Date: Mon, 11 Jan 2010 02:21:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 15

More is Better

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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Archive.  It may not be copied to another website without prior permission
from the author.

This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places,
events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
sex between family members and their friends, and is written solely for the
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.

***

Important announcement ... please read this, guys!

Happy 2010 to each of you.  Guys, this Christmas holiday was unlike any
other I've ever had in my life.  I have been in love a couple of times in
the past ... but on Christmas, I fell head-over-heels for someone.  His
name is Drew, and he is the most awesomest (okay ... it's not a word, so
sue me!) man on the planet.  What is even more amazing to me: over the
holidays, he fell for me in a big way, too.

Everything about our coming together online is absolutely incredible!  Drew
began to read "More is Better" a month ago, and he would send me emails
every once in a while.  I knew the guy writing the email was different from
most ... don't ask me how; I just knew ... but I had absolutely no idea
that fact would lead to anything!

Anyway, I sure hope everyone who is reading this is happy for Drew and me!
And ... whether you like this chapter or not, or whether you have ever
emailed me in the past or not ... I'm going to shamelessly ask everyone who
IS happy for us to send me an email as soon as you read this, and let us
know!  (fotogme11@yahoo.com)

The amount of email I receive will be a good indication to me of how many
guys are actually reading my story.

I had planned to spend a lot of my six days off work in writing, but that
sure never happened!  I was online with Drew, his daughter, and his twin
brother, for most of the time.  Since I didn't get any writing done over my
six days off, it may mean that future posts are delayed some.

I've got the best readers on the Internet; I've told you guys that before.
Drew REALLY proved that to me!  Again, I sure hope that all of you are very
happy for us, and I am hoping ... no EXPECTING ... my inbox to be
jam-packed with email from all of you guys!

Greg

***

Chapter Fifteen:

(A word from Chris: I've considered Cole to be a friend of mine, almost
from the first time we met.  While he wasn't technically a member of the
family during the time period covered in this chapter, he brings a unique
perspective to it that nobody else can.  I hope you enjoy hearing from Cole
in chapters fifteen and sixteen.)

***

(Cole narrates.)

I smiled to myself.

For as far back as I could remember, I was a guy who not only questioned
authority, but bucked it every chance I got.  I grew up an only child ... a
trouble-making, strong-willed, military kid who didn't want anything to do
with my father's regimented world.  And when he found out, early on, that
he couldn't turn me into a junior clone of himself, he seemed to feel
... from MY perspective, at least ... it was his duty in life to break me.

Okay, I'll admit that I probably wasn't every parent's dream child.  But
just the same ... it's hard to be a loving, obedient son when your dad
finds fault with everything you do, and everyone you know.  Just as soon as
I turned eighteen, college acceptance papers in hand, I got away from the
Air Force life in Colorado Springs and moved to Boulder.  Within days, I
found a guy who was willing, and we set up housekeeping together.  He
turned out to be a first class jerk, but I had a couple of good
relationships during that first year of college: one lasted for over five
months, and the other for almost three.  Last July, I'd been available for
a couple of months ... but not really looking for a permanent boyfriend
... when Josh and Tim brought their family into the sporting goods store,
where I worked, to be outfitted for their backpacking vacation.

They made quite an impression on me that day ... and, especially, when I
came across them swimming in a mountain lake, a few days later.  I sure
couldn't put my finger on it, at the time, but there was a bond between
those guys that I'd never felt in all of my nineteen years.  I always
thought I knew exactly what kind of life I wanted for myself ... to be a
nonconformist, a free spirit ... a guy who did exactly what he wanted, when
he wanted.

The LAST thing I wanted was a family!  I had outgrown all that crap; at
least, that's what I thought...

I guess what I REALLY didn't want was a family like the one I grew up in.
Both Tim and Josh seemed to be the kind of parents any boy in his right
mind would give anything to have as dads.

Tim, Josh, and their boys ... especially Ryan ... began something in a few
short days, that my overbearing dad hadn't been able to accomplish in
eighteen years of trying.  And they didn't really have to DO anything
... just being around those guys made me realize how much I wanted what
they had.  When I saw an ad, on a bulletin board at school, that the J bar
A was looking for a few strong backs for a couple days of hard work, I
jumped at the chance ... and was I ever glad I did!

