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Chapter Sixty-Nine
Rob tapped on Parker's door. "Did you want to see me?"
The social worker was sitting at his desk. He got up and greeted the counselor. Parker hugged his visitor and felt Rob' cock twitch. The social worker stepped back and looked down and saw Rob's dick filling out. He smiled and said, "As much as I would love for us to fuck, we need to have a talk."
There were two chairs in front of Parker's desk. Rob sat down in one, and Parker returned to the chair behind his desk. There was a manila folder in front of him, and he flipped it open. "You may remember that we're getting two new students June first. I want to share some information about them with you."
"Marc Wilson is sixteen. He comes from a very religious home life. His parents believe their son is possessed by a demon. They attend a church that believes in praying the bad out'. They forced Marc to go before the church and had the pastor and church Elders pray a demand for the demon to leave their son's body. Needless to say, Marc is really bitter toward religion. Not just religion, but in his feelings toward his parents as well. I guess one night the boy slipped out of the house with a can of spray paint and painted the work hypocrite' on one of the outside church walls. When Marc's dad was told about the incident, he accused his son of doing it. The two ended up pushing and shoving each other, and Marc fell to the floor. He hit his head on one corner of a coffee table and had to be taken to the Emergency Room to have stitches."
"It just so happened that Doctor Tim Wilson was on duty. Evidently when Tim examined Marc he felt something wasn't quite right. He talked with Marc alone, and the boy told him what had taken place. Tim called Marshall Compton and asked the judge to come down to the Emergency Room. The long and short of the matter is this: Marshall visited with the boy's parents. Marc's dad told the judge to butt out of his family's business. When Marshall told the man he could be charged with child abuse Marc's father finally agreed to sign guardianship of his son over to the court. Marshall made a quick call and found a temporary place for the boy to live."
"What about Marc's mother?" Rob asked. Did she have nothing to say?"
Parker picked up his notes and studied them. "According to Tim's report she had nothing to say. Perhaps she realized her son would be safer away from their home." Parker sighed. "And that's Marc's story."
Rob shook his head. "You know, Parker, I can identify with this boy's story. You may or may not know, but my father is a minister. When he found out that I was gay, he refused to believe it wasn't by choice. According to my father, there are always choices. Whether we choose the right or wrong one is totally up to us."
"I am so sorry, Rob. Yes, I remember you telling me your story when I first arrived here. I'm always amazed how ignorant that some very educated people can be. Oh, by the way, Chad will go to court June first, and Marc's parents will sign guardianship over to him."
"I will make a note on my calendar," Rob said. "I'm afraid it's going to be a rough road for the boy. Perhaps for us as well."
"I'm afraid that I have to agree with you." Parker pulled another sheet of paper from the folder. "Jackson Davis will also be arriving on June first. He prefers to be called Jack. Jack is sixteen and comes from a similar background as Marc. His mother died last year, and the day after her funeral, he confessed to his father that he was gay. Jack's father, like so many other people, feels his son chose to be `that way'. He made an appointment with their family doctor to see if there was something that could be done to cure his son. Fortunately for Jack, the doctor was Tim Wilson.
"Tim told Jack's father that he understood the confusion he must be feeling after hearing his son's confession. However, when he told the man that he believed it wasn't a choice that his son was making, dad refused to believe him. He asked Tim if there was a place where he could take his son for help. End result, Tim told the man about the Community and assured him that Jack would get the help he needed. Marshall will be awarding custody of Jack to Chad the same morning as Marc."
"The problems we had when Ben and Sawyer first arrived seem trivial compared to these guys," Rob remarked.
Parker closed the folder and stood up. "I have to agree with you. It's not going to be easy, but I know that we'll have plenty of help. I'm going to meet with Bren and Tom one day this coming week and fill them in. Hopefully the summer break will allow both teachers to gain the new students' trust."
Parker walked around the desk and placed a hand on the counselor's shoulder. "I have a bottle of red wine chilling in the fridge. Would you like a glass? The wine is excellent."
Rob stood up and grinned. "I would like that very much. Who knows? Perhaps we'll share more than a glass of wine."
"You've read my mind."
