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Mark Stevens
Chapter Ninety-Four
Bren and Tom entered the Administration Building and walked down the hallway and stopped at the door of the conference room. Chad had asked to see them when their classes were over for the day.
The Founder was standing at one end of the long table talking with Rob and Parker. He smiled and greeted them with a smile. "Hey, fellows." He went over and gave them each a tight hug. "Thank you for coming. I realize it's a busy time for you."
Evan suddenly rushed into the room. "Sorry," he apologized. "I was busy and lost track of time."
The professor gave everyone in the room a warm hug.
"That's alright," Chad assured the man. "Bren and Tom just arrived."
Chad took a seat at one end of the table. "Bren, Tom, Evan, I just wanted to meet with you guys and see how things are going so far this year. The school year is now five weeks under way, and I'm interested to hear about it."
Bren was the first teacher to speak. "My students are settling into the new year pretty much on mark. Well, that is, all but one."
Chad leaned back in his chair. "Keith?"
Bren gave a nod with his head. He had spoken with the Founder during the second week of class, explaining that Keith refused to take any part in class discussion. He had also told Chad that the boy wouldn't do any of the work that was assigned to him. "I've tried to talk with him. I've offered to help anyway that I can."
Chad shook his head. "I really hate this. Tom, you had Keith last year. How was he in your class?"
"I didn't have any problem with him during class, but I had to ride him hard about completing assignments. Sometimes he would be several days late getting them turned in."
"I've had Rob speak with him two or three times," Bren said.
Rob looked at the Founder. "Bren's right, I have had the student in my office several times. I've tried to get him to open up to me, but he refuses. He will talk about any subject I bring up except anything to do with school."
"Chad I really am trying to get through to Keith. I hope you know that."
Chad was quick to assure Bren. "I know you are a great teacher. I've seen the way you put yourself out there for your students." He looked at the other two teachers. "I've watched each one of you, and I know without a doubt, you three are the best."
Bren looked around the table at the others and said, "I want to help Keith. If you have any suggestions, I would really appreciate your input."
The room was silent until Chad spoke. "Rob, I'd like for you and I to work together on this situation. Bren, I know you will help in any way you can, but you also have other students to concentrate on. For now keep doing as you have and don't treat Keith any differently."
Rob assured the Founder that he would help him with the student, adding, "Bren, please do not feel as if you have failed Keith, because you haven't. That old saying is true: You can lead a horse to water, but you can't force him to drink if he doesn't want to."
Chad asked how old Keith was.
"He's seventeen," Bren answered. "I think he will be eighteen in December."
Chad sighed. "I see."
The Founder asked Tom next about his class.
"My class is coming along nicely. However, I do have one student concern. Jack is doing well in every subject except science. He's having trouble learning even the basic facts of the subject. I've talked with him, and I have come up with a plan. I'm going to tutor him after school three afternoons a week. Hopefully that will help him."
"That sounds like a good plan," Chad said.
Evan leaned forward in his chair. "Tom, I'm free on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I plan on using the time to meet with my own students, but I should have time to work some with Jack if that would help."
Tom assured the professor that he would appreciate any help he could offer.
"I'll focus harder on the situation and see if something's going on with Jackson," Rob declared.
"And I will help in any way I can," Parker assured.
Chad stood to his feet. "Is there any other concerns?"
None of the staff members spoke, so Chad said, "Okay then, we'll adjourn. Let's hug."
When the Founder pulled Bren to him, he told the teacher, "I can see concern on your face. Please don't think you're at fault. We'll work together and see what happens. Please, Bren."
Bren hugged the man close, and for a moment, the touch of the Founder's hairy body against him pushed any thoughts he might have concerning Keith, to the back of his mind. He kissed Chad lightly on the mouth and said, "I appreciate what you're saying, Chad. I really do, but I can't help but be concerned. I want Keith to succeed."
"Of course you do. We all do." Chad gave Bren's nose a playful tweak.
Rob and Parker stayed behind to visit with Chad, and the other three left the building. They decided to head over to the cafeteria and have an early dinner.
"Isn't this weather awesome?" Evan shrugged his shoulders and took a deep breath.
