Date: Fri, 7 Jul 2023 01:20:37 +0000 (UTC) From: Jerlar Subject: Hairy Ever After 107 This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's Living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely Coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or Publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. All of us enjoy the stories here, so please, support Nifty. Like any other Business, it takes resources to keep it running. I appreciate you, and I know Nifty appreciates your support! Feel free to contact me at jetdesk2@yahoo.com Mark Stevens Dear Readers, I am recovering from total knee replacement surgery, so I'm not posting quite as often. However, I did manage to get a couple of chapters written before my surgery. Here's one of them for your reading enjoyment. I would love hearing from you! Mark Chapter One Hundred Seven Chad had called a Community wide meeting in the cafeteria the following Saturday afternoon. Keith had been in the clinic a week, under the watchful eye of Tony, the nurse, and the Founder felt that staff and students alike, should know that the student was recovering nicely. "Keith's healing process has been slow, but he is definitely improving more each day. Tony has been taking very good care of Keith, and I really appreciate his willingness to be there for the student. He has been putting his excellent nursing skills to good use. Thank you, Tony. On the subject of Keith's recovery, I feel there are some things I should share with you. I've discussed the matter with the student, and he's agreed to let me tell you what happened. While I feel sure that no one in the Community believes Keith acted in any way to encourage Matt to do the things he did, and I can assure you, he did not. I don't know if anyone here is familiar with a drug called Rohypnol. It's a drug mostly used by Veterinarian doctors. However, it is also a drug that's commonly used as a date rape drug. It's a clear liquid that can either be slipped into a drink, or it can be injected into a victim's body. In Keith's case it was administered both those ways. Once the drug has entered a person's blood stream he quickly grows relaxed. He has no control of his body. The drug sometimes blocks out a period of time, leaving the victim feeling confused. He can also remain aware of what's happening, but he can't do anything to protect himself." Chad paused and looked around the room. "I hope to God that none of you ever experience what Keith has just been through. What I would like for everyone to learn from Keith's experience is that all of us, students and staff both, always need to be alert to details, to life around us. My hope is that nothing like this will ever happen again, but we all know that it could. Unfortunately there are good and bad people in the world, and the bad ones are always going to be looking for ways to hurt, to cause harm, to the good guys. Be watchful. Be attentive to your surroundings. "I've had several of you asking when you might visit Keith." Chad looked around the room and smiled. "I appreciate the concern you've shown, and I'm sure Keith will as well. I think Keith would enjoy a visit from you. "Moving on, I am very happy to announce that we have a new resident and staff member in the Community. Danny Jordan has agreed to head up our Security detail. A twelve year veteran of the local police department, the Community will benefit greatly having him among us. Danny, will you please stand up?" Eyes all over the dining room watched as a young blond man, wearing a robe, stood to his feet. Chad told the man to come stand next to him. The Founder could tell that the young police officer was uncomfortable. He was the only person in the room whose body was covered with a robe. Everyone else, staff member and student alike, were bare assed naked. Chad placed an arm around Danny's shoulders. "Yes, Danny is wearing a robe. I'm sure most of you can remember what it was like when you first arrived here. Please, show him the same respect that was shown you. Give him time to adjust to our way of living. By the way, Danny will be living in Cottage 2. And before you think he's being shown special attention, there isn't any other place available for him to stay. Danny was very instrumental in finding Matt. Once we realized that Keith had been drugged with Rohypnol, Danny did some checking and discovered that a Veterinary Clinic had been robbed and that Rohypnol was the only thing missing." Chad told the officer he could take his seat. "Danny will be responsible for the security schedule, both here and out at the campground, when it's being used." He looked at the clock on the wall and said, "I'm sure some of you may have questions and or concerns. I have a meeting at four o'clock, so I've got to run. Feel free to drop by my office anytime if you do have a question about anything. The meeting's over, but please, take a moment to introduce yourself to Danny. He's a unique young man, and I know he wants to get to know everyone of you. Oh, and one last thing. Danny and Judge Compton will both be involved in the decision of Matt's fate. Thanks, everyone for coming. Please introduce yourselves to Danny and explain your part in helping this place run smoothly." Chad hurried across the room and called out to Mason, "Got a minute?" Mason had been in the act of leaving with David. He turned around and waited for the Founder to reach him. "Yes?" "I'd like a quick word with you, Mason." David smiled. "I'll catch you later, Bud." "Mason, I've been meaning to ask