Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2008 00:27:17 -0800 (PST) From: Greg Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 18 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 seventeen. It seems like all of you are happy to have Cole back ... and are asking for more of him. It wouldn't surprise me to see a lot more of him as this story unfolds. I want to take a moment to thank all of my readers who have invited me to join networking, chat or photo groups over the past several months. It means a lot to me that you would ask me to do this, but I won't be able to accept these invitations. Contrary to what the invitations say, it doesn't mean that I don't like you, just that I have a limited amount of time. That doesn't mean I don't want to receive email from you, or maybe do an occasional chat on Yahoo Messenger. I hope you can understand this. Speaking of email, my address is fotogme11@yahoo.com. And if you'd like to join the group for my stories, you can do that here: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/join. Again, it seems like the football teams in the last chapter got messed up when I sent the chapter to Nifty. The first team was: Robert, Cole, Kaiden, Tyler, Carlos, Jared and Jamie. And the second team was: Luke, Chris, Ryan, Miguel, David, Chance and Devon. Maybe if I do this enough, I'll stumble upon the right way to send a list in .txt files! Anyway, I hope you enjoy chapter eighteen! *** Chapter Eighteen: (Tyler narrates) "Dude ... those studs in your ears look awesome!" Luke exclaimed in my direction, as we were drying off. I smiled broadly. "Yeah ... I've wanted them ... like forever, and with Cole's help, Chris and I FINALLY got our dads to give their permission." "Way to go," Luke added, nodding. "Say, Cole, I've been thinking about getting a tat." He turned to the college hunk. "Did they hurt much?" "Not on my arm, but the scorpion packed a fuckin' powerful sting!" Cole replied, laughing at his own joke. Miguel, Jamie and Chance dressed quickly. And after weighing-in about their experiences with tats and piercings ... Jamie had several tattoos, Miguel had a tat on his left shoulder and a tongue stud, while Chance's body hadn't been inked or pierced ... they headed back to their house. In the next room, the showers were still going strong. The younger guys were really taking a long time ... and I had a pretty good idea why! Finally, we were dressed and ready to go. "Shit ... what's keeping that kid brother of mine?" Jared asked with a scowl. And before I could say anything, he walked through the doorway to the showers. "What the fuck?" he shouted. "You little pervs!" The water quickly shutdown, and the guys began to mumble something. Chris and I looked at each other for a second. "Come on," I said to the other guys, as we headed towards the showers. "What's going on in there, Jared?" "Those little shits were jacking each other off," Jared exclaimed. "Is that all?" Robert asked with a laugh. "Isn't that enough?" Jared replied with a sneer. The five younger guys weren't saying anything, but Kaiden looked like he was mad at Jared for breaking up their fun. And Devon was just hanging his head. "Nothing my little brother does surprises me," Jared stated. "He's probably a cock-sucker, too ..." "Hey, Jared," Luke commented. "Cut the guys some slack." "Yeah, don't tell me you've never fisted your meat," Chris added. "Well, I sure never did it with another guy," Jared smirked. "That's just wrong." "Why?" Cole asked. He hadn't said anything yet; but just being a college guy ... and a really likable one that all of us looked up to, in one way or another ... his words took on extra weight. "Don't knock what other guys have fun doing, Jared ... especially if you haven't tried it for yourself!" "A lot of us guys have fooled around with each other," Luke advised while glancing at Robert and me. "I'M not a fag," Jared stated, defensively, but a little quieter than before. "Neither am I," Luke commented. "You guys know how much I like women." "But so what if somebody IS gay?" Robert asked. "I didn't think I'd like it, but jacking off with another guy is lots of fun. And it SURE isn't gonna make you gay!" Jared didn't reply, but seemed to be considering what Robert and Luke had just said. "Jared, you mean that you and Devon haven't fooled around with each other?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer. "It's one of the most fun things that brothers can do together!" I paused for a moment, to let the thought sink-in. "I was an only child until this summer. Jared, you don't know how lucky you are, to have a great brother like Devon." Jared looked from me to Devon. Was it possible that Jared wasn't such a bad guy after all, but just mixed up? I'd expected him to get all defensive and lash out at Devon again; maybe he still would when they got home, but he didn't say ANYTHING for a while. Then again, I guess we DID have him seriously outnumbered. Anyway, he didn't sound mad when he left the locker room. "Hurry up, Devon," was all he said. "We need to be getting home." "Sorry about all of that," Cole stated to Devon, the twins, Kaiden and Ryan, as they got dressed. "Yeah," I added, before turning to Chris. "I wonder ..." I didn't have to say more, because Chris seemed to know what I was thinking. "Could be," he replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Devon, remember what we