Hairy Ever After

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Chapter Forty-Eight

Bren was on the bed playing with his cock when Tom returned from the gym. He had been stroking and edging ever since Cole had left his apartment.

"In here," he called out.

Tom came into the bedroom. When he saw Bren stroking, he grinned. "What an awesome greeting." He crawled into bed next to Bren.

Bren let go of his cock and pushed his back up against the headboard of the bed. "Tell me about your evening. Leave nothing out."

He pulled Tom to him, and the two shared a kiss. When he pulled back, Bren saw Tom's hardon.

Tom laughed. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

"I do, and I will, but first, I want to hear about your time with Don."

Tom's face took on a mischievous look. "Are you referring to the hard fucking the man gave me?"

"I want to hear every detail."

Tom told about the greeting Don had given him upon his arrival at the gym. "When I got there, he was standing at the glass door in all of his naked glory. It was exciting to be greeted in that manner. The sight of him made my cock jump under my robe. Once I was inside, my robe came off, and we went into a tight hairy hug. I guess I don't have to tell you that we both got hard instantly."

Bren eyed his dick. He had been edging so long that pre cum coated his cockhead and ran down his shaft and into his wiry pubes. Hearing Tom talk about being with Don was causing Bren's cock to leak even more.

"We hit the pool next. There we swam a bit, talked some, swam some more and then talked again. The second conversation was very short because by then we were both ready to fuck."

Tom leaned over and sucked the pre cum off of Bren's cockhead. "So sweet," he said sitting back up. "Don pulled me out of the water, and we went into the locker room."

"Ah, the fuck bench." Bren grinned.

"As you know, that damned bench experiences a great deal of fucking, and I can attest that tonight it experienced a lot of body pounding."

Tom described the fucking Don had given him. His description was so accurate that Bren had no trouble picturing it in his mind. When Tom told about the flip fuck, more pre cum slipped silently out of his cock and formed a heavy strand that ran down and attached some of his pubes.

"Don's ass was so wet that I didn't use any lube. Even with using a rubber, I couldn't believe how different it felt. It really made the fucking much more intense. I actually came while I was inside him. Don liked the way my dick felt as it shook and filled the rubber with my cream. He demanded that I pull out and trade places with him. I was suddenly back on the bench, and Don was inside me once more. The first time he fucked me, he was really gentle. However, once he was back inside my ass, his attack was brutal. Each time he bottomed out, the force against my prostate was harder than the last. Needless to say, he didn't last very long. His cock shook and each rope of cum he erupted caused his condom to become heavier. When he pulled out, his dick dropped heavily against the cushion on the bench."

More pre cum had come out and saturated Bren's pubes. Taking note of the fact, Tom grinned. "I take it you're ready to fuck?"

"What's my favorite saying?" Bren got off the bed and returned with a condom and some lube.

"That' fucking bear story?"

Bren fell on the bed. "Forget that fucking bear. It's you that I want to fuck." Tom had widened the space between his legs, and Bren looked at the man's ass closely. "I hope you're not too sore for me to go inside."

"He does have a long dick." Tom placed a hand on Bren's hard cock. "For the record, I am not, and even if I was, I will never turn this thing down. He will always be welcomed inside my ass."

"That's great, because that is exactly where he's going."

Bren took several moments to work Tom's ass with his fingers. He massaged and kneaded the area as if he were working dough to make bread. Finally he decided enough time and lube had been applied. He raised Tom's legs and pulled him closer. With legs propped against his shoulders, Bren aimed his slippery dick against Tom's furry asshole. With one single push, he was buried inside. He could feel the head pushing into Tom's love nut.

"Oh, my God." Bren became still for a moment, and the only movement his body made was his chest moving up and down each time he took a breath. Finally, "I've been wanting to do this all evening. Tom, I –" The words seemed to have a hard time coming out of his mouth. "I love you, Tom. I think I just now realized how much I really do."

Tom raised an arm and gently touched Bren's cheek. "I love you, too, Brenden Wells. I've known for a long time that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. In our bed. In our home."

Bren leaned over and kissed Tom lightly on the mouth. Then raising back up, he said, "I apologize if I don't last as long as I normally do. I've been jacking and edging all evening as I thought about you and Don fucking."