how you like the new bed." Mason knew the Founder was referring to the double bed now in his room. He had asked Chad sometime back if he and David could room together. He had assured the man that he and David wouldn't have a problem sharing one bed. He grinned. "The bed is great. Very comfortable," he added. "Is there room enough for you both?" Chad laughed. "Plenty of room." "Great. Come with me, Mason. I want to introduce you to Danny." Mason followed the Founder to the front of the room, and they waited until Danny was standing by himself. Chad said, "Danny, I'd like to introduce you to Mason. I think you may have seen him around, but I want to personally introduce the two of you." Danny Jordan smiled and reached out a hand. "Hello, Mason. I'm very glad to meet you. Chad has told me that you've been a great friend to Keith." Mason felt his body freeze. Really? A handshake? Chad came to the rescue. "Danny, I know you've been hit with a lot of things about the Community, but one of the most important rules we have is to greet each other with a hug." Mason watched as the newest resident's face turned red. "It's alright, Danny. Like Chad says, there's a lot to learn when you move in here." Danny lowered his hand. "I promise, I'll get it together." He held out his arms. "Hug?" Mason hugged the man quickly and stepped back. He didn't want to cause Danny any more embarrassment. Chad said, "Mason, Judge Compton is coming here at four o'clock. He, Danny, Brad and I are going to speak with Keith. I think, given the relationship you've developed with Keith, that it would be a good idea for you to come as well. I think Keith would appreciate having you in the room." "I'm glad that you and Keith have become friends," Danny said. "The guy's been through hell, and he's going to need a friend like you to help him through this." Mason stepped inside the clinic and discovered Chad, Brad, Tony and Danny Jordan standing around the exam table. He recognized Judge Compton at once. The judge was standing next to Danny Jordan. "Sorry I'm late," he greeted the group. "You're not. You're right on time," Chad said stepping toward him. "I'm sure you remember Marshall Compton." Mason suddenly remembered the last time he had appeared in the judge's court, and the memory left him feeling embarrassed. He had been a complete asshole in front of Judge Compton. He hesitated a few seconds and then extended out his hand. "Hello, Judge Compton." Marshall Compton smiled and held out both his arms. "I thought the standard greeting here was a hug." Mason paused and took a deep breath. He let it out slowly and stood before the man. He felt the man's arms circle around his back. "Mason," the judge whispered, "I'm really proud of you. Chad tells me you've worked hard putting your life back together. He's also told me about the friendship that has developed between you and Keith." The judge was the only one in the room wearing clothes, and Mason was surprised how uncomfortable the garments made him feel. He realized how comfortable he had become with the way of life in the Community, and the thought made him really happy. Marshall Compton grinned. "Hugs and clothes really don't go well together, do they? I know I usually shuck the damned things when I visit, but since Keith doesn't really know me, I thought I'd remain covered." Chad told Mason to go into Keith's room. "Tony and I'll be in shortly. I want to check Keith's wounds. I think it's time he returned to the dorm. When I'm through, I'll call the rest of you inside." Mason walked into Keith's room. "Hey, you," he greeted his friend. Keith was sitting up in bed. The hospital bed was raised high and supported the student's back. A bed sheet covered the boy's lower stomach. He grinned at Mason and said, "I was wondering if you were coming by today." Mason shrugged his shoulders. "You know how the Founder loves holding meetings. The way he likes to talk, I think he should have been a preacher." "Rob's the preacher," Keith reminded. Chad entered the room, followed by Tony, and greeted, "Hey, Keith. Looking good. Tony must be taking good care of you." "He's a pretty good nurse," Keith told the Founder. Chad walked to the side of the bed and smiled. "I can tell. You're looking great." The Founder reached for the sheet. "Keith, may I see how you're healing?" When the student didn't offer any objection, Chad pulled the sheet down Keith's chest. He pressed around the boy's stomach. "Any soreness?" Keith shook his head. "No." "Good. Let's see your hands." Keith raised both hands so that Chad could inspect them. "Awesome. The bruises have practically disappeared." Chad covered the student's stomach with the sheet and walked to the foot of the bed. He pushed the sheet up so that he could inspect Keith's ankles. Just a small hint of discolor was left. "Okay, Keith, you know the drill. I have to raise the sheet up. Are you okay with that?" Mason smiled at his friend and gave a nod with his head. "Okay," Keith said. Chad pushed the sheet up to the student's chest. Everything looked good there. Keith's cock was lying to one side, surrounded by thick curly black pubes. The Founder could see that it was thickening up, and he didn't want to cause Keith any more embarrassment than he had to. "Everything looks good there." Chad reached for a pair of latex gloves and pulled them on. "Let's see how the healing is down here, Keith." Tony pushed the student's legs up so that Chad could check where the most damage had been done. Chad liked what he saw. Keith was healing