Date: Tue, 8 May 2007 04:13:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Photo Guy <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I'll Suck You ch 36

I'll Suck You

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)

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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 Steve and Scott for ideas of yours that I incorporated into this
chapter.

And as always, special thanks to the guys who emailed me after chapter 35!
It's always encouraging to hear from you!  If you've never sent me an
email, why not do it after this chapter!

Chapter 36

(Kaiden narrates)

I woke up pretty late on Thursday morning, still groggy.  As my head began
to clear, I remembered last night; Ryan and I had cuddled with Josh for
what seemed like an hour, but it probably wasn't quite that long.  Anyway,
I guess none of us felt like having sex ... something that didn't happen to
me very often.  But, if I'd learned anything since I began this sexual
journey, it was to go with my feelings.  And so far, they hadn't steered me
wrong!

The bright morning sunlight was streaming through the center crack and
around the edges of the curtains.  The other guys were still asleep, but
Ryan was rolling around.  And I slipped out of bed and padded to the
bathroom, letting go with a forceful stream that seemed like it would never
end.

"'Morning, Kaiden," Ryan said in a sleepy voice from behind me.  "I've
gotta go this morning!"

As I was shaking off, I moved aside while glancing at his cock.  It was
hard, as usual, and stuck straight up against his stomach.

"G' morning, Ryan," I replied.  "Looks like you've gonna have a problem
there!"

He looked at me with a question in his eyes as he smiled.  "Nah, I'm pretty
good at this," he yawned, as he pulled his dick away from his body a little
ways.  Then he stepped back from the toilet, and after a moment he started
to piss.  The golden stream arched upward and hit the back of the toilet;
and Ryan backed up a little more until it was falling in the bowl.  "Well
... I said I was PRETTY GOOD, not perfect!"  And the two of us laughed
about the mess he made.

"I guess that's okay in a motel room," I said.  "They probably clean up the
bathroom every day."  I didn't know a whole lot about how motels worked,
but I'd stayed in enough of them to know that someone always made the bed
each day.  "But it might get sorta smelly at home, don't you think?"

As his stream began to weaken, Ryan took a couple of steps forward,
dribbling on the floor.  "If I miss, I try to wipe it up," Ryan declared as
he half-heartedly swiped some toilet paper over his mess.  Then he looked
at me as I shook my head.  "Well smarty ... how do YOU pee on mornings when
you're hard?"

Laughing, I answered, "Ryan I've tried lots of ways, but none of them
worked very well.  Then one morning, Chris saw the problem I was having and
told me to piss into the bathtub.  I'd never even THOUGHT about doing that.
But it works great; and everything is washed down the drain when you take
your shower!"

"Damn, that IS a good idea!"  Ryan stated.  "Chris is a pretty smart guy,
isn't he?"

"Yeah, he is," I replied.  "But I don't like to tell him that too often.  I
mean, most of the time Chris treats me like we're the same age ... at least
when we're at home."  Then I had to laugh.  "Well, maybe not MOST of the
time, but he's a good brother, anyway.  And we get along pretty good with
each other."

"What's it like, having a brother?" Ryan asked in a tone of voice that told
me he really wanted to know.

"Well Ryan," I began, "I guess its got both good and bad points."

And Ryan nodded like he wanted to hear all of them.

"Chris and I have never REALLY fought ... like I know some brothers do," I
continued.  "We disagree sometimes, but they usually always end with us
laughing and wrestling around with each other.  Dad, and Mom when she was
alive, always let us wrestle with each other."  Then I shook my head.
"Some kids I know have parents who are SO strict ..."

Again Ryan nodded.  He didn't say anything about his real parents, and I
wondered what they were like ... if his life had been so different than
mine.  "Ryan ... what's your mother like?" I asked quietly.

