Hairy Ever After

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Mark Stevens

Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Four

Bren drove his car into the entrance of the local shopping mall and followed the Community van, being driven by Tom, to a parking slot. Bren pulled in beside the van, turned the car engine off and facing his passengers, Cole Ben, Barry and Sawyer, and said, "Remember, shopping in pairs. Are we clear?"

Cole shook his head and said, "How can we shop for Christmas presents if we've got company?"

Bren reached for the door handle and smiled. "I'm sure you can manage. Let's join the others."

Barry, Ben and Sawyer crawled out from the back seat. "I know how secretive you can be," Barry teased.

"I heard that Cole lives a secret life," Sawyer declared giving the college student's shoulder a playful punch.

Rob, the counselor, had ridden with Tom's group of students. He turned and faced Mason, David, Denny, Jaren, Jon, and Chase, and said, "Remember the main rule?"

"Stay together," Mason said and laughed. He turned to David and added, "Let me hold your hand, son. I wouldn't want you to get lost."

David pulled his hand back. "Don't be a turd."

"Mason is right," Tom spoke up. "There's safety in pairs."

Bren led the way inside the mall and said to Rob, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Rob smiled at the group. "Stay safe, stay in pairs. We'll meet back at the Food Court at one o'clock." He pulled his cell phone out and looked at the screen. "That will give you a good two hours to shop before lunch."

Bren and Tom both looked at Rob, and Tom asked, "Coming with us?"

Rob shook his head and said, "No, you two go enjoy yourselves. I have several stores to check out. I'll meet back up with you at one."

"Stay safe," Cole said grinning at the counselor. "Come on, Ben, I've been saving money just for this trip." He pulled his roommate down the opened walk-way and disappeared inside one of the shops.

"I don't know how Chad does it," Bren said walking along side Tom.

Tom shrugged his shoulders. "Are you referring to the salary the Founder pays each student for working in the Community?"

"I am. I know that the man came from money, but there must be a limit to his resources."

Tom sighed. "I don't know how he does it, but I'm thankful that he has such a caring and loving heart and soul." Tom paused and then reminded, "You do remember that we could draw a much larger salary if we worked in a public school system?"

At the entrance to one of the stores, Bren stopped and said, "Yeah, and if we taught in public education, we'd have to pay for rent and groceries."

"Oh, I know, and I agree with you. We have a much better deal, and we don't have to deal with any bullshit."

"That's not true. You can't live life and not experience some bullshit." Leading the way down one of the store's isles, Bren said, "Enough shop talk. Let's get to shopping. Using Cole's words, I've been saving money for this trip."

They discovered lots of interesting things, and several shops later, they made their way to the Food Court, their arms loaded down with shopping bags, heavy from their purchases.

"Why don't I put these in the trunk of the car?" Tom suggested.

Bren handed his bags to his lover. "I think that would be a great idea." He turned and saw the rest of the group joining up with them. "Tom's taking our bags to the car."

Cole and Barry offered to go with Tom, and all of the bags were packed away neatly in the trunk of Bren's car.

The Food Court of any mall is the best place in the world to offer all sorts of different food specialties. While the students were choosing what they wanted their meal to consist of, Bren and Rob pushed tables together so they could eat as a group. The students soon returned carrying heavy paper plates full of their choices. When Bren joined them, he had a plate of his favorite Chinese food. "I love the food here," he said pulling out a chair.

"No shit," Cole said and grinned. "Do you need sideboards on that plate?"

"Hush." Bren ripped the plastic wrap away from his eating utensils. "Judging by your plate, you did quite well for yourself."

During the meal Bren said to Tom, "I want to shop for a Christmas tree this afternoon."

Tom pretended to object. "You're certainly full of the Christmas spirit this year, aren't you?"

With a nod, Bren declared, "I am, and I don't apologize for it. After seeing how Danny has his home decorated, it created a spark in me. I think all the time I've lived in the Community I just considered the apartment as a place to sleep, drink a few beers and –"

"And have sex," Cole interrupted.

