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Mark Stevens
Chapter Ninety-Three
Two long tables had been set up at the front of the cafeteria, and Bren studied the trays of food that covered them. Various meats, cheeses, along with a variety of veggies, hoagie buns and chips were displayed. "Everything looks great, guys."
Tom, Cole and David had helped him arrange the food, and now it was time for the party to begin.
Cole said, "I hope Chance likes his birthday cake."
"Who made the cake?" David asked.
"The Sweet Shop in town," Bren answered.
Tom smiled. "I think your brother will be happy with everything."
"Speaking of, the man himself just walked through the door" Cole said.
Bren saw his brother coming into the room followed by Evan. The professor had been asked to keep Chance in their apartment as long as he could while the birthday party was being put together.
"You think he's going to be surprised?"
"I doubt it, David," Tom answered. "I'm sure Chance had to realize something was up when Chad asked him to skip breakfast and lunch and serve brunch instead."
"I'm sure he had an idea that something was going on. Hopefully there will still be some element of surprise." Bren walked across the room to meet his brother. "Happy birthday," he said pulling Chance to him."
Chance returned his brother's hug and said, "Thanks, Buddy. I knew something was happening when the Founder had me rearrange the meal schedule for today."
Tom smiled and gave Chance a hug as well. "Happy birthday, Brother!"
"Thanks," Chance said returning the hug.
"Can I please have your attention?"
Chad stood by the food line and smiled. The room became quiet, and he asked Chance to join him.
When he saw a look of hesitance on his brother's face, Bren said, "Relax, Chance. This is your special day. Just enjoy it."
As he watched his brother make his way slowly to the front of the room, Bren said to Tom, "Chance has never enjoyed being the center of attention."
Tom placed an arm across his lover's shoulders. "If anyone can make him feel at ease, Chad's the man."
Bren watched as the Founder gave his brother a smile and then give him a hug. He relaxed when he saw Chance return the hug before stepping back.
Chad looked around the room and saw staff and students standing next to each other. "I think everyone in the room will agree with me that Chance does an awesome job keeping our stomachs happy." He faced Chance and said, "This is your special day, and everyone is excited to share it with you. There's lots of good food, which by the way, you didn't have to prepare. Don't you wish everyday was your birthday?"
Chance shook his head. "One day a year is enough."
"I'm sure that you've seen your birthday cake on the table. We'll have cake and ice cream later, but now, let's eat. Chance, I want you and Evan to go through the line first. It is your birthday, and Evan did a swell job keeping you away from the cafeteria. Come on up, Evan."
"Hey, no fair," Cole complained. Then he grinned, showing he was only teasing.
"You're not going to starve," Bren assured him.
"I saw you stuffing your face while we put everything together in the kitchen," Tom reminded.
Cole folded his arms across his bare chest. "I wonder what Evan did to entertain Chance."
David slammed his shoulder playfully against Cole's arm. "There's probably several ways. Why don't you use your imagination?"
Cole laughed. "I don't think I should. Everybody is here, and my thoughts might get me into trouble."
Tom leaned over and whispered, "Everyone in the Community has seen your cock hard at one time or another."
Cole grinned. "You're probably right, but today is Chance's day. I don't want to turn the attention all on me. Which would happen," he added, "when everyone sees how big my dick gets."
"Okay, Chance and Evan are through the line. Let's go." Bren led the way to the food.
Bren carried his plate of food across the room and took a seat next to his brother. Tom walked around him and sat down next to Evan.
"May I join you?" Cole asked Bren.
"Of course."
"Are you sure? I don't want to crash a family event."
"Sit down."
"He does think he's family," Chance teased.
Cole sat down and pretended to be crushed. "Are you saying that I'm not?"
Bren turned and kissed Cole lightly on the mouth. "Oh, he damn well knows he's family, Chance." He told Cole to wipe the smirk off his face.
"Yes, Dad!"
"Hey, I'm not that much older than you," Bren retorted.
"Okay. How about brother?"
"I'm the brother," Chance said. He leaned over and frowned at Cole. Then he smiled and turned his attention back to his food.
Bren leaned over and gave his brother a kiss on the cheek. "I've always wanted a younger brother. Cole might as well be him."
