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Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Three
Bren and Tom entered the Community Conference Room Sunday afternoon and discovered Danny and Rob sitting on one side of the long table. The students, Keith, Mason and Cole were sitting across the table from the adults. Everyone sitting at the table wore robes, and the new comers followed their lead by keeping their garments on as well. They sat down at the long table and greeted each one of them.
"Good afternoon," Bren greeted and looked down at his robe-covered body.
Rob saw his look and said, "Yes, we're wearing robes. Normally I would encourage removing them, but this afternoon's a little different."
"It is a little chilly in here," Tom grinned.
Rob looked over at the three students and asked, "Did you guys enjoy the Thanksgiving feast Chance prepared for us?"
Cole and Mason filled the room with praises for the food, as well as the man who cooked it, with Cole adding, "Of course Chance had some really good help getting the meal ready."
Rob turned to Bren and Tom and smiled. "He certainly did, so, speaking for the entire Community, we thank you."
A few more words were passed around, and then Rob said, "Alright, we need to switch gears and discuss the reason for this meeting."
The counselor eyed everyone around the table, and finally his eyes landed on Keith. "Obviously, Keith, I'm sure you know the reason for the meeting."
Rob continued, "Everyone in this room knows the hell you have been put through in recent months, and I can assure you that we're all here for you. There are several reasons why I called this meeting, but the main one is to assure you that you are safe and that you will never have to worry about Matt ever again. Judge Compton had some connections, and he used them to send Matt to a prison overseas. The judge considered Matt's fate carefully, and the man will never hurt anyone else again."
Keith spoke up for the first time since the meeting had begun. "How do you know? How can you be so sure?"
Rob leaned across the table. "Because, Keith, the man is dead."
Cole gasped. "What happened?"
Rob shook his head. "I don't know for certain. If I were to guess, I would say Matt's secret leaked out to some of the other prisoners, and they became the man's judge and jury."
"Where did this happen?" Mason asked.
Rob shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, just that it was out of the United States. Marshall would have told me, but I didn't want to know. I just wanted to make sure that wherever Matt was sent he would never be able to come back and harm anyone else."
Keith remained silent and leaned back in his chair. His eyes focused on the table, and he folded his hands across his chest.
Mason leaned close to his friend and asked, "You okay, Bud?"
Keith raised his head and looked briefly at his Mason's face. Then he lowered his head slowly again and eyed the table top.
Cole was on the other side of Keith. He leaned over and placed an arm around the boy's shoulder. "The fucker's dead. He won't be hurting anyone ever again."
"I'm glad of that," Keith finally said.
"Cole and I are going to make sure you stay safe," Mason promised.
Danny also made the boy a promise. "Keith, my job will be to make sure you're safe. And not just you," he added, "but everyone living here in the Community."
"How can you be sure of that?" Keith asked. "I thought I was safe before, and I wasn't."
Bren pushed his chair back and stood up. He walked slowly around the table and stopped behind Keith. Placing his hands on the back of the student's chair, he said, "You're right about that. Everyone here thought we lived in a safe environment, including myself, and unfortunately for you, we found out we weren't. I hate what happened to you, and if I could remove the memory from your mind, I would. However, it did happen and I can't make it go away. What I can do, however, is be here for you. We all can", he said looking at the others around the table."
Danny leaned over and placed his hands in front of Keith. Looking directly into the boy's eyes, the police officer said, "Keith, all I can offer you is a promise to keep you safe from this point on. You have my word. Now, can I get a promise from you, as well?"
Keith looked up and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Danny didn't speak for a time. Then, "Will you promise me that if anyone ever again makes you feel uncomfortable, you will come to me at once and let me know? I know Matt made you feel ashamed, and afraid to tell anyone. Keith, I'm here to help you in any way I can. We all are," he added looking at the other adults in the room. If we don't know, we can't help. So, will you? Promise to let me or someone know if something or someone is making you feel unsafe?"
Rob folded his arms on the table in front of him and said, "Keith, I can assure you, the personal history of all our security staff, including Danny here, has been thoroughly checked out. Without a doubt, I know that everyone one of them will make it their goal to keep you safe."
Danny pulled his hands back and asked, "Do you trust me, Keith?"
Keith's answer was just a nod of the head.
"Can you say it?"
"I trust you." Keith looked at Rob and asked, "You know for sure the new security guy is okay?"
