Hairy Ever After

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Chapter Seventy-Two

Bren pulled up to the closed gate at the campground and shut his car's engine off. He turned to Tom and said, "Chance should be here soon." He looked at the dashboard clock. It was a few minutes after nine a.m.

Tom leaned across the seat and kissed Bren lightly on the lips. "You're really looking forward to having your brother here, aren't you?"

"I am." Bren shook his head. "I'm happy he's going to be back in my life. I just don't know how it's going to work out yet."

"It will be fine, Babe." Tom turned around and looked through the car's rear window. "Speaking of, here he is."

Bren started the engine and pulled up to the keypad. He leaned out the window and punched in the code. Then motioning for his brother to follow, he put the car in gear and drove through the gate.

"Make sure the gate closes. He drove them in the direction of the camp.

Tom looked back. "It's closing."

Bren parked in front of the mess hall and watched as his brother pulled up beside him. He and Tom got out of the car and waited for Chance to join them. Where he and Tom wore only gym shorts, Bren discovered his brother was dressed in a nice polo shirt and cargo shorts.

Bren smiled. "Hey, you."

"Hello, Bren. Hi, Tom."

"Have any trouble finding the place?" Bren asked.

"No, not at all."

Tom grinned. "Welcome, Chance." He stepped forward and drew the man into a hug.

Bren kept his eyes on his brother, wondering if Chance was alright with being hugged.

Tom stepped back. "We're really happy that you are here."

Bren took a timid step forward, unsure what he should do. When he saw a smile on Chance's face, Bren relaxed and pulled his brother to him. "I'm so glad to have you back in my life."

"Hey, Buddy, me, too. I've missed having you around."

Tom gave the brothers a little time and then said, "Alright, the two of you are going to spend a lot of time together. At the moment, that time's going to be spent with your brother telling us how he wants his kitchen arranged. I suggest we get comfortable and go to work. We can change in Chance's room."

Bren and his brother followed Tom into the kitchen and through the door to Chance's summer home. Tom turned around and shucked out of his shorts. He slipped his tennis shoes off and grinned. "I've swept the floor. It's all good."

Bren couldn't help but notice the way his brother's eyes took in Tom's hairy nakedness. He followed Tom's lead and tossed his shorts on the bed with his partner's. When he was barefoot, Bren put his hands on his hips and smiled at his brother. "We're ready to work, Bro."

Chance's eyes switched from Tom to his brother, taking in the thick black hair that covered Bren's chest. "You two don't waste any time, do you?"

Bren placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Chance, being naked has become a norm for Tom and me. "Hell, we teach students who are naked just like us. It's our way of life, and we wouldn't have it any other way. Truth be told, the times we have to wear clothes feel unnatural to us."

Tom walked up behind Bren and said, "Chance, I'm sure this may feel strange to you for a while. It took Bren and me a little while to get used to it, but as he just said, we wouldn't have it any other way. In the Community, everyone is treated the same way. There is never any judgement. Fuck, it's hot in here. I'm going to hit the A/C."

Left alone with his brother, Bren asked, "Are you alright?"

Chance pulled his shirt over his head and added it to the shorts on his bed. He looked at his brother and remained quiet. He just stood there without moving.

Bren made a quick decision, and pulled his brother into a hug. He was surprised at how good it felt to feel his brother's hairy chest pressed against him. "Chance, I know it's a lot to take in. I'm here, and I'll do whatever you need to make you feel comfortable."

He felt his brother's hands on his back. "I know you will, Buddy. I'm happy to have you back in my life. If that means living and working naked, then, fuck it. I'll deal with it." He pushed Bren back and shucked his shorts and boxers down.

Bren watched his brother toss the last of his clothes on the bed, and his eyes went immediately to Chance's naked body. It was like looking into a mirror. Both brothers had thick black hair beginning at the base of their necks. It traveled in wide spread down until it connected with their pubes.

"What?" Chance asked when he saw his brother looking at him.