"That's rather rude, Cole," Rob spoke up.

Rather than being embarrassed by Cole's remark, Bren chose to address it head on. "That, too."

Tom paused with a fork of food halfway to his mouth. "And now?"

Bren smiled. "Now, I realize the apartment, our apartment, is our home. The place deserves to be loved."

Mason leaned back in his chair and said, "Sounds like you're getting a strong dose of sentimentality."

"Nothing wrong with that," Cole said pushing his chair back. "I'm still hungry. I think I'm going to get a milk shake from Sonic."

Sawyer ran a hand across his chest. "I wish there was a mall where we could shop without having to wear these stupid clothes."

Barry shushed him. "Not so loud. I highly doubt any of these shoppers around us would agree with you."

"Barry's right," Rob said. "I myself hate we have to wear them, but if we want to keep our world in the Community safe, we must not talk about it out in a public place like this. We must always use common sense."

"I wish Keith would have agreed to come with us," Bren said pushing his empty plate to the side." He picked up his cup and took a sip from the straw.

"I'm a little worried about the guy," Mason said shaking his head.

A concerned look on his face, Bren asked, "Why do you say that, Mason?"

Cole had returned with his shake, and hearing Mason's remark said, "I think Keith's thinking about leaving the Community."

"Do you really think so?" Bren was no longer interested in his Coke.

Cole sipped some of the chocolate shake from his straw. "I do."

Rob leaned forward and placed his elbows on the tabletop. "I appreciate you guys telling me this. I have a meeting with him Monday afternoon. I really thought he was making progress."

"I find this information very disturbing," Bren sighed. "It took him a while to get back on track, but as of now, Keith's doing well in my class."

Tom stood to his feet and picked up his empty plate. I vote that we return to our shopping. We can address Keith's situation when we're back in the Community."

"Are the rest of the students going to get the chance to shop?" Chase asked.

Rob answered the boy's question. "Evan, Parker and I are going to bring those students here to the mall next Saturday."

"That's cutting it a little close, isn't it?" Jaren asked.

"Not really. When the shopping is finished next Saturday, there will still be a week and a half until Christmas."

"On the topic of Christmas," Tom said, "I hope all you guys remember as you're shopping that you need a Dirty Santa gift for the student Christmas party."

"Just how dirty can it be?" Cole grinned.

Tom pretended to choke the college student. "Don't be daft, Cole. You know how this all works."

Cole was indignant. "Daft? What the hell? Are you saying I'm crazy?"

Barry leaned over and gave his friend a playful shove. "Everyone knows you, Cole, and if you need me to explain what daft means, I'll be happy to tell you."

As they were dumping their trash into the waste containers, Rob reminded them of the safety rule. "Remember, shop with a partner."

"Meet up back here at four o'clock," Tom instructed.

"And don't be late," Bren added. "It's a long walk back home."

Bren and Tom spent the afternoon searching for just the right Christmas tree. When they returned to the Food Court at the appointed time, Tom was carrying a long box containing "the perfect tree, according to Bren". Bren was carrying three good sized bags full of ornaments for the tree, as well as other items he planned on displaying in their apartment. When everyone was accounted for, the group left the mall and walked in the direction of the two parked vehicles. The trunk of Bren's car was now filled to capacity with purchases, and Tom opened the rear door of the van. "Put the rest of your packages in here."

It was a thirty minute trip back to the Community, and all the way home Bren's passengers talked about their day and mentioned some of their purchases, with Ben saying, "Of course I can't talk about everything I bought. " He looked at Cole, who was his roommate and grinned.

"I hope you didn't get me anything, Punk. I certainly didn't spend any money on you."

Ben shrugged his shoulders. "I guess you'll just have to wait and see."

Teasing was tossed back and forth between the students, with Bren throwing in a jab now and then. The miles ticked quietly away, and before it hardly seemed possible, Bren was pulling up to the Community gate. He saw Tom stop the van behind him. Mike, the weekend security guard, waved to them from the guard shack and pushed a button. He gave Bren a friendly wave as the gate slowly opened and motioned him go drive through.