He didn't answer right away; he just stood there for a moment.  And when he
did respond, he was SO serious, not at all like the fun-loving Ryan I'd
come to know.  "Kaiden, I hope you NEVER have to meet her!" he began.
"She's a drug addict.  And when she's high, which is most of the time,
she's liable to do or say anything."  He paused for a moment while I nodded
my head.  "One time, when I was little and before my dad left, I had a
couple of friends over to go swimming.  Dad was outside with us at the
pool; when mom comes outside, naked and yelling crazy stuff.  And then, she
jumps in the pool."

"Wow!" I commented, shaking my head.  "What did your dad do?"

"Well, I guess he was used to seeing Mom like that," Ryan replied.  "So at
first, he didn't do anything.  My friends thought she was crazy and were
afraid of her.  Mom stayed underwater for a long time, and I guess Dad got
worried, because he jumped in and pulled her out.  It was like Mom was
dead!  And Dad called the paramedics who took her to the hospital.  She was
gone for a long time."

I put my hand on Ryan's arm.  "But I guess she never got well, did she?"

He shrugged his shoulders.  "When she finally got home, Mom SEEMED better
... like she WAS all well.  And life was SO great around our house for a
little while.  But it didn't last ..." Ryan let his sentence trail off, and
I thought I could see tears in the corners of his eyes.

I hugged Ryan tightly and he returned the embrace.  Finally he sighed,
"Life at home wasn't much fun after that."  And we were both quiet for a
little while.  "But you were telling me about what your family was like,"
Ryan continued.  "I want to know more about my new dad and brothers!"

"We live in a small apartment back in Missouri," I said with a far-away
look in my eyes.  "And I bet it'll REALLY seem tiny after what I've gotten
used to out here!"

"I bet!" Ryan laughed ... for the second or third time this morning.

"Yeah, well, it's really just one big room with folding screens at the
corners for the bedrooms, to give us a little privacy," I stated.  Dad has
his own bed ... that he shared with Mom before she died ... and Chris and I
sleep on the other."

"I bet it was cool sleeping with your brother all those years!" Ryan
exclaimed with a knowing smile.

I had to laugh back.  "Well, it's hard for a guy to have any privacy in a
room like that!  But I DID get to see him jack-off under the sheets, if
that's what you mean.  Other than that, we just slept and talked in bed,
most of the time.

"But he taught you how to jack-off; didn't he?" Ryan asked.  "And it seems
like the two of you are so close to each other when it comes to sexy
stuff."

"Chris and I would talk about everything EXCEPT sex!" I said, shaking my
head.  "I saw him stroking his cock under the sheet one morning and decided
to try it; but we never talked about it.  I guess I was around ten or
eleven then, and that was the one thing I REALLY wanted to talk about with
him, but I was afraid to bring it up for a long time."

Ryan just nodded.

"And then my mom died ..." I began.

"What happened?" Ryan questioned, as much with his big green eyes as his
lips.

"I loved her SO much!" I declared.  I hadn't thought about these things for
quite a while.  And all the old emotions flooded back as I remembered my
mother.  "It was a car wreck," I said softly.  "I think Dad asked her if
she would mind running to Wal-Mart to pick up a couple of things for him.
It wasn't that far, only a few miles, but somebody ran a red light and
slammed into the driver's side of her car.  It was at an intersection and I
guess the other driver was going really fast.  Anyway, when Mom didn't show
up ... and DIDN'T show up ... Dad got really worried.  He was about to call
the police when one of them knocked on our door."

"Did ... did she die right away?" Ryan stammered in a hushed, tentative
voice.

"No, they took her to the hospital.  And Dad asked the patrolman if he
could take us there.  He did; but I guess we got there too late, 'cause I
never got to talk to her," I continued.  "Dad just cried and cried.  I'd
never seen him like that!  He said stuff like 'its all my fault' and 'I
didn't even get to say goodbye' over and over again."

I was crying as I remembered it.  And I told Ryan that after Dad got over
his initial grief, he pulled back from both Chris and I.  By far, Mom's
death and the following couple of years were the darkest times for our
family.  I really depended on Chris then, and just recently he told me how
much he'd leaned on me during those times, too.