Bren smiled. "I didn't realize we're so much alike."

"I used to be ashamed of how hairy I am," Chance confided. "Then after years of hating the way I looked, I just said, fuck it."

Bren was surprised. "I had no idea you felt that way. Damn, Chance, that's what led me to the Community. My junior high and high school years were sheer torment. I was called everything from freak to hairy ape. I fucking hated gym class. I was happy when I didn't have to take gym class any longer."

Tom stuck his head inside the doorway. "Are we going to work? Or are we just going to stand around all day naked?"

Bren stuck his tongue out and said, "Don't be a jerk. My brother and I are just having a heart to heart"

Tom placed a hand on Bren's chest. Running his fingers through the thick carpet of hair, he said, "I'm all for heart to heart. Let's help Chance get this done, and then you two can heart to heart all you want."

Chance laughed. "Is he always this forceful?"

Bren felt his cock chub up. He took a deep breath and willed it not to get hard. "There are times I love him being forceful, but I won't bore you with the details. Go check your kitchen out, and tell Tom and me what you want us to do."

Bren was surprised how well his brother jumped into the swing of things. It was plain to see that Chance had definite ideas how he wanted his kitchen set up. The morning was spent arranging, and sometimes rearranging things and by one o'clock, everything was in place to Chance's satisfaction.

"Everything looks good," Bren said looking around the big kitchen.

"Thanks to you guys," Chance declared. "I really appreciate your help."

"We brought lunch," Bren said. It's in the car. Chance, how about I help you bring your things to your room. Tom can bring the food in."

Bren helped his brother unpack his car. When they were finished, Chance's clothes were hung in the standup closet in one corner of his room. Chance filled the dresser drawers with socks, underwear, tee shirts and walking shorts, and pushed all of the drawers shut. He grinned. "I don't know why I brought all of this shit. It's not as if I'm going to be wearing any of them."

Tom came into the room carrying a flat screen TV. "Where do you want this, Chance?"

Chance looked around the room. "How about here for now?" He pointed to the dresser top.

"The only thing left in your car is a box of books," Tom said as he sat the TV down.

"About your clothes," Bren spoke up. "We do go shopping at the mall, and as you know, we do eat out now and then."

"I'm hungry," Tom declared. "Let's eat, and then Chance can bring those books in."

They walked into the dining room and saw the table where Tom had spread out their food.

"We're drinking beer?" Surprise could be heard in Chance's voice.

"Another perk of the Community," Tom grinned.

Bren had picked up some sliced ham, bread and chips from the cafeteria that morning. The beer had come from the refrigerator in their apartment. "Let's eat," he said sitting down on the bench. "I'm starved."

Chance sat down next to his brother and opened the cold bottle sitting in front of him. "Damn, this is going to hit the spot."

Tom sat across the table from them. "It better. You worked our asses off this morning."

Chance smiled. "You seem to have plenty left."

Bren grinned and gave his brother a high five. Then looking at Tom, he said, "Busted."

Tom reached for the bread. "Chance, you have nothing to worry about. You're going to fit in here nicely."

When the meal was finished, they cleaned things up and left the room as clean as they had found it. Bren took their trash outside to a large dumpster. "How about a quick tour before we leave?" he asked coming back inside.

"I've had an idea," Tom said. "I know that Chance was intending on staying here tonight, but hell, why should he stay way out here all by himself? My old apartment's empty, and will be until Evan Randall arrives. Chance can stay there tonight."

Chance looked at his brother. "Evan Randall?"

"He's a college professor. Chad has hired him to teach our college students this fall. Evan will be here in a few days."

"You'll like him," Tom said. "He's a really nice guy."

Bren and Tom gave Chance a tour of the grounds. They showed him the tennis court and baseball field. Then they showed him both cabins with the remodeled bathrooms.

"This is really nice," Chance commented looking at the newly installed fixtures. Your Founder has been out quite a bit of money getting this all ready."

