Date: Fri, 18 Apr 2008 02:03:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 29

I've Got the Best Family

By:  Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
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Chapter Twenty-Nine

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(Chris continues with the story.)

"I hoped you were gonna feel that way, Robert," I laughed.  "I don't know
anything about Amy ... except for what you've told me, of course.  But I
promise, IF she ever lets you use this stuff on her ... you'll have her
coming back all the time ... BEGGING for more!"

Robert nodded and laughed nervously.

"Of course, I gotta tell you, I'll be surprised if you don't ask ME for
more, too!" I added, glancing towards where the horses were tied and
standing to my feet.

"You sound pretty fuckin' sure of yourself," Robert stated.  But I sensed
more awe and wonder in his voice than anything else.

"You bet I am," I replied, trying not to sound too cocky.  "'Cause I know
how much fun it is!"

"Well ... I wanna have lots of fun tonight," Robert said, while collecting
all the trash from the meal.  "But I'm letting you know up front, if
... down the road ... I have a choice between a girl or a guy, I'm gonna
choose the girl every time."

I just laughed.

"That's fine with me," I commented; but I thought to myself, 'we'll see
about that.'

I suppose because I have so much fun with other guys, I thought Robert
should, too.  And he HAD enjoyed jacking off with Tyler and Luke.  But
there was no way I'd try to turn Robert into someone he wasn't.  I've
learned that all of our brains are programmed with lots of stuff at birth
... and sexual orientation is one of them.  I hoped that Robert would have
so much fun tonight (hey ... if you never try it, how would you ever know?)
that he'd eagerly come back for more.  But if he didn't, that was all
right, too.

We checked on the horses to be sure they'd be okay for the night.  The sun
had already dropped behind the mountains to the West, yet it would probably
be another hour, or maybe more, before darkness actually set in.  It was
still warm out, but the temperature had already fallen a good ten degrees.
I was already used to the low humidity in Colorado ... that didn't take any
time at all!  But during the summer, back in Missouri, we might have a
twenty degree temperature swing, between daytime highs and nighttime lows;
out here, it was always thirty degrees, if not more.

Robert seemed really nervous as we tended to the horses, and an easy
two-minute job stretched into ten.

"Are you sure you wanna go through with this?" I asked.

He thought for a moment, before smiling tentatively.

"No ... but yes."  He laughed a little.  "Chris, I need to learn about
fucking ... SO BAD!  And who knows, if I'll ever get a chance with Amy."

I nodded.

"I've got a feeling you will, Robert," I stated.  "But you might as well
learn as much as you can about it, beforehand."

"Yep, and I guess I AM still gonna be the same person afterwards.  Learning
about fucking with another guy, isn't gonna make me gay, or anything,"
Robert agreed with me, obviously making up his mind.  "Come on, Chris
... let's do it."

Now that he'd settled the issue with himself, Robert seemed to relax and
was more like his normal, fun-loving self.

The mats had inflated completely, and after closing the valves, we pulled
them right next to each other.

"These sleeping bags will zip together," I suggested, "if you wanna do
that."

"Yeah, I think so," Robert answered, seemingly more confident each moment
in the decision he'd just made.  As he unzipped his bag all the way,
stooping over, Robert laughed, "Wow ... somebody must have been thinking of
us!"

As he stood up, Robert held out a small, mostly used tube of KY jelly.

"This fell out of the sleeping bag," he commented with a grin.

I laughed back.  "It looks like Ryan and Kaiden left another little present
for us!"

Robert already knew the story of how our family came together, during this
summer's vacation in the mountains.

"Damn, Chris ... it's amazing how all you guys found each other," he said,
shaking his head.  "And the way you are around one another ..." He let the
thought trail off.

"I know," I agreed.  "Sometimes I STILL think I'm dreaming."

"And all the sex ... wow!" Robert added.  "I can't believe everything a
little kid like Ryan's done, already!"

I thought for a moment, before continuing, "Kaiden was the one who got it
all started.  He had the courage to tell me that he wanted us to jack off
together.  Probably more brothers would fool around with each other, if one
of them wasn't too afraid to speak up."

I didn't know whether that applied to Robert and the twins, or not ... and
he didn't say. All the while I was talking, I'd been trying to zip the
bottom side of our mummy bags together; but the zipper wouldn't start.

"Finally!" I exclaimed, mating the bags into one.

"I hope it's not as hard getting the two of US connected as it was those
sleeping bags!" a grinning Robert declared, as he sat on the ground and
took off his work boots and socks.  "Shit ... my feet are awful sweaty and
stinky.  Are you sure you're gonna want to be close to me tonight?"

"So are mine," I laughed back moments later, tossing my boots aside.  "I
guess toe sucking is one thing I won't be showing you tonight!"

