Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2008 02:25:19 -0800 (PST) From: Greg Subject: I've Got the Best Family chapter 14 I've Got the Best Family By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com) Proofreader and Story Consultant: Steve The author copyrights this story, with permission for posting on the Nifty Archive. It may not be copied to another website without prior permission from the author. This fictional story involves gay sex between family members and their friends, and it is written solely for the reading enjoyment of people who aren't offended by material of this type! If you are underage, or this type of material is illegal where you live, please leave now. *** Well, it's 2008! I hope each of you had a very happy holiday season. Mine was sure busy. But now it's back to the everyday grind... I want to take a moment, to thank each of you who has read my stories in 2007. The adventures of 'my guys' have brought me into contact with so many people, some from parts of the world I'll never be able to visit. And I've been fortunate enough to make several e-friends. One of my goals in 2008 is to continue writing this saga in a way that will keep it interesting for all of you. If you've never written to me, why don't you send me an email after you read this chapter? (fotogme11@yahoo.com) I'd really like to hear from you! And if you have any suggestions to make the story better or more interesting, I'd sure like to know about them. Maybe you've been thinking about joining the group for my stories. If so, you can take care of that here: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/join I'm amazed at how the group keeps growing! I hope each of you enjoys this chapter! *** Chapter Fourteen: (Tyler continues to tell the story) Dad and I spent so much time enjoying ourselves that morning, that we almost didn't make it to the airport in time to meet the guys from Missouri. And everything, from parking to finding the baggage claim area, took longer than we were expecting. Neither of us had ever been in the huge Denver facility before ... in fact, I'd never even flown! Flight 297 had already landed, according to the 'Arrivals' board at the baggage claim area; and anxiously, I scanned the faces of the arriving passengers, as the minutes ticked away. "Do you think we're at the wrong place?" I finally asked, pacing back and forth. "Their flight landed twenty minutes ago." "Well, the sign said that luggage from Frontier flights would be on this carousel," Dad replied calmly. "Don't worry, Tyler ... they'll be here." And he smiled reassuringly. I was jittery, and I couldn't help myself; I missed Chris SO MUCH! Then I spotted them in the crowd; Chris, Kaiden and Tim were dressed in cargos and t-shirts, like they usually always wore, and carrying daypacks. And I guess the three of them must have seen us too. Because as I was watching, one-by-one their faces broke out in big smiles; and we hurried to meet each other. "Chris!" I exclaimed, as I threw my arms around him in a big hug. "Tyler ... it's great to see you again!" Chris replied, returning the embrace. "And Kaiden ... Tim ... good to see you, too!" I proclaimed, giving each of them a smaller hug, while Dad told everyone how glad he was to see them, again. "Did you have a good flight?" Dad asked, first shaking Tim's hand, and then my new brothers'. "Well ... we got here," Tim answered with a smile. "We all had middle seats, but I'm not complaining." "I could; but I won't," Kaiden offered, as we began to watch for their luggage. He laughed, while gesturing with his hands. "I was squeezed between a big man on the window side, and a fat woman by the aisle." We all had a good laugh, as Tim added, "Better you than me, son." And he tousled Kaiden's hair. Kaiden beamed at his dad, and then he said, "That looks like one of mine, coming out now." "Whoa, Kaiden," I noted. "What happened to your braces?" "I got them off, yesterday ..." he replied with a big smile. "Finally!" "Your teeth look awesome," I complimented ... and I meant it! As Kaiden smiled again, Tim grabbed the large, dark green suitcase, and drug it over the lip of the carousel. And for the next five or ten minutes, we collected the rest of their bags. "We brought most of our summer clothes with us," Chris advised. "And we shipped the rest of our clothes, along with all of our stuff that we wanted out here, before we left." "Yeah ... Dad had us busy packing, from right after we bought the airline tickets. Except when I was at the orthodontist," Kaiden said, shaking his head. "But it sure feels great to be out here again. I know it was only a week; but it seemed like forever!" Dad and Tim got a couple of those small baggage carts, and we rolled them to the Suburban in the parking garage. It took a little doing, but we were able to fit everything inside; and a few minutes later, the adults took the front seat, while Chris, Kaiden and I pulled off our shirts. Then I sat in the middle of the back seat, with Chris on my right and Kaiden on my left. The adults talked about