"Chad has a good heart," Bren agreed. "Chance, Chad's not just our Founder. He's yours as well."

"I know."

They showed him the second cabin, but as it was exactly like the first one, they didn't linger long. They returned to the mess hall and jumped back into their shorts. This time Chance followed their lead. He pulled his shorts on, minus his underwear and shirt. Tom turned the A/C up so it wouldn't run as much, and Bren locked the door behind them.

"Why don't you lock your car and ride with us?" Bren asked his brother. "It' will be safe here."

"Alright. The box of books are still in the back seat, but I can take them inside tomorrow."

When they entered the dormitory, Bren said, "Tom, let's show Chance where he's going to stay for tonight. Actually, there's no reason why you can't stay here through Saturday night."

"That's a great idea," Tom agreed. He opened the door to their apartment and looked at Bren. "Let's toss our shorts in here first."

Chance didn't volunteer to take his shorts off, and neither Bren nor Tom commented on the fact.

They walked down the hall, and when Tom came to a closed door, he opened it and stepped to the side. "After you two."

Bren followed his brother into the apartment, and Tom closed the door behind them.

"Looks identical to yours," Chance commented as he looked around.

"It is," Bren said. "The apartments here are all the same."

"You're welcomed to stay here," Tom said. He led the way into the bedroom. "The bath is through there. Like Bren said, they're all the same."

When they were back in the living room, Bren said, "Let's go back to our apartment for now. We'll head over to the cafeteria later for dinner. You can get another look at the kitchen. I know Chad gave you a tour on one of your previous visits here."

"I'd like that." Chance went back into the bedroom and returned without wearing his shorts. "If I'm going to be staying here for the next couple of nights, I might as well leave everything here."

Bren watched his brother walk toward him and wondered why he had never thought much about Chance's body before. Tom had been right. Looking at his brother was just like looking into a mirror where the bodies were concerned.

Tom held out his arms and grinned. "Let's me be the first, Chance, to give you your first official Community hug since becoming a resident."

Bren watched Tom pull his brother to him into a tight hug. For reasons he couldn't understand, he liked seeing the two of them together.

Tom stepped back. "Your turn," he told Bren.

"Welcome, Chance." Bren pulled his brother into a hug. "I'm glad that you're going to be a part of my life."

Bren felt Chance's hands on his back. "Me, too, Buddy. I have a lot of making up to do where you're concerned."

Bren felt his cock twitch and quickly stepped back. He was embarrassed and angry with himself.

When Chance realized how his brother felt, he quickly saved the moment. "It's alright, Buddy. Haven't you and Tom been telling me that a hard cock is a way of handing out a compliment?"

"Damn, I believe Chance has given you permission to give him a compliment, Bren." Tom gave his partner a big grin. He slowly ran a hand down his chest and touched his cock. Bren wasn't the only one in the room with a chub. "I think I'm about to hand out one as well."

When they returned to their apartment, Bren called the Founder and told him his brother would be staying in Tom's apartment until Sunday.

"Excellent," Chad said. "I'm glad he's here, and I'm sure you are as well."

Chance was sitting on one end of the sofa, and Bren fell down beside him. "Chad's happy that you are here. He was glad that we offered you Tom's apartment."

"He seems like a really nice man."

Bren looked at is brother. "Chance, may I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"It's pretty personal."

Chance looked down his body and then at his brother's furry front. "We're sitting on your sofa naked. How fucking more personal can we get for God's sake?"

"He has a point," Tom agreed.

"Just ask me, Bren."

"Obviously I'm still wrapping my head around the fact you told me you were gay. Have you done anything with anyone?"

Tom jumped to his feet. "I think this conversation is going to require beer. Be right back."

"I take it you're asking if I've had sex with another guy."

Bren felt his mouth suddenly going dry. "I – I suppose I am. Shit. You don't have to answer. It's none of my damned business."