I told Ryan that when my body started changing, I REALLY started to notice
both Chris and Dad as the sexy guys they were, not just as my brother and
dad.  You've already heard the story from there, so I won't repeat it to
you.  But I tried to tell Ryan about everything that had happened to us
over the past few months.

"Wow!" Ryan exclaimed.  "And now I get to be a part of your family ..."

"Yup, and we're sure glad that you're one of us!" I declared with a smile,
as I hugged my younger brother again.

"That was quite a story!" Josh said in a quiet, caring voice.  Up until
then, he hadn't said anything, and I didn't even know he was awake!  He sat
up ... on the edge of the bed, opening his arms wide, and Ryan and I ran to
him.  Embracing both of us, Josh planted kisses on the tops of our heads.
"Kaiden, when you just spoke about your mom's death, I learned some things
that Tim hasn't been able to tell me yet.  I know it still pains him to
talk about Beth."

"Yeah, he never talks about her," I said.  "But I KNOW he thinks about her
a lot."

"Kaiden, your dad is a very special person," Josh stated.  "He doesn't
think of himself that way, and you may not realize it either, but there
aren't many men like him!"

I guess I was glad to hear Josh say that.  He was right, I DIDN'T think of
Dad as special.  I mean; I loved him ... just because he was my dad.  I
suppose I'd never really paid attention to it, but lately I was beginning
to notice that not all guys got along with their fathers.  I guess Cole was
a good example, and Ryan's father had deserted him ... it couldn't get much
worse than that!

With a final hug, we showered and got dressed.  The other guys were up and
we checked out of the motel and had breakfast.  Josh took a different road
to Colorado Springs, but after we got to the interstate, we followed the
same highways to Boulder and the ranch.  As we pulled up to the house, I
heard the dinner bell clanging.

"It sounds like we got here just in time!" Josh exclaimed.  "I hope Maria
made enough for us too!"

"She's sure a good cook!" Chris declared, as we piled out of the car.
"We've only had two or three meals here at the ranch, but I'm gonna miss
her food when we go home and have to stomach Dad's cooking again!"

Dad tried to ruffle Chris' hair, but he ducked away from him.  "Chris, I'm
not the best cook in the world, but I don't think you've suffered TOO bad;
you're still alive, aren't you?"

Chris and I laughed.  I'd miss a lot of things from back home, but Dad's
cooking wasn't one of them!

"I like to cook!" Dad stated, in mock surprise that we didn't like the
meals he fixed.  And then he smiled, "Maybe Josh will let me make supper
some nights."

"Well, Tim," Josh said, "We can get Maria can give you cooking lessons, if
you'd like!  I bet she'd be happy to do it."

Everybody laughed as we unloaded the SUV and took the duffel bags up to our
rooms, before heading to the back yard.  In the next few minutes, all the
cowboys and the household staff arrived; and we took our seats.  As it
turned out, Maria hadn't fixed the whole meal today.  One of the younger
ranch hands had barbecued hamburgers.  I hadn't seen many cattle on the
ranch, but I learned that the meat had come from one of the steers from
last spring.

"What's a steer?" I asked.  I knew it had to be a cow, because hamburgers
were beef, but that was the extent of my knowledge.

A couple of the ranch hands laughed good-naturedly, and Josh, who was
sitting next to me, patted me on the back.  "I guess you've got a lot to
learn about ranch life, don't you?"  Then he looked at his hired hands for
a moment.  "Kaiden, steers are male cattle that are castrated when they are
young."

"Ouch!" I exclaimed, wincing and squirming in my seat.  "That's gotta
hurt!"

"Well Kaiden, I guess you're right, it probably does hurt some," Josh
answered.  "But remember, we're raising beef for meat around here, not as
pets."  Then he ruffled my hair and smiled at me.  "Anyway, I guess the
pain doesn't last for too long, because by evening they're running around
like they were before."

