Date: Fri, 30 Apr 2010 02:38:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 26

More is Better

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant: Drew
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
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Hey, readers!  Thanks for your email after chapter 25.  I always enjoy hearing from you, especially when you tell me you had fun with the antics of the boys.  I hope you enjoy this chapter, as well ... and I'd sure appreciate an email if you did!  (fotogme11@yahoo.com)

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Chapter Twenty-six

(Kaiden gives us his take.)

Of course, I've always loved Chris as my brother ... well, except sometimes
when he's an ass toward me.  If you have an older brother, you know the
kind of stuff I'm talking about, I guess.  Earlier in the week ... after
our night together ... our brotherly bonds had grown even closer, and we
decided we weren't going to let another two months pass, before we made
love again.

Neither Chris nor Tyler was anywhere to be seen, at breakfast, though.
Eric had already fallen asleep last night; but, I was still awake, when I
heard the guy's pickup as they drove up and parked.  In the silence of the
night, I even heard the back door open and close ... but Tyler and Chris
never came upstairs ... at least, not while I was awake.  I thought maybe
they had gone downstairs to watch a movie, or something.  However, I
changed my mind, after learning they'd left their clothes scattered all
over the downstairs when they got home.  It sounded like those two had
enjoyed a LOT more fun than they would have had just watching some dumb
movie.  Too bad Eric and I didn't know what was going on in the room
beneath us, or we would have joined them!

Anyway, after a few comments about Chris and Tyler, the adults began
talking about the photo studio.  They were SURE excited over everything
that was happening with it!

Apparently they had been waiting all week for the county inspector to sign
off on some of the work.  Yesterday, he'd finally been out; so, today, Cole
... along with a couple of other guys ... would begin insulating the
building.  The new front carriage doors had also been installed on Friday,
and the HVAC contractor was scheduled to install a hanging furnace in the
building on Monday or Tuesday.  Damn ... it seemed, for a long time, that
hardly anything had happened, but, all of a sudden, things were really
moving!

As we were finishing our cereal, Josh asked, "Well, boys, since it's
supposed to be nice out, for a change, what are you planning to do today?"

"I don't know," Ryan laughed, glancing in the direction of his boyfriend.
"I haven't really thought about it yet, since we just got out of bed."

Nodding, Josh smiled.

"So it's gonna be really nice out?" I questioned, before drinking my last
couple of swallows of milk.

"Almost eighty this afternoon," Josh answered.  "At least, that's what the
weatherman said this morning."

"Sweet!" I said, with a big grin.  I looked over at Eric, who was pouring
himself a little more cereal.  "Eric, maybe we can do a little skinny
dipping after lunch ... at least, if there's still any water in the creek."

"Hey, you'll like that swimming hole, Eric," Ryan immediately agreed.

"Cool," Eric replied, grinning broadly.

"But ... I guess I'll spend my day with you, Cole," Ryan added, in a quiet
voice.

"Sure, Ryan, if that's really what you want to do," Cole responded, looking
squarely into Ryan's deep green eyes.  "But I think you ought to at least
spend the afternoon with the guys, and have yourself some real fun."

Ryan seemed to think for a moment before answering.

"Are you sure?" he asked his college-man lover.

"You bet I am!" Cole declared, reaching over and ruffling Ryan's long hair.

That seemed to settle it ... for all of us, actually.  Smiling, Ryan told
us that he'd go swimming with us after lunch, and, after clearing away our
dirty dishes, several of us headed outside to the photo studio.  The sun
was shining brightly from a typical, cloudless, and very blue, Colorado
sky.  The weatherman had been right; it was already getting warm out!
Someone had swung the new carriage house doors open wide, letting the
morning sunlight and warmth into the studio.

"G'morning, Chance; hey, Miguel," Cole called out, greeting the cowboys who
were busy opening a second roll of yellow, fiberglass insulation.

From behind a white dust mask, Miguel replied, "Look who finally decided to
show up."  When he pulled off his mask, he was smiling broadly.  "And he
brought help with him, too."