Parker turned the light out and locked his office door. His apartment was next door, and he invited Rob inside. Closing the door behind them, Parker pulled the counselor to him. "I've missed spending time with you, Rob."
"Same here." Rob ran his hands down the social worker's hairy back. He stopped when he came to Parker's hairy ass cheeks.
Parker kissed the counselor and stepped back. He looked at Rob's growing cock and then down at his crotch. His dick was chubbing up as well. He laughed. "Have a seat, and I'll pour the wine."
Rob sat down on the couch, and Parker returned with two glasses of wine. He handed the counselor one. "I think you will really like this."
"Thanks. Red wine is my favorite." Rob took a sip and said, "This is delicious."
"It's a sweet wine." Parker took a drink and said, "I know it's full of sugar, but if I'm going to drink wine, I'm going to drink one that I enjoy."
"I agree with you. This is sweet, but it's very good."
Parker drained his glass and sat it on the table next to the couch. He placed a hand on Rob's hairy chest. "Has anyone ever told you that you have a sexy body?"
Rob smiled and shook his head. "Me sexy? No way, man." He let his eyes travel down Parker's hairy front. "You're the sexy one here."
Parker took the empty glass from the counselor and placed it on the table beside his. "Would you like more wine?"
Rob grinned and wrapped his fingers around Parker's dick. "More wine would be nice, but I would much rather feel this in my ass."
Parker slid off the couch and pulled Rob with him. "I can do that. Follow me, please."
He led the counselor into his bedroom, and pushed the man down on the bed. Parker fell between the man's legs and rested his body against Rob's hairy front. "I have a confession to make."
Rob grinned. "I am the counselor. You can tell me anything. I'm really good at keeping confidences."
"Earlier when we were talking in my office, all I could think of was being in bed with you."
"Really? I had no idea."
Parker gave one of Rob's nipples a twist. "I can be professional when the need arises."
Rob reached between them and touched the social worker's cock. "I think your dick has a need."
"Yeah, to slide inside your hairy hole."
Parker took one of the counselor's furry nips between his lips and sucked it inside his mouth. When he felt it getting hard, he let it go and began teasing it with his tongue. He made a wet circle in the course brown hair growing around it, teasing the man's tit. Parker turned his attention to the other nip, and he soon had it standing erect and pointing up as well.
Parker ran his tongue slowly down Rob's body. When he reached Rob's navel, he kissed it and pushed his tongue against the indention. The action created a circle of wetness in the hair around it. Parker continued his downward journey, and suddenly his nose was planted in the middle of the counselor's brown bush. When he felt the hard shaft of Rob's cock pressed against the side of his face, Parker paused and breathed in the man's intoxicating scent. Thick tangled curls tickled his cheeks. When he reached Rob's furry nut sac, Parker licked each ball until a heavy coat of saliva had the hairs matted to the counselor's skin. Then he tongued his way down to Rob's hairy hole and began getting it ready for his cock.
When Rob felt his entrance getting wet, he moaned. Parker's actions were making him ache with desire. He wanted the social worker's dick inside him. "Fuck me, Parker."
Parker slowly pushed a finger in the counselor's ass. "All in good time," he said. He began moving his finger back and forth, and when he felt Rob's ass relaxing, he added a second digit. By the time he had worked three fingers inside, Parker felt the man's ass relax completely against him. He knew that Rob was ready to be fucked.
Parker leaned over to the bedside table and returned with lube and a condom. He tore the foiled package opened and pulled the rubber out. He unrolled it down his dick and reached for the lube. He squeezed some out into his hand and began working it inside Rob's ass.
Rob moaned and pushed against Parker's finger, driving it deeper inside his ass. "Oh, fuck," he groaned.
Parker covered his dick with gel and gave the bottle a toss. He leaned down and placed the tip of his cock against Rob's slippery hole. He pushed his thick mushroomed head in and stopped. He felt the counselor's body shudder. Parker smiled and watched as his cock slowly disappeared inside Rob's slippery ass. His thick black pubes were suddenly pressed tightly against the counselor's flesh.
"Jesus!" Rob cried out.
Parker leaned down and sucked one of Rob's nipples inside his mouth. He began sliding his cock back and forth between the man's slippery ass walls.