Robert turned up his nose.  "Gross!  You've fuckin' DONE that?"

"Yep," I replied, unbuttoning the fly on my 501s.  "It's not bad ... really
it's not.  And Tyler loves to have his toes sucked."

"I'd probably start giggling," Robert stated, as he pulled off his jeans,
tossing them towards the foot of our bags.

"You're ticklish?" I asked, looking over the sexy body of my Hispanic
friend.

He didn't reply for a moment, but finally Robert tentatively said, "Yeah."

"Don't worry ... I'm not gonna tickle you, or anything," I laughed.  "But
you're in for a real treat tonight!"

Robert stared at me, like he sure hoped that was true, but wondered what
being ticklish had to do with anything we were going to do.  I planned to
show him, and before too much longer!

"Robert, do you wanna do any kissing?" I asked the hot boy reclining on top
of the sleeping bags next to me.

"Um ... yeah," he answered.  "I'll just pretend you're Amy."

Laughing again, I crawled over next to Robert, bringing my lips to his.
Obviously, Robert had a lot of practice at kissing, because he was really
good at it ... REALLY good.  And for a few minutes, the student became the
teacher, as Robert taught me a couple of new techniques.  We frenched for a
while and then I licked down Robert's quivering torso, until my mouth
reached the top of his briefs.

Pausing for a moment, I glanced at Robert's face and said, "I bet Amy would
like to have you lick her body like that."

The brown-skinned guy beside me just moaned, with a sexy smile on his face.

"Or suck her tits ..."

I took a nipple into my mouth and gave it my best treatment.  Running my
tongue over the puckered skin, before gently clamping my teeth down on it,
I tried my best to pull it away from Robert's hard chest.

"Fuck, yeah!" Robert declared while pounding his fists on the sleeping bags
a couple of times.  "That feels SO amazing, Chris!"

Robert had an athletic body ... the type just about all high school guys
would like.  But most teenagers aren't willing to put in all the hours it
takes to get really fit.  Robert's body was quivering with desire, as I
nibbled on his breasts and kissed and licked over the smooth, tanned skin
of his hairless chest.

Finally lifting my face I sat beside Robert's midsection.  He was one HOT
boy lying in front of me.  The bright white of Robert's Fruit of the Looms
contrasted nicely with my neighbor's deeply tanned chest and the somewhat
lighter brown of his upper legs.  And I twisted the dark, wiry hairs of his
happy trail between my fingers while placing my other hand over the steely
member in his briefs, squeezing gently.  I swear I could actually feel the
blood from each heartbeat pumping life into Robert's manly inches.

"Oh shit," Robert moaned, raising his arms above his head while stretching
his deeply tanned torso to the max.

Hooking my thumbs under the elastic waistband, I carefully freed his cock
from the confines of the small white briefs, pulling them down his legs and
tossing them away.  Skinning the head of Robert's average-sized dick with
my fist, I took it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive
ridge.

Robert pounded his fists on the ground ... harder this time ... as he
thrashed his head from side to side.  I'd had loads of experience sucking
Tyler's uncut cock; I knew the head was WAY sensitive, because it was
usually covered.  And I lavished lots of attention on Robert's head and the
"V" just beneath it, where all the nerves are, driving him crazy with the
sensations.

I took in another inch or two and began to suck him harder.

"Oh, shit! That feels SO good!" Robert cried out, fucking my face.

He would have probably cum in my mouth, but I knew that's not what he had
in mind for tonight, so I reluctantly pulled off.

"Damn, Chris," Robert said with a flushed face and a hint of surprise in
his voice.  "You're WAY better at giving head than Amy!"

"Duh ... I'm a guy, aren't I?" I laughed.  "I know what feels good to me
... and I was just doing it to you."

"Damn," Robert answered, shaking his head in a mixture of wonder and
understanding.

"Well quarterback ... do you wanna try to get that big dick of yours up
inside me?" I asked with a sexy smile, as I slithered out of my jeans and
boxers ... but I guess I already knew the answer to that question, before I
asked it.

Actually, Robert wasn't all that well-endowed ... maybe five or six inches
under a heavy bush of dark brown hair; but it never hurts to stroke a guy's
ego!  Anyway, I squeezed the last of the KY out of the tube, coating
Robert's already spit-slicked cock.  And I squatted around Robert's middle,
as I held his dick straight up and lowered my ass onto it.  I would have
never believed it a few months ago, but I'd learned how to relax my
sphincter enough that Robert slid right in, without any warm-up.

It was like his cock had found it's natural home.  And even though Robert
had never fucked another guy or girl before, instinctively, he seemed to
know what to do.  He bucked his hips upward seven or eight times before his
cock slipped out.

"Fuck," I commented, reaching between my legs and redirecting his head to
my eager hole.

