Date: Fri, 14 Dec 2007 02:06:43 -0800 (PST) From: Greg Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch12 I've Got the Best Family By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com) Proofreader and story consultant: Steve The author copyrights this story, with permission for posting on the Nifty 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. *** Thanks for your email after chapter 11, guys. I always like to hear from you! If you'd like to send me an email about this chapter, or with suggestions for the story, my address is fotogme11@yahoo.com. *** Guys, So far in this story there haven't been many times when both Josh and Tim, not to mention, Ben, were in the same scene together. In the later chapters of "I'll Suck You", after the family came together, trying to identify the two dads was sometimes a challenge. I guess if you or I were in the same room as the guys when the boys and dads were holding a conversation, it would be obvious which man the boy was speaking to. But if they just called him 'Dad' it's not so obvious in the written word. I like for the boys to call their fathers, 'Dad'. And if there is only one man present, or otherwise it's obvious who is being referred to, I'll continue to use the term 'Dad'. But if two or three of the dads are present in the same room, I've decided that the boys will use their dad's first names when they address them. That will take care of any confusion that might be caused, otherwise. Thanks, Greg *** Special thanks to Brett and Trenton, football consultants for this chapter. *** Chapter 12 (Ryan continues with the narration) We all sat around for a while, as we discussed this happy change of events among ourselves. Everybody was glad and SO excited that Kaiden and Chris would be flying out this weekend, not a couple of weeks down the road. I'm sure that Tyler had to miss Chris something terrible; I know I really missed all the guys! And both Dad and Ben were looking forward to seeing Tim, as well as the boys. I think they were getting ready to start work on the photo studio, and Tim needed to help make the final decisions on the construction. But after half an hour without the phone ringing, we seemed to run out of stuff to say, and the conversation died down. "We probably ought to do something with ourselves; and not just sit around here waiting for the phone to ring," Tina commented, as only a mother who always liked to keep busy could. "I've got UNO upstairs in my room," I commented. I always thought that card game was a lot of fun. "Does anybody want to play it?" "Sure," Tyler replied, "I will." The others agreed, and I bounded up the stairs two at a time, found the cards and returned to the conference room. We'd just begun to play the first hand when the phone rang. Smiling, Josh punched a button on the phone. "J bar A," he answered. "It's me again," Tim replied. Everybody put down his or her cards, as we directed our attention to the telephone. "Were you able to get the tickets?" Dad asked. Tim's laughter was heard from the speaker. "Finally!" he exclaimed. "I guess we probably paid top dollar for them, because it's so late." "Yeah, and most of the flights to Denver this weekend were already sold out," Kaiden added. "Boy, that's for sure!" Tim exclaimed ... and then he paused for a moment. "But at least, it's a direct flight." Again Tim laughed. "We'll be up in the middle of the night to get to the airport in time." "Wow, what time does the plane leave," Dad asked. "Six-ten," Tim replied. "That means we will need to leave the house by three-thirty, at the very latest; and three-fifteen would be better. At least there shouldn't be any traffic or security delays so early in the morning!" "I wouldn't be too sure about no security delays," Dad commented. "It could be that they won't have a full staff working at that time of the morning." "Do you think you could you get a hotel room by the airport?" Tina asked. "You know, I bet we probably could," Tim responded. "I hadn't even thought about that." "That sounds a LOT better to me!" Chris said; then he added, "But I'll stay up all night, if I have to!" All of us, on both ends of the conversation, laughed. "Let me look into a hotel room," Tim stated with another laugh. "I don't want to stay up all night either, Chris!" We found out that Tim didn't have a wedding scheduled for this weekend, so he had bought three tickets on Frontier Airlines for the upcoming Friday. He gave us the flight number and arrival time. And after we had chatted for a while longer, Tim