nicely. He pressed two of his gloved fingers all the way around the student's hole. Matt had fucked Keith roughly, and each time the guy had slammed his cock inside the boy's ass, damage had been done. He felt Keith shiver, and he quickly removed his fingers. "Any soreness where I just pressed?" When Chad looked up, he saw that Keith's cock was moving through the boy's thick mass of curly pubes. He pulled the sheet back down until Keith's entire body was covered. He smiled and said, "Everything seems to be working as it should. Keith, I think it's about time you moved back into the dorm." A look of panic appeared on the student's face. "Oh. I don't think I'm ready to do that just yet. Besides, I think John is enjoying having a room to himself." "Keith, you are ready to move back into the dorm," Tony assured him. Chad moved to the side of the bed. "Speaking of John, I have news on that subject." He looked at Mason and grinned. "David and this guy here are now roommates. John and Charlie share a room. You will be moving back into your old room." "That means I'll be getting a new roommate?" Everyone in the room could hear the fear in the words Keith spoke. Chad shook his head. "No, you will not. Tony and I have talked, and we both feel that you need time to heal, physically and mentally. Right now, I think it best that you have some privacy. I don't have any intention of taking on another student at this time, but if, and I stress if, a new student should need to be here, I can promise, you won't be getting a roommate." Mason gave his friend a playful punch on the shoulder. "You'll think you're staying in a room at the Holiday Inn. Lucky you." "How about it?" Chad asked. "Will you move back into the dorm?" "I'll just be around the corner," Mason reminded. "Bren and Tom will be at one end of the hall, and Evan and Chance at the other end. We'll all make sure that you are safe." Keith was quiet for several minutes. Then he said, "Alright, I'll move back. I've bothered Tony long enough." Tony stepped to the other side of the bed and frowned. "You have not been a bother in any way, Keith. If you say anything like that again, I'll kick your ass up and down the street." "But I'm injured," Keith pretended to whine. "Not for long," Tony reminded. "And you can trust me, once I know you're completely well, your ass will be kicked from one end of the Community to the other." A smile appeared on the student's face. "I think you mean that." Tony grinned. "Damn right I mean it." Chad took control of the conversation. "Keith, there are some men I want to bring in and have a talk with you. You have nothing to be afraid of," Chad hastened to say when he saw fear forming on the student's face. "You guys can come in," Chad called through the opened door. Brad and Judge Compton stepped into the room, followed by Danny Jordan. "You know Brad," Chad said to Keith. He smiled at the boy. "Let me try and explain it this way. You've been through hell, and everyone in this room knows that. So, here is how we're going to handle this hellish situation. Brad of course, is a lawyer. You know that. You also know Brad, and I know that you know he wants to help you. His job in this situation, is to keep everything legal, and to see that you are treated right. This man here is Judge Compton. I know you've met him before. You've seen him visiting the Community several times. His job will be to see that Matt gets what he deserves. Everyone in this room wants the son of a bitch to pay for what he did to you. This last guy," the Founder said pulling Danny toward the bed, "is Danny Jordan. You know he's a policeman, and you also know he and another man, a detective, are responsible for catching Matt. What you don't know is that Danny is moving to the Community. I'm saying all of this, Keith, to let you know that these men are going to deal with Matt. They will make sure he pays for what he did to you. As a team, their job will be how Matt pays for his crime." "But how?" Mason asked. Keith suddenly sat up in bed and asked, "Will he find me? What if he gets inside the dorm?" Judge Compton walked up to the bed and said, "You don't have to worry about that, son. This guy is under lock and key and very heavily guarded. You can trust me, the bastard will never see daylight again." "How can you be so sure?" Mason asked. Danny spoke for the first time. "Keith, you have our word. Judge Compton, Brad and I will do anything we have to in order for you to remain safe. You will never see the sick son of a bitch ever again." Judge Compton said, "Obviously this situation cannot be handled through the regular court, but I can assure you, I will be the judge to oversee the case, and it will be handled to the satisfaction of everyone, especially you, Keith. Suffice it to say, I can't discuss the `how' with you, but it will be taken care of." "Keith," Danny said, "my main job here in the Community is to make sure that you, that everyone, stays safe. What I would like to ask you is this: Do you trust me? Do you believe that I can keep you safe?" When Keith didn't respond, Mason leaned over and planted a kiss on his friend's forehead. He smiled and shook his head. Keith looked directly at Danny Jordan and asked, "Can you promise me you'll take care of the fucker?" Danny's face turned red, but he grinned and said, "You have my word, we'll take care of the fucker." Chad smiled. "Danny, the longer you're around us, you will learn that everyone, staff and students alike, are encouraged to speak their mind. As long as they