Bren began moving his dick back and forth through the walls of Tom's ass. As he fucked, Bren pictured in his mind the fucking that Don and Tom had given each other. The thoughts he was having, and the warm feeling Tom's ass was giving his cock, pushed Bren over the edge. He felt the first jet of cum shoot out into the tip of the rubber, followed for several more spurts.

"Fuck!" he cried when the last jet had been fired out of his balls. "Fuck," he repeated softly.

Bren laid for a few moments with his cock still buried inside Tom's quivering ass. He watched as the man stroked his dick. Tom had yet to cum. Bren suddenly was filled with a desire to do something more.

He pulled Tom's hand away from his leaking dick. When his lover looked puzzled, Bren said, "I want you to cum in my mouth."

"But you'll have to leave my ass, and I'm not ready for that."

Bren moved in as close as he could, but he realized Tom was right. He couldn't twist his body in a way that would allow him to remain inside and suck Tom's dick at the same time. He re-situated his body until only the tip of his cum-filled rubber remained inside. The movement let him reach Tom's cock.

"Oh, fuck," Tom moaned when he felt Bren's mouth taking the head of his dick inside.

Bren worked his mouth up and down the man's hard hairy shaft, and each downward motion found his nose in Tom's thick wiry brown pubes. Bren loved the way they tickled his nose. He continued working Tom's dick, and the man began fucking his mouth. Each time Tom fucked inward, his bush crushed against Bren's chin. His heavy balls slammed hard into Bren's throat as he continued with the fucking motion.

It wasn't long before Bren felt Tom's cock thicken up, and he wasn't surprised when the man cried out, "I'm cumming!"

Bren continued working the cock in his mouth, even after he felt the first jet of hot cream hit the back of his throat. He continued sucking Tom and until his balls had emptied themselves of their load. Bren was careful not to let any cum escape his mouth. He caught and swallowed every drop.

As they were lying next to each other a little later, Bren asked, "Would you like to hear about my evening?"

"It appears you spent it playing with your dick."

"Well, that, too. I also had a visitor."

"Oh?"

"I was just getting out of the shower when Cole dropped by."

Tom grinned. "He does have the hots for you."

"We talked about that."

Bren went on to tell about his visit with the student, giving him a full account of what was said. When he finished, he said, "I think I finally got through to him."

Tom laughed. "Maybe, but somehow I doubt it. He really wants your bod."

"I'll tell you what I told him. When he's no longer a student anywhere, he can come see me. Until then, he can stop by for a talk or watch a movie, something like that. But that's all. I did let him stroke my dick two or three times. I even gave him a few tugs, but I told him that it wouldn't happen again."

Tom hugged Bren and asked, "How does it feel to have an eighteen year old lust after your body?"

"Honestly? Pretty damned nice. Am I a sick bastard?"

"Hell, no. If things were different, I would have no problem with either one of us fucking him. Or him fucking us."

"Goddamn, you're hard again," Bren laughed.

Tom grinned and wrapped his fingers around his dick. "One last fuck before we call it a night?"

"You idiot, you can fuck me anytime. My ass is yours, day or night."

Tom grabbed the lube and a condom from the bedside table. "I promise to hurry up and cum. I honestly didn't think I'd have another fuck in me tonight, but hearing about Cole stroking your dick put the idea in my brain. Or, at least in my dick." He put the rubber in place, and after working gel into Bren's ass, he buried his cock balls deep inside his lover's ass.

"Oh!"

Tom froze and asked, "Something wrong?"

Bren shook his head. "For some reason you feel bigger than normal. I'm not complaining. Fuck me, Tom."

He felt Tom sliding his dick back and forth through the walls of his ass. Bren's cock didn't get hard this time, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy Tom's fucking. He suddenly had an idea.

"Fuck me, Tom, and I'll describe Cole and his hard hairy dick."

Tom grunted and kept on with his fucking.

"It was fucking hard as it stood surrounded by lots of thick brown pubic hair. I would judge it to be at least six and a half inches hard. His balls have a thick coating of hair. Just under his balls is another thick growth of hair. I couldn't see any lower."

"God!"

As Bren described his meeting with Cole, Tom fucked harder with each word Bren spoke.

