Date: Fri, 2 May 2008 01:54:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: I've Got the Best Family ch 31

I've Got the Best Family

By:  Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Proofreader and Story Consultant:  Steve

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This fictional story involves gay sex between family members and their
friends, and it is written solely for the reading enjoyment of people who
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Thanks so much for your emails this week ... and enjoy this chapter!

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Chapter Thirty-One

(Kaiden narrates this chapter.)

As the salesman put our license plates on the new Tacoma, Tyler turned
around in his seat.

"Okay, guys ... where to?" he asked, slipping the key into the ignition.

Neither Ryan, Chris or I had any destination in mind; but we sure didn't
want to drive straight back to the ranch, either!

"Why don't we just drive around Boulder, and get to know the lay of the
land?" Chris suggested.

"As long as you're home for lunch," Josh stated from beside the open
driver's door.

"And Tyler ... be careful, and don't get in any trouble," Ben added, before
thanking the salesman for putting on the plates.

"I will ... and we won't, Dad," Tyler replied with a grin.  "And Josh,
we'll be home in plenty of time for lunch.  I'll wanna give Mom her first
ride in the pickup."

"She'll enjoy that, Tyler," Ben laughed.

It was obvious that Tyler's mind wasn't on what Ben and Josh had just said,
but rather on having some fun driving the Tacoma.  And as our two dads
turned to chat with the salesman ... who had finished with the license
plates moments before ... Tyler started the Tacoma.  With a quick toot on
the horn, we slowly glided out of the parking lot.

"Which way, guys?" a grinning Tyler asked.

"Um, I don't care," Ryan answered, as he fingered the back of Chris' seat.

"Me either," I added as Tyler carefully drove to the intersection with
Pearl Parkway.

Chris turned on the radio ... and found a station playing music he liked
... while Josh and Ben watched us closely.

"Why don't we head away from downtown first?" Chris stated the question
while cranking up the bass until it was booming.  "And then try to see as
much of this city as we can before we have to head back to the ranch."

Tyler enthusiastically agreed, turning left onto the well-traveled
thoroughfare; and we spent the next hour, or so, driving aimlessly around
the town.  I've gotta tell you ... it was WAY cool for Ryan and me to be
riding in the back seat with my good-looking older brothers up front.

Just about every time I'd come into Boulder since we'd moved out here, we
had a particular destination in mind, but just the opposite was true today.
Tyler drove slowly.  And the speed Tyler was driving, along with the open
windows and the booming bass from the stereo system, made just the right
combination to turn the heads of teenagers ... and more than a couple
adults ... in other cars, or riding bicycles.

Tyler had spent a little time driving around the C.U. campus earlier this
summer, and he pointed out several of the university buildings, as we drove
by them.

"I can't wait until we're a couple of those guys," Tyler commented to
Chris, nodding to three or four boys who were wandering across the campus,
wearing slouchy blue jeans and t-shirts while carrying worn-looking book
bags on their backs.

"Me either," Chris answered, halfheartedly.

Tyler glanced over at him and smiled, while running his hand over Chris'
left thigh, fondling the dark hairs.

"Don't worry, Chris ... I wouldn't think about going anywhere without you!"
Tyler stated, returning both hands to the wheel.

"You better not!" Chris laughed, eyeing Tyler lovingly.

We cruised for a little while longer in silence, listening to the music and
just enjoying the day and the new pickup.  And when we passed a sign
proclaiming "Foothills Community Park", Chris, Ryan and I craned our necks
to get a look at the activity going on there.

"Hey, Tyler ... turn around, and let's check out the park," Chris
suggested.

"Sounds cool to me," Tyler replied, turning left and driving around the
block, before finding a spot to park the Tacoma in the crowded lot.  He
rolled up the windows, leaving just a crack open at the top, and turned off
the motor.

There seemed to be lots of people outdoors on this beautiful day ... and
several of them had glanced in our direction before the music
stopped. Quite a few people were walking or playing with their dogs in a
large, fenced-in field, while little kids had fun in the playground, as
their moms chatted among themselves.  Climbing out of the truck, I couldn't
help but notice a couple of girls around Chris' age staring and smiling
dreamily at my older brothers.

"It looks like they've got the hots for you two," I laughed, nudging Chris.

He glanced at me, and then looked in the direction of the girls, giving
them his best, sexy smile.  Chris deftly pulled his t-shirt over his head,
tucking it in the waistband of his shorts as we walked to the playground.
The girls followed Chris' every move with their eyes.  And as I watched
them out of the corner of my eye, they began to walk towards us.

"Way to go, Chris.  Let's give them something to remember us by," Tyler
stated, while smiling broadly at the girls.  He lifted the hem of his shirt
while rubbing his hand in large circles over his tanned, muscular stomach.