talked about the other day," I commented with a smile. "I still don't know Jared very well, but if he's like most guys, his little head has GOT to be curious about all this. Maybe he's trying to work out some issues about himself in his own mind right now, too; we sure gave him plenty to think about. Anyway, if he's mean to you, give one of us a call, and we'll try to help you out all we can." "Thanks," Devon replied before turning towards Ryan and the twins. "See you guys in the morning?" "Yep," David answered with a little smile. "I'm sure glad this is the last week of football practice, and we get a little more vacation before school starts." "That's for damn sure!" Devon stated, as he headed towards the door. But before reaching it, he turned around. "Kaiden, you're gonna be coming out for the football team, aren't you?" "I don't know," Kaiden said, while stepping into his shorts. "Do they let you, if you missed some of the practices?" "Sure they do," Carlos responded. "And you're a good player, Kaiden, so you should have lots of fun." We chatted a little while longer, and the guys talked Kaiden into going out for the team on Tuesday. Both he and Chris would need to get registered for school tomorrow ... and then Kaiden would have to take his sports physical. Jared was waiting on the ATV for Devon, and they drove off in silence, as the rest of us headed to our homes. This day had started off SO great, but it had turned into a real downer. Since I'd become a part of this amazing family, where we could all be ourselves and have fun doing it, there hadn't REALLY been any major conflicts or problems. I knew it couldn't last forever, but I sure hoped, for their sakes and ours, that Jared and Devon would patch up their differences right away. "Cole, can you stick around for a little while?" Ryan asked. "I think you could force me to eat another barbecue taco or two," Cole laughed. We went in the kitchen door, where Josh and Tim were sitting at the counter, drawing some rough sketches of the new studio. "When's supper?" Kaiden inquired. "Yeah," Ryan added. "Cole's gonna be eating with us." Josh looked up and smiled. "What do you say I bake some pizzas in a few minutes?" I think we were all happy with that suggestion, and we hung around in the kitchen for a while, talking. "I hope the game was fun this afternoon," Tim stated. "Lots of fun," Kaiden replied as he slid his tanned legs around a stool, "but we had a problem, afterwards." "Oh?" Josh asked. "What happened?" All of us told our dads about the confrontation with Jared in the showers, and about everything that had happened afterwards. Both Tim and Josh were so easy to talk to ... even about stuff like this ... maybe because we shared a relationship with them that most fathers and sons had never tried to develop. "I think Jared's basically a good kid," Josh commented, after thinking for a moment. Then he turned to Tim. "The Myers family were some of the first people I met when I bought this place ... and they're good folks." Tim nodded towards Josh. "Boys, the bonds between the four of you are very special," Tim added. "And it could be that Jared and Devon will never get to experience something like what you have. I think just fooling around with another guy takes a whole lot of trust, even among brothers." "But Devon wants it SO bad," Ryan commented. "And it's not fair, if he can't have it." Both Josh and Tim laughed, as Tim tousled Ryan's hair. "Son, life isn't always fair," Tim stated. "I think you boys are doing the right thing, by showing Devon and Jared how much you love each other." And after giving my youngest brother a hug, he continued, " Ryan, you've done everything you could to help Devon ... and Jared, too. Now it's up to Jared to take the next step, if it's going to happen." We talked for quite a while longer about relationships, brothers and life in general. And finally standing up, Tim collected the sketches of the studio, while Josh washed his hands, took out the ingredients and began to knead the dough for his special, thick pizza crust. As the batch of four large pies, loaded with an assortment of mouthwatering toppings, went into the ovens, I asked, "Ryan, why don't you see if you can find my 'rents and tell them we'll be eating before too much longer?" And after Ryan left the house, I added, "Guys ... Ryan's gonna be a teenager in a few weeks, and I think we need to give him a birthday party he'll never forget!" "That's a GREAT idea, Tyler!" Josh exclaimed. "Yeah ... awesome!" Kaiden added with a big smile. Then he thought for a moment. "I've got a few ideas, already." "Me too," Chris laughed. "What do you think, Cole?" "Well ... Josh and Tim, if you'll give us the go-ahead ... I think the four of us can come up with the hottest fuckin' birthday party this ranch has ever seen!" a grinning Cole exclaimed. "Cole, as long as nobody gets pregnant with all that 'fuckin'," Tim laughed; but then he turned serious. "All of you guys know my rules. And if you follow them, then you've got my permission." Josh looked at Tim for a long moment, before giving him a gentle squeeze. "Mine, too," Josh said, smiling broadly. "Understood," Cole replied to Tim's comment. "But we're gonna need a huge supply of condoms." And he laughed heartily, just as Ryan popped through the door. "What's so funny?" Ryan asked, taking a seat at the counter. "Oh ... Cole was just laughing at another of his