Date: Fri, 26 Sep 2008 02:35:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Greg Subject: Us Guys ch 4 Us Guys 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 to each one of you who sent me an email after chapter three. I really enjoy hearing from you! (fotogme11@yahoo.com) I guess I need to get a life, but once in a while I get an email that really makes my day. (lol) I'm slowly getting back into the swing of writing. During the summer I wrote at a very leisurely pace, but now that I've begun to post chapters, I'm trying to discipline myself to write some every day. I hope everyone will read the notes at the end of this chapter! I'd like to give a fun assignment to all of you! *** Chapter Four: Cole glanced at Tyler and me before smiling. "Fuck yeah, Tim," he replied, pressing his leg harder against mine. "How could I turn down an offer like that?" "Awesome!" Kaiden exclaimed, and I couldn't have agreed with him more. "Ryan and I'll be looking for you tomorrow, then." Then he turned towards Tyler. "Um, Tyler ... could you take me over to Devon's?" Kaiden wheedled in his best little boy voice. "I guess," Tyler laughed, "but is THAT all you're taking?" Kaiden glanced at the two toothbrushes. "Yeah, these are all we're gonna need," he replied. "Why ... do you think I oughta bring more?" "No," Tim laughed, answering for Tyler as he tousled Kaiden's sun-bleached mop of hair. "If that's all you boys will be needing, there's no reason to take anything else. But let me get you a Ziploc bag to put them in, at least." "How would you like to ride along, Cole?" Tyler asked, as Josh ... who was closer to the cabinet ... gave the plastic bag to Kaiden. "You haven't ridden in our new Tacoma yet." Cole gladly came with us and I gave him the front seat with Tyler. Our college friend was duly impressed with our pickup, saying he wished he had something like it. And after the now familiar fifteen-minute drive north, we arrived at the Myers' ranch. Kaiden said he'd ask Jared to bring them home on the ATV in the morning, as he squeezed behind Tyler and out the driver's door. "Have fun!" Tyler called after our brother. Kaiden turned around, smiling broadly. "Don't worry ... we will!" my younger brother replied, before sprinting to the front door. As soon as someone opened it, Tyler drove off with a wave of his hand to Devon's mom. "What do you think they'll be doing tonight?" Cole asked, turning his gaze from the house towards Tyler and me. He had a sly grin on his college man's face. "Oh ... I'm sure nothing any of us wouldn't do," I smirked. "You're fuckin' right about that," Cole laughed heartily. "I don't know why they call it a sleep over," Tyler added. "Because with those horny guys there sure won't be much sleeping going on!" Laughing, we drove back to the highway, and Tyler decided to take a round about way home. He turned east toward Longmont and drove some of the county roads through the prairie, past Clover Basin Reservoir. Since we'd moved out here, I'd learned that the spring runoff was stored in many reservoirs dotted around the landscape. The man-made lakes provided most of the water for drinking and agriculture, along with great opportunities for recreation, during the dry summer and fall. When we got back to the ranch, Tyler parked where the construction crane had been only hours before. And after supper, Tim talked all of us into going jogging with him, to work off some of the meal. "Tim, can I borrow a pair of running shorts from you?" Cole asked my dad, grinning. "I didn't bring any with me." "You bet, Cole," Dad answered with a nod of his head. "Come up to the bedroom, and we'll get you a pair." Cole had to retrieve a pair of battered running shoes from his car, first. But after he came back inside, Josh and Tim took him into their room, while Tyler and I changed into our gym shorts and Nikes. A few minutes later, after stretching, the five of us set off down the ranch road at a slow jog. In the lingering heat of the early evening, I'm sure the five of us were quite a sight for anyone who happened to be watching. Even on the J bar A it wasn't every day you saw five, shirtless, athletic guys jogging in a group down the road ... four brown-haired guys with dark tans on their torsos, and one freckled, light-skinned redhead. We joked with each other as we ran. All of us guys respected Tim and Josh, just because they were our parents; but they were also some of our best friends. Some people say it shouldn't be like that ... that parents shouldn't try to be their kids' friends ... but our family was proof that the so-called experts don't always know everything. My dads were and still are some of my best friends. Anyway, just before we reached the highway, Cole laughed before saying, "Josh, I hear you made a video the other night." Kaiden had told Cole about it earlier that afternoon. "You must be talking about Tim's welcome home party," Josh laughed. "Yeah, that's the one Kaiden was talking about," Cole replied, as we reached the highway and jogged in place for a while, waiting for traffic to pass by. "I always knew how much my boys loved me," Tim stated, looking both directions before crossing the road. "But they continue to amaze me in the ways they show it." I felt like giving Dad a hug right then and there, but decided to wait until later. And after we'd crossed the highway, the five of us ran south in single file, using the