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Mark Stevens
Chapter Eighty-One
Chance woke up and stared at the ceiling. He stretched his body and turned over on his side. He watched Evan sleeping peacefully beside him. Memories of the previous night suddenly flashed across his brain. What a great night it had been.
When he crawled into bed next to Evan, the professor pulled Chance close and smiled. He placed a hand on Chance's chest. "Hey, you."
Chance placed his hand on top of Evan's and said, "Hey."
"Are you really okay with me spending the night?"
Chance nodded and assured the professor everything was alright.
Evan moved his hand up until it was resting between Chance's furry nipples. "If anything I do or say ever makes you uncomfortable, will you promise to tell me?"
"I will."
Evan gave one of Chance's nipples a gentle twist. "I'll make you a promise as well. I know that this life is still very new to you. I promise to take things really slow. I don't want to overwhelm you, and as I just told you, if you are uncomfortable with anything, I will stop."
The room became silent as Evan began exploring Chance's hairy body. He started with the man's nipples. The attention he gave them started each tit to harden and protrude up through the thick circle of black hair.
Chance moaned softly and then sighed. His cock jerked and pointed out from his pubes, excited by Evan's touch. He felt the professor's hand travel downward as it trailed through the hair on his stomach.
"Still okay?"
"God, yes," Chance groaned.
When Evan came to the man's wiry thick bush, he pulled his hand away from Chance's shoulders. The bed shook as he pushed Chance's legs apart so that he could crawl between them. Once Evan had his body situated the way he wanted, he leaned down and kissed Chance. "Are you ready to experience something new, Chance?"
Chance ran his fingers through the blond hair on Evan's head. "I am."
Evan scooted down and let his eyes focus on Chance's hairy body. He loved the way Chance's treasure trail made a wide path between his belly button and bush. He ran his fingers through the thick black curls and shivered from the sensation they gave his fingers. He leaned down once more and dipped the tip of his tongue into Chance's navel. He kissed the sunken center and began planting kisses all over Chance's furry belly. He kissed his way slowly down into the man's black pubes. The loud moans coming from Chance caused Evan to kiss the hairy flesh harder. When his lips reached Chance's bush, the professor kissed his way to the base of his hard dick. He licked all the way around the wide base, leaving a wet trail in the hair around it. Once they were saturated with his saliva and hugging Chance's skin, Evan slowly ran his tongue up the man's hard shaft.
"Oh – my – God." Chance spoke the words slowly.
Evan raised up and asked, "Are you still okay?"
"Yes."
When Evan reached Chance's thick cock head, he planted his lips around it and stopped. He looked up at Chance and saw the man had his eyes closed. He took a deep breath through his nose and slowly drew Chance's cock into his mouth. Pre cum leaked out onto his tongue, and Evan stopped moving. He sucked the sweet nectar down his throat and continued moving downward. When his nose was buried in Chance's pubes, Evan took in another deep breath. Chance's body was producing a really strong fragrance, and the scent went straight to Evan's dick.
"Fuck!" Chance's eyes popped open, and he shoved his crotch against Evan's chin.
While Evan continued sucking Chance's cock, he ran a finger along the man's furry nut sac. Just like the hair on Chance's stomach, the black curls covering his heavy balls tickled Evan's finger. God, he loved the feeling that hair gave his skin.
Chance began fucking Evan's mouth, grinding his wiry pubes on the professor's chin. His furry balls slammed hard into Evan's throat, and Evan could tell that Chance was getting close to cumming. He turned all of his focus on the man's dick and sucked harder.
Chance suddenly cried out, "Fuck! Better pull out. I'm really close."
Evan moaned something and let Chance continue fucking his mouth. His pubes continued scratching Evan's face, and suddenly his cock shuddered across the professor's tongue.
"Shit!"
The first rope of cum fired out and coated the back of Evan's throat. He eagerly swallowed it and managed to swallow the rest of Chance's load without choking. Evan lost count of the number of spurts that abused the back of his throat. He enjoyed each and every one of them. When he felt Chance's dick go still, Evan relaxed and let his nose rest in the man's pubes.
When Chance was finally able to speak, he said, "Wow. That was – so fucking hot!"
Evan pulled his mouth off and raised up on his knees. He leaned over Chance's body and began jacking his cock. "Can I shoot on you, Chance?"
"Cum on me," Chance told him.
It only took a few strokes before Evan was firing thick jets of man cream out onto Chance's body. The first rope landed between Chance's two hairy nipples. The jets that followed made a thick white trail down Chance's belly. The last eruption landed in the middle of the man's bush. When his balls were empty, Evan smiled and let his body rest against the cum-splatted fur on Chance's stomach. He gave Chance a kiss and said, "I don't know about you, but I hope we're going to spend more time this way."
Chanced wrapped his arms around Evan's hairy back. "I definitely see it happening."
They lay there talking for several minutes and then Chance said, "I'll go get us a fresh towel so we can clean up. We'll have to wake up early in the morning so that we can get a shower." He reminded Evan that they would have to go to one of the cabins to clean up.
Evan grinned. "Do you think we could talk Chad into putting a shower in your room?"
Chance got out of bed and walked toward the door. "I don't see that happening. Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back."
