Date: Sun, 27 Jun 2010 04:38:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 30

More is Better

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant: Drew
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places,
events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
sex between family members and their friends, and is written solely for the
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Chapter Thirty:

(Kaiden narrates.)

"Shit, Ryan ... I just noticed," I began, with a big grin.  "You shaved
your pubes!"

My brother laughed.  "Well, actually, Cole did it; he said it'd make the
paint look better."

"I guess, but I NEVER thought you'd EVER shave them off," I replied,
pausing for a second or two.  "Damn, I wish I'D thought about wearing body
paint."

"That was Cole's idea, too," Ryan divulged.  His fingers touched his
throbbing cock head for a second, before he pulled them away.  "Shit,
Kaiden, it's not as great as you think.  I can't rub my dick a lot, unless
I want to mess up my costume."

"That's sure gonna be hard for you, Ryan," I agreed, knowing that my
brother could never go very long without needing release.

"Yeah," he smiled sadly.  "I'm liking the whole body paint idea less and
less all the time."

"Well, it sure LOOKS hot, anyway," I commented, stretching out my hand and
fingering Ryan's tail.  "Damn!"

"Hey, Kaiden!" a familiar girl's voice called out.

Back when I still had the hots for Brianne, I had asked her to the
Halloween party.  Of course, at the time, she said 'yes', but sometime
after I found out that Eric was the one for me, she told me that she still
wanted to attend ... if I was okay with it.  I was; and she had asked our
friend from the football team, Drew, to come with her.  While Brianne was
just wearing her cheerleader's uniform as a costume, and Drew was wearing
school clothes, he came covered in fake ... but very real-looking
... blood.

"Awesome!" Eric greeted Drew, glancing enviously at his get-up.

"She thinks its a little too gory," Drew answered, looking dreamily into
Brianne's eyes.  Wow ... so THEY were a couple now ... or, at least, Drew
obviously wanted them to become one.  "I think I'm gonna have to wash some
of it off; if I want a kiss."

But proving him wrong, Brianne brought her mouth to his in a quick peck.

"Yuk, Drew," Ryan laughed, by way of greeting, causing Brianne to kiss Drew
again.

And, as all of us were talking and laughing, several others arrived.
Chance came in with his girlfriend, though neither of them was wearing much
in the way of a costume.  He was dressed as a cowboy ... big shock there,
since that's what he wore every day ... while she was just wearing jeans
and a shirt, like most any girl in her late teens or early twenties might.
She WAS wearing one of those little masks over her eyes ... so I guess she
had on a costume.  At about the same time, Colton and the Myers boys also
showed up; it looked like they had come together.  Colton was dressed in
baggy clothes and carried a skateboard, while Jared wore the tiniest of
miniskirts and skimpy halter top over bulging, but obviously fake, boobs.
He had on a blonde wig and tons of face paint.  Devon was a duded-up
cowboy. That role fit him really well.

Colton and Jared latched on to Chris right away, as Devon walked in our
direction.

"Hey, guys!" he greeted us, in his prepubescent voice, a big smile crossing
his face.  "What the fuck, Ryan?"

No doubt about it, while his full body paint may have had disadvantages,
Ryan's costume was the hit of the party ... early-on, at least.

"And you're a policeman, Kaiden?" Devon continued.

"Um, ye-ah," I laughed, before adding, "I'm the sexy bad cop, while Chris,
over there, is the good cop.  He's sexy, too, I guess."

Smiling, but with a wondering look on his face, Devon said, "Okay."  He
paused for a second, thinking, I suppose.  "But, hey ... what's the
difference, anyway?  I mean, it looks like you two guys are dressed the
same way."

"Almost," I laughed, "but I get to carry this."  I removed the slim paddle
from it's holster and gave Devon a gentle whack with it.  "What do you
think?"

"He's gonna want to spank everybody here, probably," Ryan chuckled.

"Oh, don't worry, I WILL," I replied evilly.  "Especially YOUR bare ass,
bro!"

I gave Ryan a gentle tap, too.  Maybe it wouldn't be so gentle the next
time, though.

