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Chapter Twelve
On Monday morning Bren received a text from the Founder asking him to send his students into Tom's classroom because he needed for Bren to come to his office.
Bren finished reading his text and said, "Okay, guys, not sure what's taking place, but the Founder wants me to send you next door to Tom's class."
Bren's class consisted of the seventeen year olds, and one of those students, Barry, grinned and asked, "Are you in trouble with the Founder?"
John, another class member asked, "Are you going to get licks?"
"I'm not so sure licks are given any more," Bren replied with a chuckle.
The students followed him next door to Tom's room.
Stopping in the doorway, Bren said, "I'm not sure what's taking place, but the Founder needs to see me in his office."
Tom gave a nod with his head and pointed to his phone on the desk. "I received the same text. When you return, my presence is required as well."
After seeing his students settled at desks, Bren headed for the Founder's building. When he reached Chad's closed office door, he stopped and knocked.
"Come in," Chad called from the other side.
When Bren opened the door and stepped inside Chad's office, he was in for a surprise. The Founder had a visitor sitting in one of the chairs before his desk.
The Founder stood up and walked around the desk. Reaching out his arms, he pulled Bren into them with a tight hug. Stepping back, he introduced his guest.
"Bren, this is Parker Jordan. He's the social worker I was telling you about. Would you please show him the way we greet each other in the Community?"
Bren was expecting the Founder to be nude, but when he discovered the social worker was also naked, he was somewhat surprised. Naked himself, he walked toward the stranger and asked him to stand to his feet.
As the social worker stood up, Bren couldn't help but take in the man's striking body. Parker had lots of black chest hair that spread thickly down his stomach spread out, forming lush bush. Thick black curls spread around the social worker's junk down to the man's furry balls. Parker Jordan did as he was asked. "My name is Brenden Wells, Mr. Jordan. However, everyone calls me `Bren'."
"I'm happy to meet you, Bren. Parker here."
Reaching out with his hands, Bren said, "The way we greet each other here at the Community is with a hug."
Pulling Parker into a tight embrace, Bren couldn't help but admire the man's hairy back. Thick black hair traveled wide spread downward, and reaching his ass, it continued leading the way to the social worker's ankles.
From behind his desk, Chad said, "I feel I must warn you, Parker, that Bren usually chubs up when he gives out hugs."
Pulling back, Parker said, "I don't know whether to be happy or sad. I definitely did not give your teacher wood."
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Bren said, "I don't always chub up to people I don't know. At least not usually," he added.
Bren took a seat beside the Founder's guest.
"I think that will change, Parker," the Founder assured the social worker. "Especially after he finds out that you are joining the Community staff."
With a surprised look on his face, Bren turned and asked and asked the man, "Is this true?"
Parker gave a nod and said, "It's true. Chad and Tim ganged up on me, along with Judge Compton. Between the three of them, I was pretty easily convinced."
Bren leaned over and gave Parker a pat on his shoulder. "Well, let me be one of the first to welcome you to the Community."
Chad gave the two men another moment to get to know each other before he said, "Bren, the reason I asked you to come to my office is because of Parker. He has some questions he wants to ask you about some of the changes that's going to be taking place in the Community." Looking at the social worker, the Founder said, "The floor is yours, Parker."
"Thank you, Founder."
Bren turned in his seat to allow himself to look directly into the social worker's face.
"Bren, after meeting you, I feel certain that you are going to be okay with all of the changes that's going to be taking place. However, I feel I need to discuss them with you. Just to make sure you are on board with everything."
"I'm listening," Bren said.
"Chad tells me that he has visited with you and his other teacher about the upcoming changes concerning students. I know there are several changes that are going to be made in steps. Right now, however, I want to talk with you about the ones concerning students and, if you will, sex education. I understand you have been asked to work with them on the subject. That is correct, right?"
"It is."
"Are you okay with this new assignment? That is to say, are you comfortable with discussing sexual issues with your students?"
"I am," Bren answered. "My main concern was the legality of the matter. However, Chad has assured me from the very beginning that all legal concerns have been addressed, and that we should have no fallout because of it."
