Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2010 03:20:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 29

More is Better

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

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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,
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I want to thank each and every one of you who emailed me about the last
chapter.  I always enjoy hearing from you!  I apologize, again, that it is
taking me longer than I'd like to post new chapters, but over the next
couple of months this story will be winding down to it's end.  I'm hoping
that things will go better with the fifth story in the series, when it
begins.  I suppose time will tell.

I will be moving to Colorado at the end of June.  I will miss my friends
and family in Missouri, but I'm eagerly looking forward to a new life in
Colorado.  Hey ... moving from a midwestern town of 15,000 to one of the
most gay-friendly cities in the country is a definite plus for me!  I'm
very excited about it!

Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter.  If you did, why don't you email me to
let me know?

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Chapter Twenty-nine

(Ryan is still narrating.)

Let me tell you, all of us were tired, but happy, the next morning!

Though most kids would tell you time seems to stand still when we are
eagerly looking forward to something, I suppose it does keep marching
forward.  But, with Halloween coming up on Friday, school sure seemed to
drag by the rest of the week.  The big day dawned cloudless and chilly, was
sort of warm by mid-day, and was cooling off again by the time we got home
from school.  I was SO excited about my costume; I just knew this would be
the best Halloween I'd ever had, hands down.

Wouldn't you know it?  On an afternoon when I REALLY wanted to hurry home
from school, Tyler and Chris were late picking us up, and, then, we had to
make a long stop at Ranchers Supply to buy salt blocks, several sacks of
feed, work gloves, and a ton of other items for the J bar A.  This was the
first time we'd been asked to buy ranch supplies since the roundup, a
couple of weeks earlier.  It sure seemed like they had been saving up!
Anyway, by the time we got home, at close to 6:00, it had already been dark
out for a while.  Damn ... I sure hate the switch back to standard time.

"Come on, let's get all this stuff unloaded," Tyler commented, as he parked
our Tacoma near the barn where the supplies were stored.

He opened his door, while shifting the pickup's transmission into 'Park',
turned off the motor, and hopped out.  As I was squeezing behind his seat,
suddenly, a few bars of VERY loud music came from the photo studio.  It was
cut off as soon as it began, and the silence was accompanied by laughter
and loud voices.

"Cool ... I wonder if there'll be dancing tonight?" Chris asked,
shouldering a 50 pound sack of feed.

"It sure sounds like it," Kaiden agreed, laughing.  "This is gonna be a fun
party."

"I can't wait!" I said.  Thinking about my costume made my already hard
dick twitch.  "It's gonna take me a while to get dressed, so let's hurry."

Most of us had kept our choice of Halloween costume to ourselves, but I
think all of us were eager to show them off when the party began.  That
would be in a couple of hours.  An eternity later, we had unloaded all the
supplies, stacked them in the barn, and closed the door behind us.

"Hey, look at that moon!" Eric exclaimed loudly, as we hustled across the
parking lot.

"What the fuck?" Chris asked, stopping in his tracks.  "I've never seen one
like that before!"

"It's perfect for Halloween," Eric chuckled, as an enormous, muted orange
ball ... a harvest moon, I've learned it was called ... rose from the
eastern horizon.  "And it's SO big!"

"Wow ... it sure is," I began, "and it's fatter than it is tall, too."

"I guess it's been eating too much," Chris laughed.

"Looks like..." I continued, smiling at Chris' joke.  Then, suddenly
shivering, I added, "I'm glad we're gonna have heat in the building; it's
already cold out."

Casting a final, long glance at the rising moon, Chris agreed, before
leading us toward the back door of our house.

Since there would be plenty to snack on during the party, we had a light
supper of sandwiches and chips.  Honestly, even though I'm usually always
hungry, I had a hard time finishing half a sandwich.  Fuck, I was so
excited!

As I sat, absentmindedly playing with my food, Cole spoke up.

