Date: Fri, 22 May 2009 01:13:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Us Guys ch 35

Us Guys

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
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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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Of course, thanks to all of you who emailed me after the last chapter.  But
I would especially like to thank Tad for the many emails he sent me.  He
recently began "Us Guys", and sent me an email after nearly every chapter!

I hope everyone enjoys chapter 35.  It was one of those that took quite a
while to write.  I would get hung up in spots, and wasn't sure quite what
to write next.  I suppose all authors experience writers' block from time
to time, but I think the chapter turned out pretty good.  However, I
suppose the final judges will be the readers...

***

Chapter Thirty-five

(Chris continues...)

Josh drove slowly over the golden fields, allowing us to keep up with him
most of the time.  He did pull away when the barns were in sight, but then
he waited in the stable with us while we unsaddled the horses.  Then all
six of us trudged as a group to the pool building ... six naked guys,
covered in dried mud.  Damn, we must have been quite a sight!

Before that Saturday, if someone had told me I could work all afternoon
around my best friends, and not feel the least bit horny ... especially
since all of us were naked the whole time, I wouldn't have believed them.
I mean, with all those cocks flopping around and everything...  But fuck,
while we were rescuing the cattle, I didn't get an erection one time
... not in over two hours!  That had to have been a personal first for me
... at least, after my dick began to grow a few years ago.  Maybe it was
because all of us were too busy to think about sex.  (Talk about
incredible!)  Or maybe it was that red muck.  Not in my whole life had I
ever been so covered in dirt as I was that afternoon.

"Guys ... I'm REALLY proud of the job each one of you did today!" Josh
exclaimed, after we'd entered the shower room.  And before turning on his
shower, he added sincerely, "Thanks!"

Being praised by one of my dads ... especially when I think it is well
deserved ... usually makes me feel good.  And we HAD done a good job of
rescuing those steers.  But the job had been harder than I could have
imagined: I was beat, plain and simple.  I could tell, just by looking,
that Tyler and our friends felt the same way.  None of us had said much on
the ride back, OR as we began to clean up.

Fortunately, Josh had a large water heater connected to the showers,
because the six of us were under the spray for a LONG time that afternoon.
And thankfully, as the shower washed the grime away, my cock began to react
more like it's usual self.  By the time I turned off the water, my dick,
throbbing and proud, was pointing skyward.  And as I looked around, I
noticed that cleaning-up seemed to be affecting the other guys the same
way.  Even Josh had a semi- as he wrapped a skimpy, white towel around his
waist and walked into the locker room.

"Does anybody want to join me in the hot tub?" Josh asked, before laughing.
"I think I used some muscles this afternoon that I didn't even know I had!"
He rubbed the backs of both upper arms a few times.

"You and me both," Brad admitted with a grimace.  "And here I thought this
weekend was gonna be all fun!"

"Sorry about that, Brad," Josh said, his blue eyes twinkling.  "But we've
got to take the good with the bad around here."

Dad was sure right about that!  The phrase 'expect the unexpected' had
taken on new meaning after today's events.

"Yeah, sometimes life on the J bar A sucks," Luke agreed, flipping his
towel at Brad before wrapping it around his chocolate-brown hips.  It
created an interesting tent in the front.  "But the good parts just seem to
keep getting better and better..."

I think ALL of us agreed with that statement, as we joked around on the way
to the hot tub.  Yep ... things were definitely getting back to normal!
Tyler set the timer for 15 minutes before settling into the frothing pool
to my right.  Luke was on my left; and directly across from us, Josh had
taken a spot between Brad and Robert.  Without asking, or really saying
anything, Josh reached over and took Robert's dick in his right fist, while
circling Brad's with his left.  Dad began to slowly jack both of them.

Moaning, Robert spread his muscular, hairy legs while slipping down, into
the water, until he could lay his head on the tiled apron of the spa.
Brad, however, seemed surprised by Josh's show of affection, and he tensed
up for a moment.  Probably, that was a normal reaction for a 15 year old
boy to have around a 33 year old man who was being so familiar with him
... especially one that he didn't know all that well.  But after a quick
glance in Robert's direction, Brad must have decided to just go with the
feelings.  Our skater friend relaxed into the pool.

"I hope you two don't mind," Josh laughed, first in Brad's direction and
then in Robert's.  "But both of you looked SO damn inviting!"