"As I stood in the living room and studied Cole's body, I couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to run my fingers through his thick brown chest hair. For an eighteen year old, the kid's chest hair is adorable. I love looking at Cole's treasure trail. It's so fucking wide as it leads the way down to his wiry thick bush."

"Fuck! Cumming!!!!!"

"That's it, Tom. Shoot your wad."

"Oh!" Tom suddenly leaned forward and repeated, "Oh!"

Tom's eyes had been closed. He opened them and looked down into Bren's face. "I just experienced an orgasm that felt both good and painful."

"Are you alright?" Bren tried to sit up, but he couldn't. Tom was still buried inside his ass, which limited his movement.

Tom smiled. "I'm okay." He leaned down and kissed Bren. "I think my balls are completely dry now. I'll have to wait until they can produce some more spunk. Say, I can taste my cum."

Bren placed his hands in Tom's brown chest hair. "I should think you would. You shot a shit load of spunk in my mouth earlier."

Bren moaned when Tom pulled his dick out of his ass. "I always feel so empty when you do that."

Tom carefully removed the condom from his dick and gave it a toss in the direction of the trash can. "Sorry about that. However, like I said, my balls need time to produce more jism."

Bren moved over close to him and said, "I love you, Tom."

"Love you, Brenden Wells."

"I don't know about you, but an evening like this drains all of the energy from my body. I think I'm ready to sleep."

Tom sighed. "I couldn't agree with you more. Good night."

"Night, Tom."

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Saturday evening Bren and Tom, along with Rob and Parker, walked down the empty street that went through the middle of the Community. The four of them were on their way to Chad's cottage. The cold February wind was bone chilling as they walked passed the dark buildings. When they reached his cottage, Chad through the door opened.

"Come in," he invited. "It's too damned cold for anyone to be outside."

The four new comers shucked out of their robes and placed them on a side table. Once they were naked, the men turned around, and Bren saw that Brad and Tim had already arrived. Judge Marshall Compton was also standing next to them.

After hugs had been shared by them all, Marshall Compton walked over to where Bren and Tom were standing.

The judge smiled at Bren. "I'm very glad to get a chance to visit with you two." Compton turned and gave the same smile to Tom. "I'm really happy that you are teaching the students here. You know, in my line of work, I deal with a lot of shitty situations. Some of these same situations, I'm afraid, your students have had the misfortune of experiencing. I see a lot of rejection, and sometimes even abuse." The judge shook his head. "Chad sings high praises for you both."

The judge turned his attention to Tom and continued speaking. As he stood there, Bren found himself checking the older man's body out. He thought back to the first time he had laid eyes on Compton. It had been at the meeting in the cafeteria. Bren had admired his body then, but now, being this close, his eyes studied the man's torso sharply. Marshall Compton's chest was covered with thick black hair. As it traveled down his body, Bren saw the little specks of gray that were trying to show themselves. Bren took a second and looked up. The hair on the judge's head was black, but it contained a few gray streaks, rather than specks. Bren decided the gray gave the man a look of distinction. He cast his eyes downward once again, and his eyes settled on Marshall's crotch. To himself, Bren thought, "The man is a perfect ten in the crotch and dick area." Unlike the rest of his body hair, the judge's thick pubes were solid black. There was no sign of gray anywhere. His dick looked to be a decent size as it laid encased in the man's bush. Bren studied Compton's balls. Little black hairs covered them both. They –

"Bren?"

Bren's admiration suddenly came to an end when he heard his name called.

"Yes?"

"As I was telling Tom, a lot of these kids have been abused by a family member. Most of the time it's one of the parents, usually the father."

"It's a sad situation," Bren agreed. "Like I told you in the cafeteria the other day, I will do whatever it takes to make these guys feel safe. We both will," he said looking at Tom.

"I have no doubt. I have great faith in both of you."

Tim Wilson walked up and placed a hand on Bren's shoulder. "I'm glad you guys are getting to know Marshall. He is top notch in my book."

Bren smiled and turned to the judge. "If you're okay in Tim's book, Judge Compton, then that's the highest compliment you can receive."

"Please, call me `Marshall'. We're going to be working close over the next few months. I have a feeling we're all going to become very good friends."

