Date: Tue, 2 Oct 2007 05:44:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I've Got the Best Family chapter 2

I've Got the Best Family

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)

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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 to Steve for all his help with proofing this chapter!

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And thanks to all of you guys for reading.  I hope you're enjoying this
tale!  My first story, "I'll Suck You" introduced a majority of the
characters that will appear in "I've Got the Best Family" to readers.  I'm
really hoping that readers of this story will want to read "I'll Suck You"
to get all the background.  I don't want to bore long-time readers of this
serial with a lot of repetitive information on characters that they already
know a lot about.  But by the same token, I want to give new readers, who
may not have read my first story, enough information to allow them to feel
at home with the characters.  It's a difficult balancing act, but I hope
I've been at least partially successful at it!

If you're enjoying "I've Got the Best Family", I'd sure like to hear from
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Well, enough of all that!  Let's get on with the story ...

Chapter Two:

"You bet we like to jack off!" one of the guys ... Carlos, I think
... exclaimed with a big smile.

"Yeah," David finished his brother's thought, as his left hand encircled
his throbbing inches. "But I was afraid that maybe YOU didn't like to jack
off."

I laughed while my right fist took up its now familiar position.  "It's
only one of the most fun things I know how to do!" I declared.  And my dick
urged me to pump it hard and fast.  I thought I was an expert at stroking
my cock ... and I'd only learned how to do it after I met Kaiden, earlier
this month.

There wasn't a whole lot of conversation between us, as each of us
pleasured our meat in the way we liked the most.  It would have probably
been nice to lie back on the lush grass and enjoy the sensations around my
body as I stroked my cock; but I wanted to watch David and Carlos more.  So
I just spread my legs wide as I sat opposite them.

I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help but notice that the twins looked
like mirror images of each other.  David was reclining on his right elbow,
while he stroked his seriously hard boyhood with his left hand.  And Carlos
was doing the same thing ... except his right fist tugged at his erection
as he leaned on his left arm.  Their dark brown skin contrasted nicely
against the deep green of the soft grass.

I guess I must have really been staring, because Carlos laughed, "Hey David
... it looks like Ryan likes watching us jack off."

David glanced towards me for a second.  "Cool!" he commented.  And then he
refocused all of his attention on his hard tool.

I'd never seen a couple of guys who pumped their dicks so frantically.  And
in moments, first David, followed closely by Carlos, had identical pained
looks on their faces, as they reached the point of no return.

"Caray!" David shouted in Spanish, followed seconds later by "Oh fuck!"
from Carlos, as whitish cum splattered over the smooth, dark-tanned skin of
their writhing, slim bodies.  The pained looks immediately turned to broad
smiles of pleasure; and they glanced at each other before directing their
attention towards me.

I was right on the edge, and seeing the other guys nut pushed me over the
brink.  As I felt my jizz enter the base of my shaft, I sucked in my
already flat stomach. And squeezing my dick more firmly, I began to shoot.

"Unh! ... Unh! ... Unh! ... Unh! ... Unh!" I cried as my cum spurted onto
my stomach and dribbled over my hand.

"Way to go!" one of the twins shouted.  But as I raised my cum-covered fist
to my mouth and began to lick it clean, he added, "Yuck ... you're gonna
EAT your cum?"

"Yeah," I replied, like it was the weirdest question he could have asked
me.  "You mean that you guys have never tasted yours?"

"No ..." Carlos said, but he swiped up a dollop of his semen and raised his
hand to his lips.  After sticking out his tongue, he tentatively licked the
spunk from his fingers.

"Well?"

He gave me a little smile and then turned towards his brother.  "It's not
sweet like ice cream ... but it's sure okay!"

David still had a look on his face, like he wasn't sure...

"Come on, David; don't wimp out on us!" Carlos prodded.  "Go ahead and try
it."

While David was sampling his first taste of sperm, I scooted over closer to
the twins.  And as I was wondering if the cum from identical twins tasted
the same, I noticed that both of their dicks were still hard as they
pointed toward the sky.

