Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2008 02:13:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Greg Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 26 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. *** Thanks for your email after chapter twenty-five. I'm only sorry that I can't please everybody with my story, but for me at least, adding the additional characters has kept the writing enjoyable. I'm already forming plans in my head for the third story in this saga. There's still a lot about their lives that I want to tell you. If you'd like to join the Yahoo! Group for my stories, you can do that here: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/join *** I hope all you guys enjoy this chapter! *** Chapter Twenty-Six (Ryan narrates.) David and Carlos got their wish Friday night; Kaiden and I each let both of them fuck us. You might think since they were identical twins, it would be like the same guy doing it twice, but it wasn't ... not at all! While the guys and their cocks were the same size, each twin's unique personality came out in how they made love. When Carlos took his turn fucking me, I was sure glad my butt was already filled with lube and David's cum! Because he really pounded me, fast and hard, while David had been more gentle and seemed like he wasn't in such a big hurry. I gotta tell you ... both ways were a lot of fun for me, but I think I enjoyed David more ... Anyway, I was surprised the next morning, when Carlos asked if Kaiden and I wanted to ride out to an old ranch site, and see how the early settlers used to live on the edge of the Front Range. Kaiden said it really sounded like lots of fun, but he had an upset stomach and didn't feel like horseback riding. He hoped I would have a good time with the twins, though. And after slipping into shorts, the three of us had a big, late breakfast, stuffed a few snacks into a knapsack and filled some canteens with water. Then Carlos tied a rolled-up blanket behind the saddle of his horse and we prepared to set off for the old ranch site. "Wait a minute, guys," I stated, lowering myself out of Flame's saddle and handing the reins to David. "I wanna get my camera." As David laughed, I ran back into the house, found the tiny digital camera and dropped it into the small pack on my back. And when I got back to the corral, we headed out. The small, deeply tanned, brown torsos of Carlos and David looked REALLY tiny, as they bobbed up and down, on the backs of the tall, Appaloosa horses they chose to ride. They were two HOT guys, no question about it. I couldn't help feeling that I was sure lucky to have them as friends! We rode for a little while, following some now almost forgotten wagon tracks ... or maybe it was just a weed-choked, rutted road ... across the prairie towards the mountains. And while it was probably only three or four miles, I was sure glad we decided to go on horseback, rather than hike there, like Chris and Tyler had done with Luke last weekend. As we turned the corner at the base of one of the foothills, suddenly, it looked like we were in a different world! Our three horses were entering the mouth of a small canyon that had been unseen only a few moments before. Pausing for a moment, David pointed to a couple of buildings on the valley floor ahead of us. "That's where we're headed," he said, looking off in the distance and then towards me. "I think you're gonna like it, Ryan." "I bet," I replied with a smile. I didn't know whether I'd like the old ranch, or not; but I knew I'd have fun with the twins, no matter where we were, or what we were doing! "Wow! This IS awesome!" I exclaimed, as we got closer to the old structures. "Wouldn't this have been a cool place to live?" Carlos asked in reply. "It sure would," I answered, dismounting my horse. A small stream flowed across the valley floor, nearby. And as we loosely tied our horses to some old, weathered wood, I looked around. There was a small two-story house that looked like it had been vacant forever; at one time, I guess it had been painted white. Close beside it, stood the remains of a much smaller one-story building that might have once been someone's home, too. Set back a ways from the two houses, a couple of walls from an old barn were still standing, but the roof had caved in many years before. I pulled out my camera and began to snap pictures of the old ranch site. "This is really cool" I exclaimed. "It sure is," David replied with a big smile; and I snapped a pic of him. There was a jumbled mass of gray, sun-bleached wood between the houses and the barn that had probably been a corral of some kind. And we picked our way among the posts and broken down rails. At one point, Carlos climbed onto one of the boards and pointed to the nearby hillside. "Look at the waterfall ... over there," he said, smiling for the camera. Sure enough, the stream that cut across the valley must have begun higher up in the Rockies. The waterfall wasn't tall, like the one we saw up in the mountains during our hike last month, but it was pretty nice, anyway. The water tumbled over the shoulder of the hill to our right, before abruptly