Bren drove slowly toward the large building that not only housed their homes, but their classrooms as well and parked beside the multipurpose structure. He turned to his passengers and said, "Let's unload from here. It will make things easier. The temperature has dropped considerably since we left this morning."

In no time at all, Bren's car trunk was empty of plastic bags. The students disappeared with their purchases, and Tom and Bren entered their apartment and stored their purchases in the closet in their bedroom. Once they were safely stowed away, they left the building and drove the vehicles over to the Admin parking lot.

Returning to their apartment, Tom looked around the room, his eyes landing on the tall box containing the new tree. Then looking at the clock above the sink in the kitchen, he said, "I say we get out of these damned clothes, slide into our robes and head over for supper. We can decorate after we eat."

Bren walked in the bedroom, and seconds later, had managed to slip out of his clothes. He pulled his heavy white robe on commenting, "I'm not very hungry because of my big lunch. However, I do want to meet up with Evan and check with my brother to see how he's doing. It's been a few days since we've talked."

Tom was soon out of his clothes and reaching for his robe. His hairy naked body never failed to get a rise out of Bren's cock. He pulled the man to him. "We could just stay in and fuck."

Tom pushed his naked body against his lover's robe-covered flesh. "We could." He felt Bren's dick rise to the occasion. "Remember your brother. I believe you wanted to see him."

Bren kissed Tom lightly on the mouth. "Damn it, I did say that."

Tom nodded. "You did. You know, we can still make an appearance in the cafeteria, talk to whoever we need to, then come back and fuck."

"I do want to fuck." Pulling Tom back in the living room, he said, "But I also want to get the tree put together."

"We can do that," Tom agreed. "Decorate, then fuck. Sounds like a plan to me."

They walked out of their apartment and exited the building. Met by a cold rush of winter air, the two hurried down the street and entered the cafeteria. As they found empty hooks to hang their robes, Chad came up and joined them.

"I see the two of you survived the big shopping event." He hugged Tom first, then Bren.

"We did," Bren answered and returned the Founder's hug.

"Not sure if our bank account did," Tom added with a grin.

Bren shrugged his shoulders. "What can I say? I've lived in that apartment for almost two years, and I decided I wanted a home."

"It's still an apartment," Tom teased.

"True, but after I'm through decorating, it's going to be a home. Our home."

Chad gave Tom a pat on the back. "I can't argue with that." Then turning to Bren, he said, "This is your home, and I want you to do whatever you need to make it your home. For you both," he added and removed his hand from Tom's back.

The two teachers went through the food line, picking very little food because of their big lunch at the mall. They walked over to a table and sat down next to Evan. The professor eyed the two plates and said, "Eating kind of light tonight?"

"Late lunch at the mall," Bren answered.

"Lots of food," Tom added.

Evan grinned. "How did the shopping trip go? Students behave?"

"As far as we know," Bren said.

"We left with the same number of noses we arrived with," Tom replied.

Finished with his meal, Evan pushed his plate to one side of the tray. "How about you two? Did you find anything interesting?"

Bren took a bite of Jell-O and said, "Speaking of that, do you have any plans this evening?"

"None that I know of. Why? Do you have plans for me?"

Tom groaned and then grinned. "Bren's going to try and talk you into coming by the apartment and help us decorate the tree."

A surprised look appeared on the professor's face. "Tree?" A few seconds later he asked, "Did you guys buy a Christmas tree?"

"We did," Bren answered. "And yes, if you are willing, we would love having your help."

"Well, then you are in luck. I have no plans, other than waiting for your brother to get off work."

"Great." Bren finished his Jell-O and pushed his plate away. There were two cookies left, but he was too full to eat them.

"I'll take one of those," Evan said picking up one of the cookies."

"I'll take the other." Tom picked up the remaining particle of food and bit off a piece.

Bren picked his tray up and stood to his feet. "I'm going to see Chance. I'll be right back."