"That's good!" I exclaimed as I smiled back at him.

"Say Josh ... how many acres do you have?" Dad asked, changing the subject.

"Tim, I wish I had a few more!" Josh said as he shook his head.  "But I've
got right at twenty eight hundred.  And we're negotiating to buy another
three hundred just north of here."

"I bet that's going to set you back," Dad commented.

They went on to talk about land prices and stuff like that ... pretty
boring, if you ask me!  And I looked up and down the table, taking in the
faces of the ranch hands.  Most of the guys seemed to be young Mexicans
... some of them looked like they weren't much older than Chris or Tyler.
I'd never really met any people before who looked or talked like them, but
of course I'd seen guys like them on TV.

The meal was really good and before too long, we'd all eaten our fill.
"Kaiden, how about going horseback riding?" Ryan asked, as we picked up our
dirty dishes and took them into the kitchen

"Sure ... I guess ..." I replied, "but somebody will need to show me how to
do it.  I've never been on a horse before ..."

"It'll be fun!" Ryan said.  "The ones I've ridden are pretty gentle."  And
we went back outside.  "Let's tell Josh, to be sure he's okay with it."

Josh and Dad had finished eating and were talking to an older guy, who I
recognized as the ranch foreman.  He had a leathery, weather-beaten face
that looked like it had spent lots of summers outside in the blazing sun.
Ryan and I stepped up next to Josh and waited for him to notice we were
there.

"Roy, you remember Ryan, don't you?"  He paused for a moment, as Roy nodded
at my brother.  "And this is one of Tim's sons, Kaiden," Josh commented, as
he looked at me.  "Kaiden, this is my foreman, Roy.  I don't think we could
get by for ten minutes without him!"

Roy smiled broadly; and then he shook his head while looking at the ground.
He didn't seem to be comfortable with people complimenting him.  "Course I
remember Ryan!" he said.  And turning to me he added, "So I hear you're
goin' to be moving out here.  Glad to meet ya', Kaiden."  And he stuck out
his large calloused hand, gripped mine tightly and pumped a couple of
times.

"Um Josh," Ryan began, "we'd like to go riding this afternoon."

"Sounds like fun!" Josh answered.  "Kaiden, let me show you how to put a
saddle on a horse.  I just need to talk to Roy for a few more minutes and
we'll meet you guys down by the stables."

Ryan and I wandered idly in the direction of the stables, and turning
around, I looked back at the house and all the outbuildings.  I couldn't
believe that all this was now my home!  "Ryan, I'm sure gonna miss you when
we go back to Missouri!"

"I bet not half as much as I'll miss you guys!" Ryan countered.  "It'll
sure be a LONG month before you come back."  And he shook his head a couple
of times.  "Tell me, Kaiden, how're you gonna tell all your friends that
you're moving away?"

"I don't know," I replied truthfully.  "It'll be so cool living out here
with Josh and you and Tyler.  But I know I'm gonna miss the guys back at
home too ..." I'd been so busy having fun for the past two weeks, that I
hadn't spent much time thinking about my friends from home.  "Maybe we'll
ask them to come and visit us," I added.

"That'd be fun!" Ryan answered.  "I'd like to meet some of your friends."

As we were talking, Josh and Roy walked up.  "Do you know which horse you
want?" Josh asked Ryan.

"I sure do ... Flame" Ryan responded as he walked up to one of the stalls.
Inside was a tall reddish-brown horse.  And as Ryan led it outside, Roy
picked up a blanket and saddle, following him.

"Let's see, Kaiden," Josh thought for a moment.  "Since this is your first
time, we'd better give you Old Blue."  And we walked to a stall with a
speckled gray horse in it.  The animal wasn't quite as tall as the one Ryan
had chosen, but he seemed friendly enough.  Josh slipped on a bridle and
handed it to me.  "I'll get the saddle if you want to lead Old Blue out by
the other guys."