Anyway, after the barbecue and fun evening at the Myers ranch, the J bar A
crew piled into a couple of SUVs and a car for the drive home.  As I
lovingly fingered Ryan's long, shaggy hair, on the ride back to the ranch,
my semi ... which had been with me most of the evening ... suddenly became
a fuckin' hardon.  Damn, it was almost like I was the punk kid, when I was
around him ... getting full-blown erections all the time.  I thought I'd
learned how to control them, until I met Ryan, that is.

In the back seat of the Suburban, with my boyfriend and Eric, a smile of
wonder ... at the power Ryan held over me ... crossed my lips.

Yeah, my cock was throbbing; but I was sure I wasn't the only one in our
seat with a stiff dick!  I could probably count on both hands the number of
times I'd seen Ryan completely limp.  Come to think of it, maybe I ought to
make that ONE hand!

Again, I smiled to myself.

Both of us were fun-loving guys; that's gotta be one of the reasons why our
relationship worked so well.  That night up in the mountains, I only saw
Ryan as the sex-crazed, younger brother I suppose I'd always longed for,
deep-down, but never had.  I guess a part of me still looked at him that
way, but now, I mostly saw him as my equal.  I know Ryan liked that ... a
lot ... and, no doubt about it, so did I.

In the dark interior of the SUV, broken only by the lights from oncoming
traffic, Ryan leaned his head against my chest.

"I missed you all week," he commented, simply, in his still-boyish voice.

He'd seemed SO dejected on Friday afternoon ... when he texted me to say he
had to spend the night at the Wilson house.  Ryan wasn't the only one,
though.  Damn, I felt so lost and incomplete when I wasn't around him for a
whole week!

If only he knew how much I REALLY missed him.

Whether I'm sitting in class, studying, working, eating, sleeping, or just
lying in bed alone, playing with the throbbing slab of meat between my
legs, he's always ... and I do mean ALWAYS ... on my mind.

Over the years, I've done my fair share of jerking off ... and probably a
lot more than my share, if you really want to know the truth.  But
especially now, since I could only be with my boyfriend on the weekends; my
dick and left hand were absolutely the best of friends.  At least, I've got
a good imagination; I fantasize about Ryan, all the time, when I'm watching
porn.  In my mind, at least, it's the two of us making love on the screen,
and not whoever is actually doing the kissing, the sucking, or the fucking.

Yeah, I admit it; I was lovesick...

Even though I didn't care who won the game between Boulder and Louisville,
I went to it, just so I could be with Ryan for a couple of hours.  For most
of the game, I'd been full-hard.  I would have loved to take Ryan back to
my apartment afterwards, but I didn't ask Ben.  Ryan IS still a kid, after
all ... a guy who needs his parent's permission before he can spend a night
away from his house.  I doubted if Ben would be comfortable letting him go
with me, anyway ... without either Josh or Tim knowing about it,
beforehand.  And I sure didn't want to make things worse for Ryan by
causing a scene.

I snapped out of my reverie.

"Yeah, dude; me, too."  I kissed the top of his long hair, while drinking
in his Ryan-smell.

In the light from a passing car, I glanced past Ryan to where Eric was
sitting.  He hadn't said anything, but he was watching the two of us
intently.

Holding Ryan's head to my chest, I sighed deeply.

"You sure DO love him, Cole," Eric observed, in a quiet voice.  "Don't
you?"

"Yep, Eric, I really do," I smiled contentedly.  "We're simpatico."

"What's that mean?" Eric asked.

"We see things the same way," I answered, brushing aside Ryan's thick hair
and rubbing the ball of my thumb over his ear.

"MOST of the time, anyway," Ryan clarified, with a boyish chuckle.  Then,
changing his voice ... and probably his face, too, though I couldn't see it
in the darkness ... he pouted, "He won't move to the ranch, Eric, because
his apartment is already paid for this semester."

Ryan was just repeating the reason I'd given him, but while I hadn't lied,
that wasn't the only reason.  My apartment WAS paid for; but, fuck, more
than anything, I wanted to move in with him!

"We'll see, after Christmas," I added.

"But that'll be FOREVER!" he whined, kid-like.

"I know," I agreed, resting my chin on the top of Ryan's head.

In my past life, I was a guy who could have cared less what adults thought
of me.  Because I loved Ryan with all my heart ... and he WAS still a kid
... it mattered to me now, however.  Even though both Tim and Josh had
given their permission for Ryan and me to become boyfriends, I was only
around the ranch a few days a month.

"Anyway, Ryan, your dads might not want me to move in with you, yet," I
added.

I wish I'd have known, for sure, how they would have reacted if I asked
them.  Even Ryan seemed to sense that it might not work out the way we
hoped; and, I suppose, not wanting to risk an answer from either dad that
he didn't want to hear, he dropped the subject.