"Then if you are comfortable in the matter, I think I don't have any more questions for you."
From behind his desk, Chad said, "That's the main reason I decided to bring Parker on board with us, Bren. With him on the premises he will be privy to the things going on. If he sees that something is getting out of hand, however slight that might be, his job will be to keep us on the straight and narrow. It's such a thin line when sex education is taught by adults to their students."
"Speaking of that, I do have a question or two. First, when does this start? Second, what exactly are we going to be teaching?"
"First, I would like to start next week. That will give you and Tom, working alongside Parker and Rob time to put together a structured course. I am relying on Parker to work with you three. As a team, I trust you completely. Take this week to put things together. Also, I will be giving Parker a few suggestions that I want included. I would like to have an assembly Friday and fill the students in on what will be taking place next week. Parker, do you think this is possible? The time frame, I mean?"
"I believe so. If your other teacher is anything like Bren, I see no problem at all. Will your counselor be as agreeable to work with as I think your teachers are going to be?"
"You will have absolutely no problem with Rob," the Founder hastened to assure his newest staff member.
"Alright then, I feel comfortable in saying we will have everything in place by Friday afternoon at the latest. Bren, what time is your last class of the day over?"
"Three o'clock."
"Would it be possible to meet with you and the other teacher, say three-thirty? If we can have ninety minutes each afternoon, that should be plenty of time to set things into motion."
Bren assured the man it would definitely work for him, and he felt sure Tom would feel the same way.
As Bren stood to leave, the Founder said, "Oh, by the way, Bren, I'm going to put Parker into the empty office next to Rob. There's an apartment next door to it he can move into."
Bren turned and faced the social worker. "As you know, the practice of the Community is to greet and end with a hug. Give me a hug, and I will send Tom in to meet with you."
This time when Bren wrapped his arms around the newest hairy staff member, his dick did chub up considerably. Stepping back he laughed and said, "I think I'm getting used to you now." He reached down and touched his hairy member.
Laughing as well, Parker Jordan said, "That's good. I'm glad you're getting used to me." He also reached down and took his chubbing member in hand.
"I don't apologize," Bren said. "The staff here at the Community is too fucking hot not to get hard."
Bren turned and faced the Founder. While he had been hugging Parker, Chad had walked around his desk. Bren went into the man's arms and hugged him tightly. Before breaking the hug, the two men kissed on the mouth.
When the Founder pulled back, he laughed. "Definitely no longer just a chub I see. Something's poking me in the stomach."
Both men looked down and saw that each of them had a hardon.
Without any embarrassment, Bren turned to Parker and said, "Like I just said, the staff here is too fucking hot. I am not going to apologize when they make me hard."
"And you shouldn't have to," the Founder declared. "This is just a natural state men get into. Hence, the reason I wanted to add the new course to our school. I want to teach our young men how to be not only good adults, but responsible men as well."
Bren left the Founder's office and made his way across campus. As he entered Tom's classroom, the students greeted him with a loud clap of their hands.
"I guess you survived", a student by the name of Keith called out.
"I did," Bren said with a grin. "Your turn," he said addressing Tom.
As Tom headed for the door with a puzzled look on his face, Bren turned and followed the teacher out into the hall. Pulling the man next to the wall, he hugged the teacher to him.
"Wipe that worried look from your face, Tom. The Founder wants to introduce you to the newest staff member. Parker Jordan, a social worker, has joined forces with us. Head on over to Chad's office. He'll explain everything to you."
Bren leaned over and kissed Tom on the mouth, something he quickly realized he shouldn't have done it. The touch of the other teacher caused his dick to grow. Shit, what had he been thinking? he wondered.
Bren slowly counted to ten before he reentered Tom's classroom. His dick had returned mostly to its normal size when not hard, and for that, he was thankful.
As he walked to the front of the room, Bren felt that a few of the students realized what had happened to him while out in the hall. However, they kept their comments to themselves. Picking up in the lesson where Tom had left off, Bren was relieved to feel his cock had grown soft. He wondered how in the hell he was going to teach this new course the Founder wanted him to without getting a hardon. Oh, well, wasn't the Founder constantly reminding them it was alright to get hard? He really hoped that was true now, with this new course being added to their curriculum.