paved bike lane. "We could show it to Cole tonight, couldn't we?" Tyler, who was bringing up the rear, asked in a loud voice. "I don't see why not," Josh replied. "If Cole doesn't mind watching an amateur video." Cole just laughed, but I guess he didn't have a problem with it. An hour later, after we'd all showered, the five of us headed downstairs, in the raw, to pop in the videotape. While Tim and Josh took one of the couches, the rest of us found comfortable places to lounge at their feet. I'd only seen part of the video, once ... the last ten or fifteen minutes worth ... and I didn't know where our dads kept it. Tim and Josh were watching it one afternoon, when Tyler and I walked in on them. But the part I saw got me hard in a split second, and Tyler and I made some of the best love ever, when the video ended. After a brief shot of the "Welcome Home" banner, the scene changed to the candlelit master bedroom, where all the action took place. "Fuckin' hot ..." Cole's thought trailed off as the camera panned over the jockstrap clad bodies of my brothers and me. "Whose idea was it to make this, anyway?" In the dimly lit media room, I could make out that all our dicks were hard as we watched my brothers and me sensually undress Tim. Nobody said anything for a moment, but finally I replied, "I think it was all our ideas, wasn't it Tyler?" "Damn!" Tyler exclaimed. Obviously he was more interested in what was happening on the screen, rather than what I'd just said. "Sorry, Chris," he finally laughed, never taking his eyes off the TV. "I think it was Kaiden who suggested making a video, wasn't it?" I guess maybe it WAS Kaiden who suggested it first, but we'd all agreed with him right away ... and it had been a great idea. Tim had been surprised, but more than that, he'd really enjoyed it. It was sort of weird, seeing yourself on the TV like that, but the love we had for Tim was apparent in everything we did that night. Okay ... watching the video was a major turn-on, too! We all must have felt that way, because while our eyes were glued to the screen, there was a lot of jacking off in the darkened media room. The home movie was long, probably over an hour, but a sexy groan or gasp, along with the scent of newly shot cum in the TV room, only added to the visual stimulation on the screen. "I know you didn't make it as porn," Cole stated after the video ended, and Josh brought up the room lights. "But, fuck ..." Josh chuckled before planting a big kiss on Tim's lips. "My lover as a porn star," Josh laughed, glancing towards Tim's limp seven inches. "I guess he DOES have the right size equipment for it, though." Tim just shook his head. Then he laughed and gestured towards the big screen TV. "What I have to endure for the sake of my family!" All of us got a good laugh out of that comment, and when the laughter died down, Josh stood to his feet. "I don't know about the rest of you guys," he said. "But I need to take another shower and head off to bed. It's been a long day." Yawning, Tim agreed. And the two of them said goodnight to Cole, Tyler and me, before trudging upstairs. To the sound of our dads' retreating footsteps, Cole asked, "What about you guys? Are you ready for bed, too?" "Not me," both Tyler and I said at the same time, and then we laughed. "At least, not for sleeping!" I added. Smiling, Cole glanced at the VCR. The "Welcome Home Video" was still inside the machine. "I wonder if Tim and Josh would let me do a little editing on that?" Cole mused. "You can do that kind of stuff?" Tyler asked, suddenly interested in the new skill Cole just told us he possessed. "Fuck ... don't I wish," Cole answered with a little laugh, "I'm just learning to use Final Cut at C.U., but it's something I'm really interested in. I'm going to buy a copy of Final Cut Express for my PowerBook at the Campus Bookstore. As soon as I can save up a few extra bucks, that is ..." "Wow," Tyler replied, shaking his head. "That's awesome, Cole. So you could take something like this video, and make it real professional-looking?" "That's the idea," Cole said, standing up and fully stretching his arms and legs ... even the scorpion inked on his almost flaccid, eight-inch cock seemed to be stretching. "Guys, I think I've FINALLY found something I can make a living at ... and have fun with at the same time!" "Cool!" I exclaimed. "So are you moving to Hollywood, or something?" Cole just laughed. "I don't think living out there would be much fun," he commented. "No, I'll be staying put ... here, in Colorado." Cole shook his head and laughed to himself. Obviously, whatever he had planned was going to be a fun job ... or at least he thought so. "If everything works out the way I fuckin' hope it will, I'll be telling all of you about it real soon," Cole stated. "And I WILL ask Tim if he'll let me play around with his video." "What the fuck!" Josh's voice yelled from the second floor, as Cole was talking. "Boys ..." I couldn't remember ever hearing him curse quite like that before, and both of our dads were running down the stairs moments later. Obviously, something was wrong ... but I didn't think it was anything we'd done. The three of us stopped in the middle of what we'd been saying, and hurried up to the first floor, to see what was the matter. "Get some big pots out of the kitchen!" Tim directed us. "The waterbed sprang a leak and it's flooding the place!" All of us ran