the photo studio, but we had more pressing issues on our minds! Without any hesitation, I pulled my lover's face towards mine; and Chris and I began to french kiss, like we hadn't seen each other in months. While our tongues dueled frantically, Kaiden began to stroke his hands over my chest and side. And I dropped a hand to each of their crotches, massaging my two brothers' hard poles through their shorts. "Yeah, Tyler!" Kaiden exclaimed, just before he joined our kiss. Glancing up, I noticed Dad's eyes in the rearview mirror, and the smile on his lips. "Tim, it looks like our boys are making up for lost time." "I'm glad they waited until we got in the car," Tim stated, shaking his head. "I half expected them to go at each other in the terminal!" The men laughed as they continued their conversation. Dad might have kept watching in the mirror; but I was too caught up in showing my love for Chris and Kaiden to pay any attention. Kaiden knelt on the seat, facing me; and he licked across my face, until his mouth began to nibble at my earlobe. As he was doing that, my tongue continued to do battle with Chris'. Mine would win for a while, as it thrust into Chris' mouth. But actually, I think I was always a winner, because I loved the feel of my boyfriend's tongue in my mouth, too! "Tyler, why don't you just lean back," Chris said with a sexy smile. "And let both of us make you feel good." I ask you; how could I deny a request like that? Not that I wanted to, anyway! "If both of you guys let me do the same to you," I answered. Their smiles were all the answer I needed; and I slumped against the seat, as I stretched my arms along the back towards the windows. Chris got up on the cushion, like his brother. And soon both of them were rubbing their hands over my torso. It felt SO awesome! While Chris was caressing me with a light touch, Kaiden groped and fondled my muscles more roughly. It was like Kaiden was feeling out every contour of my chest and abdomen. Slowly, I wrapped my arms around both brothers, playing with the small of their backs, as they continued their onslaught. "Let's get these shorts off him," Chris suggested, as he fumbled with the button at my waist; and gingerly unzipping my fly, he freed my throbbing manhood. As Chris slipped my shorts down my legs, both guys slid off of the seat. "Yum, you look good enough to eat!" Chris declared with a big smile. "Yeah," Kaiden added with a grin of his own, showing off his newly freed teeth. And right away, he began to feast on my member. "Mmmm, that's nice!" I exclaimed, completely relaxing my body. Both of my brothers began to lick on my pulsating manhood at the same time. While Chris slurped up one side, Kaiden would be licking down the other. Then, cupping my balls in his hand, Kaiden vacuumed one of the low-hanging orbs into his eager mouth. As he began to pull on it, I went wild at the sensations, groaning and pounding my fists on the seat. And when Chris sucked my pulsing cock into his hot mouth, I knew I wouldn't last for long. "OH, FUCK!" I cried out, sucking in my stomach. Kaiden was running his fingers through my pubes, as I began to shoot into Chris' mouth. And the two brothers kissed each other, before climbing on the seat and sharing part of my load with me. I don't think my cum ever tasted sweeter, than when I sampled it from both Chris' and Kaiden's mouths! After my orgasm had run it's course, Chris and I brought Kaiden to a pounding climax; and Kaiden and I did the same for Chris. What an awesome way for the three of us to greet each other! Satisfied, we pulled on our shorts and t-shirts. After buckling up, we filled each other in on all that had happened in our lives during the past week. I wanted to hear about their friends, from back in Missouri; and both Chris and Kaiden were surprised to find out that several boys our age lived on the ranch, or nearby. Of course, they were really pleased that Ryan and I had introduced them to the joys of boy-to-boy sex. "So, it sounds like you've been busy," Chris stated with a big laugh. "Should I feel threatened?" "What do you think?" I asked, as I slid my arm behind Chris' head, and over his shoulder. "I think the answer is no," Kaiden stated emphatically. "That's right, Kaiden," I laughed, tucking my other arm behind his head, and hugging the two guys to me. "Chris, you've got me, for better or worse ..." "Do you guys want your dads to photograph your wedding?" a grinning Tim asked, as he turned around in his seat. "Well ..." I said while staring into Chris' sparkling, brown eyes. "Maybe someday..." "But not for a while, yet," Chris added with a laugh. The rest of the drive to the ranch was filled with joking and lots of laughter. Everybody was so glad that we were back together, again; everything was SO RIGHT that day. We all agreed, that living on the ranch was going to be great ... beyond our wildest dreams! Over the years, I've heard my share of bad-mouthing about guys who love other guys. But usually, I've only felt sad for the person who was saying it. Honestly, I don't see how anyone who