"Come on, guy," he laughed, putting his hand on my shoulder.  "Let's go up
to the room and I'll help you put on your costume.  It's going to take a
while."

"Ryan, that sounds like SOME costume," Tim chuckled, with a twinkle in his
brown eyes.

"Yeah, it is," I agreed, smiling.  "I sure hope all of you like it as much
as I do!"

"I'm sure we will," Tina replied, while reaching for the glass of water
beside her plate and lifting it to her mouth.

"Well, it's gonna be a FUN costume, at least," I added.  And with that, I
slipped off of my stool.

While the other guys were finishing their supper, Cole and I rushed up the
stairs to our bedroom.

"Fuck, I'm so excited, Cole," I exclaimed, unbuttoning my flannel shirt,
before taking it and my T-shirt off.

"I could have never guessed, Ryan," he laughed, opening the closet door and
removing the carton with my costume in it.  After lifting the top flap, he
took out a good-sized container of dark red body paint, and a smaller tube
of black.  "I wonder where we should begin, anyway?"

"Um ... maybe with my face," I guessed, unzipping my jeans and stepping out
of them.

Chuckling, Cole replied, "No, I think we'd better save that for last."  He
thought for a second.  "Maybe your back ... or your legs."

"Whatever," I laughed, fingering my throbbing cock, which was standing
tall, tight against my belly.  "Just get started, okay?"

Rather than opening the paint, though, Cole stood back for a moment, before
walking around my body.

"I think I'd better shave those pubes off," he commented, pulling my
always-erect dick away from the small hairy nest it called home.

"Do you have to?" I whined, like a little kid.

"No, I don't HAVE to," Cole answered, giving me a quick hug.  "But, Ryan, I
sure think the paint would LOOK better on a smooth body, rather than a
hairy one."

I sighed, and didn't say anything for a long moment.

"Well, if we've gotta do it, then, let's get it over with, I guess," I
said, thoughtfully.

"Ryan, don't worry; they'll grow back," Cole snickered, "like mine did."

I smiled tentatively.

"Yeah, I suppose so," I answered, giving my permission again.

After pulling me into the bathroom, Cole opened the medicine cabinet,
before removing his razor and a can of Edge.  He flipped off the orange cap
and squirted a dollop of the blue-green gel onto his fingers.

"You need to pull your cock down and hold it away from your pubes, Ryan,"
my boyfriend instructed.

"Okay ... like this?" I asked, taking hold of the shaft and pulling it
downward.

"That'll do," Cole laughed, while rubbing the cool gel into my pubic hair.
"This is gonna be fun, Ryan."

"Well, don't get TOO used to it, Cole," I commented, nervously, as I
watched him pick up the razor and hold the blade under the stream of hot
water flowing from the tap.

"Damn, Ryan ... relax!" Cole chuckled.  While holding my skin taut, he
touched the blade to my suddenly quivering skin.

It was the first time a razor had touched my body, and the triple blades
made quick work of my sparse pubes.  Fuck!  Moments later, Cole was wiping
off the excess shaving cream and water with a towel.  Lovingly, he fingered
the recently denuded skin.

"That feels AMAZING, Ryan ... SO smooth ... wow!" he exclaimed, with a
broad smile.

Even though I only started getting my pubic hair a couple of months ago, I
had forgotten how smooth that skin had felt, before the coarse hair started
growing.  I gotta say, it DID feel really good ... and SO sexy!  Without
really thinking about it, I began to stroke my cock, hard and fast.

Laughing, as we walked the few steps from the bathroom to the bedroom, Cole
said, "You better take care of that now, Ryan.  After your cock is painted,
no jacking's allowed, unless you don't care if you rub the paint off."

Stroking myself harder, I commented, "I guess I'd better make this a really
good one then."

"Yeah," Cole replied, with a smile.  "Why don't you let me help you out
there?" After guiding me to the bed, where he had me lie down, he lowered
his head to my groin, swallowing my dick.  Urgently, his talented hands
spread my legs, before one of his fingers found my pucker.  Roughly, but
lovingly, too, he began to finger-fuck me while he sucked.  Lifting his
face for a moment, he added, "Mmmmm, you taste good, Ryan."