"Not today ... we're just here to watch," Ryan laughed, nodding toward Eric
and me.

"Damn," Chance laughed, while running a razor knife along the bottom edge
of a fiberglass bat, "and here I thought we'd get all you guys to pitch
in."  He tossed a small piece of trimmed-off fiberglass aside.  "It's a lot
of fun..."

Yeah, right!  Working with itchy fiberglass didn't sound like all that much
fun to me.  But, the three of us watched the men for a little while, as
they filled the bays between the 2 x 4 furring strips with insulation.
Three men made quick work of everything.  By the time us guys decided to
head over to the Lopez house, the short, back wall of the studio had been
completely insulated, floor to ceiling.

A week after his accident, Carlos still had some pain in his finger.
However, he didn't take pain medicine all the time anymore ... only if the
pain was really bad.  The once-white bandage was a dirty gray.  I defy any
boy to keep his hands clean, even if one of his fingers is wrapped in many
layers of gauze, and he is told not to get it wet or dirty.  The twin had a
follow-up visit with the surgeon, on Monday, to see how the finger was
healing.  If Carlos' spirits were any indication, he would be doing just
fine!

I knocked on the back door of the Lopez house.

"Hola, chicos!"  The twins' mom greeted us, cheerily.  A big smile crossed
her brown-skinned face.  "Let me guess; you aren't here to see me, I bet."

"No, ma'am," I laughed, smiling back.  "Are David and Carlos up yet?

"Just a second; I'll call them," she answered.

"Thanks, Mrs. Lopez," I replied.

"David!  Carlos!  There's someone at the door for you!" she called out, in
a motherly voice.

Moments later, the twins raced into view.

"Hey, Kaiden!" Carlos exclaimed, pulling a T-shirt over his head, as he
approached the door.  "David will be right out."

I stepped out of the doorway, and Carlos gave me a high-five with his good
hand, when he passed.

"What are you guys gonna do today?" our friend asked, glancing in the
direction of Ryan and Eric.

"'Cause it's so sunny and warm, we're going swimming after lunch," Eric
responded.

"Damn!" Carlos exclaimed, lifting his bad finger.  "And I'm not supposed to
get this wet!"

While we were talking, David joined us in the backyard, and the five of us
began to wander aimlessly between a few of the buildings.  In the warm,
bright sunshine of that October morning, we laughed and joked among
ourselves.  None of us were really paying any attention to what we were
doing, or where we were going, and before any of us knew it, we had
wandered down the ranch road, halfway to the highway.

Suddenly looking around, I stopped and laughed. "Guys, where are we going,
anyway?"

"Don't ask me," David commented, shrugging his shoulders.  "I was just
following you guys."

"Well, then, let's turn back," I stated, reversing my direction and
starting back toward civilization.

We'd just begun to retrace our steps, when we heard the sound of an engine
and car tires on the road behind us.  Turning our heads, as one, we saw a
dark green Mercedes sedan ... which belonged to Josh's lawyer ... motoring
slowly toward us.  The silver-haired driver tapped the horn and waved, as
he passed.  Most of us raised our hands in recognition.

"I wonder what he's doing out here today?" Ryan questioned, watching the
car disappear around a curve in the road.  Although all of us had seen
Josh's attorney plenty of times, he didn't make it out to the ranch often.
When he paid us a visit, it was usually for something important.

Even though none of us knew why he was visiting, we weren't in any hurry to
get home and find out.  The five of us slowly wandered back in the general
direction of the ranch buildings, enjoying the awesome Indian summer
weather.  The lawyer's car was parked next to our Tacoma, and, as we walked
around the house, Josh, Tim, Ben, Tina, and the attorney were sitting in
lawn chairs, talking.  Tim stood when he saw us, before glancing at Josh
for a second.  With a smile on his face, he headed in our direction.

"Uh-oh, I don't like the looks of this," Eric stated, a vacant, worried
expression crossing his face.