"They can look all they want ... but they can't touch," Chris said,
stopping by the jungle gym and doing a couple of standing push-ups, really
flexing his muscles for all our benefit.

"Uh-oh ... you're not all-of-a-sudden gonna get jealous on me; are you?"
Tyler replied.

Chris put a hand on Tyler's shoulder.

"What do you think?" he laughed.

It looked like Chris wanted to kiss Tyler, but with the crowd around, he
thought better of it, at the last minute.  And when I glanced away from my
brothers, the girls had come quite a bit closer, while giggling among
themselves.

"Come on," Ryan laughed to me, "let's swing ... or do SOMETHING ... while
those guys tease the girls."

That sounded like fun to me, and we claimed the last two unoccupied swings
... near one end of a ten swing set ... sat on them, and began to rock back
and forth lazily.  One of the moms looked at us funny, like maybe we were
too old to be there; but one little kid, in particular, seemed more than
happy to have Ryan and me sitting on either side of him.  He seemed to be
around six or seven, and obviously he'd spent all summer outside in the
sun.  One large, pearly white front tooth was just beginning to come in,
almost filling the gap, which had been left by the two baby teeth that had
been there before.

"Hey guyth!" he exclaimed, lisping badly.  "My nameth Alexander Ryan
Mitchell.  But everybody callth me Ryan."

"No way," I laughed.  "'Cause he's Ryan, too." I nodded towards my younger
brother.  "And I'm Kaiden."

When the young Ryan found out that he shared the same name as my brother,
he literally beamed at my brother.

"Co-ol," the kid replied.  "I'm thicth yearth old and I can thwing really
high.  You wanna thee?"

"Sure, Ryan," my brother Ryan answered.  "Show us how high you can swing."

As we watched, the shirtless youngster began to pump his thin, tanned legs,
with a look of pure concentration on his cute face.  He seemed SO proud as
he pulled back on the chains at the appropriate times.  I guess he must
have just learned how to do it.  While he didn't go all that high, I
suppose it was pretty impressive for a kid his age.

Glancing away, I noticed that Chris and Tyler were tossing a Frisbee with
the girls and a couple of other high school aged guys that they'd
attracted.  Tyler had removed his shirt, and the sight of the four,
athletic guys' tanned torsos caused me to immediately get a full-blown
erection in my shorts.  They were tenting badly, and I tried to adjust it
to make it seem less noticeable.

"Wow ... you're BIG down there!" the younger Ryan exclaimed, as he slowed
his swinging to watch what I was doing.  "I'm hard too, but you can't tell
it," he commented, pinching at his groin.

I felt like I was about to blush as I glanced around.  But nobody seemed to
be paying any attention to the three of us at the moment.

"You'll be big in a few years, too," I grinned at our new, young friend.

"Yeah ... mine's just starting to grow," my brother Ryan added.

The six year-old smiled broadly, before telling my brother and me that he
wanted to see how high we could go.  Ryan began pumping furiously and I
hurried to catch up, while the little kid just sat there, urging us on.

"Come on, Kaiden," the youngster cried.  "Ryan'th going higher than you."

"Not for long!" I laughed, pumping my legs harder.

The three of us had a ball on the swing set that morning.  But finally it
came to an end when one of the moms told Ryan that they had to go home for
lunch.

"Mom ... theeth are my two new friendth, Kaiden and Ryan," the kid said,
pointing each of us out, as he said our names, before hopping down off his
swing.

"Sure they are," his mom said in a patronizing voice, before turning to me.
"I hope he didn't bother you guys too much.

"No bother at all," I replied, tousling the youngster's sun-bleached hair.
"I think both my brother and I had a fun time hanging out with your son."

Ryan agreed ... my brother, that is ... before asking, "Ma'am, what time is
it, anyway?"

She looked at her wristwatch.  "About ten to noon."

"Fuckin' shit!" my brother exclaimed.  "I gotta tell Tyler!"

Ryan ran off, towards the older teens who were still tossing the Frisbee.

"Your mom letth you guyth use wordth like that?" a wide-eyed little Ryan
asked me, while watching the retreating backside of his namesake.

"No, Ryan ... if Mom was alive she wouldn't want us to use words like
that," I stated.  "But we're running late; we should have been home by
now."  I turned to Mrs. Mitchell. "Sorry about the language."

"Apology accepted," Ryan's mom replied, "I guess you guys don't live around
here, then?"

"No ... we live on the J bar A ranch ... north of town," I said.  "Our
older brother, Tyler, got a new pickup today and we were driving around,
breaking it in."

"Awww, then I'll never thee you guyth again!" Ryan declared.

"Well, not every day," I answered.  "But school starts the week after next.
Maybe we'll drop by the park some days after school."

