Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2008 01:17:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 30

I've Got the Best Family

By:  Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Proofreader and Story Consultant:  Steve

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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.

***

I want to thank those of you who emailed me after chapter twenty-nine.
It's always good to hear from you.  And of course, I'd like to hear from
lots of you after this chapter (fotogme11@yahoo.com).

I hope you enjoy Chapter Thirty!

***

Chapter Thirty

(Chris narrates this chapter, too.)

I guess that night, both Tyler's and my minds were preoccupied with
thoughts of a new pickup.  When we finally went to bed, we just lay in each
other's arms, until the excitement of the day slowly wore away, and we fell
asleep.

The next morning, I awoke to a pleasant nipping sensation from my
midsection.  Opening my eyes, I saw Tyler chowing down on my swollen dick.
I don't know how long he'd be eating there, but it didn't take long for me
to give him a really nutritious snack.  After he'd swallowed it all, I sat
up and we kissed, before I nursed at his throbbing, uncut member.

My hand brushed over his pubes, and I pulled off before saying, "Whoa,
Tyler ... you're getting rough down there!"

"Shit, don't I know it!" Tyler replied, with a grimace on his handsome
face.  "It itches like crazy and snags on my boxers all the time, too."

"Do you want me to get the razor?" I asked, grinning broadly.  It had been
lots of fun shaving Tyler the first time, and I'd be happy to make it a
weekly event, or more often, if he wanted.

"No, Chris, I don't think so," Tyler answered, rubbing his hand over my
hard chest, searching out the definition of my muscles.  "It was fun, being
shaved down there ... for a little while ... and I'll probably let you do
it again, some day.  But right now, I wanna go back to having pubes."  He
paused thoughtfully for a moment, before smiling, "When they grow in
enough, I expect you to keep them trimmed, though."

Rather than answering with words, I decided to show Tyler how much I
approved of his decision by giving him the best blowjob ever.  I'd always
concentrated on the head of Tyler's dick, and had never even tried to take
Tyler's entire pole into my mouth, before.

However, on that mid-August morning, Tyler seemed to sense that I had
something more in mind.  My shaggy hair was getting pretty thick and long;
it hadn't been cut since before school let out, last spring.  And Tyler
tangled his fingers in it, gently holding me in place but also applying a
little additional pressure.

"Fuck, that feels good," my lover moaned, barely above a whisper.

At that moment, I wanted every last fraction of an inch of him inside me; I
tried to force my tongue to relax ... easier said than done.  I did my
best, willing it to keep out of the way, as I lowered my head further; but
my body revolted and I gagged.  On most days, I suppose I'd have given up
right then and there, but I knew I'd taken all of Kaiden once.  That seemed
like a long time ago, but I was determined that this would be the day I
swallowed every last ounce of my lover's uncut meat.  They say you can
accomplish anything, if you want it bad enough, and I was determined that
neither of us would leave this bed until my lips circled the base of
Tyler's cock and my nose was buried in the scratchy stubble of his pubes.

It took several tries; but finally, I lowered my head quickly, and felt the
tip of Tyler's impressive-looking pole press against the sensitive
membranes of my throat.  I started to gag and pull off, but immediately
went down again, closing my lips tightly around the base.  My nose was
burrowed in the loose skin of Tyler's sack, and the scent of my man both
calmed and excited my senses.

Ignoring my gag reflex, I kept my face pressed tightly against my
boyfriend's groin.  Damn, I loved Tyler so much ... even the odor from his
sweating balls turned me on ... and I wanted to please him more than
anything else in the world!

As Tyler clutched at my thick hair, I began to moan my sexy best.  And
suddenly, Tyler's cock began to swell more, cutting off my breath for a
moment, as he unloaded into my stomach.

"Damn, Chris!" Tyler exclaimed seconds later, as I pulled off; his body was
still shivering from his orgasm, and when it was over, he added, "That was
fuckin' awesome!  I'd have never thought you could do that."

"I wasn't sure, either," I replied honestly.  "I really wanted to, though,
because I love you so much!"

