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Chapter Forty-Seven
"Chad has certainly been busy," Bren said as he and Tom returned to the apartment after dinner one evening.
Chad had sent a message to all staff and students to meet with him in the cafeteria at six-thirty that evening. He wanted to bring everyone up to speed on where the plans concerning the renovation stood.
"He certainly has." Tom shrugged out of his robe and placed it on one of the wall hooks beside the door.
Two weeks had passed since Chad had put the first phase in motion. The Founder had interviewed three independent contractors, and days later, chosen one. The Founder had been especially impressed with Jack Dawes, and after interviewing the man and hearing his bid, hired him. When Chad had informed the contractor about possibly seeing a few naked bodies, Dawes had quickly assured him that no one on his crew would be offended by the sight. Chad also told Jack that the students would be living elsewhere while the renovation took place.
Bren removed his robe and hung it on the hook next to Tom's. "It sounds as if this Dawes guy really impressed Chad." He joined Tom on the sofa.
"Are you concerned about the renovation?"
Bren shook his head. "Not in the least."
Tom placed a hand on Bren's leg. "Something must be on your mind. You have that look."
Bren smiled. "'That look'?"
"Like you have something to say. Are you wanting to tell me something?"
Before Bren could answer, his cell phone rang. Upon entering his apartment, Bren had placed his it on the kitchen counter. He jumped off the sofa and went to answer it.
"Hey, Chad," he greeted when he saw the Founder's name on the screen. "What's up?"
"Bren, sorry to disturb your evening. Do you have a quick moment?"
"All the time in the world for you, Founder."
"Bren, I would like to invite you and Tom to have dinner at my cottage Saturday evening. Brad, Rob, Parker, Tim, and Marshall Compton will be here. The main reason for the get together involves the changes that are going to be taking place here. All staff in your building will be greatly affected, and I want to make sure things won't become too hectic for you and Tom, as well as the other staff members. While the purpose of the meal is to discuss the renovation, I wouldn't be surprised if someone got fucked before the evening is finished."
Bren accepted the Founder's invitation for him and Tom both. Chad gave him a time to be at his cottage, and Bren ended the call and returned to the sofa.
"What's up?"
"You and I have been invited to a dinner, followed by a meeting and possible sex."
Tom leaned over and gave Bren a kiss. "Sounds like my kind of meeting."
"It does sound promising. Now, I want to talk to you about something else."
"I'm listening." Tom leaned back on the sofa.
"Don Jefferson."
"Is there more to this conversation?" Tom asked when became silent.
"I think you should give the man a call and make an appointment to meet him in the gym."
Tom grinned. "You do?"
"I do." Bren reached for his phone. "Call him now and see when he could see you. You've been a little tense lately, and I think a nice evening swim would take care of the problem."
Tom took the phone and punched in the gym manager's number. A few moments later he ended the call. "Are you happy now?"
"Very happy." Bren placed his phone on the table next to the sofa. "So happy, in fact, that I want to fuck you. Right now!"
Tom jumped off the sofa and pulled Bren with him. "I think that's a marvelous idea." He ran a finger along his lover's hairy crack. "Just as long as you know that I'm going to return the favor."
"Oh, I definitely know. Let's fuck." Bren pushed his lover into the bedroom.
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When Tom reached the gym Thursday evening, he discovered Don standing by the door. The gym manager was naked, and Tom felt his cock leap under his robe. When he heard the lock on the door turn, Tom quickly stepped inside and welcomed the warmth that greeted him. He admired Don's body as the manager locked the door. Like Tom, Don also had plenty of thick hair all over his body. The only difference, the gym manager had blond fur where the thick hair on Tom's body was brown.
"Welcome to gym after hours," Don greeted.
They went into a hug immediately, and both men enjoyed the feeling of each other's thick fur blending together. Tom placed his hands on Don's back, and the two shared a kiss. His fingers travelled downward until they reached Don's fur-covered cheeks. Tom pulled the man closer, and he felt the man's cock growing hard. Tom was already hard.
"Shall we take this to the pool?" Don asked.
Tom uttered something unintelligent, and taking that for a "yes", Don led the way into the steamy room that housed the Community swimming pool.
Don said, "Let's swim first." Without any warning, he pushed Tom into the warm water, and quickly jumped in after the teacher.
Tom's head surfaced from the water. "Asshole."
Don moved through the water until he was standing in front of Tom. He placed a hand on each hip. "Asshole is right, and I'm looking forward to sliding my dick inside your hairy entrance. But – "
"But?"