"Hey," Devon laughed, "I liked the sound of it on your bare skin, Ryan."

"Oh you DID, did you?" Ryan answered, with half a smile.  Probably not
wanting to encourage me, though, he changed the subject, as he continued,
"Wow, Devon, a ten gallon hat and everything."  He flicked the brim of
Devon's large, white hat.  "I'm impressed!"

As I laughed, agreeing with Ryan, Devon asked, "Have you guys seen David
yet?"

"Yeah, he was just here," Ryan answered, green eyes flashing from his red
face.  He glanced around for a moment.  "Well, I don't see him right now
... but he WAS here."

"Cool," Devon replied.  "Will I know him when I see him?"

"How should I know?" Ryan laughed.  "But hey ... he's YOUR boyfriend, isn't
he?"

"Well ... not officially; not yet, anyways," Devon stated, with a sappy
grin.  "But I'm hoping; man, I'm hoping!"

As we were talking, somebody showed up in a creepy grim reaper costume,
complete with wicked-looking sickle.  He or she was tall, so it was
probably an adult.  I wasn't sure who, though.

"Get a load of that guy," Ryan said, nodding in the direction of the black
robed figure.

"Shit, he gives me the creeps!" Devon stated, shyly.

"Not me," I boldly disagreed.  "I'm gonna go over and say hi to him."

Without a moment's hesitation, I strode toward the guy, with Ryan and Devon
in tow.

"Hey!" I greeted him, cheerily.  "That's an awesome costume."

He turned his deeply shadowed face toward mine, but didn't speak a word.
Fuck ... it was almost like there WASN'T a face beneath the folds of
heavy-looking, black fabric.  While he didn't reply to my greeting, he
seemed to glance from me to Devon, before his eyes rested on Ryan.  He
raised his sickle slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Dude, I think he want's you," I snickered in Ryan's direction.

Laughing, Ryan answered, "Well, I'm not dying anytime soon, so you can't
have me."

When the grim reaper didn't say anything, but raised his sickle again, we
decided to move on.

"Hey ... there's David and Carlos!" Devon exclaimed happily, catching a
glimpse of our football-player friend, wearing black gloves, and his
brother ... dressed like Cupid, in very skimpy white briefs, and carrying a
bow in his white-gloved hands.  A quiver of arrows completed the costume.
Immediately, Devon headed in the direction of the twins.

Chuckling, and using a low voice, Ryan asked, "You knew that was really
Carlos, dressed like David, didn't you?"

"No, I haven't talked to him yet," I said quietly, shaking my head.
"Sounds like they're gonna try to fool Devon."

"I think that's the plan, anyway," Ryan agreed.  "It'll be fun to see how
long they can make it work."

I shook my head 'yes', as we followed Devon.  He greeted the twins, before
Carlos wrapped his arms around Devon in a long embrace, followed by a
short, but passionate, kiss.  David, SO sexy in his tiny costume,
immediately got hard, as he watched his brother hold his lover in his arms.

"Um ... David ... is something wrong?" Devon asked tentatively.

"Of course not," Carlos answered with assurance.  He gave out with a
nervous giggle, however.  "I'm just excited about the party, I guess."

"Me, too," Devon stated, smiling broadly.  He looked at David.  "Damn,
Carlos, you're not wearing much more than Ryan!"

"And I thought I was gonna be the guy with the least on tonight," David
replied, shaking his head, while absentmindedly fingering the few tufts of
pubic hair that stuck out of the waistband of his tiny, bikini briefs.
"Well, the night's still young, I guess."

More partygoers arrived in the next few minutes, and by the time someone
announced the buffet was open, the studio was filled with our close friends
and family.  Everyone seemed to be having a great time, as I got in line,
right behind Chris, to get something to eat.  I took out my paddle and
tapped him on the ass.

"I wonder why I let him be the bad cop, anyway?" Chris laughed, in the
direction of Tyler and Eric, who were in line in front of him.

"'Cause you wanted to get a spanking from me," I replied, swatting Chris
again, quite a bit harder this time.