He dropped his tray off and entered the large cafeteria kitchen. "Hey you," he called out to his brother. Chance was dumping a pan out into the trash. Darren and Cliff were evidently his brother's helpers because Darren was standing at the sink washing some large pans. Cliff was putting food back in the refrigerator.

"Your brother's working our asses off," Darren said turning from the sink.

Bren walked over and stood next to the student. Darren was wearing an apron in front, but his bare ass was in plain sight. Bren walked over and gave it a playful smack. "I don't think so. It all seems to still be there."

Cliff closed the refrigerator door and said, "You know how Darren is. He thinks he's overworked and underpaid."

Bren gave the student another smack. "I feel so sorry for you."

Darren stepped to the side and grinned at the teacher. "If that's so, you might find it in your heart to help out."

Bren smiled. "I do feel you. Didn't I just slap your ass? Twice?"

He walked over and gave his brother a hug. Chance wore an apron exactly like his helpers, and Bren wasn't happy that the heavy material was between them. He felt his dick jerk and quickly pulled away. He did not want Cliff and Darren see him get hard. He took a deep breath, and slowly letting it out, said, "I came to invite you over to our apartment when you're finished here. Evan's going home with us."

Chance saw his brother's cock thicken up and smiled. "Do I ask the reason for the invite?"

"Tom and I bought a Christmas tree today, and we're going to decorate it." Bren suddenly had a thought and added, "That is, unless you're too tired. You've had a busy day."

"No busier than the one you guys had. How did the shopping excursion go?"

"I think everyone was satisfied with their purchases. I know Tom and I did."

Chance looked at the big round clock on the wall. "We should be out of here in half an hour. Cliff is getting ready to pull the food from the line."

"Great. We'll see you when you're finished here."

Bren stopped at the dining room door and said, "Darren, if you're so tired, I think you should hit the shower after work and go straight to bed."

Darren gave the teacher a big grin. "Oh, I'm definitely hitting the shower, and I am going to bed. However, I'm not sure I'll be going right to sleep."

Bren held up both hands. "TMI. Too much information." He stepped through the door and joined Evan and Tom who were still sitting at the table. "You guys ready to boogie?"

The three teachers claimed their robes, pulled them on, and left the building. They hurried down the empty street, greeted by the cold December wind. When they reached the dormitory, the three men wasted no time getting inside the warm building. Bren opened the door to their apartment and stepped to the side. "Welcome," he invited.

Stepping into the room, Evan eyed the large box on the floor beside the sofa. "Damn, Tom, you weren't kidding when you said you bought a big ass tree."

"My lover really has the spirit this Christmas."

Bren gave his partner a punch on the shoulder. "You have it, too. You just want to make people think it's only me."

Evan shucked out of his robe and gave it to Bren to hang up. Dropping to his knees, he said, "Let's get this sucker out of the box."

While Tom was helping Evan, Bren went into the bedroom and returned with several bags. "Decorations," he said when he saw Evan looking at him.

Evan turned to Tom. "The man does have the spirit, doesn't he?"

"I told you." Tom pulled the first section of the tree from the box.

There was an empty space on the floor next to the one window in the room. On the adjoining wall was the big sofa chair. Bren walked over and stood in front of the curtained window pane. "I think the tree would look nice here. What do you think, Babe?"

Tom stood up and walked over to his lover. Pulling Bren to him, he said, "I think it's a fine idea, Babe." He kissed Bren lightly on the lips and said, "And contrary to my actions, I believe this is going to be my best Christmas ever."

"I knew it."

Between them, the Christmas tree was put together by the time Chance tapped on the door.

"Come in," Bren called.

Chance came in and quickly removed his robe. Hanging it on the hooks with the others, he said, "Sorry if I smell like food."

Tom sniffed the air and walked over to his lover's brother. "You smell just like – just like you." He gave the man a quick kiss and said, "I love the way my brother- in- law smells."

Evan walked over and pulled Chance into his arms. "Actually, for Chance to be your brother- in - law, you and Bren would have to be married.