"Could we talk before we fuck?"
Tom kissed the man lightly on the lips. "Of course. We can talk about anything you choose." He grinned. "I can play twenty questions if you like."
"Well, perhaps not twenty. But I do have one or two."
Tom moved back a step in the water. "Fire away."
"You and Bren are moving in together."
"That's not a question."
"Bren told me the two of you have feelings for each other."
Tom shook his head. "I still don't hear a question."
"Fuck." Tom looked across the pool and became silent.
"Again, no question. Shall I help you out?"
At Don's nod, Tom said, "Yes, it's true that Bren and I have feelings for each other. It's also true that we're moving in together when school is out for the summer." He paused and then added, "And it's also true that both Bren and I want to continue fucking other guys."
"How does that work?"
Tom's face took on a puzzled look. "Work? The same as it's always has. I put my cock in a guy's ass, and he puts his in mine."
"Don't be a jerk. You know what I'm referring to."
Tom moved closer and placed a hand on Don's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take everything you said lightly. "Look, Don, this is the way both Bren and I feel. We love each other. We're moving in together. This is all true. I know that Bren has already talked with you about the type of relationship we not only have now, but will continue to have after we move in together. We both find it exciting when we think about the other one fucking or getting fucked by another guy."
"Bren did tell me that."
"Then believe it, because it's true. In fact, when I called you the other night, it was Bren's idea. After his visit with you, he's been very anxious for the two of us to spend time together."
Don placed his lips on Tom's mouth, and the two allowed their feelings to take over. As they kissed, Tom felt the man's fingers wrap themselves around his cock. He had been hard from the moment he entered the gym, but Don's touch made his dick even harder now.
Finally Don said, "I don't know about you, but I am so ready to fuck."
"Your hand is holding onto my dick. What do you think?"
Don began pulling him through the water. When Don reached the pool steps, he pulled Tom up with him and the two men enjoyed a wet hug.
Tom said, "I think you know that I want your cock. I hear there is this bench in your locker room that's perfect for fucking."
"Fuck, yeah, it is. Follow me."
"Bren is so going to enjoy this."
"He is? How?" Don had stopped in front of his locker and was in the act of picking of a condom. He turned around, repeated, "How? Is he joining us?"
Tom shook his head and grinned. "No, he won't be joining us. At least not this time. The only thing he asks is that when I see him, I share every detail of what we do, you and I. He will be so fucking horny and insist on putting his hairy dick up my ass when I tell him."
Tom followed Don around the corner of the lockers and said, "Ah, there's the bench." Eyeing it closely, he added, "Yep, I would say it's just about the right height."
"Trust me, it is. "Are you ready to be fucked on it?"
"To quote Bren, `Does the bear shit in the woods?'"
When they reached the bench, Tom dropped to his knees and focused on Don's hairy crotch. It was covered with blond hair everywhere and even crawled about half way up the man's hard shaft. Tom took hold of the base and began licking around Don's thick mushroom head. Bren had already described what Don's cock looked like when it was hard. Bren had been right. The man's dick wasn't the thickest cock he had ever seen, but it was definitely one of the longest. "It's going to be a deep fuck," Tom thought as he wrapped his lips around the cockhead. A little bit of pre cum leaked out, and he eagerly sucked it into his mouth. The action brought a moan out of Don.
"God, yes. Tom, swallow me. I want to bury my dick all the way in your mouth."
Tom looked up into Don's eyes and winked. Then he did as the man asked. He pushed his head down, and with his nose buried in blond pubes, Tom suddenly felt Don's dick pressed to the back of his throat. He had to take a minute to let his mouth use to it. Breathing in Don's pubic aroma, he thought, "This dick is going to feel so fucking great inside my ass."
A moment later Tom began working his mouth up and down the shaft of Don's long fuck stick. As he went up and down from tip to hairy base, Tom played with the heavy nut sac that hung between Don's legs. While sucking his cock, Tom ran a finger through the little blond hairs that covered both balls. He enjoyed the tickling sensation they gave him.
Deciding to give the man's dick a little rest, Tom pulled off and using his tongue, made a wet circle around Don's leaking cock. He started in the middle of his bush and made a wet circle through the blond curls, down to his balls, and completing the circle back in the middle of his bush. The action left Don's dick standing proudly, surrounded by a circle of wet blond hair. Then Tom left the man's crotch area and slowly kissed his way up Don's furry belly and chest. He was standing by the time he reached the gym manager's nipples. He kissed and played with them until both were hard as they pointed out through the mass of blond hair that was thick enough to practically hide them from sight.