falling several feet to the level where we stood. I asked both twins to stand together, next to a still standing part of the corral fence. And as Carlos wrapped his arm around David naked shoulder, pulling his brother close, I took several photos of both guys joking and having fun, with the falling water in the distance, behind them. "Hey ... let's check out the inside of the house," David suggested, pulling away from his brother and turning towards the old dwelling. "Okay," Carlos replied, and the three of us headed around to the front yard. A couple of pieces of rotted rope were hanging from a big tree in the front yard. Maybe there had been a swing hanging from the tree, long ago. Had kids lived in this house at one time? I wondered what it would have been like growing up here. Quite a few of the windows had been broken out of the old house, and the front door hung open on the bottom hinge. The door squealed in protest, as David pushed it open further, and cautiously we entered the building. Talk about a mess! Except for the three sets of fairly recent footprints in the thick dust on the floor ... I guess from the guys last weekend ... it looked like nobody had been inside for years! If the outside of the house looked bad ... and it did ... then the interior was awful. The faded wallpaper was hanging off the walls in shredded strips, and it smelled of rot and sun-baked age. Cobwebs were everywhere; and as we looked around, dodging them, I snapped a couple of pics of the twins in the front room. "How'd you like to live here, Ryan?" David asked with a laugh. Just then, a small, furry animal scurried out from behind one of the few pieces of ragged, broken-down furniture, and through the doorway into another room. "I don't think so," I laughed in reply. "It looks like it already belongs to someone else!" Both twins laughed in agreement; and as we went from room to room on the first floor, it seemed like one was worse than the other, if that was possible. With Carlos leading the way, we climbed the rickety stairs to the second floor. And the sickening-sweet smell of decay, that hadn't been too bad downstairs, overpowered us when we reached the landing at the top. "Damn ... there's something dead up here!" Carlos exclaimed, holding his nose and pushing through us. "I'm getting out of here!" David and I held our breath, too, following Carlos down the stairs and out the front door into the fresh air and sunshine, where we breathed deeply. Gladly leaving the old house behind, the three of us spent a long time exploring the rest of the homestead. And before long, the oppressive atmosphere of the two-story dump was forgotten, as we goofed around and had fun. I snapped shot after shot of the twins, and they really seemed to enjoy having their pictures taken. Both Carlos and David hammed it up in front of the camera, and the twins took a few snapshots of me, too, as the late morning quickly turned into mid-afternoon. "I'm getting hungry," David stated at one point. "Me too," Carlos added. "Let's get out the food!" We spread the blanket from behind Carlos' saddle beside the stream, near the corral, and broke out the trail mix and grapes we'd brought with us. There was plenty of shade around, but Carlos opened the blanket in the sunshine. I guess he wanted to work on his tan; and neither David nor I complained! Lunch REALLY hit the spot! We lounged around on the blanket, as we alternately popped handfuls of nuts and dried fruit, or grapes, into our mouths, washing them down with generous swigs of cool water from the canteens. When the meal was almost over, David laughed as he tossed a grape at Carlos' mouth. Carlos missed it; but the three of us had fun throwing grapes at each other, and trying to catch them in our open mouths! Except for the awful smell inside the house, this had been a great day. And after eating, I leaned back on my arms and closed my eyes, basking in the warmth of the afternoon sunshine. There was gentle movement behind me, and suddenly, I felt lips pressing against mine. My eyes popped open, and I leaned all of my weight on my right hand, as I stroked David's thick, curly brown hair with the other. "Mmmm ... that was nice," I cooed, when David pulled back for a moment. "For sure!" David exclaimed with a big smile, as he crawled beside me and sat next to my belly. Then he turned to his brother, with a question on his deeply tanned face. "Can I kiss you, Carlos?" he asked tentatively. "Yeah ... I think I'd like that," Carlos smiled. Without hesitating, David walked on his knees, over to where his twin was sitting cross-legged. He wrapped his arms around Carlos, and planted a big kiss on his lips. I just stared in awe, as the two boys went at each other. It was like watching a guy make love to an exact duplicate of himself. And I could only guess what it would feel like to actually be doing it with someone whose body was identical to my own. Suddenly, I remembered I had a camera with me; and after finding it, I clicked off several photos of the twins making out. I gotta tell you, I was amazed at how much those guys enjoyed pleasuring each other. And when they finally came up for