"Hey, Boys!" Tim greeted, cheerily.

"What's going on?" Eric sheepishly asked.  "Is this about me?"

"Yes, son, it is about you," Tim replied.  "But it's not anything bad, if
you're worried about that."  Smiling, he ruffled Eric's hair.  "You can
join us, if you'd like ... or not.  It's up to you."

Shrugging his shoulders, Eric answered, "How long will it take?"

"Not long, Eric.  I think the attorney would like to say 'hi' to you,
though," Dad commented, with another smile.

"Okay, then," Eric sighed.  "I guess."

"Good!" Tim stated, wrapping his arm around Eric's slumping shoulders.
"Everything is going to be okay; don't worry."

"If you say so," Eric smiled wanly.

The twins, Ryan and I just stood there, as Eric and Dad began to walk away.
After taking a step or two, Tim glanced back in our direction.

"Boys, I think you'd better run along now," he said, in a gentle voice.

I was about to disagree, saying I wanted to know what was going on, but I
didn't.

"Why don't we call Devon, and see if he wants to go skinny dipping with
us?" David suggested, hooking both thumbs in the front pockets of his
sagging jeans, pulling them down a little more.  A two inch-wide band of
smooth, brown skin, along with a few tufts of pubic hair, were visible
beneath the bottom hem of his too small, body-hugging, white T-shirt.

"Yeah!" Ryan agreed.  "Let's go inside and call him, right now."

As one, the four of us hurried past Eric and the adults. I pulled open the
back door, rushed inside, and took the phone from its cradle. The clock on
the microwave read 11:28, as I dialed a number from memory.  The phone rang
for a while, before Jared finally answered it.

"Hey, Jared," I began, "is Devon there?"

"Nope.  He went to town with Mom and Dad a while ago, and he's not back
yet," our neighbor replied, before chuckling.  "Sorry it took so long to
answer the phone, Kaiden, but I was up in our room, watching porn and
taking care of business."

I laughed, as Ryan set a can of Pepsi on the counter beside me.

"I didn't mean to cut your fun short, Jared," I added, popping open the
soda can and taking a drink.

"It's okay; I'm still hard and stroking it," he laughed.

I imagined him standing by the phone ... his awesome, tanned body naked as
the day he was born ... slowly fondling his throbbing teenaged meat, while
he talked to me.  My hand automatically dropped to my groin, petting my
suddenly hard member, too.

"Well, would you tell him that some of us guys are going to the swimming
hole this afternoon for a little fun?"

"Sure, I will, Kaiden; what time?" he replied.

"Um..." I glanced at the clock.  "...around one, maybe?"

"I'll let him know," Jared answered.  "He'll be there, I bet."

"Sweet!" I laughed.  "You have fun."

"Oh, I am," Jared assured me.  "I'll tell Devon you called."

"Thanks, Jared!" I replied, smiling.

He said goodbye to me in typical Jared fashion ... by not really saying
goodbye at all.

"Jared's gonna let his brother know," I said, while hanging up the phone.
I took another long drink of Pepsi.

"Cool!" David stated, laughing.  "I hope he'll be able to go swimming with
us after lunch."

"Yeah," Ryan agreed, for all of us.

After we finished our Pepsi's, David opened the kitchen door and stepped
outside, with the three of us following right behind him.  The adults were
standing in front of their chairs, while Ben was hugging Eric to his side.

"Everything is going to work out, Josh.  We've got the law on our side,"
the attorney said, in a rich bass voice.  He looked from person to person.
"I'll be in touch with all of you."  Then, he added, "You keep your chin
up, Eric ... you hear."

Eric smiled hesitantly, as the adults shook the lawyer's hand.  Then, all
of us followed the silver-haired gentleman to his car, seeing him off.

"What was that all about, Eric?" I asked my boyfriend.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I suppose there's gonna be another hearing about who gets custody of me in
a couple of weeks," he replied, with a loud sigh.  "I guess I'm gonna have
to talk to the judge again ... and, it sounds to me like they might take me
away from here, if we lose."

