Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2007 22:21:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 3

I've Got the Best Family

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)

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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.

***

Special thanks to Steve for all of his help with research, and proofing for
this chapter!  As you may know, the two of us took a photo/ research trip
to Colorado in late September.  Some of what we discovered will begin to
show up in this chapter, but it's given me LOTS of material to work with.

***

Thanks to the guys who emailed me after chapters one and two; it's always
great to hear from old readers, and new readers alike.  And, of course,
thanks to the rest of you for reading my story, as well!  I sure hope
you're enjoying it as much as I like writing about these guys.  If you'd
like to email positive comments or suggestions to me, I'd sure like to hear
them (fotogme11@yahoo.com).  And if you'd like to join the Yahoo Group for
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Chapter Three:

By the time we got home, I guess it must have been close to midnight.  On
the ride back to the ranch, neither Tyler or I said very much ... but the
sexual tension between us was so thick I could almost taste it ... and I
SURE could feel it!  Fortunately, the car had a bench seat in front; and I
scooted over as close to my brother as I could get.

I'd had a stiffie since the middle of the movie, and my cock pulsed and
throbbed, as I glanced at my brother's crotch.  In the soft green lights
from the dashboard, it was obvious that Tyler had a rock-hard erection, as
well.  And I dropped my right hand to his lap and began to fondle the head
of his cock through the supple fabric of his cargos.

"Oh, yeah ..." Tyler moaned softly.  And although his eyes never left the
road, Tyler's face seemed to be wearing a mask of pure sexual bliss.

Slowly, I traced my fingers over the unmistakable outline of my oldest
brother's throbbing cock, squeezing it from time to time.  And Tyler took a
hand off of the steering wheel and placed it over mine, holding my fingers
against his manhood.  While my right hand was occupied with Tyler's swollen
penis, I reached under the hem of his shirt with my left.  And I began to
rub circles over Tyler's hard stomach, enjoying the feel of his extended
pubes against my fingertips.  His muscles felt WAY awesome, as he
rhythmically tightened and released them under my probing fingers.

Pressing harder against his stomach, I opened my mouth wide.  And leaning
down until my lips covered the head of Tyler's dick, I closed my teeth
around the cloth-covered pole.

"Oh fuck!" Tyler slurred.  "Damn, Ryan ... if you keep that up, you'll have
me cumming in my pants!"

Pretending to pout, I sat up, before giving Tyler a devilish laugh.  "Well
... if you want me to stop ..."

"No," he responded immediately.  "I SURE don't want you to quit; but maybe
you could just hold off for a couple more minutes."

Sighing resignedly, I laid my head against Tyler's arm.  And we drove the
rest of the way to the ranch in silence.  The ranch house and guesthouse
were both dark, except for a very faint glow in Dad's window.  And I
glanced over to the houses on the left-hand side of the driveway ... where
the ranch hands lived ... and didn't see much in the way of lights from
that direction, either.

"It looks like just about everybody is asleep," I commented.

"Yeah," Tyler added, "I sure hope Josh left a door unlocked for us ..."

The front door was locked, so we walked around to the back.  There was a
nightlight in the kitchen, and fortunately the door was unlocked, so we let
ourselves in; then Tyler locked the door behind us.  We tried to be quiet,
as we hurried up the stairs.  But I guess we weren't very successful at it,
because when we reached the top, Dad called out to us.  "Boys ... is that
you?" a voice from Dad's bedroom asked.

"Yeah it is, Josh," Tyler answered.  "We locked the back door ... and we're
going to bed now.

"Great," the voice replied, just before Dad stepped into the doorway.  "Did
you guys have a good time at the movies?"

"We sure did!" I said.  And Tyler and I walked down the hall until we were
standing next to Dad.  "It was really funny."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Dad commented, before wrapping his arm around my
shoulder in a quick hug.  "Well, boys ... don't stay up TOO late, because
I've got an errand that I need for the two of you to run in the morning."

"We won't, Dad ... good night," both of us answered, as we wondered what
Dad had in mind for us tomorrow.  And after Dad ducked back into his room,
Tyler and I headed towards our bedrooms.