and his boys said goodbye and hung up. "I can't wait for the guys to get out here," Tyler declared. "Me either, Tyler," Dad noted. "It will be so great when we can all be together as a family again. Like it ought to be." "I have to admit; I had my doubts at first," Tina said, "But the more I'm around all of you guys here at the ranch, the more I see how much you love each other, and Tim and his boys, too." "Thanks, Tina," Dad began. "I guess some people wouldn't consider our family normal ..." "But I sure do!" I butted in. Everybody laughed again; and we talked about family for a while. Then the conversation turned to the photo studio. "I wonder if we could get that barn all cleaned out before this weekend?" Ben asked. "It sure would be great, if we could." "I don't see why not," Dad commented. "I've got a good relationship with the Dean of Students at the college. I'm sure he'll have his people post 'Help Wanted' notices around the campus, on their website and in some of the dorms, first thing in the morning. I bet we can get six or eight guys out here on Thursday ... or by Friday morning, at the very latest." "Do you think so?" Ben asked. "Well, I've been able to get some good workers from CU, before," Dad replied with a smile. "It seems like college guys are always wanting to make some extra spending money." "I guess that's true," Ben laughed. "I know I never seemed to have enough cash, when I was a student." "And since we had to rush around today, because of the weather, we've finished stacking all of the hay in the barns. I might be able to let a couple of my hands help out too," Dad advised. "It's going to take a while to clean out everything that's accumulated in that barn over the years." Everybody agreed that it sounded like a workable plan. Dad would call the Dean of Students first thing in the morning, and Tyler volunteered to put up the notices in some of the college hangouts, after he dropped us off at football practice. We all decided to head off to bed before very much longer. After the adults had turned in, I asked Tyler if he wanted to spend the night in my room. And, of course, he accepted my offer. As we were lying in bed cuddling, enjoying the afterglow from our orgasms, I asked, "So what happened in the hot tub last night, anyway?" Tyler wrapped his arm around my shoulder as he laughed gently. "Oh, nothing much," he stated. "Luke only said they were the best couple of cums he'd ever had." "That sure sounds like something to me!" I advised Tyler. "I wanna hear MORE about that!" "Yeah," he replied with another laugh. "I was sure you would." Then he went on to tell me all about it. I gotta tell you my cock was stiff and throbbing, like I don't think I'd ever felt it before! "Wow, that must have been awesome!" I declared. "It WAS pretty good," Tyler commented in a lazy sounding, laid-back sort of voice. Then he yawned. "Fuck, I'm so-o tired." "Um ... do you think you could take care of my cock before you go to sleep?" I asked, as I enviously ran my fingers through the short hair on Tyler's stomach. He smiled. I could tell that my brother was really sleepy; but after I rolled off of his chest, he gripped my hard pole in his fist and began to pump it furiously. And a minute or two later, I had a wet belly. I guess I must have fallen asleep right afterwards, because the next thing I remember, Dad was waking me up. "Tyler and Ryan, wake up" he was saying loudly. "I forgot to set the alarm, last night! Tyler, you need to take the boys to football practice in half an hour. Get up!" Two grumbling boys rolled out of bed. And both of us rushed into the shower, got dressed and had a bite of breakfast. The twins knocked on the door while we were eating, and a couple of minutes later ... after I'd thrown my gym clothes into a duffel bag ... the four of us left to pick up Devon. Devon had been waiting several minutes for us, when we arrived. Practice was supposed to begin at eight-thirty, and it would take a miracle for us to make it to the school by then. "Coach is going to be mad," David commented as Tyler turned the SUV into the school lot. A bunch of guys were already standing in rows across the football field, while a couple were running laps. "Sorry I got you here late, guys," Tyler commented with a smile. "Call when you need somebody to pick you up." "Okay," I replied, as the four of us got out of the car. We quickly crossed the parking lot to the football field. "Coach is GONNA be pissed!" Carlos stated, shaking his head. "Maybe we can slip in the back row," Devon