"Fuck, guys," I exclaimed. "Your cocks are different!"

Sure enough, I'd discovered a difference between the identical twins.  Even
though their poles seemed to be around the same length, David's hard
boyhood was almost straight, while Carlos' made a definite bend to the
left.  Now, at least I had a way to tell them apart!

"I guess if I ever need to know which guy I'm talking to, I'll just have to
get him naked and hard!" I declared with a smirk.

"Damn," David commented while facing his brother, "he's found out ONE of
our secrets ..." Then he smiled at me, like he was really happy that I was
curious enough about them to notice the difference.

"Oh well," Carlos sat up and shrugged his shoulders.  Turning to me, he
continued, "But you won't tell Kaiden about it, will you?"

"No, I'll keep quiet about it."  But I sure hoped that my brother would get
a chance to find it out for himself!

After taking a final dip in the stream, to rinse off any of the remaining
cum, we lay in the grass for a while, basking in the golden, late-afternoon
sunlight.  As we talked, I found out that the twin's dad had moved their
family to the ranch several years ago.  I guess he had drifted around a
lot, from job to job, before then; but everyone really liked living and
working on the J bar A.  We talked about boy stuff for a little while, and
suddenly ... or so it seemed ... the sun dropped below the foothills.

"I guess I'd better be heading towards home, before somebody rides out
looking for me," I commented.

"Yeah, David and I need to get back too," Carlos said as he rounded up his
clothes.  "I'm sure glad we decided to come out here today!"

"Me too," I commented, slithering into my tight cut-offs.  "Do you guys
come out here often?"

"I wish; 'cause it's a really fun spot," David replied.  "But neither of us
gets out here as much as we used to.  This is the first year that Dad has
let us work on the ranch during the summer.  And after working all day,
we're usually tired.  I guess it's just a lot easier to go swimming in the
pool!"

I was sorta surprised, but really happy to hear that David and Carlos used
the pool.  Back then, I had a LOT to learn about life on our ranch.  But
over the years, I've discovered that Dad is a really great person to work
for.  While he asked for and expected a lot, Dad always treated the people
who worked for him a lot like family ... and not just as employees.

"Well, I'm SURE glad you guys were out here today!" I exclaimed as I
slipped my feet into my worn Nikes.

"Me too!" Carlos declared with a big smile on his boyish face; and after
tying his shoes, he began to gather up the horses, while somebody clanged
the dinner bell off in the distance.  "Sounds like we'd better get back
..."

Quickly, we mounted the horses.  There was still plenty of light to see by,
but the air was getting cool on our bare chests as we galloped back to the
ranch.  We didn't talk much during those ten or fifteen minutes; but as we
approached the stables, David asked, "Ryan, are you gonna be around
tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yeah, as far as I know," I answered, while dismounting.  "Why?"

"Well ... some of us guys usually get together on Sunday afternoons and
play softball or football," David continued, as we unsaddled the horses.
"It'll probably be football tomorrow."

"Sounds like fun to me!" I commented.  "All right if I tell Tyler about
it?"

"Sure, I think we'd all like to meet him; and our brother Robert should be
there, too," David said as we lugged the saddles into the barn.  "The more
guys we have, the more fun it'll be."

After lifting the saddles onto saddle horses, the three of us walked back
outside; and Carlos latched the door.

"Where do you guys play at, anyway?" I asked while leaning against the rail
fence of the corral.

"Over in that field ... usually around two or three o'clock," Carlos said
as he glanced over behind the stables.  "We try to keep the grass mowed,
and it's fenced off from the cattle and horses, so we don't have to watch
where we step."  He picked up a foot, looked at the sole of his shoe and
laughed.

I grinned back at him.  "I'll be there."  And then I paused for a long
moment; I guess I REALLY hated for this afternoon to end!  "I'm sure glad I
finally met you guys!"

"Same here," both of the twins added.  And after we left the stable, they
headed off to their house, while I walked across the patio to the back
door.