Chapter Thirteen
The Sex Ed committee, consisting of Bren and Tom, along with Parker and Rob, had just finished their second meeting. Things were falling together rather easily, yet the two teachers, Bren and Tom, were beginning to question the wisdom of such a course.
Parker had been chairing the committee. He leaned back in his chair and asked, "Are you becoming uneasy with teaching the course?" he asked them.
Bren shrugged and said, "I'm one hundred per cent in favor of the course. I think it's something the students really can benefit from."
"I agree," Tom chimed in.
"Yet I feel that you both are a bit reluctant. Talk to me, fellows," Parker invited.
Bren leaned forward in his chair. "Okay, I'll jump right in. Just look around the room. All four of us stay consistently hard while we discuss the course. How the fuck are we going to be able to teach it and remain professional?"
Tom echoed his agreement.
Parker gave Rob a look. "What about you, Rob? What are your thoughts on this matter?"
Rob looked down at his hairy body. His fingers made their way through his thick chest hair and came to a stop when he reached his thick wiry pubes. His cock was about three fourths hard.
He grinned. "Bren, if I were teaching this course to the students in this condition, would you not feel I was being professional?"
"I really don't know," Bren admitted. "I know Chad is always telling us it's alright to be hard in plain sight of others. I have no doubt I will get hard while teaching this subject3.
Tom admitted he feared the same thing.
"Go on, Rob," Parker directed the counselor. "Give us your view point."
Rob was silent for a moment. Then he said, "I think once we have the curriculum in place we will feel a little more comfortable with the entire thing. You guys, and I'm talking to you, Bren and Tom, you need to remember this: The first day is going to be one big opened class. The Founder will speak first, followed by me. I will say a few words at the end, stressing the fact that if any student has any concerns, they are welcomed to come see me.
"I don't know if Parker plans on saying anything," Rob continued You're welcomed to add anything you think should be said," Rob assured the social worker.
"After the first big class, Bren, you and Tom will be breaking up into small groups. We're starting with the senior class, given they are the oldest. At this point there are eight boys. We have two class room right now that aren't being used. Chad wants to use those for the smaller groups. You will have four students each.
"I've said all that to say this," Rob continued. "Once you have broken down into your small group, I believe everything will work out well. What do you think, Parker?"
Parker leaned forward in his chair. "I agree whole heartedly with Rob. I think once you have split your groups up things will become a little more comfortable for you. Face it, guys, being professional in this class will most likely allow you to have a hardon now and then. Hell, perhaps all of the time. As for your students, think about when you were their age. Air blowing across your body could make you hard. It's going to happen. For them, as well as you," the social worker ended.
"If you only remember one thing," Rob said, "remember this. Chad has given us all the challenge of teaching these young boys how to become responsible adults where sex is concerned. If all of us, but especially you teachers, remember what the true task is, everything done and taught in the class will be done in a professional manner. Can we all agree on this?"
Bren was suddenly hard once more. "Well, one thing I will probably show my students is how to support a decent hardon."
"And that will be perfectly alright," both Rob and Parker assured him.
Tom stood to his feet and walked over to Bren's chair. "I will have to teach my students how to give a blow job professionally."
The teacher went down on Bren and took his cock in his mouth. Tom worked his mouth slowly down until his nose was planted in the middle of the teacher's hairy bush.
Bren gasped, partly from surprise, but mostly from pleasure, as he felt Tom's mouth sucking him deeply.
"That does look professional," Rob said standing to his feet. Looking at Parker, he asked, "Shall I be professional with you?"
Parker spread his legs and said, "By all means. I could use a bit of professionalism."
Bren couldn't decide which he found more exciting. Tom's mouth was causing shivers of pleasure to course through his body, however,0 looking across the room and seeing Parker receiving the same treatment, hearing the social worker moan as Rob took care of the social worker's hard dick, well, that was exciting as well.
Both sensations took over Bren's brain, and way too soon he felt his orgasm building up. He groaned and began fucking Tom's mouth hard, grinding his hairy black bush into the other teacher's face. He felt his balls shake and his cock shudder.