I was too overcome by all the sensations to reply, but, looking back on it
now, I HAD to have really enjoyed it.  In no time, I was shooting into
Cole's mouth, and, after sucking me dry, he pulled off, smiling broadly.

"You think that will last you for a while, big guy?" he asked, wiping his
lips.

"I guess it'll have to," I sighed, with what I hoped was a sexy smile in
the direction of my lover.

"After the party, Ryan ... after the party," he laughed, shaking his head.
"I better get this body paint on you."  He glanced at the clock.  "Fuck,
we've gotta get a move on!"

When we were deciding on my Halloween costume, Cole told me he had used
body paint a couple of times in the past.  He dipped his hands into the
deep red paint, slathering it on my back.  I watched in the mirror, as
again and again his hands dipped into the paint, covering my ass cheeks and
then my coltish legs.

"Not bad," Cole declared, standing back and admiring his handiwork.  He
turned me around so I could see my back in the mirror.

"Awesome!" I exclaimed.  "Is it dry yet?"

"Yeah, your back is, at least," he replied, touching it with his forearm.
When he pulled it away, there wasn't any paint on it.  "Lets get your front
side now."

I volunteered to help, but Cole said 'no' ... that he would take care of
it.  It took a while, before Cole was satisfied with the results, but,
finally, my neck, chest, and arms were the same deep red color as my back
and legs.  My cock never really went limp after I came, but, as Cole's
hands got closer to my newly shaved pubes, it began to jerk with each beat
of my heart, until it was throbbing against my belly.

"I hate to cover this handsome guy up," Cole laughed, dipping his fingers
into the paint, but, moments later, my cock and balls were the same red
color as the rest of my body.  "Damn, you look sexy, Ryan!'

Cole smacked his lips and let out with a wolf whistle.

My face was next, and after it was covered, Cole washed his hands, before
opening a much smaller jar of black paint.  Using a brush, he painted my
eyelids black, and, then, with a lecherous smile on his good-looking face,
Cole painted my swollen cock head black, too.  I slipped the headband with
devil's horns over my hair, as Cole picked-up the tail.

"Bend over, Ryan," he instructed, smiling evilly.

He flipped open the bottle of ID Glide, coating the large black butt plug,
to which we had attached the tail.  As I leaned over the bed, I relaxed my
sphincter ... something I was getting really good at ... while pulling my
butt cheeks apart.  I felt the tip of the thick plug against my anus, and,
in one move, Cole pressed and I swallowed it.  After it popped into place,
talk about feeling full!  And I'd BE full for as long as the party lasted.
Awesome!

"Fuck, you're one hot dude!" Cole declared, as I stood and smiled.

One glance in the mirror told me that Cole was SO right.  No doubt about
it, I would be hard all night, wearing body paint like this.  I mean, it
covered everything, and yet it didn't.  I LOVED the look.  WOW!  I turned
around to get a look at my ass.  The other day, as soon as my devil costume
arrived, Cole removed the tail from the stocking pants ... tossing the
garment ... before drilling an angled hole through the ball end of the
plug, and attaching the tail to it.  Cole had slipped the toy into my ass
so the tail rose up, filling my crack, before gravity caused it to arch
downward.  Was it ever hot with the spiked tail appearing to come right out
of my crack like it did!

"Hey, I love it; thanks, Cole!" I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around my
boyfriend.  "But not as much as I love you!"

"I love you, too, Ryan, but you need to be careful with the body paint
... at least, until after the party starts," Cole laughed, lightly hugging
me back.  "I can't wait to see the look on everybody's face, when we walk
through the door."

"Yeah," I agreed.  Smiling, I glanced at the clock.  "Now, you better
become Anita Waxin.  It's getting late."