show respect," the Founder added. Danny laughed. "I understand, and I also can appreciate that." When Mason was left alone in the room with Keith, he said, "Get some rest. Tomorrow's Sunday, and you know what that means." Keith laughed. "Yeah, Rob preaches." "That's right, he does. You get a good night's sleep, and I'll come get you after Rob's meeting. We can go to lunch, and then I'll help you get settled back in your dorm room." Keith smiled. "You're a damned good friend. What about David?" The question surprised Mason. "What about him?" "Will he mind us being friends?" "Keith, David is one of the sweetest guys living here. Yeah, I know, I treated him like shit when I first arrived, but that's all been worked out." "I should hope so since the two of you are now roommates." "Tell you what, Keith. I'll bring David with me when we pick you up for lunch. David is a good guy. He definitely brings the good out in me." "I guess I have David to thank for your friendship." Mason pinched Keith's nose playfully and said, "Don't be a shithead. I promise, you'll really like David when you get to know him." Keith covered Mason's hand with his and said, "Whatever the reason is, I am grateful for your friendship." "That works two ways, my friend." Tony came back into the room. "What's going on here?" "I've made a date with Keith to pick him up for lunch tomorrow. Then afterward, David and I are going to help him get settled in his dorm room." Tony smiled. "I'm glad, Keith. Now, don't start with that `bother' shit again, or I might not wait to kick your ass down the street. Honestly, I'm glad I was able to be here for you." "But you still want to kick me out," Keith reminded. "That's true, I must confess it." "He wants you out of this bed," Mason laughed, "so he can bring someone back here to fuck." Tony pretended to be embarrassed. "Damn, you know my secret." After a little more teasing, Mason left the clinic and walked back to the dorm. He knew that David would be in the room waiting for him and wanting to know what the Founder had wanted. When he entered the room he shared with David, he discovered his roommate lying on the bed. His legs were comfortably spread, and David was slowly running his fingers through the brown mat of hair that covered his chest and stomach. Mason grinned. "I thought you had homework." "It's finished." David's fingers continued moving, making a trail through his mass of pubes." Mason fell to the bed and pulled David to him. "Let's fuck." "What about the American History assignment? It's due Monday," David reminded. He pretended disappointment and pulled away from Mason. "I was really looking forward to a good ass pounding, but you have to get that assignment done." "This is Saturday," Mason pointed out. "The assignment's due Monday. I know I'm good at fucking, but even I can't last that long without cumming." He placed a hand on his roommate's furry chest and slowly moved it down David's body. He watched the brown wavy curls attack his fingers as he continued downward. "God, you're hot, Dave. Oh, by the way, the Founder asked me if we liked our new bed." David smiled. "What did you tell him?" "What do you think I said?" Mason began kissing David, beginning on each cheek, then chin, neck, back to chin, both cheeks, and finally placing his lips on David's set mouth. He pushed his tongue inside and tasted his roommate's sweetness. The connection they shared left both cocks aching and wanting relief. David couldn't resist saying, "So, you didn't think I was hot before we got the new bed?" "What did you say?" David laughed. "Just seeing if you were paying attention." Mason took one of his roommate's hands and moved it down to his cock. "Feel how hard my dick is. Well, you and I both know that when we had twin beds you made me just as hard. I thought you were fucking hot then. The damn bed just increases my desire. Why? Because I've got more room, and I can fuck you in so many different ways." David moved his hand up and placed a finger next to Mason's lips. "Then fuck my ass and make that ache go away." The look in David's eyes melted Mason's heart, and a sudden thought crossed his mind. Was he falling in love? "Shit," he thought, "where the fuck did that come from?" David moved quickly and pushed Mason on his back. He crawled between his roommate's legs and grinned. "Let me get this hairy thing ready to fuck me." He looked at Mason's hard cock. It stood proudly, surrounded by a thick bushy forest of black curly pubes. The sight made his mouth water. He felt saliva forming and took Mason's cockhead between his lips. Pre cum was already forming at the tip, and David eagerly sucked it down his throat. "Ah, sweet nectar," he thought. With one hand at the hairy base of his roommate's dick, and the other lightly gripping Mason's furry nuts, David slowly moved his mouth down until he felt wiry pubes tickling his nose. He paused, took a deep breath and slowly brought his lips back up Mason's cockhead. When his lips felt the ridge of Mason's head, David stopped moving. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the hot flesh and discovered a stream of pre cum sliding down the underneath side of his roommate's leaking dick. As before, David sucked the slippery substance off and moaned as he swallowed it. Mason groaned and pushed his dick forward until his pubes were grinding hard against David's chin. He rotated his crotch a few times and whispered, "I'm so fucking ready, Dave. I need your ass." Mason was suddenly sitting up, and he told David to get on his hands and knees. When his roommate was in position, Mason used his knees to move behind David. The sight of the brown hair growing along his roommate's back forced a drop of pre cum to leak from his dick, quickly followed by a second drop. Mason leaned over and let his furry chest rub against David's back. He began planting kisses all along the boy's back, and the action caused Mason's dick to push underneath David's hairy balls. David was surprised. "You're going to ball fuck me?" Mason planted a few more kisses before he replied, "Shut up and enjoy the moment, Dave." When Mason's lips came to David's furry ass cheeks, he covered each one with wet kisses. Then he pulled each saliva covered cheek apart and looked at the thick brown snake of hair that traveled from one end of David's crack to the other. He pressed his nose into the crack and breathed in the boy's scent. He moaned and pushed his tongue through the rope of hair. David moaned and pushed back, forcing Mason's tongue to slide forward. The movement sent a string of pre cum out of his dick. He balanced on one hand and caught the sticky string with the other. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. He suddenly felt the wet tip of Mason's tongue travel across his hairy entrance, and he put the hand back down on the bed to help balance his body. Mason focused on the brown circle of hair that surrounded David's hole. He used his tongue to get the entire area wet, not stopping until he had each ass curl matted against David's hairy entrance. He spent several minutes rotating between kissing and tonguing the furry cave. He was so ready to push his dick inside that hairy man cave. There was a bottle of lube on the bed next to the table, and he reached for it. He filled the palm of his hand with the gel and slowly began working a slippery digit between his roommate's slippery ass walls. David groaned when he felt the digit enter him. The muscles in his ass automatically clamped down on Mason's finger. "You'd better relax those damned muscles if you want to feel my dick inside you," Mason warned. Mason felt David's body relax, and he quickly added a second gel coated digit. He continued massaging and adding more fingers, and when he thought his roommate was ready, he removed them and reached for the condom package. He unrolled the rubber along his cock, and when he had it safely secured in his pubes, he covered his dick heavily and gave the bottle a toss. "I'm going to start this way," he told David and placed his cockhead next to the boy's slippery entrance. David pushed back, forcing Mason's head to push between the circle of hair around his love entrance. "Shit," Mason moaned. He pushed in slowly and enjoyed the suction David's ass walls were giving his dick. The sight of his cock disappearing through that hair ring excited Mason. He watched as his pubes pressed against David's hot flesh, and that created even more excitement for him. He felt his cock stretch even more when the head felt David's love button. "God, Dave, I love being in your ass." He pushed in as far as he could and then wrapped his arms around David's body. With his hands on his roommate's hairy chest, Mason began a slow rhythm of fucking. He went in slow. He pulled back even slower. In slow. Out slow. "I am so fucking lucky," he thought as he slid back and forth between David's slippery ass walls. The trips back and forth, in and out of David's ass was playing havoc with Mason's dick, and before long, he felt the familiar tingle in his balls. He stopped moving his dick, leaned down and kissed David's back. Then giving the guy a gentle hug with his arms, he pulled them away and slowly withdrew his aching dick. "What the fuck?" David's ass suddenly felt empty, and his brain was confused. "What the fuck?" he asked again. "Fuck is right. Roll over on your back. I want to look into your eyes when I cum, Dave." In a matter of seconds, David was on his back with his legs spread. Mason was between those legs with the tip of his dick kissing his roommate's hole. When he had his dick pressed once more against David's prostate, he kissed him tenderly on the lips. "I love fucking you, Dave." Mason began moving his cock back and forth between the walls of David's ass. Each time he tapped the boy's love nut, another thick drop of pre cum formed a string and stretched down to David's wiry thick pubes. Mason was suddenly filled with the need to slam hard into David's ass. As he fucked harder, he watched David play with his dick, tease it, spit in his hand and rub it on his cock, using the saliva for lube. As he fucked David, he watched him play with his balls and stroke his dick. It was so fucking hot, and Mason knew he wasn't going to last much longer. David licked his lips and stroked his cock faster. His other hand left his balls and went up to his nipples. Mason could see how hard the two nips were. He watched David pinch and rub them between his forefinger and thumb. He felt his rubber-covered dick shake inside David's ass and cried out, "Goddamn, I'm cumming!" David felt the cock in his ass explode and fire its first jet of cum into the rubber. He felt several more jerks as each rope shot out of Mason's dick. The movement pushed David over the edge. He felt his toes curl and watched the first spurt of cum fire from his dick, quickly followed by several more strong shots. By the time his balls had emptied themselves of their load, a river of thick white cream trailed down his furry chest and belly. His breathing came fast, and