Tim looked at the judge. "Marshall, I want you to know that I think just as highly of these two. I've seen them interact with the students here. The influence they have on the students is awesome. There is a high regard of respect shared between the kids and these two men."

Bren suddenly remembered his visit the other evening with Cole and smiled. The students did respect him, he supposed. However, some, Cole in particular, would love to break the rules on certain matters. He guessed Cole must respect him, because he didn't push the matter when Bren had told him there would be no sex between them as long as he was a student.

"We've been really lucky," Tom spoke up. "I guess we'll see what happens when the new students arrive."

Marshall turned and pulled Tom into his arms. He gave the teacher a close hug. When he stepped back, he said, "If you have any concerns or any problems rise up, please know that you can give me a call anytime. Before I leave the Community, I'll make sure that you both have my telephone number."

Bren was hugged next by the judge, and he enjoyed feeling the man's hairy black fur rubbing against him.

There was a knock on the door, and suddenly Paul Williams and Terry Sanders, staff in charge of the Community Post Office, were coming in carrying two trays each of delicious smelling food.

Sitting the food down on the bar in Chad's kitchen, the two men shared warm hairy hugs with everyone in the room.

When Bren hugged Paul, the postal employee pressed hard into the teacher's body. Both men felt their dicks stir as Paul's blond bush pressed into Bren's black pubes.

"You haven't been by the post office lately," Paul whispered. "Remember the last time?"

"I do. If I remember correctly, you delivered more than just my mail."

"I have a great return policy. Come by sometime and check it out." Paul stepped back, and the entire room could not miss seeing their chubbed up dicks."

Terry was next to give Bren a hug. With his black hairy crotch pressed tightly into Bren's pubic region, he whispered, "I imagine that Paul asked you to come in soon for another delivery that had nothing to do with the actual mail?"

Bren hugged him back and said, "I think he was referring to m – a – l – e, rather than m – a – I – l."

"Well, see that you do. Enjoy your evening." Terry smiled and walked toward the door.

"Thanks, guys," Chad said. He closed the door and turned around. "Let's eat."

There were two folding tables leaning against one of the walls. Brad and Parker sat one up. Tom and Bren took care of the second one. Chairs were placed, and the food was served.

Tim filled his plate and took a chair next to Bren and Tom. "How have you two been?"

"Busy," Bren answered. "There's so many changes coming, and we're just trying to keep one step ahead and ready for them to take place."

"I understand." Tim took a bite of food and swallowed it. He took a drink from his glass. "I understand that you and Tom are involved in changes of your own."

Bren laid his fork down. "I suppose Chad has been talking to you. Has he been discussing all the changes?" He accented "all".

Tim grinned. "As it happens, he has." He placed a hand on Bren's knee. "Congratulations. I couldn't be happier for you guys."

"Thanks," Tom said. "I'm sure that Chad wonders if we can really pull it off. Working and living here," he added.

"Don't be ridiculous, Tom. Chad has the highest of confidence in you both." Tim looked at them and said, "I'm hoping that sometime after the meal, I will be able to offer my congratulations in a more personal way."

Bren reached down and discovered the doctor's cock beginning to grow as it hung between Tim's legs. "I'm sure you will have the chance to do just that." He gave Tim's dick a gentle tug. "I think that you are already thinking of ways to show us."

"You're cruel, Bren. It's going to be hard to continue with my meal."

Bren grinned. "It's hard alright." He removed his hand. "I'll behave. Enjoy the rest of your food."

A little later Chad stood to his feet. "May I have your attention, please?"

The room became silent. "I know that all of us are ready for some good old stress relief – sex, if you will, but first I would like to fill you in on a few things. Please remember that a lot of things being discussed this evening are not to be shared outside of this room. When the time's right, every staff member in the Community will be apprised. For now, as I say, what I'm about to say stays here.