"Your room or mine?" I asked Tyler in a hoarse whisper.

He didn't reply, but draped his arm around my shoulder and shepherded me
into his room, turning on the ceiling light as we passed the switch.  "We
need to get a lamp in here," Tyler commented off-handedly as he pulled his
tank top over his head.

I nodded after removing my shirt, but I didn't really care what kind of
light we had.  My eyes were feasting on Tyler's manly torso ... and I
licked my lips at the sight!  Of course, I'd seen my oldest brother
completely naked before ... lots of times ... but this was the first time
just the two of us were going to pleasure each other in bed, without
someone else around.  And as both of us fell onto the mattress, Tyler began
to fumble with the button on my shorts, while my trembling fingers
unfastened his cargos.

It seemed like I'd been hard for hours, as Tyler positioned me on my back
with his face hovering over my groin.  And when he took my thin four inches
into his mouth and began to lick around my cut head, I knew that I was
going to cum right away.

He pulled off for a moment.  "Fuck, Ryan," he began, "your body is so hot
..." Tyler began to rub his hands over my boyish chest and thin stomach as
he again lowered his face to my throbbing boyhood.  And this time, he took
all of it into his mouth, until his lips pressed firmly against my
pubescent nuts and nearly bald pubes.  Slicking my pole with his spit,
Tyler began to bob his head up and down, while gently rubbing his fingers
over my tight balls.

My fingers clutched at the sheets as my body began to writhe.  "Oh yeah!" I
exclaimed.  "Suck me, Tyler ... suck me!"  And spreading my legs, I began
to pound on the mattress with my fists.  When I felt my sperm begin to boil
up, I cried out, "I'm gonna cum ... OH FUCK ... FUCK!"

Tyler began to groan around my pole, as shot after shot of my watery seed
squirted into his eager mouth.  And when my orgasm had run its course, he
brought his mouth to my smiling lips in an urgent kiss.  I could taste my
cum on his breath; and I tangled my fingers in his hair as we kissed more
fully.

"Now it's my turn to make YOU shoot," I declared, after our lips pulled
apart.

Tyler smiled up at me, as I rolled him onto his back.  And as he lifted his
hips, I slid his shorts down his strong legs, before dropping them onto the
floor.  My hot brother lay before me in all his naked glory.  And his
tanned, sixteen-year old form was quite a sight to behold!

Some other time, I might have made love to Tyler's whole body; but right
now, I was only interested in worshiping the pulsating, uncut member that
lay against his hard stomach.  I skinned back the head of his awesome dick
with my right fist, as I lifted the heavy pole until it was standing
upright.  And after lowering my face towards it, I began to lick the
sensitive underside of Tyler's manly six inches.  The skin felt SO soft
under my tongue, but the throbbing pole was also as hard as a rock!

"Oh ..." Tyler moaned deeply.  "Fuck, yeah bro!"  And Tyler began to suck
in his toned stomach, as he gently ... but firmly ... pressed his hand
against the back of my head.

I cupped my other hand under Tyler's loosely hanging balls, closing the
fingers around the sensitive orbs within.  And opening my mouth wide, I
engulfed the large head of my brother's teen-aged cock. After closing my
lips around the ridge, my tongue began to play with his slit.

"Oh, Ryan ... yeah!" Tyler cried out.  He lifted his right knee and began
to gently swing it from side to side.  "I'm almost there ..."

After giving his balls a light squeeze, I pressed the palm of my left hand
against Tyler's muscular abdomen.  And while the fingers of that hand
played with his pubic hair, I began to pump his dick with my right fist.  I
lifted my face off of his meat, but my eyes never left Tyler's body.  It
was WAY awesome to see the effects of my stimulation on my older brother,
as he moaned and thrashed beneath me!

Suddenly, I began to stroke his manhood with wild abandon.  "Come on,
Tyler; I wanna see you shoot!" I exclaimed.  And my hand was a blur, as I
gripped his shaft more tightly; I loved the feel of his sheathed ridge
under my fist.