Robert didn't answer; but the obvious look of pure bliss on his dark brown
face told the whole story from his point of view.

"Hunh-uh," Brad replied, barely louder than a whisper.  "Fuck, you're good,
Josh," our friend slurred.

"I learned a FEW things in all those years I lived alone," Josh laughed.
"Is this your first time in a hot tub?"

"No," Brad answered, before tentatively fisting Dad's boomerang-shaped
meat.  "But it's the first time naked with a bunch of guys."

"Relaxing in the hot tub, after a hard day's work, is one of my favorite
things to do here on the ranch," Josh commented, as he stroked Brad and
Robert harder. From what I could tell, Josh brought Brad right to the edge
of climax before releasing his meat.  "Chris, you and Tyler haven't felt
ANYTHING until you've been in the hot tub in the middle of January!"

I filed that bit of information away for future reference.

As those three pleasured each other, I leaned back against Tyler, turning
my body until my throbbing penis was right in front of one of the water
outlets.  Taking hold of it, I held the sweet spot in the pounding spray.
"Oh, fuck!" I cried out because of the intense sensations.  My cock shot in
ten or fifteen seconds, and I held it in the fast-flowing water for as long
as I could, afterward.  The feelings continued in my hard cock, long after
I had to pull it away.  Damn, it was amazing!

All of us ... Josh included ... had some intimate time in front of the
water jets that afternoon.  Brad even came twice.  Before we knew it, 15
minutes were over, and the timer turned off the pump.

"Shit, that was fun!" Brad exclaimed.  "Do we HAVE to get out?"

"Yes, it was a lot of fun; and yes, we have to get out."  Josh laughed
while standing.  He pulled both Robert and Brad up with him.  "Robert and
Luke," Josh continued, "if you guys don't already have plans for tonight,
why don't you join us for barbecue steaks and all the fixings?"

"You bet!" Luke responded right away, while stepping out of the spa.  He
WAS a red-blooded, American teenager, after all ... and you know how we
like to eat!  It seemed that he hadn't made plans with Samantha, anyway.

Robert was going to dinner and a movie with Amy, so, reluctantly, he had to
turn down the offer.  His thick, but fairly short, uncut member was still
throbbing from the hot tub.  He reached down, beneath his full bush of
teen-boy pubes, and stroked the dark brown torpedo a couple of times.
"Amy'd better not keep her legs closed tonight!"

All of us laughed knowingly.  I sure didn't know what Robert saw in her.
Yeah ... Amy WAS beautiful ... but unfortunately, she knew it.  Because of
her looks, guys would do anything, just for a chance to date her.  It must
have been quite a coup for Robert, when Amy had deigned to go out with him
the first time, last spring.  Even though he was the starting quarterback
this season, I still thought it was pretty amazing that they were going
steady.  But then again ... Amy had Robert tied around her little finger.
I suppose he was willing to do anything for her.  And, no doubt about it,
she seemed like the type of girl who would take advantage of the situation.
I'm sure she was very demanding.

The clothes we'd worn earlier in the day were still in the pickup Josh had
driven.  And after wrapping towels around our waists, all of us retrieved
them and quickly dressed.  Moments later, before Robert and Luke headed to
their homes, Josh let everybody know that we'd be eating in an hour and a
half.  Then, as Josh went into the kitchen to put the potatoes in the oven,
I suggested that maybe Brad would like to check out the studio
construction.

"You bet!" he answered with a smile.

As we were walking in that direction, Tim drove up with Kaiden, Ryan, and
the twins.  I had wondered where they were, but when everyone began to
unload several large bags, it became obvious they'd been shopping.  In
fact, it looked like they had tried to buy out the store!  Shaking my head,
I followed Brad and Tyler into the studio.

"Fuck!" Brad exclaimed, while looking around.  "This is gonna be sweet!"

"I know," Tyler replied, shaking his head.

Both of them were right.  The studio was starting to take shape.  Of
course, the framing hadn't begun yet, but even so, a person could easily
tell that the building was no longer a lowly barn.

"They just poured the concrete this past week," I added, while walking to
the center of the building.  Our footsteps echoed loudly in the vacant
interior.  I toed the conduit that would be used for one of the
floor-mounted electrical outlets, before turning to Brad.  "Next summer,
Tyler and I are gonna be working here," I declared with assurance.

