Date: Tue, 13 Jul 2010 04:16:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 31

More is Better

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

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This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places,
events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
sex between family members and their friends, and is written solely for the
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Hey guys!  I'm so sorry for the delay in posting new chapters!  But the
last few weeks have been incredibly hectic.  As long time readers know, I
haven't tried to write during the summer, but since I haven't finished this
story, I thought I might try this year.  I'm not sure it's going to work,
though.  Damn...  I'm looking at what I need to accomplish work-wise this
summer and how much I need to write to finish this part of the continuing
saga, and shake my head.  Something has to give, and it has been the story.
Honestly, I'm not sure if I will continue to try to write over the summer
or wait until the fall.  I have one more chapter partially completed, so I
will post it, at any rate.  As long-time readers know, I've made a
commitment to my readers that I would never leave them in the lurch,
wondering how a story was going to end.  And I plan to continue writing
about these guys for quite some time.  Anyway, I apologize again!  I k now
how difficult it is to only have sporadic posts to read.

I hope all of you enjoy this chapter!

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Chapter Thirty-one

(It's still Kaiden talking.)

David and Devon didn't return to Spin the Bottle that night.  I suppose
they had their own private game, though.  I'm sure it was lots better than
the one the rest of us were playing, anyway ... not that we didn't have
fun.  All of us really enjoyed ourselves during the next several rounds.

One kiss, in particular, stands out in my mind.  Colton, who, before the
party, had never kissed another guy, got plenty of chances that night.
Damn!  At first, he was painfully shy, but he was such a good looking guy
... and hot as hell, dressed as a skateboarder.  I don't know if it was
just by chance that guys kept landing on him, or, maybe, they were trying
for him.  After a little while, though, he REALLY seemed to be enjoying all
the attention ... especially, the kiss he got from Brad.

It was on the fourth or fifth round, and the game was winding down, when
Brad spun the bottle.  It landed on Colton for the second time in a row
... probably not a coincidence ... and, with a big smile on his face, Brad
wrapped his arms around the guy sitting next to him, while planting 'the'
kiss on his lips.  Wow!  All of us saw it; it was like sparks flew, or
bells rang, or something.  Suddenly, those two guys were into each other,
big time!

As everyone watched, a few guys started cheering them on.  Soon, most of us
... except for Jared, who forlornly looked away ... were.

"Dude, that was amazing!" Brad exclaimed, when their lips finally parted
for a second.

Colton didn't reply, but kissed Brad again, while running his hands under
Brad's slouchy, skater-boy shirt.  At the time, I didn't know anything
about Colton, but I later learned that he had always considered himself to
be straight.  Until that night, that is...  I didn't really know what Brad
had beneath his shirt ... I mean, whether he had a hard body, or not
... but Colton sure seemed to like what he found there.  And Brad was going
crazy with the attention, as Colton broke the kiss, before pulling off
Brad's shirt.

Yeah ... while he didn't have much muscle definition, he had a lean body
all right.

Colton tugged off his own shirt ... another lean body ... and the two boys
wrapped their arms around each other, as they slowly lay to the floor.
Brad groped Colton's crotch through his baggy shorts, causing the once-shy
boy to groan deeply.  Pleased with the reaction, Brad began to stroke the
nice-sized member in earnest.  And, of course, Colton expressed his
pleasure the way any boy would, by reaching for Brad's obviously hard dick.

The sight of those two guys making out signaled the end of the game.  I
mean, we tried four or five more spins, but, though it had been a blast,
everybody was more interested in having fun with his lover than continuing.
When we paired up, Jared and Carlos just sat there for a second, before
Jared smiled and held out his arms to the younger twin.  For as long as I'd
known Carlos, though he professed to be straight, he had enjoyed doing sexy
stuff with the rest of us guys.  He didn't waste any time in embracing
Jared, and, as I kissed Eric, I noticed the older boy pull Carlos' jersey
over his head.  Jared's mouth dropped to Carlos' tit; and, from what I
could tell, he gently took the nipple between his teeth.

Carlos moaned loudly.

"Oh, yeah, Jared!" he exclaimed, lifting his chin until it pointed skyward.
He sucked in his already taut belly, as he leaned back on his hands.