"Ryan ... there you are!" Dad exclaimed as I entered the kitchen.  "I was
just about to ride out to the creek and look for you boys!"

"Sorry, I'm late," I began ... before what Dad had just said sunk in.  I
smiled at him as I straddled a stool.  "Wait a minute, Dad ... did you just
say BOYS?  How did you know that Carlos and David would be out there?"

"Ryan," he began with a deadly serious look on his face, "nothing much
happens on this ranch that I don't know about."  He paused for a moment to
let the words sink in; and when he saw the expression on my face, he
continued.  "You might want to remember that ..." Then he gave me a
fatherly smile and wrapped his arm around my shoulder in a quick hug.

(Over the years, I've learned that Dad was right.  He DID know just about
everything that occurred on the ranch.  But maybe that was because he made
a lot of it happen.  I found out a lot later, that the twin's mom had
suggested that they ride out to St. Vrain Creek that afternoon.  And that
was after she'd been talking to Josh ...)

"Did you have fun this afternoon?" Dad asked.  He took four homemade pizzas
out of the refrigerator and opened the oven doors.

"You bet I did!" I exclaimed.  "And I made a couple of new friends, too
... Carlos and David.  The twins invited Tyler and me to play football with
them tomorrow afternoon."

"I'm sure you'll have another fun time with the guys ... and I bet they'll
be glad to have a couple more players, too," Dad said, as he set the timer.
And a moment later, he added, "Why don't you go out and tell Ben and Tina
that we'll be eating in fifteen minutes?  And Ryan ... Tyler's upstairs in
his bedroom, unpacking; would you let him know too ... before you get
cleaned up for supper?"

(Tyler also had a bedroom in his parent's house.  But at the slide
presentation we gave to Ben and Tina last night, he'd told his folks that
Chris was his boyfriend ... and that they wanted to be together all the
time.)

"Okay," I replied; and I hopped off the stool and headed next door to let
Tyler's folks know that we were about ready to eat.  I knocked on the door,
and stuck my head inside.  Before lunch, the place had been a mess, with
boxes everywhere; but it seemed like most of them were gone ... from the
living room, at least.  "Dad wanted me to tell you that we'll be eating
pretty soon."

"Thanks, Ryan!" Mrs. Wilson replied.  "Why don't you come in for a minute?"

"It sure looks a lot better around here!" I exclaimed as I glanced round.

"I guess," Tina commented with a wry grin.  And then she looked towards her
husband and smiled more fully.  "I think we're really going to like it
here."

"Yeah," Mr. Wilson replied as he gave Tina a gentle squeeze, "And I can't
wait to get started on the studio ..."

"... AFTER we finish unpacking!" Tina added, finishing Ben's statement.
"Ryan, tell your dad that we'll be right over."

"I will," I replied, closing the door behind me as I left.  I darted
through the kitchen, calling out to Dad that Tyler's folks would be over
before long.  And I ran up the stairs to the room I thought was going to be
Tyler's.  The door was open and the light was on, so I walked right in.
But Tyler wasn't there!

I guess I ought to tell you that the ranch house was big; there were seven
large bedrooms.  Josh and Tim's room was on the front side of the house,
over the living room ... and it was twice the size of the other bedrooms.
My bedroom was all the way at the other end of the hall, on the front side
of the house, over Dad's office; and it was connected by a bathroom to the
room Kaiden was going to have.  Chris and Tyler's rooms were across the
hall from Kaiden's and mine.  And a bathroom connected them, too.

Anyway, when Tyler wasn't in his room, I called out his name and walked
through the bathroom to Chris' corner room.  Tyler was busy tacking a final
poster to the wall.  He'd already put several up.  And as he stretched to
reach the top corner, his tank top pulled away from his low-slung shorts.
It revealed a tanned strip of flesh around his toned middle, and a wide,
dark happy trail surrounding his belly button before it disappeared
invitingly into the front of his cargos.

My cock started to get hard at the sight: I sure hoped I would look that
hot when I was sixteen!

