Date: Fri, 2 May 2008 01:54:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Greg Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 31 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 so much for your emails this week ... and enjoy this chapter! *** Chapter Thirty-One (Kaiden narrates this chapter.) As the salesman put our license plates on the new Tacoma, Tyler turned around in his seat. "Okay, guys ... where to?" he asked, slipping the key into the ignition. Neither Ryan, Chris or I had any destination in mind; but we sure didn't want to drive straight back to the ranch, either! "Why don't we just drive around Boulder, and get to know the lay of the land?" Chris suggested. "As long as you're home for lunch," Josh stated from beside the open driver's door. "And Tyler ... be careful, and don't get in any trouble," Ben added, before thanking the salesman for putting on the plates. "I will ... and we won't, Dad," Tyler replied with a grin. "And Josh, we'll be home in plenty of time for lunch. I'll wanna give Mom her first ride in the pickup." "She'll enjoy that, Tyler," Ben laughed. It was obvious that Tyler's mind wasn't on what Ben and Josh had just said, but rather on having some fun driving the Tacoma. And as our two dads turned to chat with the salesman ... who had finished with the license plates moments before ... Tyler started the Tacoma. With a quick toot on the horn, we slowly glided out of the parking lot. "Which way, guys?" a grinning Tyler asked. "Um, I don't care," Ryan answered, as he fingered the back of Chris' seat. "Me either," I added as Tyler carefully drove to the intersection with Pearl Parkway. Chris turned on the radio ... and found a station playing music he liked ... while Josh and Ben watched us closely. "Why don't we head away from downtown first?" Chris stated the question while cranking up the bass until it was booming. "And then try to see as much of this city as we can before we have to head back to the ranch." Tyler enthusiastically agreed, turning left onto the well-traveled thoroughfare; and we spent the next hour, or so, driving aimlessly around the town. I've gotta tell you ... it was WAY cool for Ryan and me to be riding in the back seat with my good-looking older brothers up front. Just about every time I'd come into Boulder since we'd moved out here, we had a particular destination in mind, but just the opposite was true today. Tyler drove slowly. And the speed Tyler was driving, along with the open windows and the booming bass from the stereo system, made just the right combination to turn the heads of teenagers ... and more than a couple adults ... in other cars, or riding bicycles. Tyler had spent a little time driving around the C.U. campus earlier this summer, and he pointed out several of the university buildings, as we drove by them. "I can't wait until we're a couple of those guys," Tyler commented to Chris, nodding to three or four boys who were wandering across the campus, wearing slouchy blue jeans and t-shirts while carrying worn-looking book bags on their backs. "Me either," Chris answered, halfheartedly. Tyler glanced over at him and smiled, while running his hand over Chris' left thigh, fondling the dark hairs. "Don't worry, Chris ... I wouldn't think about going anywhere without you!" Tyler stated, returning both hands to the wheel. "You better not!" Chris laughed, eyeing Tyler lovingly. We cruised for a little while longer in silence, listening to the music and just enjoying the day and the new pickup. And when we passed a sign proclaiming "Foothills Community Park", Chris, Ryan and I craned our necks to get a look at the activity going on there. "Hey, Tyler ... turn around, and let's check out the park," Chris suggested. "Sounds cool to me," Tyler replied, turning left and driving around the block, before finding a spot to park the Tacoma in the crowded lot. He rolled up the windows, leaving just a crack open at the top, and turned off the motor. There seemed to be lots of people outdoors on this beautiful day ... and several of them had glanced in our direction before the music stopped. Quite a few people were walking or playing with their dogs in a large, fenced-in field, while little kids had fun in the playground, as their moms chatted among themselves. Climbing out of the truck, I couldn't help but notice a couple of girls around Chris' age staring and smiling dreamily at my older brothers. "It looks like they've got the hots for you two," I laughed, nudging Chris. He glanced at me, and then looked in the direction of the girls, giving them his best, sexy smile. Chris deftly pulled his t-shirt over his head, tucking it in the waistband of his shorts as we walked to the playground. The girls followed Chris' every move with their eyes. And as I watched them out of the corner of my eye, they began to walk towards us. "Way to go, Chris. Let's give them something to remember us by," Tyler stated, while smiling broadly at the girls. He lifted the hem of his shirt while rubbing his hand in large