"Shit!" Cole said loudly.  "I DO have to hurry!"

While I watched, Cole stripped.  Well, since my lover didn't own a pair of
underwear ... that I knew about, anyway ... I suppose it didn't take him as
long to undress as some guys.  But anyway, with a smile on his face, he
brought out his costume.  Cole thought my costume was good, but I thought
HIS was awesome; I mean, it was SO funny!  Anita Waxin was a lifeguard
... at least, it said 'Lifeguard' across the chest of her red, one-piece
swimming suit.  She wore a long blonde wig, and damn, did she ever need a
waxing!  Thick, dark curls of pubic hair stuck out on either side of her
narrow crotch.  Of course, the fake hair was accompanied by the very real
bulge of Cole's monster dick.  It's a good thing the swimsuit had
flesh-colored shorts legs attached to the crotch.  It would have NEVER held
Cole's equipment, otherwise.

I gotta tell you, I think a guy dressed up like a woman is funny to begin
with, but Cole was hilarious ... I mean, with his hairy legs, and pits.

"Maybe you ought to shave your legs and under your arms," I commented.

"Probably," Cole agreed, "but, Anita Waxin' ... right?"  Laughing at his
own joke, he glanced at the clock.  It was already after 7:30, when the
party was scheduled to begin.  "Besides, we don't have time; hey, it'll be
funnier like this, anyway."

As Cole was slipping his feet into a pair of flip-flops, I heard Chris and
Tyler's bedroom door open.

"Come on, hurry up Chris," Tyler said.  "We're gonna be late."

"You go on ahead, and check on Kaiden and Eric," Chris answered.  "I'm
almost ready; I'll be out in a sec."

"Um, Cole ... are you getting hard?" I asked, laughing at his obviously
stiffening member in the girl's swimsuit.

"Yeah ... I'll probably be hard all night, Ryan ... from looking at you,"
he stated, feeling his dick through the stretchy swimsuit material.

I just smiled, as Tyler called for Chris, before announcing that he, Eric,
and Kaiden were heading over to the party.  Chris said he was coming ... I
don't think he meant cumming ... because, right away, he hurried out of his
bedroom and raced down the stairs after them.

"Maybe we'll find a way that I can take care of it later," I offered, while
stepping into my flip-flops.

Cole snickered.  "Hey ... one way or the other we'll make it happen
tonight."  After glancing in the mirror, and adjusting his cock a bit, Cole
added, "Are you about ready, big guy?"

"I've BEEN ready," I laughed.  "It's YOU we've been waiting on."

"Oh, yeah ... right," Cole said, with a smile.  "Well, maybe everyone will
already be there when we come through the door.  I want EVERYBODY to get a
good look at you, Ryan!"

Gently, he patted me on the shoulder, before planting a quick kiss on my
lips.

"Come on, let's go."

Moments later, when Cole opened the kitchen door, and we stepped through
it, I shivered.  Damn, it was cold out, and the body paint didn't provide
much in the way of insulation, as we hustled between the parked cars.  When
I opened the door to the studio, we were met by the sound of many voices
laughing and talking, over the creepy strains of organ music.  Except for
the muted glow from several floor lamps and four or five strings of orange
pumpkin, Halloween lights, the studio was shadowy and dark.  Bales of straw
were scattered around, with lots of corn shocks and mountains of pumpkins.

"What the fuck ... Ryan? ... and Cole?" Tim asked, by way of greeting.  He
was wearing a skimpy diaper, and nothing more, while a phallus-shaped baby
pacifier dangled from a cord around his neck.  Laughing, he added, "Come in
guys, and get out of the cold."  He lifted the pacifier to his mouth and
began to suck on it.

"Hey, Tim," Cole replied, chuckling.  "So much for nobody recognizing me in
this getup."

"You'd make a beautiful woman, Cole," Tim answered.

"Yeah, right," Cole said, shaking his head in the negative, while laughing
again.