"Fuck, that hurt, you little shit!" Chris snarled, but then he wrapped his
arms around me in a big hug.  Smiling, he added, "You're gonna get yours,
little bro ... just you wait."

Holstering the paddle, while glancing in the direction of David, Devon,
Carlos, and Ryan, I taunted, "NOW I'm REALLY afraid!"

Chris just smiled in an evil way that seemed to say, 'I'm gonna get you for
this, Kaiden!'

I grinned back, before dropping the mirrored shades over my eyes.  I wasn't
afraid of my big brother; Chris was a big teddy bear, most of the time.
But he didn't forget stuff either.  If he said he would get even with me,
he would try to find a way to do it.  I would have to be on my guard the
rest of the night.

Everybody got his or her food, and, as I was finishing my snack, someone
switched the creepy background music, which had been playing, for something
we could dance to.

"Say, Tyler, too bad your patient's got a broken leg!"  I laughed, in the
direction of my lover.

"Um, not for long," Eric answered, peeling apart a few velcro strips and
slipping out of the cast.

I've always had a thing for guys' legs, and, as the pants leg of an old
pair of bluejeans, which had been split to the upper thigh, to make room
for the cast, opened over my lover's knee, it gave all of us a good look at
his lightly-tanned and very shapely calf.  Immediately, my cock twitched.

"Hey, it's a miracle; I'm healed!" Eric exclaimed with a laugh.

"What can I say?"  Tyler chuckled, in a self-satisfied way.  "I'm a really
good nurse."

Nodding his agreement, Eric pulled me to my feet.  By the time the second
song began, just about everyone had grabbed a partner and was dancing.
Dad, in his diaper, the prune-faced old woman, and the grim reaper stood
off to the side and watched, before the old woman asked dad to dance.  I
had thought maybe Josh was the black-robed agent of death, but maybe he was
the old crone instead.

By nine-thirty, everyone who was coming to the party had arrived.  Not long
after the football game ended ... with an impressive win for the good guys,
so we were headed to the playoffs ... Luke, Samantha, Robert, and Amy
showed up.  Luke, especially, caught everybody's eye with his costume.
Carrying a lightweight dumbbell, he was wearing a bodybuilder's thong.
Fuck!  His ripped, chocolate-brown-skinned body was hot; he'd even gotten a
tan on his ass ... which was normally a few shades lighter than his legs
and chest.  Occasionally, he would flex for effect ... and what an effect
it had, on all of us!  Robert looked really funny, a Hispanic guy dressed
Emo, while their girlfriends were wearing college sweatshirts and short
skirts.  Brad showed up at about the same time, in his usual skateboarding
clothes, while Miguel and Jamie arrived a few minutes later with their
dates.

What with the dancing, and all the scantily clad, very hot guys in the
room, the studio would have been more than warm enough, even without the
newly installed, ceiling-mounted heaters.  I gotta tell you, though nobody
was making out, the raw, animal sex in the room was so thick you could have
cut it with a knife.  I don't know about the girls, but I swear every dick
in the room was hard ... and, believe me, I can tell!

After getting some hot, apple cider punch for himself and Ryan, and taking
a tiny sip of his, Cole asked, "Who's up for a game of Spin the Bottle?"

While the guys with female dates decided to take turns playing Twister, the
rest of us teens clustered together near the dance floor.

"I think this better be where I call it an evening," Tina ... who was
dressed like an old man ... said.

"You don't have to leave, Mom," Eric replied sincerely.

"Thanks, honey ... but, yeah, I think I'd better," she laughed.  "You guys
have fun, though!"

Ben gave his wife a quick kiss, and the two of them talked for a moment,
before Tina left.  While, over the months we had known her, Tina had grown
accustomed to seeing a guy's naked body, I suppose she was afraid the sexy
stuff might get a little out of hand for her tastes.  Rather than tell us
we couldn't have fun, she decided ... wisely, I think ... to just make
herself scarce.

Anyway, before the party began, someone had found an old, weird-looking,
long-necked Pepsi bottle and, as Cole left to get it, the rest of us guys
dropped to the floor in a large circle.