Tyler motioned for me to lie beside him, and we kissed each other tenderly,
before talking for a while.

At one point, with a grin on his sexy face, Tyler wondered, "So what
happened between Robert and you out on the range that night?"

"You wanna hear everything?" I asked, playing with Tyler's left nipple.

"Each and every sordid detail," Tyler replied ... and then he laughed, "I
think that ass I love so much was more than just saddle sore!"

Laughing back, I praised Tyler for his perception.

And as I related the events of Robert's and my coupling, Tyler told me
about his night with Luke.  It wasn't nearly as exciting, but I'm sure they
both had fun, anyway, with their mutual jack-off.

"That black body of Luke's is damn hot!  And all the definition in his
muscles..." Tyler exclaimed, shaking his head.  Then he quickly added, "But
it's not half as sexy as yours, Chris!"

"You'd better say that!" I laughed, wrapping my arms around Tyler and
roughly pulling him on top of me.

Tyler and I wrestled on the bed for quite a while, and when I rolled off
the mattress ... falling heavily to the floor ... we decided to shower and
head downstairs.  I guess the protein snacks we'd had earlier weren't
enough and we needed some real food.

Josh, Ben and Tina were sitting at the kitchen counter reading the morning
paper.  Their dirty breakfast dishes were spread out before them.  As Ben
picked up his cup of coffee and brought it to his lips, he glanced away
from the paper.

"I wondered if you two would ever get out of bed this morning!" he
exclaimed with a laugh.

Tina glanced at the clock on the microwave.

"Ben, it isn't even nine o'clock yet," she said, folding the section of the
paper she'd been reading.  "They'll have to get up early enough when school
starts."

"Thanks, Mom," Tyler replied, pecking Tina on the cheek.

As we were fixing our bowls of cereal, Josh asked, "How did the search for
a pickup go last night?"

"Pretty good, I think," Tyler commented while pouring himself a glass of
milk.

"Wow ... there are sure a lot of car dealers around here!" I added, taking
the almost empty gallon jug from Tyler.

Josh nodded as Tyler removed a folded sheet of paper from his back pocket.

"I've dealt with a couple of them over the years," Josh stated.  "And
they've always been willing to work with me."

My lover unfolded the list we'd compiled last night.

"What about these?" Tyler asked, pushing the list in front of Josh.

Just then, Ryan, dressed in shorts and Nikes, burst through the door from
outside.

"Morning!" he greeted Tyler and me, before turning to Dad.  "Kaiden and I
are gonna go riding this morning, if its okay with you."

"Have fun," Dad laughed.  "But be home in time for lunch, if you want to go
pickup shopping with us," he added.

"Don't worry; we will," Ryan answered, glancing at the list of pickups.
"We really wanna go truck shopping with the rest of you guys."  He dropped
the list to the counter, while facing Tyler.  "Kaiden and I need to be sure
you and Chris don't pick out something TOO ugly!"

With a smile on his face, Tyler roughly tousled Ryan's longish mop of
shaggy, sun-bleached brown hair.  The bond of love between them was
apparent to everyone watching.

"The more the merrier, Ryan," Ben chuckled.  "I'm sure your brothers will
welcome your help."

"Men!" Tina shook her head, faking exasperation.  "I'll never understand
the male fascination with a hunk of steel, four wheels and a motor."

"Hey ... it's just in our DNA," Ben replied, stepping behind his wife and
draping his arms around her shoulders.

"Maybe," Ryan added, stepping close enough to Tina that she pulled him into
a motherly embrace.  "Aren't you excited for Tyler and Chris, too?"

"Yes, honey, I am," Tina laughed, holding Ryan at arms' length ... just
looking at him.  With love in her eyes, she glanced wistfully from Ryan
towards Tyler.  "I guess it's hard for a mom to accept that her baby is
almost all grown up."

Ryan laughed and Tyler blushed.

"Don't you want 'YOUR BABY' to get any older?" Ryan teased, green eyes
flashing.