After we were connected solidly again, I took ahold of Robert's hands to
steady myself and spread my legs slightly, lowering my ass a little.  It
wasn't much, but just enough that we stayed connected.  Robert's eyes were
closed, but pure pleasure was written across his tanned face as he thrust
up inside me.

But unfortunately, I was just beginning to really enjoy the sensations when
Robert cried out, "Shit, Amy ... I'm cummin'!"  He opened his eyes as I
felt his cock swell, and after his orgasm had subsided, Robert commented
sheepishly, "Sorry Chris, for calling you Amy."

I just laughed.

"Hey ... no problem ... you were really enjoying it.  And I could tell you
were fantasizing back there," I said.  "But I hope when you finally get to
do it with Amy, you don't shout out my name!"

"Yeah, that WOULD be embarrassing," Robert replied, shaking his head.  "But
damn, Chris ... I came so fast."

"I know," I agreed.  "It was just starting to feel good for me ... and it
was over."

I laughed again, as I thought back to my first time ... and I told Robert
how I'd cum so fast up Kaiden's butt.

"Um, Robert ... do you think you could cum again?"

"What do you think?" Robert laughed, but then he seemed to grasp everything
I'd just said.  "Chris ... do you mean you actually LIKE having a cock up
your ass?"

I told Robert that it had taken a little getting used to ... at least for
me ... but that my ass hole gave me some of the strongest pleasurable
sensations I'd ever experienced ... even more than my cock.  Robert shook
his head, like he wasn't sure that was possible ... for HIM, anyway ... but
then he said he was glad I enjoyed it.

Robert was able to last a lot longer the second time.  He really pounded my
ass, doggie style, and I think both of us enjoyed every minute of it.  My
cock had remained hard all evening, and finally I took it in my fist and
shot a load on top of the sleeping bags.  When my sphincter tightened,
Robert stopped fucking for a moment, but then he picked up the tempo,
unloading inside me again.  And after he pulled out, Robert's muscular body
quivered uncontrollably from the orgasm that was still coursing through it.

Robert smiled broadly at his accomplishment, as he watched me squat next to
the bags and let his seed run out of my well-fucked hole.  And we talked
about what we'd just experienced together until it got really dark, before
the two of us fell asleep beside each other in the double sleeping bag.

The next morning, Robert was still talking about everything he'd felt last
night.  But he said we'd probably have a busy day ahead of us; and after an
early, quick breakfast, we broke camp and headed off along the fencerow
again.  Robert had been right, it did take a lot longer among the trees on
the hillside.  At one point we came to a spot where a large tree had fallen
recently ... probably from the storm on Sunday ... right across the fence,
knocking it down.

"Damn!  Look at those hoof prints," Robert exclaimed, pointing out some
fresh tracks on both sides of the downed fence.  "I wonder how many cattle
have gotten out already?"

He explained that except when the bulls and heifers were breeding, the
cattle spent the summer month in the hilly pasture, and I'd seen several of
them among the trees.  According to Robert, that old saying ... about the
grass always being greener on the other side of the fence ... was sure true
with cattle.  We made a temporary repair, stretching the barbed wire we'd
brought with us across the gap.  And when we ran out of wire, Robert made a
note of the GPS reading before standing back and inspecting our work.

"Well ... it's not the best," he began.  "But I guess it'll have to do
until a couple of guys get out here with a chainsaw and some new posts.

I nodded, but then I asked, "But what happens to the cattle ... if any of
them got out?"

"That land on the other side of the fence is the Roosevelt National
Forest," Robert answered, as we loaded our tools into the saddlebags.
"It's mile after mile of open range."

"What's that mean?" I asked, mounting my horse.

"It might mean a lot of work!" Robert declared with half a smile.  "There
aren't any fences over there, so the cattle could be anywhere."

"Josh might want to send a few guys over there right away, to look for
them, or maybe he'll just wait for the roundup in October.  You've probably
seen the J bar A brand on our cattle.  At roundup time, whoever is grazing
their cattle in the forest, will give us our steers back; and if any of
their cattle crossed over onto the J bar A, we'll return them, as well."

Robert took the reins in his hand, put his left foot in the stirrup and
climbed onto his horse.  Just as we were getting ready to ride off, a lone
cowboy rode up on the other side of the fence.  We could have sure used him
a few minutes earlier as we stretched the barbed wire!  Robert spoke to him
in Spanish, and told me later that he'd asked him to be on the lookout for
Angus cattle with the J bar A brand and that we'd do the same for any of
the Lone Pine's Herefords that might have escaped onto our land.

We fought our way through the trees and brush in the hills.  Robert and I
had to put in lots of staples, but there were no more major repairs on the
fence that morning.  And we met up with Luke and Tyler around midday,
somewhere along the far western edge of the ranch.