Tom went over and took one of the bags from Bren. "Maybe we will get married. One day."

Tom's words brought a few seconds of silence in the room before Bren began pulling Christmas ornaments from bags. "This tree needs decorating."

As the four of them took turns adding to the tree, Bren said, "I want us to celebrate Christmas as a family this year. I'm determined to turn this apartment into a home. I'm tired of looking at it as just an ordinary apartment."

Tom smiled tenderly at his partner. "You make this place home for me, Babe."

"You do the same for me," Evan assured Chance. "I'm so thankful you came into my life."

Tears formed in Chance's eyes. "I'm thankful to have all of you in my life, especially my brother."

Bren found his own eyes growing moist. "I have to say, aren't we the lucky ones?"

"Although we're going to celebrate Christmas here, we'll still take part in the Dirty Santa gift party the staff is having," remarked.

"As well as the student Christmas party," Bren added.

"It's going to be a busy time," Evan remarked.

Chance asked, What about your sister, Tom? Are you guys getting together with your family?"

"We're going to Erick and Elaine's the Friday after Christmas."

"They've invited us to spend the night," Bren said.

"I'm really happy you're getting back in touch with your family."

"I am as well, Evan," Tom said.

"Any update on your mother?" Chance asked.

Tom shook his head and answered, "After the five minute visit we had with her at Thanksgiving, I doubt we'll see her."

"I hate that for you, Bud." Sympathy could be heard in Evan's voice.

"It has been nice reconnecting with my sister. At Thanksgiving there was a little tension at first with Erick, although he didn't treat us badly. After my mother's short and rude appearance, my brother-in-law apologized to me. To both of us." Tom looked at Bren and continued, "He told us we were welcome in their home anytime."

Conversation gradually moved away from the topic of family and returned to holiday subjects. An hour later the tree was fully decorated, and Bren was totally happy with the outcome. "This tree is absolutely beautiful.

"It is," Tom agreed.

"Just like the two men who live here. And the one who lives with me," Evan declared.

"We're all just fucking beautiful, aren't we?" A big grin appeared on Tom's face. He pulled Chance to him, and the two men hugged each other close. Thick black chest curls rubbed against wiry brown hairs, and they both felt their cocks rising between them.

Evan went over to Bren and said, "I've been wanting to do this ever since we've been here. I thought we'd never get the damned Christmas tree decorated." He pressed his body into Bren, and his growing dick found the man's hardening hairy member. Black pubes meshed into blond pubes, and a moment later, both cocks were standing at full mast.

A short time later, Tom, who had by this time traded places with Evan and had Bren's cock between his lips pulled away and stood up. "Okay, let's fuck."

Bren started toward the bedroom, and Tom stopped him. "No. I have another idea."

Tom disappeared in the bedroom and returned carrying a bedsheet. He motioned for the others to stand back, and he covered the back of the sofa with it. Let's fuck here. Evan, I want you to fuck Chance. I'll drill your ass, Babe," he said and ran his fingers along Bren's furry ass crack. The feel of his lover's ass hair went straight to his cock, and he saw a drop of pre cum leak out and string its way down to the floor.

Bren smiled at his brother and lay with his stomach against the back of the sofa. He patted the spot next to him. "Join me, Bro?"

The sofa shifted some when Chance was next to him, and Bren took his brother's hand. "I'm so happy we can share something this important." He gave the hand a gentle squeeze.

"Me, too, Buddy." Chance squeezed back.

Standing behind Bren, Tom looked down at his lover's ass, covered in thick black hair. "So fucking hot," he moaned. He looked at Chance's furry butt and shook his head. "Identical," he whispered.

Evan placed one hand on one of Chance's furry ass cheeks and the other hand on Bren's. "They do look the same. As you say, Tom, so fucking hot. So goddamned fucking hot. Let's fuck these hairy holes."

"Wait, I forgot something." Tom went around the sofa and pulled the drawer out from the table beside it. "I'm sure our guys will want us to use this." He grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer and returned to his place behind Bren. He gave the bottle to Evan. "I'm sure that Chance would prefer that you use this."