circles over his tanned, muscular stomach. "They can look all they want ... but they can't touch," Chris said, stopping by the jungle gym and doing a couple of standing push-ups, really flexing his muscles for all our benefit. "Uh-oh ... you're not all-of-a-sudden gonna get jealous on me; are you?" Tyler replied. Chris put a hand on Tyler's shoulder. "What do you think?" he laughed. It looked like Chris wanted to kiss Tyler, but with the crowd around, he thought better of it, at the last minute. And when I glanced away from my brothers, the girls had come quite a bit closer, while giggling among themselves. "Come on," Ryan laughed to me, "let's swing ... or do SOMETHING ... while those guys tease the girls." That sounded like fun to me, and we claimed the last two unoccupied swings ... near one end of a ten swing set ... sat on them, and began to rock back and forth lazily. One of the moms looked at us funny, like maybe we were too old to be there; but one little kid, in particular, seemed more than happy to have Ryan and me sitting on either side of him. He seemed to be around six or seven, and obviously he'd spent all summer outside in the sun. One large, pearly white front tooth was just beginning to come in, almost filling the gap, which had been left by the two baby teeth that had been there before. "Hey guyth!" he exclaimed, lisping badly. "My nameth Alexander Ryan Mitchell. But everybody callth me Ryan." "No way," I laughed. "'Cause he's Ryan, too." I nodded towards my younger brother. "And I'm Kaiden." When the young Ryan found out that he shared the same name as my brother, he literally beamed at my brother. "Co-ol," the kid replied. "I'm thicth yearth old and I can thwing really high. You wanna thee?" "Sure, Ryan," my brother Ryan answered. "Show us how high you can swing." As we watched, the shirtless youngster began to pump his thin, tanned legs, with a look of pure concentration on his cute face. He seemed SO proud as he pulled back on the chains at the appropriate times. I guess he must have just learned how to do it. While he didn't go all that high, I suppose it was pretty impressive for a kid his age. Glancing away, I noticed that Chris and Tyler were tossing a Frisbee with the girls and a couple of other high school aged guys that they'd attracted. Tyler had removed his shirt, and the sight of the four, athletic guys' tanned torsos caused me to immediately get a full-blown erection in my shorts. They were tenting badly, and I tried to adjust it to make it seem less noticeable. "Wow ... you're BIG down there!" the younger Ryan exclaimed, as he slowed his swinging to watch what I was doing. "I'm hard too, but you can't tell it," he commented, pinching at his groin. I felt like I was about to blush as I glanced around. But nobody seemed to be paying any attention to the three of us at the moment. "You'll be big in a few years, too," I grinned at our new, young friend. "Yeah ... mine's just starting to grow," my brother Ryan added. The six year-old smiled broadly, before telling my brother and me that he wanted to see how high we could go. Ryan began pumping furiously and I hurried to catch up, while the little kid just sat there, urging us on. "Come on, Kaiden," the youngster cried. "Ryan'th going higher than you." "Not for long!" I laughed, pumping my legs harder. The three of us had a ball on the swing set that morning. But finally it came to an end when one of the moms told Ryan that they had to go home for lunch. "Mom ... theeth are my two new friendth, Kaiden and Ryan," the kid said, pointing each of us out, as he said our names, before hopping down off his swing. "Sure they are," his mom said in a patronizing voice, before turning to me. "I hope he didn't bother you guys too much. "No bother at all," I replied, tousling the youngster's sun-bleached hair. "I think both my brother and I had a fun time hanging out with your son." Ryan agreed ... my brother, that is ... before asking, "Ma'am, what time is it, anyway?" She looked at her wristwatch. "About ten to noon." "Fuckin' shit!" my brother exclaimed. "I gotta tell Tyler!" Ryan ran off, towards the older teens who were still tossing the Frisbee. "Your mom letth you guyth use wordth like that?" a wide-eyed little Ryan asked me, while watching the retreating backside of his namesake. "No, Ryan ... if Mom was alive she wouldn't want us to use words like that," I stated. "But we're running late; we should have been home by now." I turned to Mrs. Mitchell. "Sorry about the language." "Apology accepted," Ryan's mom replied, "I guess you guys don't live around here, then?" "No ... we live on the J bar A ranch ... north of town," I said. "Our older brother, Tyler, got a new pickup today and we were driving around, breaking it in." "Awww, then I'll never thee you guyth again!" Ryan declared. "Well, not every day," I answered. "But school starts the week after next. Maybe we'll drop by the park some days after school." "That'd be really cool, if you did," Ryan commented enthusiastically. My brothers were