Bren laughed. "It's finally got cool enough we don't have to worry about sunburn."
"But it won't be long before we have to wear those damned robes again. I really hate those things," Tom groaned.
Bren was walking between the professor and Tom. He reached over and touched the tip of his lover's swinging cock. "You could refuse to wear them, but I would hate for this to get frost bite." He gave Tom's dick a gentle squeeze.
"I imagine you would. You'd really miss having it in your ass."
"You two stop that!" Evan pretended to glare at the other two teachers. "You're going to cause me to get hard, and there are students out walking around."
Tom grinned and reminded, "You do remember that most of them have already seen our dicks hard at one time or another?"
"That's not what's worrying me." Evan laughed and said, "Having a hard dick isn't what I'm worried about. I'm concerned those said students might see me fucking one of you, and I'm pretty sure that Chad wouldn't like that."
"Control yourselves," Bren said as they walked into the cafeteria. "You – we can fuck later."
After their meal, Bren and Tom returned to their apartment. Evan went into the kitchen to see if Chance needed any help.
Evan walked over to Chance and grinned. "I have plans for you later this evening, and I don't want you to be too tired."
Cole and Barry were working in the kitchen. They stood at the same table preparing food to be added to the serving line. Cole grinned. "Yeah, it does take a lot of energy to fuck."
Evan looked at the student. "What is it that Bren says about you?"
"That I'm incorrigible." Cole shrugged his shoulders. "I don't think I am. I just have an inquiring mind."
"Cole, you need to take that tray of food out to the line," Chance told the student.
Cole picked up the tray he had been working on and grinned. "Sure thing, Boss."
"What can I do?" Evan asked. "I'll do anything if it assures that you won't be here all night."
Barry picked up his tray. Just before he walked out into the dining room, he turned and said, "Evan, you might try something new. Like maybe doing it on one of these counters. Afterwards you might bake a cake for tomorrow's meal. There's a cake called Better than Sex Cake'. Chance, you could call yours After Sex Cake."
Chance gave Evan a quick kiss. "That kid has spent too much time around Cole. He's becoming incorrigible as well."
Evan gave Chance a playful slap on his ass. "Let's get busy so we'll have plenty of time to fuck later on."
When David entered the newly constructed shower room, he saw Mason was at one end standing under a hot steamy spray of needles. Thinking it best to claim the shower at the opposite end of the row, Mason slowly walked in that direction.
"Hey," Mason said, "you can stand next to me. I promise not to bite."
David turned and shrugged his shoulders. "If you promise."
"You heard me."
David stepped under the shower head next David and pushed the handle up. "Shit!" A cold spray of water hit him in the face and slowly traveled down his body.
"Give it a moment. It heats up pretty quickly."
"How was your day?" David asked as he felt the water turn warm against his body.
"It was like every other day. Class in the morning. Class in the afternoon. Typical life in this place."
David reached for a bar of soap and began soaping up his chest and stomach. "The Community's a great place to live. I thought you had begun to think so, too."
"It's alright. Especially when I can spend some time with my friend." A small smile appeared on Mason's face.
David saw Mason's eyes looking closely at his body. "You are a good friend."
"I'm not so sure about that. I've treated you like shit."
David couldn't keep from noticing that Mason continued to study his body. It caused his cock to give a slight twitch. "That's in the past. What matters is how you feel now."
David took a moment to take in his friend's soap-covered body. The sight of Mason's soapy black curls went straight to his dick. Several soapy trails made their way down to the boy's thick mat of pubes. Mason's dick was hanging down through the middle of them.
Mason realized that David was getting excited when he saw his friend's cock beginning to chub up. He admired the thick mat of curls that grew wide-spread around David's dick. He felt his dick chub up too. Looking directly into David's eyes he asked, "Would you like a hand washing your back?"
"Seriously?"
Mason held out both hands and leaned back until the steamy spray pelted only his chest and stomach. "Do I look serious?"
David turned his shower head off and joined Mason. He smiled and said, "Hello, Friend."
Mason placed a hand on David's chest. Brown curls attached themselves to his fingers. "Turn around. I'll wash your back."