With a nod of his head, Rob said, "I know for a fact that Trevor and Forrest have both been fully checked out. Practically all the way down to their years sleeping in their baby cribs."
"I personally did the background checks," Danny assured Keith. "The two of them are going to make a good team and help me keep everyone safe."
For a time the adults in the room sat back and listened as the three students talked back and forth to each other. When Rob could see Keith's tension melting away, he asked, "Do any of you have any more questions for us?" Receiving only headshakes for answers, he stood up and said, "Give us hugs and then you're free to go."
When Bren pulled Keith to him, he said, "Keith, I heard the promise you made, and I'm going to hold you to it. If anything or anyone makes you just a bit uncomfortable or feel unsafe, I insist that you come to me. Or to any of us." Bren hugged his student and stepped back. "Our door is always opened to everyone." He looked at Tom and saw his lover nod in agreement.
Keith repeated his promise and left the building with Cole and Mason. Rob asked the staff members to remain behind. As seats were reclaimed, the counselor said, "I wanted to make you guys aware of the fact that for now, II will be keeping a very close eye on Keith. I'm going to visit with him once a week for now, but if I think it's necessary, I'll see him more often. Guys, feel free to come to me if you see a problem, no matter how small you may think it to be. I'm sure as teachers, it's quite possible you could see a different side of the boy than I do."
"Let me know as well," Danny spoke up. "Small problems have a way of growing big and out of control rather quickly if they are ignored."
"Danny's right," Rob agreed. "Bren, I would like for you and Tom to fill Evan in concerning our meeting. At this point, Keith seems to be doing well enough not to bring anyone else into the mix."
A short time later, Rob stood up and said, "If no one has any questions, I think it's time to move on to much more pleasant things."
There were no questions, so chairs were pushed back and hugs were shared.
"These damned robes fucking ruin a good hug," Tom complained.
Rob untied his belt and pulled his robe apart. "This should make it feel much better."
Tom opened his robe and pulled the counselor to him. "Much better," he said rubbing his hairy body against Rob's furry flesh. Both men felt their dicks jerk between them.
Bren grinned and untied his robe. "Come here, Danny." He held out his arms, and the police officer went to him. The officer's thick blond fur rubbed hard against Bren's black chest curls. He pulled the man close and pushed hard into Danny's body. The action brought life to both cocks, and they felt their hairy rods jerk between them.
Tom pulled away from Rob and suggested, "Let's move this to our apartment."
Bren and Danny stepped away from each other, and Danny invited, "Why don't we go to my place?" He smiled at Bren and said, "My bed's larger."
Rob laughed and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care where we go, just so we can fuck.
"Then come home with me." Danny smiled. "I've been here for a while. It's time I did a little entertaining."
The men tightened the belts around their robes as Rob turned the lights in the room off. They followed him down the hall of the building and stopped at the exit and waited as the counselor made sure that both Brad and Chad's offices were empty. Finding neither man around, the men stepped out into the cold weather and watched Rob lock the entrance to the building and drop the key in the pocket of his robe. The four men walked in the direction of Danny's cottage, the harsh blast of the cold November wind causing their feet to move faster.
"Come inside," Danny invited when they arrived at his cottage. He quickly closed the door behind his guests and pointed to a row of hooks along the wall. "You can hang your robes there."
Bren looked around the man's living room and grinned. "I like what you've done with the place."
Danny had hung several pictures on the walls, giving a homey look to the room. Against one of the walls was an attractive entertainment center. In the center was a large flat screened television and on one end sat a combined radio, turn table and DVD player.
"Damn, do you still use this?" Tom walked over and stood in front of the furniture, a look of surprise on his face. He touched the plastic lid covering the turn table.
There were three doors on the entertainment center's front side, and Danny walked over and opened one. "See for yourself," he said, stepping back.
Tom dropped to his knees and discovered two shelves. Music CDs and movie DVDs filled the top shelf, and the bottom one was loaded down with record albums. Tom whistled. "Dang, you've quite the collection."
Danny laughed. "I suppose if I have any vices, it would be my music and movie collection."
Bren was standing next to the police officer. He wrapped an arm around the man's back and said, "If you're willing to host a movie night, we'll bring the beer and popcorn."
Danny leaned against the teacher. "You guys are welcomed anytime."