After we were outside, Josh threw a multi-colored blanket on my horse
followed by a saddle.  After he looked at my legs, Josh adjusted the length
of the stirrups and tightened the strap under the belly of the horse,
pulling it really hard.  "Sometimes Old Blue likes to fill up his lungs
with air, and I need to force a lot of it out," Josh explained as he
cinched the strap tighter.  "Kaiden, when you do this for yourself, you
need to remember to pull the cinch really tight ... don't worry, you won't
hurt the horse ... or the saddle will turn upside down while you're riding
and you'll end up on the ground!"

"Don't worry; I'll remember," I said. That was the LAST thing I wanted to
happen!  I guess I'd seen enough movies that I knew how to mount a horse,
and moments later Ryan was seated on Blaze as well.

"You guys have a good time!" Josh declared.  He looked at me and then at
Ryan.  He seemed to stare at Ryan for quite a while; he had a far-away look
on his face, like seeing Ryan on the tall roan horse reminded him of
something.  Finally he just shook his head with a funny grin on his face.

"Don't be gone too long!" Josh called to us.

"We won't," both of us answered. And Ryan and I headed off at a trot for
parts unknown.


(Tyler continues the story)

Chris and I had been finished with lunch for a while and were sitting at
the table talking.  Just about everybody had already picked up their dishes
and taken them into the kitchen, when Tim walked up next to us.

"Hey guys, what are you planning for this afternoon?" Tim asked.

"I hadn't really thought about it," Chris replied as I shrugged my
shoulders.

"Well, how would you two like to help me go through all the pics we took on
our trip and put them into a slide presentation to show Tyler's folks
tomorrow night?" Tim requested with a smile.  For some reason, we didn't
say anything for a little while and Tim continued, "I know ... I know
... you've got more IMPORTANT stuff to do.  I understand ..."

"No, that's not it at all," I said.  "I really like working on the
computer."

"Me too!" Chris added; and he smiled at me.

Tim looked at Chris like he hadn't expected that answer from him.  But then
he grinned at Chris before turning to me.  "Tyler, I'm counting on you to
tell me which photos we can show to your parents," Tim commented.

"Umm, yeah ... I think I see what you mean there," I responded.

"Tyler, I guess I'm not sure WHAT we ought to do," Tim continued, as he led
us inside to where he had his computer set-up.  "Since we're going to be a
team, I don't want to keep secrets from your dad ... or your mom either,
for that matter ... But I guess I need to know how open-minded your folks
are.  In the past two weeks, we've bonded in ways that most people would
never think were possible."

"That's for sure," I replied, shaking my head.  "Stuff that I've only
fantasized about happens every day with you guys!"  I thought for a moment.
"You know, Tim, I was afraid that my folks wouldn't let me come out here
with all of you.  But they REALLY surprised me."

"Well Tyler, they know they raised a great son," Tim said, "and they trust
you to make smart decisions.  I can't think of any other reason why they'd
let you do it."  And he put his arms around Chris' and my shoulders,
drawing us close to him.  "We ... and I mean ALL of us ... are going to
have a great life together on the ranch, but we need to get it started on
the right foot."

I knew exactly what Tim was saying, and I had a pretty good idea about
which photos would be all right to show my parents and which ones were
off-limits for right now.  I'd seen most of the pics we'd taken; and some
of them were REALLY hot!  Of course, there were lots of good, nature photos
too, and some shots of us naked, but not really doing anything.  "How many
pics do you want in the slide show?" I asked.

"Well, I'd like to get a few shots from everyone," Tim replied after
pausing.  "That is, unless Josh didn't take any worth showing!" he laughed.

I looked up to see that Josh had joined us.

"I heard that!" he commented with a smile.

"Are you here to help us?" Tim asked while plugging a card reader into his
computer.

