Date: Fri, 4 Mar 2011 04:12:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 38

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
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Guys,

Over the past several months, I haven't made it easy on my readers, due to
my inconsistent postings.  If anyone is still reading, though, I want you
to know that I really appreciate you sticking with the story!

I always enjoy when Tim narrates.  I hope you feel the same way about this
chapter!

Chapter Thirty eight:

(Tim gives us this chapter.)

While Tyler and Chris enjoyed each other's company, the rest of us took
turns out of the hot tub.  Like Eric, I had been skeptical, but Josh knew
what he was talking about: the contrasting sensations of goosebumps on cold
skin, combined with the heat of the spa were absolutely amazing!  As the
blood coursed through our nine, over-stimulated bodies, it seemed that we
became even more horny than usual for our clan.  And, let me tell you,
that's saying something!

In quick succession, two snowballs whizzed past my ear.  One fell
harmlessly onto the pool apron, but the second splattered against Tyler's
neck.  The snow fell on Chris' shoulders, too, before disappearing into the
steamy froth.

"What the fuck!" the older boy exclaimed.

"Yeah, which one of you guys threw that?" Chris wondered, glancing around,
before his accusing eyes settled on me.

"Would I do something like that?" I replied, smiling.

"Yeah, Tim ... you would," Tyler chuckled, and Chris agreed.

"You boys sure know how to hurt a guy," I responded, faking sadness.  "But
I didn't throw it."  After pausing for a second, a smile crossed my lips
and I continued, "Not this time, anyway."

Both Ryan and Eric settled into the water, as I was answering.

"It was Kaiden, I bet!" Chris accused, causing Eric to giggle
loudly. "Okay, kid ... where's he at, anyway?"

Eric shrugged innocently.

Suddenly, with a whoop and a huge grin on his boyish face, Kaiden emerged
from the shadows.  He was carrying an armload of snow, and hurled a couple
of snowballs in the general direction of the spa.  Josh cried out, "Whoa!"
when one plopped into the water near his chest.  Chris pulled off of Tyler
... and both guys tried to move away from the edge ... but they weren't
quick enough to avoid being dumped on, as Kaiden dropped his melting load
on the heads of his older brothers.

"Man, am I ever gonna get you for this," Tyler declared, before ducking his
head under the waves.

Kaiden just smirked, as, shivering, he rushed to my side of the pool.
Lovingly, I suppose, he wrapped his freezing arms around my neck, before
hustling into the water beside me.

"That wasn't a very kind thing to do to your brothers."  Pretending to
scold Kaiden, I guided him to straddle my legs.

Turning his face to mine, Kaiden spread his legs wide around me, before
quickly settling his perfectly proportioned, naked form onto my thighs.  He
dipped his torso beneath the foam ... laying forward onto my stomach
... before answering.  "I know," he agreed, his face breaking out in
another devilish smile.  "But it sure was fun!"

He glanced across the hot tub, toward his older brothers, before hugging me
tight.

"Don't think I'm going to protect you," I laughed.

Relaxing the hug, Kaiden rose up a bit and studied my face; I tried my best
to remain stoic.

"Dad doesn't love me anymore," my blonde-headed boy pouted.  In the muted
light, his normally brown eyes sparkled black.

Scruffing up his shaggy hair, I smiled.  If Kaiden were REALLY in trouble,
I would have risked my life for him.  But I've always believed that, within
reason, brothers should be allowed to settle their differences as boys, not
with loads of parental interference.

Gently, Kaiden took hold of my semi and began to stroke it.  In seconds,
his talented hand had my manhood full-hard and throbbing.  Pleasantly
surprising me, Kaiden lifted his body some and directed the fleshy rod
toward his hole.  Nature took over, moments later, when he opened up and I
thrust my thick, nine inches deep inside him.

"Oooooof!" was the only sound my son made, as I excitedly drove all the air
from his lungs.

It wasn't easy, but I tried my best to remain motionless inside him, and it
didn't take too long for Kaiden to adjust to the intrusion.  With a sexy
smile, he lay forward on top of me again, stretching a bit to plant a
passionate kiss on my lips.

"Fuck, yeah," he cooed softly, as I began to slowly, and oh so lovingly,
fuck his still-suntanned ass.

It had been too long ... WAY too long, since I'd loved my son this way.
Sighing contentedly, I leaned my head back against the pool apron, and
closed my eyes.

When I opened them, Tyler had resurfaced, and both he and Chris were
whispering animatedly among themselves.  Their eyes darted from Kaiden and
me to each other, before Chris motioned for Cole to join them.

Cole mouthed a few words to Ryan ... and then said something to Ben
... before he crab-walked over my business partner's submerged legs to
reach the other boys.  Ben moved over a bit, to make room for Cole beside
Chris.

It wasn't long at all, before Kaiden began to expertly bounce up and down
on my manhood, stimulating every inch of the shaft and head.  With a sense
of pride, I realized that my thirteen year old son could give lots of men
and women lessons on the proper way to ride their partners while making
love.  I didn't really know anything about what went on between him and
Eric behind closed doors, but I envied the boy.  He had an amazing lover in
Kaiden ... one who I knew was helping the abused boy forget his dark past.