"I'm cumming," he warned.
Tom's answer was to work Bren's cock faster, signifying that he wanted Bren to fill his mouth with hot spunk.
Just as Bren began erupting his cream into Tom's mouth, he heard Parker cry out that he was going to shoot.
Afterwards, Parker was the first to speak. "That's one of the best blow jobs I have ever had," he praised the counselor.
"You came pretty fast yourself," Tom pointed out to Bren.
"I couldn't help it. Between the workout your mouth was giving my cock and the sexy hot view across the room, what can I say? I went over the edge fairly quick. My apologies."
"When I get a nice thick hot load like that, I never need an apology," Tom declared.
Bren looked down at the floor and saw a good sized puddle of pre cum. He motioned for Tom to trade places with him, which the teacher quickly did.
Bren fell to his knees and began licking Tom's cockhead as if it were a delicious tasting ice cream cone. Brown hair snaked its way along the teacher's shaft spiraling to a thick nest of pubes surrounding the man's cock. The scent coming from Tom's crotch was intoxicating. Bren attacked the teacher's cock as if it was the last dick he would ever suck. His actions caused Tom to moan and move his hips back and forth across the plastic seat of his chair. Tom was feeding Bren a huge amount of pre cum as he continued to fuck his coworker's mouth with his hard, hairy shaft. His furry balls constantly slammed into Bren's face creating a ticklish sensation against his skin.
"Oh, God," Tom moaned. "Your mouth feels so fucking good on my cock."
Behind him, Bren heard Rob moan. Still sucking his co-teacher, Bren turned his head just enough to see the hairy social worker go down on Rob. Dark and brown body hair mixed together as the two men enjoyed each other's touch.
"One fucking hot sight," Bren thought to himself as he serviced Tom's dick.
A short time later Rob and Tom shot off just seconds from each other, depositing hot thick man cream into willing mouths.
Later, after things had settled down somewhat, Rob said, "Honestly, gentlemen, I do not foresee any problem with either of you when it comes to teaching this new course."
Giving his dick a gentle tug, Parker said, "Neither do I. If a problem does come up, I feel the two of you will be able to handle it. Any problems, please feel free to get in touch with either myself or Rob."
"Amen to that," Rob hastily agreed. "All teasing aside however," Rob continued, "I think once you break down into your small groups, everything will work out. After all, just like any other course that you teach, you will have a program or plan to follow."
"And keep reminding yourselves that you two are going to have an important role in defining who these young men become. It's a win win situation for everyone, especially your students," Parker assured them.
Rob looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost time for dinner. We probably should clean up a bit before heading over to the cafeteria."
"I guess it wouldn't be wise to let the students see cum in our pubes, would it?" Parker grinned.
"At least for now," Bren added with a grin.
Bren went down the hall to his apartment and hit the shower. As the hot water coursed its way down his hairy body, he began thinking about this new course they were going to be teaching. He had no doubt that both teachers and students would learn from it. The thought made him excited to begin teaching the course. It was definitely going to be interesting, he decided. He rinsed the soap from his body, turn the water off and reached for a towel. He quickly dried his body and headed for the cafeteria.
Chapter Fourteen
Bren walked into the conference assigned to him by the Founder for the new course he was getting ready to teach. Chad had addressed all of the students in an opened assembly explaining the reason for the added course, and to a small extent, what the course would cover. He explained to the students that Tom and Bren would be teaching the course with the help now and then of Rob and Parker. The Founder explained that the social worker would be in the first class or two to ensure that everyone was comfortable with the new assignment.
Once inside the room, Bren discovered Parker waiting, along with Cole, Denny, Jaren and Charlie. While Bren was working with these four, Tom would be working with the second group, David, Darren, Cliff and Lamont.
As Bren studied his four students, he couldn't help but notice that all four were hard, their cocks stretching out from their mass of pubic hair. Bren's dick had been soft when he had entered the room, but seeing the four hairy students in front of him, all with hardons, he chubbed up immediately. He looked down at his own growing member surrounded by its thick nest of black hair, and he had cause to feel a tiny bit ill at ease.
