Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2008 02:33:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Us Guys ch 9

Us Guys

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.

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Thanks for your comments after chapter eight.

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Chapter Nine

(Tim narrates)

When I woke up the next morning in Kaiden's bed, my son's upper body was
spread over my chest.  He was still asleep, breathing slowly; and not
wanting to wake him, I gently ran my fingers through his shaggy blonde hair
as I thought back to last night.

Kaiden had said he enjoyed "Rudy".  It was now on my list of all-time
favorites among feel good movies, too.  But as good as the movie had been,
I'd enjoyed the closeness with my son more.  Throughout the flick, Kaiden
had snuggled up next to me, first leaning against my chest and then laying
in my lap.

Only hours before I'd tickled him mercilessly.  But as we watched the
movie, he just lay there as I massaged the soft skin of his naked, tanned
chest.  And I admit it ... I was getting hard as I was doing it.  While I
don't know what was running through my son's brain, I couldn't help but
wonder if maybe he'd planned it that way.  Because when he noticed ... I
guess it's difficult to keep a stiff cock the size of mine a secret ... he
began to squeeze it through my shorts.  But it didn't go any further than
that, until the movie ended and we went upstairs to bed.

Kaiden said it was his turn to suck me off; how could I refuse a request
like that, I ask you?  Not that I wanted to, anyway!

But strangely enough, when I offered to do the same for him, he said no.  I
guess maybe he was too tired, because he fell asleep in the crook of my
arm, right after I turned out the light.

I'd lain awake, listening to my boy breathe for quite a while, before
hugging his sleeping form as close to my body as possible.  And sometime
during the night, Kaiden must have wanted to get closer to me still, using
my chest for his pillow. His cock was hard against my hip, and I felt mine
begin to wake up, as well.

I love my son more than I could ever express with mere words.  While I
gently stroked Kaiden's deeply tanned back, reflecting on everything that
had occurred between us over the past five months, he moaned in his sleep.
Last April seemed so long ago now; all of our lives were so different
... so much better.  I'd have never thought we'd be living on a ranch in
Colorado, with Josh of all people.  And the open, loving relationship I had
with all my sons was amazing beyond my wildest dreams.

Kaiden moaned again ... louder this time ... and turned his head.

"D-d-dad?" he slurred, lifting his face.

"Morning, son," I replied, softly.  "Did you have a good sleep?"

"Yeah," Kaiden answered, waking up fully with a shy, boyish grin.

Kaiden didn't smile that way often, but when he did ... damn!

"I was dreaming," my boy continued, while scratching his scalp through his
mop of unruly hair, "about us."

"I hope it wasn't a bad dream," I chuckled, rubbing my hand briskly over
Kaiden's back.

"Nope, it was awesome!" he exclaimed, with a little laugh of his own.  "I
guess that's why my cock is so hard."

Kaiden climbed all the way on top of me, lowering his face to mine.  And as
our lips met in a loving father/son kiss, he began to hump his seriously
stiff member against my firm abs.

We made love for a long time that morning.  The purest kind of love a
thirteen-year old boy and his dad can have.  And afterwards, we lay in each
other's arms, just enjoying the closeness we shared.  I was oblivious to
the outside world, that Saturday.  There was no place on earth I'd rather
have been; there was no one else I'd have rather been with.

But too soon, it seemed, the mood was broken.

Ryan surprised us, by calling out, "Kaiden, are you in here?" as he walked
through the connecting bathroom.

The twins rushed in, right behind him.  Maybe they expected Kaiden to be
alone in his room; because Carlos and David both gasped, and their jaws
fell open when they saw me naked, in bed, with him.  They glanced from me
to Kaiden, before their eyes rested on my slightly plumped-up dick.

"Hey, guys!" Kaiden called out cheerily.

"Morning, Kaiden," one of the twins replied, "and Tim," while his brother
just stood there open-mouthed.

"Good morning, boys," I answered with a smile, regaining my composure.
"You snuck up on us this morning."