"Fuck me, Parker." Rob took hold of his dick and slowly stroked it.
Parker's cock went deeper each time he pushed in. When he tapped Rob's prostate, the counselor groaned. "God, yes, Parker. Your dick feels so damned good in my ass."
Parker placed a hand on Rob's chest and moved it up to one of the man's hairy nipples. He gave it a twist and felt the counselor's cock twitch underneath his arm. He gave the nipple another twist, harder this time.
"Keep that up, and you're going to make me cum," Rob warned.
Parker began driving his cock harder and abused Rob's love nut. He watched the pre cum leak out of Rob's dick and string its way down into the counselor's wiry pubes. The harder he fucked, the faster Rob jacked his dick. It wasn't long before Parker warned, "Getting close."
Rob jacked his dick with one hand and played in his chest hair with the other one. "Me, too. Pull out and shoot on my chest when you're ready to cum."
Parker pulled out and tugged the rubber off his cock. He leaned over and began stroking over Rob.
Watching the social worker jacking his hairy cock above him pushed Rob over the edge. His balls tingled, and he felt the first intense wave of orgasm travel through his body. "Fuck!" he cried out. The first rope of cream jetted out of his cock and landed on his hairy chest.
The sight of Rob cumming was too much for Parker. He felt his dick shudder between his fingers as it fired the first spurt of his man cream out onto Rob's furry stomach. "God! Fuck!" Parker's body shook as his cock sprayed the counselor's hairy body with his cum. He watched Rob's cum make a thick trail down the man's hairy chest and meet up with his own spunk.
When Parker's cock had stopped shooting cum, he leaned down and rested his body against the counselor's sticky fur. "I've missed spending time with you, Rob."
Rob kissed him. "So have I. We need to correct that situation."
Parker grinned. "We can always add `fucking' to our calendar."
"We could." Rob placed his arms on Parker's back and pulled the man into a hug. "We could write FP' and FR' on our calendars."
Parker pretended to think the situation over in his mind. "Fuck Parker" and "Fuck Rob'?"
Rob laughed. "Makes damned good sense to me."
Parker smiled and said, "I have another great idea."
"I'm listening."
"I think you should spend the night here with me." Parker reached between them and took hold of the counselor's softening cock. "I think this needs to find its way up my ass."
"Ya think?"
Parker rubbed his chest through the cum-filled hair on Rob's stomach. "I do."
"I have an idea as well."
"And what might that be, my dear counselor?"
"I suggest a quick shower and a trip to the cafeteria for some food. If I'm going to spend the night fucking you, I need to refuel my body."
Parker got off the bed and pulled Rob with him. "Hit the shower then, and let's go eat. If I think too long about you fucking me, I'm afraid I won't let you go eat."
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When Bren and Tom walked out of the cafeteria Sunday evening, the weather was nice, and they decided to take a walk. The May weather had been unseasonably warm, making the evenings quite pleasant. At the moment they were the only two walking along the street, and they enjoyed their quiet surroundings.
Bren ran an arm through Tom's and said, "I am still shocked by Chance's news."
"Are you happy that you're going to have your brother living here?"
"I am. At least I think that I am," Bren answered.
Tom raised his eyebrows. "You think? You're not certain?"
"It's just so damned much to take in, Tom." Bren stopped and asked, "You weren't surprised?"
Tom shook his head. "Not really."
"Why?"
"Just a feeling I had," Tom admitted.
They began walking once more. "He's my brother, and I had no idea," Bren said. "What did you see that I didn't?"
"I'm not sure. "Perhaps it was the way Chance showed his curiosity. I could tell that he was honestly interested in our lives. The night we met him in the restaurant, your brother came across to me as just making small talk and pretending to be interested in the Community. When he visited our apartment that first time, I felt that Chance was searching for some answers. He wasn't just making conversation this time."
"You asked me if I was happy that my brother was moving to the Community. If I'm completely honest, I am, but I'm also a little concerned."
"What is it about Chance's arrival that concerns you?"
Bren looked at Tom's body and then down at his own. "God, Tom, when Chance moves in, I'm going to continually see him naked. Surely you have to admit that's going to be awkward."