Bren looked over at Parker and shook his head. With his eyes, the young teacher sent a message to the social worker. "Are we really sure about this," his eyes seemed to be saying.
Parker smiled back and said, "It's alright, Bren. Perfectly natural."
Parker looked down at his crotch. His dick was slowly coming to life, snaking its way through a mass of black pubes.
Cole was the first student to speak. "You guys are fucking hot," he said and gave the teacher and social worker a wide grin.
Bren decided he had better get control of the situation before things got away from him.
"Okay, guys, listen up."
He walked over and stood in the front of the room. "Here's the deal. From this moment on all of us, students and teachers alike, are going to be on unchartered waters. When I was hired to teach here, I was instructed never ever be involved with a student in any way that I might now be in this particular class. Well, obviously the rules have changed for all of us.
"I am going to have to insist that everything done and expressed in this class be held at a professional level. To be honest, I'm really not sure what professional means where this course is concerned. The Founder has expressed to Tom and me that one of his main goals for the course is to teach you guys how to become good, yet responsible young men. Doctor Chad wants not only responsibility shown, but he desires for each of you to become good lovers. In a long termed relationship, nothing hurts it more than one lover not meeting the needs of his partner."
Bren continued, "One thing will not be allowed in this course. Whatever sexual act transpires, a condom will always be a necessity. The Founder wants us to make sure that you know you are always to use one when you fuck. If you don't, you will be removed from this class. Are we all clear?"
Cole, who seemed to be the spokesman for the group said, "Crystal clear."
The other three nodded in agreement.
"One more thing, and then we will begin. The Founder expects you to see him every two weeks for a medical exam. This rule and that of wearing a condom, are the only two rules he has no leniency with. Basically there will be hell to pay if either is broken."
"We already have to get a physical once a month," Jaren pointed out. "Why two weeks rather than four?"
Parker stepped forward. "I can explain that, Jaren. More than the required examination, the Founder wants to talk with each one of you. He wants to make sure that you are comfortable with what the course may offer, and that no one is being abused in any type of way."
"Which is a good thing," Bren jumped in. "While Parker will be in here off and on, he won't always be. Truth of the matter is, I don't want you guys thinking I am causing you any uneasiness. Hopefully, if anything at all makes you uncomfortable, I hope to God that you will come see me. I will never address any issue in front of another student. I will always show you guys respect for your privacy. I hope you will allow me the same."
Once more Parker spoke and said, "Do any of you have any questions about anything? I have all the confidence in the world in Bren. I think he will do a great job teaching this course."
Charlie scratched his brown chest hair and asked, "What are we going to be learning? I'm assuming it will have something to do with sex, correct?"
"It is a Sex Ed class," the social worker reminded the him.
"Can I ask a question?" Denny asked as he ran fingers though his thick blond bush.
"Of course," Bren answered. "I have pretty much decided that today will be a question, answer and discussion time. Guys, why don't we all take a seat at the table?"
The four students, along with Parker and Bren, each found a seat at the table. Bren had brought some notes with him. He looked down at the notebook and then back up at the students.
"I can start. If at any time you have a question, feel free to chime in. Okay?"
Receiving nods from each student, Bren began speaking. "I'm going to mention some definite terms, and they will be in the language we mostly use when dealing with the subject.
"We'll be discussing masturbation, commonly referred to as jacking or jerking off. We'll be discussing every action that is connected with sex. Intercourse, of course known as fucking. Nothing will be out of order in this class. As long as everyone is treated with respect. We'll be discussing cum and different ways to shoot it."
Charlie asked, "I have a question, Bren."
"Of course, Charlie. What's on your mind?"
"There's something I've always wondered." Charlie looked at the other three boys and said, "We're eighteen. We jack off all the time. What about adults? What about you? And you, Mr. Jordan. As adults, do you jack off?"
Bren couldn't help but feel just a bit embarrassed, but he answered just the same. "I hope that you don't think you're not normal because you jack off. I can assure you that jacking off is universal for all boys and men. Once their cock can grow hard, the jacking begins and goes on for life."