"Of course I do," Tina answered her newly adopted son.  "But it seems like
only yesterday when Tyler was PLAYING with his Tonka trucks, not actually
DRIVING one."

Tyler shook his head.

"Mom's WAY too sentimental," Tyler stated.  "But I love her anyway."

And Tyler flashed Tina his most winning smile.

Ryan smiled at Tyler, before staring at Tina for a moment, obviously
considering something she'd said.

"Well, it'll be a few more years before I'M grown," Ryan added.

He hugged Tyler's mom ... a little tentatively at first ... but then fully.
It was SO awesome to see Ryan that way!  Ryan was no longer the insecure
boy we'd come to know earlier this summer.  He had stability and love in
his life now ... something he never had with his birth parents.  Ryan
... and all of us, for that matter ... had been given a second chance at
happiness.  And we were enjoying every minute of it.

After a little more conversation, Tina and Ben excused themselves; and Ryan
left the kitchen moments later.  I was still thinking about my youngest
brother, staring out the window at nothing in particular, when Kaiden and
Ryan rounded the corner of the barn on their horses.  Suddenly I had a
thought.

"Say, Josh," I began, "is Flame one of the mares Roy was talking about
breeding this summer?"

"Boy that came out of left field!" Josh laughed, but then he added, "Yeah,
son, she is."

"Wouldn't it be awesome if we could give the colt to Ryan for a birthday
present?" I asked.

Josh thought for a moment.

"It sure would, Chris," he stated with a fatherly smile.  "That's a great
idea!"

Then Josh handed the list back to Tyler.  "I think we can work with some of
these guys."

With a big smile on his angular face, Tyler folded the paper, pocketing it
again.

I'm sure all of you have had days when you felt time dragged by.  That
morning, it seemed like each minute was an hour long!  Tyler and I couldn't
wait for the morning to be over so we could start looking at pickups.  And
it seemed like a month or two later, when lunch was finally over.

I don't know if Josh and Ben were doing it on purpose, but it seemed like
they moved as slowly as snails while they brought their dirty dishes into
the house.  Finally they were ready to go, and the six men of the house
loaded into an SUV for the unusually long drive into Boulder.

As we were buckling our seat belts, Josh cleared his throat.

"Boys, Ben, Tim and I have talked a lot about this," Josh began.  "I know
how important having a vehicle he can call his own is for a teenager; but
the responsibility level will go way up too."

All of a sudden, I began to wonder if our dads were having second thoughts
about the pickup!

"Tyler ... and Chris too ... the three of us have come up with some
requirements that we'll expect you to meet, if you want to get ... and keep
driving ... the truck," Ben said with a fatherly smile.

They went on to outline the conditions:

Keep our grades up.  No traffic tickets would be allowed.  Get home at the
hour agreed upon in advance.  No alcohol or drug use would be allowed
... by anyone riding in the truck.  We'd need to run errands, as necessary,
for the family, the ranch and the studio.  And finally, we'd need to keep
the truck in good condition.

"I think we can handle all that, right Chris?" Tyler asked.

"You bet!" I replied eagerly.

"Now that we've got all that out of the way," Josh smiled while starting
the Suburban, "Tyler, is there one truck in particular you'd like to check
out first?"

"Well ..." Tyler answered, needlessly consulting the list, "we'd really
like to get a Tacoma 4x4."

"That sounds like a good choice," Josh commented, approvingly.  "Then why
don't we check out the Toyota dealership first; unless you boys found one
on-line somewhere else?"

"A couple of other places have used Tacomas," Tyler advised.  "But most of
them aren't extended cabs."

"And Ryan and I would like Tyler to drive US to school, too," Kaiden said,
putting in a plug for the more expensive cab design.

Both Ben and Josh indicated that we'd look at as many trucks as we had to,
in order to find one we really liked.

"I always say, there's no reason to buy something that'll only do half the
job," Josh chuckled, while glancing in the rearview mirror.

An eternity later, Josh steered the Suburban onto the Toyota dealer's lot,
parking next to the showroom.  I glanced over the lot of shiny, new cars
and pickups.  I couldn't remember when I'd been so excited, but I guess I
must have been a little nervous, too.