said, as we began to walk around the track, "and coach won't notice." We tried ... but it didn't work! "What do you boys think you're doing?" coach asked in a gruff voice. "Morning practices start at eight-thirty ... sharp!" "Ummm ... sorry, coach," David replied. "Traffic was bad this morning." "Eight-thirty ... SHARP!" coach reiterated. "No exceptions! That'll be a mile for each of you." We stood there for a moment. "Are you boys deaf?" coach asked harshly. "I said that'd be a mile each. Start running ... NOW!" Without a second's hesitation, the four of us took off at a fast lope. And as we were doing our circuits, a few other boys who arrived later than us began to run laps. Coach was blowing his whistle and shouting out instructions, as the boys in the infield did calisthenics. "Well, at least we won't have to do all those other exercises," I stated after we'd run a couple of laps. "Maybe not," Carlos said doubtfully, between breaths. I guess Carlos and David knew the coach well, from playing football last year. Anyway, while we might have missed out on some of the exercises, coach seemed to make up for it by singling us out, and making everybody who arrived late work faster or harder on the ones we did do. The ground was still soggy from the rain last night, but coach didn't seem to care how muddy we got as we did push-ups and sit-ups. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, coach blew the whistle. "Okay boys, listen up," he instructed. "Line up at the door to the equipment room, and we'll pass out the practice uniforms. After you get one, try it on. Then take your shower, and you're free to go. Afternoon practice begins at two-thirty, sharp! Everybody needs to be suited up ... AND ON THE FIELD!" He seemed to be looking at all of us who were late as he said the last couple of sentences. Then he blew his whistle, and forty or fifty boys plus the coach and his assistants, who looked to be older high school guys, jogged briskly off the field. As the players lined up outside of the equipment room door, the coaches went inside. Devon, the twins and I were near the front of the line. In a couple of minutes, coach opened the top half of the door, looked out over the players and shook his head. "Those of you who were late this morning ... end of the line," he said. While nobody groaned, I don't think any of us were happy. If I didn't learn anything else from this morning, I knew NEVER to be late for practice again! It took quite a while for the four of us to make it to the equipment room, but finally we had our practice uniforms. They were old ... and you could tell that they'd seen many seasons of use. The twins helped Devon and me into our uniforms, showing us how to put on the pads. And I learned that I'd need to wear a jock strap from now on ... to protect MY equipment; I guess we'd have to stop someplace after practice and get them for Devon and me. After we were sure that everything fit okay, the four of us headed into the showers. It was already noon, or maybe after, and most of the guys had already finished up as we dried off and got dressed. The only clean clothes I had with me were the gym shorts and t-shirt from my old school, so I put them on. We had seen several fast food places just a couple of blocks from the school. And we decided to have lunch at McDonald's, goof around for a while, and be back at the school in plenty of time to suit-up. If anything, the afternoon practice was harder than the morning one just because it was hotter out, and we were wearing pads and a helmet. Anyway, by four-thirty, when Tyler picked us up outside of the gym, all four of us were sore and dead on our feet. "You guys look beat," Tyler observed as we struggled to get into the car. "The coach must have really worked you over!" "That's putting it mildly," Devon commented before closing his door. Tyler laughed while the rest of us groaned. Then, after asking the twins where they had bought theirs, we stopped at a store where Devon and I bought athletic supporters. We didn't talk much on the drive home; but well before we reached the ranch road turn-off, I finally spoke up. "Guys, how about soaking in the hot tub for a while when we get back to the ranch?" I asked. "I need to let Mom know ... but yeah, that sounds great!" Devon stated; and the twins also said it sounded good to them. "I can't remember when I've EVER been so sore." "Wait until tomorrow morning," Tyler advised, from experience I suppose. Tyler was looking in the rearview mirror and smiling, as Devon