"Yeah," Ryan smirked, before turning to one of the twins.  "I told you
they'd both be in here, David."

David closed his gaping mouth and grinned sheepishly, shaking his head a
little.

Then turning towards Kaiden and me, Ryan added, "It looks like YOU guys had
some fun together ..."

"Yeah," Kaiden shot back.  "Like you three didn't ..."

I could tell from the grins on their faces, Kaiden and I weren't the only
one's who'd had a good time.

"Kaiden, did you forget we were gonna go exploring this morning?" Carlos
asked, changing the subject.  "It's already after nine-thirty!"

"Fuck!" Kaiden exclaimed, glancing at the clock on his dresser.  "I didn't
know it was so late."

I guess a boy Kaiden's age only has so much time for his old man, and I was
thankful for every moment he'd shared with me.  He gave me a quick kiss,
before hopping out of bed.

"Give me a sec.," Kaiden added, grabbing a pair of shorts from his
chest-of-drawers and stepping into them.

Kaiden slipped a pair of old Nikes over his feet, tying them hastily,
before grabbing a colorful daypack from his closet and slinging it over his
shoulder.  They left by way of Ryan's room, while I put on a pair of shorts
and headed downstairs.  Each of the boys placed a couple of pieces of fruit
in his pack, before filling their water bottles.  Kaiden grabbed a packet
of Pop-Tarts for his breakfast, and they were off.

"Be back in time for lunch," I called after them.

"Okay," Ryan answered with a wave of his hand.

"See you later, Dad," Kaiden added.

'Boys ... you gotta love 'em!' I mused, closing the door behind them.

And as I watched Ryan, Kaiden, Carlos and David's backsides, they opened
the barn door and disappeared inside.  Apparently their Saturday morning
explorations were going to take them farther than they wanted to walk.  Or
maybe last night's activities had some of them too tired to hike.

I smiled to myself.  I was the most fortunate dad in the whole world, bar
none.

A few minutes later, as I was finishing my breakfast, Ben opened the
kitchen door.

"Anybody home?" he called.

"Morning, Ben," I greeted my friend and business partner.  "Come in."

"Morning, Tim," Ben replied as he poured himself a cup of Josh's leftover,
day-old coffee, noticed it was cold and popped it in the microwave for a
few seconds.

How anyone could drink that stuff is beyond me.

Then pulling a stool away from the counter, Ben added, " I thought I'd drop
in and see if you needed any help with the photos we took yesterday."

"I was about ready to work on them," I said, thanking Ben.  "I've just been
sitting here, reflecting on everything that's happened to us lately.  And I
hate to get up!"

"I know the feeling well!" Ben agreed.  "I have to pinch myself every once
in a while ... just to be sure I'm really awake."

Ben mentioned that Chris and Tyler were spending the day with Jared.  And
the two of us talked for a while, before I opened my laptop and woke it up
from sleep.  I hoped the computer had enjoyed its rest, because it was
going to be very busy for the next several hours, processing the RAW images
from the photo shoot.

"It will be awesome when we get the studio built, and have a real place to
do this kind of work," I commented, as the screen flickered to life.

Ben nodded as I opened the image-processing program.

As Ben looked on, he shook his head and commented, "I don't know if I'll
EVER get used to working with digital."  And laughing, he added, "I guess I
like having a solid piece of film in my hand.  Something I KNOW is not
going to disappear into some black hole of cyberspace."

"I can understand that," I replied.  "But I can almost GUARANTEE you're
going to enjoy digital, after you've worked with it a little while.  You
just have to remember to back everything up.  The only thing worse than
spending another day reshooting a job ... for free, by the way ... is
telling the customer you screwed up."

Ben said he couldn't agree more with that statement, and we spent the next
hour, or so, poring over the photographs from yesterday.  While there were
a few duds, there were also some exceptional shots.  The boys had been
perfect for the job, like I was sure they would be.  It always felt good
when a photo shoot turned out like this one had, and I hoped for a
long-lasting, working relationship with the pack company.