knew us, could find fault with our family. Especially, if they had ever seen us like we were with each other that day. At around ten o'clock, or maybe a little before, Dad turned the SUV onto the ranch road; and five or ten minutes later, he stopped the truck next to the house. The ranch compound was a beehive of activity, with several cars scattered around. A steady parade of shirtless guys streamed from the new studio site, loading armloads of stuff to be donated to charity in the bed of the old ranch truck. While another line of half-naked guys was emptying wheelbarrows full of trash in the overfilled dumpsters. Everybody grabbed a couple of suitcases, lugging them upstairs. "Chris, what do you think of our room?" I asked, with a touch of pride in my voice. "Awesome!" he replied, as he looked around the bedroom. "I like all the posters ... but I LOVE the guy who put them up" Chris threw his arms around me, as we hugged tightly. How I'd missed holding his hard body, and I boned-up right away! Suddenly, I needed to feel his skin; and grabbing the hem of his t-shirt, I pulled it over Chris' head, in one smooth motion. And as my fingers began to lightly trace along the central valley between his breasts, down his hairless chest to his navel, my cock began to throb. "Oh fuck, Chris," I began, "I love you so much!" "Not half as much as I love you, I bet," Chris replied with a smile. Holding each other, without the benefit of music, we began a slow, grinding dance around the good-sized room, ending at the bed. And taking charge, I oh-so-gently laid Chris upon the mattress, as our lips met for the first time in OUR new room. In the car, we'd been in a rush; but I wanted to make it last, this time. We were alone together, finally! "Hey ... it looks like you're starting to get a happy trail!" I noted with a smile. I guess I'd missed it in the back seat of the SUV. "Yeah," Chris replied. "Maybe it'll look as hot as yours, one day ..." Nodding, I climbed onto the bed; and hovering over my lover, we began to kiss in earnest. As the fingers of my left hand tangled in Chris' shaggy, brown hair, my right explored his manly chest, feeling the definition of his hard muscles. My fingers brushed over the erect nipple of his left breast, and began to gently pinch and twist it. "Mmmm," Chris moaned between kisses. "So you like that?" I asked softly, although I already knew the answer. Chris was too caught up in the moment to reply. Slowly, I began to lick and lavish kisses over my boyfriend's handsome face, then over his prominent Adam's apple. After spending a few moments on his neck, leaving a mark to remember me by, I moved to Chris' hard chest, licking across his pecs. Urgently, Chris snaked his hands under the hem of my shirt; and his searching fingers lovingly groped over my taut stomach. We kissed ... and we kissed ... and we kissed! Some of the kisses were tender and loving, while others were hard and almost ferocious; but in each one of them, we declared our love for each other. At some point, Chris pulled off my shirt, and later, we took off our shorts. We ground our crotches together for a blissful eternity, and the sensations were almost too much for me. And when Chris took both of our dicks in his fist, jacking hard, I must have nutted a gallon of my love juice all over the two of us. Then Chris slowly made love to me, until he filled my insides with his teen-boy seed; and after a final, long kiss, we cleaned up the mess and reluctantly slipped on our clothes. "I guess we'd better head outside to help the others," Chris stated, while tying his running shoes. "Yep ... but first, let me show you our other room," I stated. "I thought we could set it up with desks and our computers." We walked through the connecting bathroom. "And maybe add a couple more chairs ... if we want to have friends over and listen to music, or something." "That sounds great," Chris said, smiling broadly. "I really like what you did in here, Tyler!" "Thanks!" I responded. "I tried my best." "And I'm sending some stuff we can put on the walls," Chris advised, "to make the room seem like it's really ours." Suddenly, the dinner bell began to sound. "Twelve o'clock, already?" Chris asked. "I didn't know we were up here so long!" We spent a couple more minutes talking about our rooms, and then we headed downstairs for lunch. An extra table and chairs had been set up to make room for the college students who were working on the studio. And Chris and I fell-in ... near the end of the line ... making sandwiches, and heaping our plates at the buffet. "Where have you guys been?" Kaiden asked, as we took a couple of empty seats across from him, at the end of a table. Then he noticed Chris' neck. "O-o-oh ..." And he shook his head while smiling. "You couldn't wait until tonight, huh?" "Like you would have?" Chris jabbed at his younger brother, with a laugh. "Hey ... I've been busy, working," Kaiden shot back. "Tyler and I have been busy, too," Chris replied. The ribbing and jokes flew back and forth between us, during lunch. And at one point, I