he felt like his body was glued to the bed. Mason, still buried in David's ass, smiled and gave him a kiss. "Are you still with me? You're not trying to cross over, are you?" "Cross over? What does that even mean?" Mason kissed his roommate again and grinned. "You know, that place Rob talks about now and then." David suddenly realized what Mason was referring to. "Oh, that. No, it wasn't that. My god, when did you learn to fuck like that?" Mason's dick was still hard, and he slammed it against David's prostate again. "What are you talking about? I thought you enjoyed all of my fucks. You're going to give me a complex of some kind." David groaned when he felt Mason's dick touching his love nut again, and he returned the favor by clamping his ass muscles around his roommate's cock. "Oh, shit!" Mason cried out. "I don't know what sort of `complex' you're talking about, but if I tell you something, will you promise not to let it go to your head?" Mason tapped the side of his head. "This head? Or this head?" He rubbed his dick head back and forth across David's prostate a few times. "Both," David laughed. Mason's cock was going soft, but he managed to wiggle it a couple of times before it slipped out of David's wet asshole. "Okay, I promise." David sighed. "I hate the empty feeling I get when you slide out of me." Mason lay down on David's sticky cum-filled fur and grinned. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be happy to fill you back up." "Don't forget that history assignment." "Fuck the goddamned history shit." He rubbed his chest in David's sticky fur and grinned. "I'd much rather live in the present. Fuck history." David smiled and planted a light kiss on his roommate's lips. "I love being with you." "I love being with you, in you, on you – hell, I even love you." Mason was suddenly embarrassed, as well as surprised, to hear those words come out of his mouth. He couldn't believe he had just told David that he loved him. Aloud he said, "I thought you had something to tell me. You know, something that might or not make both my heads get big?" "Oh, that." David shrugged. "It's your fucking." "My fucking? Shit, am I not doing it right?" David gave him another kiss. "You idiot. After the look you just saw on my face when we came, how the hell can you even think that?" "Then tell me, damn it." David grinned. "My name's not `damn it', but on the topic, when did you decide to call me `Dave'? All the time I've known you, I've never heard you call me that." Mason rolled off David and lay with his back on the bed. "Did that upset you?" David shook his head. "Not in the least. It just sort of took me by surprise." Mason was worried. Had he fucked up? David placed a hand on his roommate's cheek. "If you want to call me Dave, it's perfectly alright with me. Honest," he added when the worried look didn't leave Mason's face. "In the moment, it sounded good to me. Kind of special," Mason explained. "Then if you're in that `special' mode again and want to call me `Dave', please do." David smiled. "It's kind of nice because if being with me makes you feel special, then I feel special." Mason laughed. "Well, aren't we two really special people?" "Now, about the way you fuck." "Damn, are we back on that topic?" David pressed a finger hard into Mason's chest. He felt the black curls wrap around his finger. "I have never been disappointed when we've fucked. What you do, what you make your cock do, I have never had a complaint. Sometimes, like this time for some reason, the feeling felt different. Not bad different. Good different. It's kind of hard for me to explain." David paused and thought about the words he wanted to say. "Fucking is always good, but this time it was exciting, hot, and yet, at the same time, I felt a feeling of tenderness toward you that I've never felt before. Does that make any sense?" Mason smiled. "Actually, it does. You've put into words what I felt each time I called you `Dave'." He pulled David close and the two shared a slow, yet very gentle kiss. Mason broke the kiss. "Ready to fuck again?" David eyed the clock beside the bed. "How about this? Let's shower and go to dinner. Then – " "We'll come back and fuck," Mason interrupted. "We'll come back and you can work on your history assignment." "You and that damned assignment." Mason pretended to frown. David slid off the bed. "Have you worked on it at all?" Mason got off the bed and pulled David to him. "Not really." "Not really?" Mason hugged his roommate tighter. "Not at all." David headed for the bathroom. "I'll make a deal with you. After dinner, we'll come back here, and if you at least complete half of it, well, I'll think about letting you put your dick back inside me." "You'll think about it?" David grinned. "I'll think about how many different ways I'll let you fuck me." "That sounds like a deal to me." Mason gave David's ass a playful slap and followed him into the bathroom. "Have you seen Keith today?" "About that," Mason said turning on the shower, "we have plans tomorrow after Rob's meeting. I'll explain while we shower." Bren and Tom stepped up on the Founder's porch Sunday evening, and Tom rang the bell. Because the weather had been giving hints of cold weather coming, both men were wearing robes. Chad had called the evening before and invited them to have dinner with him and Brad. Before the call had ended, Chad had admitted that Danny Jordan would be a guest as well. "I thought it would be a great way for the two of you to get to know Danny." Standing out on the porch, Bren