"Rob and Brad came to me a few days ago with some information. It seems that Rob has been made aware of something that might interest us all. Twenty miles from here is an old church campground. It hasn't been used in years, and Rob has found out that the church wants to sell the property. It's struggling to survive, due largely from the loss of membership. Therefore they are willing to sell the property really cheap. I think it would be a great addition to the Community. If we could purchase it and do what repairs that might need to be done by the end of school, our students could live there during the renovation. Not only would it be great to have them gone while the work is being done in the dorm, it would add another possibility. Actually, it could serve three purposes. One, provide a place for the students to stay during the renovation. Two, it could provide a place for our students to have a type of summer camp each year. And three, for no other reason, it would give them time away from the Community, a different scenery, if you will."

When Chad paused, Rob stood up. "Chad, may I interject something here?"

"Of course."

"While you've been talking, a fourth purpose has come to mind. Not only would it provide a place for the students to go, but it could also be a place where the staff could go for a time of fellowship and relaxation Maybe even some enrichment. Obviously all of the staff couldn't be gone at the same time because of the students, but with a detailed rotation, every man in the Community could share the experience."

"That's a marvelous suggestion, Rob. Thank you! Now, here's the situation. The church is very anxious to get rid of the property. As I mentioned, the price is ridiculously cheap. Sometime next week I would like for everyone in this room have a chance to check the property out.

"Bren? Tom? Plan your classes to allow time for you both to be gone. I'm sure your students won't object to a half day holiday. Tell them that you are leaving the Community for a meeting. You'll have to tell them something, because to make the trip, you'll have to wear clothes.

"Marshall and Tim? Would it be possible for the two of you to join us as well?"

Both men assured the Founder they would love to see the property.

"I just need a day in advance so I can arrange my schedule. If you can do that, I'd love to go," Marshall replied.

Tim echoed the same thing, and Chad promised to give them at least a day's notice.

"Any questions?" Chad asked.

When everyone acknowledged in one way or another that they approved of trying to purchase the property, Chad said, "One last thing. I'm going to get in touch with Jack Dawes and ask him if he would be okay with some of the students coming over and help with the renovation. I think it would be good for them, especially the graduating seniors. I don't want to take up their entire summer. They need to enjoy it, but I think perhaps a half day now and then wouldn't hurt them."

Brad stood up. "Chad, I understand what you're saying. Do talk with Dawes, but I have to wonder if he would want them on site working. A liability thing, you see."

"You're right of course, Brad. I had thought about that. I'm going to tell the man that if he allows them to work, I will sign my consent and also have you write up a form proving that I will be responsible, and should, God forbid, anything happen, Dawe's company won't be liable. The Community would take full responsibility for the students."

"That could work," Brad said and returned to his seat.

Chad smiled. "Now, I think it's time we cleared the tables and joined in on some mutual fun and relaxation."

Brad and Rob folded one table, and Bren and Tom took care of the other one. With everyone's help, the room was soon restored back to normal. The tables were gone, and the folding chairs were leaning neatly against one of the walls.

Bren felt a tap on his shoulder. When he turned around, he discovered Tim standing before him.

"Remember my promise to show you how happy I am for you and Tom? Well, I ready to give you my personal congratulations. If we hurry, we can land on Chad's bed first."

Bren took the man's hand. "Let's go."

Chad called out, "The bed is yours, Tim and Bren. I had a good feeling you guys would land there first. Everything you need is on the table beside the bed."

Bren followed the doctor into Chad's bedroom. Tim held out his arms, and Bren happily went into them.

"I've missed being with you, Bren," Tim whispered. "How have you been?"

Bren wrapped his arms around the man's back. He pulled Tim close and was excited when he felt the doctor's thick blond chest hair press tightly against him. He didn't answer immediately. His crotch and Tim's met, and both cocks enjoyed discovering each other. Bren loved feeling them growing hard together.

Bren finally pulled back a bit. With his arms still on Tim's back, he said, "I've been good, Tim. Really good."

"I hope you know that I really am happy for you and Tom. I do have one question however."

Bren smiled. "I'm sure that you do. I can give you an answer without you even asking."

"Can you, now?"

"I can. It seems that everyone that knows about Tom and me is concerned about fucking. That is, if the two of us will continue fucking other guys."

"And?"

Bren smiled and kissed the man lightly on the mouth. "And, nothing is going to change. Tom and I love each other, and trust me, I love fucking him. He loves fucking me as well. Tom and I have already discussed this matter. We both agree that it's hot thinking of us fucking other guys. Take now, for instance. I know for a fact that Tom is excited knowing that you and I are going to soon be fucking."