Tyler's body tensed up.  "Oh, fuck, Ryan, I'm gonna cum!" Tyler shouted,
and I pumped his meat all the harder.  "Oh yeah!"  And as I watched, spurt
after spurt of his creamy essence shot high in the air.  Some of the spunk
fell on Tyler's stomach and left leg, but most of it dropped onto my hands
and right arm.

"Fuck, that was hot!" I cried, giving his meat a final squeeze, before I
began to lick Tyler's sperm from my hands and arm.  Then, as he was
relaxing after his orgasm, I used my tongue to clean the remaining jizz
from my brother's hard body.

"Ryan, that was the absolute best," Tyler said quietly, with a broad smile
on his handsome face.  And after propping himself up on one elbow, Tyler
pulled my lips to his in a passionate French kiss.  Then he added, "Damn, I
needed that tonight!"

"Well ... you know how I feel about brothers helping each other out!" I
declared as I wrapped my arms around him in a gigantic hug.

We just lay there in each other's arms for quite a while, and neither of us
said a word.  Tyler had been an only child; and so was I, so I guessed that
each of us was just enjoying being so close to our new brother.  At least,
that's what I was thinking.

Finally, Tyler confirmed what I'd been wondering.  "Ryan," he began, "I've
ALWAYS wanted a younger brother to love and have fun with!"

As my response, I just hugged him tighter; before I answered, "Yeah, it's
pretty awesome to have brothers!"  I loved all three of the guys who had
recently been added to my family.  Then I added, "I wonder what Kaiden and
Chris are doing right now?"

Tyler smiled at me, "Sometimes, I guess brothers must think alike, 'cause I
was just wondering the same thing."  Then he paused for a moment.  "I don't
know, but I bet that whatever those guys did tonight, it was hot ... and
LOTS of fun!"

I agreed with Tyler.  And we talked fondly about Chris and Kaiden, as we
thought back on the great times we'd just experienced with them.  While I
hoped that Kaiden missed me ... because I sure missed him ... I really
wanted him to have a good time, too.

At some point, Tyler changed the subject, as he asked me what I'd been
doing this afternoon; what had made me so late for supper.  And I told him
about the twins ... and how Carlos and David lived on the ranch with their
family.  We talked about the fun place for skinny-dipping along St. Vrain
Creek, and finally, I mentioned about the touch football game that the guys
on the ranch usually played on Sunday afternoons ... and that I was
planning to be a part of it tomorrow.

"They wanted me to ask if you'd like to play, too," I said.  All the while
I'd been speaking, I was drawing lazy circles on Tyler's hard stomach with
my index finger; and Tyler cooed with pleasure every time my fingers
tangled with his extended pubes, or happened upon his innie.

"That sounds like a LOT of fun to me," Tyler answered.  "You know, I used
to play tight end on the football team at my old school in Kansas ... but
that life seems like it was so long ago."  Then he thought for a moment.
"Wow, a lot sure has happened this summer!"

I knew I'd never had a summer like this one.  "Yeah ... it isn't every day
that a guy gets a whole new family!" I exclaimed.

"You're right," Tyler replied as he sat up beside me.  "Now, I've got TWO
families!"

Technically speaking, I guess I had two families, as well.  But I was
trying my hardest to put my other family behind me.  Mom was a hopeless
drug addict, and my birth dad had deserted us a few years back.

I guess I'd needed to piss for a while, but suddenly the urge really felt
strong, as I squeezed the head of my mostly-limp cock between my fingers.
"Damn, Tyler ... I've gotta go!"  And I hopped off of the bed and ran to
the bathroom.

I suppose he had to pee too, because in seconds, Tyler joined me in front
of the toilet.  And soon two streams of golden liquid were forcefully
spraying into the bowl.  We laughed and sword-fought with our piss for a
while ... like little boys.  And as our flows began to die down, I looked
over at my brother and smiled.  Tyler stood a head taller than me, and I
marveled that a big, muscular guy like him would be interested in a scrawny
kid like me.

But after we shook off, Tyler wrapped his arm around my shoulder.  "I love
you, bro," he said earnestly, while squeezing me to his naked side.
"You're gonna sleep with me tonight, I hope ..."