toward the kitchen. And as we collected all the pots and pans we could find, Josh continued out the back door. I noticed he was wearing a couple of mismatched shoes, and the pair of Tim's running shorts that Cole had worn earlier that evening. Moments later, when we got up to the bedroom, the first thing I noticed was a very large, spreading, dark area on the powder blue carpet at the foot of the bed. Obviously, the mattress had lost some of its firmness. Dad placed a large pot under one corner of the bed, while directing us to check the other corners for leaks. A steady stream of water plinked on the tinny bottom of the pot for a while, as we checked the rest of the mattress and didn't find any other drips. "I wonder what could have caused the bed to start leaking?" Tyler asked, nervously looking around at the soggy mess it had made. Absentmindedly, Tyler's fingers sought out his pubes. But they were almost non-existent, since I'd shaved them a couple of weeks before. He glanced down in that direction, smiled briefly and dropped his hand. "I don't know," Dad answered tersely, as he pulled on a pair of shorts. "But I need to go down to the living room, and see how much damage the water has caused down there." He glanced at the rapidly filling pot at the foot of the bed. "Be ready to change that before it gets too full, okay?" Cole nodded, before asking, "Do you guys have a Shop-Vac?" "I think so, Cole. At least, Josh went out to the barn to look for one," Tim replied. Then glancing at us, he grinned before adding, "Maybe you guys ought to put on some shorts. Josh probably won't be alone when he comes back inside." Dad took a couple of pots with him. And I left Cole and Tyler in the master bedroom, following Dad as far as the stairs. Then I picked up a couple pairs of shorts off the floor of Tyler's and my bedroom, before returning to the mess at the other end of the hall. "Who'd have thought a waterbed would break and flood the house like this?" I asked, tossing a pair of shorts to my brother. "It happened to a friend of mine's folks, back when I was in high school" Cole stated, picking up his baggy shorts off the floor, where he'd left them earlier. They were soaked, except for a small dry patch on one leg. And as he stepped into them, he added, "But I guess you never think something like this will happen to you." With water dripping down his legs, Cole took hold of his thick, dangling cock, and stuffed it into the left leg hole before buttoning and zipping up. Then he changed the almost full pan for an empty one. "Shit, there are still HUNDREDS of fuckin' pans full of water in there," he commented, nodding towards the sagging, king-sized bed. He took the almost full, stockpot of water into the bathroom to empty it. "I'm glad your dads caught it when they did, but this'll take forever!" Cole was sure right about that! The way things were going, we'd be emptying pots and pans all night. The sound of the back door being opened abruptly and banging on something hard could be heard below us. It was followed by voices on the stairs, and the sound of something dragging. As the voices grew louder, it was obvious Josh had brought Roy, the ranch foreman, back with him. "Damn, Josh ... next time you have a hankerin' to go drilling for water, do it out on the range!" Roy exclaimed with a laugh, as he followed Josh into the bedroom. Roy had a long coil of heavy-looking, black hose looped over one shoulder, while one of the brass ends trailed behind him on the floor. "I know, Roy. I know," Josh answered, stifling a grin while shaking his head. "But the bed's got a liner that was supposed to hold all the water. Obviously, it didn't work the way it was designed to!" Josh set the Shop-Vac on the floor, unwrapped the cord and plugged it in. He had to empty it once, but before long Josh had most of the water sucked out of the carpet and into the vacuum. And after a couple of unsuccessful tries, Roy had the water slowly ... but steadily ... siphoning out of the mattress. "I guess it could have been a lot worse, downstairs," Tim reassured all of us, after Josh turned off the vacuum and he could talk without shouting. "The ceiling's going to need a fresh coat of paint, but that'll probably take care of it. I'm not sure about the hardwood floor, though." Josh nodded. "We probably ought to call one of those water damage restoration businesses in the morning," he said, before turning toward his ranch foreman. "Thanks for your help tonight, Roy," Josh said. "Any time, boss," Roy answered with a grin on his weathered face. He hesitated for a moment. "Well, if you won't be needing me here any longer, I'll see you in the mornin'," "Not TOO early," Josh laughed. "Have a good night." I guess it took hours for the bed to completely drain, but as the water siphoned out, we were able to turn the water bag so the split was on top. Apparently, one of the seams hadn't been welded properly. It had been an accident just waiting to happen for all the years Josh had owned the bed. And for whatever reason, it chose that night to give way. As it turned out, after the living room ceiling dried, it began to sag and had to be repaired, and a section of the living room floor had to be refinished. There was even water damage to the workout room in the basement, but a fresh coat of paint on the ceiling took care of it. Josh had never done any work on the master bedroom since he bought