"That'd be really cool, if you did," Ryan commented enthusiastically.

My brothers were hurrying to the Tacoma, so I added, "Well, we've gotta go.
It was fun swinging with you, Ryan ... and nice to meet you, too,
Mrs. Mitchell."

"Bye, Kaiden!" Ryan shouted after me, as I raced to the pickup.  "Hurry
back!"

Turning around and smiling, I called out, "I will!"

I could tell that Tyler wanted to speed on the way home ... in the worst
way ... but he kept the truck under the posted limit.

"Damn!" Tyler exclaimed.  "Dad's going to be mad.  The first time we're out
in the new truck, and we're going to get home late."

Anyway, everyone was eating when we parked in front of the house, and we
filled our plates with another of Maria's delicious lunches as we found
places to sit at the crowded tables.  Its a good thing we were all growing
boys, because I have to say I'd never eaten food as good as we had every
day on the ranch.

As we were eating, I noticed Josh glancing at his watch and looking sternly
at Tyler.  I was sure our older brother would have some explaining to do,
before too much longer!  And I guess he must have talked to one of our dads
before he, Chris and Ben took Tina for a drive in the Tacoma.

Anyway, after lunch, Ryan also talked to Josh for a moment before asking me
if I wanted to go horseback riding with him again this afternoon.  Of
course, I said yes, and after filling a couple of canteens and saddling up
our horses, we took off in a northerly direction at a slow canter.

I asked Ryan if we were going any place in particular, but he just replied
that I'd find out before much longer.

At first I wasn't sure, but after a while, it was obvious that we were
heading towards a short line of trees in the middle of the field.  And as
we rode closer, I noticed there was a slight rise in the land and then an
abrupt drop-off just on the other side of the trees.  A horse was already
tied there, and we dismounted, loosely tying ours next to it.

As a cow mooed loudly, I turned to Ryan.

"Is the herd down there?" I asked.

"Part of it, at least," Ryan answered.  "You GOTTA see this, Kaiden!"  And
as we walked around the trees, Ryan called out, "Hey, Jamie!"

"Hi, guys," Jamie ... one of the cowboys on the J bar A ... answered,
before lowering a powerful-looking pair of binoculars from his eyes and
writing something on a pad of paper.

"Look down there," Ryan commented while pointing to a couple of cattle.

I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came out.  I just stood there,
openmouthed, as I saw my first pair of cattle copulate.

"Fuck!" I finally replied, as my dick began to stiffen and throb.

"I think that's what I said the first time I saw it with the twins," Ryan
laughed.  And moments later, he added to the lanky cowboy, "So it looks
like they're still going at it, Jamie."

"Yep, Ryan," Jamie said, shaking his head and smiling.  "Those bulls only
have one thing on their minds when they get around a cow in heat."  He
chuckled.  "For most of the year, the bulls are only around other bulls.  I
guess that explains why they're so horny during breeding season."

"Can we watch for a while?" I asked no one in particular.  My eyes were
glued to the scene before me ... and I must have started to absent-mindedly
fondle my stiff cock through my shorts.  "Damn!"

"Go ahead and jack-off!" Jamie commented, eyeing my groin.  "I know I did
the first time I saw a bull hump a cow."  Then he laughed.  "Truth be told,
I still whip it out sometimes, when the action gets really intense."

Jamie turned his attention back towards the scene unfolding before us, as a
couple of bulls ... one that looked old and battle scarred and one young
and virile ... began to paw the ground and butt heads over a cow that was
grazing nearby.  He raised the binoculars to his eyes for a closer look,
and smiled.

"I've been watching those two bulls for a couple of years, now," Jamie
commented.  "And it finally looks like the younger one's got a chance to
beat out the older one for that heifer."

We watched that battle for a few moments, and when I turned my attention
back to the bull and cow, they had separated.  Jamie might have been right
about the old bull, but he wasn't giving up without a hell of a fight.  I
don't know how long we watched, but it sure seemed like a long time!

"I'd think those bulls would knock each other out, banging their heads
together, like that," I stated, as I thought about what it would feel like
to slam my head against someone else's.

"Yeah, you'd think so," Jamie replied.  "But I've been doing this since I
was your age, Kaiden, and I've never seen one get seriously hurt.
Sometimes they do get bunged-up some, though."

Jamie shook his head and smiled ... like he was remembering something.

"At least our bulls don't have horns," he added.  "You should see Hereford
bulls go at each other on the open range!"

Trying to imagine the scene Jamie described, I shook my head, as our three
sets of eyes were glued to the foray in front of us.  At the moment both
bulls were standing head to head and pressing forward against the other one
with all their might.  The muscles in their bodies were standing out in
strained relief from all the exertion.