Turning his face to mine ... as Tim slowed the SUV for the turn onto the
ranch road ... my lover abruptly shifted gears.  "Did you remember to bring
Mr. Pinkie this time?" he wondered aloud.

"I sure did!" I replied, smiling broadly.  "Both Mr. Pinkie and all his
friends are in the bag with my clothes."

"Awesome!" Ryan exclaimed, snickering.

"What?" Eric questioned.

Of course, he wanted to know what we were talking about.  I think ... no, I
KNOW ... Eric was surprised that Ryan would even CONSIDER letting a big
guy, like me, stick his dick up inside him, much less be excited about it.
Eric had seen me naked at Ryan's birthday party, so he knew how much
firepower I packed between my legs.  Anyway, though I can't say I was
COMPLETELY happy with the idea, Ryan asked Eric if he wanted to come
upstairs with us when bedtime rolled around.  I don't even need to tell you
how Eric answered!

As Tim parked the Suburban, the second ranch SUV ... along with a car
belonging to one of the cowboys ... pulled up alongside.  All the doors
seemed to open at once, and soon, most of the J bar A family was milling
around in the parking lot.

Since Ryan, Eric, and I were in the back seat, the three of us were the
last to pile out of our truck.  The days were sure getting shorter; it
couldn't have been much after 7:30 or 8:00, but night had already
completely fallen.  While both Josh and Tim stayed outside to talk with
Ben, Roy, and a couple of others, Chris and Tyler raced into the house;
they were going on a triple date ... with Luke, Robert, and their
girlfriends ... as soon as they got cleaned up.

Following Ryan's suggestion from last weekend, I brought a couple of extra
changes of clothes with me this Saturday.  The duffel bag with the clothes
and other goodies was still out in the locker room, where I'd showered
before the barbecue.  And as the rest of the guys headed for the back door,
I hustled toward the pool building.

Moments later, when I entered the kitchen, Kaiden, Ryan, Eric, and the
twins were clustered around the sink getting drinks of water.

After taking a couple of long gulps, Kaiden asked anyone who was
interested, "Guys, how about going downstairs to the gym?"

"If you've got an extra pair of shorts for me and my brother," David said,
while setting his empty glass on the granite countertop beside the sink.
"I don't feel like going home right now."

"Better make that TWO pairs," Carlos joked, dryly.  "I don't think both
David and I will fit into the same pair ... unless they're REALLY big!"

Laughing, all the kids ran toward the staircase with me in tow.  While
Kaiden veered into his room with the twins, and Eric backtracked to his
room, across the hall from the master bedroom, Ryan led me down the hall to
his bedroom, next door to Kaiden and right across the hall from Chris and
Tyler.  Seconds later, Eric popped through the open door into our room,
with a pair of white gym shorts ... the kind guys wear in P.E. ... in his
hand.

"Are you guys gonna wear T-shirts?" he asked.

"I don't know about anybody else," Ryan answered, with a grin.  "But I'm
sure not!"

"It sounds like Ryan's not wearing a shirt, so I'm not either," one of the
twin's voices stated ... to agreement from the others ... through the open
doors of the connecting bathroom.

Noisily, all of us changed out of our clothes.

"Does anybody want the jock?" Kaiden asked, to young teen guy laughter.
Probably, he was standing beside his dresser, waving an athletic supporter
that he'd pulled from the drawer.  "I've only got one."

Or maybe he pulled it from a gym bag, or something, because David or Carlos
let out with a laugh and a loud comment, "Gross; that hasn't been washed in
like a month, Kaiden!"

As the guys next door joked around, smiling, I quickly slipped out of my
jeans.  The menacing scorpion on my hard piece of meat sprang up, hitting
me in the stomach, before my cock settled into its normal downward-pointing
state.

"Damn, Ryan ... you're REALLY gonna take that monster up your ass?" Eric
commented, in openmouthed wonder.

"Yeah, I can't wait!" Ryan excitedly replied.

Eric just shook his head, before pulling the pair of baggy, white shorts up
his skinny, equally colorless legs.  I had to laugh to myself, because it
was a tossup between Eric and me, as to who had the least color in his
skin.  At least, I had lots of hair and freckles on my legs!

Ryan was about to step into a pair of gym shorts, when I had a sudden
thought.  "Wait just a minute, Ryan," I said, pulling a black vinyl case
from my duffel bag.  Unzipping it, I took out four butt plugs ... in small,
medium, large, and magnum sizes.  "Why don't you let me put in one of
these?  It'll help open up your ass some, for later."