Tom returned with the beer. He handed the Bren and Chance a bottle and returned to his chair

Chance took a drink. "Thanks, Tom." Turning to his brother, he said, "To answer your question, Bren, no, I haven't. You see, just admitting I'm gay was a big step for me. If you must know, it scares me shitless."

"I do know how you feel," Bren said. "It can be a huge battle learning to accept yourself for who you really are. The Community has given me the confidence that I needed to do just that. I think it will do the same for you, too."

"I believe it's helping already," Tom remarked. "You've been here only a few hours, and already you seem comfortable being in your `natural' state."

Chance finished his beer. "Comfortable with the two of you maybe." He shook his head. "I'm not so sure about being around others."

Bren looked at the clock and said, "Perhaps it's time to put that to a test. Why don't we head over to the cafeteria? We'll have time for Chance to get another look at his kitchen before we eat dinner."

Chance stood up. "Sounds good to me. I suppose I can't jump into my shorts first?"

"Would that make you feel more comfortable?" Bren studied his brother closely.

"I probably shouldn't." Chance looked at Tom. "What do you think?"

Tom grinned. "You're asking the wrong guy, Chance. Your brother knows that I love walking around showing off my wiener." Then on a more serious note, "The longer you keep your clothes on, the harder it will be to become comfortable without them."

"Tom's right. Look, I know that one of your concerns is that you'll get a hardon in front of another guy. If you do, Chance, fuck it! Everyone in the Community, including all of the students, has seen Tom and me hard at one time. One of the things we try and instill in our kids is that if it happens, it's all part of being a guy."

"And remember a hard cock is the best compliment you can give anyone here. At least in the community," Tom added. He joined the other two and placed a hand on Chance's furry chest. And my brother, you can give me a compliment like that anytime. I love getting those."

Chance smiled and looked at his brother. "Where did you find this guy?"

"Under a rock, and sometimes I wish I had left him there." Bren opened the door. "Let's head out."

Tom grabbed his lover's shoulders and gave him a kiss. "You know you would be sad without me."

When they reached the cafeteria building, Bren led them in through the back door. The kitchen workers were busy trying to keep up with the demands of the food line. Cole, Darren and Cliff were working alongside Paul Williams. Long white aprons covered the front of their bodies as they worked with the hot food.

Paul walked toward them and smiled. He held out his hand and said, "You must be our new manager." He looked around the kitchen. "I am very happy to meet you."

Bren introduced his brother and said, "It's alright, Paul, you can give Chance a hug. He knows that's the normal way of greeting around here."

"I never refuse a hug from a hairy man." Paul gave Chance a quick hug. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I need to get my ass in gear. Welcome to the Community, Chance."

Cole joined them and had a wide grin on his face. "Introduce me, Bren. Please." He pulled Chance into a tight hug and stepped back.

"Chance, this is Cole. In case you couldn't tell, the kid loves body contact anyway he can get it."

Cole shook his head. "It's true, and I don't apologize."

"As you shouldn't," Chance said. "It's nice to meet you, Cole. I'll look forward to seeing you around."

"Oh, I'll be around, you can count on that."

Darren and Cliff walked up, and Bren introduced his brother to them. They hugged the newest resident of the Community, but their embrace was much less intimate than Cole's had been.

"Sorry, guys. I need you over here. You can talk with Chance another time."

"Coming, Paul," they both said.

"Shall we go eat?" Bren asked.

They came out of the kitchen, and Bren showed his brother where the trays were stacked. "Take one of those and go through the line. We can sit anywhere."

While they were eating, Parker came over to the table. He gave Tom and Bren a hug and then turned to Chance. "You must be Chance. I'm really happy to meet you."

Bren introduced his brother to the social worker and invited Parker to join them. He watched Chance give the man a hug, and it made him happy.

"I'd love to, but I have to meet with Brad in a few minutes."

"Chance is staying in Tom's old apartment through Saturday night," Bren told Parker.

Parker smiled. "Awesome. My apartment is just around the corner from you. I'll drop by and have a visit."

"I'd like that," Chance said returning to his seat.