Eric must have sensed my thoughts ... or maybe he just wanted to get a
closer look at Kaiden making love to me ... because, moments later, he was
at my side.  And ... to top it all off, he had Ben with him!

"That is SO hot!" Eric slowly declared, a hint of wonder in his voice.
Eric's fingers brushed Kaiden's side, before dropping to mine.  "I didn't
know ... how long...?"  Without finishing either statement, he glanced from
Kaiden, then, shyly, to Ben.

Riding me a little harder, Kaiden smiled knowingly.

"It's way awesome making love to Dad!" he softly exclaimed, before speaking
directly to Ben.  "WAY awesome!"

Understanding, Eric hugged his adopted father.  He was about to say
something, when the timer on the Jacuzzi shut off the motor for the third
time.

"Guys, I think we'd better take this inside," Josh authoritatively, but
sadly, suggested.

Glancing at my lover, I noticed that he held Ryan in his arms.  No wonder
he'd sounded so sad!

"Let's make a naked run for the kitchen door," Josh suggested.  "Then
... if anybody wants to, we could shower together in Tim's and my room.
And, afterwards, spend some time in front of the fire."

"Awesome!" Tyler exclaimed.

Laughing in the direction of Tyler, Ben added, "Well ... at least, those
last parts sound good to me."

"I guess..." Kaiden hesitantly sighed, before he reluctantly pulled off of
my penis.  "Damn, I feel so empty!"

I agreed.  Already, I missed the amazing sensations of Kaiden's tight ass
around my throbbing cock.  Curling my arm around Kaiden's torso, I brought
our lips together in a quick kiss

"Come on Dad," Eric urged, pulling Ben to his feet.  "Let's make a run for
it."

With a wan smile on his face, Ben followed Eric out of the hot tub, and
they dashed toward the kitchen door.  And, while Ryan and Cole covered the
spa, the rest of us took off after Eric and Ben.  Cursing and laughing, we
hurried toward the lights and inviting warmth of the main house.  Tearing
open the door, we rushed inside.

In a torrent, "Brrrrrrrrrrrr!", "That was FREEZING, but it sure was fun!",
"Shit, I'll never thaw out!", "Fuck, I gotta dry off!", and various other
phrases and expletives gushed from all our mouths.

Even though we hadn't been all that far behind Ben and Eric, the boy was
alone in the kitchen.

Hugging himself, Chris asked, "Eric, where'd your dad go, anyway?"

As Cole opened the back door, and he and Ryan hurried inside, Eric replied,
"He said he needed to talk to Mom for a minute."  Grinning, he glanced at
his stiff prick.  "I think it's about us, or something."

"Shit," Josh began.  "I completely forgot Tina was in the living room."
Smiling, he continued, "Hey ... maybe she wants to join us"

"Mom?" Tyler laughed.  "No way!"

"Well, the shower sounds like fun, anyway," I commented ... and everyone
agreed ... before I lowered my voice and spoke directly to Kaiden.  "That
is ... if I can take it with you, son."

"Hmmmmm."  Kaiden paused for a moment, before smirking.  "Maybe I'll let
you, Dad.  MAYbe..."

"Oh, so you're gonna play hard-to-get, are you?" I laughed, roughly
tousling Kaiden's hair.

"Kinda, sorta," he answered.  Wrapping a slim arm around my dripping ass
cheeks, he hugged me.  The heat of his youthful metabolism felt even better
than the hot tub against my chilled, goosebump-covered skin.  It's a
sensation only a naked child can give a dad.

Squeezing my son tightly in my arms, I reflected for a moment.  To my way
of thinking, Kaiden was the most amazing boy on earth.  My life had been in
the toilet, after Beth's fatal accident, but Kaiden began a chain of events
which brought all of us to Colorado.  Everybody in this room owed him big
time.  Without him, there's no telling where life would have taken us: we
might have never visited Josh; Chris would have never met Tyler; and on and
on.  So much had happened to all of us, because Kaiden knew what he wanted
... thought Chris would enjoy it, too ... and had the balls to go for it.

'Yes, Kaiden is one amazing thirteen year old!' I thought, again, snapping
out of my reverie, as Ben returned.

With a puzzled look on his face, he declared, "Tina's not in there."

"Cool!" Tyler exclaimed, laying his arms on Chris' and Cole's shoulders.

"Yeah, maybe," Ben agreed, before adding, "Eric, I need to go next door to
see what's up."

The look on Eric's face betrayed the sadness he felt.

"Don't worry, son," Ben continued.  "If I don't make it back in time for
the shower, I'll be here to make love by the fireplace."

"Promise?" Eric asked unsurely.

"You bet I do!" Ben replied.

The definitive tone of his voice caused Eric's face to break into one of
his patented smiles.  And, as Ryan, Cole, Josh, and Chris left to start the
shower, Eric knelt in front of Ben.  The boy took hold of the mostly limp
cock in front of his face, locked his eyes with his dad's, and planted a
worshipful kiss on the slit.