Chuckling at the shot on the screen, I commented, "That one reminds me of
OUR backpacking trip, last month."

At one point during the session, Carroll had asked to boys to remove their
shirts; and I had taken a series of shots, as they hiked towards the camera
and then away from it.

Part of David's dark brown torso, and the curved, black, shoulder strap of
his backpack, filled one side of the photo.  He had casually crooked his
slim, right arm and slipped his thumb under the strap, revealing his even
darker, dime-sized breast.  And the other boys ... with smiling faces
... were looking at each other, or the ground in front of them, as they
hiked in a loose group, filling the balance of the frame.

The customer probably wouldn't use the shot, but it definitely pictured a
group of boys having a good time while wearing their packs.

"I've got a LOT to learn about working with people," Ben stated, shaking
his head.  "They all look so natural!"

"Everybody has his own way of doing it," I replied.  "Some people swear by
posing the models just so, and then snapping the picture.  You noticed I do
that too; but for something like this, I'd rather take action shots.  I
think they look so realistic because that's exactly what they are."

Ben and I discussed photo techniques, as we clicked through the balance of
the shots.  And after we finished tweaking the photos ... and I set the
computer to work, turning the images into a customer-friendly format ... we
decided to walk out to the new studio.  If I'd had the time, I could have
spent hours there every day, looking around and envisioning what the old
barn would look like in a few months.

But as it was, Ben and I just glanced around, making a few comments, before
he checked his watch and said Tina would be waiting for him.  I followed
Ben outside, standing in the doorway.  And as he was walking back to his
house, I heard the sound of a car on the ranch road.

A minute or two later, Josh parked next to the indoor pool.

With a big grin on my face, I walked briskly in that direction; and we met
in the middle of the driveway, hugging like we hadn't seen each other in
weeks.

"Damn, I hated sleeping alone, last night," Josh finally laughed.

"I bet you did!" I joked, pecking my lover's cheek as we broke the embrace.

Josh held me at arm's length, looking me square in the eyes.

"Tim ... a year ago, I'd have never thought we'd ever be together like
this," my lover commented.  "I tried SO hard to forget how much I cared for
you when we were teenagers.  And I almost succeeded."

He shook his head.

"On the one hand, all those years we were apart seem like an eternity.  And
on the other, it's like they never even happened.  I love you so much ..."

Josh wrapped his arms around me again, and I lay my head on his strong
shoulder.  Back when my wife Beth died, I felt like my life was over, but I
know now, it was only the beginning of a new and even better chapter.  As
we embraced, Josh asked about the boys; and I told him we'd be alone until
lunch.

"You think that's enough time?" he asked, with a lust-filled glint in his
eyes.

"If we hurry," I answered, checking my wristwatch.

Josh thought for a second or two.

"I don't WANT to ... but maybe we'd better wait," Josh said, giving me a
final squeeze.  "I'd rather have plenty of time, because I plan to make
love to every square inch of your naked body."

The nerve endings in my frenum burned in anticipation, as my dick began to
swell, tenting the right leg of my shorts a little.  But I agreed with
Josh; making love without worrying about the clock was a lot better.

With a smile on his handsome face, Josh glanced downward, brushing his
fingers over my cock head.  Grinning, he changed the subject, "So, Tim
... how did the photo shoot go, anyway?"

"It couldn't have been better!" I chuckled, as Josh dropped his hand.
"After I got the boys to relax and just have fun with it."

When the head of my dick realized it would have to wait for more attention,
it reluctantly stopped talking to me; and I briefly told Josh about the
shoot, before asking, "Did you get Ryan's birthday present?"

"Yeah," he answered, with a big smile.  "And it turned out even better than
I hoped!  Especially with the short lead time we gave them to make it."

It was only a few days earlier, when Josh and I had discussed what to get
Ryan for his birthday.