feeble jokes," Chris responded. "Are Tyler's folks coming over for supper?" "Yup," Ryan answered. "Tina said to give them ten minutes." "Okay," Josh said. "Say, Chris, how about spending the night in our room in Mom and Dad's house?" I asked. "Sure," he replied with a smile. "That ought to be fun!" It took some time, but eventually Chris, Kaiden and Ryan began to look at my folks as their parents, too. And Mom's cooking sure didn't hurt! She's great in the kitchen ... something she didn't have much time for, back at the motel. But her chocolate chip cookies are to die for! I think she could win most teen guys' hearts just by offering a plate of them. It was a common sight over the years, for my brothers and me to be in her kitchen with our friends, wolfing down food after school or on a Sunday afternoon. Mom and Dad finally got the big family they had always wanted. And even though we lived in two houses, it didn't take long for us to develop the kind of relationship where all of us came and went between both houses whenever we wanted, as if they were one. As the heavenly aroma of baking pizzas filled the room, Cole acted like he was starving, as he patted his belly, "My stomach needs food ... right now!" And I know we all felt the same way. Cole hadn't eaten Josh's pizzas before, but I knew they were excellent. In fact, I think they ranked right up there with the best I'd ever eaten. "Only three minutes to go," Josh stated, as he checked the oven timer. "Why don't a couple of you guys get out plates and napkins, and put ice in the glasses?" While we were doing that, the buzzer sounded. And moments later, Mom and Dad came through the door. "Right on time," Josh laughed towards my folks, while cutting the pizzas into large slices. "Ben NEVER misses a meal," Mom declared with a smile, before pecking Dad on the cheek. We had some great food and lighthearted conversation ... and Cole left right afterwards. Ryan's birthday was on September 2, a little over a month away; and before Cole got into his car, we decided to get together at the college guy's apartment next weekend to begin planning it. As he drove away, we stood outside watching his taillights for a couple of moments. "I'm sure glad Cole answered the ad the other day, to clean out the barn," Ryan declared, absentmindedly slipping the fingers of both hands into the front pockets of his low-slung shorts. As he straightened his arms, the front was pushed down farther, so the top of his short, sparse pubes was showing. At the same time, he sucked in his deeply tanned stomach, causing my cock to twitch at the sight. "Yeah," Josh answered, as he draped his arm around Ryan's naked shoulder, hugging my youngest brother to his side. "He's quite a character!" "One of a kind!" Tim added with a nod of his head. After Cole rounded the corner, disappearing from our sight, Kaiden asked, "Ryan, do you wanna go riding for a little while?" "Sure," he replied. And as they headed towards the stable to saddle up their horses, Chris and I went downstairs to workout for a while. Last year, during football practice, I'd had a weightlifting partner, and we'd spotted for each other as we lifted free weights. But after the school year ended, I lost my partner, and stopped lifting. I could lift one hundred and ten pounds consistently, back then, and I'd tried for one twenty a couple of times. "How about working out with the barbell?" I asked as I grabbed a towel. "Sure," Chris replied. "But I've never really spent much time with one, before." "Well ... you spot for me, and I'll take the first set," I said. "And show you how to do it." "Wow, it looks like either Josh or Tim must have been down here last," I stated. "There are a couple hundred pounds of weight on the bar!" The bar weighed fifty pounds, all by itself, so whoever had lifted last was a lot stronger than me. Chris and I removed all but fifty pounds from the bar, and I settled into a comfortable reclining position under it, with my knees bent and my feet flat on the floor. Stretching up, I lifted the bar from its supports and slowly lowered it to my chest. I slowly pumped it up and lowered it ... ten times ... before replacing it in the metal brackets. "Fuck, Tyler ... your chest muscles, and your arms looked awesome while you were lifting!" Chris exclaimed with a grin. "Thanks," I smiled, with a gleam of pride for my body in my eyes. "Now, it's your turn." I sat up, wiping the sweat from my brow. "Do you wanna try with one hundred pounds?" "Sure," he replied with an easy-going laugh. "If you can lift it Tyler, I KNOW I can!" We warmed up with a few push-ups and some stomach crunches. Even though Chris had never used free weights before, he'd been working out for the past year. And he was right; after he settled into a comfortable position on the bench, he easily lifted the hundred pound weight. We alternated back and forth, and did a couple of sets each, before adding ten pounds to the bar. On the seventh set, the total weight was one hundred thirty pounds ... ten pounds more than I'd lifted in the past. We'd both struggled on the second set of one-twenty, but neither of us wanted to wimp-out in front of the other. Grimacing, I lifted the bar, and immediately I knew it was too much weight. Maybe if I'd started with one-thirty I could have lifted it, but my muscles were tired. I barely lifted the bar once, and the second time was too much for