Evan took the bottle and rubbed a heavy coat of gel on his dripping cock. Before handing it back to Tom, he pushed a thick load of lube up Chance's ass. It left the black circle of hair sparkling with the slippery substance.

As Tom coated his dick, he watched Evan push his slippery cockhead inside Chance's hairy opening. "You guys fuck raw?"

Evan nodded and pushed his thick head a little deeper. "With the same restrictions as you two, Chad gave us his permission." He pushed the rest of the way inside Chance until only the tip of his blond bush could be seen.

"Fuck!" Chance repeated, "Fuck!"

Tom pushed his slippery head along Bren's hairy crack, and when it reached his lover's entrance, he pushed his way slowly between Bren's ass walls.

Bren repeated his brother's word. "Fuck!"

Tom moved back and forth, his cock enjoying the feeling of hot naked flesh sucking his dick deeper. Watching Evan moving in and slowly pulling back out, Tom sighed. "There's nothing like hot flesh against hot flesh is there?"

"God, no." Evan moaned and began thrusting harder.

Still holding his brother's hand, Bren smiled and said, "I love you so much, Chance."

"I love you, too, Buddy. Sharing all this with you makes me really happy."

The two brothers continued smiling at each other and holding hands as the men behind them fucked harder.

Bren spoke up, "Where's the lube, Babe?"

Keeping his fucking pace the same, Tom reached for the bottle and gave it to Bren.

Bren pulled his hand away from Chance when he took the bottle. He squeezed some out into the palm of his hand and handed the bottle to Chance. "Rub some of this on your dick. If you don't, a blister might form. It will make the sliding back and forth on the sheet feel so much better."

He pushed back against Tom, forcing his lover to move just enough to allow him to reach his cock. He wrapped his lube-filled fingers around it, allowing his dick to move freely back and forth across the sheet. He moaned when Tom's slippery dick pushed in deep and slammed his prostate hard against the sofa.

"Yeah, fuck my ass, Babe," Bren cried out. "I feel your fucking bush rubbing hard against me. Feels so fucking good." Tom's fucking motion was forcing Bren's now coated dick to slide smoothly back and forth across the bedsheet. "God, Tom, I'm getting close."

Tom moaned and fucked as hard as he could, each thrust slamming brutally against his lover's prostate. He felt his balls beginning to give off that familiar tingle, warning him they were about ready to release their thick creamy load. "Me, too," he cried out. Fucking Bren's ass, Tom looked over and watched Evan drilling Chance's furry ass hard and deep. The mass of blond curls that spread thickly around the professor's dick slammed roughly against Chance's naked flesh.

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit. I'm going to cum, Chance." Evan felt the head of his cock explode. His toes curled as the deep sweet sensation of cumming spread all over his body. He continued fucking, moving his dick in time with each jet it shot up his lover's ass.

Tom's dick was still buried in the river of cum he'd just shot inside his lover's ass when Bren cried out. "I'm shooting." The muscles in his ass clamped down on Tom's cock as he shot cream between his hairy stomach and the sheet on the sofa. The action caused Tom to cry out, "Fuck, that's intense!"

When Evan realized that Chance hadn't cum yet, he pulled out and told the man to turn over. When Chance was laying with his back against the sofa, Evan reached for the man's hard cock and began stroking it.

"God, that's a fucking hot sight," Tom moaned as he watched the professor jack Chance's furry hard and slippery dick. While one hand fisted the man's cock, the other ran its fingers through the thick tangle of black hair that grew wide spread around Chance's hard member.

The sight caused Tom's dick to twitch, surrounded by the load of fresh cum he'd just shot up his lover's ass. "Damn, from the neck down, front and back, the two of you could pass as twins. If I couldn't see your faces, I'm pretty sure I couldn't tell you apart." Together, he and Bren watched the professor jack Chance's dick.

A moment later Chance cried out, "I'm cumming. "Going to shoot," he managed to pant out.