air, my mouth was gaping open. "How long have you guys been fooling around with each other?" I asked, with a big grin. "Um ... we've never kissed like this, before," Carlos answered, glancing at his brother for a moment. "But we've been jacking off together, like forever." Both brothers laughed. "You mean it ... forever?" I questioned. "Well, it sure seems like it," Carlos replied. "David says we were born with our cocks in our hands." Then, with another laugh, Carlos paused for a moment, before continuing. "Maybe it wasn't really jacking off; but I can remember the two of us with our tiny pee-pees in our hands, when we were just little kids." David agreed. "It's not the same with Robert; but whenever I find something I like, I always tell David about it right away," Carlos added, wrapping his right arm around his twin and pulling him close. "Si, mi hermano," David smiled at Carlos. "When something feels good to me, I gotta share it with you, first thing, too!" The two guys kissed again. Obviously kissing fell into the category of something that felt good to the twins ... and I could have watched the two of them make love to each other, forever. But my cock had other ideas; just watching wasn't enough for him ... not by a long shot! I sat down my camera, joining the twins' kiss. And they welcomed me with open arms. In no time at all, the three of us were naked. Our deeply tanned bodies must have been quite a sight ... if anyone had been there to see it ... on that colorful blanket, under the intense Colorado summer sun. We writhed against one another, as the twins and I groped each other lustily. Our lips and tongues explored each other's bodies, searching out every curve and crevice. The three of us went at it for a long time, and everybody got to make both of the other guys cum. After the last orgasm had run its course, all of a sudden, it seemed like all three of us were tired. All of our bodies ... and the blanket ... were covered in boy juice; but none of us seemed to care, as we nodded off in each other's arms. When I woke up sometime later, the twins were already awake; and they'd moved off to the side, a little ways. I propped myself up on my right elbow, watching them for a moment. Both twins were quietly lying on their backs, watching the clouds drift across the sky. One of them noticed that I'd woken up, and he smiled at me before commenting, "Wow, Ryan ... this has sure been an awesome day!" "Yeah, I don't know when I've had more fun than last night and today," the other twin agreed. "We need to do this again, real soon!" "Any time," I replied, agreeing that the last twenty-four hours had been amazing. And noticing that the sun was getting lower in the western sky, I added, with a touch of sadness in my voice, "I hate for it to end ... but I guess it has to." Reluctantly, David and Carlos agreed; and with difficulty, we washed the crusty cum off our torsos, in the cold water of the shallow creek. When we were fairly clean, the twins and I dried off on the blanket, found our shorts and shoes and slipped into them for the ride home. All three of the horses had pulled free from where we'd loosely tied them, but they'd only wandered far enough to find some grass to eat and water to drink. We easily rounded them up, and mounted our steeds for the ride back to the house. After we arrived back at the stables, we unsaddled the horses; and the twins were getting ready to head to their house, when I spoke up. "I think I got some great pics of you guys, today," I said, taking off my pack and fishing for the camera. "Do you wanna see them?" "You bet!" David answered. Pushing a couple of buttons, I held the tiny camera in front of me. All three of us had fun looking at the photos of the twins. Back then, I didn't know anything about models ... and not a whole lot about photography ... but I guess the twins were naturally photogenic, because some of the photos were awesome! Carlos and David picked out a few, and asked me to email the pics to them when I had a chance; then they started to head towards their house. "See you guys for the game tomorrow?" I asked. "I wouldn't miss it!" David advised with a smile. "Me either," Carlos added. "See you then." And with that, they trudged home. I watched their retreating backsides for quite a while. Damn, I was glad to have both of them for friends! I guess the lack of sleep last night, and all the fresh air and sunshine today, must have taken its toll on me. Because even with the nap earlier, after we finished our late dinner, I told the guys that I was going to bed ... just to sleep, this time! The next morning, Ben and Tina joined the rest of us for a mid-morning breakfast of pancakes with a delicious, fresh fruit salad topping. Josh made large, plate-sized, golden-brown pancakes ... just the way I liked them. And at the last minute, he sliced a couple of bananas into the fruit salad that Maria had prepared yesterday. "What, no syrup?" Kaiden asked, and I felt the same way. Of course, Josh had maple syrup; but he insisted that we at least try the fruit topping, first. And the bottle of syrup remained in the refrigerator for the whole meal! "That was