"Maybe your dads could find a job for me, too," Brad commented tentatively.

"Yeah," Tyler laughed, before adding in a serious tone of voice, "we need
to ask them before too much longer."

"Ask us what?" Tim's voice came from the direction of the doorway, behind
us.

I turned to my father and smiled.  "We were just talking about working here
next summer.  Brad's hoping there will be a job for him, too."

Sheepishly, Brad glanced toward the floor.

"Well," Tim laughed, "before I make any promises I can't keep, I think we'd
better see what kind of business we can build out here.  But, Brad, if
things turn out the way I hope, I'd be more than happy to have you working
for us over the summer."

Brad smiled broadly.  "Thanks, Tim!" he exclaimed.

"Like I said; IF things work out like I hope," Dad added seriously, before
smiling.  "So, what do you think of the place, Brad?"

"It's gonna be awesome," Brad gushed.

"I think so."  Dad beamed with pride.  His studio back in Missouri had been
tiny, although he had more than enough work to keep him busy.  This one was
huge, but so far, at least, clients for the new business had been few and
far between.  But, I suppose they weren't actively seeking customers yet,
anyway.  "Josh is spending a fortune to get us up and running," Dad
continued.  "And there's no way either Ben or I are going to let him down!"
Then Dad turned to Tyler.  "Speaking of Ben.  Have you heard from your
folks lately?"

"Only that one time ... when they called to say their flight had landed at
the Jackson Hole airport," Tyler answered.  He laughed and shook his head.
"And that call must have been Mom's idea.  Dad's not much for talking on
the phone."

"Yeah, I've sensed that about Ben," Tim commented.  He smiled, before
adding, "I bet they are having the time of their lives in Wyoming!"

"What?  Without the rest of us?" Tyler asked in mock horror.

"BECAUSE the rest of us aren't around," Dad laughed, laying his hand on
Tyler's shoulder.  "Sometimes, adults need time alone without the kids."

Grinning, Tyler rolled his blue eyes.  He didn't consider himself a kid
anymore.  But then, neither did I ... at least, not when it came to most
parts of my life.  Of course, that's just how teenagers are; we want all
the benefits of adulthood, responsibilities be damned!

"Well, I'm going to see if Josh needs any help with the charcoal," Dad
stated, as he turned to walk away.  Then, pausing, he turned back towards
us.  "Brad, you've shown me a lot in the photo club.  I like you as a
person; but more than that, you've got talent.  If there's a job to be had
next summer, you'll be hearing from me."

"Thanks, Mr. Matthews ... I mean, Tim!" our friend exclaimed.

We wandered around between the different buildings in the ranch compound
for a little while that afternoon, before Brad had a great idea.  "Say,
guys," he began, "what do you say we set up that big tent from last
weekend, and camp out tonight?  Have a campfire and everything."

"Maybe Luke would like to join us," I added.  "It's too bad Robert won't be
here."

Tyler agreed, but then he laughed.  "Well, if Amy won't put out tonight, I
bet he'll be up for some fun, too."

"Probably, even if she does..." I said.  Then, turning toward Tyler, I
asked, "How about asking Jared?  Do you know Jared Myers, Brad?"

"Hunh-uh," our friend replied, "but if he's a friend of you guys, I'm sure
I'll like him."

"Cool!" I responded, grinning broadly.  Then, another thought crossed my
mind.  "What about Kaiden, Ryan, and the twins ... and Cole, if he's still
here?"

"I don't think there's room in that tent for them too," Tyler stated.  "But
I guess it'd be okay if they wanted to put up one of their own."

All of us agreed with Tyler's suggestion; but, as it turned out, it wasn't
an issue anyway.  At the barbecue, we found out that the younger boys had a
marathon PS-2 tournament scheduled, and Cole wasn't around, so apparently
he had other plans for the evening, too.  Before we began to eat, I called
the Myers' ranch.  While Jared wasn't available when I called ... and his
mom said he couldn't come over right away ... she thought he'd probably
enjoy camping out.  She would tell him about it when the boys got back from
working with their father.

"Don't expect him before nine, though," Mrs. Myers commented, before saying
goodbye.