hurrying to the Tacoma, so I added, "Well, we've gotta go. It was fun swinging with you, Ryan ... and nice to meet you, too, Mrs. Mitchell." "Bye, Kaiden!" Ryan shouted after me, as I raced to the pickup. "Hurry back!" Turning around and smiling, I called out, "I will!" I could tell that Tyler wanted to speed on the way home ... in the worst way ... but he kept the truck under the posted limit. "Damn!" Tyler exclaimed. "Dad's going to be mad. The first time we're out in the new truck, and we're going to get home late." Anyway, everyone was eating when we parked in front of the house, and we filled our plates with another of Maria's delicious lunches as we found places to sit at the crowded tables. Its a good thing we were all growing boys, because I have to say I'd never eaten food as good as we had every day on the ranch. As we were eating, I noticed Josh glancing at his watch and looking sternly at Tyler. I was sure our older brother would have some explaining to do, before too much longer! And I guess he must have talked to one of our dads before he, Chris and Ben took Tina for a drive in the Tacoma. Anyway, after lunch, Ryan also talked to Josh for a moment before asking me if I wanted to go horseback riding with him again this afternoon. Of course, I said yes, and after filling a couple of canteens and saddling up our horses, we took off in a northerly direction at a slow canter. I asked Ryan if we were going any place in particular, but he just replied that I'd find out before much longer. At first I wasn't sure, but after a while, it was obvious that we were heading towards a short line of trees in the middle of the field. And as we rode closer, I noticed there was a slight rise in the land and then an abrupt drop-off just on the other side of the trees. A horse was already tied there, and we dismounted, loosely tying ours next to it. As a cow mooed loudly, I turned to Ryan. "Is the herd down there?" I asked. "Part of it, at least," Ryan answered. "You GOTTA see this, Kaiden!" And as we walked around the trees, Ryan called out, "Hey, Jamie!" "Hi, guys," Jamie ... one of the cowboys on the J bar A ... answered, before lowering a powerful-looking pair of binoculars from his eyes and writing something on a pad of paper. "Look down there," Ryan commented while pointing to a couple of cattle. I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came out. I just stood there, openmouthed, as I saw my first pair of cattle copulate. "Fuck!" I finally replied, as my dick began to stiffen and throb. "I think that's what I said the first time I saw it with the twins," Ryan laughed. And moments later, he added to the lanky cowboy, "So it looks like they're still going at it, Jamie." "Yep, Ryan," Jamie said, shaking his head and smiling. "Those bulls only have one thing on their minds when they get around a cow in heat." He chuckled. "For most of the year, the bulls are only around other bulls. I guess that explains why they're so horny during breeding season." "Can we watch for a while?" I asked no one in particular. My eyes were glued to the scene before me ... and I must have started to absent-mindedly fondle my stiff cock through my shorts. "Damn!" "Go ahead and jack-off!" Jamie commented, eyeing my groin. "I know I did the first time I saw a bull hump a cow." Then he laughed. "Truth be told, I still whip it out sometimes, when the action gets really intense." Jamie turned his attention back towards the scene unfolding before us, as a couple of bulls ... one that looked old and battle scarred and one young and virile ... began to paw the ground and butt heads over a cow that was grazing nearby. He raised the binoculars to his eyes for a closer look, and smiled. "I've been watching those two bulls for a couple of years, now," Jamie commented. "And it finally looks like the younger one's got a chance to beat out the older one for that heifer." We watched that battle for a few moments, and when I turned my attention back to the bull and cow, they had separated. Jamie might have been right about the old bull, but he wasn't giving up without a hell of a fight. I don't know how long we watched, but it sure seemed like a long time! "I'd think those bulls would knock each other out, banging their heads together, like that," I stated, as I thought about what it would feel like to slam my head against someone else's. "Yeah, you'd think so," Jamie replied. "But I've been doing this since I was your age, Kaiden, and I've never seen one get seriously hurt. Sometimes they do get bunged-up some, though." Jamie shook his head and smiled ... like he was remembering something. "At least our bulls don't have horns," he added. "You should see Hereford bulls go at each other on the open range!" Trying to imagine the scene Jamie described, I shook my head, as our three sets of eyes were glued to the foray in front of us. At the moment both bulls were standing head to head and pressing forward against the other one with all their might. The muscles in their bodies were standing out in strained