"I don't see why it should be. Chance just wants to live a life that makes him happy, same as you and I do."
"I can understand that. Still – "
When Bren paused, Tom suggested, "Why don't you have a talk with Barry? He and Jon are brothers, and they don't seem to have a problem being around each other naked."
Bren took a moment to think about Tom's suggestion. "I might just do that. That's actually a great idea."
"I do have them from time to time. I have another idea. Actually, it's a thought. I think that your brother is fucking hot. His body looks exactly like his brother's. He has the same pattern of hair on his chest and stomach, and his pubes are just as thick and black, too." Tom eyed his partner's dick and grinned. "And his dick is just as exciting to look at as his brother's."
"My brother's body excites you?"
"Fuck, yeah, it does. Does it you?"
Bren shook his head. "I've never thought of Chance in that way."
"Would you enjoy watching him having sex with another guy?"
"I don't know." Bren sighed. "I'm still trying to wrap my head around everything that I've learned today."
"What if the other guy was me? You always tell me that I'm hot."
When Bren became quiet, Tom said, "Hang on, Babe. You know I would never do anything to hurt you. I was only teasing you."
"Are you sure?"
Tom grinned and tried to lighten up the conversation. "I was. Well, mostly," he added.
"I could be wrong but I really can't see my brother immediately jumping into having sex. Chance has never done anything in his life without thinking it through. I don't know if you noticed, but even ordering food, he thinks about everything on the menu before deciding what he wants to eat."
"I did notice that."
As they entered the dorm, Bren said, "I think I'm going to take your suggestion and have a talk with Barry."
Tom looked down the hall. "Now?"
"I think so. Would you do me a favor? Would you go down and invite them both to come to our apartment? I'll go in and pop some bags of popcorn."
"You want Sawyer to come, too?"
"I think so. It would be impolite not to ask them both. Barry is very mature emotionally for his age, and I believe Sawyer is, too."
Tom gave his partner a quick kiss. "Alright, go pop your corn, and I'll go drag our two guests down to the apartment."
Bren was putting a third bag of popcorn in the microwave when Tom returned with their two guests. While the corn was popping, he walked into the living area and greeted them. "Hey, guys." He hugged Barry first and then Sawyer.
"Tom said you had something to ask me," Barry greeted.
"I do, but first, how about something to drink? We have plenty of Cokes."
"Popcorn smells good," Sawyer said sniffing the air.
"There's a large bowl for you and Barry to share," Bren told him. "I'll grab the Cokes and Sawyer, you can get the popcorn."
The microwave timer went off, and Bren retuned to the kitchen to put the last bag in.
"Have a seat," Tom invited. He gestured at the sofa and walked over to the kitchen table. He returned with a chair and placed it next to the one in the corner of the room and sat down.
"I love popcorn," Sawyer declared scooping up a handful from the bowl.
When Bren returned with the bowl he was going to share with Tom, he sat down in the big chair. "I thought the two of you would enjoy eating popcorn."
"It's good," Barry said. He took a drink of his Coke and asked, "So what is it you would like to ask me, Bren?"
When Bren didn't answer, Tom asked, "Would you like for Sawyer and I to go into the bedroom and close the door? It would give you some privacy."
Bren shook his head. "No, there's no need for that." Bren took a drink of his Coke. "Barry, I would like to ask you something. It's personal, and if you'd rather not answer, I'll understand."
Barry looked from one teacher to the other and shook his head. "I'm sitting here in your living room naked and eating popcorn. It can't get more personal than that."
"How did you feel when your brother moved here?"
"Excuse me?"
"How did you feel about Jon coming here to live?"
"Relieved," Barry answered. "I knew how my father was. He was a cruel son of a bitch, and I honestly feared for my brother's life."
Tom placed a hand on Bren's knee. "I can start the ball rolling if you want me to."
At Bren's nod, Tom said, "What Bren wants to discuss with you is very personal and extremely private." He looked from Barry to Sawyer and asked, "Do we have your word that you will keep what we tell you to yourselves?"
"Of course," Barry assured him, and Sawyer nodded in agreement.