Evan jerked harder and continued jacking as one jet after another fired out on Chance's furry chest and stomach. The cum formed a white river and slowly traveled down along the man's furry belly. It came to a stop and formed a thick puddle at the spot where Chance's treasure trail met up with his wide patch of black pubes.

"Oh. My. God." A loud sigh came out of Chance, and he became silent and very, very still.

"That was one fucking hot sight to see," Tom said breaking the silence in the room.

"It was hot," Bren whispered to his brother.

Fucking on the back of the couch sounded like a good and a hot thing to do at the time, but now that things were cooling down, Bren and Chance were finding the position a little uncomfortable. "I don't know about Chance, but although this was a good idea at the time, I'm ready to change positions."

When the brothers were back on their feet, both felt cum running down their legs. "Let's hit the shower, Chance," Bren invited. "We're both a sticky mess."

Chance followed his brother through the bedroom and into the bathroom. He watched Bren adjust the water, and when his brother invited him to step under the spray, Chance found himself silently following Bren into the stall.

Bren sat things in motion by reaching for a bar of soap. Holding the bar in his hand, he placed it against Chance's sticky hairy chest and began making soapy circles through the tangle of black fur. He slowly worked his way down, and when he came to his brother's crotch, he wasn't surprised to discover Chance was hard. His dick was still coated with a mixture of lube and cum, and he used his soapy fingers to clean the slippery spunk off. By the time he was satisfied it was clean, Chance was dripping pre cum.

Bren laughed. "Hey, I thought the idea was to clean up, not make another mess."

"Sorry, Buddy. Your fingers felt so good. I tried to keep it from happening, but I couldn't."

Bren leaned over and kissed his brother's mouth. "You never need to apologize, Chance. I'm happy you're comfortable living the life we do together. Sharing things the way we do," he added.

Bren suddenly dropped to his knees, and without asking permission, took hold of his brother's dick. He wrapped his fingers around Chance's thick hard shaft and placed his lips around the cockhead. He sucked it in slowly and didn't stop until he his nose was buried in Chance's thick mat of black wet curls.

Chance groaned and pushed against his brother's face, grinding his hairy bush against Bren's chin. He moaned again. "Damn, you're good, Buddy."

With his brother's cock buried against the back of his throat, Bren gave Chance's furry ball sac a gentle tub. He teased and played with this brother's heavy man marbles for a time, and still sucking Chance's cock, Bren ran a finger down his brother's fuzzy man sac and went in search of the hairy hole he knew was waiting for him. When he felt it against his finger, he pushed just the tip through the opening. His brother moaned, and Bren felt a thick drop of pre cum leak down his throat. He eagerly swallowed it and continued with his sucking, waiting for more of his brother's sweet nectar. He pushed his finger knuckle deep the rest of the way up his brother's ass.

Chance suddenly cried out, "Jesus!"

Bren felt his brother's dick explode and shoot the first spurt of cum to the back of his throat. He continued sucking, and Chance kept on firing spunk into his brother's mouth. When his balls were finally empty, Chance leaned weakly against his brother's face.

Giving his brother a smile, Bren pulled away and stood up. Stepping out of the direct path of the steamy spray, he opened his mouth and spit most of his brother's load into the palm of his hand.

Surprised, Chance asked, "What the hell?"

Bren smiled again and he began coating his hard dick with his brother's creamy load. Once he had it covered, Bren leaned against the shower wall and slowly jacked his dick. With one hand on his cock, he reached out with his other and made a fist around Chance's still very hard cock. He squeezed it gently between his fingers as he continue to jack off. It didn't take long for him to achieve his goal. His balls tingled, and his cocked shook between his fingers as it began firing out its second load for the evening. As he jacked, cum leaked between his fingers and dropped to the floor of the shower. With his balls empty, he held out his hand and watched the water wash not only his, but his brother's creamy load down the drain.

Chance pulled his brother to him. "Yes, indeed, I am grateful, as well as thankful, that you and I share and enjoy the same life. The best thing about it, I no longer have to try and keep anything from you."