As we were making out, someone put in the Backstreet Boys' first CD.  They
were one of my favorite boy bands, and some of the songs on their first CD
are awesome!  "We've Got it Goin' On" was first up, and after I pulled Eric
to his feet, we began to dance.

"Let's get rid of these shirts," I suggested, while unbuttoning my
tight-fitting, patrolman's shirt.

"Oh, yeah," Eric agreed, eagerly pulling his sweatshirt over his head.

I don't know if we had anything to do with it, or not, because several guys
weren't wearing shirts to begin with, but naked torsos were soon the rule
and not the exception.  I suppose neither Eric nor I were what you'd call
good dancers; we didn't care, though.  We ground our crotches together,
erotically, and just had a good time!

The CD player must have been set for random play, because, though "Get Down
(You're the One for Me)" wasn't the next song on the CD, it began to play.

"Yeah, man, go for it!" I laughed, as Eric began to quickly shake his booty
in time to the music.  He made a couple of sexy pelvic thrusts, before
shaking his ass some more.  All the while he had the biggest grin on his
face.

Fuck, I love that guy!

"Come, on, Kaiden; get with it," Eric urged, fingering his hard dick.  He
spoke the words to the song, in rap, as the Backstreet Boys sang: "'Get
down ... get down ... and move it all around.'"

"Oh, yeah!" I replied, while trying my best to shake my ass the way my
boyfriend was doing.  "Eric, 'you're the one for me; you're my ecstasy!'''

"Get a load of my baby brother trying to show off," Chris chuckled to
Jared, Tyler, and Carlos, while looking right at me.

"I think it looks WAY hot!" Carlos answered, his pearly-white teeth
gleaming in his brown skinned face.

"It looks WAY something," Chris laughed, turning to Tyler and beginning to
dance.

I suppose, because of the way things had gone earlier in the evening, I was
feeling especially bold toward Chris.  Hey ... I was never afraid of him,
anyway ... and, without hesitation, I took out my paddle, quickly crossing
the few feet to my brother.  He wasn't looking at me, as I gave him a hard
swat across his firm butt cheeks.

'SMACK!'

"What the fuck?" Chris snarled, turning to face me.  "Bro, I've had all of
this shit I'm gonna take."

With a lightning-fast move, he grabbed hold of me.  I flailed the paddle at
him a couple of times, not doing any damage to speak of, before he yanked
it out of my hand and dropped it to the floor.  I squirmed and struggled,
but without success.  Damn, I'd forgotten just how STRONG Chris was!  I
guess all the time he spent in the gym, working out, had paid off.  He
plopped down on a nearby bale of straw, pulling me with him.

For as long as I live, I'll never forget what happened next.

"Tyler, help me here," Chris said, as I squirmed mightily, worried what
might be going to happen.  "Pull down his shorts."

Suddenly, I was REALLY afraid!  My dick, which had been rock-hard only
moments earlier, went limp.  I kicked my legs, as Tyler tugged at my
shorts, struggled to pull them over my shoes, and finally tossed them
aside.

"Cut that out, Kaiden, or it'll go worse for you," Chris stated,
matter-of-factly, before adding, "Hand me the paddle, Tyler."

"No way, Chris!" I shouted, sorry I'd ever swatted him in the first place.
I DID stop kicking, though.

"Chris, leave Kaiden alone!" Eric exclaimed, hurrying to my defense.  But
Jared held him at bay.

"Give your brother what he deserves," Jared commented, in the direction of
Chris, while smiling evilly.

Fixing my terror-stricken, brown eyes on Tim, I called out, "Da-ad!"

Dad glanced in our direction, stared at Chris for a long moment, but
... though he kept his eyes on both of us ... made no move to help me.

"He can't help you, little bro," Chris laughed, taking the paddle from his
lover and touching it to my exposed butt cheeks a couple of times, as if
measuring the distance for his first swing.

Panicky, I squirmed some, when Chris raised his right hand ... the one
holding the paddle ... high above his head.  Unfortunately, he still held
me in a death-grip with his left arm.  Dad took a couple of steps towards
us, and opened his mouth, as if to speak, before he stopped.  If Dad was
gonna let Chris spank me, then he must have felt like I deserved it.
Tensing up my body, I resigned myself to the inevitable blow.  I would take
my punishment like a man and try not to cry.

Chris brought the paddle down fast; I felt the wind from his first swing
against my bare ass.