Cole reached across Bren's shoulders and let his arm rest against the teacher's neck. He stretched his fingers until they could touch Chance's warm flesh. "I love my brothers."
Evan turned to Tom and grinned. "I see that Cole is just as entertaining outside the classroom as well as in."
Tom laughed. "He can be. Is he being a pest in class?"
Evan picked up his sandwich. "Actually, he behaves rather well. I'm quite pleased." The professor took a bite of his sandwich.
Bren asked, "So, tell me Cole, how's the job going?"
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "It's okay. I like working with Chaz and Greg."
"They are great guys."
Cole took a drink from his glass and said, "I have a feeling that cot in the back room really comes in handy."
Bren's face didn't turn red, but it displayed a definite shade of pink. "Why would you think that?"
"Hey, I wasn't born yesterday."
Bren studied the student closely. He had a question on the tip of his tongue, but he refrained from asking it.
"What?" A moment later he realized what Bren was thinking. "Oh hell no! Never!"
For some reason Bren felt relieved. He had been pretty sure that neither Chaz nor Greg would allow themselves to be put in a situation like that, but, however, he did know how persistent Cole could be.
Cole appeared to be lost in his thoughts for a bit. Finally he said, "Bren?"
"Yes?"
Cole placed a hand on the teacher's shoulder. "This is not the place for this discussion, but I will say this. I know that I'm always teasing you about – about certain things. You have to know something. The things I say to you, I would never say to another staff member. I hope you know that."
Cole's words made Bren happy. He was proud of all the students, but Cole – well, Cole was different. Bren suddenly realized that his feelings went deeper than with any of the other students. He must maintain control of those "feelings".
He covered Cole's hand with his and smiled. "I'm really proud of you, Cole. You're becoming such a nice young man."
Cole pulled his hand away. "Damn, I can't be labeled `nice'. I'll have to do something to change that."
"Please don't, Cole. You're just about perfect the way you are."
The staff and students enjoyed the food with several, especially the students, making returned trips and refilling their plates. One plate was enough for Bren, and when he was finished, he pushed his plate to the side and listened to the conversation going on around him. He watched as Cole cleaned his plate for the third time. "You're not going to have any room for cake and ice cream," he told the student.
Cole leaned back and rubbed his furry stomach. "Always room for that."
It wasn't long before Chad stepped to the front of the room once more and spoke into the microphone. "Looking around the room, I can see that most of you have finished eating. Chance, would you and Bren please join me."
Bren saw a look on his brother's face that seemed to say, "Not again!" He smiled and stood up. "Come on, let's go. It won't kill you, and the quicker we move, the faster it'll be over." He waited until Chance stood up, and then the two brothers walked up to the front of the room.
When they reached the Founder, Chad said, "Bren, we're going to sing happy birthday to your brother. After that, I would like for you to serve the cake. Oh, and Evan." Chad looked out into the room and added, "You need to come up and serve the ice cream. I sat it out a few moments ago, so it should be easy to dish out."
When Evan joined the trio, Chad led with a chorus of "Happy Birthday". Then Bren cut the first piece of cake and placed on a plate for his brother. Evan followed with a scoop of ice cream. Chance returned to his seat and a long line consisting of both students and staff, was formed and made its way across the room to enjoy the sweet treats as well.
When the last piece of cake and scoop of ice cream had been served, Bren took some for himself and joined Mason at one of the tables. "Hey," he greeted the student.
"Hey yourself. Great job, by the way."
Bren took a seat next to the student. "Did you get plenty to eat?"
"It was good."
There was silence until Bren said, "Mason, I'm glad you and David are becoming friends. I don't know if you were aware of it, but until you came to the Community, David was a loner. I think you are the first friend he's had since living here."
"Why is that? Did anyone mistreat him?"
Bren shook his head. "No, nothing like that. He seemed to find it hard to make friends."
"He's told me a little about his life before coming here," Mason said. "Like everyone here, he has a story, too. His parents treat him like shit. But then I suppose that's most everyone's story here, isn't it?"
"Mason, may I say something?"
"Of course." Mason finished the last bit of ice cream on his plate and pushed it to the side.