Tom continued, "What we're going to tell you will soon be public information, but for now, it must be kept under wraps." He gave Bren a smile and said, "Bren's brother, Chance, will be moving to the Community soon."
Barry's eyes grew big. "No shit?"
"That's right," Bren said. "That's why I was asking about you and Jon. How did the Community's way of life affect the two of you?"
"In other words, how did you feel about being naked around your brother constantly?" Tom asked when Barry didn't answer Bren's question.
"It was hard at first," Barry admitted. "More so on Jon than me, I think. I was already used to the way we live here, but to Jon, it was all new."
"I know that he was really uncomfortable at first," Bren said.
Barry nodded. "He was." He looked at Sawyer and said, "When Jon first arrived here, I stayed with him in his room. The Founder thought it might make it easier for my brother to adjust."
"Is your brother gay?" Sawyer asked. He had remained quiet up until now.
"Much to my surprise, he is," Bren replied.
"You didn't know?"
"No, I didn't, Barry."
Sawyer surprised everyone in the room when he asked, "Are you afraid to let your brother see you naked?"
Tom sighed. "Finally, we're getting to the main reason for our talk."
"Well, are you?" Barry asked when Bren didn't reply.
Bren shook his head. "I'm not sure how I feel."
Barry leaned forward on the sofa. "Bren, have you had time to think about how your brother feels? Think about all of the changes he's going to be making. You've had almost a year to fit in here. When your brother arrives, this life is going to be really strange to him."
Tom asked, "So seeing your brother naked doesn't bother you?"
Barry shook his head. "Not at all. Do you want to know what Jon's main concern was about being naked all of the time? He was afraid he would get a hardon and someone would see it. That's not what concerns you is it, Bren?"
Bren shrugged his shoulders. "It's just the whole nine yards, I think."
Sawyer looked at his teacher. "Yards? What the hell is a yard?"
The younger student's words seemed to lighten up the mood in the room, and Tom grinned. "Nine yards is just one way of looping several small problems into one big one." He looked at Bren and grinned. "You are the math teacher. Haven't you talked to your class about yard measurements yet?"
"Back to your question," Barry said leaning back into the sofa, "Jon and I really didn't have a problem being naked in our room. Jon was okay with being naked in front of me. As for your brother, just be patient with him. He's taken the first big step by admitting to you that he's gay. That had to be hard for him."
Sawyer punched his roommate on the shoulder. "Tell Bren one of the things that you did to help your brother."
Barry gave the boy a puzzled look. "What did I do? Oh. That." He looked at Bren and said, "I told you about the conversation Jon and I had about getting hard in front of someone. Well, for some reason, the topic of jacking off came up. My brother asked me if I jacked off."
"Of course you told him that you didn't," Tom teased.
"I was honest with him. I told him that every guy here did it."
Sawyer laughed. "Long and short story, they jacked off together."
"So you see, Bren, when Chance arrives, the two of you need to stroke out a load together," Tom teased.
"All teasing aside, Bren," Barry said, "the best thing for you to do is just be there for your brother. If you think you have questions, think about Chance and what he must be feeling."
Bren smiled. "You've all given me a lot to think about, and I really appreciate your input." He stood to his feet. "Now, how about another Coke?"
Another hour passed, along with the popcorn, before Barry and Sawyer returned to their room. When Barry hugged Bren and told him goodnight, he said, "Just promise not to over think this, Bren. I know it's going to be different having your brother living here. I'm actually looking forward to meeting him. If he's as nice as you, I'm going to enjoy knowing him." He pulled Bren close and asked, "Does he hug as well as you do?"
Tom had been hugging Sawyer. He stepped back and pulled Barry to him. His furry crotch pressed hard into Barry's pubic area. "I can tell you from experience that he does. Chance is going to fit in quite well when it comes to giving out hugs." He felt Barry's cock twitch between them.
"I can't wait to welcome him to the Community." When he stepped back, Barry was about halfway hard. Tom was chubbing up as well.
As they were leaving the apartment, Barry said, "Remember to tell Chance that a hard dick is the best compliment he can give another guy."
Bren smiled. "Thanks, guys. I appreciate everything that you said this evening."
"Just remember," Tom reminded, "that what we've discussed this evening is confidential."