But little more ... Chris only tapped me with it!

While Tyler and Jared laughed, Eric and I sighed with relief, as Chris
tapped me a couple more times.  Sensuously, my brother rubbed the paddle
over my butt and up and down my crack.  Spreading my legs with it, he
pressed the end against my exposed sphincter, causing me to moan.

"Yeah, fuck him with that thing," Tyler, the nurse, laughed again, shaking
his sexy head.  "I've got my first aid kit with me for afterwards!"

Though Chris didn't take Tyler's advice, as quickly as it went soft, my
dick plumped back up.

"Don't think you're gonna get off THAT easy," Chris laughed, giving me a
couple of stinging, but not all that hard, swats.  They DID hurt, though.
Chris had never punished me before ... I mean, we wrestled and fought a
little, like all brothers, I guess ... but he'd never spanked me.  But his
'punishment' was tempered with his love, I suppose ... so it wasn't too
bad.  Anyway, he lifted his arm from off my naked torso, while saying,
"Bro, crawl off my lap, so your face is down on the floor."

"If you drop that paddle," I replied, not sure what he had in mind.

"Do I have to?" my big brother chuckled, holding the wicked-looking paddle
out for me to see, before tossing it aside.

Right-away, I crawled off his lap; Chris took hold of my coltish legs and
gently placed them on his shoulders.  Then, leaning forward, he lovingly
kissed my burning cheeks, before wetly licking the firm, fleshy globes.
Fuck ... this was gonna be fun!  Maybe spankings weren't so bad, after all
... at least if they always ended like this one.

"If You Want It to Be Good Girl (Get Yourself a Bad Boy)" ... which was the
last song on the CD, and one of their very best, if you ask me ... began to
play.  The strong rhythm and sensual lyrics made it a great song to make
out to, but it was also perfect for dancing.  Well, I wouldn't be dancing
right then, but I hoped Chris had make out plans for me, at the very least.

"Fuckin' A!" Luke's deep voice cried out from across the room, as Samantha
agreed, "Yeah, you bad boy, you!"  With muscles rippling, as he danced,
Luke ground his almost naked body against his girlfriend's hip.

Even Amy ... of all people ... seemed to be getting into the music.  She
was letting the Emo Robert rub his obviously hard, though clothed, dick
against her body, as they danced.  Maybe this would finally be the night
Robert got some from her.  For HIS sake, I sure hoped it was!

My attention was suddenly drawn from the dance floor, however, when Chris
spread my cheeks with his fingers and began to toy with my pucker.  And
moments later, as he began to chow down on my sphincter, everything else
was reduced to a blur.  Relentlessly, his tongue probed my eager hole.  I
vaguely remember that other guys were making out, but I couldn't tell you
who was doing it with who.  I was lost in the awesome sensations Chris was
giving to me!

My cock was throbbing mightily; I wanted to jack it SO bad, but resisted
the urge.  Was I EVER glad I did, as, moments later, Chris slid his shorts
down his legs, while standing to his feet.  At the same time, I tucked my
head under, until my shoulders and neck were resting on the floor.

Chris grabbed hold of my waist, so I didn't fall, and while slightly
lifting one foot, he instructed, in an urgent voice, "Bro, get them off of
me, right now!"

"Um, yeah," I answered, struggling to pull the bunched-up material over his
shoe.  I couldn't do it, so finally, I tugged off his shoe, too.  He kicked
his foot a couple of times, and the shorts fell off.

Without giving me a chance to take off his other shoe, Chris immediately
lifted that foot, shorts and all.  I wondered what he was planning, but,
when he stepped between my legs so our bodies formed sort of an 'x', I had
an idea.  I was SURE, moments later, when I felt the head of his
spit-covered dick against my pucker.

"Fuck, yeah, Chris!" I exclaimed huskily, relaxing my sphincter as much as
I could.  "Go for it, bro!"

While squatting over me, he smirked, before replying urgently, "Oh, believe
me, I'm gonna give you your medicine."

I KNOW I couldn't have done it when I was 13 and hard, but even when I was
Chris' age, I don't think I could get my dick to point down enough to fuck
another guy.  Somehow, though, Chris was able to.  In one stroke, he was
inside me as far as he could go.  He pulled out most of the way, before
jamming it back in again.