Josh clicked the key fob, unlocking the Suburban; and as we walked around
to the back of it, he opened the doors.  A drab blanket covered a mound in
the cargo area, and Josh pulled it off revealing a smallish, dark brown
saddle.  "Ryan" had been handsomely tooled into both sides of it.

"He's going to love it!" I declared, smiling broadly.

"I think so, too," Josh agreed, covering the saddle with the blanket.  "I
think it's just the right size for Ryan.  It's big enough that he can grow
into it, but small enough that he won't walk bowlegged afterwards."

Josh chuckled.

"I just hope Ryan doesn't shoot up a couple of feet, overnight, like some
boys seem to do."

"I doubt if NBA scouts will be looking at Ryan for quite a while," I
smiled, glancing at the saddle again.  "Josh, I'd have never thought about
a saddle, like this one, for a birthday gift."

"Hey, I've got to earn my keep around here," Josh laughed, after locking
the truck.  And as we headed back to the house, he added, "I hope the boys
have come up with a way to get Ryan away from the ranch for a few hours
tomorrow, so we can get everything set up."

I nodded my head in agreement.

"And Kaiden bought Ryan a pair of cowboy boots last night, too," I said.

"I guess with his 501's and that cowboy shirt he bought a while back, Ryan
will be all ready for the round-up," Josh stated; and laughing, he added,
"Now I just need to get one of the cowhands to give him roping lessons."

"If we're going to be part of the roundup, I think we'll ALL be needing
those," I laughed in reply, opening the kitchen door.

Josh nodded in agreement and said he'd mention it to Roy.  He thought the
old cowboy might enjoy teaching all of us greenhorns a thing or two about
spinning a rope and wrestling a calf to the ground.  And Josh said if we
gave it enough time, and a lot of practice, even I ought to be able to
master the technique.

I had my doubts ... about me, at least.

Josh glanced at the kitchen clock.

"It's almost lunchtime," he stated, dropping his small duffel bag to the
floor.  "How does a nice, big salad sound to you?"

"Delicious," I replied.  "Especially, one with lots of goodies tossed into
it."

Josh laughed as he turned on the faucet and we washed our hands.  And by a
few minutes after twelve, we'd fixed one of the best looking salads I'd
seen in quite a while.  I cleared a spot in the refrigerator, and Josh slid
the large bowl onto the shelf.

"Maybe you'd better ring the dinner bell and call the boys home," Josh
commented, smiling in the direction of the clock.  "I don't know about you,
Tim, but I'm starving!"

A few minutes later, the younger boys magically appeared.  David and Carlos
had lunch with us, too; and when I asked the guys where they'd been, they
just shrugged.

"No where in particular," Ryan said between bites.  "But I think we're
gonna go back there tomorrow."

"Yeah, right after lunch," Carlos added, making eye contact with me.

With a straight face, I nodded to Carlos; but I couldn't help smiling to
myself.  Maybe it had all been part of a plan to get Ryan away from the
house before the party.  But I can remember how much fun I had as a boy,
riding off somewhere on my bike, by myself or with friends, just doing what
an adult would call 'nothing'.  Sometimes, those days could be the very
best.

Before any of us knew it, Kaiden and Ryan would be dating and driving.  And
a teenager didn't look at life quite the same way after that.

As we were finishing lunch, the boys said they were heading out to the
creek ... to go swimming ... and Josh and I put the dirty dishes in the
dishwasher.

"I'm still hungry," Josh commented, spinning the dial.  "How about some
dessert?"

"Sure," I replied, while Josh scanned the contents of the refrigerator.

He grabbed a large can of Reddi-wip from the bottom door shelf, shook it a
few times, popped off the cap and walked towards me.

"What are you going to put it on?" I asked.

I didn't think we had any pie or cake in the house.

"You!" he laughed, the lust shining in his eyes, as he sprayed a dollop of
whipped cream on the tip of my nose.

***

I think I'll end the chapter right here.  Hmmmmm ... Tim for dessert.  I
could go for some of that, myself! (lol)

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Thanks for reading, and have a great week!  Greg