Before Josh had turned off the engine, Tyler opened his door and popped out
of the SUV, followed quickly by Ryan and Kaiden.

And as I was fumbling with my seatbelt, Josh turned to Ben and mentioned in
a low voice, "It's hard to deal with these people.  They want you to pay
window sticker ... or sometimes even higher."

Ben nodded knowingly as he watched my sexy, tanned brothers weave through
the rows of pickups.

"I guess if you've got a hot product to sell, you can make a lot of demands
on your customers and get away with it," he stated.

I finally got my belt unbuckled, and didn't hear Josh's reply, as I raced
to catch up with my brothers.

Tyler had stopped about a third of the way down a long row of pickups
... right in front of THE truck ... a pearl-black Tacoma 4x4 extended cab.
It had a sexy, chrome roll bar with two chrome lights mounted on top of it.
Tyler eyed it longingly, before checking out the window sticker and hanging
his head.

"Fuck, Chris," he said dejectedly, a few moments later.  "It's over
twenty-five thousand dollars!  No matter how many jobs we do around the
ranch, there's no way we can afford this."

"Why don't we do some more looking?" Ben commented from the direction of
the hood.

And Tyler gave me a look that said, 'What'd I tell you?'

Both Ben and Josh had taken up positions near the hood of the truck, as
they talked among themselves.  And when I glanced in their direction, I
couldn't help but notice that Josh, in particular, seemed to be studying
Tyler intently.

Tyler looked worshipfully at the super hot pickup for a moment longer,
before sighing and walking away.  We spent the rest of the afternoon,
driving from dealership to dealership, and we found a few other trucks that
one or the other of us liked.  The test drives were fun ... and really,
we'd have probably been happy with any of them.  But I guess once you've
seen perfection, nothing else quite measures up.  And it's hard for a guy
not to telegraph how he feels ... even if he doesn't say it in so many
words.

We stopped at an Arby's for a quick supper, and throughout the meal, we
discussed the positives and negatives of everything we'd seen this
afternoon.

As the meal was coming to an end, Josh stated offhandedly, "Well, it looks
like we need to head back to the Toyota dealer and see what kind of a price
they'll give us on that black Tacoma."

"You mean it, Josh?" Tyler exclaimed, smiling from ear-to-ear.

Josh seemed to weigh a couple of things in his mind for a moment, before he
answered, "Maybe I can scrape together twenty-five thousand dollars, Tyler
... if I split it between the four of you boys, that is."  Glancing at our
younger brothers, Josh continued, "I expect this truck to last until all
four of you get through school.  And when you think of it that way,
twenty-five thousand isn't a bad price."

"Awesome!" Kaiden quickly added, as he realized the Tacoma was also going
to be part his.

Josh had made his earlier statement with a straight face.  But as we stood
to leave, Tyler embraced Josh, almost knocking him down with his
exuberance, and Josh began to laugh.  All six of us hugged right there in
the crowded dining room.

"You mean that Tyler and I won't have to pay anything on the truck?" I
asked, considering what Josh had just said.

"I didn't say that," Josh laughed.  He paused for a moment, before
continuing, "Actually Chris, all of you guys have already paid me way more
with your love, than I could ever give back to you in dollars and cents."

Wow!  So Josh felt that way about us, too.  I knew I could never, not even
in a thousand years, repay him for all he'd given to Dad, Kaiden, Tyler and
me.

I don't know what our dads ended up paying for the Tacoma.  All six of us
were glad-handed by a smiling salesman ... who congratulated us on our good
taste in pickup trucks ... we took a test drive, and afterwards, Josh
requested to see the Sales Manager.  The four of them went into a cubicle
together, while the rest of us checked out the new cars in the showroom.
When Josh and Ben emerged with a handful of important-looking documents, we
learned we were the proud owners of a shiny, new 2002 Tacoma.  The fact
that the 2003 models would be introduced in a couple of months might have
mattered to some people, but not to Tyler or me.