"We understand," Barry said and followed his roommate down the hall to their room.
When the door closed behind their visitors, Tom said, "Speaking of Chance, it will be interesting to see how he does handle seeing all these hot guys in the buff."
"I'm a little curious myself."
"Just a little curious? Bren, the man's fucking hot. Just like his brother."
"Damn, you're getting hard thinking about my brother."
"Maybe a little," Tom admitted. "Mostly, it's from looking at your hot body."
Bren dropped to his knees and took hold of the man's cock. His touch caused Tom to get hard. He ran his tongue from the tip all the way down the underneath side of Tom's dick. When he came to the hairy base, he slowly tongued his way back up. When he reached the head, he sucked it between his lips.
Tom groaned. "Oh, God!"
Bren sucked the head in and slowly worked his way down Tom's hairy shaft. When he reached the base once more, he paused and breathed deeply through his nose. Then he slowly worked his lips back to the tip and let the head fall from his mouth.
Tom groaned.
Bren planted kisses all through Tom's thick brown bush, and slowly getting to his feet, he began kissing up the man's furry body. When he reached Tom's hairy nipples, Bren began teasing them with his tongue.
"Fuck," Tom moaned. "Let's take this to the bed. I need to slide inside your ass, Babe. Get on your hands and knees."
Bren got on the bed and watched Tom grab the bottle of lube off the bedside table. He shivered with desire at the thought of feeling his lover's cock buried in his ass. The bed moved as Tom moved in behind him.
Bren felt a finger slowly moving along his hairy ass crack and groaned. When the same finger began circling his furry asshole, Bren's dick shot out a string of pre cum.
Tom replaced the finger with his tongue, and two more drops of pre cum slipped over the edge of Bren's cock and stretched down to his wiry pubes. Balancing his body with one hand, he stroked his cock a few times.
Tom continued teasing his lover's hairy entrance with his tongue until the black hair around it was wet and clinging to Bren's flesh. His tongue pushed in and out of the man's hole getting it ready for his dick.
Bren's body shook when he felt Tom push a finger back inside him. The attention he was getting was filling Bren with a strong desire to feel Tom's hairy cock pushed all the way inside him. "Fuck me, Tom. I need to feel you in my ass."
When he felt Tom pushing lube inside him, Bren focused on making his body relax. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out. When he felt the tip of Tom's cock pressed against his asshole, he pushed back. The head slipped inside.
"Jesus! Shit!" Bren pushed back further, and in one movement, Tom was buried balls deep inside his lover's slippery ass. Bren could feel the man's bush pressed tightly against him.
Tom began fucking his partner, and the pace he was going was enjoyable for them both. Suddenly, to Bren's surprise, he pulled out and fell to the bed on his back. "Face me and sit on my dick."
Bren's ass felt empty, and he didn't like the feeling. He quickly straddled Tom and let the man line his cock up with Bren's asshole. When he felt the tip slip inside, Bren relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of having a cock back inside him. He moaned. "Fuck!" His ass was resting against Tom's pubes, and he loved the feeling they gave his skin. Using his legs to support his weight, Bren bounced up and down on Tom's dick. The action caused his dick to slam hard against his lower stomach. He began stroking, matching his movements to those of Tom's.
Tom fucked.
Bren jacked.
Tom fucked hard.
Bren jacked his cock just as hard.
Bren suddenly felt the familiar tingle in his balls, and his dick twitched between his fingers. "Getting close," he warned.
Between thrusts, Tom said, "Shoot on my face, baby!"
Bren jacked hard, and he felt the first wave of pleasure began traveling through his body. "Shit!" he cried out. He watched the first jet of cream shoot out and land on Tom's cheek and each stroking motion he made caused another heavy rope to fire out onto his lover's face. "Fuck!" His balls were finally drained of their thick juice, leaving Tom's face covered in white creamy sauce.
"Get on your back," Tom said. "I want to look in your eyes when I cum."
Bren raised his body, and Tom's dick slipped out of his slippery asshole. He fell on his back and spread his legs.