Tim shook his head. "I envy you guys. There's no doubt that your relationship is really strong. You are so lucky."

"Tom and I are both very lucky. And happy to share our cocks and assholes with other great friends"

Bren's dick was hard by this time, and Tim took it in his hand. "I'm happy that you're going to share this with me."

Bren eyed the doctor's dick. It was standing proudly, surrounded by thick blond pubes. He gave it a couple of strokes. "I'm so looking forward to you sharing this with me."

"Then let's get to sharing. Who fucks first?"

Bren smiled. "I think you should have the first fuck. Do you feel like sliding in my ass?"

"Oh, hell, yeah. Let's fuck!"

Bren fell to the bed, and Tim quickly followed. Bren began kissing the doctor, starting first just below the man's neck. Little blond curls began at the base and quickly turned into a thick mat of chest hair. Bren continued kissing his way down Tim's chest and lower stomach. When he reached the wide treasure trail, Bren stopped and looked into Tim's face. "Your body turns me on so fucking much, Tim. I don't know why, but blond hair excites me so much."

Tim grinned back. "Yeah, and I'm pretty sure you tell the men with brown, black and red hair the same fucking thing."

"Probably. Shit, I guess hair in general turns me on."

Tim ran his fingers through the black hair on Bren's head. "I agree, hair is hair, and it all makes me horny. Now, how about getting back to business? Namely, my dick. Get him ready to fuck your hairy ass."

Bren went back to showing attention to Tim's body, and when he reached the man's dick, he eagerly took the fat head in his mouth. He wrapped his lips around the thick mushroom head and paused a second before taking it all the way in. Tim's dick was at least six and a half inches when hard, and the shaft was fairly thick. Bren focused on breathing through his nose and began swallowing the doctor's length. He was relieved when he felt his nose pressed against Tim's blond pubes. He had succeeded in taking it all in his mouth without setting his gag reflex into motion.

"Suck my cock, Bren."

Bren pulled his nose away from Tim's bush and began working his dick. He had recently learned how to use his mouth as a vibrator, and was using the technique on Tim's dick now. It didn't take him long to have the doctor quivering and shaking with desire as he laid on the bed.

Tim suddenly raised up. "Get on your knees. I'm ready to fuck."

Tim jumped off the bed and selected a bottle of lube and a condom that was sitting on the table next to the bed.

On his knees, Bren watched as the man tore open a foiled package and pulled a rubber out. Tim pressed the rimmed edge against the tip of his dick and worked it slowly downward. When it was secured with the rim buried in his blond bush, Tim squeezed a large amount of lube into the palm of his hand. After using some of it to coat his cock, Tim began working the rest inside Bren's hairy ass. The gel he placed around the entrance forced the black hair that circled the hole to become matted as it attached to Bren's skin.

When Bren felt the tip of Tim's dick kiss his entrance, his body shivered. With a groan, he said, "Fuck me, Tim. I want to feel your bush scratching my ass cheeks."

Tim also moaned and pushed his thick head inside. He paused, giving both Bren and him time to enjoy the moment. Then he placed his hands on Bren's cheeks, and with one push, he was buried inside the teacher.

"Oh, hell yeah," Bren said. He felt Tim's blond bush pressed tightly into his ass cheeks. He also could feel the man's heavy balls touching the lower part of his ass. "Give it to me, Tim. I want to feel your cock shooting off inside my ass."

"God, I am so ready to fuck."

On his knees, Bren tried to focus on relaxing his body. Each time Tim tapped his prostate, a little more pre cum oozed from the tip of his dick. A deep strand was already stretching its way down to the bed sheet. Tim began fucking him harder, and Bren loved each thrust the man gave him.

A short time later Tim began attacking his ass with more gusto. "Getting close," he warned.

"Cum, Tim. Let me feel you dick shaking and filling the rubber in my ass."

Each time the doctor rammed his ass, Bren felt the man's full balls slapping against him. They felt heavy to him, and Bren realized they were about to shoot a big load into the man's rubber.

"Oh, fuck!"

Bren felt Tim's dick shake one last time, and suddenly he could feel the jets of cum that were erupting out and filling the rubber, delivering a big load.