"I sure can't think of anything I'd rather do!" I declared.  And after
turning out the ceiling light, the two of us climbed into the queen-sized
bed.  With a contented smile on my face, I laid my head on Tyler's broad
shoulder.  My last thought, before falling asleep, was that it didn't get
much better than this!

The next morning, a Sunday, I woke up to bright, golden sunlight streaming
into the bedroom, and the sensation of a hard cock frantically humping
against my hip and upper leg.  Sometime while I'd been sleeping, Tyler and
I had changed positions until his body partially covered mine.  Although
his eyes were still closed, as I glanced up at him, I couldn't help but
notice the look of pure contentment and pleasure on his angular face.

My dick felt like it had been stiff for a long time, as I began to hump it
upward into my brother's hard stomach.  Tyler's hands were on either side
of my head, and after pushing his upper body up and off of mine, he opened
his eyes and smiled down on me.  While he thrust against me harder and
faster, I did my best to match his rhythm.  And in moments, both of us were
in a lust-crazed frenzy for each other's hot, tanned body!

"Boys, are you up yet?" Dad's voice asked from what sounded like the top of
the stairs.

"Um, yeah, Josh," Tyler answered, slurring his deep voice.

I could hear Dad chuckle.  "Well Tyler, finish what you're doing and the
two of you get downstairs for breakfast.  I need for you boys to go into
town with Emilio this morning."

I wasn't sure who Emilio was, but as Tyler redoubled his efforts, I
answered, "Okay, Dad, we'll be down pretty soon."  Wrapping my arms around
my brother's strong back, I pulled my chest upwards, toward his, as we both
began to thrust harder.  My heart was racing; and I could hear it pounding
in my ears.  "Oh, fuck, Tyler!" I panted, while my stiff boyhood slimed my
oldest brother's hard stomach.  My orgasm just seemed to go on and on, as I
stretched my legs out to their fullest.

He didn't answer me with words, but instead he humped against me with more
intensity.  My cum squished between us for a couple of minutes, as it was
worked into our bodies.  And finally, while grabbing ahold of the rails on
the headboard, Tyler spread his legs wide, lifting them off of the bed.
Moaning, he pulled and pushed his body forward and backwards over mine
again and again, causing the headboard to knock against the wall with each
thrust.

"Yeah, Ryan," Tyler forcefully declared.  "Oh, yeah!"

And seconds later, I felt his warm jizz erupt onto my hip, as Tyler shot
again and again.  Finally, he relaxed all of his weight onto my body for a
moment, before rolling onto his back and pulling me on top of him.

"Damn, Ryan," he began, "that was fuckin' awesome!"

"You bet it was," I replied.  And I laid my head on Tyler's shoulder, as he
held me in his strong arms for several long moments.

"Well, as much as I hate to, I guess we'd better get up," Tyler stated,
after his breathing had returned to normal.  And as I rolled off of him, he
added, "Come on, Ryan, let's take a shower and see what Josh has for us to
do this morning."

Reluctantly, I agreed; and we rolled out of bed and laughed at the mess
we'd made on each other's belly.  After a quick shower, we pulled on
shorts, t-shirts and flip-flops, before heading downstairs for breakfast.
Dad had already eaten; but a couple of boxes of cereal, a pitcher of milk,
a bunch of bananas and a bowlful of delicious-looking, red, ripe
strawberries were still on the counter.

I poured myself a glass of milk while Tyler filled his bowl with Special K
and sliced a banana on it.  And as he was helping himself to the milk, I
took half a bowl of Frosted Flakes cereal and set a handful of strawberries
on the counter next to it.

Dad stood in the doorway for a moment; and after watching us eat for a
while, he quietly walked up behind us and put a hand on each of our
shoulders.  "Damn, but I love you boys!" he exclaimed in a low voice.  And
after nuzzling Tyler's neck, he kissed my hair.

Smiling, Tyler turned to our new father and commented, "I love you too,
Dad!"  And he wrapped his arm around Dad's waist, hugging him to his side.