"There was never any need for you to do that." Bren kissed his brother and said, "We've made another mess. I suppose we'd better clean up before we both turn into a prune from so much water."

A few minutes later, both guys squeaky clean and cum free, Bren turned the water off, and the two brothers dried their bodies and returned to the living room. When they enter the room, they discovered Tom pulling his cock out of Evan's ass, covered with a cum-filled rubber.

Tom grin. "What can we say? We heard the two of you in the shower, and well, my dick needed to fuck. Evan was the only one here, but he took care of my need quite well."

Bren placed an arm around Tom's shoulders and said, "Glad we could help out. Aren't we, Bro?"

Chance came over and kissed both Bren and Tom. "It's nice to know we can inspire people sometimes."

"All the fucking time," Evan said joining his partner. He also gave the man a kiss.

A few more words were passed around before Evan and Chance reached for their robes. "I think it's time for us to head home," Evan said. "I need a shower really bad."

"I do, too," Tom said. "You're welcomed to take one with me."

"Perhaps another time. It's been good, guys. Next time we'll host the party. It's not fair that you guys do it all the time."

"I don't hear either one of us complaining," Bren said giving both men hugs and a kiss."

Once their guests were gone, Tom headed for the shower. "Join me," he asked looking at Bren.

Bren shook his head. "I think I'm done in. I'll meet you in bed."

While Bren waited for Tom to shower, his thoughts returned to the evening they'd just had. A year ago he would never have dreamed he would one day share a sex scene with his brother. He remembered the first time, and he remembered both he and Chance had felt a little uncomfortable. Now, many months later, their shared lives felt as if they had always lived this way. He loved his brother so much, and he was really happy that he no longer had to keep any secrets from him.

Tom finished his shower and returned to the bedroom. Crawling between the sheets, he said, "I'm surprised you're still awake. We've had a very busy day."

"Busy evening as well," Bren reminded.

Tom rolled over and pulled his lover to him. "It was all nice, wasn't it? Even shopping with the students."

Bren nodded. "It was."

Silence surrounded them for a minute and then Bren broke it. "Tom, can I ask you something?"

Tom pulled his lover close, pushing his soft dick along Bren's furry ass crack. "Of course. You know you can ask me anything."

"Your remark earlier surprised me."

Tom was silent for a moment. Finally, "Oh, are you referring to my comment about getting married?"

"Yes."

"Is that something you would be interested in? Or not?"

"I've thought about it many times, especially now that it's legal."

"I never realized that. Now I'm the one surprised."

Bren was the silent one now. Finally, "Is it something you would like to do? Or were you just talking out of the top of your head?"

"No, I think someday I would like to get married. To you, I love you, Babe."

"Whatever happened to your `ditto' answer to love?"

"Well, ditto, I would like to marry you. It doesn't have to be tomorrow, next month, or even next year, but one day, yes, I would love to marry you."

Bren was suddenly filled with such a warm feeling of love that he rolled over and faced Tom. "I agree with you. It doesn't have to be soon, but one day I would love to be married to you."

"When we're ready, we'll discuss it with Rob and see what he thinks of the idea. However, he is a minister, and he has a license to marry. I'm pretty sure that license is legal to perform weddings for gay couples as well as straight."

"I'm sure you're right." Bren yawned. "For now, let's concentrate on sleep. Tomorrow's another day, and when we are ready, we can meet with Chad and Rob."

Surprised, Tom said, "Chad?"

"That's right. He is in charge of the Community, and rightfully, this should go through him as well."

"Do you think we need his permission?"

"No, not to get married. Even if we got married away from the Community, we would need to let the Founder know. It would be the right thing to do."

"Marshall Compton could marry us," Tom reminded.

"He could, but if we do this, this is our home, and I'd want the ceremony here, and for Rob to do it."

"I agree. Now, roll over and go to sleep. I want to spoon your hairy body. Night, Babe."

"Good night." Bren rolled over, and minutes later, both men was lost to Dreamland."