Chance was brought out of his thoughts when Evan said, "Somebody's up early."
Chance smiled at the man. "Couldn't help it. My eyes just popped open."
Evan looked at Chance's cock and grinned. It was standing up proudly, surrounded by its thick patch of black pubes. "Looks like he's up as well." Evan moved closer and said, "Let me take care of it."
Chance looked at the clock on the table next to the bed. "Sorry, no time. Remember, we have to go out to one of the cabins to shower. I have to start breakfast in half an hour." He kissed Evan lightly on the mouth. "I really enjoyed last night."
Chance rolled out of bed and headed for the door with Evan following close behind him. Chance opened the door and both men stepped into the kitchen.
Chance froze, stopping so fast that Evan ran into him. Both men were still hard, and Evan felt his cock slide between Chance's furry ass cheeks.
Chance cried out, "Shit!" He tried to hide his hardon with his hands.
"Fuck!" Evan felt his face go hot and was aware of his cock sliding into Chance's crack.
Bren was just as shocked. "God! Sorry!" He hastily turned around to leave the room.
Both men felt their cocks go soft. Chance hurried over to his brother. "Bren. Please wait."
Bren turned back around and looked at his brother. "I'm so sorry, Chance."
"You've nothing to be sorry for, Buddy." Chance looked in Evan's direction. "It was late, and I asked Evan if he'd like to spend the night."
Bren smiled and placed a hand on his brother's chest. He saw flakes of cum in Chance's chest hair. "You have nothing to explain, Chance." He gave the black speckled curls a gentle pull. "You two had better hit the shower before anyone else sees you."
"I'm sorry if I've upset you," Chance said again.
"I'm not upset. I'm really not. I woke up early and thought I'd offer to help with breakfast. What can I do?"
Chance kissed his brother's cheek. "Thank you. There's bacon in the fridge. You can get it started. Use those three frying pans sitting on the stove. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Bren had the bacon cooking when Chance and Evan returned from their shower. He greeted them and asked, "Which shower did you use?"
"The one in your cabin," Evan answered.
While the three men were working on the meal, Bren brought up an idea he had. "Chance, I've been thinking about something. Other than Evan and me, with some help now and then from Cole and Barry and Tom, you're preparing awfully large meals by yourself. What would you think about coming up with a work schedule for the students? After all, it's their food that you're preparing every day."
"That sounds like a great idea," Evan spoke up.
"It does," Chance agreed. "I was telling Evan last evening that these days my life consisted only of cooking, cleaning and sleeping."
"I'll help you with the scheduling," Bren told his brother. "Maybe we can work on it this afternoon. This morning Tom and I are going to work on a swimming schedule for the students. Don has everything up and running, and he's ready for students to use the gym and pool."
Chance stepped out into the outer room to get something from the big chest freezer. Evan walked over and stood next to Bren. "Are you okay with me spending last night with your brother, Bren?"
Bren shrugged his shoulders. "I will admit, I was taken completely by surprise when I saw the two of you walking out of Chance's room." He tapped Evan's chest with a finger. "As for the two of us being okay, I'm fine as long as you do nothing to hurt Chance. This way of life is still pretty strange for my brother."
Evan planted a kiss lightly on Bren's mouth. "You have my word. I want to be there for Chance. I know that he still has lots of questions." He smiled and asked, "Do we need to share a pinky swear?"
Bren laughed. "That won't be necessary."
Chance returned to the kitchen, and Bren and Evan went back to work.
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Don Jefferson was in the Community gym two mornings later giving the equipment one last inspection. Tom and Bren had sent him a schedule of the student's swimming times, and he and Mason were busy making sure that everything was ready for their arrival. The students would arrive at two o'clock and leave at five. Bren and Tom had sent him two schedules to be rotated every other day.
Finished with the last piece of equipment, Don called out Mason's name. When he had the boy's attention, he reminded, "Our first group of students will be here this afternoon at two."
Mason had been sweeping the gym floor. He stopped and leaned against the broom handle. "You're telling me this because?"
"Just reminding you."
When Mason remained silent, Don continued, "Can I count on you, Mason?"
Mason had a way of glaring with his eyes, and the familiar look appeared in them now. "To do what exactly?"
Don studied the student for a moment. Then he said, "There can't be any trouble."
Mason returned to his sweeping. "No trouble from me, Mr. Jefferson."
Don grinned and headed for the door. "I thought we agreed on `Don'."
Mason finished his sweeping and used a dust pan to pick up what the broom had found. "Yeah, whatever. Do we need to do anything with the pool?"
Don stepped into the pool room. "I'm serious, Mason. I really want this to work. I want you to be able to remain here in the Community."
Mason shook his head. "Why the fuck should you care?"
"I do care. I'm going to my office. Do you remember how I showed you to check the chemical balance of the pool water?"
"Of course."
"Would you please check it now? When you've finished come up front. We'll go to lunch, and then you can take a break. Just be back here a little before two. Make sure there are plenty of towels in the locker room. I'm sure the students will want to shower before they head back to the campground."
Mason returned a few minutes later. He leaned against the counter and said, "Water's okay."
Don smiled. "Great. Let's go eat lunch. I want you to have plenty of rest before the guys arrive this afternoon."