"See you guys. Again, Chance, welcome!"

They had managed to take only a few bites of their food when Rob came over to their table, and once more, introductions were made. Chance stood up and gave the counselor a hug. Bren was getting happier by the minute. His doubts about his brother adapting to Community life were slowly disappearing.

Rob went through the food line and soon returned with a tray of food. "May I join you?"

"Of course," Tom answered.

"Are the guys giving you the grand tour?" Rob asked Chance.

"They are. They've been very helpful."

Rob grinned at Tom. "Even this guy?"

Tom pretended to be hurt. "Hey. I'm a nice guy."

"Even Tom," Chance laughed.

"I'm glad somebody likes me."

Bren gave Tom's neck a playful squeeze. "Poor baby. He's so mistreated."

Bren saw the Founder walking toward them. "Here comes Chad. Try and behave, Tom."

"Damn. You, too?"

"Hello, Chance. I'm so pleased to see you. Are you getting settled in?"

Realizing by now what the normal greeting in the Community was, Chance stood and gave the Founder a hug. "I am, sir. I appreciate you allowing me to use Tom's apartment for a few days."

"First of all, Chance, no one refers me as sir'. Not even the students. Call me Chad'.

"Chance has the kitchen at the campground ready to serve the first meal," Bren assured the Founder.

"Yeah, he worked our asses off today," Tom pretended to complain.

"You're already said that once," Bren reminded. "Do you remember what my brother told you?"

"Yeah, he said I still had plenty ass left."

Chad shook his head. "Be careful of this one, Chance."

"What is this, pick on Tom day?"

"You know you love it," Rob chimed in.

"I'm just going to eat my dinner." Tom picked up his fork and resumed his eating.

They finished their meal and returned to Bren and Tom's apartment. As they stepped inside, Chance said, "Perhaps I should head on down to Tom's apartment. I don't want to become a nuisance."

"Nonsense," Bren told his brother. "I'm enjoying spending time with you."

"Me, too. With both of you," Chance said. He looked at Tom and added, "I don't want my new brother growing tired of having me around."

Tom grinned. "Relax, Chance. Having you here will not keep me from fucking your brother later."

"Tom!" Bren's face turned bright red. Sitting on the sofa next to his brother, Bren turned away from Chance. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Bren, look at me."

He turned back and saw a grin on his brother's face. "I've known Tom long enough to see that he loves creating shock value. I actually like it when he drops these little tidbits of information like this. I've missed a lot of your life, and I'd love catching up."

Tom stood up and went to the sofa. He leaned over and gave Chance a quick hug. "I'm glad somebody loves me. Chance, I knew I was going to like having you around."

"Tom, since you're up, would you mind bringing us something cold to drink?"

"Certainly. Coke or beer?"

"I think I'd like a beer," Chance said. "Does the supermarket here keep that in stock? I'll replenish your stock."

"It does, but that's not necessary. Tom always makes sure that we have plenty on hand."

While Tom was in the kitchen, Chance said, "Bren, you asked me a personal question before dinner. May I ask you one?"

"Of course you can. Chance. What's on your mind?"

"Tom's remark just now, was he serious?"

Bren willed himself to not be embarrassed. "If you're referring to his comment about fucking, yes, he was."

"Very serious," Tom said returning with their drinks. As he handed a cold bottle to Bren, he said, "Alright, I'll be quiet and let you speak, Bren."

Bren drank half of his beer before he spoke. "Tom has already told you that we fuck, so I'll try and answer any question you might have. In gay life, I know that some guys only like to fuck and some just want to be fucked. For Tom and me, we enjoy both. I like to fuck him, and I enjoy having him fuck me."

"I see," Chance said. He appeared to be caught up with his thoughts.

When neither Bren nor his brother spoke, Tom said, "Chance, I know that I kid around quite a bit with you, but I'm serious now. I don't know what you've heard about gay relationships, but as for the one I have with your brother, it's true. We both enjoy fucking --"

"And getting fucked," Bren said when Tom paused.