"Awesome!" Ryan smiled, immediately grabbing the bottle of lube from the
nightstand and handing it to me.  "Which one are you gonna use?"

Laughing evilly, I replied, "Well, I'd LIKE to use this one."  I held the
long, very thick, extra-large model high, drawing a pained look from Ryan.
"But I think I'd better use this one."  I picked up the medium-sized plug
for a moment, but then decided upon the large model.  "What do you say?  I
probably won't even have to use Mr. Pinkie, if you can keep this butt plug
in your ass for the next hour."

Ryan didn't SAY anything, but, with wide green eyes, he gulped.

He glanced from the large plug to my face, then back to the plug.  And I
saw the trust on his face ... the knowledge that I'd never hurt him ... as
he smiled at me, before assuming the position, leaning over the bed.
Spreading his feet wide, my boyfriend teasingly wagged his cute ass
... still suntanned, though not as dark as it had been over the summer
... and then held his cheeks apart with both hands.  He looked so fuckin'
hot!  My cock began to throb with desire, as I generously lubed the plug.
With mouth gaping, Eric just stood there watching my every move, while I
steadily pressed the tip against Ryan's sphincter.  Carefully, I twisted it
from side to side, slowly drilling it into my boyfriend.

"Relax, dude," I said, in a soothing voice, while applying a little more
pressure to the sex toy.  "Yeah, big guy, that's the way."

Very slowly, Ryan's young body swallowed the black plug.  He moaned softly,
and tensed-up, as I pushed the wide part against his ass muscle.

"You can take it; I know you can," I gently cooed, while soothingly
massaging his back.  Little-by-little, I sensed his body relaxing, and I
increased pressure against the plug.  And when it had popped into place, I
added, "There, it's in you now ... and damn, it's not going anywhere!"

I lovingly patted Ryan on the butt, as he turned his grinning face to mine.

"That was SO hot!" Eric declared, with a big smile.

"How's it feel?" I asked, as Ryan slowly stood.

"Okay, I guess," he replied.  "I mean ... it doesn't really hurt, or
anything, but it sure feels weird whenever I move."

"You'll get used to it," I assured him, grabbing my pair of sweat shorts.
I stepped into one leg and then the other.  "And if you don't, we can just
take it out.  Come on; pull on your shorts and shoes.  I don't hear the
other guys next door, so they must have already gone downstairs."

At first, Ryan moved slowly and carefully, as he bent down to put on his
oversized, bright green basketball shorts and sneaks.  And he was walking
funny in the hallway; but by the time we reached the bottom of the second
flight of stairs, he seemed to be getting used to having his back door held
open, while being stuffed full.

"Damn, Cole, I can still feel it in my ass," Ryan said, following me
through the glass door into the gym.  "But it's not bad, at all!"  Then he
announced to everyone, "Guys, look what I'm wearing."  He dropped his
shorts and bent over, spreading his adorable ass cheeks wide."

"What is it, anyway?" Kaiden asked from beside him.

"It's a butt plug," Ryan answered authoritatively.

"Sweet!" Kaiden exclaimed, grabbing hold of the knob end.  "Damn, it's in
there tight!"

Kaiden and the twins had a couple more questions ... and EVERYBODY made a
few comments, when they heard why Ryan had it up his ass.  Finally, my
young lover pulled up his shorts.

The five of us began a gentle stretching routine.  As we stretched,
once-in-a-while I would notice Ryan wince, but he adjusted to the
discomfort, and by the time we were finished warming-up, he seemed
completely at ease wearing the plug.  While the younger guys began
exercising with light weights on the various machines, I decided to dive
right into the free weights.  Choosing a set of 30 pound dumbbells, I began
with a couple sets of lateral raises.  My muscles burned, but they felt
good, too, as I tested the limits of their endurance.

If I had been working out by myself, or at the Y, or someplace like that,
where the guys have to wear shirts, my erection would have probably gone
down.  And, let's face it, I'd probably have gotten in a better workout.
Even though they were just kids, all those naked chests were doing a number
on me.  Damn!  Every time I started to really concentrate on lifting,
trying to tune-out whatever was going on around me, I'd glimpse a bare
torso out of the corner of my eye ... or maybe, I'd see a guy's stiff dick
tenting the front of his shorts.  Like I said, it might not have been the
best workout; but, fuck, I sure enjoyed every minute of it!