heard footsteps coming toward the door. "I guess it's `Meet Danny Jordan' time. I'm a little curious how this will turn out." Tom shrugged his shoulders and grinned. "Guess we'll soon find out," he said as the Founder opened the door. "Welcome, guys. I'm so happy that you could come. Come inside." Chad stepped back and closed the door behind his guests. Bren and Tom had been to the Founder's home many times, and they knew the drill. They shucked out of their robes and hung them on wall hooks located on one of the living room walls. When Bren turned around, he discovered Chad standing right behind him. He reached out and pulled the Founder to him. "Hey, Chad. Thanks for the dinner invite." He sniffed the air. "Smells delicious." Bren hugged Brad next. "Hey, you." He pulled the lawyer close and whispered, "Tom and I have been missing you." Brad kissed Bren lightly on the lips and smiled. "Yeah, we need to correct that." When Bren turned from Brad, he discovered Danny Jordan standing across the room. He smiled at the police officer and slowly walked over to him. "Hello, Danny. Welcome to the Community. Things have been a little hectic here. I apologize for not meeting you sooner." Bren wasn't sure whether to hug the man or shake his hand. Danny Jordan made the decision for them both. He smiled and reached out his hands. "I know about the greeting rule." Bren felt a little awkward as he gave the newest Community resident a hug. It was a short embrace, and neither man lingered. It was over almost before it started. As usual, it was Tom who broke the ice. He walked up to Danny and grinned. "A robe? Really?" Chad walked over and joined the two men. He placed a hand on Danny's shoulder and smiled. "I know we all want to make Danny feel comfortable. He understands all of our rules, including the one regarding clothes, and he understands. He knows that for now he may wear the robe. Let's be patient, shall we?" Tom smiled. "Of course. I'm a very patient man, Danny, but I'm hoping to get a hug from you." "Of course you may, Tom. It is Tom, right?" "It is," Tom replied and pulled the police officer to him. Bren couldn't help but notice that Danny's hug lasted a bit longer with Tom than with him. "That's good," he thought. When the greetings were completed, Chad pointed to the kitchen counter where three trays of food were sitting. "Food's there. We'll fill our plates and eat over there," he said looking at a table that had been sat up at one end of the room. Over their food, conversation was tossed around the table, mainly by everyone except Danny Jordan. Chad had already told the man about the Community and what its purpose was, but this evening he enlightened Danny even more. He explained about his problems growing up and how teammates would always tease and torment him in school dressing rooms. He told of meeting Tim Wilson in medical school, explained about their friendship and how it evolved, and how together, the two came up with a plan to establish the Community, and what kind of place they wanted it to be. Their experiences in middle and high school had not been good. They wanted to establish a safe world for students, as well as men, who'd had the same experiences as the two doctors had while growing up. Brad's description of his life was fairly short. His parents were dead. He had an older brother James, who was married and had five children. Brad concluded by saying, "My brother says he doesn't have a problem with me being gay. However, we're not close and have very little communication with each other. We were close growing up, so I have to believe that James isn't being truthful with me." Danny spoke up for the first time. "You really were close?" Brad said they had been. "James is three years older than me, but in spite of the age difference, we had a great relationship while growing up." Bren gave a short version of his life next. He explained the humiliation he had felt growing up because of his hairy body. His school years had been miserable, and he explained how happy he was when he no longer had to go out for any type of sport. He mentioned his brother, Chance and smiled. "When I came out to my parents, they were – well, they were my parents, and they loved me. They assured me that all they had ever wanted for me was to be happy. Two days later they were both killed in an automobile accident. My brother, Chance, was living and working in a nearby town. He moved back home to look after me and commuted back and forth to his job. He had been living back at home for about a month when I decided to tell him I was gay. Just like Brad and his brother, Chance and I sort of drifted apart. This past spring we reconnected, and to my complete surprise, Chance admitted to me that he was also gay. End result: Chance moved here and manages the Community cafeteria. Now, I think we're even closer than we were growing up." Danny leaned back in his chair and folded his arms across his chest. "Wow, that's amazing." He made no other comment, but he appeared to be thinking about the things Bren had said. Tom was last. He described his life in the form of an outline. 1. Father dead. Mother living. 2. Sister Elaine, married to husband, Erick, three old son, Davy 3. Mother refuses to accept Tom being gay. Believes he's making the choice to be "that way". 4. Elaine and Erick accept Tom's life style, but acceptance has only been recent. 