"When I see you with David, see the way you are with him, I see a quality in you that is golden. You have a tender heart that seems to want to make things easier for your friend."
"He has had a rough life."
"He has, but then, so have you. And as you pointed out already, so has everyone living here."
"I'm sure you're right. Everyone does have a story. For now, however, my main concern is with and for David."
Bren smiled. "As it should be. Thank you for caring, Mason. Your actions do you proud. They make me really proud of you. Now, what say we change the subject? Let's enjoy the party."
"Your brother seems to like it here."
"He really does." Bren shrugged his shoulders. "He's still adjusting. Life here is so different, and it does take some getting used to. I'm sure you can agree."
"I definitely can. Community life has been a big topic between David and me."
"That makes me even happier that the two of you have become friends. While David might not be a very outgoing person, he does have a good understanding of how the Community works and what its purpose is."
"Now, can I ask you something?"
"Of course, Mason. You may ask me anything."
"It's about Cole."
"What about Cole?"
"Do you think differently of him than the other students?"
Bren searched for the right words to say. "I could tell you that I think of Cole as just another student, but that wouldn't exactly be truthful. Now, wait, don't jump to any conclusions. Cole and I are involved in a lot of the same projects. This past summer we worked together almost every day in the kitchen at the campground. Cole's easy outgoing, a huge tease and cut up, so, yes, I suppose I feel slightly differently toward him." Bren smiled. "Do you feel different toward David than the other students?"
"Yes. After all, I know David. I hardly know the others."
"And that's alright. All through life I believe that we will have friends with whom we share different levels of friendship." Bren paused. "Am I making any sense?"
"You are. When I'm with David I feel safe."
Bren's eyebrows raised. "There are times when you don't feel safe?"
"Maybe safe wasn't the right word. I'm comfortable being around David."
Bren was suddenly filled with concern. "Do other people make you uncomfortable? Do I make you uncomfortable?"
Mason shook his head. "No, not you. It's just that I don't know how to act around everyone else."
"Just be yourself. That's all you have to do."
"That's just it. Everyone saw how I behaved this summer. I was a jerk and an ass. First impressions seem to hang around forever."
"I think I'll have to disagree, but I won't argue the point with you. What about Don? Didn't the two of you strike up a pretty good relationship this summer while working together in the gym?
Mason smiled. "Yeah, Don's alright. I treated him like a jerk at first, but nothing I said or did ever made him angry."
"That's Don for you."
Mason shook his head. "While I never actually saw him angry, he made one particular strong point daily. If I didn't get my act together, I was going to find my ass back inside the fucking system."
Bren smiled "Well, from the way things look to me, Mason, you're going to be living here in the Community as long as you want to. I'm really glad."
The party broke up later that afternoon. Evan was told to take Chance with him and leave. Chance was off work until breakfast time the next morning. Bren, David and Mason wrapped up the leftover food and stored it in the refrigerator. Tom, Cole and Ben worked together cleaning the lunchroom. They put the two tables back where they belonged, swept the floor and carried out the trash. An hour later the large dining room and the kitchen were cleaned, and the group met by the cafeteria door.
"Thanks, guys," Bren said. "I really appreciate all the hard work you've done to make my brother's birthday a success."
Tom praised them as well. "I enjoyed working with you as well."
Cole stepped forward and pulled Tom to him. "Hell, we know you love working with us naked guys." He hugged Tom and made sure that his dick touched Tom's thickening hairy rod. Cole felt his dick coming to life as he continued with his hug.
Tom stepped back and said, "What is it that Bren's always calling you?"
"Incorrigible," Bren answered and pulled the student to him. "You are," he whispered in Cole's ear.
"Guilty," Cole whispered back. Speaking even lower he said, "Feel my dick? Hugging Tom was just my way of giving you the best of me."
Bren felt his cock twitch between them and quickly stepped back. "You really are incorrigible, aren't you?"
Bren turned and faced Mason. Without looking into the student's eyes, he gave the student a quick hug. "Thanks for your help, Mason." He tried to blot out the memory of his conversation with the boy concerning other students.
"Remember our earlier talk? You've just proven my point." Mason returned the teacher's hug and stepped back.
"Hold that thought. We'll pick this up another time."