Eric had never been in the sauna, and he wanted to try it out after we'd
finished exercising.  Honestly, I've never enjoyed all that heat and
humidity very much; but since Ryan was excited about spending a few minutes
inside, I tried to be.

The door to the sauna was already open, and Eric just walked through it.

"You moron," Carlos joked with his friend.  "You gotta get undressed
first!"

"Oh," Eric replied, grinning broadly.  He stepped back into the gym.  "Hey,
that's even better."

"Yeah," Ryan agreed, toeing off first one, and then the other, of his shoes
without untying them.  Damn ... since he hadn't worn socks, the old pair of
ADIOS was ripe, as he kicked them aside with his sweaty feet.  Of course,
his dick was still standing proudly when he shucked his shorts.  Never in
my life have I known another guy whose stiff cock always seemed to be glued
to his pubes, the way Ryan's always was.  Fuck, he's SUCH a hot guy!

In seconds, all of us were nude.  Carlos was the only one of us who wasn't
completely hard, as we grabbed towels before entering the cedar-lined room.
But that condition didn't last for long, after his brother David whispered
something in his ear.  Maybe some people enjoy just sitting around in a
steam room and sweating.  But while gallons of sweat sure poured out of all
of us, the boys were so horny the last thing they wanted was to sit still!

When Carlos lay back on one of the benches, David was on him in an instant.
In seconds, he was riding his brother's torpedo-shaped cock like a rodeo
cowboy on a bucking bronco.  Their identical bodies fit each other
perfectly; and David made the most of that fact.  MAYBE Carlos is straight,
but he was sure doing a number on his gay brother, as he thrust his dick
into David's ass!  Kaiden and Eric paired up, with each other's cocks in
their hands, and Ryan and I did a lot of groping and kissing.  I'll admit
it, though; I couldn't wait to get out of there and back upstairs to the
bedroom!

After ten minutes, or maybe less, everyone had done more than enough
sweating.  Kaiden turned the control dial to 'off'.  And after toweling
off, we pulled on our shorts, before six VERY horny guys headed upstairs.
Except for a couple of night-lights, the main floor of the house was dark.
And on the second floor, when I glanced down the dimly lit hallway, I
noticed that Tim and Josh's bedroom door was securely closed.  I'm sure
they were just tired from a long day, and had decided to go to bed early.
They were probably already fast asleep.

Yeah ... right! lol

"How are all six of us going to fit in one bathtub, at the same time?"
Carlos asked, preparing to follow his brother into Kaiden's bedroom.

"Why don't Eric, Ryan, and I take our shower across the hall, in Eric's
bathroom?" I suggested, draping my arms over both boys' shoulders.

"Um ... Cole, if ... um ... you and Ryan don't mind ... I think I'll spend
the night with Kaiden and the twins," Eric stammered apologetically.  He
and Kaiden HAD been having a lot of fun in the sauna, and it sounded like
he really wanted to keep it up for a while longer.

"Sure, that's okay with me," I replied, glancing toward Ryan, who just
shrugged and smiled.

As I lifted my arm, Eric glanced from Ryan to me.

"You two have a fun night," he said, with a knowing grin.

"You, too," I commented, before turning to Ryan.  "Come on, big guy."

We hustled into Eric's room.

Excitedly, Ryan and I slipped out of our shorts and started the shower.
Because of what both of us knew would be happening in a few minutes, we
quickly soaped-up and washed all the dirt and sweat from the evening off of
our bodies.  When we were as clean as two teenage guys are ever going to
get, we dried off most of the way, before scampering back across the hall.

Wet towels had been scattered haphazardly across the floor of Ryan and
Kaiden's bathroom, but we kicked them aside before brushing our teeth.
Although someone had almost closed the door into Kaiden's bedroom, an
interesting mixture of muffled grunting, groaning, and boyish laughter
filtered through the inch-wide opening.

"It sure sounds like those four are having fun," my young lover commented
around his toothbrush, nodding in the direction of the sounds.  Yawning, as
he turned his face to mine, he added, "But not half as much as we're gonna,
I bet."

***

I think I'll end chapter 15 right here.  I hope all of you enjoyed reading
it!  I'm really glad that Chris decided to have Cole narrate this chapter.
I felt that I learned more about him ... it's DEFINITELY a good thing for a
writer to know about his characters, lol ... and hopefully you did, too.

What do you bet that both Ryan and Cole are dead tired as chapter 15 ends,
and both of them will fall asleep as soon as their heads hit their pillows?
(Like Josh and Tim, I bet! lol)

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