Tom continued kissing as he worked his mouth against the furry flesh. With his hard cock and hairy crotch pressed tightly into Don's pubic area, he placed his lips on the man's mouth. As Tom's kiss deepened, he felt pre cum leak out of Don's cock and rest on his cockhead. The action created a feeling of excitement, and Don groaned.
"I need to fuck you, Tom."
Tom reached for the condom and lube and gave to Don. "Put this on and grease my ass. I can't wait to feel you inside me."
Don tore the foiled package opened and pulled the rubber out. When he had his dick covered, he told Tom to coat it with lube.
Tom took the bottle and squeezed a good amount into the palm of his hand. As he covered Don's cock, Tom felt it stretch inside the rubber. He pulled his hand away. He loved playing with the man's covered dick, but he wasn't ready for Don to cum just yet. He had a feeling by the way the gym manager's body was reacting that if he continued rubbing the gel on that Don might shoot a load into the rubber.
Tom reached for the gym manager's heavy balls. "These things are so goddamned big. I can't wait to see the size of the load they release."
"Get up there on your back," Don said pointing at the bench.
Tom got on the bench and spread his legs. "Grease me up and push that fuck monster inside my ass."
Don pulled Tom to the edge of the padded bench and began massaging the teacher's ass with a finger.
"You have the cutest pattern of brown hair circling your asshole. There's so much of it."
"Glad you enjoy looking at my ass, but would you please get down to the business of fucking it?"
Don took a couple of minutes to work enough lube in so that his cock wouldn't be uncomfortable for Tom. First one finger, then two, and finally three were working the slippery gel in Tom's ass.
"God, yes," Tom moaned when he felt the tip of Don's dick kissing his entrance. "Fuck me, Don."
Don pushed the head in and stopped. "Are you alright?"
Tom assured that he was great.
Don pushed another inch in and waited. When Tom remained silent, Don buried another inch.
"Starting to feel awesome!"
Don continued slowly pushing his way in until his blond pubes were pressed against Tom's cheeks. "Everything still okay?"
"More than. Fuck me!"
Tom watched the man's face take on a look of pleasure as Don's dick pushed through his ass walls. When Don found the teacher's love nut, Tom felt the tingle all the way down to his toes. The tingling continued as he felt Don's heavy balls slamming against his body. The feeling was enhanced even more as blond pubic hair began scratching his body. God, how he loved to feel another guy's bush grinding away at his ass. The pleasure was so great Tom thought he was going to cum. He tried to make his body relax, which was difficult because of the long hard cock that was tunneling its way to the depths of not only Tom's ass, but his very being as well.
Tom wrapped his fingers around his leaking cock and slowly began stroking. For a time he was only conscious of two things. The dick fucking his ass, and his hand jacking his cock. He matched his strokes with Don's pace and enjoyed the sensation the two were giving his body. A few minutes later he stopped jacking.
"Don, hang on a second."
Don stopped and asked if Tom was close.
"No, not close at all. I don't want to be mean, but could I fuck you for a bit? I just have to feel your ass hugging my cock."
Don smiled. "I thought you might want to fuck me." He leaned over and kissed Tom lightly on the lips and then slowly pulled out of the teacher's slippery ass. He reached down to the shelf just below the padded bench and pulled out a foiled package. "I had a feeling you might want to flip fuck, so I brought two extra rubbers."
"Three rubbers?"
Don handed the package to Tom. "Yes, three. I will allow you to fuck me, but I intend on cumming while inside your ass."
The two quickly traded places. Don was on his back with his legs spread widely, and Tom was the one enjoying the view this time.
Eyeing Don's hairy pucker, Tom asked, "Do I need to get the lube?"
"No need." Don's arm went between his legs. "I'm so horny that my ass is dripping wet. Just slide inside me."
Tom eyed the thick circle of blond hair that covered Don's asshole, and his mouth suddenly became dry. "You have a sexy pattern of hair down there as well."
Tom took the condom from its package and unrolled it down his hard hairy shaft. When it was secured at the base, surrounded by brown curls, he placed the tip of his dick next to Don's furry hole. Placing his left hand in the middle of the man's thick bush, Tom used his other hand to guide his cock. When he had it lined up, Tom pushed just the head inside. He could feel moisture against his dick. "Are you alright? I can feel some wetness touching my cock."
"I told you I was wet. Fuck me, Tom."
With his hand still in the gym manager's bush, Tom pushed inside the man's ass. He continued pushing until he felt his brown bush touching Don's cheeks. "You okay?"