5. He came to Community for same reason everyone else. Body hair. 6. Chad needed a teacher. Hired him. When he finished, Tom grinned. "Now, Danny, you have my life's story in a nut shell." Danny leaned forward. "Do you think your mother will ever accept you being gay?" Tom shook his head. "I really don't know. She's had plenty of time to think about it, but years later, she still refuses to see or talk to me. It makes me sad, but you see, I have Bren in my life. We love each other. I have my sister and her family. And, I also have my Community family." Tom smiled. "Would I love to have my mother back in my life? Of course I would. However, if that never happens, well, I do have family that love me." The room became silent until Chad spoke. "Danny also has a brother. His name is Carl." An angry look appeared on Danny's face. "Do not mention his name!" "Danny and his brother shared an apartment," Chad explained. "When Danny made the decision to be honest and come out to Carl, his brother kicked him out and swore that he would tell Danny's coworkers that he was – I despise this word – that Danny was a fag." Bren was sitting next to Danny. Filled with compassion, he reached out and touched the man's shoulder. "Did he do it? Did he tell the people you worked with?" Danny shook his head. "I don't believe so. If he has, no one has said anything to me." "Perhaps it was just a threat that was uttered during a moment of anger," Brad suggested. Danny muttered something quietly and then said, "Oh, he meant it alright. I don't have any doubt about that." "Would the people you work with actually turn against you if they found out?" Tom asked. Danny shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Probably." "What about the detective that assisted you with the hunt for Matt?" Chad asked. Danny's face relaxed a little. "Joe? Yeah, he knows. But that's all good because Joe is gay as well." "Chad told us that you've worked on the police force for twelve years," Bren spoke up. "I can't imagine how difficult it must have been to work in a place like that and keep your life private." "It was hell at times," Danny admitted. Everyone around the table could see that the man was becoming a little more at ease. "Just remember, Danny," Chad said getting up from the table, it's true what Tom said. Our intention is not to replace your family, but to be here for you. His remark about the Community being his family is very true. I can speak for everyone around this table, as well as all of the staff members, everyone will consider you family. On that note, how about I freshen up everyone's drink?" The rest of the evening passed pleasantly by, and when goodbyes were said and hugs shared, Bren and Tom pulled their robes on and left the Founder's cottage with Danny. The police officer's new home was next door to Chad and Brad. "Here you go," Bren said. "Enjoyed walking with you." Danny looked at the cottage and said, "Thanks." Then he shook his head. "I still can't believe I made the decision to move here." Bren smiled. "Danny, I promise you, once you're settled in and begin knowing the residents, you will wonder how you ever lived anywhere else." Bren gave the man a quick hug and stepped back. As he watched Tom give the officer a hug, he suddenly had an idea. "Danny, do you have any plans tomorrow evening?" Danny shook his head. "None that I know of." "Tom and I would like for you to come for dinner" "That's not necessary. I don't have to be entertained every night." "It is necessary," Tom declared. "Bren and I want to get to know you, and what better way to do that than over a meal." "You guys don't eat your meals in the cafeteria?" "We do," Bren answered. "Believe it or not, I enjoy cooking now and then. Tom and I both enjoy having friends over for a meal now and then." "Would seven o'clock work for you?" Tom asked. "You're sure it won't be any trouble." Bren laughed. "No trouble at all." "Can I bring anything?" Danny still appeared to have doubts. "Just yourself," Tom said. "What's your drink of choice?" Danny shrugged his shoulders. "I enjoy a cold beer now and then, but I love red wine with a meal. Do I need to bring some?" Tom took Bren's hand. "Nope. We've got it covered." The teachers told the officer good night and walked in the direction of the dorm. The weather had turned much cooler while they had been in the Founder's cottage, causing them to walk much faster on their trip back home. "We've got it covered?" Bren asked repeating Tom's words concerning the drinks for their meal the next night. "We have plenty of cold beer in the fridge." "Where are we keeping the red wine?" Tom grinned. "The supermarket is storing it for us on a shelf. I'll pick it up after school." "We'll both make a trip to the market. At the moment I don't have a clue what we're going to serve our guest tomorrow evening." As they entered the dorm, Tom laughed. "We could just serve wine and beer. Maybe then Danny would finally relax completely." Bren playfully punched Tom in the ribs. "We will not." As they walked into their apartment, Bren said, "I think I have it. We'll broil steaks and serve with a baked potato. And a salad," he added. Tom shrugged out of his robe and hung it on one of the wall hooks beside the door. "One potato you say? For three men?" Bren hung his robe on a hook as well. "I'll buy one huge one, and we can each eat a third," he teased. "What about dessert?" Bren shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't thought that far ahead yet." He walked in the bedroom and called over his shoulder, "Are you ready to come to bed and enjoy your dessert?" "Does the damned bear shit in the woods?" Tom hurried after his lover.