"How'd everything go with you guys?" Robert asked.

"About the way I expected," Luke replied with a laugh.  "Josh was right;
the fence did need more work than usual."

"Yeah," Robert answered.  "It sure did!  There's a tree down across the
fence back North a ways."

While they were talking, I dismounted gingerly.  My butt was REALLY sore
today; I guess maybe it was a combination of horseback riding ... which I
still wasn't used to ... and all the other extracurricular activities last
night.

Luke laughed long and hard in his deep, rich baritone.

"Damn, Robert ... it looks like you were really hard on Chris!" he
exclaimed.

Robert just laughed in reply.  He didn't mention that he'd almost fucked me
senseless last night, and neither Tyler nor Luke asked about our night, or
volunteered any information on what they did, either.

After lunch, we cut an almost straight line across the fields to the ranch
compound.  I sure hoped I'd get as good at navigating around the ranch as
both Luke and Robert were!  After tending to the horses and putting away
all the tools, we searched for Josh, to give him a report on the past day.
He was in the future studio with Ben and another man I'd never seen before.
They were standing by a folding table with the blueprints spread open
before them.

"Hi, boys," Ben greeted us, looking up.  "This is our architect for the
project, Jason Black."

Jason was a very short man of around forty or fifty, with a ruddy face.
And he shook our hands as Ben and Josh introduced us.  Luke and Robert
handed Josh their papers with GPS readings for the fence post replacement,
and Robert told Dad about the downed fence and possibly escaped cattle.
Then they excused themselves, to head to a football scrimmage at the high
school.

"Nice to meet you guys.  Have a good practice," Jason smiled as Robert and
Luke turned to leave.  "Hey, I hope you guys make it to state this year!"

"Me, too," both Luke and Robert chorused, turning back.

Then Luke laughed, "But we've got a LONG season ahead of us before we can
even THINK of that!"

Jason nodded as the boys trotted through the open door and disappeared
around the side of the barn.  He closed his pen, putting it in his pocket,
and turned to Josh and Ben.  "Well, I think I've noted all the
modifications on the prints.  We'll make the changes right away."

"Great!" Josh replied.  "We want to start bidding out the work, as soon as
possible."

The architect nodded.

"It was nice to see you again, Jason," Ben added with a smile.

"You're going to turn this old barn into a first-class photography studio,"
Jason declared while rolling up the blueprints.  "I'll be back with the
revisions later this week."

"The sooner the better," Josh commented ... and all of us laughed as we
walked Jason to his car.

As the architect was driving away, Tyler cleared his throat before speaking
up, "Um ... Dad, seeing him drive away reminds me ... can we go shopping
for Chris' and my pickup sometime this week?"

Ben glanced at Josh, and then looked from Tyler to me.

"You're right, son; we do need to get that done," Ben replied.  "I haven't
forgotten about it, although I admit it hasn't been a top priority for me.
But Josh and I HAVE been talking about it."

Tyler looked away from his dad towards Josh, and back to Ben with an
unspoken question just behind his very kissable lips.

"Don't look so surprised," Ben added, before laughing.  "I think you're
going to like what he has in mind."

"I hope so," Josh laughed, as we walked back towards the house.  "I was
glad to hear you're wanting to get a pickup, Tyler.  Maybe we can work
something out, where the ranch buys the truck.  I think we could insure it,
and put a farm plate on it.  That should keep costs down some.  Then you
... and Chris, too, when he gets his license ... could drive it to school,
or wherever."

I was speechless, but Tyler managed to choke out, "Th-th-thanks, Josh!"

"Of course, if the ranch buys it," Josh added with a smile, "there'll be a
few strings attached."

Tyler nodded, but I guess he was still too stunned to ask what they were.

"How soon can we go looking?" Tyler asked the obvious question, excitedly.

"How about tomorrow?" Ben answered, before turning to Josh.  "Is that a
good time for you?"

"Yeah ... the afternoon sounds good," Josh replied, opening the kitchen
door.  "Maybe you boys ought to get on your computers and do some checking
on-line beforehand.  That'll at least give us a starting point."

"Thanks, Josh!" Tyler exclaimed, giving Dad a big hug.  But ... still
holding onto Josh, Tyler turned to his father, "And thank you, too, Dad!"
He pulled Ben into a three-way.

"Chris, you belong in here, too!" Ben declared, putting an arm around my
shoulder and drawing me into the four-way embrace.

The rest of the afternoon and evening was a blur, as Tyler and I raced to
our room and began to sift through the car dealers' websites.  Kaiden and
Ryan dropped in several times, offering their suggestions.  And by the time
we turned out the lights and went to bed, Tyler and I had a long list of
pickups to check out tomorrow.

***

This seems like a good spot to end Chapter 29.  I hope all of you enjoyed
it.  I know I did.

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