relief from all the exertion. Powerfully, the younger bull pressed forward with all his might, driving the older bull away; and Jamie cried out, "The young one's got him ... he whipped him!" "Yeah!" Ryan exclaimed, pounding his fist into his other hand. "Way to go!" The old male started to turn around and come back, but snorting wildly, the young winner ran him off again, before claiming his prize. With his long, pointed dick hanging stiffly from the middle of his belly, the bull climbed onto the back of the receptive female, poking his penis against the middle of her ass, where it disappeared inside the cow. "Shit," I mumbled, stroking my dick again. "I gotta jack-off, this time." "Me, too!" Ryan added. "I think I'll join you guys, if you don't mind," Jamie laughed. In seconds all three of us had our jeans or shorts unzipped, had pulled out our cocks and were furiously pounding our meat. The scene with the cattle was hot, but I couldn't help but look around at Jamie and Ryan. Ryan's deeply tanned face was a study in concentration, as he wildly pumped his barely pubescent meat. And I had to smile, because I'd been the one who'd taught him how to jack-off. He'd sure learned that lesson quickly and well ... and SO much more over the weeks! Jamie was a pretty average-looking Hispanic guy ... slim and muscular, with straight black hair, a wide, circular face and dark brown skin. I'd guess he must have been around twenty at the time, and he really knew how to handle his thick, uncut dick. I suppose he'd had lots of practice! Anyway, it was sure awesome, the way he'd pull his long foreskin over the head and then slide the extra skin back down the shaft. From the juicy slapping sounds he was making, Jamie's balls must have been producing gallons of pre-cum. "OH, FUCK!" Ryan cried out, as he leaned back, seeming to suck in his stomach under his t-shirt. "I'm gonna nut, guys. FUCK, I'M GONNA NUT!" Ryan held his breath, as his body tensed-up. And moments later several shots of clear semen spurted from his boyish dick. Then he shivered, as a huge smile crossed his face. He shook all over, as he laughed and said, "Damn, that was good!" Seeing Ryan in the throes of ecstasy drove me over the edge. I clamped down on my pubic muscles, spreading my feet a little while bending my knees. As I thrust my pelvis forward, I felt cum enter the base of my shaft. "I'm cummin'!" I exclaimed loudly. "Way to go!" Ryan encouraged me, as my seed began to spurt onto the ground. "Damn ... that was one big load, Kaiden!" I kept pumping, harder and harder, through my orgasm, and as Jamie watched me with a knowing smile, I began to shoot again. It wasn't a lot this time; the cum just dribbled down my hand. But two orgasms in a row felt WAY awesome! Suddenly the muscles in Jamie's wiry body pulled tight, as the squishing sound intensified. He cupped his left hand in front of his cock. Jamie didn't say anything, but as he stroked harder, his obviously rock-hard dick unloaded his steaming seed into the palm of his hand. And after catching as much as he could, Jamie slurped up the sperm from his open fist. It was really hot watching him ... but after his orgasm had run its course, Jamie apparently began to have second thoughts about the wisdom of jacking off with us. "Um, guys," he began, "I hope this can just be our little secret." "Sure, Jamie," I replied. "If you don't want us to tell anyone, we'll keep quiet about it ... right Ryan?" "Yeah, Jamie ... if that's what you want," Ryan agreed. Jamie chuckled, "Its not like we did anything bad. It's just ... I don't know ... I'm not sure what the other guys on the ranch would say, if they found out I jacked off with you two boys." I knew that a lot of them could care less, but maybe Jamie knew something that I didn't. Looking back on it, I guess maybe he did have a point. I don't know where the rules came from, but if you ask me, our society has some weird ones. Of course, I've never been abused in any way, so I don't know what its like; but it seems like some people get way too uptight whenever an adult does anything sexual around a kid ... even though its really none of their business. Anyway, that afternoon, Jamie just went along with Ryan and me ... doing what any guy would have done. The three of us spent the rest of the afternoon in the north pasture, watching the bulls and cows mate; and Jamie recorded each one. It was yet another chapter in the continuing saga of my education, sexual and otherwise. Damn, I learned a lot that summer ... and the first day of school was still a week away! *** Well, this seems like a great spot to end this chapter. I covered most of what I'd planned when I began to outline it in my mind. But the young Ryan character just popped into my head when the guys stopped at the park. I hope you readers enjoyed him and that the lithping didn't make it too hard to follow what he said! If you enjoyed this chapter, I hope you'll send me an email (fotogme11@yahoo.com) and let me know about it. Have a great week, everybody! Greg