Danny gave them a tour of the cottage, and when they were back in the living room, Rob said, "I love how you've decorated the place. You've given it a warm and cozy look."
Bren stepped into the small narrow kitchen and said, "Danny, you've inspired me. Tom, I think we're going to make a trip to the mall and pick out a few things to put in our apartment."
"Oh, golly, a shopping trip." Tom pretended to be annoyed.
"The students are going to do their Christmas shopping in a few days," Rob reminded. "That would be a great time for you guys to do your shopping, too."
Tom stood back up. "Thank you so much, Rob."
Danny joined Bren in the small kitchen. The space was narrow, and the two men had just enough room to pass each other. "I have beer in the fridge," Danny announced. "Anyone thirsty?"
"Always," Tom said and grinned.
Danny opened the refrigerator door and pulled out four bottles of beer. "Let's have a seat in the living room," he said passing the drinks around.
The couch was larger than the one in Bren and Tom's apartment, and instead of one chair, there were two large ones in Danny's living room. Tom and Bren claimed the couch, and Rob and Danny fell down in the chairs.
"This is really nice," Tom said looking around. He pointed to a picture on one of the walls. "Is that your family?"
Danny got up and walked over to the picture. He took it down and brought it over to the couch. "Yeah. My dad and mom and my brother, Carl."
"Wow, look how young you were," Bren commented.
"And how happy," Tom added.
"Yeah, well, as you pointed out, this was a long time ago."
When Rob looked at the picture, he asked, "Your brother thinks you've chosen to be gay, right?"
"Yeah," Danny answered with a nod.
Rob sighed. "My parents think I'm making the same choice. My father's a Methodist minister."
Danny looked surprised. "You're a minister as well. Why would you follow in your father's footsteps knowing how he feels about your life?"
"Because I believe that gay people deserve God's love same as anyone else."
Danny shook his head and said, "I don't think Carl will ever accept my way of life."
"Hey may not," Bren spoke up, "and sad as that is for you, it's your brother who's the real loser."
"My mom feels the same way," Tom said for Danny's benefit.
"When I saw her on Saturday before Thanksgiving at my sister's house, she came over just long enough to determine if I was still choosing to make wrong choices." He placed a hand on Bren's knee. "Five minutes later she was gone."
Danny took a drink of beer. "Your sister? How does she feel about your life?"
"My sister's name is Elaine. She's married, and her husband is Erick. When I first came out, Elaine didn't have too much to say, but Erick did. Just like my mother, my brother-in-law accused me of choosing to be, in his words, `that way'. Because of the way he felt, my sister went along with him. I don't know exactly when the change took place, but a few weeks before Thanksgiving Bren and I met them for dinner one evening. Both of them, especially Erick, apologized for the way they had treated me. The evening was a success, and they asked us to spend Thanksgiving with them. We already had plans to celebrate the day with Bren's brother and told them so. In the end, plans were made for us to come the Saturday before Thanksgiving."
"And even though it wasn't in the plans, we ended up spending the night at their house," Bren added and winked at Tom.
Rob drained his bottle and stood up. "We all have stories to tell, and I think it's great we can share them. However, as I mentioned earlier, I'm in the mood to fuck."
"So let's fuck," Tom said getting to his feet.
Danny slid out of his chair and invited them into his bedroom. "I have a king sized bed," he added.
Once on the officer's bed, Bren felt the tight hug Rob was giving him. Tom eyed Danny's body covered in thick blond fur and pulled the police officer to him.
Pulling Danny close, Tom whispered, "I want to feel your thick hard cock inside my ass. "You willing?"
Feeling Tom's hairy body rubbing his flesh, Danny moaned, "Fuck, yeah, I'm willing." He pulled back and turned his head to announce, "There's lube and rubbers in the top drawer next to the bed."
Bren leaned over and pulled the drawer out. He pulled two condom packages out and tossed one in Danny and Tom's direction. He handed the other one to Rob and reached back in the drawer for the lube. Laying it in the middle of the bed, he said, "I'll lay this here for whoever needs it first."
Bren handed the foiled package to Danny and said, "You're in charge of this. Right now, I'm in charge of getting Rob's dick ready for my ass. My wet, furry ass," he added seductively.
A quick motion from Tom put Danny on his back with the teacher between his hairy legs. Tom's eyes took in the police officer's sexy body, starting with the thick blond hair on the man's head and traveling all the way down to Danny's feet. "You are so fucking hot," he groaned.