"Damn!" I exclaimed, shaking my head.

"Don't you worry about it, Eric ... or you either, Kaiden," Josh stated.
Smiling broadly, he wielded a mock right in the direction of Eric's
shoulder.  He pulled up at the last second, as Eric flinched and laughed.
"We're not going to let anything happen to you ... you hear?"

Eric nodded and smiled, as Josh hugged the guy I loved.

I suppose, before coming to the J bar A, Eric had never been given much
reason to trust that adults were looking out for his best interest.  But,
maybe, that was beginning to change.  Yeah ... there had been a few bad
times.  However, a lot of good had happened in his life over the weeks he'd
lived with us, too.  Not just in his life, either ... I know I sure wasn't
complaining!

Ben said he was going to take a peak inside the studio, and, as a group,
all of us followed.  It was amazing how much Cole, Chance, and Miguel had
accomplished in a couple of short hours!  Except for the front wall, and
about half of one long wall, the interior of the studio was now a sickly
yellow color.  Only a few bundles of insulation remained unopened in the
middle of the room.

Josh stopped just inside the doorway.  With his hands on his hips, he
surveyed the room, before exclaiming, "Looking REAL good, guys!"

Miguel pulled off his mask; and, with a grin, he answered, "Well, we'd be
farther along, if Cole wasn't such a screw-up!"

"Hey, watch what you're saying about my boyfriend," Ryan shot back,
standing up for Cole.

Miguel shrugged.  "What can I say?  Sometimes the truth hurts."  He laughed
loudly, before putting on his mask again.

"I think we'd better just leave them alone, to finish whatever it is
they're doing," Josh commented in Ryan's direction.  In a louder voice, he
added, "Keep up the good work, guys."

After lunch, us guys filled a few canteens with water and saddled our
horses.  Twenty minutes later, we approached the bushes that lined
St. Vrain Creek.  They were still a lush green, though the surrounding
fields were parched from the dry summer and fall.  Although the sound of
flowing water filled the air, the creek was only a shadow of what it had
been back in July.  We wouldn't be able to swing on ropes and drop into the
water, but that didn't stop us from chucking our clothes as soon as we'd
tied our horses.

The bright sun felt awesome on my naked skin, warming it nicely ... but
just underneath the sun's warmth was a hint of a chill.  It WAS late
October, remember!  I stepped into the creek with both feet, and quickly
hopped back onto the shore.  Fuck!  The water was like ice!

Maybe, if I had been there by myself, I wouldn't have gone in.  I mean
... the water WAS freezing ... but, cold water has NEVER stopped me from
swimming, if I'm with friends.  While everybody complained, within a couple
of minutes, all of us ... except for Carlos ... were in the creek and wet
from head to toe.  There was barely enough water for swimming, but that
didn't stop us from goofing around with each other.  We splashed, yelled,
joked, laughed, and just had a good time being boys.

The cold water really did a number on our cocks and balls, though
... something I sure noticed after a few minutes, when we joined Carlos on
the blankets he had spread around.  While Carlos had an impressive semi,
and his balls hung low, David's equipment ... both his dick and balls
... were drawn up into his body.  I gotta tell you it REALLY looked weird,
seeing the twins together like that!

All of us stretched-out on the blankets, to let the sun bake our bodies
dry.  And, as most of us enjoyed the warmth of bright sun on tanned skin,
our equipment began to return to normal.  Being the horny, eighth-grade
boys we were, it didn't take long for our hands to find our favorite
playthings ... our cocks.  In no time, five, creamy loads covered our
bellies.  Each of us enjoyed a tasty, protein snack as we cleaned off the
boy next to us.  We were quiet and relaxing in the afterglow from our
orgasms, when David spoke up.

"It sounds like Devon must be bringing the ATV," he stated, sitting up and
glancing away to our northeast.

Sure enough.  Over the noise of babbling water, we heard the roar of a
motor.  It seemed to be approaching fast, from the general direction of the
Myers ranch.

