Date: Fri, 17 Dec 2010 21:47:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 37

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
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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Guys, I want to take this opportunity to sincerely thank all of you who are
still following the exploits of my guys.  I know I haven't made it easy on
you, and I apologize for that.  I had hoped I would finish "More is Better"
by the end of the year, but that doesn't look possible now.  I see two more
chapters after this one.  I plan to take a little time off after I finish
it, to recharge my batteries.  I'll admit it; I've gotten burned out.  But
I've got what I feel is an amazing story in the planning stages.  It will
continue the lives of a few characters from my current series.  However, it
will be an entirely stand-alone story.  I have a working title in mind, and
will share the actual title with everyone when I post the final chapter of
"More is Better"!

***

I hope every one of you has an amazing holiday season!  May you get the
gift you have been wanting.  But even more than that ... if you are
fortunate enough to have a partner, give him a big, heartfelt hug.  Not
only will that make his day, but it will make yours as well!

***

Special thanks to a Colorado reader, Gray, for a bit of realism I used in
this chapter.  You will recognize it, Gray.  At least, I hope you do!  lol
BTW, we need to get together for lunch one of these days.

***

Chapter Thirty seven:

(It's still Ryan talking.)

Because Cole didn't say much while the movie was on, I sensed that
something was bothering him.  And, sure enough, I was right...

As "Snow Day" was winding down, he finally spoke up.

"Guys, I've been thinking about something," he began, in a sad-sounding
voice.

'Uh-oh, busted,' I thought, probably looking as guilty as sin, and
wondering frantically what I should say next.

Staring at the floor in front of his feet, my boyfriend continued, "Hey, I
know how porn and boys go together."  He slowly turned his head around,
glancing from Kaiden to Eric and finally, smiled wanly at me.  "Fuck, only
a couple of years ago, I was you guys' age."

Sure, Cole had a grownup body and I didn't, but, in my mind we were equals.
In all the ways that counted, Cole treated me like a man ... but he was
still a kid, too.  Not knowing if it was the right thing to do, or not, I
decided to use that line of reasoning on him.

"Cole, you're just a horny kid like the rest of us," I smirked.

"You sure got the horny part right, big guy," Cole agreed.

All of us laughed loudly.

Cole toyed with my ankle for a few seconds, before lithely standing.  While
combing the fingers of one hand through his scruffy carrot top, he hefted
his massive package through his jeans.  "This bad boy doesn't belong to a
kid, though."

A sexy smile crossed his manly face.

Sapphire eyes riveted on Cole's groin, Tyler agreed.

"I sure wish I had a cock the size of yours, Cole," he said.

"I don't!" Chris immediately countered, a pained look crossing his face.
He glanced from his boyfriend to Cole, before adding, "Ryan, I don't know
how you can take that monster dick every night."

I smiled, mostly to myself.  Damn, though it hadn't been easy at first, I'd
had something to prove ... that's how.  Sometimes, Cole's thick 10 inches
still gave me fits ... but, love conquers all, or so they say.  Before he
met me, Cole had been a bottom most of the time.  He told me many times how
hard it had been to find guys who were willing to tackle his mammoth sex
tool.  Anyway, on those times when Cole's manhood was more than I could
handle, he didn't force himself on me.

There was so much to love about Cole.  But his kindness ... something guys
my age didn't think about very often, when it came to lovers ... was tops
in my book.

While taking a seat on the arm of the couch beside Eric, my lover chuckled.

"Maybe the two of us can give you and Tyler lessons one of these nights,"
he offered.

"Any time," Tyler agreed eagerly, while Chris nodded warily.

Then, steering the conversation back to a topic I hoped he had forgotten,
Cole glanced, seriously, from Eric, to me, and finally Kaiden.  "Guys, we
need to talk about something that's really important to me, okay?"

"Um, sure, Cole," Kaiden tentatively replied.

Tyler and Chris stood to leave.

"You guys ought to hear this, too," Cole added, in the direction of my
oldest brothers, causing them to look at each other uncertainly, before
sitting back down.