"I wish I could," Josh answered.  "But I've got to get caught up on some
paperwork this afternoon.  I WOULD like to see what you decide to put in
the presentation, though."

"You bet!" Tim said.  And he gave Josh a quick hug before Josh slipped out
of the room.

Chris and I sat down in front of the computer; and I took one of the memory
cards and slipped it into the card reader.

"It looks like you already know how to do this," Tim stated.  He stood
behind us, looking over our shoulders.

"Yeah," I replied.  "Dad doesn't know a lot about computers.  So I've
scanned some of his film for him.  I finally talked him into getting a
digital camera ... but he's not happy with the quality for his nature
shots."  And I shook my head.  "Sometimes it seems like Dad is stuck in the
past!"

"Tyler, don't be too hard on him," Tim said.  "Because he's right!  Even
though digital cameras are way more advanced in 2002 than just a couple of
years ago, I still use film part of the time.  Especially when I've got an
important assignment that demands high-quality work."

I was glad to hear Tim say that, but I shook my head.  "Maybe so ... but
it's digital all the way, for me!"

Tim just nodded, as he laid one hand on Chris' shoulder and the other one
on mine.  "Have you ever used Photoshop?" he asked.

"Yeah!" I responded enthusiastically.  "Its WAY cool!"  And I began to open
the shots from the card to look at them.

"Wow, these ARE good!" Chris exclaimed.  And then he laughed, "Look at us
in that one!"  Chris was pointing to a shot of the four of us hiking in the
nude.

"Boys, I'm going to see if Josh has another laptop that one of you can
use," Tim commented. " It'll sure make it go faster with two computers!"
He came back, a few moments later, with another computer for Chris; and as
soon as he was confident that we knew what we were doing, he added, "You
guys are better at this than me!  I'll just leave the two of you alone for
a while."  And giving each of us a pat on the back, he left the room.

I don't know how long Chris and I had been looking at the pics, but I bet
it was over an hour.  We'd each gone through a couple of memory cards,
pointing out shots that we especially liked and putting the keepers in
separate folders.  Then we would look through the keepers and cull them
further.  Finally, I finished with the card I was looking at and popped in
another.

"Fuck, Chris!" I exclaimed.  "Did you take these?"  My cock had been sorta
hard a couple of times this afternoon, but as I scrolled through these
shots, my meat was suddenly as hard as steel.  And I reached down to adjust
it to a more comfortable position.  "Damn, these are hot!"

"Yeah," he laughed.  "They ARE pretty hot, aren't they?"  They were the
shots Chris had taken of us around the campfire with Cole.  "You guys
looked so sexy that night.  But ..." And he paused for a moment.  "You're
looking pretty good to me right now, too!"  Chris leaned over and kissed me
tenderly at first.  "Now I'M getting horny!"

Chris stood up and pulled my chair away from the table.  Then he sat on my
lap, straddling the chair with his legs.  He put his hands on the back of
my head, running his fingers through my hair as he kissed me harder.  With
our tongues darting between our mouths, I reached down and gripped Chris'
throbbing cock through his baggy shorts, pulling on it a couple of times.

"Oh yeah, Tyler" Chris moaned as he raised his head, looking towards the
ceiling.

I kissed his neck and Adam's apple for a moment; and then I grabbed ahold
of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head in one smooth motion.  He leaned
up against me, as we hugged each other tightly.

"Let me get that shirt off of you," Chris said, as he broke the embrace.
He pulled my shirt off and tossed it on the floor before running his hands
over my chest.  "Tyler, your chest is so-o hard ..." And he gently traced
my muscles with his fingers, before laying his head on my shoulder and
relaxing in my arms.  "Mmmm, it feels good to be here with you right now!"

"It sure does!" I exclaimed as I hugged Chris for a little while longer.
"But, maybe you ought to close the door," I suggested.  Tim had set us up
to work in the dining room, and I thought we might have a little more
privacy if people couldn't see us when they walked down the hall.  The
table was between us and the full-length windows that overlooked the back
yard ... so I didn't think we'd be putting on a show for the ranch hands.