Tom crawled between them and pushed his dick back inside his lover's wet warm asshole. Once his bush was pressed tightly into Bren's flesh, Tom leaned down and kissed his lover. He watched Bren suck some of his own cum off his cheek. Then he focused on fucking Bren's ass, pounding and slamming into his partner's body. Tom's bush ground into his lover's balls as he fucked the man hard. It wasn't long before he cried out, "Going to cum, Babe!"
"Fill my ass with your cum!" Bren put a hand on each of Tom's ass cheeks and pushed his lover harder into his body.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Tom felt his cock shudder and fire the first jet of cream up his lover's ass. "Oh. My. God!"
When Tom's dick had stopped erupting cum, he rested his body on Bren's chest. "You have the best ass."
Bren slapped his ass playfully. "I bet you tell that to everyone you fuck."
Tom kissed him and said, "Then you'd be wrong. Your ass is special."
"I think discussing my brother's body got you really excited. That's why you gave me such a hard fucking."
"You think? He does have a fucking hot body. Of course, it's not nearly as hot as his brother's."
Bren grinned. "Good save, Babe."
Tom kissed him again. "Yeah, well, I wasn't born yesterday."
"Maybe not, but I felt your dick twitch when I mentioned Chance just now."
"It was hugging you to me."
Bren laughed. "Damn, you always know the right thing to say, don't you. "Roll off me. We need to hit the shower before going to sleep."
"Only if I can fuck you first thing in the morning."
Bren got off the bed and pulled Tom with him. "We'll see about that in the morning."
"Or perhaps during the night?"
"Perhaps. We'll have to wait and see."
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Cole sat at his desk with a book opened in front of him. His eyes were staring at the page, but the words weren't registering in his brain. His first class final was the next morning, and he had spent most of the weekend studying.
"Cole?"
"Yeah?" He looked at his roommate.
Ben smiled. "I think you're ready for tomorrow. You've had your head in a book most of this weekend. Take a break. Rest your eyes and your brain."
Cole closed his book. "You may be right. The words were beginning to run together."
Ben closed his math book and pushed his chair away from his desk. "You need to relax, and I have an idea how you might accomplish that."
Cole rubbed the back of his neck and said, "I'm listening."
Ben stood to his feet. "Stand up and follow me."
When they were standing beside Cole's bed, Ben said, "Lie down on your stomach."
"Seriously?"
Ben nodded. "Just do it."
Cole fell to the bed and waited to see what Ben would do next. He felt his bed move, and when he turned his head, he saw his roommate straddling his legs. "What the hell are you doing, Ben?"
Ben lowered his body until he was sitting on the back of his roommate's thighs. He began massaging Cole's shoulders and said, "Damn, you're tight. Try and relax."
Ben concentrated on his roommate's neck and shoulders for a time and then began gradually moving his hands down Cole's back. "Have you looked at your back in the mirror lately?"
"Not exactly an easy thing to do."
"Your back's getting hairier." Ben ran his fingers through the brown fur that covered Cole's back, ass and legs. Ben took a moment to massage his roommate's ass cheeks and then worked his fingers slowly back up to Cole's shoulders. He could feel them loosening up. "I believe that you're beginning to relax some."
"I might be able to relax more if you'd pull your dick out of my ass crack."
"I was hoping you wouldn't notice that."
Cole turned his head and grinned. "You didn't think I could feel something long and hard sliding along my crack?"
"In my defense it wasn't hard at first."
Cole suddenly rolled over on his back causing Ben to land on the bed beside him. He grinned and put his hands behind his head. His cock was hard. "You were supposed to relax me. Instead, you've created more tension for me."
"I can relieve that tension."
"So you say." Cole ran his fingers through his mop of brown pubes and touched his dickhead. "Are you going to jack me off?"
"Not exactly. No, I'm not. I want to try something new."
Cole grinned. "I'm listening."
"I want you to show me how to do a sixty-nine."
"Are you sure that you want to do that?"
Ben leaned down and pressed his mouth against the head of Cole's cock. "I'm sure." He raised back up.
Cole turned over on his side and scooted to the edge of his bed. He told Ben to get on his side with his head at Cole's feet. "Make sure that your teeth don't bite or rub my dick. Teeth can ruin the mood. Let me show you."