"Guys, I've wanted to make porn, almost since the first time I saw it.
And, before you ask ... I wasn't much older than you three."  Sighing, he
nodded toward Kaiden, Eric, and me.  A faint smile crossed his lips.  "Hey,
I never claimed to be a saint..."

"That's for damn sure!" Chris interrupted, with a little laugh.

"Yeah; well, Chris ... even though it's true, you didn't have to agree so
fast." Cole shook his head at my brother, and smiled at me, before
continuing, "Guys, I KNOW how exciting porn can be to watch; maybe,
especially, 'cause it's supposed to be off-limits until you turn 18."

"Eight-teen ... no way!" Kaiden declared for all of us.

"I know; it sucks big time," Cole seemed to agree.

For sure.  I remembered back a couple of months, to the time I saw my first
porn, in Jared and Devon's bedroom.  Exciting was way too mild a word to
describe it!

"Summer before last ... right after I started college, actually ... I
scraped together enough money to fly to Vegas.  Not to gamble, but for a
weekend porn convention.  I got to meet a bunch of my favorite porn stars,"
Cole began.

"I bet you enjoyed THAT!" Tyler piped up.  A snicker escaped his lips.

"Well ... maybe just a little."  Cole grinned boyishly, while his hand
pumped the air in front of his crotch a couple of times.  All of us were
chuckling, as my boyfriend continued, "But, guys, more important than that,
I became friends with a couple of producers.  Man ... what they told me
really opened my eyes!" Cole shook his head, with the exclamation.  "When a
guy watches porn, he sees it as pure fun ... and that's how it's supposed
to be ... but dudes, it's not all fun and games.  Not by a long shot!"

"Well, it sure looked like those two were having fun to me," Eric declared,
innocently (I hope) ratting us out.

"Damn; zip it, Eric..." I urged, though it was too late now.

Eric blushed big time.

"Yeah ... well, like I said, that's how it's supposed to look," Cole
explained to Eric, again.  While grinning, in that big-brotherly way he
sometimes used, Cole lovingly ruffled Eric's hair.  And, after a moments
silence, he added, "Ryan, Eric didn't give away any big secret."

Immediately, Eric's face broke into his amazing smile, as the extra blood
drained from his face.  Suddenly, there was no way I could be mad at him.

"Anyway, I already knew the three of you were on my computer this
afternoon.  You left plenty of evidence behind."

Cole continued, "Fuck, I wish I could just let you guys help me shoot the
porn ... if you wanted to, that is ... help me edit it, and then watch the
finished product."

"Hey, that sounds like fun!" I said, snaking my arm behind Eric.  After a
brief hug, I leaned forward, so I could make eye contact with Cole.

"This is SO hard for me to say," Cole replied, holding his hands, palms up,
in front of him.  "ALL you guys know I'd let you help me, if I could."

"So ... what's the big deal, then?" Kaiden eagerly asked.

Cole sighed deeply.

"Guys, it's all the fuckin' laws they've written.  My ass would be thrown
in jail, if the wrong people ever found out.  And the government will be
checking into Cole's Colts, from what those other producers told me."  Cole
tousled Eric's hair, again.  "Guys, I think everybody who has anything to
do with making porn has to be 18 ... not just the models."

"I guess; but it shouldn't make any difference," Kaiden answered, suddenly
dejected, before hopefully adding, "Cole, I promise ... we'd never tell."

"I don't know," my boyfriend sighed again, while sadly shaking his head.
"I want to run a legal business ... one I can be proud of; not one where
I'm always looking over my shoulder.  But I want to make you guys happy,
too."

It never once crossed my mind to bring up Cole's and my relationship
... which was technically illegal as hell, though neither of us cared
... or to mention that often quoted statement everybody used around our
place: 'What happens on the J bar A stays on the J bar A'.  Though it
seemed like a part of Cole had ruled out any help with his business from us
guys, another side of him left the door cracked.  Maybe, with the right
kind of urging from the five of us, there was some way everything could
still work out.  All of us sure hoped that.