noticed Cole standing next to us, with a plateful of seconds. "Cole ... how's it hanging, today?" I asked with a smirk. He sat down his plate, grabbed at the bulging crotch of his jeans, and nudged Kaiden over before sitting on the other half of the chair. "No complaints from down there, dude," he grinned, evoking a round of knowing laughter from the Matthews boys and me. "Great to see you again," Chris said with a smile. And then he paused for a moment, as he shook his head. "Wow, Cole ... you look way different!" "Thanks, Chris ... I think," Cole stated, running his fingers through his layered haircut. "How do you like the new me?" "Shaggy hair is sure easy to take care of," Kaiden observed, from experience. "You DO look different ... but I like it, that you cut your hair like mine!" "I'm SO glad you approve, Kaiden," Cole stated, with a touch of good-natured sarcasm in his voice. I guess most nineteen year-olds could have cared less WHAT a middle school kid, like Kaiden, thought about how they looked. But Cole didn't come across that way. We'd all become good friends in the short time we'd known each other. And he seemed really interested, in hearing all of our opinions. "I didn't think you'd ever cut your dreadlocks," Chris said. "I mean ... they were just ... YOU!" "Yeah, they WERE me," Cole advised. "But something fuckin' happened to me, that I SURE never expected, after the time I spent with you guys up in the mountains." "Oh?" I grinned. "Like what, Cole?" "Well, have you got a few minutes?" Cole asked. We all nodded yes. "After I left you guys, that morning, I did a lot of soul-searching as I jogged down the trail," Cole said between bites of his sandwich. "I mean ... the six of you have the kind of family I've only ever dreamed of having. I've never known dads and sons who get along like you guys." He paused for a moment, as he shoveled the food into his mouth. "Anyway, I told you how I hadn't seen ... fuck, didn't WANT to see ... my family, in my first two years of college. I figured I'd left home for good." "Uh-huh," Kaiden said, not taking his eyes off Cole. "But, I don't know. You guys messed with my head." Cole gave out with a little laugh. "THIS head!" he added, looking from face-to-face, as he combed his fingers through his dark red hair. All four of us laughed. "Fuck! ... So you had your way with BOTH of them," Cole stated, after he'd stopped laughing. "But anyway, I decided to see my old man. Maybe, we COULD patch things up. I mean ... it was worth a try." "Yeah," I agreed. "So ... what happened?" "Not what I was expecting," Cole said, shaking his head. Then he took a couple more bites. "But I decided that IF I was going home, after all these months, I'd better get rid of the fuckin' dreads. Dad, being career military, would probably take one look at them and not let me inside the house! And anyway ... I was getting tired of taking care of them." Cole told the story, as only he could. His mom had been out of the picture for a long time ... something that I'd never known. And to make a long story short, it seemed that his dad had wanted to see Cole for quite a while; but both Cole and his dad had been too proud and stubborn to make the first move. Maybe each of them thought the other one didn't want to see them. Anyway, they had a good visit with each other ... and Cole couldn't remember the last time that had happened. "We'll never have the kind of relationship you guys have," Cole declared. "But, fuck, at least we're talking to each other! I guess that's a start." "It sure is," Chris said with a smile. By the time we were through talking, most of the guys had finished eating; and the cowboys had gone back to whatever they'd been doing. "Time to get back to work," Josh stated. "We've still got quite a bit to get done today." After clearing our dirty dishes from the table, all of us headed to the barn to finish the cleanup. It was a long, hard, sweaty afternoon, but it felt good to really be accomplishing something. When they got back from football practice, Ryan and the twins, as well as Luke and Robert pitched-in. And Josh had been right; the barn was empty, when we headed inside, to shower before dinner. *** Well, guys, I think I'll end chapter fourteen right here. I hope each of you enjoyed reading it! And if you did, I'd sure like to hear from you (fotogme11@yahoo.com). Now that the holidays are over, maybe you will have a minute to email me. (Thanks for all of your holiday wishes, by the way.) I was really glad to get Cole back into the story. As many of you know, he was probably my favorite character from "I'll Suck You". Will we be seeing more of him? I guess time will tell ... I've got lots of plans for the guys. But if you have suggestions of stuff for them to do, both sexual and otherwise, I'd sure like to hear them! (fotogme11@yahoo.com) You might have an idea that would really make for an interesting chapter! One of my readers, who lives in Colorado, has given me a great suggestion for a future chapter. Anyway, thanks again for reading! Have a great week, guys ... Greg