Ben's dick was already leaking pre cum as Cole took hold of it. He licked the head of Ben's cock and sucked off the slippery nectar his roommate was producing. Then he ran his tongue along the underneath side of the boy's dick. When he reached Ben's hairy root, he tongued his way around the base, leaving a wet trail behind in the mass of brown hair. He saw more pre cum push out of Ben's dick.
Ben groaned. "Fuck!"
Cole ran his tongue up one side of Ben's cock and when he reached the slippery head, he placed his lips around it. Once he had Ben's cockhead inside his mouth, he began sucking it gently. The boy fed him some more pre cum, and Cole eagerly swallowed Ben's natural lube. As he took more cock inside his mouth, Cole saw that his roommate was getting more turned on. He made a few trips up and down Ben's dick before he pulled completely off.
"There you have it, Ben. Any questions before you start your assignment?"
Ben licked the head of his roommate's dick and grinned. "I think I understand. I'll ask if I have any questions."
Ben began sucking his roommate's dick, and Cole realized that the boy had indeed been paying close attention to what his "teacher" was telling him. While sucking Ben, Cole began playing with the boy's balls. He teased the little brown hairs that covered them and then, while still working Ben's dick with his mouth, he ran a finger down to his roommate's hairy asshole. Cole was surprised at how hairy it was. After all, Ben was only fifteen. He ran a finger through the hairy circle and the action really turned him on. Ben was doing a great job of sucking his cock, and Cole sighed. Damn, the kid's a natural cocksucker. When he felt Ben's finger push past his furry entrance, Cole's balls gave a familiar tingle. He was about to cum. He pulled Ben's cock out of his mouth. "I'm close, Ben. If you don't want to swallow my cum, you can just jack me off."
Ben's only response was to work his mouth faster up and down his roommate's swollen dick. Taking that as permission to continue, Cole took the boy's dick back inside his mouth. He slammed his mouth hard against Ben's brown pubes every time he swallowed the boy's cock.
Ben buried a finger all the way inside Cole's ass.
With a hard cock in his mouth, Cole couldn't warn Ben he was going to cum. He moaned as his dick began shooting inside the boy's mouth. While still firing his spunk, Cole felt his roommate's cock shudder. Suddenly he felt his jaws being covered with Ben's thick white cream. He continued sucking until Ben's balls were empty.
"I want to show you something else," Cole said. He told Ben to turn around and lay beside him.
Once Ben was situated, Cole smiled. "Kiss me, Ben. I want to show you something new."
"We've kissed before."
"Not like this. Just kiss me."
Cole made the first move and touched his lips lightly against Ben's mouth. He began kissing the boy and worked his tongue inside Ben's mouth. The boy followed suit and did the same thing.
Ben suddenly pulled back. "I can taste your cum. Or is it mine?"
Cole laughed and placed a finger next to his roommate's lips. "Both. You fed me some of yours, and I returned the favor with your cum."
Ben sighed. "Damn, I don't know about you, but I'm already getting sleepy."
Cole ruffled the boy's hair. "I must admit, Bud, you were right. I feel much better now. Thank you."
Ben placed a hand on Cole's chest. "About tomorrow. You're going to ace it. Stop stressing about it. You've been studying hard."
Cole smiled. "You know, you're pretty damned smart for a kid."
"The kid's ready to learn something else."
Cole looked into his roommate's eyes. "And what might that be?"
Ben picked up Cole's soft cock. "I want to feel this inside my ass."
Cole became quiet and didn't move.
"You don't want to fuck me?"
"It's not that I don't want to, Ben. You're only fifteen."
"What's your point?"
Cole shook his head. "The point is, I'm eighteen. I'm considered an adult, while you, my friend, at fifteen, you're still considered a minor. I could get into all kind of trouble."
"Do you honestly believe that?"
With a nod, Cole said, "I do because it's true."
"Wouldn't you say it's a bit different here in the Community than in the outside world?"
"I will grant you that. Still, I don't know if we should fuck."
"Will you at least promise to think about it?"
Cole smiled at his roommate and suddenly felt the need to protect the boy. He kissed Ben and said, "I promise. I will think about it. Let's hit the shower. Tomorrow's a big day for both of us."