When the hugs were over, the group broke up and left the building. Outside they split up and walked off in different directions.
Barry and Sawyer walked into their dorm room and fell down on their beds. They discussed the birthday party.
"I think Chance really had a good time at his party," Sawyer said.
"I believe he did." Barry smiled. "I know that I did, and I'm pretty sure you did, too."
"I did. The food was really good, especially the cake and ice cream." Sawyer rubbed his stomach and said, "I can't remember being as full as I am now."
Barry looked closely at his roommate. "Sawyer, your chest hair is beginning to grow."
"I know. I wish the Founder would let me shave it."
Barry sat up on his bed. "Why the hell would you want to do that?"
Barry shrugged. "I just do."
"Well, first of all, Chad won't allow it. And second, I love the fact that you are getting even hairier. Thick as your bush is, I'm pretty sure that your chest and stomach is going to soon be covered with the same thick black fur. Buddy, I find that fucking hot."
"I know how much the Founder disapproves of shaving anything other than the face, so I know when the chest hair arrives, it will be here to stay."
Barry ran his fingers through the thick mat of brown fur that covered practically every inch of his body. "I thought you loved playing in my hair."
"Oh, I love it."
"Well, I love playing with all of your hairy parts as well. Once your upper body is covered, I'll just have more parts to play with." Barry slid off his bed and stood to his feet. Looking down at his stomach, he said, "I have some food crumbs in my fur. Let's hit the shower. If you like, you can give me a wash down."
Barry and Sawyer's room hadn't been affected by the renovation, so they were still fortunate to have a connecting bathroom. Barry pulled his roommate off his bed and led him into the bathroom.
Sawyer studied his roommate's body as Barry adjusted the water before they stepped into the shower. Barry's back had a thick growth of dark brown hair that spread all the way down to his ass cheeks. Bending over the way he was, gave Sawyer a perfect view his roommate's hairy ass. Brown curls covered Barry's ass crack and continued down where they formed a perfect circle around the Barry's asshole. The sight went straight to Sawyer's dick, and he felt it filling up with blood. God, Barry was so fucking hot!
When Barry had the water temperature to his liking, he stood up and turned around. When he saw Sawyer's growing dick, he grinned. "Is somebody happy to see me? Or rather, is some part of your body happy to see me?" He reached out and made a fist around Sawyer's cock. He felt it harden between his fingers. "Yeah, he's happy alright. Let's jump into the shower, Bud."
Once they were both standing under the spray of needles, Barry made sure that both their bodies were wet and ready to be cleaned. Then he reached for the bar of soap and began soaping his roommate's body. A mass of lather began forming at the base of Sawyer's neck and continued collecting as Barry's soapy hands travelled downward. The tiny black curls that were beginning to grow on Sawyer's chest and stomach became attached to his skin. When Barry's fingers reached the boy's treasure trail, they felt a thicker growth of hair. He soaped the hairy growth heavily with soap suds and gave the area quite a bit of attention.
Sawyer looked down and saw that Barry was hard. His dick stood out proudly, surrounded by thick dark brown hair. He reached out and touched it, but Barry pushed his hand away.
"Later," Barry said. "Right now, this is all about you, Buddy."
Barry moved away from the boy's treasure trail and slowly soaped his way down to Sawyer's wiry black bush. As he scrubbed the area, Barry felt the boy's dick twitch. With one hand still buried in Sawyer's soapy pubes, he made a fist around the boy's dick with his other one.
Sawyer groaned and pushed into Barry's body. "God, you know how to make me feel good."
Barry pulled his hand off the boy's dick. "I'm glad, but I'm not ready for you to cum just yet."
He focused on Sawyer's bush for a long time, making sure each curl was clean. Then he began cleaning Sawyer's balls. Like his chest, Sawyer's ball sac was beginning to grow little tiny black hairs. The way they were spreading, Barry realized that Sawyer's sac would be covered with the same shade of hair that was beginning to grow on the boy's chest.
"You have such a hot body, Sawyer."
When Barry reached the boy's feet, he told Sawyer to turn around.
"I want to wash you," Sawyer complained.
"You shall, but right now, I want to finish cleaning your body."