Maybe Chris still looked at it as punishing me, but I think he was past all
of that.  The sensations of Chris making love to my ass ... not just
fucking me ... along with the rush of blood to my head, made for quite a
combination!  I grasped hold of his hairy, lower legs, while urging him on.
Chris didn't need my encouragement, however; I'm pretty sure of that.
Placing a hand on each of my calves, Chris spread my legs wide, as his
throbbing dick pushed in forcefully, and slowly pulled out ... over and
over.

All of a sudden, I felt precum traveling down my shaft.  Was there ever a
gallon of it ... wow!  Once it made it through my slit, it just kept
coming.  Soon a long string of the clear, viscous liquid was dangling from
the head of my dick.  It broke off, dropping onto my neck, but was
immediately replaced by another, even longer thread.  I've just gotta shake
my head in wonder, 'cause I'd never made precum like that before.  It was
fuckin' amazing, no doubt about it!

I don't know how long my sexy, older brother made love to my ass, but I
enjoyed each and every moment of it!  At one point, I let go of Chris'
ankle with the shorts around it, as my fist eagerly encircled my steely
shaft.  I began to pump it like there was no tomorrow, and, in seconds, I
was right on the edge of cumming.  I paused for a couple of seconds, to
catch my breath.

"Yeah, go for it, Kaiden!"

It was Eric's voice urging me on.  Damn, in all the excitement, I'd even
lost track of my boyfriend.  I don't know if he had just been standing
there, watching Chris and me, all the time, or not.

Squeezing my cock firmly, I went for broke ... and, of course, my penis
didn't disappoint me. As I clamped my ass muscles around Chris' thick pole,
I began to shoot onto my face and neck.

"Fuckin' shit, bro!" Chris exclaimed, pulling his shaft out of my ass.  I
felt SO empty, as he fisted his dick, jacking it hard and very fast.  "I'm
gonna nut!  Oh, fuck!  I'm gonna nut!" he cried out.

I felt his white-hot seed squirt onto my ass, before Chris used his fingers
to push the cum into my obviously gaping hole.  With a final orgasmic
shiver, Chris stepped from between my legs.  As gracefully as possible, I
rolled onto my knees.

"You can punish me anytime, Chris!" I said, with a smile.

He just grinned and shook his head.

"That was SO hot, Kaiden," Eric declared, while taking my hand and helping
me to my feet.  Damn, I felt lightheaded, after having had my legs above my
head for so long.  Tentatively, he added, "I - I hope you're still gonna
want scrawny me, after being with a hunk like Chris."

Smiling, I wrapped my arms around my boyfriend.

"You don't have anything to worry about Eric," I replied, hugging him
tightly.  "You're the guy for me."

He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me in a vice-like grip.  Sometimes
a guy takes another guy for granted, not really realizing he's done it.  I
hope I've never done that with Eric, but I'm sure I probably have.  But,
right then, the bond of love between Eric and me was so strong you couldn't
have pried us apart, if you'd tried.

"Way to go, dude!" Cole exclaimed, causing both Eric and me to glance in
the direction of his voice.

With his skater's shorts pooled around his ankles, and legs spread as wide
as possible, Brad was sort of standing.  I mean, he was upright, but bent
forward, with his head near the floor and his hands on his ankles.  Colton,
wearing a blindfold, and little more, was obviously clueless, as he seemed
to search for Brad.  His throbbing, lube-slicked, seven inches pointing the
way, Colton groped around with his hands.  Guys scurried out of his way
whenever he came near them; Brad was the only one who didn't move.

"Come on, Kaiden, let's check that out," Eric suggested, with his patented
smile, as I collected my shorts and stepped into them.

"You're going the wrong way, Colton," Chris said, laughing loudly.

Colton turned in the direction of Chris' voice.

"He's not over here, either!" my brother added, with a wink in my
direction.

Colton wandered around for a while, getting misleading directions from
everyone, before his fumbling hands happened to brush against Brad's ass
cheeks.

"Finally!" Colton exclaimed, smiling broadly.  His fist reached for his
dick, swiping it over the left cheek, before discovering Brad's crack.  In
no time, Colton found what he was searching for, as he jammed his manhood
up into Brad.

"Shit, Colton, take it a little easy!" Brad called out, causing Colton to
withdraw.