called home on his cell phone. "She said it was okay," Devon commented as he put his phone into his pocket. "Just so long as I'm home before six-thirty. I guess we've having company tonight." "That should be more than enough time," I replied with a smile. Nobody asked 'time for what?' and after we turned onto the ranch road, Tyler drove us to the swimming pool building where he parked the car. "Have fun," he said with a wink. And as the four of us headed for the locker room, Tyler walked in the direction of the stables. "Are you guys just gonna wear your gym shorts?" Devon asked as he sat down and took off his Nikes. "Not me!" David exclaimed with a sideways glance at his brother. "I'm not wearing anything at all." "You mean you'd just walk outside to the hot tub naked ... in broad daylight?" Devon questioned as he sat up. "Yeah, why not?" Carlos replied. "I didn't see anybody out there; did you?" "Not me," I responded with a grin. "Anyway, it's only a few feet." The twins and I quickly stripped; and all three of our cocks eagerly stood up tall. And slowly and tentatively, Devon began to remove his shorts. "Come on, Devon," Carlos urged. "You have to be home in an hour!" "You could just wait until right before you get in the hot tub, to take off your shorts," I offered. Devon thought for a moment; and then he smiled, as he shook his head no. "If the rest of you guys can walk out there naked, then so can I!" And finally, he stepped out of his shorts. "Come on ... if we're gonna do it, then let's do it!" "Devon ... we're gonna have to get that pale ass of yours tanned yet this summer," I stated with a grin as we walked through the door onto the wooden deck. While he had an awesome golden tan on his upper body and lower legs, the rest of his body looked like it had never been exposed to the sun. "And we've only got a few more weeks to do it!" The four of us laughed as we tried to race our tired bodies across the deck to the hot tub, where I set the timer for fifteen minutes. Immediately the water began to churn and froth and we eased ourselves into the built-in enclosure. "Damn ... it's HOT," one of the twins stated, as he began to slowly lower himself into the water. And I glanced towards his cock, noticing that it was David. "Yeah ... but it really feels good, too," Devon stated with a smile. Soon, the four of us had found places to sit where the jets of water were massaging our sore muscles. The hot, foaming water seemed to be exactly what our aching bodies needed; and all of us just relaxed in the spa until the motor shut down. "Turn it on, again," Carlos requested. "Okay," I replied, reaching for the timer. "And then there's something I wanna show you guys." My penis, which had gone soft, immediately became erect. And although I hadn't done anything yet, as I thought about what Tyler had told me last night, I could almost feel the squirting water in the nerves of my cock head. The pump began to hum again, as the water foamed up. "Guys, check this out," I advised. The other guys huddled around while I held my throbbing boyhood up next to one of the water outlets. The imagined sensations had been great ... but the ACTUAL feelings were WAY INTENSE ... so strong, in fact, that I almost couldn't stand them! "Oh shit!" I exclaimed, as my cock began to spurt glob after glob into the churning water. And immediately I slumped back into the spa, falling against one of the twins, who laughed as he caught me. "Wow ... it looked like you really enjoyed that!" Devon said, as I began to come back to my senses. "But Ryan, what just happened there, anyway?" I still couldn't talk, but both of the twins laughed. "Devon, I guess you still haven't begun to cum, yet," Carlos stated, shaking his head. "Maybe not," Devon advised, slowly. "At least, I don't think I've ever done anything like THAT!" The twins laughed again; and I shivered with the last of my orgasm ... even in the hot water. Then I remembered that Devon hadn't seemed to know anything about sex when we'd talked the other day. "You're gonna enjoy this! ' I stated emphatically. "Devon ... get up close to one of those outlets, like I just did; and hold your cock in the jet of water." With a smile on his tanned face, my new friend moved into position. And while the rest of us watched, right away his grin was replaced with a look of wonder as his body stiffened. But then he pulled back. "I guess that was okay," Devon said as he sat back on his haunches. "My dick's sure never felt like that before." "You didn't do it long enough," David