As one of the twins ... who was wearing a football uniform, from school,
with David's number on the jersey ... called out my name, I left my
boyfriend and Tim's conversation behind.

"Hey, David," I called out, hurrying across the room to where the twin was
talking to Eric.  Kaiden's boyfriend was wearing a fake cast on one leg,
using crutches, and had a large bandage wrapped around his scalp, as if
he'd been in an accident.  Tyler, dressed in a nurse's uniform, stood
beside him, obviously ready to give assistance, if needed.

"Fuck!  That's a hot costume, Ryan," Eric said, when I had joined them.

"You like it?" I snickered, turning around and showing the guys my ass.

"Shit, yeah," the twin said, while Tyler chimed in, "How'd you ever get
that tail..."  Spreading my legs some, I bent over, giving the guys a good
view.  "Oh, forget I asked that," Tyler laughed.

Standing, with a sly grin on my face, I asked, "So Tyler, are you trained
in mouth-to-mouth?"

"Um ... I've had a little practice," our oldest brother replied cockily.

"He's REAL good at it," Eric laughed.

While busting a gut, David took off his helmet and held it in his hand.  I
did a double take.

"Hey, Carlos, great costume" I chuckled, in the direction of the
football-player twin.

"Say ... how'd you guess so quick, anyway?" Carlos answered, dejectedly.

"Well, your bent finger, for one thing," I replied.  "And that laugh of
yours is a dead giveaway."

"Damn ... and the real reason why I wore David's jersey was to try to fool
Devon," Carlos said, shaking his head.  "I can put on gloves to cover the
finger, but I don't know about the laugh.  Fuck, I know I'm gonna do a lot
of laughing tonight."

"I didn't notice your finger, Carlos ... and I couldn't tell the
difference," Tyler stated, "but I'm not David's boyfriend, either."

"I'm still gonna try to trick him for as long as I can," Carlos said, with
a grin.

"Yeah," Eric agreed.  "Where's David at, anyway?"

"Running late, as usual," Carlos answered, laying his football helmet on a
folding chair.  "Mom was still helping him with his costume when I left."

The four of us talked for a while, as I glanced around the room.  Chris and
Kaiden were together, dressed in summer highway patrolmen's uniforms
...khaki shorts with matching shirts, motorcycle police helmets, and mirror
shades.  Some adult was wearing a rubber mask of a wrinkled, old woman, an
old housedress, and sagging boobs that drooped onto 'her' belly, while
another adult was dressed as an old man.  Ben came as a nature photographer
... big surprise there.  He had a safari hat on his head, and a camera
dangled from around his neck.

"What the fuck, Ryan!" Kaiden called out.  He was grinning from ear to ear,
as he left Chris' side and ambled in my direction.  "That is SOME hot devil
costume ... wow!"

"Hey, glad you like it, Kaiden," I laughed, leaving my other friends, for
the moment, and taking a couple of steps toward Kaiden.

"Everybody can sure tell YOU'VE got balls!" Kaiden replied.  He pulled out
what I thought was his billy club ... but it turned out to be more like a
narrow paddle ... and lightly touched the striking end to my scrotum.

"You think maybe I'm showing a little too much?" I chuckled.

"Nah, you're good ... it's all covered," Kaiden said, lifting my balls with
the paddle, before letting them drop and holstering the paddle.  "But,
damn, Ryan, now I'm gonna be hard all night!"  Kaiden grabbed his crotch,
for emphasis, before adjusting his impressive package.

I laughed again.  "Well, that's the whole idea.  Hey ... I knew I was gonna
be hard anyway, so why not share the fun?"

"Yeah," Kaiden agreed.  "This is gonna be a LOT of fun tonight; I can tell
already."

"It sure will be, Kaiden.  Fuck, it sure will be!"

***

This sounds like an awesome spot to end this chapter!  I sure hope you guys
enjoyed reading it.  I wonder what the Halloween party will be like?  I
guess we will all find out in chapter 30!

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