Anyway, us guys sat around downstairs and talked for quite a while that
night.  Though the flakes were much smaller, the snow was still falling
steadily when we went to bed.

The next morning, Josh had everybody in the ranch house awake and moving
before sunup.  Snow was STILL coming down, though not as hard.  And the
weather woman on channel nine gushed to anyone who would listen, that we
were having an "up-slope condition".  At this time of year, when warm,
moisture-laden air from the Gulf of Mexico crashed into an arctic cold
front, only one thing could happen ... snow, and lots of it!  DIA, where 21
inches had already fallen, had been closed to air traffic since sometime
during the night.

"Fortunately," she went on, with just a hint of sadness in her voice, "the
winds from the northeast were dying down."

We got three days off school because of the storm, something I sure never
expected.  By late Monday afternoon, when the last snowflake fell, almost
two feet of the white stuff blanketed the J bar A.  Damn, that much snow
should have meant fun and games for us teens ... but we lived on a ranch
now ... and that kind of carefree enjoyment was for kids from the 'burbs, I
guess.  I wasn't complaining, though; none of us did.  The livestock
... which paid for the lifestyle all of us enjoyed ... had to be taken care
of first.

Someone had the tractor out, and, after a few minutes, we heard him begin
to plow the parking lot, while we hastily ate the hearty breakfast Tina had
prepared.  Then, everybody on the ranch was put on snow detail.  It was
like a military operation, I suppose; Josh was our general, with Roy his
second in command.  Things were an awful mess at first ... let me tell you
... but everybody was given his or her orders: clearing the ranch road, the
parking lots, the sidewalks, digging out the cars, or opening trails into
the pastures.

By noon, snow was piled all around, way higher than my head.  But, as the
snowfall ended, and all us weary ranch hands broke for lunch, things were
looking better.  In the barn that served as our mess hall, Maria served
piping hot, homemade soup and cheese sandwiches fresh off the grill.  They
sure hit the spot!

After eating, while some of the guys took care of the bulls, and a couple
tended to the horses, Tyler, Chris, Luke, and I were given the task of
opening the watering pond for the cows.  Just finding the ice, beneath all
the snow, was a chore, let me tell you!  And, after we uncovered it, what
with the bitter cold, the ice was thicker than normal.  The cattle were
instinctively huddled together in groups ... for the warmth, I guess.  And,
while I don't know if animals are ever really 'glad' to see humans, they
were sure happy to have something to drink!

As the afternoon wore on, the cowboys uncovered and broke the bands on
several of the large, round hay bales, which had been left in the fields,
after the last cutting of the summer.  By nightfall, all of us had put in a
day-and-a-half's work.

Perched on a stool, after our late supper, I complained to no one in
particular.  "Fuck, guys, every muscle in my body is tired."  I'd had some
long, tiring days on the ranch before, but, no doubt about it, shoveling so
much snow out in the cold really took it out of a guy.

Josh, who was on the stool to my left, ruffled my hair, before wrapping his
arms around me in a loving hug.

Wearily flexing the muscles in his arms, Ben agreed.  "I know what you
mean, Ryan," he sighed, while eyeing Josh.  "I'm starting to feel like an
old man."

Josh smiled knowingly, while brushing the long hair out of my eyes.

"Hey, you ARE an old man!" Tyler chuckled, like only he could.

Ben, who was sitting next to Tyler, feigned a punch in the direction of his
son.  And, as Tyler lurched away from his dad, Tim reached out to steady my
big brother.

"Way to let him have it, Tyler," Tim laughed, appreciatively patting the
manly teen on the back.

As Tyler smirked at Tim, Ben answered, "Partner, you're not all that far
behind me."

"I don't know about that," Tim, who was seven or eight years younger than
Ben, countered.  He shook his head, as a wicked grin crossed his face.  "At
least, I keep MYself in shape!"

"Touche," was Ben's only reply.