A moment later, Dad squeezed me tightly to both of them, almost pulling me
off of my stool.  The three of us held each other for a long time, and by
the time I returned to my bowl of cereal, the flakes had gotten soggy.

Finally, Dad broke the hug; and thumbing a button on what looked like some
kind of pager, he slipped it off of his belt and held the small device to
his mouth.  "Emilio?" he asked.  He released the button, and after walking
to the back door, Dad looked out upon the sun-drenched patio.

Moments later, his two-way radio beeped, indicating an incoming call.  Dad
pressed a button, and a Hispanic-sounding voice replied, "Yes, Josh, what
can I do for you this morning?"

"Emilio, the boys are about ready to head into town with you this morning,"
Dad answered, after glancing in our direction.  "Why don't you give them
five minutes, and meet them with the truck behind the stables?"

"Sure, Josh," the voice said, "I'll be right there."

Dad re-clipped the pager onto his belt as both Tyler and I were finishing
our last bites of cereal.  "Boys," he began, "I'd like for both of you to
go to Home Depot with Emilio this morning."  He nodded at Tyler.  "We need
to buy some shrubs to plant around your folks house, plus lumber and
supplies to begin construction on the studio."  Dad paused for a moment,
before smiling.  "And Tyler ... I've asked Emilio to teach you how to drive
the truck."

"Cool!" Tyler exclaimed as he slid off of his stool.  His face was beaming
with sixteen-year old, big brother pride.  "I can't wait to get behind the
wheel ... OF A TRUCK!"

"Yeah, I'll bet," Dad smirked, like he knew something that Tyler didn't.
"Well guys, you'd better get your teeth brushed and head out to meet
Emilio.  He'll be with the truck, out behind the stables."  Then Dad eyed
both of us for a moment.  "Tyler, you'd better put on a pair of shoes.  I
don't think that flip-flops will work very well for driving a truck ..."

After brushing our teeth, both of us slipped into our Nikes before heading
towards the stables.  I'm not sure what Tyler expected; but I think he was
REALLY surprised as we walked around the barn.  Maybe he was assuming that
the truck would be a big pickup; but a short, dark-skinned man ... who was
pretty good-looking for an older, middle-aged guy ... was standing next to
a BIG cattle truck, the kind with stake sides around the bed.  The paint
was a faded red, and the truck looked like it had seen many years of hard
use.

"Buenos dias," the man exclaimed with a big grin on his deeply tanned face.
"I'm Emilio."  Then he looked at me.  "I guess you must be Ryan."  And
after I nodded, he continued, "My boys, David and Carlos, couldn't stop
talking about you last night."

"Oh ... so you're their dad ..." I answered with a big smile on my face.
I'd seen Emilio at lunch the other day, but I don't think anybody told me
his name back then.

"Yep, that'd be me," Emilio replied as he stuffed his right hand into the
front pocket of his jeans.  "And I suppose you must be Tyler," he added,
looking at my big brother.

Tyler couldn't take his eyes off of the truck, and he gulped before
answering, "Um ... yes, sir."

"You can just call me Emilio," the twin's dad commented.  And when he
smiled ... it was a BIG smile; the same smile that I'd seen on the faces of
both Carlos and David, yesterday.  As he withdrew a set of keys from his
pocket, Emilio added, "Tyler, I guess these must be for you!"

***

I think this is a good place to end chapter three.  I sure hope that each
of you enjoyed it!  I'd REALLY like to hear from you, if you did.  My
e-mail address is fotogme11@yahoo.com.  I say it all the time, but your
email means a whole lot to me!  While I won't stop writing if I don't
receive any, your email sure makes all the hours I put into writing seem a
lot more worthwhile.

I have a database of people who would like for me to let them know when I
post a new chapter to Nifty.  If you'd like for me to add you to the list,
just drop me a line and tell me.  But I will never add a reader to the
list, unless they specifically ask me to do so.

The photo/research trip to Colorado was great!  And I think you'll begin to
notice the fruits of that trip in future chapters.  I'll try to have
chapter four posted in a week.  Until then, I hope all of you have a great
time ... and keep stroking!

Greg