Don's response was only a head nod. Tom took it as a sign that Don was ready to be fucked. He used his hands to pull Don's body closer to him, and the movement caused his dick to go even deeper.
Don moaned. "Oh, yeah, that's the spot."
Tom began with a slow, almost gentle movement as his cock traveled back and forth between the walls of Don's ass.
"You really know how to fuck," Don praised when Tom began fucking him harder.
"I can't believe how good your ass feels. Don't think I've fucked an ass before that wasn't lubed up. It's a different feeling, but I like it."
Tom's thrusts became harder as he concentrated on fucking Don's ass. Harder he pounded. In – out – in – out. Slam! Bam! He drilled Don's ass hard, and it wasn't long before he felt the approach of his orgasm beginning to churn in his balls. "I'm getting close," he warned."
Don had been stroking his dick, Tom's warning caused him to pull his hand away. His body matched every fuck thrust it was receiving. He felt the dick buried deep inside him thicken up and shudder.
"I feel your cock shaking against my ass walls. Fill that rubber with your thick hot cream, Tom."
"Oh – God –I'm cumming!" His cock erupted so much cum into the rubber that Tom could feel it traveling down his shaft.
"I can feel the rubber in my ass. You must have shot one hell of a load. Your dick suddenly feels very heavy."
"You have a great ass, Don."
Don suddenly raised up. "So do you, and I need to fuck it again."
Pulling out, Tom carefully removed the heavy condom from his dick. "Where do I put this?" He held the rubber up.
Don pointed to a nearby trash can, and Tom gave it a toss. It hit the can with a loud plump. Then he returned to the bench and watched as Don put another rubber on his dick.
"My ass is full of lube, so just slide in me." Tom quickly spread his legs.
He watched as Don once again pushed inside him. When he felt the man's wiry blond bush touching him, he was ready to be fucked again by Don's long hairy pole.
"Your ass is the hottest." Don was buried deep inside once again and ready to fuck some more.
"Fuck me, Don. Cum inside my ass. I want to feel your dick shaking as it shoots out your hot man cream."
There was nothing gentle about Don's fucking this time. The first thrust was hard, and the ones following were just as hard. Some were even harder. Tom welcomed each one, and each time Don's dick tapped his prostate, drops of cum pushed out and fell into his bush.
"You're fucking cum out of my dick," Tom moaned "Your cock is so fucking long that it's forcing me to cum even more."
"If – you – keep – talking – shit, I'm cumming."
Tom felt the first rope of cum erupt into the rubber buried deep inside him, and mentally counted six more eruptions.
When the last wave of orgasm had left his body, Don seemed to freeze. He was still buried balls deep inside Tom's slippery wet ass. His eyes were closed, and when he opened them, a big smile appeared on his face. "I could fuck your ass every day."
Tom forced the muscles in his ass to clamp down on the gym manager's dick. The action caused Don to moan. "Oh!"
Don leaned forward until his body was resting against Tom's chest. His dick was still planted inside the teacher's ass, weighted down by the cum-filled rubber. For a time the locker room was silent. Finally Tom raised his hands and placed them on either side of Don's face. "I could stay here all night, and as nice as that would be, I need to get back to Bren. He'll be anxious to hear how this evening went."
"And just what will you tell him?" Don pulled out and carefully removed the cum-filled rubber. Giving it a toss, he asked, "Will he want to fuck you?"
Tom grinned. "What do you think?"
"I think you might be in for some more fucking before the night is over."
Tom crawled off the bench. "I not only think it, but I know it will happen."
Don went to a shelf where towels and wash cloths were stored. He pulled two of each off and gave one set to Tom. "You might want to take a quick shower before you leave. "We may have used rubbers, but cum still seems to be everywhere."
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Bren turned the water off in the shower and reached for a towel. As he dried his body, his face broke out into a grin. Tom was over at the gym spending time with Don. "I wonder how that's going?" he thought. Bren had enjoyed every moment of his "visit" with the gym manager, and he was looking forward to hearing Tom tell about his visit. The mental image he had of the two being together caused Bren's cock to chub up. As he dried his crotch, he gave his dick a stroke. He was indeed excited to hear Tom talk about his time at the gym.
As he returned his towel to the rack there was a knock on the door. "Shit," he thought as he went to see who his visitor was. He walked into the living room and stopped in front of the door. He mentally counted to ten hoping the distraction would cause his cock to go soft. Another half minute passed, and he opened the door.
"Cole? What's up?"