"Can't we take it with us, right now?" Ryan asked, as Ben herded us towards
the Suburban.

"Sorry boys," Josh laughed, tousling Ryan's unruly mop, "but I want them to
spray-on a bed liner, and they said it'll take six hours to get it ready
for delivery."  Then he added, "So we'll come back to town in the morning,
and get the license plates before picking it up."

Damn ... we'd have to wait almost a WHOLE other day!

Honestly, I don't know how we made it, but all of us muddled through
Wednesday night.  And the next morning, after Tyler and I hardly got any
sleep at all ... and not all the lost sleep was because of the sex we had
... the six of us drove back into Boulder.  The License Bureau took WAY
longer than I expected, but finally, we found ourselves at the Toyota
dealership again.  Our gleaming black Tacoma was parked just outside of the
showroom.

In the truck bed was a neatly applied, black, vinyl-looking liner, so I
guess ... MAYBE ... we could understand why it took so long.  Ben cracked a
half-baked joke about us needing the liner so we could haul manure for the
ranch.  At least, I sure HOPED he was joking!  And Kaiden held his nose,
while making a face that caused everyone to bust out laughing.

Shaking his head, Josh commented, "Let me get the keys from the salesman."

And immediately, he and Ben entered the dealership.

"This is THE hottest fuckin' truck I've ever seen!" Tyler exclaimed
proudly, slowly walking alongside the pickup while gently tracing his hand
over the front fender, the window frame, the chrome roll bar and the top of
the bed.

"It sure is," Kaiden replied with a good dose of awe and reverence in his
voice.

Tyler tried the driver's door; it was unlocked, so he stepped up and took a
seat behind the steering wheel.  The rest of us ran around behind the truck
... and after Ryan and Kaiden climbed in back ... I took the passenger's
seat.  The new-car smell was wonderful, the tall seats were firm but
comfortable and Tyler looked like he had been born to sit behind the thick,
leather-wrapped steering wheel.

It's impossible for me to describe the electricity and excitement the four
of us were experiencing that crystal-clear, Thursday morning in August.
But if those of you, who are old enough, will remember back to when you got
your first new car or truck, I'm sure you have a pretty good idea.  Even
though Tyler was the only one of us who had a driver's license on that
morning, I know each of us felt like we were part owners of the new black
pickup.

"Tyler ... I can't wait for you to drive us to football practice in the
morning," Ryan stated, as he buckled his seatbelt.

"Any time," Tyler replied with a laugh towards the rearview mirror.  "I'm
gonna need to get in a lot of driving before school starts, to break-in
this pickup really good."

"I don't even want to THINK about school starting," Kaiden commented,
shaking his head slowly.

"But Kaiden ... at least it'll be cool driving back and forth every day,"
Ryan grinned, before adding, "I always had to ride the school bus before
..."

Tyler was busy checking out all the controls, while I was leafing through
the owner's manual, calling out the interesting features I found, and
neither of us answered Kaiden or Ryan. I suppose being a chauffeur to our
younger brothers was one of the strings Josh had offhandedly mentioned to
Tyler the other day, when he said the J bar A might be able to buy the
pickup.

Moments later, we saw the salesman, a short redheaded guy who looked to be
in his late twenties.  Along with Josh and Ben, he pushed open the door
from the showroom and they walked briskly in our direction, while talking
among themselves.  When they'd almost reached the truck, Tyler opened the
driver's door.

"Morning, guys!" the salesman greeted us with a smile.  "It looks like you
four are all buckled in and ready to go."  Smiling, he dropped a set of
keys in Tyler's hand.  "I hope you guys have lots of fun in this Tacoma!"

"Thanks!  I know we will," Tyler exclaimed before adjusting the seat and
mirror to his liking.

And that was an understatement, if there ever was one!  Our new pickup
literally became an integral part of Tyler's and my lives together ... and
oh what memories we made in that truck!

***

This seems like a good spot to end chapter thirty.  For those of you who
enjoy a lot of sex in each chapter, sorry.  But I felt like this event was
important enough to devote a full chapter to.

Have a great week!  Greg