When the last spurt had landed in the rubber, and Tim's balls were empty, he gently laid with his body against Bren. His dick was still planted deep inside the teacher's ass.

"I do love fucking your ass, my friend."

Bren forced the muscles in his ass to grip Tim's cock. "My ass loves to be fucked by you. I've missed spending time with you."

Tim reached around and found Bren's hard cock. "Perhaps we can change that if Tom's agreeable."

"He'll be very agreeable."

Tim gave Bren's dick a stroke. "You haven't cum. Let's take care of this."

A voice spoke from behind them. "Perhaps I can help with that."

Still on his knees, Bren turned his head around and discovered Marshall Compton standing at the foot of the bed.

Tim slowly slid out of Bren's slippery ass. His cock was still a little hard as he removed the cum-filled rubber. He smiled and said, "Take good care of him, Marshall."

Bren rolled over on his back, and the judge had a good view of his dripping cock. The skin was stretched as far as it could go, and the pre cum leaking from the tip had left Bren's black pubes wet.

The judge turned around for a second and leaned over to give Bren a view of his backside. Bren couldn't help but see how hairy the man's ass was. The area around Marshall's asshole was covered in thick black hair. A black trail traveled along the man's crack and connected with the hairy circle around his hole.

"I have just a place for that." Saying the words, Marshall turned back around and pointed at Bren's cock.

Bren touched his slippery head and used a finger to bring a drop of pre cum to his lips. He sucked his finger clean. "I think I would like to explore that place."

Tim grinned and said, "I'll leave you two alone. Enjoy each other."

"I'm sure we will, Tim. Thanks for getting Bren primed for me."

"Anytime, Judge. Anytime."

Tim left the room and Marshall joined Bren on the bed.

The judge smiled. "Hello. My name is Marshall Compton. I'm looking forward to becoming better acquainted with you."

Bren returned the smile. "I'm very happy to meet you, Marshall Compton. My name is Brenden Wells."

Marshall rested his chin between Bren's two hairy nipples. "Tell me, Brenden Wells, do you like to kiss?"

Surprised that he was feeling so comfortable being with the judge, Bren said, "I have a favorite saying. It's actually a question."

With his chin still resting in Bren's chest hair, Marshall said, "I'm listening."

"To answer your question about kissing, I'll ask you this: Does the bear shit in the woods?"

The judge smiled. "I'll take that as a yes that you do like to kiss. I always ask when I'm with someone new. I love to kiss, but not all men do."

"Kiss me," Bren said. "Kissing makes the fucking so much better."

"Earlier in the evening I told you I thought we might become good friends. I think I was wrong. I think we're going to become very good friends. I'm looking forward to spending time with you. And Tom as well."

"Please, don't ask me if Tom's okay with us fucking. I've already been down that road a few times this evening."

"Oh, I know. Chad filled me in about the two of you. He's really happy that you guys still want to fuck other guys. I have to admit, that makes me happy as well."

"Then let's get busy."

Bren began kissing the man, and Marshall willingly followed the teacher's lead. They spent some time exploring each other's body. While Bren was making a wet trail through the judge's thick pubes, the previous conversation between him and Tim surfaced to the front of his mind. He remembered the two of them talking about hair. Bren had told Tim that blond hair really excited him, and Tim had laughed. He told Bren that he was sure all color of hair turned him on and not just blond. With his tongue still planted in Marshall's black pubes, Bren realized Tim had been right. The judge's black fur was turning him on just as much as Tim's blond curls had. Bren thought, "Fuck," I just love hair. The color doesn't matter. Just as long as it's thick and there's plenty of it."

Marshall was enjoying the attention that Bren was giving his body. As the teacher continued to explore all areas, the judge began to moan. A sound that made Bren very happy because he knew that he was pleasing the man.

Suddenly Marshall said, "Stop, Bren. I need you to fuck me. I am so ready for you to stick your hairy cock in my ass. Fuck me. Now"

Bren reached for the lube and a rubber. "How do you want to be fucked?"

Marshall moved his arms away from his body and spread he legs wider. "Just like this, Bren. I want to see your face while you fuck me."