Danny looked over and watched Bren take Rob's cock between his lips. He watched as the teacher worked the counselor's cock for a few seconds and then turned back and said to Tom, "You guys really do have a special relationship. I can see that now."
"We do. Bren really enjoys watching another guy fuck me."
Danny grinned and touched his hardening dick. "Then I guess we need to get busy."
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Bren and Tom returned home tired and worn out from their afternoon of fucking. They didn't even feel like walking to the cafeteria for their evening meal. They ate a sandwich made from ingredients found in their refrigerator, followed with a hot steamy shower, and then heading for bed.
When they crawled between the covers, Bren said, "I love you, Babe, but I think I'm ready for sleep."
Tom leaned over and gave his partner a kiss and smiled. "Me, too. The fucking this afternoon was good, wasn't it?"
"As it always is," Bren declared rolling on his side and placing the front of his body next to Tom's back. He pulled Tom close, placed a hand in the middle of the man's bush and fell asleep almost immediately.
Bren's thoughts returned to the afternoon of fucking in Danny's apartment as he went to sleep. "Such hot fucking," was the last thought he had before drifting off. This particular thought cast a spell over him, and in his dream he found himself fucking Tom. "God, your ass feels good," he said in his dream. He pushed harder into Tom and felt his dick being swallowed up between his lover's juicy wet ass walls. He felt his hairy balls rubbing against Tom's naked flesh, causing him to shiver.
"Babe?"
Bren could hear his lover speaking to him in his dream. He tried to speak, but nothing came out of his mouth. He felt his lips moving but not making any sound.
Still dreaming, Bren heard Tom repeat, "Babe?"
"Babe!" Tom's voice was louder this time.
Bren suddenly opened his eyes. The security light outside their apartment sent just enough light through the window in the room to let him discover his dick buried inside Tom's furry ass.
"Damn," he whispered. "I thought I was dreaming. I had no idea I was actually fucking you."
Tom laughed and pushed back, driving Bren's cock deeper inside him. "It may have started out as a dream, but for the last few minutes, your dream has turned into reality.
Bren left his cock buried in Tom's ass and said, "I think I fell asleep thinking about all the fucking we did this afternoon at Danny's place."
Tom wiggled his ass and said, "Please, for God's sake, don't stop now. You've got my dick leaking a steady stream."
Fully awake now, Bren pulled his lover close and pushed his cock deeper between the man's slippery ass walls. He placed one hand on one of Tom's shoulders, and the fingers on the other hand crawled through Tom's sticky pubes. He began drilling his partner's ass hard, driving each thrust deeper each time he pushed in.
"Fuck," Tom moaned. "Fill my hole with your man cream, Babe."
Bren pounded Tom hard and felt his lover stroking his cock. He could tell that Tom was matching his jerking strokes to Bren's fuck thrusts. "Yeah, Tom, make your dick shoot out a thick load of cum. I'm going to paint the walls of your ass with my creamy load." He began fucking Tom, driving his dick back and forth, in and out, moving like a piston in a car engine.
Tom jacked and groaned.
Bren fucked and moaned. Pushed in. Pulled back. Pushed right back in. He felt the thick black curls surrounding his cock grinding against Tom's furry ass. Brown fur blended in with thick coarse black hair, and both men soon cried out at the same time, "I'm cumming!"
"Fuck," Tom sighed when his balls were empty. When he felt cum touching his thigh he said, "I made a mess."
Bren's dick had finished firing by this time. He wiggled his hard cock through the puddle of man cream he had deposited in his lover's ass and said, "I think I did, too." He pulled his dick back out into the room, bringing some of his load with it. "Roll over," he ordered.
Tom slowly rolled over and faced his lover. "I love you, Brenden Wells! So much!"
Bren pulled Tom close and kissed him. "As you so often say, "Ditto."
Tom leaned back and said, "Wow, I think now I understand why you don't really care for that answer. It does seem to be lacking in something, doesn't it?"
"While I do agree somewhat with what you say, I do know how serious you are being when you say it."
Tom did the kissing this time and said, "I could say the word fifty bazillion times, and it still wouldn't give justice to how much I do love you."
"I know, Babe. I know."
They talked a few minutes longer before falling to sleep in each other's arms. Their afternoon and evening of fucking had left them both weak, but at the same time, fully satisfied.