David turned away, and he felt his body shiver when Mason's hands began traveling along his back. He automatically leaned backward, and the action forced Mason's hands to press hard into his body. He sighed.
"Are you okay?"
"More than," David answered leaning back even further.
Mason began covering David's back with soap. He liked watching the brown hairs turn into soapy tight curls. He paid close attention to every inch of skin from David's shoulder blades all the way down to the top of the boy's ass cheeks. He raised his hands up and retraced his path downward. As before, he stopped when he reached those ass cheeks. His hands became motionless.
"It's alright," David said when those hands remained still. "If you would rather stop I understand."
He felt Mason's hands move an inch or so and then stop. He waited to see what Mason did next. It was on the tip of his tongue to step away when he felt a soapy finger slide slowly down to his crack. He remained silent, waiting to see what happened next.
From where Mason stood, he found himself looking at the brown trail of hair that grew from one end of the boy's crack to the other. Each ass cheek had a wide-spread growth of the same colored hair. To his surprise, he felt his dick filling up with blood. Embarrassed, he quickly took a step back.
"Mason?"
When the boy didn't answer, David repeated, "Mason?"
Mason finally spoke. "What?"
"Mason, it's alright. You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable."
Mason had pulled both hands away from David's body. He placed one on each of David's shoulders. "Turn around. Please."
"Are you sure?"
"I am. Please."
David turned around. He saw Mason's cock. It was hard and pointed up from the boy's body. Thick wet and matted pubes made a perfect black frame around it.
At the same time, Mason saw that David was also hard.
"I'm sorry, Mason. I tried not to get hard, but feeling your fingers on my back, I just couldn't help it."
Mason stared directly into David's eyes. A full minute passed before he said anything. Finally a big grin appeared on his face as he looked down at his crotch. "You don't owe me an apology. Look what you did to me."
Feeling relieved and happy at the same time, David pulled Mason to him. As their two hairy bodies touched, one hard dick found another. Coming together like that, both boys felt this dicks grow even more. As they hugged, one cock pressed against the other.
Mason was the one to break the connection. "I need to clean your front."
David laughed. "Alright. Just be aware of my cock."
Mason picked up the bar of soap once more. "Oh, I am definitely aware of your dick."
David let his hands rest at his side and waited for Mason's cleaning to begin.
David's furry chest and stomach were soaking wet, and Mason didn't have any trouble creating suds in all of that body hair. The curls on David's chest and stomach were even thicker than those covering his back. As Mason worked his fingers through the body hair, he felt an ache in his dick. He was a little puzzled at the reality of it, but he pushed those thoughts aside and focused on cleaning David's furry front. When his fingers touched the edge of David's soggy bush, he paused a moment. He watched as trails of water traveled down into those pubes and finally dropped to the shower floor. "This is so fucking hot," he thought. "Surprised as I am, I find this really hot." He looked down at his cock and discovered that a thick drop of pre cum was leaking out of it and stretching down to the floor.
David felt his heart race when he felt Mason's fingers soaping his pubes. God, how he wanted to take hold of his friend's dick, but he didn't want to do anything that would cause Mason to stop. When he saw Mason's dick dripping pre cum, he felt the tip of his cock tingle. When he looked, he wasn't surprised to see that he was also leaking the stuff. When he felt Mason's hesitant fingers running along his ball sac, David thought he might explode right then.
"Spread your legs some," Mason told him.
When he did, he felt Mason lathering both of his thighs. Mason continued working on both legs, and when he had them creamed with thick soap suds, he stood up. "Turn around," he told David.
Once David's back was facing him, Mason lathered one hand and its fingers heavily with soap suds. Then leaning over, he made a slippery trail along David's ass crack with his finger. When he came to the boy's asshole, he made several circles through the hairy circle that grew around David's entrance.
David enjoyed the teasing that Mason's finger was giving his hole. He sighed and made his body relax. Was Mason going to push a finger inside? He suddenly felt Mason standing up. He waited, excited, thinking about what his friend might do next. He didn't have long to wait.
Mason reached around David, and placing his hands on David's stomach, he pulled the boy to him. They were both the same height and the action caused Mason's dick to slide into David's soap-filled crack. "Fuck," Mason said and moaned.