advised with a laugh, although he still hadn't experienced what the pounding water could do to a guy's cock. "I think you need to hold it there longer to really get the feeling. Here, let me show you." He took up position, and a few moments later he cried out, "Yeah ... OH FUCK YEAH, I'm cummin'!" While Devon watched, Carlos imitated his brother's actions, and he had a powerful orgasm, too. "Wow ... my willie's getting stiff just watching you guys!" Devon stated with a look of wonder in his eyes. Maybe he hadn't been hard, when he'd tried it before! "Cool, Devon!" I exclaimed. "Now you get in position again, and I'll kneel right behind you ... to hold you in place this time." Devon knelt in front of one of the streams of water, and I wrapped my knees around his ass. My throbbing cock was nestled against Devon's slender back, as I leaned against his golden-brown shoulders. And he reached under the foaming water, taking his hard dick in his hand. As Devon thrust his pelvis forward, I kept my cock tight against his body. While I couldn't see exactly what happened next, David and Carlos were on either side of Devon, and they had a great view. "THIS IS AWESOME!" Devon exclaimed. Burying my nose in his sun-bleached blond hair, I wrapped my arms around my new friend's mid-section. And as one of my hands found his outie, I began to play with it. It seemed like Devon tried to pull back, but I increased the pressure from my hips, as I held him in place. "Oh fuck!" Devon cried out, while both twins cheered him on. And then, all of his weight slumped back against me. I wrapped him in my arms as he turned around, hugging him tightly. "So you liked it, huh?" I laughed. "Ye-ah," Devon replied in an exhausted, breathy voice. "So that feeling was cumming?" "Well, sorta," Carlos began. "Actually, Devon ... the FEELING is called an orgasm ... and cumming is when you shoot sperm out of the end of your dick. Could you tell if you shot anything?" "So THAT was the shooting you were talking about the other day, Ryan," Devon said with a big smile. And he suddenly had a look of understanding on his cute face. "I don't know if anything came out, or not; but it sure felt good!" "I just came for the first time a couple of weeks ago," I stated. "And your cock looks about the same size as mine. So you ought to be shooting any time now." "Cool!" Devon replied. "Yeah," David added. "And you don't have to be in the hot tub to have an orgasm. You can just pump your dick like this ..." Then he demonstrated his jack-off technique. "You can make yourself cum any time you want to!" "Awesome!" Devon said with another big smile. "Thanks, guys!" Devon had absolutely the best smile I've ever seen ... and I've seen some good ones! It just lit up his whole face; and with his newfound knowledge, the smile remained on his lips for a long time. It seemed to confirm that this would be just the first, of what would become a lifetime of pleasure for him. Laughing, we goofed around in the spa until the timer turned off the squirting water. And as we climbed out of the hot tub, I felt like all four of us had bonded in a very special way. I couldn't wait for Kaiden to meet these guys. There was so much fun stuff that I wanted both of us to show Devon and the twins. We were going to have SO MUCH FUN together ... *** Well, readers, I'm going to end chapter twelve right here. I sure hope you enjoyed it! And if you did, I'd really like to hear from you at fotogme11@yahoo.com. A while back, as I was writing chapter ten, I did a lot of soul-searching concerning the story. It seemed like it had bogged down. As I'm sure you've noticed, sometimes I can write a whole chapter about only a couple of hours of time. Sometimes that works, but more often than not, in my opinion, it doesn't. And if I'm not careful, I can give you guys too many details that don't really add anything to the story, and just make it boring. My goal has always been ... from when I first began to write a year and a half ago ... to give both guys who were looking for jack-off material, and those who just wanted reading material with a little extra, something they could enjoy. Anyway, the story was floundering ... but I think I began to right it with chapter eleven. And I'm feeling good about it, again! I pumped out this chapter, with Steve's help of course, in record time. I've finally got a clear direction that I want the story to take. Thanks for reading. All of you guys are the best! Have fun this week, and I plan to post one more chapter before the holidays. Greg