me. "Shit, Chris ... help me lift it up to the stand," I gasped. And right away, Chris took half the weight, and we placed the barbell on its support. "Thanks, bro ... that was more than I could handle." Slowly, I sat up; the muscles in my arms and shoulders were still burning. "I think I'll save one-thirty 'til the next time," Chris stated, rubbing his hands over my sweaty chest. "Fuck, Tyler, your muscles are turning me on!" "So THAT'S why the right leg of your shorts is sticking out!" I laughed. Chris and I hugged, and spent a couple of moments kissing. Then we did a circuit of exercises for our lower body, using the weight machines. After we finished, we were both sweating like crazy, and Chris suggested we spend a few minutes in the sauna ... so we could sweat some more! We made out, like the horny teenagers we were, in the small, cedar-lined room. Amid the swirling clouds of steam, Chris and I kissed and groped each other, as only teens in love can. We decided to save our orgasms to initiate our other bedroom, but that didn't keep us from bringing each other to the brink a couple of times. I was learning Chris' rock-hard body, like it was my own ... and he did a great job of reading my signals, too. After shutting down the steam, Chris and I wrapped towels around our waists and bounded up the stairs to our bathroom. The sweat glistening on Chris' tanned, defined back was unbelievably sexy; and my dick was sure enjoying the sight on the stairs ahead of me, as it throbbed nonstop. I don't think I'd ever been hornier! I don't know about you guys, but when I'm really, REALLY aroused, I get this awesome feeling in my dick head. It's like my cock is urging me to try things I probably wouldn't do, otherwise. For some reason, even though I was with Chris at the moment, the picture of Cole's naked pubes was in my mind ... and I wanted that look for myself, BAD. I didn't stop to think what other guys would say when they noticed them; I just knew that I wanted to get rid of that hair ... and I wanted Chris to do it! Entering our bedroom, I dropped the towel, freeing my pulsing manhood; and I threw my arms around my boyfriend, in a big hug. He squeezed me back, laying his head on my shoulder. "Chris," I said, barely above a whisper, "I think it'd be fuckin' sexy, if you'd shave my pubes and balls." He lifted his head and stared at me for a moment. "You're sure about that?" he asked with his sexy smile ... the one that I loved so much. "I mean ... I sure like the way you look right now." And Chris gently pulled and twisted my pubes and happy trail hair. Grinning, I pulled away from Chris, opened the medicine cabinet and took out my razor and shaving cream. "Yeah," I answered, "I am. Any anyway, it'll all grow back." "Well, if it's what you really want," Chris said. "I sure think it would be hot to shave you! But maybe we ought to trim off as much as we can before I put on the shaving cream." Over the past few months, I guess my body hair had grown quite a bit. Like most guys, I hadn't really paid all that much attention to it. I mean, I knew it was there, but just not how MUCH was there ... Anyway, after Chris had trimmed back my bush, it took him a LONG time to shave my pubes and stomach. I was pre-cumming like crazy! But then came the delicate part: Chris pulled the skin tight on my hard, wet shaft ... while slowly and VERY carefully shaving the hairs from the base ... before stretching my sack and shaving it. Wiping off the remaining shaving cream with a towel, Chris smiled at me. "How'd I do?" Holding my stiff cock down, I stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring my torso, which was now smooth from my neck to the top of my legs. Honestly, it was hard to remember what I'd looked like down there without hair, since I discovered jacking-off after my pubes had started to grow in. It looked sorta weird, since I didn't have a suntan where the thick hair had been, but bare skin all the way to the base of my shaft was a real turn-on. And my cock looked WAY longer, after the forest of pubic hair had been cleared away, too! "How do YOU like it, Chris?" I asked. "Tyler, I'd love you if your body was covered in hair, or completely bald!" Chris exclaimed. "But I gotta tell you, I think your skin is awesome!" He stroked his hand over my newly bald pubes. "And it feels so soft!" Chris was sure right about that. I wrapped my hand around my balls and shaft, savoring the baby-soft skin, as Chris started the shower. We washed each other slowly and sensuously, cleaning away the dried sweat from our workout, earlier. And both of our cocks were begging for release, as we pulled on shorts and headed to my folk's house to spend the night. *** Well, guys, I think I'll end this chapter right here. I hope all of you enjoyed it! I wonder what happened between Devon and Jared, after they got back to their house? Do you think Devon will get to feel Jared's dick in his hand ... or Jared's hand around his meat? And what will the guys plan for Ryan's birthday party? (As I'm writing this, I don't know the answers to any of those questions.) Will Tyler like the bald look? I guess time will tell for all of those things. Why don't you send me an email with your thoughts on those questions? (fotogme11@yahoo.com) And while you're at it, if you have any suggestions for the story, let me know them, as well. Thanks for your email, in advance, and have a great week! Greg