Bren returned to the bed. He took a moment to admire Marshall's body. Black hair was everywhere, and the sight of it made Bren all the more anxious to push his dick through the judge's hairy entrance. He squeezed some gel into his hand and began working it inside the man's ass. The black ring of curls around Marshall's asshole eagerly attacked Bren's fingers as he worked the lube inside. When he was finished with Marshall's ass, Bren covered his cock with a rubber and coated it heavily with the slick gel.

Crawling between Marshall's hairy legs, Bren laid for a second with his chest against the man's stomach. With the tip of his dick kissing the judge's asshole, Bren moved up and kissed Marshall. It hadn't taken Bren long to realize how much the judge did enjoy kissing. Finally he pulled away and returned to the area where Marshall's legs joined his body.

"I can feel your dick touching my hole. Push it in, Bren. Go in so deep that I feel your pubes scratching my body."

Bren used a hand to guide his dick through the black thicket of hair that surrounded the entrance to Marshall's ass. When he pushed the head inside, the judge moaned.

"Holy hell, bottom out, Bren. Give me every fucking inch you have."

Bren smiled and did as the judge asked. With one movement, the slippery walls of Marshall's ass swallowed Bren's dick. They sucked it in right down to the teacher's black bush. His furry balls were resting against the man's body.

Marshall began to move, forcing his ass to give Bren's dick a good workout. "Fuck me!"

Bren's dick slid back and forth, pushing through the slippery wet walls of Marshall's ass. Each time he entered the man, the judge made movements of his own. When Bren fucked forward, Marshall made his body meet each thrust.

"Your ass is fucking fantastic," Bren declared between thrusts. "Fucking fantastic," he repeated.

One of Marshall's hands was on his cock, and he was slowly jacking it. "From the moment I saw you this evening, I couldn't keep from fantasizing what your dick would feel like inside my ass."

"And – how – does it feel?"

"Much better than I could have imagined. "I've been fucked many times over the years, but Bren, if you're not the best, you're pretty goddamned close to being at the top."

The judge's words were to Bren the same as gasoline was to a vehicle. They were the fuel that revved Bren's motor. He slammed hard into Marshall's hairy ass. The harder he pounded the man, the faster Marshall stroked his dick. As he fucked, Bren watched the man's fist beat his leaking dick. Each time Marshall's fist slammed into the thick black pubes at the base of his pushed Bren closer to shooting his load.

"Your dick is so beautiful," Bren praised. "It's fucking hot watching you jack off surrounded by all of that thick hair."

Marshall groaned and stroked his cock faster.

Bren slammed as hard as he could into the man. His balls had finally had enough. They could no longer contain their load of cum. He felt them tingle as they lost control. He felt the dam break, and the first jet of cream escaped up through his dick and out into the rubber.

"Cumming," he cried as the first jet landed in the tip of his rubber..

"Damn! Me, too." The words were hardly out of the judge's mouth before thick white ropes of cum were shooting out in search of a place to land on his chest.

By the time Bren's balls were empty, the hair on Marshall's chest was covered with the man's heavy seed. When he saw Bren taking in the sight, he grinned. "It's been a busy week for me. This is the first load I've shot in many days."

With his dick still planted inside Marshall's slippery ass, Bren leaned down and kissed the man. Then he said, "It's damned unhealthy to go that long without cumming. Perhaps you should schedule your work load where it doesn't interfere with your cum load. I'd be willing to help you with that matter."

The walls in Marshall's ass clamped down onto Bren's cock.

"Fuck!"

"We just did, and Bren, it was awesome.. You definitely know how to fuck a man and make him happy."

From somewhere in the back of the room a voice said, "Yes, he does. He also knows how to use his ass. I'm sure that you hate to fuck and run, Judge, but, by god, I ready to plow this guy's ass."

Bren smiled at Marshall. "I do hate to fuck and run as well, but, you see, Parker really knows how to use his cock as well. I am always happy to feel it inside me."

Marshall sighed. "Alright, if you insist. I'll look forward to another visit from you sometime very soon."

"Count on it, Judge." Bren slowly pulled his dick out. "Until next time, Marshall."

The judge rolled off the bed and left the bedroom. Bren watched his walk out the door and smiled at the Community's social worker.

"Hello, Parker Jordan!"