"I'm fairly certain that every guy in the Community enjoys the same thing," Bren said.

Chance looked directly into his brother's eyes. "Do you guys fuck other men?"

Bren took a few seconds to answer. He decided to be completely honest with Chance. "We do. I realize that may be hard for you to understand. In the straight world, I suppose we would be considered as unfaithful to each other."

Chance placed a hand on his brother's arm. "I'm not making any judgement here. Either of you," he added looking at Tom. "I'm curious as to how all of this works."

Tom leaned forward in his chair. "Here's the thing, Chance. Bren and I respect each other. We love each other, and neither of us would ever do anything to fuck up the relationship we have. Yeah, we have some fuck buddies here, but they are our friends as well. And like friends anywhere, there are some you remain in contact with more than others."

"Are we confusing you?" Bren asked.

"Not really. Well, I don't think so. Your lives seem so different than mine. I feel like someone who's studied hard for an examination, and at the last minute the questions have all been changed."

"May I make a suggestion, Chance?"

"Of course, Tom. I'll welcome any advice you care to share."

"You've had one hell of a major change in your life. You quit a job you've had for years, you're beginning a new job that's a one-eighty degree turnaround from what you've ever done before, and probably the hardest step in the grand scheme of things is admitting to yourself and to your brother that you are gay. That, my friend, is one big fucking change. You have every right to be frightened. Just know this, Chance. Bren and I are here for you. You need anything, whatever it is, we want you know that you can count on us."

Bren leaned over and hugged his brother to him. "Tom's right, Chance. We're here for you." Without thinking, Bren kissed his brother on the cheek. When he realized what he had done, he pulled back. Shit, what was wrong with him? The room was suddenly very quiet.

Chance was the one to break the silence. "It's alright, Buddy. I love you, too. I'm your big brother, and I know how much you love me."

"Damn, you two keep this up, and I'm going to be in full blown compliment form."

Bren saw that Tom's dick was chubbing up. The sight brought some life to his cock as well. Fuck. Was he going to get a hardon in front of his brother?

Chance placed a hand on his brother's knee. "Tom's admitted that he may be giving me a compliment. Are you going to as well, little brother?"

Bren felt his cock stirring, and as hard as he tried, he couldn't stop it from growing. He placed a hand to the left side of his crotch.

"It's alright, Bren. You may not have noticed, but I'm beginning to compliment you both."

Bren found his eyes traveling down his brother's hairy body. Tom was right. Looking at Chance was like looking into a mirror. If they stood side by side and someone took a picture from their necks down to their feet, he doubted if anyone could tell them apart. They even shared the same wide treasure trail that met up with their pubes. When his eyes went to his brother's crotch, he found Chance's cock hard and standing proudly, surrounded by a dense patch of black pubic hair. The sight made Bren hard instantly. He thought, my God, what am I doing?

From across the room, Tom said, "Damn, looking at the two of you is like looking at twins. It's so fucking hot." He made a fist around his cock and gave it a couple of tugs.

Chance suddenly stood up. "I think I should be leaving. It's getting late."

Still tugging his dick, Tom stood up. "You don't need to rush off, Chance. You can jack off here as well as in my apartment."

A tiny hint of a smile appeared on Chance's face. "From the looks of things, the two of you are going to be fucking before I reach the end of the hall."

Bren looked at Tom and said, "Baby steps." He turned to his brother. "I'll give you a hug if my cock won't embarrass you."

A definite grin was on Chance's face now. "I can say the same thing." He looked down at his hardon. There was a drop of pre cum leaking from the tip.

Bren gave his brother a hug and was surprised when he felt his heart begin to race. He wasn't sure if it was his brother's hairy chest or his wet cock that affected his dick. Or both. Fuck!

"I'll see you in the morning," Chance said and walked to the door.