After removing his tail, because he couldn't sit on the floor otherwise,
Ryan exclaimed with a grin, "Fuck, this concrete is cold!"

"At least it's not cold enough to make your dick go down," Tyler snickered,
noting the erect condition of my brother's penis.

While I hadn't been watching Ryan the whole time we'd been at the party,
his cock still seemed to be as stiff as when he and Cole had arrived.

"Yeah, well..." Ryan laughed, "he likes to stand up like this."  His
fingers brushed over the black cock head.  "He can see you guys better this
way."

All of us laughed at that comment.  While every one of us knew our dicks
had minds of their own, of all my brothers and friends, Ryan was really the
only guy who sometimes talked about his dick like it was a separate person.
He'd been like that since I taught him how to jack off, and he is still
that way today.

"How do you play this game, anyways?" Devon asked, for most of us.

Cole laughed.

"I think you'll like it, Devon," he stated, giving the bottle, which he had
placed in the middle of our circle, a spin.  It was pointing at Eric, the
guy to my left, when it stopped turning.  "Now I get to kiss Eric."  He
stood, took a few steps, and planted a wet kiss on Eric's lips.

"Sweet!" Jared exclaimed.  His mind seemed to be churning with the
possibilities.

Brad, who was sitting to Cole's left, got the next turn.  He spun the
bottle and it landed on me.

"Yeah, go for it, Brad!" several of the guys chanted, urging our
skateboarder friend on.

Brad seemed tentative, at first, but with a lopsided grin on his face, he
crawled across the circle to where I was sitting, cross-legged.  He draped
an arm over my shoulder, cocked his head, and moved in for what he probably
thought would be a short kiss.  I had other thoughts in mind, however.  As
soon as his lips met mine, I wrapped my hands around the back of his head,
firmly holding him in position, as my tongue parted his lips.  I kissed
Brad as passionately as I knew how!

Immediately, all the guys knew what I was doing, and some of them began
counting off the seconds, while others encouraged us to keep it going.  We
did ... for quite a while.  I didn't know Brad all that well, but damn,
right away he was into the kiss in a big way.

"Fuck, Kaiden," Brad chuckled, finally coming up for air, "and I thought it
was ME who was supposed to kiss YOU."  He shook his head, as if trying to
clear it.  "That was one hot kiss, man!  Thanks!"

"Kaiden's a tiger," Chris replied, leaning over and tousling my hair.
Laughing, he added, "You'd better keep an eye on him, Eric."

"Don't worry; I'm not letting him get away," Eric agreed, before taking my
left hand in his right.

Colton was up next.  And, taking hold of the bottle, he gave a boyish
smile.

"I've ... I've never kissed another guy on the lips before," he admitted
tentatively, while spinning the bottle.

"We won't hold that against you," Tyler laughed, as the bottle stopped.  It
was pointing halfway between Jared and David.  "Hey, it looks like you get
to choose!"

Colton smiled again, before shuffling over to Jared and giving him a quick
kiss. I might have been imagining things, but it looked to me like Jared
enjoyed it more than Colton.  They both laughed, however, before Colton
took his seat again.  Chris was up next, and, with half a smile on his
face, he glanced around the room, before giving the bottle a short spin.
When it landed on Ryan, my older brother's smile turned to a smirk.

"Yes!" he exclaimed, walking on his knees to Ryan's side.

He wrapped his arms around my always devilish younger brother, while
kissing him as passionately as he knew how.  Partway through the kiss,
Chris lowered his hand to Ryan's throbbing dick and began to pump it
furiously.  As all of us watched, Ryan began to moan; he spread his legs
some and seemed to lift his pelvis, urging Chris on.

"Fuck, yeah!  Go for it, Chris!" Cole declared, after letting out a
whistle.

All eyes were on Chris and Ryan, and most of our hands were stroking our
dicks, too.  Devon, who was sitting on Ryan's right, reached out with his
other hand, before running it along Ryan's side to his sensitive inner
thigh.  Suddenly, Ryan tensed and began to nut, to the cheers and applause
of all of us.  Even some of the guys who weren't playing Spin the Bottle
yelled their approval.