Powerfully, the younger bull pressed forward with all his might, driving
the older bull away; and Jamie cried out, "The young one's got him ... he
whipped him!"

"Yeah!" Ryan exclaimed, pounding his fist into his other hand.  "Way to
go!"

The old male started to turn around and come back, but snorting wildly, the
young winner ran him off again, before claiming his prize.  With his long,
pointed dick hanging stiffly from the middle of his belly, the bull climbed
onto the back of the receptive female, poking his penis against the middle
of her ass, where it disappeared inside the cow.

"Shit," I mumbled, stroking my dick again.  "I gotta jack-off, this time."

"Me, too!" Ryan added.

"I think I'll join you guys, if you don't mind," Jamie laughed.

In seconds all three of us had our jeans or shorts unzipped, had pulled out
our cocks and were furiously pounding our meat.  The scene with the cattle
was hot, but I couldn't help but look around at Jamie and Ryan.

Ryan's deeply tanned face was a study in concentration, as he wildly pumped
his barely pubescent meat.  And I had to smile, because I'd been the one
who'd taught him how to jack-off.  He'd sure learned that lesson quickly
and well ... and SO much more over the weeks!

Jamie was a pretty average-looking Hispanic guy ... slim and muscular, with
straight black hair, a wide, circular face and dark brown skin.  I'd guess
he must have been around twenty at the time, and he really knew how to
handle his thick, uncut dick.  I suppose he'd had lots of practice!
Anyway, it was sure awesome, the way he'd pull his long foreskin over the
head and then slide the extra skin back down the shaft.  From the juicy
slapping sounds he was making, Jamie's balls must have been producing
gallons of pre-cum.

"OH, FUCK!" Ryan cried out, as he leaned back, seeming to suck in his
stomach under his t-shirt.  "I'm gonna nut, guys.  FUCK, I'M GONNA NUT!"

Ryan held his breath, as his body tensed-up.  And moments later several
shots of clear semen spurted from his boyish dick.  Then he shivered, as a
huge smile crossed his face.

He shook all over, as he laughed and said, "Damn, that was good!"

Seeing Ryan in the throes of ecstasy drove me over the edge.  I clamped
down on my pubic muscles, spreading my feet a little while bending my
knees.  As I thrust my pelvis forward, I felt cum enter the base of my
shaft.

"I'm cummin'!" I exclaimed loudly.

"Way to go!" Ryan encouraged me, as my seed began to spurt onto the ground.
"Damn ... that was one big load, Kaiden!"

I kept pumping, harder and harder, through my orgasm, and as Jamie watched
me with a knowing smile, I began to shoot again.  It wasn't a lot this
time; the cum just dribbled down my hand.  But two orgasms in a row felt
WAY awesome!

Suddenly the muscles in Jamie's wiry body pulled tight, as the squishing
sound intensified.  He cupped his left hand in front of his cock.  Jamie
didn't say anything, but as he stroked harder, his obviously rock-hard dick
unloaded his steaming seed into the palm of his hand.  And after catching
as much as he could, Jamie slurped up the sperm from his open fist.

It was really hot watching him ... but after his orgasm had run its course,
Jamie apparently began to have second thoughts about the wisdom of jacking
off with us.

"Um, guys," he began, "I hope this can just be our little secret."

"Sure, Jamie," I replied.  "If you don't want us to tell anyone, we'll keep
quiet about it ... right Ryan?"

"Yeah, Jamie ... if that's what you want," Ryan agreed.

Jamie chuckled, "Its not like we did anything bad.  It's just ... I don't
know ... I'm not sure what the other guys on the ranch would say, if they
found out I jacked off with you two boys."

I knew that a lot of them could care less, but maybe Jamie knew something
that I didn't.  Looking back on it, I guess maybe he did have a point.  I
don't know where the rules came from, but if you ask me, our society has
some weird ones.  Of course, I've never been abused in any way, so I don't
know what its like; but it seems like some people get way too uptight
whenever an adult does anything sexual around a kid ... even though its
really none of their business.  Anyway, that afternoon, Jamie just went
along with Ryan and me ... doing what any guy would have done.

The three of us spent the rest of the afternoon in the north pasture,
watching the bulls and cows mate; and Jamie recorded each one.  It was yet
another chapter in the continuing saga of my education, sexual and
otherwise.  Damn, I learned a lot that summer ... and the first day of
school was still a week away!

***

Well, this seems like a great spot to end this chapter.  I covered most of
what I'd planned when I began to outline it in my mind.  But the young Ryan
character just popped into my head when the guys stopped at the park.  I
hope you readers enjoyed him and that the lithping didn't make it too hard
to follow what he said!

If you enjoyed this chapter, I hope you'll send me an email
(fotogme11@yahoo.com) and let me know about it.

Have a great week, everybody!  Greg