Barry had been on his knees as he washed Sawyer's feet. He stood up and placed his hands on his roommate's shoulders. "Turn around," he repeated.
When Sawyer turned and faced the other way, Barry began washing the boy's back. Just like his chest, Sawyer's back was beginning to grow hair. Even though he found it very exciting, Barry didn't comment on the fact. Sawyer was still adjusting to the fact he was growing hair on his chest and stomach. The boy was already stressed by the fact. Washing Sawyer's back, Barry made a quick decision. He would do whatever it took to ease the boy's mind. At the moment he wasn't sure how, but somehow he would help do away with Sawyer's concerns about the new body hair.
Barry worked his way down to his roommate's wet slippery ass cheeks. He soaped each cheek before pulling them apart and working a soapy finger all along Sawyer's ass crack. Little black curls had been growing there for quite some time, but now they were much thicker. Even the circle around the boy's asshole was much thicker and was beginning to spread a bit wider. "Fuck," Barry thought. "How I wish I could shove my cock through all that hair. I would love feeling his slippery ass walls choking my dick."
Barry began making a soapy trail around Sawyer's hairy entrance. When the tip of one of his fingers slipped inside, he heard the boy moan. "Focus," he said to himself.
He soaped, cleaned and played with the area until he knew he had to stop. Barry couldn't remember a time when the desire to fuck his roommate was this intense. He stood up and used his hands to turn the boy back around. "Okay, my turn."
Sawyer took the bar of soap from his roommate, and stood on his tiptoes. Barry was quite a bit taller, and Sawyer stretched so that he could give the boy a kiss. Two tongues met, and a sword fight began, one wet member teasing the other.
Barry broke the kiss with a moan. "Stop. Please."
Sawyer pulled his roommate close, and furry bodies and hot cocks touched, creating an intense excitement for them both. "I thought you liked the way I kiss."
"God, I do. I really do, Sawyer. If we keep kissing, we're going to get into trouble."
Sawyer frowned as the needles from the shower continued slamming into his body. "Trouble? What trouble?"
"Damn it, Sawyer, I want to fuck you so bad, and you know Chad's rule about fucking."
"Yeah, the dumb one about using a rubber."
"It's not dumb, buddy. It's for your safety. For us both."
"I know." Sawyer smiled and kissed his roommate lightly on the mouth. "Have you cooled down enough so that I can wash you?"
"I have, but if you continue kissing me, I'm not going to stay that way."
"Alright, I'll be good. Let's get you clean."
As Sawyer began spreading soap all over his roommate's furry body, he began thinking about his own chest. He did enjoy running his fingers through Barry's body fur, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad growing hair on his chest and stomach.
"What are you so deep in thought about?" Barry asked.
"Nothing much." Sawyer moved down to his roommate's furry stomach and began the same ritual of cleaning there as he had on Barry's chest. His hand paused but remained pressed against his roommate's stomach. "That's not so. I was thinking of something in particular."
"What was it?" Barry asked when Sawyer stopped talking.
"I was thinking about all of the hair on your chest and stomach. You know, I think I might not mind if I grow hair on mine after all."
Barry smiled and placed a hand on the boy's stomach. "Sawyer, you're one of the hottest guys in the Community. I think you'll be even hotter once you are hairy all over. I know that I'm going to have a hard time not playing in your hair anytime we're together."
Sawyer laughed. "As if I would stop you. Now, hush and let me get busy."
Sawyer followed the same movement on his roommate that Barry had done on him, and when he reached the boy's hairy ass, Sawyer treated it almost reverently. He worshiped it with his hands, massaging Barry's crack, and especially his hairy asshole, working his fingers in and out of his roommate's slippery entrance. The slippery wet curls attacked Sawyer's finger each time he pushed it inside.
Barry suddenly turned around and pulled Sawyer to his feet, forcing hiss roommate's finger to slide out of his ass. "I need to fuck you in the worst way, Buddy."
Back on his feet, Sawyer stretched up and kissed Barry. The action created a very intense need for Barry.
"I need to fuck you," he repeated.
"There's no rubber."
"I know. I can't wait. Turn around, and I'll fuck you in a different way."