"Sorry ... it was my first time," Colton divulged, blushing deeply.  "I
hope I didn't hurt you TOO bad."  Smiling, as he pulled off the blindfold,
he asked, "Who gets this next?"  He held it high above his head, waving it
around.

With a smile, Robert snatched it from Colton's hand.

"That'd be me," Robert said.

"Jared ... it looks like you're up next, too," Tim stated.  It seemed like
he was in charge of this variation on 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey'.

"Sure," Jared replied, while flipping up the hooker-girl micro-mini skirt
which barely covered his ass cheeks.  After assuming the same position as
Brad had been in, he wagged his butt at Robert.  In a girlish voice, he
added, "Come and get it, QB1 ... if you think you can get your two inches
inside me, that is!"

"Your ass is gonna WISH two inches!" Robert smirked, taking the bottle of
ID glide from Cole.  He lubed his throbbing dick, before donning the
blindfold.

"Can you see anything?" Tim asked; and after Robert shook his head 'no',
Dad spun him around a few times.

Searching blindly, Robert's fingers groped Dad's awesome, manly chest and
taut, hairy belly.

"Nice muscles!" Robert declared, smiling broadly.  "Hmmmmmmm ... no way
that's Jared, though," he laughed.  "He's still got a kid's body!"

Several guys snickered, and, probably because he had some good muscle
definition, it was all Jared could do to keep his mouth shut.  Poor Robert,
though ... since Jared didn't play fair.  Whenever he was close to being
found, he would quietly move out of the way, leaving our quarterback friend
confused.  At one point, after Jared had avoided Robert for the third or
fourth time, Amy stepped up to him with a huge smile on her face.  She
whispered something to Jared, who shook his head in agreement, before
moving aside for her.

"Try over here, sweetheart," Amy called out.

"Aa-meee," Robert sighed, shaking his head. But he stumbled in the
direction of his girlfriend's voice.  This time, Jared stayed put, and
Robert found him right away.  "Finally!" he exclaimed, with a smile of
relief.

Even with all the wandering around, Robert's uncut dick was still
throbbing, as he took it in his hand and skinned back the head.  After
spreading his legs and squatting some, our hispanic friend's cock homed-in
on Jared's pucker without much trouble.  In seconds, Robert impaled him
fully.

"Unnnnh!" Jared grunted, obviously more used to being on the giving end.
He took it like a man, though, as Robert pulled out and thrust in again.

With a sudden urgency, Amy fingered her crotch through her skirt.  "That is
SO hot!" she declared, her eyes never leaving the coupling of the two
football players.

Everyone agreed with what she had said, urging Robert on to bigger and
better things.

Robert must have needed to cum really bad!  While I wasn't sure if cumming
was supposed to be part of the game, on his fourth or fifth stroke, he
tensed up and began to unload in Jared's ass.

"Oh, fuck, yeah!" he exclaimed, pulling his spurting manhood completely out
of Jared's ass, before ramming it in to the hilt.  His body began to shake
uncontrollably from his orgasm, before Jared stood, flipped the hair out of
his eyes like any self-respecting hooker might, and pecked Robert on the
lips.

"That'll be twenty bucks," Jared said with a straight face.  He held out
his palm.

"You're a cheap fuck, Jared," Robert answered, pulling his cum-slicked cock
from Jared's ass.

"That's for DAMN sure!" Tyler agreed, as Robert collected his pants and
reached for his wallet.

Robert grinned at Tyler, before continuing, "But, Jared, if I'd known you
were gonna charge me, I'd have taken my time!"

"Well, what did you expect from a hooker, anyway ... a freebee?" Jared
laughed, taking the bill from Robert and stuffing it in his halter top.

Changing the subject, Amy shook her head.  "Wow, Robert ... I never knew it
would be so intense for you."

"For sure," Robert said, in a suddenly serious voice.  He looked deep into
his girlfriend's eyes, before adding, "Jared, dressed like that, you're
cute and all; and fucking you was awesome; but, no offense, I'd have much
rather been doing it with Amy."

He lovingly embraced Amy, before she tightly wrapped her arms around her
boyfriend.  They kissed very, VERY passionately.

"Um, guys," Tim chuckled, holding several condoms high.  "Before things get
out of hand, I think you two better have these."

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I think I'm going to end this chapter right here.  I hope all of you
enjoyed reading it!  Of course, I'd sure like to hear from you if you did!
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