The student grinned. "May I come in?"
Bren stepped back and said, "Of course."
As Cole took a seat in the chair, Bren asked if he would like something to drink.
"A cold beer would be nice."
"I'm sure it would, but should you?"
"I'm eighteen."
"You may be eighteen, but you're still a high school student."
"Come on, Bren, can you honestly say that you never drank a beer when you were in high school?"
"I may have. Still –"
Cole leaned forward in the chair. "Fuck, Bren, do you think this would be my first beer? I do get around you know."
"Alright." Bren went to the refrigerator. "You can have one." He returned with two bottles and handed one to Cole. "Be responsible."
Cole held up his free hand. "Scout's honor." He took a swig from the bottle. "Nothing like a cold beer."
Bren sat on one end of the sofa. He took a drink from his bottle before sitting it down on the table next to the sofa. "So Cole, what did I do to deserve a bit of your valuable time?"
The student took another drink and said, "I've been hearing things."
"Things? What sort of things?"
Cole looked straight in his teacher's eyes and didn't speak.
"You care to share?"
"Tom? You?"
"Is there a point here?"
"It's going around the dorm that the two of you are spending a lot of time together. Especially the nighttime."
Bren's eyes focused on Cole's face, and he thought about what he was going to say. Tom had spent several nights in his apartment, and Bren had felt pretty certain that other residents in the dorm were aware of his nighttime visitor.
"There's not a whole lot to say. I'll be honest with you, Cole. Tom and I have discovered we have feelings for each other."
"Feelings, like the type that comes from being in a relationship?"
"Yes."
"Is it serious?"
"It is," Bren said with a nod.
"Have you told Chad about your plans?"
"We have, and he's alright with us moving in together."
Cole held out his bottle. "Here's to you and Tom and your future." He took another sip of his beer. "I'm really happy for you guys."
The two were silent for a bit. Then Cole asked, "Bren, can I ask you something? It's kind of personal"
Bren smiled. "I think I can handle `personal'."
"Do you know that I think you're really hot?"
"We've had this conversation before, Cole."
"True, but I'll be graduating soon. That, and being eighteen, makes me an adult. I guess you know where this is leading?"
"I do, but Cole, you are still going to be a student here in the Community. Even when you're in college, the same rules apply as they do in high school."
Cole shrugged his shoulders. "I guess sex is off the table?"
He reminded the boy of Chad's rule concerning students and staff.
Chad drained his botte and stood up. "Sadly, I do." He handed his empty bottle to Bren. "You know, I won't always be a student."
"My answer to that is come see me when you are no longer one."
When Cole reached the door, he turned around and said, "Thanks for the talk. I know I tease you a lot about sex, but I do appreciate having you as not only my teacher, but my friend, too."
Bren held out his arms. "Give your teacher and friend a hug."
Bren pulled the student into a close hug, and he wasn't surprised to feel Cole's cock moving between them. He felt his dick beginning to chub as well. His lips curved into a smile, but he didn't step back. He allowed the hug to continue, and if he was honest with himself, he was pleased that someone Cole's age could be attracted to him. Bren was eight years older than the boy. When he had been eighteen, he had thought someone twenty-six was an old person.
When the hug was over, Bren allowed his eyes to settle on Cole's dick. It was hard and standing out quite proudly, surrounded by a mass of dark brown pubes. Bren had to admit the boy was indeed hot, and if the situation was different – but it wasn't. He forced his thoughts to change their direction.
Cole wrapped his fingers around his cock and gave it a stroke. "You could have enjoyed this."
"Yeah, and I could be out of a job and a place to live."
Cole opened the door. "I'm only what, seven or eight years younger than you?"
"Something like that. Goodnight, Cole."
"Night, Bren."
"Cole? I really appreciate your compliment."
"My compliment?"
Bren pointed to the student's hard cock. "The compliment the Community likes for us to give each other. And more than that, I'm flattered that you think me hot enough to have sex with."
Cole gave his cock another stroke. "This is always available to you." He turned around and walked down the hall to his dorm room.
Bren watched the boy enter his room and closed the door to his apartment. He laughed and thought, "That guy is something else. I almost wish that he was not taking college courses this fall."
He went into the bedroom and fell on the bed. Between Cole's visit and thinking about Tom and Don fucking, Bren's cock was hard and aching. He wrapped his fingers around it and began to slowly stroke it. He decided to edge while he waited for Tom to return. He had a feeling that when the two of them shared the events of their evening, he and Tom would at least fuck once. Hell, it might even be twice.