Once Sawyer's back was to him, Barry took the bar of soap and lathered the boy's ass crack heavily, creating a wall of sudsy foam. He stood close to Sawyer and slid his dick along the slippery trail. "Don't worry, Buddy, I'm not going to slide inside. I'll crack fuck you. For now, that will have to do."
Barry pulled the boy closer and left both hands pressed tightly into Sawyer's stomach. He began sliding his dick back and forth through the long trail of soap suds he had placed there.
"Oh, God, even this feels good," Barry groaned.
"You can slide in me if you want," Sawyer moaned.
Barry was tempted. He really wanted to. But – he – he knew he shouldn't. He realized he couldn't. Not if he intended to follow Chad's rule in fucking. He began sliding his cock faster through the trail of soap, and it wasn't long before he felt the familiar tingle in his balls. He knew he was about to shoot.
"I'm close, Buddy," he warned. "I'm going to shoot so much cum in your crack."
"Shoot your load," Sawyer moaned. "I want to feel your hot spunk firing against me."
"Oh, fuck! God! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
His cock fired the first spurt of cum along Sawyer's soapy ass crack. Several more ropes jetted behind it, and when his balls were empty, Barry leaned weakly against his roommate's body.
"Wow," Barry whispered a few moments later and pulled back. He took a moment to relax, letting the water flow down his body.
Sawyer sighed. "You weren't even inside me, and yet you had me so close to cumming."
Barry suddenly became focused on his roommate. He looked down and saw that Sawyer's cock was hard. Pre cum was leaking out of it in a steady stream. "Let's take care of you, Buddy."
Barry dropped to his knees and took hold of Sawyer's cock. His fingers circled the boy's hairy base, and he began licking around his roommate's slippery cockhead. He tasted the boy's sweet nectar as he licked the head as if it were a delicious dip of ice cream. Barry slowly worked his way down Sawyer's hard shaft and didn't stop until his nose was buried in the boy's rhick black pubes. He breathed deeply through his nose and was met with a wet and soapy fragrance. He pulled off Sawyer's cock long enough to say, "You have such a beautiful dick, Buddy. I love having it fuck my mouth."
Barry stopped talking and swallowed the boy's dick in one action. Once he was again breathing the fresh scent of Sawyer's bush, he began moving his mouth up and down, up, then down, up. Down. Up. Down. Each time the boy's cock bottomed out in his mouth, Barry felt wiry pubes tickling his cheeks and chin. He moved faster, and at the same time, reached between Sawyer's legs. When his finger found the boy's furry entrance, Barry pushed a finger inside as far as he could.
Sawyer groaned. He began fucking Barry's mouth and pushed his body against his roommate's finger, forcing it to go deeper with each plunge. He felt the finger push in. Pull out. Push in. Pull out. Push deeper. Sawyer slammed hard, grinding his furry crotch roughly against his roommate's face. "Close," he warned.
Barry sucked harder. He finger fucked deeper.
Sawyer continued moaning until suddenly he cried out, "Cumming!"
Barry felt the boy's cock thicken up and shake between his lips. He moaned when he felt the first rope of cum fire into his mouth. It hit the back of his throat, and he quickly swallowed the hot creamy liquid so he could enjoy all of the shots that followed.
Sawyer soon cried out, "Shit!" His knees suddenly became weak, and he leaned against his roommate. His dick was still buried inside Barry's mouth, and the action forced his dick to touch the back of Barry's throat.
Barry's finger slipped out of his roommate's ass, and he stood to his feet, pulling the boy with him. "I do love taking showers with you, Buddy."
Sawyer smiled. "Me, too. I wish you could have fucked me. I really needed to feel your dick inside me."
"Well, let's take another shower and hit the bed. Who knows, something might just turn up."
"Or push in," Sawyer said and grinned.
"You know, you're a little like Cole. I hope you know that."
"And how is that? I don't follow."
"Bren's always telling Cole that he's incorrigible. I'm beginning to think that you're incorrigible, too."
Sawyer stretched up again and gave his roommate a kiss. "And if I am? Are you complaining?"
"Hell, no. Let's finish here and hit the bed. I'm going to give you the fucking of your life."
Sawyer smiled and reached for the soap. "I'm counting on it."
If you celebrate the holiday, then MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
Mark