"What do you think?" Tyler asked as he glanced around the room.

"You're ... ummm ... I mean IT'S looking pretty good!" I smirked at my new
brother.  "I guess you're planning to be in THIS room most of the time ..."

"Duh ..." Tyler replied as he smoothly stepped off of the bed.  He paused,
thoughtfully; but then he smiled at me.  "Of course, Chris and I need to
talk about it; but I think we'll sleep in this room and set-up the other
bedroom with our desks and computers.  And maybe we'll put in a couch or
some comfortable chairs, for when we listen to music with Kaiden and you,
or our other friends."

"Cool," I commented, as I looked around the room again.  "And I really like
the posters."

"Thanks," Tyler stated.  Then he smiled at me as he tousled my hair.  "Why
don't you ask Josh if you and Kaiden can set-up your rooms something like
this?"

"I think I will ..." I responded, while remembering all the fun times
Kaiden and I had spent together recently.  After standing up, I continued,
"Dad said that the pizzas are about ready."

"Okay, I'll be right down," Tyler said as he scooped up the extra tacks and
dropped them in a small jar.  He took a final look around the room; and
nodding his head, Tyler smiled at his handiwork.  "I think Chris is gonna
like this."

"Yeah, I bet he will," I commented as we walked into the bathroom.

Stopping by the sink, Tyler turned on the water and began to wash his
hands.  And I squirted some soap on my fingers as I joined him.  After
drying off, we headed downstairs to the aroma of freshly baked pizza
... and my stomach growled loudly, just as the two of us entered the
kitchen.

"It sounds like somebody's hungry!" Dad exclaimed as he rolled the pizza
cutter over the delicious-looking and smelling pies.

"Yeah," Ben replied; and then he glanced at Tyler and me before answering
further. "Josh, I think we ALL are!  It's been a long time since lunch."

"Sorry, Ben; but a certain twelve-year old boy, whose name I won't mention,
was late getting home this evening!" Dad said.  But when he looked in my
direction, I saw only a smile ... and a good dose of fatherly pride ... in
his eyes.

"I'm sorry, everybody," I stated, "but I was having so much fun that the
time just got away from me ..." I gave everyone my best smile, as I took a
seat on one of the stools at the counter, and they all seemed to accept my
apology.

"I guess my stomach forgives you," a grinning Tyler declared, while sliding
his long legs around the stool next to me.  He placed his right foot on the
bottom rung of my stool.  And as he adjusted his package, he pressed his
hairy calf tightly against my leg, while our eyes met for a moment.

Somebody had set out paper plates and napkins.  And Tina handed each of us
a glass of ice, while Dad and Ben brought the steaming pizzas over to the
counter and put them down between us.  After pouring our sodas, Tyler and I
wolfed down a couple of slices before the adults had even eaten one each.
And while I didn't keep track, I'll bet we kept close to that pace
throughout the rest of the meal.

After eating ... and cleaning up the mess ... we sat around the kitchen and
talked for a little while.  It seemed like Tina was really happy with the
progress on their house.  Tyler's parents were finally at the point in
unpacking where the end was in sight, even though it was still a ways down
the road.  A couple of ranch hands had helped them move furniture after
lunch, and they had taken out some of Dad's things and replaced them with
pieces of furniture they had moved from Kansas.

"I can finally see what it's going to look like," Tina said.  "And it's
starting to look a lot more like home!"  Then she turned to her son.
"How's your room coming, Tyler?"

"Pretty good," he replied.

I supposed that Tyler must have already set-up his bedroom in his parent's
house, and one of the rooms upstairs was looking really good to me.  As the
adults continued talking about stuff that interested them, Tyler asked me
if I was planning to do anything tonight.

"Not really," I replied.  "Do you have any ideas?"

"Well, I know what I'd like for us to do, LATER tonight ..." Tyler said
quietly, while dropping his right hand onto my knee and squeezing it
gently.  He stared into my eyes with a lust-filled smile on his face; and I
stifled a moan while I returned his gaze.  (I was pretty sure I was going
to enjoy what Tyler had on his mind!)  "But right now, I think I'd like to
see a movie.  Why don't we check to see if there are any theaters in
Boulder with a nine-thirty show."