As we were finishing our meal, Tyler told our plans to Josh and Tim.  I was
afraid maybe Josh would have a problem with us building a campfire
... since everything was so dry.  But he told us we could set up our tent
behind the stables, in the field where we played football on Sundays.  It
didn't have much grass in it, anyway.  Dad wanted us to rake a 20-foot
circle clear of whatever dead grass was there, make a fire ring, and then
build the campfire in the middle of it ... and be damn sure it was
completely out before we went to bed!

By the time we finished dinner, around seven thirty, the sun had already
been down for half an hour.  It was still light enough that we could see
what we were doing, but daylight was fading fast!  The temperature had
dropped several degrees, by the time we'd dragged out the tent and began to
erect it.

Brad fed a long, thin aluminum pole through the sleeves in the roof.  I
took hold of it, moments later, and slipped the end into a grommet at my
corner of the floor.  Damn ... we were going to need a flashlight before
much longer.  The dusk-to-dawn lamps around the ranch buildings had already
come on; but, unfortunately, they didn't shine behind the barn, where we
were.  "We'd better hurry," I added.

Brad stretched the nylon fabric until he could put his end of the pole in
the grommet on his side of the tent.  When that was done, he reached for
the second pole. "Too bad I didn't bring the CD with those movies on it,"
he laughed, while feeding a second pole through the sleeves in the roof.

"Yeah," Tyler agreed, as he raked up the dead grass.  "But I don't think
any of us are gonna have a problem getting it up tonight."

I agreed; my cock was already stiff.

"I know I won't; and I don't even LIKE guys!"" Luke chuckled, before
fishing the third pole into the tent sleeves.  Then he seemed to consider
what he'd just said, and added, "Well, I like YOU guys.  Except ... well
... um..."  He seemed flustered, and that was unusual for Luke.  "FUCK,
guys," he laughed, "you know what I mean!"

We DID know.  Luke may have preferred the female body, where sexy stuff was
concerned.  But like all the teenage guys I know, his dick was VERY needy.
If he was horny and his girlfriend wasn't around, he was more than willing
to have fun with us guys.  At least ... NOW he was.  I smirked at the
thought, because Luke had never even considered sex with another guy before
Tyler and I moved to the ranch.

We finished setting up the tent; pounding the stakes into the rock-hard
ground was no fun, let me tell you!  But after a couple more trips into the
house, all the camping gear and refreshments we would need for our
overnight was inside the tent.  Brad and I opened camp chairs, while Tyler
and Luke laid the wood for our campfire over the dried grass that had been
raked up.  After dropping a match to the kindling, it was scary how fast
the fire began to blaze.  We were going to need to be VERY careful with it!

"Fuck ... we forgot the music!" Brad exclaimed.

"Yeah, you're right," I replied.  "I'll go inside and get some.  Be right
back, guys!"

I ran to our bedroom, collected a boom box and a handful of CDs, before
heading back outside.  Luke said he thought he knew where there were a
couple of long extension cords, and in a few minutes, classic rock was
playing from the speakers.  I cranked up the bass, until all of us were
happy with the sound.

We sat around and talked, while listening to music, as we waited for Jared.
Nine-o'clock came and went.  And sometime later, as Luke was changing CDs,
we heard the faint buzzing sound of an ATV motor off to the north.  All of
us looked in that direction and saw a lone headlight in the distance.  As
we watched, it bounced erratically over the uneven ground.

"Brad, it looks like you're gonna get to meet Jared, after all," Tyler
laughed.  "I was beginning to wonder."

While the headlight made a few detours ... and disappeared a couple of
times ... Jared had homed-in on the lights of our ranch.  In a few minutes,
he parked his ATV just outside the circle of light from our campfire.

"Hey, guys!" Jared exclaimed.  He gunned the motor before shutting it off.
Hopping out of the driver's seat, he added, "Sorry I'm so late; but I had
to take a shower before I came over."  He greeted Luke with a high-five,
then Tyler and me.  "I'm Jared," the older Myers boy said, when he came to
Brad.

"Brad," our skater friend answered, as he high-fived Jared.  "Glad to
meetcha."

"Same here," Jared agreed, before turning toward the campfire.  "Shit, this
fire feels good!"  He stretched out his hands in the direction of the
flames for a moment, before getting a bedroll from the back of the ATV.  He
tossed it carelessly into the tent.  "What've I missed, anyway?"

Tyler dropped a couple of logs onto the fire, and watched as a shower of
sparks flew into the air.  Most of them went out right away, but Tyler
followed a couple of stubborn ones with his eyes until they went dark.

