."
"I really do appreciate what you have done," Bren told Barry.
Barry pulled Bren closer and rubbed his growing cock through the man's black pubes. "I was actually afraid of what you might say. I'm so glad that you weren't pissed off."
"Never." Bren kissed the student lightly on the mouth.
"Come here, you," Bren told Sawyer. "I'm very proud of you." He felt the boy's hard cock pressed between them. Bren stepped back and looked down at Sawyer's crotch. "Looks to me like it might be time for Barry to give you another lesson."
Barry and Sawyer walked out into the hall, and Bren closed the door behind them. He saw Tom's hard cock swinging out from his hairy pubes. "I think you need a place to put that."
Tom grinned. "If that's an invitation to fuck your ass, then hell yeah! Game on!"