"I didn't know Devon's dad let him drive, yet," Ryan commented, shaking his
head.

"Me, either," David agreed, "but it's cool that he will."

"Yeah ... I'm gonna have to let Josh know about that," Ryan laughed.  "I
think he ought to let US drive ATVs too!"

We had a couple of ATVs around the ranch, but I had never seen anybody use
them for pleasure.  They did come in handy for hauling small loads from the
barn to the fields, however.  The sound of the motor just kept getting
louder, until, finally, the small, four-wheeled vehicle popped into view
around a bend in the creek.  BOTH Jared and Devon were aboard ... and Jared
was doing the driving.  He piloted the ATV to a stop near where we sat on
the blankets.  Water dripped from the vehicle, as he turned off the engine;
obviously, they had just crossed the creek.

"Hey, Jared!" I exclaimed.  "I sure didn't expect you out here today!"

As I was greeting Jared, David welcomed Devon.

"But you're glad to see me, I bet," Jared laughed, climbing out of the all
terrain vehicle.  He glanced around for a second.  "So, it's just you
pipsqueaks out here today."

"Yeah," I chuckled, "Chris and Tyler had a long night, I think."

"Hmmmmm, I bet I'd like to hear MORE about that," Jared replied,
unbuttoning both overall straps.

He toed off his sneaks, before letting the soft denim work clothes slip off
his naked hips and down his muscular legs to the ground.  Fuck ... every
time I saw Jared's tanned, teen-boy hard body, I got a powerful erection
... and today was no exception!  His awesome-looking, slender cock was
really throbbing, too.  Even from several feet away, I could see it jerk
upward with every beat of our friend's heart.  Jared stepped out of the
overalls, leaving them in a tangled ball.

"What's the water like?" Devon asked, while quickly undressing.  His hard
prick stuck straight out from his little boy's hairless body.

"What do you think?" Ryan chuckled.  "It's cold!"  He fisted his mostly
hard manhood.  "At least, my cock's back to its normal size."

Eric smiled at Ryan, before adding, "Yeah, the water's cold, Devon, but I'M
ready to go back in."

It was just as hard for me to make myself get into the water the second
time as it had been the first ... and I think the other guys agreed with
me.  But, like before, we had a good time, after our bodies finally
adjusted to the freezing water.  Since the water was almost too shallow for
swimming, the six of us chose up sides for some splash warfare: Ryan, Eric,
and me against Jared, Devon, and David.

After deciding on the boundaries for our battlefield, the war began.
Carlos hopped around, at the edge of the water, shouting encouragement to
his brother's team.  I don't know if it helped them, or not ... probably,
it was because David and Jared were older than the rest of us that my team
got clobbered by the other guys.  Carlos sure enjoyed cheering them on,
though.

Anyway, after a while, Jared got tired of splashing and said he was going
to get out of the water.  Saying he had to warm-up, Jared waded to shore.
Laughing, Carlos said something to him, and the two of them headed toward
the blankets.  Right away, Carlos dropped to the ground, as Jared toweled
off.

"Hey, Kaiden ... are you still playing or what?" Devon asked.  Immediately
after he got my attention, he beat at the chilly water, sending a tsunami
in my direction.

"I'm gonna get you for that," I exclaimed, slapping the water hard.

Both Eric and I rushed Devon ... well, as fast as a couple of guys can rush
in three feet of water ... ignoring the water he splashed toward us.  I
think we surprised Devon, especially when Eric and I ganged up on our
friend, dunking him mercilessly.  I bet we must have spent a good three
hours in and around the creek that afternoon.  It was an awesome time with
some great friends!  But like all good times, it came to an end WAY too
soon!

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Speaking of ending, I'm going to end this chapter right here.  After all
the sex in the last few chapters, this one was very tame.  But, knowing our
guys, I don't think that's going to last for long!

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!  Why not email me if you did?
(fotogme11@yahoo.com)

Greg

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