From across the island, where most of us had been eating, Josh grinned at
Ben, Tyler, and Tim.  Always the peacemaker, he said, "We all keep
ourselves in pretty good shape, I think ... but, I'm still tired."  He
paused for a second.  "Thanks, everybody, for all your hard work today."
As Josh looked from face-to-face, his kindly blue eyes locked on mine.  "I
think a few minutes in the hot tub would make all of us feel a lot better."

"In all this snow?" Eric asked, shaking his head.

Eyes sparkling, Josh answered, "That's the best time, son."

Eric hung on Josh's last word, and, though I agreed with what Eric had just
said, when Josh asked, "Who's coming with me?" I was among the first guys
to hop off of my stool.  Hey ... I'd had lots of fun in the hot tub; maybe
it WAS good on a snowy night!

As we began to load our dirty dishes into the dishwasher, Tina spoke up.
"I think I'll pass tonight.  All you menfolk will fill it up, anyway."

"You don't know what you'll be missing," Josh chuckled, while standing.  He
added his dirty dishes to the almost filled racks.

"Oh, I've got a pretty good idea..." Tina shook her head.  "I think I'll
just curl up in front of the fireplace with the book I started last night,"
she continued, before adding in a motherly tone, "You boys and men
... though I use THAT word loosely ... will catch your death of cold!"

I don't know if Tina ever made it out to the hot tub that winter, but Josh
was sure right, when he said we'd enjoy it!  He told us to get our coats,
and a few minutes later Eric, Kaiden, Chris, Tyler, Ben, Cole, Tim, Josh,
and I were joking, slipping, and sliding across the parking lot, on our way
to the pool building.

It was one of those amazing nights.  The air was cold and crisp, but still,
and the sky shone with millions of stars.  Our breath plumed out in grayish
clouds, visible in the glow from an almost full moon, and the dusk-to-dawn
lights on the outbuildings.  Great piles of snow, some of them as tall as
the eaves, hugged the sides of the building, but the area around the hot
tub had never needed to be cleared.  Just enough heat had escaped the
insulation of the spa, to keep the ground temperature above freezing.  Cole
and Tim stopped to remove the cover, while the rest of us hurried toward
the warmth of the pool building.

As Chris opened the door, warm, humid air hit us in the face.

From behind me, Cole exclaimed, "Da-amn!" while laughing loudly.

I stepped away from the open doorway and glanced toward my boyfriend.  Like
often happens around bodies of water, though usually on chilly fall
mornings, thin clouds of steam were rising from the spa.  If the hot tub
had been larger, it might have been foggy out, before long.

"Cool!" Kaiden stated.  He was watching the steam, too.

I just laughed, while draping an arm over my brother's shoulder.  Moments
later, with Cole and Tim, we joined the others in the noisy locker room.
In no time, everybody was naked, and, glancing around the room, I smiled;
most every guy sported at least a semi.  Of course, mine was full hard,
standing proud against my belly; nothing new there.

From the bench next to where Eric, Kaiden, and I had undressed, Josh
declared, "Eric, I promise this is going to be fun!"  Obviously his
boomerang-shaped cock agreed.  It urgently bounced up and down, with each
beat of his heart.  I'd never seen it harder or more wicked looking; but,
fuck, did it ever look inviting!

Taking Eric in one arm, and Kaiden and me in the other, he hugged us
lovingly.  My dad's penis throbbed mightily against my belly, as he
squeezed tighter. Thinking back, I remembered the last time I'd felt Josh's
cock.  Man, it had been WAY too long!  Dad tousled our hair, before
dropping his arms.  And, though Eric had been the only boy with a
completely limp dick before the hug, he sure had a powerful erection
afterwards!

"Is everybody ready?" Josh asked the whole room.

A chorus of 'yeahs' came back.

 "Then, let's hit it!" he replied, shepherding us out of the locker room.

Thankfully, it was only a few yards from the outside door to the hot tub.
Earlier in the day, someone ... okay, so it was me ... had sprinkled quite
a bit of salt around the doorway, after clearing the sidewalk.