After closing the door, Chris unbuttoned his shorts; and as he walked, they
slipped off his slim hips and dropped to the floor.  Stepping out of them,
he said, "There ... that feels better!"  And when he got back to me, he
unzipped my shorts.  As I raised my legs, he pulled them off, adding, "Now,
that's more like it!"

He knelt between my thighs and brought his mouth up next to my dick.  My
penis was throbbing as I thought about the sensations he was about to give
to me!  But he just held my meat and looked at it.  "What?" I inquired.

"I just can't stop looking at your cock and wondering what it would be like
to have all that extra skin on mine ..." Chris stated.  And he shook his
head.

There had been many times in the locker room at school when I'd wished I
was cut.  Being the only uncut guy most of the time, I bore the brunt of
lots of jokes.  But things were different here ... "I wish there was
something I could do about it," I smirked.

Chris thought for a moment, as he playfully batted at my throbbing pole.
"We-ll," he began, "I guess we could dock ..."

"Sure!' I replied eagerly.  "You know I'd never turn down ANYTHING sexy you
want to do, but especially not that." And I pulled my manhood away from my
body.  "My cock is sure eager to connect up with yours again!"

With a sexy smile on his face, Chris stood up.  Again he straddled the
chair and sat on my lap.  But this time, when he took my head in his hands,
he leaned forward and kissed me slowly ... and OH SO passionately.  His
hands groped my chest and abs, before dropping lower.  And Chris tangled
his hands in my wiry pubes, combing the hairs with his fingers.  Then,
after giving me a final kiss, he sat up straight while pointing his meat
forward.  "Would you jack us, now?" he asked.

"You bet I will!" I answered in a husky voice, as I skinned my glans.  And
after we brought the heads together I rolled my foreskin over both of our
meat.

"Fuck, yeah!" Chris exclaimed, shivering.  "Oh Tyler, that feels WAY
awesome!"

I jacked us slowly at first, while I savored the extra sensations against
my dick.  But Chris placed his hand over mine, urging me to squeeze tighter
and move faster.  And as soon as the tempo was to his liking, he put both
hands on my knees and leaned back onto them.  Then he sucked in his already
taut stomach so far that his hipbones stuck way out.  I gotta tell you that
I've always thought that was one of the hottest poses a guy could strike.

Anyway, the pre-cum was flowing freely, as it squished over our heads; and
the feelings in my foreskin around Chris' cock were nothing short of
incredible.  "I'm gonna cum!" I shouted.  "Oh fuck, Chris!"  And shot after
shot of my jizz sprayed over Chris' meat.

As I nutted, Chris tensed up, while lifting his feet off of the floor and
straightening his knees.  And as he spread his legs wider, Chris shouted,
"Yeah, Tyler; oh yeah!"  He let his hands slip off of my knees, and very
slowly Chris began to lie back on my lap.  As soon as I sensed what he was
about to do, I took his manhood in my left hand; and soon, his body was
balanced on his butt.  His stomach muscles were quivering; and the
sensations on his cock had to be intense, because it was completely hard
while it was almost pointing straight down between his legs!  And after a
few moments of deep pumping, he cried out, as I felt his sperm join mine.

I saw a couple of flashes of light out of the corner of my eye.

"Damn ... that was hot!" Kaiden exclaimed with a look of awe on his tanned
face.  He was standing just inside the door, holding a camera by his side,
as he fondled his stiff meat through the tented fabric of his loose-fitting
cargos.  "Tyler ... would ... would you do that with me?"

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Well guys, this is where I'm gonna end chapter 36.  I sure hope you enjoyed
it!  And if you did, I'd really like to hear from you.  I've got lots of
adventures planned for the guys in the coming chapters.
fotogme11@yahoo.com.

Thanks for following the saga of my hot family.  'Til next week ...

Greg