the place several years earlier, and this gave both our dads the perfect opportunity to do some much needed remodeling and make it more masculine looking. Fortunately for them ... I guess ... my brothers and I were there to help them make the right decisions. At least, we sure had fun giving them our ideas! Sometime after midnight, we all said goodnight to each other. Josh and Tim headed into one of the guest bedrooms, while Cole decided to sleep with Tyler and me. Cole took the middle position, with Tyler on his left and me on his right. The three of us kissed briefly. I think we all wanted it to go farther ... I know I did ... but I was so tired, I couldn't keep my eyes open. The next morning, I was awakened to the pleasant sensation of someone sucking on my hard dick. It was Cole ... and fuck he had a talented mouth! Tyler gave really good head, but I guess Cole had been perfecting his technique longer. "Mmmm, Cole," I purred, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "G'morning." Cole smiled around my throbbing manhood, as he looked towards my face. Pulling off, he replied, "'Morning, Chris. Damn, you're a sound sleeper; but now that you're awake, let's see if we can wake up your brother." With school every day this past week, neither Tyler nor I had the time to wake the other up in a fun way. But now that the weekend was here, I couldn't wait to wrap my lips around my brother's pole. Maybe this morning I'd get more practice deep throating! The mini-blinds cast a pattern of golden sunlight alternating with shadows over Tyler's manly chest. Kneeling beside him, Cole lightly traced his fingers over the sunlit design, while I lowered my face to my lover's penis, admiring the beauty of its slightly plumped-up state. Tyler's pubes were slowly growing back. A mat of dark, quarter inch-long hairs carpeted the area from the top of his cock to up around his navel, and I gently felt over them. "Fuck, that's a hot look your man's got going," Cole commented with a smile. Our hands met near Tyler's navel and we clasped fingers briefly, before feeling the hard muscles of my lover's stomach. "I know. He tried it bald, like you, for a little while at least. He even let me shave him ..." I replied, remembering the night a few weeks ago. "Shaving another guy's pubes is fun, isn't it?" Cole asked with a knowing grin. "It sure made my cock throb!" I laughed. Then, shaking my head in disbelief at my good fortune, I added, "Damn, Cole, everything about Tyler's body turns me on. He's sexy no matter what he tries." "It's like that with two good-looking guys, especially if they love each other," Cole replied wisely, before lowering his face to one of Tyler's nipples. We all know how a guy's cock reacts to stimulation. But that morning, as Cole gently bit and sucked on the small teat, trying unsuccessfully to nurse, my older brother's dick began to pulse with each beat of his heart, until it was as hard as steel. And neither of us had touched it ... yet! It didn't take long for me to change that, though, as I took Tyler's cock into my mouth, savoring the texture of his exposed, swollen head. I sucked my lover for all he was worth, and as his pole throbbed against my tongue, Tyler pulled up his knee. Suddenly awake, he exclaimed, "Oh, fuck!" just before unloading into my mouth. Talk about being primed and ready to go: I couldn't have gone down on him for more than three or four minutes ... at the most! I kept Tyler's load in my mouth for a while, savoring his unique flavor, as I pulled off my older brother's still-pulsating dick. And as the three of us kissed, I transferred part of it to Tyler, part to Cole, and I swallowed the rest. "Damn, that was a tasty snack!" Cole laughed, as he lay back on his elbows. His dick was as big as I'd ever seen it that morning ... at least ten, thick inches. The shaft stuck straight out from his shaven pubic area, before arching downward toward his legs, like it always did, hard or soft. And the scorpion on it's topside leered menacingly at both Tyler and me. *** I think I'll end this chapter right here, and leave you guys hanging. Well, hopefully, you're hard and not hanging! lol I want to try something here, and I'm relying on a bunch of you group members to make it work. I'm sure all of you have a fantasy or two that you'd like to see happen right now in the story. Please, post your idea(s) of what should happen next at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/post If you're not a group member, you can join here: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/join Steve and I will pick the suggestion we like the most. I'm not going to flesh out the continuation of this scene until Tuesday morning, so please get those suggestions to me before then so I can finish this chapter on time! Thanks in advance to everybody! *** I don't know if any of you would be interested, but by the time you read this, Steve and I should have kept a journal on an upcoming chapter. I thought some of the Yahoo! Group members might be interested in seeing what goes into the birthing of a new chapter. Both Steve and I think it will be fun to keep track of everything for a week or so. And after that chapter is posted, I'll upload the journal entries to the group. Even I might be amazed at what actually goes into writing a chapter! Have a great week, guys ... and PLEASE post suggestions for the beginning of chapter five!