Tyler, who had hurried through the door first, cussed loudly, before
beginning to hobble.

"Shi-it!  Watch where you step."

As best we could in the semi-darkness, all of us heeded his advice, picking
our way through the salted area as quickly as possible.  The sub-freezing
air bit at our naked bodies, but, the warmth and excitement of the hot tub
beckoned.  While the rest of us were finding places to sit in the steaming
water, Josh, who was bringing up the rear, stopped to turn on the motor.
Right away, the water began to churn.

"Mmmmmm, yeah, this feels awesome!" Chris exclaimed, from the other side of
the spa.

"It sure does," Ben agreed, sinking into the waves until just his head
floated above the dark water.  He chuckled.  "Tina doesn't know what she's
missing."

Tim sighed contentedly, soothed by the steaming froth, before cooing,
"That's for sure, Ben."

"Yes, I bet she would have enjoyed this," Josh agreed, as he stepped into
the small pool, parting Eric and me.  Sitting, he added, "Maybe next time."

"I hope so," Ben's disembodied head answered.  "That woman."  He paused for
a second of reflection.  "She told me the book she just started was the
pits."  Slowly, his hairy chest emerged from the waves.  "Damn, I love her
so much." Smiling, he shook his head from side to side.  "It's as if she
instinctively knows when we need guy time."

All of us who were listening agreed.

Tina WAS like that.  I closed my eyes, while enjoying the warmth of the
jacuzzi; and my mind wandered backward in time.  Some moms would have been
shocked, when they found out the kind of stuff us guys did together, but
Tina had never been that way ... ay least, not openly.  Even early on,
before she really got to know the rest of us, Tyler's mom hadn't scolded us
about having sexy fun, the way most moms would have.  Though she wasn't
interested in being a part of it, she seemed to be cool with us making love
to each other.

Moments later, interrupting my thoughts, Tyler exclaimed loudly, "Fuckin'
shit!"

My eyes popped open.

"Way to go!" Josh encouraged our adventuresome brother.

My eyes darted first to Tyler, and then Josh, before I turned my smiling
face toward Cole.  The college man on my left was hunkered down in the
water.  Along with everybody else, his eyes were following Tyler's antics.

Tyler had just stepped out of the pool; his hot teen body shone wetly in
the muted light.  Taking his cock in his hand, he jogged around the pool
twice, jacking with wild abandon, before ducking back into the water.

"That was SUCH a rush!  Fuck, I've got goosebumps like you wouldn't
believe," he declared, giving Chris a quick kiss.  Curling his arm behind
Chris, Tyler added, "Now, it's your turn, bro."

With both hands, Tyler lifted his lover out of the water.

Chris hesitated ... a bit too long.  Soon, most of us were taunting him, as
we loudly urged him to go for it.  Even though he complained, we all knew
he'd eventually give in and do it.  There's no way a self-respecting
teenage guy can back down when all his brothers challenge him to something.
Especially, after his lover had gone first, setting the bar.  Wrapping his
arms tightly around his chest, Chris reluctantly climbed out of the water.
All eyes were on him.

"Shit, it's FREEZING!" Chris declared.  But he was laughing, as he began to
circle the pool.  Not to be outdone by Tyler, he rounded the hot tub three
times.  His lean, muscular body was visibly shivering, but he had a HUGE
smile on his face, when he stepped back into the water.

Tyler welcomed him with open arms.

"Bro, have a seat on this guy."

As Tyler thrust his hips upward, his rock-hard cock head broke the surface
of the water for a second.  Without any hesitation, Chris stepped over his
lover, spread his legs while taking hold of Tyler's throbbing tree, and
slowly settled into the waves.

***

This looks like a great place to end chapter 37.  I SURE hope you guys
enjoyed reading it.  I'm sorry it took so long to post, but my life has
been very hectic.  Anyway, I am very hopeful that I will be able to stick
to a once-a week posting schedule, with the next story I write about these
guys.  More word on that to come!

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