"Wait. You're not leaving without giving me a hug." Tom pulled Chance to him. When his dick pressed against the man's leaking cock, Tom knew that he added pre cum of his own. He held Chance close and ran his hands down the man's hairy back. When he reached Chance's furry ass, he squeezed each cheek. Then he surprise them both by planting a light kiss on Chance's lips. When he stepped back, a thick strand of pre cum stretched between them. "I'm so happy you've joined us, Brother-in-law. Come by in the morning, and we'll go with you to breakfast."

Chance opened the door and stuck his head out, evidently checking to see if anyone else was in the hallway.

Tom patted the man's ass playfully and said, "Don't worry, you probably won't be the only one out there with a hardon."

The door had hardly closed behind his brother before Bren let out a string of curse words. "Holy fuck! Goddamn it to hell! What the fuck is happening here, Tom?"

Tom pulled his partner to him. There was no doubt that Bren was upset, but he wasn't exactly sure what to say to him. So he chose to remain silent and let his lover calm down.

Once Bren's breathing returned to normal, he stepped back and looked at Tom. He left his hands on the man's back. "I'm a sick son of a bitch. I got a fucking hardon looking at my brother. How fucking sick and fucking perverted is that?"

While Bren wasn't above dropping the F-bomb now and then, Tom had never heard the man use it this many times in just a few sentences. "Listen to me, Bren. There is nothing sick or perverted about you."

Bren pulled away. "How can you say that? My fucking cock got hard looking at my brother. That makes me a sick mother fucker!"

Tom felt his cock go soft. So much for fucking now, he realized. He would have found the thought humorous had he not been so concerned about the most important man in his life. He looked at the misery in Bren's eyes, and he didn't have a clue how to help the man. "Come sit with me on the sofa, Babe." He gave Bren a gentle push, and they both fell down next to each other. He put his arms around his lover and held Bren close. Tom didn't think words were needed for the moment.

Bren became so quiet that Tom thought he had fallen asleep. Maybe that was what his partner needed. He was surprised when Bren suddenly leaned back.

"Would you take me to bed?"

"Of course."

Tom led the way into the bedroom. "Do you want to shower?"

Bren shook his head. "Not tonight. I'll get up in time to take one in the morning."

"Alright. Let's get you in bed. I'll turn the lights out and be right back."

"I'm sorry, Tom," Bren said as he fell down on the bed

"What the hell for, Babe?"

"Never mind." Bren rolled over on his side and closed his eyes. "Night."

Tom made a quick trip around the apartment and shut all of the lights off. Then after a quick trip to the bathroom, he turned the lamp off beside the bed and crawled in next to Bren. He pressed his body close until he felt Bren's ass cheeks against his crotch. "Night Babe," he whispered.

Tom opened his eyes. The room was dark. He looked at the clock on the table next to the bed. The hands told him it was almost three o'clock. The room was quiet, and he listened. He wasn't sure what had awakened him. He felt movement behind him.

"Are you awake?"

Tom realized why he woke up. He could feel Bren rubbing his cock along his ass crack. "I am now. I suppose it would be foolish to ask what's on your mind." As the need for sleep began leaving, Tom felt a grin forming on his lips.

"I'm sorry I went ape shit crazy earlier."

Tom rolled over. "You have nothing to apologize to me for."

"I've been doing some thinking."

"I thought you wanted to sleep," Tom reminded.

"I was mentally worn out. I did fall to sleep almost at once, but I'm awake now."

"And I suppose you want to fuck?"

"Would you mind?"

Tom kissed him. "Babe, I never mind you fucking me. Are you feeling better now?"

"I am. I really need to fuck you."

Bren pushed his lover on his back and crawled between his legs. He began kissing the man's body, beginning on the inside of his thighs and working his way passed Tom's hairy crotch and up through the thick mat of hair on his stomach and chest. By the time he reached Tom's furry nipples, he stopped and said, "Change of plans. I want you to fuck me."

"Are you sure? A moment ago I felt how needy your dick was."

"Like I said, change of plans. Shut up and think about sliding your cock in my wet hole."