Parker saw the boys looking in his direction. "It's true, guys. A man never gets tired of stroking his cock. It's a natural habit for all of us. Hence, the reason for this community and the new class Bren is going to be teaching."
Cole spoke up this time. "Alright, I'll ask the question each one of us wants to know. Especially Charlie," he added. "How often do the two of you jack off?"
Parker smiled and said, "I'll answer that question, Cole. I shot a load this morning while taking my shower. And if you are wondering how often I do it, I can assure you that I do it at least once a day. Sometimes two or three times," he added.
"No shit?" The words were uttered by Charlie.
Bren spoke up next. "Most of the time I rub a load out morning and evening. It just depends on my schedule and what all I have going."
"You guys are two old horny farts," Cole said and grinned.
"Yeah, we're really old," Parker agreed. "I'm nine years older than Bren. I guess I am old. However, Bren is only about seven years older than you. We both may seem old to you now, but I can assure you of one thing. In a few more years, that age difference won't seem to be as much."
Red headed Jaren asked, "Are you going to show us how to jack off, Bren?"
Bren smiled. "You guys have probably been stroking yourselves for five or six years. Do you really think I can show you a way to do it better than you?"
Cole was always quick with an answer. "It's always good to learn different things. Techniques, if you will."
Parker stood to his feet. "I think you guys have this under control. I'm going to check in on Tom's class. Good luck, everyone."
As the social worker made his way to the door, everyone, including Bren, saw that Parker was hard as a rock.
Again, it was Cole who made a remark. "Looks as if you need to relieve some tension. Are you sure you rubbed one out this morning?"
"Remember what I said earlier," Parker replied. "We're all men, and it's only natural for us to get hard. As for taking care of this." Parker reached down and gave his dick a tug. "Probably the first thing I do when I get back to my apartment this afternoon."
Jaren said, "Can we come and watch?"
"Yeah, to get new ideas on how to do it," Charlie added.
"For now, I believe all four of you have the perfect technique for it. Who knows? We may all get to observe other techniques during this course," Parker assured the student.
After the social worker disappeared out the door, Bren made a decision to jump into a conversation that was on his mind.
"Alright, guys, you've been asking Parker and I some pretty personal questions. Now, it's my turn."
Four sets of eyes focused on their teacher, waiting for him to speak.
"Every one of you are eighteen. I know you've all admitted to jacking off, at least daily, if not more. What about fucking? Have you experienced that yet? And please, do not feel embarrassed by either my question or your answer. Have you guys fucked or been fucked since you have become sexual?"
Cole and Denny, admitted the two of them had been fucking for about a year. They took turns because they both liked a dick in their ass.
"I'm glad to hear that," Bren told them. "Since you have been honest with me, I will treat you the same way. I enjoy it both ways as well."
Jaren admitted he had only fucked. He had never had a cock up his ass.
Charlie was the last to speak. He admitted that he had never fucked nor had he been fucked. The boy's face turned red.
"Charlie, it's okay," Bren hastened to assure him. "There is nothing wrong with not experiencing the act. When you're ready, it will happen. Not until then," he added.
"Maybe you could show him," Cole suggested.
Bren smiled. "Perhaps. That subject hasn't been addressed yet by the Founder."
"Does he have to approve it?" Denny asked.
"At this point, I believe he does," Bren answered. "Everything will depend on how this course is accepted and handled, I am sure."
"We'd probably all like to `handle' you," Cole said with a grin.
Bren was spared having to answer Cole's remark by the end of the class arriving.
"Okay, I will see you tomorrow right here. Our time is up for today."
"Are you going to be teaching the other class?" Denny asked.
"I'm not sure," Bren answered. "We may end up switching. For now, the Founder wants us to remain in the same class. You guys have a good evening. As a parting thought, you might work on a different stroking technique tonight and share with us tomorrow what you did."
"Now that's the sort of homework I enjoy," Cole said heading for the door.
Bren couldn't help but notice that everyone except Charlie had a hardon. The sight caused Bren to get hard. This class is either going to be the most exciting or the worst ever to go down in history of teaching, he thought as he turned the light out and left the room.