"Not a whole lot," Luke answered.  He grinned in a sexy way.  "But if you
hadn't arrived when you did, I was about ready to get started without you.
Fuck, I need some relief!"

"You and me both!" I commented, pulling off my T-shirt and tossing it
aside.  Laughing, I added, "I've been hard most of the time since we got
out of the hot tub."

"Yeah!"  Tyler stood behind my chair, placing his hands on my shoulders.
He nuzzled my hair.  "Mmmm, you smell good," he whispered in my ear.  "Come
on, Chris ... let's dance."

While the other guys clapped and cheered us on, Tyler slipped his T-shirt
over his head.  And then, he and I began to bump and grind against each
other.  Jared joined us right away, followed by Brad a couple of minutes
later.

"Come on, Luke, this is fun!" Brad stated.

"I've never danced with a guy before," Luke replied, fingering his stiff
cock through his jeans.

"Me either," Brad said.  "But I figured I might as well.  Fuck, there's
gotta be a first time for everything..."

"Just pretend like you're with Samantha," Tyler suggested, while grinding
his crotch against mine.  "Damn, this feels awesome!"  He grabbed me around
the waist and held our pelvises together.

Luke hesitated a moment longer, before shrugging his shoulders and smiling.
"Why not?" he asked no one in particular.  "I've done just about everything
else with you guys."  Laughing, he shed his shirt and joined us.  His dark
skin shone in the orange light from the fire.

The few inhibitions that Luke had were quickly shed, as we danced.  The
music had a primitive beat that brought out the animal in each of us.  It
was almost as if the guy had written it precisely to arouse the passions of
teenagers.  Whether or not that was true, the songs sure had that effect on
the five of us.  We gyrated our hips wildly, as our hands took turns
groping each other's chests and crotches.

The CD paused for a moment between tracks.  "Come on, Brad and Jared; lose
those shirts," I demanded.  And by the time the music began again, all five
of us were naked down to wherever our jeans or underwear began.

"Do you guys wanna try something?" Tyler asked.  I thought I detected a
wicked sparkle in his eyes.  "It's called a train ... and Chris and I did
it up in the mountains, with our family and Cole, back in July."

Jared had sort-of heard of a train before, but Brad and Luke didn't have
any idea what Tyler was talking about.  When he explained what it was,
however, they were eager to be a part of it!

"Okay ... who wants to be where?" Tyler asked.  "Just remember that the
engine doesn't get to fuck anybody, while the caboose doesn't get to BE
fucked."

"I'll go first," I offered, wanting Jared, Luke, and Brad to have the
opportunity to experience the double sensations.  I know Tyler would have
been happy to go last, but Luke beat him to it.  "Are you sure you don't
want a cock up your ass?" I laughed in the direction of our dark-skinned
friend.  "You don't know what you're missing."

As Brad chuckled, Luke replied, "Nah, I'll pass this time."  He paused for
a moment, as he stepped out of his jeans.  "But I'll be glad to stick this
big guy..."  He fisted his thick, almost black, dick.  "...up one of you
boy's white ass."

All of us laughed ... some harder than others.  Brad had had a dildo up his
ass a couple of times, and Jared had been fucked by his younger brother,
Devon, once or twice.  But neither of them considered themselves
experienced when it came to ass play ... not by a long shot.  Both of them
were eager to try being fucked by a man, however.

I got the bottle of ID Glide out of the tent, while the rest of the guys
were shucking their jeans.  I suppose it was sort of chilly, away from the
fire, but I didn't notice it.  I was so hot and worked-up from the erotic
dancing ... and the promise of what was to come ... that I think I could
have gone naked in freezing temperatures and not noticed!  And knowing my
friends like I do, I'm sure they felt the same way.

"Condoms, anybody?" I asked with a laugh, holding a handful of silver
packets above my head.

Nobody took me up on the offer and I stuffed them into my pocket; I guess
we all knew we were clean.  I kicked off my jeans.  And after we'd lubed-up
our cocks good, I held my ass cheeks open wide, while slowly backing onto
Brad's swollen, throbbing member.  Damn, it felt awesome to have Brad
inside me again!  And when we were comfortable, Jared mounted Brad's
backside.  Tyler was next, followed by Luke.

We were just getting started, when the CD ended.  Fortunately, though, it
began to replay from the beginning.