the best pancake I've ever eaten!" Ben declared, holding the last bite on his fork, just above the plate. "It sure was," Tina agreed. "I'd have never thought of pancakes and fruit salad together. But it really works!" "Thanks," Josh replied. "My mom used to make them that way once in a great while. They taste good, and are better for you than eating all that sugary syrup." "Can I have seconds?" Chris asked. "Maybe a smaller one this time." Fortunately, there was still a little batter left in the bowl, and both Chris and Tyler got a tiny second pancake. And after we finished eating, each of us put our plates and glasses in the dishwasher. Josh added the mixing bowl and skillet, while Tina cleaned off the counter with a sponge. Then Josh picked up a tube from the floor beneath his stool, pulled out a roll of large papers and spread several pages of blueprints on the counter. "Wow ... that was fast work!" Ben stated. "When did you get these?" "I guess I must have pulled a few strings," Josh chuckled. "A courier brought them out late yesterday afternoon. The architect called beforehand, and said he'd be out tomorrow morning to go over them with us." Josh also brought out Tim's sketch of the studio, and the two men poured over the prints, comparing them to the sketch, while the rest of us looked on with mild interest. "What do you think, Ben?" Josh asked, after several minutes. "It looks damn close to what Tim and I want; as far as I can tell, at least," Ben answered. It seemed that the studio would have a large, open interior space, with a couple of cyc walls, as Ben kept calling them. Finally, I had to ask him what he was talking about. "What in the world is a cyc wall, anyway?" l blurted out; and everybody besides Ben shook their heads that they wanted to know, too. "Sorry guys," Ben laughed, "It's just a wall with a curve at the base of it, so there's no seam between the wall and the floor. It makes for a better background for product shots." He told us that with two cyc walls, a couple of photographers could be working on different projects at the same time, without getting in each other's way. Also, there was to be an open room with a couch and a couple of chairs, next to a small kitchen area. Ben described this as a place for clients to relax, or work, during a shoot. "I'll have a few questions for the architect in the morning," Ben added, pausing thoughtfully. "But I need to make a trip into Boulder sometime, tomorrow. What time did he say he'd be here, anyway?" "Nine-ish," Josh replied with a laugh. "I'm not sure what that means, exactly." I had fun looking at the blueprint, but I couldn't really tell much from all the lines and notations. However, I supposed they meant something to the people who would do the construction. Right after the normal late-Sunday lunch, and when everything had been cleaned up and taken inside, Kaiden and I decided to try out the hammock in the back yard. (It was still an hour, or so, before the touch football game was to begin.) And while we were lying in it, enjoying the gentle breeze from out of the mountains, we heard the sound of an approaching ATV. It was coming from the pasture on the north side of the barn, and as I looked in that direction, Devon and Jared drove into view. "Hey, Devon," Kaiden yelled. "Ryan and I are back here in the hammock." Both boys walked towards us, and Devon had a big smile on his face. Maybe the time at his grandparents hadn't been as awful as he'd expected. Or else, he was just glad to get back! "Hey, squirt," Jared said, with a laugh in my direction. "Where are your brother's at, anyway?" "I don't know, Jared," I sneered. "I think they're in the house, someplace." With a nod, Jared walked to the back door and looked in, knocking a couple of times. Tyler opened the door, and Jared disappeared inside. "Hi, guys!" Devon answered, as soon as his brother walked off. "Can I get on there with you?" "Sure," Kaiden said; and my brother and I rolled to one side of the large hammock, making room for Devon to join us. He had a hard time climbing on ... if you've ever been in a hammock, you can probably understand why ... and all three of us ended up on the ground! Nobody was hurt, though; and after a couple of tries, we were all able to find a comfortable place in the double-sized hammock, sitting cross-legged. "Did you guys have fun with the twins Friday night?" Devon asked, pulling his shirt over his head and tucking it in the waistband of his shorts, so he was bare-chested, like Kaiden and me. "Uh-huh," I replied, again admiring the golden tan on his chest and shoulders, "lots of fun. How'd it go at your grandma's?" Devon smiled that awesome smile of his. "You wanna hear?" he answered by asking a question of his own. "Of course," Kaiden said, watching Devon, as he carefully leaned back on his elbows. "Well, it SURE wasn't what I expected," Devon began. "When Jared got home late from football practice, Mom and Dad were mad, because it made us get a late start. I just knew I was gonna dread the whole trip!" "But Grandma had a great meal ready for us when we arrived ... fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy and homemade ice cream ... something we never have at home. Grandma's cooking is the very best. And even though I complained about going, I WAS glad to see her, and Grandpa, too ..." Devon didn't say much about the rest of the evening, until they got ready for bed. The sleeping arrangements on Friday night were exactly what he'd feared ... both guys on a daybed together, in the closed-in front porch of his grandparents' house. "I don't think I'd like sleeping in the same bed with Jared, either," I commented. I was sure glad I had my brothers ... and not one like Jared. Devon nodded as he smiled. "I told you guys that he's been acting kinda strange," Devon said. "I don't know," Kaiden began. "He sure seemed like himself, to me!" Devon just laughed, before he went on with his story. "It was a tight fit for the two of us, but we talked for a little while, and then both of us went to sleep. Saturday, some of our other relatives came over, and the day went by pretty fast." "Jared had been sorta nervous-like all day ... he gets that way, sometimes. And it got worse, when bedtime rolled around. Anyways, after the grown-ups had turned off the lights and gone to bed, we were lying side by side in the daybed, talking again, when Jared cleared his throat." "'Ummm ... Devon ... I mean ... d-do you wanna f-feel my dick?' Jared really stuttered like that!" Devon said with a big smile. "No way!" I exclaimed. This was starting to sound interesting! "Grandma and Grandpa's house has lots of windows in the front porch; and the street lights meant that it wasn't really dark in the room," Devon commented, excitedly. "Anyways, I REALLY wanted to feel Jared's cock, and I reached my hand between his legs, and petted his stiff rod through his briefs." "Wow! Was it ever hard!" Devon exclaimed. Devon paused for a moment and then continued, "Jared just moaned, real sexy-like." "That sounds awesome!" Kaiden declared, glancing towards me. And I remembered the first time I felt Kaiden up, in that sleeping bag out by the barn. It seemed like a long time ago, now; but it had really just happened earlier this summer. "Yeah," Devon continued, breathlessly. "And then, Jared reached over and felt my dick. I hadn't been hard at all, when we started talking, but by the time I felt Jared's hand on my cock, it was as hard as a nail!" "And he didn't say anything about you still having a little cock?" I asked, remembering some of Jared's earlier comments about Devon's size. "No, nothing," Devon said. "Nothing at all! And he was moaning SO loud when I played with him ... I was afraid Mom and Dad would hear." Devon laughed again. I was so happy for him, because I knew how much he'd wanted something like this with his brother. "Finally, I threw back the sheet, reaching inside Jared's underwear; and he pulled them down, urgently kicking them off his feet," Devon recalled. "I really took ahold of his cock, then. Looking over at Jared, I noticed he had his eyes closed, but there was a smile on his lips. His dick was so big, WAY hard and felt really hot in my fist. I sure hope my dick grows as big as his!" "I began to pump Jared ... like you taught me, Ryan ... fast and hard. And he must have really been enjoying it, the way his body was writhing next to me." "'Oh fuck! Oh fuck!' he whispered loudly. Then he began to spray all over his chest. Jared's not like you guys. When he cums, he squirts in every direction at the same time!" Devon laughed. Kaiden and I laughed with him. I bet it DID make a real mess. "So, did you guys stop there?" I asked. "No," Devon said. "I would have never thought Jared would do it. But he told me to pull down my briefs, he took my prick in his fist and pumped me ... and not just a little bit, either. He gave me an awesome dry cum!" "But then the best thing happened," Devon paused for a moment; and I think he had both of us wondering what could be better than having a brother give you an orgasm. "Jared said he had a lot of fun ... and he hoped I'd want do it with him, again!" "Like I was gonna say no!" Devon commented with a grin. "I don't know what came over Jared. I mean ... he'd been acting weird, lately, but I never expected any of what happened. I couldn't believe the change in Jared." Kaiden and I told Devon how happy we were for him, and that we hoped things would only get better between him and his brother. I didn't realize it until later, but while Devon was talking, I must have started fondling my throbbing cock through my shorts. Because when he was through telling us about that night, I was almost ready to cum. And I wondered if Devon and Kaiden also felt like getting some relief before the game ... *** Well, this looks like a good place to end this chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it! It sounds like Devon and his brother has a fun weekend, after all. If you'd like to send me an email, I'd sure like to hear from you! (fotogme11@yahoo.com) As my work schedule has picked up, my writing time has decreased. But barring something unforeseen, I should be able to continue to post a chapter a week until we come to the end of this story, sometime in June. Have a great week, everybody! Greg