Obviously happy with the outcome, Chris broke the kiss.  Ryan looked dazed
by it all.  Hey, I KNEW what a good kisser Chris was; he sure knew how to
jack a guy, too!  Before he returned to his seat, though, I unholstered my
paddle and gave Chris a swat across the butt cheeks.

"You bad boy, you," I commented, like I thought a patrolman might. "Look
what you did to Ryan's costume.  Now, it's all messed up."

Everybody laughed.

Most of the body paint had rubbed off of Ryan's cock, and where the cum had
squirted on his belly, the paint had run.

"That's twice tonight, little bro; I'm keeping count, just so you know,"
Chris said, in a voice which more than implied I had better watch out.  He
glanced at Tyler.  "I KNEW it wasn't a good idea to let Kaiden be the bad
cop."  But, as a knowing glance seemed to pass between the lovers, Chris
laughed.  "You're gonna get yours."

"Not tonight, anyway," I replied cockily.  "I've got the paddle."

Chris just smiled.

I was up next, then Eric, David, Jared, Tyler, and Carlos.  When Devon got
his turn, he glanced around the circle.

"Hmmmm, now who should I try for?" he wondered out loud.

His eyes rested, for a moment, on the football player beside him, as he
gave the bottle a twirl.  When it stopped, everybody laughed.

"Looks like you get to kiss yourself!" David immediately chuckled.

"Hey!  No fair!" Devon laughed, taking hold of the bottle.  "I get another
turn, guys."

Without waiting for a reply, he gave the bottle a spin.  It almost landed
on him again, but, didn't go quite far enough, and was pointing at Carlos
instead.

"Now, that's better!" Devon exclaimed, leaning over the guy he thought was
his lover.

By then, most of us younger guys, at least, knew that Carlos and David were
pretending to be each other.  Devon kissed Carlos long and hard, and when
he finally pulled back, he had a confused look on his face.  He glanced
around for a second, before kissing Carlos again.

"Say ... what gives here, anyways?" he asked, looking from one twin to the
other.  "You're Carlos, aren't you?"

Both twins snickered, then Carlos, with a hurt look on his face, answered,
"Why do you say that?"

"I've thought something was weird all night, but I just couldn't put my
finger on it," Devon answered ... with as much assurance as a guy could
have when dealing with a couple of sneaky, identical twins.  "But that
first kiss I just gave you wasn't like kissing David, at all."

"Well, what if I'm just PRETENDING to be Carlos?" Carlos replied with a sly
grin.

Devon sighed, looking more confused than ever, before turning toward Ryan.

"Do YOU know what's going on here?" he asked, but Ryan just shrugged his
shoulders.

Poor Devon!  Suddenly, a light seemed to go on above his head.

"Take off those gloves, then," Devon insisted, though neither twin
complied.  "Come on guys, I gotta know for sure."

There was silence among our group for a second or two ... that's probably
all it was, but it seemed much longer ... before I looked at David, and
said, "Guys..."  I don't know if it was because of my look, or not, but
Cupid got up, hurried to Devon, and took him in his cherubic arms.  Smiles
broke out on several faces.

"Dev, it was fun ... but I'm SO sorry we played with you like we did all
night," David stated, giving his lover a big kiss.

With a huge smile on his face, Devon answered, "Hey, David, it's okay, now
that I FINALLY know, for sure, what was going on."

David kissed Devon again, before whispering something in his ear.

"You bet, I'll be your boyfriend!" Devon exclaimed, in the happiest
possible voice.

The guys squeezed each other again, before wandering away from the game.
I'm not sure if it was because they had some making-up to take care of, or
it was to begin their new relationship.  But as all of you know, both those
things rock big time!

***

Well ... FINALLY ... I've finished this chapter!  lol It has taken me a
long time to write it, not because of writer's block, or anything, but
because I've been too busy to write.  Oh well ... lol Drew is such an
encourager, even when I feed him chapters in bits and pieces, like I do!
(Big kiss, Drew!)

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