The five of us made a short train ... sort of a local, I guess.  But I'm
being honest when I say I doubt if there was a hotter one in the whole
United States on that late September night.  FUCK!  Coupled together, hot,
sweaty boy body against boy body, we gyrated wildly to the music.  While
hands groped chests, ass cheeks, and backs, I led the guys around the
campfire again and again, whipping all of us into a sexual frenzy.

At some point ... and I couldn't tell you exactly when ... Robert came
around the end of the barn.  "I was in the house, and Kaiden said you were
out here," he said, as he stepped into the light from the waning fire.  He
watched us for a brief moment.  "Shit, guys; I want in on this, too!" he
exclaimed, while quickly shucking his clothes.  "Where's the lube, anyway?"
His uncut dick stuck straight out from his full bush.

"Um ... I think that's it over there," Brad said, pointing toward the
ground ahead of us and to our left, where something shiny lay.

"Thanks, Brad," Robert answered, walking to the spot and picking it up.  He
flipped open the cap and squeezed a generous dollop into his hands before
dropping it.  As he slicked his member, he glanced at Luke.  "I guess
you're not gonna be a virgin after tonight!"  Robert laughed wickedly.

Looking back on it, I'm surprised Luke didn't protest.  But all of us were
in another zone that night.  The tribal beat of the music, the fire, the
closeness of naked hot friends, and, of course, our natural horniness were
all controlling our thoughts, emotions ... and especially, our actions
... that night.  Robert didn't even take his time when he shoved his
torpedo up into Luke.  Aside from one loud grunt, Luke didn't cry out.
Damn ... maybe Luke HAD had something up his ass before, but he just hadn't
wanted to tell us earlier.

We circled the campfire a few times, before I paused and gave everyone a
chance to fuck the guy in front of him.  Amazingly, Robert was the first
one to unload!

"I guess Amy didn't put out tonight!"  I laughed, as Brad rabbit fucked me
... and himself ... on Jared's dick, at the same time.  He was sure a quick
learner when it came to fucking.

"The bitch said she was on the rag!" Robert declared, shaking his mop of
long, wavy brown hair.  "I guess her period came early, or something.  But,
fuck, she didn't tell me until we were in the car making out.  By then, I'd
been right on the edge FOR HOURS!"

All of us felt for Robert and let him know as much.  I had lots of female
friends back then, and still do; but I was SO glad I didn't have to depend
on the whims of a girl for sex!  Maybe if a guy was sick, or old, or
something, he MIGHT not want to have sex.  But I couldn't imagine any
reason why healthy high school guys would ever turn down the opportunity.
It happened with some girls all the time, though.  I was going to say so,
but didn't ... and it's just as well, I suppose.

"But I love her, anyway," Robert sighed dreamily, shaking his head.

I could understand that, I guess.  Over the years, I've put up with a lot
from Tyler that I wouldn't take from just anyone.

A new track of music began, and Luke suggested we reverse direction with
the train.  It seemed he wanted to give Robert a good dose of cum ... like
Robert had just given him.  In fact, before we doused the fire with our
piss and headed into the tent, all of us had the opportunity to fill a
partner and be filled ourselves ... some guys more than once.

As I lay awake in my sleeping bag, a horse whinnied, causing me to smile.
While the other guys had gone to sleep, I couldn't; I was still keyed-up.
And as I listened to the rhythmic breathing of my friends and lover, my
mind reflected on the many events of the day.  Damn ... it had been a day
of contrasts.  I had played hard, but worked hard, too.  I laughed to
myself.  Given a choice, I wouldn't have volunteered to rescue the steers.
Then again ... without the stuck cattle, we probably wouldn't have had this
unforgettable night.

As Tyler moaned and rolled closer to me, I laid my hand on his strong,
naked shoulder.

I guess the stars must have been aligned perfectly that twenty-eighth day
of September ... because, even though I'm always up for a night like we
just experienced, the six of us have never had another one quite like it.

***

Phew ... I've FINALLY finished this chapter (lol!).  I was beginning to
wonder...  I hope all of you enjoyed reading it.  There will be one more,
before "Us Guys" draws to a close.  (I just couldn't say everything I
wanted to say in this one, although it is one of my all-time longest.
Those of you who know me well, know that the story always moves more slowly
than I had planned.)


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