I always enjoyed going to the movies back then ... and I still do.  "Yeah,
that'd be fun!" I exclaimed as I slipped off of my stool.

Tyler was right behind me, as we walked across the hall and into Dad's
outer office.  After powering up the computer, Tyler searched for movie
theaters in the Boulder area; and we found a couple of them.  There was a
multi-plex with ten screens; and it had several flicks starting between
nine-thirty and ten o'clock.

"What about this one?" Tyler asked, pointing at the screen as he clicked on
the title.

"Yeah ... Austin Powers is really funny," I replied.  And we shut down the
computer, after Tyler noted the start time, which was about half an hour
away.

"Let me ask Dad for the car keys," Tyler said.  "If we leave right away, I
think we can just make it."

Ben made a half-hearted show of reluctance to give Tyler the keys before
smiling and handing them over, but Dad agreed right away that I could go to
the movie.  The Wilson's had a pretty new, dark blue Buick; it was the kind
of car that I'd seen old people drive.

"Damn, but I've gotta get some wheels of my own," Tyler declared before
pulling his door shut.  He rolled his eyes in the dim light of the car
interior, while shaking his head.

"Yeah, that'd be WAY cool; I sure hope you get one soon!" I replied,
buckling my seatbelt.

Tyler nodded, and seconds later he slipped the car in gear and we headed
towards the highway.  The drive into town took around twenty minutes, and
the movie theater complex was right on the main road.  We found a place to
park in the crowded lot, before walking briskly to one of the ticket
windows.

Tyler bought a couple of tickets to "Austin Powers in Goldmember".  And as
we pulled open the door to our theater, it was obvious that we were a few
minutes late.  The house lights had already gone down and they were playing
previews of coming attractions.  But in the light from the screen, I could
make out that the movie house was around half full.  There was a good-sized
open spot about halfway down; and Tyler led the way toward it.  He chose an
empty row and took a seat near the middle of it.

"Move down a couple more," I whispered.  "I don't want to have to sit
behind those people."

Tyler glanced at the heads of some tall people in front of me. And he
smiled in the flickering light, as he shifted over a few seats.  "Sorry!"
he whispered.

When it began, the movie was really funny ... the theater was so full of
laughter that sometimes it was hard to hear what the people on the screen
were saying.  But as it went along, it didn't seem as funny as it had been.
Anyway, about halfway through the picture, we discovered that the armrest
between us could be pushed back between the seats.  And I scooted over
closer to Tyler, as he wrapped his strong arm around my shoulder, and we
began to really enjoy each other's company.

For a kid who had never had any brothers or sisters, it felt awesome just
to be sitting so close to my new brother ... a guy who was so tall and
strong ... someone who REALLY loved me.  As I thought about all the fun
we'd had together since we met, suddenly I got a hard-on that wouldn't
quit.  And I idly began to fondle it through my shorts, as I leaned my head
into Tyler's shoulder.  I guess I didn't pay much attention to the rest of
the movie, as I reflected back on everything that had happened to me this
summer.  Now I had two great dads, three awesome brothers ... and today I
made a couple of new friends.

Wow ... my life had never been this good!

***

Well guys, I think I'll end chapter two right here.  I hope you're enjoying
this story, because I have a lot more of it that I want to tell!  And, of
course, I'd always like to hear from you (fotogme11@yahoo.com) or from
within the Yahoo Group for my stories
(ill_suck_you-subscribe@yahoogroups.com).

I have one other story, which was the first in what I hope will be a long
series of stories about these guys.  If you enjoyed this chapter and would
like to read about how this tale began, you might like to check out "I'll
Suck You".  It's in the gay/incest section of Nifty and the final post was
June 25, 2007 (/nifty/gay/incest/ill-suck-you/).

You guys have a great week!  Greg