David leaned back, and he felt Mason's furry front rub against him. He groaned when Mason's hairy nut sac pressed against him.
Mason slid his dick back and forth and felt David's crack hairs tickling his dick. "Oh God."
David wiggled his ass and loved feeling Mason's hairy cock rubbing against his slippery ass crack.
"I cannot believe this," Mason whispered softly.
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Fuck, yeah." Mason began moving faster. "So good. So different. I'm not sure I'm going to last long."
"Doesn't matter. Do what feels good to you, Mason."
One of Mason's hands found David's dick. He wrapped his fingers around his friend's throbbing cock and slowly jerked it.
Mason's touch caused David to take a deep breath. "You're not the only one that's about to blow."
Jon left his room and walked in the direction of the shower room. He had decided to get his shower over with and finish some homework. When he reached the entrance, he heard a moan coming from inside the room. He stopped and leaned against the wall. He remained very still and listened. When he realized what he was hearing, he leaned forward just enough so he could have a look inside the big room.
He was right! David and Mason were showering together, and it looked as if Mason might be fucking David. "Son of a bitch," he whispered. "Well, I would say that Mason is becoming quite adjusted to life in the Community."
Jon felt his cock going hard as he watched the two guys in the shower. "Fucking hell," he groaned.
He made a fist around his now completely hard cock and began jacking. Watching the two in the shower, Jon knew that it wouldn't take long to shoot his wad. "Damn, those two are fucking hot," he thought as he stroked his dick faster..
Standing under the hard spray of shower needles, Mason said, "I'm close, David. I'm about to shoot." He pushed his dick back and forth along David's slippery ass crack, and at the same time, jacked his friend's dick harder. When he felt David's cock shudder and fire the first spurt of cum, Mason's balls tingled, and his dick shot a heavy serving of cream all along David's hairy ass crack.
"Fuck," David said when he had stopped shooting cum on the shower floor. He suddenly felt weak, and he leaned back against Mason. He could feel his friend's dick resting along his cum-filled crack.
Mason suddenly leaned forward and planted a kiss lightly on one of David's shoulders. The action surprised them both.
"I'm not sure why I did that." Doubt could be heard in Mason's voice.
David turned around, and Mason suddenly felt a breath of cool air against his cum-covered dick.
David smiled. "We're friends, Mason. Friends can kiss. Hell, the French are all about kissing."
Mason smiled, and when he spoke, there was no longer any doubt in his voice. "We are friends, aren't we?"
Out in the hall, Jon found himself with a hand full of cum. Watching the two in the shower had brought quick results for him. When he saw the ropes of cum shooting from David's dick, Jon had felt his dick thicken up, and he filled the palm of his hand with a big load of hot cream.
Looking at his hand, he thought, "What a mess." He grinned. "What a hot sight," he said softly.
When he heard voices coming around the corner, Jon quickly stepped inside the shower room.
David and Mason were busy showering when the younger student entered the room. Their dicks were still pretty chubbed, but otherwise there was no hint of what had just taken place.
David stepped out of the shower and walked toward the towel rack. As he reached for a towel, David couldn't help but see that Jon was in a hurry to wash his hands. Then he noticed the strings the water was forming and rolling off Jon's hands.
"Sticky hands can be a problem," he said to Jon.
Jon shut the water off and turned around. Unlike David and Mason, Jon's dick was still hard, and a thin string of cum was leaking from the tip. His face suddenly turned very red.
David suddenly realized that Jon must have been watching them in the shower. He grinned. "It's alright, Jon. We all do it."
"What's going on?" Mason asked joining him.
David handed him a towel. "Boy stuff." He leaned over and whispered, "I'll tell you later. Then to Jon, he said, "You'd better get your shower. I can smell you from here."
As Mason dried off, he asked, "Do you have time for a video game?"
David tossed his towel in one of the net-covered hampers that stood at one end of the room. "Sure do. I don't have any homework, so my evening is free."
"Yeah, have fun playing – games," Jon said and headed for one of the showers.
Out in the hall, Mason asked, "Is he being a smartass? I thought he was a pretty good kid."
David laughed. "Jon is a good kid. I'll tell you everything when we get inside your room."