"I can do that. Please continue."

Bren went back and forth between Tom's nipples and his crotch, teasing and sucking everything. He teased Tom's hairy nut sac and enjoyed the tickling the brown hairs gave his tongue. When he had Tom's cock leaking a steady stream of pre cum, he fell on his back. "My turn. Get my ass ready for that hairy monster between your legs."

Tom rolled over and crawled between his lover's hairy legs. He raised them so he could see Bren's furry entrance. "God, the hair circling your hole always makes me so fucking hard."

"Then quit talking and start doing."

"Yes, sir. Right away, sir!"

Bren shivered when he felt Tom's tongue licking around his furry ring. When he felt Tom's tongue push inside, Bren moaned. "Oh, God. Get me ready. I need your dick inside me."

It didn't take long for Tom to have the thick ring of hair around his lover's love chute soaking wet with his saliva. He reached for the lube and coated a finger with it. When he pushed the finger inside, Bren groaned. He pushed back, driving the finger deeper. Tom added more lube and pushed a second finger inside. He felt Bren's ass relax almost immediately, and he realized how much his lover needed his cock. He squeezed more lube out and covered his dick with the slippery gel.

When Bren felt Tom's cockhead touching his entrance, he pushed back, causing it to slide inside. "Fuck me, Tom," he begged.

Tom slowly pushed in until he felt his cock touching his partner's love nut. He could feel his wiry bush pressing against Bren's flesh. "Feels so fucking good." Saying that, Tom began driving his cock in and pulling back. In. Out. Slowly at first. Each time he bottomed out, he felt a strong desire to go deeper. Go much harder. He picked up pace and felt his heavy ball sac slamming against Bren's body.

"Yes! Fuck my ass, Babe. I want to feel your hot creamy load filling my hole."

Tom fucked harder. Bren grabbed his dick and began jacking. His hard shaft was covered with his pre cum, and created such a sensation that he knew it wouldn't take long for him to blast a load out onto his chest.

Tom fucked.

Bren jacked.

Tom slammed hard into his hole, abusing Bren's body with his hairy balls.

Bren tweaked one of his nipples while he jacked his dick. He felt his balls begin their familiar tingle. He was close. "I'm going to shoot," he moaned.

Tom muttered something and slammed hard, separating the walls of Bren's ass with his hard slippery cock. A few more thrusts and then, "Fuck! I'm fucking cumming," he cried out.

Bren's cock shuddered between his fingers. "Shit!" The first jet of cum flew out and landed on his chin. The second went between his hairy nipples. The last few squirts were a little weaker as they made a trail of cum down the black hair on Bren's stomach. Once the intense feeling of his orgasm began settling down, he felt the load of cum Tom had just fired in his ass. He forced the muscles in his ass to clamp down on his lover's dick. "I think someone really needed to fuck."

Tom ran a finger through the thick trail of cum on his lover's chest. "I think someone needed a cock up their ass." He sucked cum from his finger, and leaning down, he kissed Bren, allowing his partner to taste his own cum.

"I love you so much," Bren said when Tom pulled away.

"I love you, too."

Tom's cock slipped out of Bren's cum-filled ass, bringing some of his cream with it. He fell on his back and let his hand rest in Bren's cum-splattered chest hair. "Are we okay, Babe?"

Bren rolled over and faced his lover. "We are. It's late, and we have a full day tomorrow. Let's go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow."

"You're leaving cum in your ass?"

"I am. It will remind me how lucky I am having you in my life. I'll clean out in the morning."

"Damn, you're making me horny again. I may have to push back inside you after you fall asleep."

"You won't hear me complaining." Bren kissed the man. "Roll over so I can give you a cum-covered hug. Night, Babe"

"Ditto."

Bren hugged Tom close. "Do me a favor. Don't ever change."

"You can count on it. Now, go to sleep."

Bren closed his eyes and thought how lucky he was. He had Tom, and now, his brother as well, in his life. That was his last thought before he became lost in his dream world.