"Son, I wouldn't miss this night with you for the world," Ben declared, as
Eric closed his lips around the rapidly inflating head.  He lifted the boy
to his feet, and kissed him lovingly.  "I'll be back as quick as I can!"

Curling his arm around Eric's shoulder, Kaiden said, "You can have fun with
us, while Ben's gone."  He glanced at my face.  "Right, dad?"

"For sure," I agreed, a sudden thought crossing my mind.

From behind, I took hold of Eric's slim waist.  With one easy move, I
picked him up and tossed him over my shoulder like a sack of feed
... something both Chris and Kaiden used to enjoy, when they were younger.
Like a little kid, Eric kicked his heels, while squealing with delight.

"Don't be gone too long," Tyler said, smiling at Eric.  With one arm, he
gave his dad a quick hug, while tickling Eric with his other hand.

Eric squirmed contentedly.  It was obvious, he knew he was a part of our
family now ... and he fit right in.

"I'll be back ... for BOTH of you guys ... as soon as I can," Ben promised
again.

"Come on; let's get that shower," I suggested, as Ben turned to leave.

Taking my cue, Tyler easily picked up Kaiden, tossing the younger teen over
his shoulder, and four smiling guys headed towards the stairs.

Ben didn't make it back for our extra-long shower, but he was downstairs
... laying the wood for our fire ... by the time our hornier-than-ever
group sauntered into the living room.  His was the only limp dick in sight.

"Dad!" Eric cried out, happily running towards the man.  "All of us missed
you!"  Then, in a lower voice, he added, "But me, especially."

"How'd it go with Tina?" Josh asked for all of us.

Smiling, Ben shook his head.  He glanced from Tyler to Eric.

"Your mom is one special woman, boys."

"So, it went OK then?" Tyler wondered, as Ben pushed the button beside the
firebox.  With a 'whoosh', gas ignited the logs.

"It was better than just 'OK'," Ben laughed, standing to his feet.  "Lots
better..."

He didn't elaborate, and, while I could imagine what might have happened
next door, none of us asked.  I guess we had other ... more urgent
... things on our minds at the moment!  As the logs began to crackle
cheerily, everybody made himself comfortable.  Some of the boys had cum
once or twice in the shower, but I'd held my load.  I wanted it to be extra
special, when I finally couldn't hold it any longer.

Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I turned to see Chris' strong, manly form
and deep brown eyes looking me in the face.  His other arm was loosely
wrapped around Kaiden.  As I watched, he passionately kissed his brother,
before bringing his lips to mine.  The normally thin Colorado air was WAY
thick in the living room that night, filled as it was, with the pure love
between fathers and sons.

While Tyler and Eric ministered to Ben's hairy body, Ryan kissed Josh
first, then turned to Cole.  Ryan spoke to both men, the three laughed, and
Josh lovingly wrapped his arms around the other two.

I wish I could have spent more time watching the other guys, because I'm
sure their threesomes were amazingly hot.  But, Chris and Kaiden deserved,
and got, my full attention, as our night of lovemaking began.  And was it
ever a night!

"Come on Dad; let's get that spot on the rug, right in front of the fire,
before the other guys take it," Kaiden urged, tugging on my hand.  "We're
gonna make you feel SO good ... right, Chris?"

As my boys laid me down on the furry, deep blue rug, Chris agreed.  "That's
for fuckin' sure, bro!"  Kneeling near my feet, he smirked, in that sexy
way he's always had.

"So THAT'S what you guys have in mind for tonight," I laughed.

"Could be," Kaiden innocently replied.

He smiled knowingly at me ... and then his brother, before, lovingly, his
lips found mine again.  And, while Chris expertly sucked the toes of my
left foot, Kaiden lavished his affection on my face, urgently kissing my
lips, cheeks, chin, ears, nose ... well, you get the picture!  My throbbing
manhood was dripping nonstop.  But, when I tried to take it in my fist,
Kaiden gently brushed my hand away; his fingers twined with mine.  Without
saying a word, he made it clear that he and his brother would be taking
care of me that night.

Resigned to my fate (lol), I sighed contentedly.

Gripping my hairy ankle firmly, Chris began to very lightly lick the sole
of my foot.  Man, it drove me crazy!  Pounding my free hand on the rug, I
tried to squirm, big time.

"You like that, huh?" Chris stated the question.  Knowing how ticklish I
am, my devil of a son instructed, "We gotta hold him down better, Kaiden."

"Sure!" Kaiden replied, quickly throwing a knee over my chest, before I
could complain ... not that I REALLY would have, anyway.  As he sat on my
taut belly, I let him pin my arms to my sides with his knees.  And, after
Kaiden was satisfied he'd immobilized me the best he could, with a serious
face, he looked me in the eyes.  "No fair tickling me, Dad."

"We'll see about that," I noncommittally answered.  A part of me was
dreading what I knew was coming, but loving my sons the way I do, I'd try
my best ... maybe.  "No promises, though..."

Slowly, I made circles with my thumbs against Kaiden's inner thighs.

"DA-ad," Kaiden sighed, squeezing his knees tighter.

"Okay, okay," I laughed, poking Kaiden a final time.

While pointing my nine inches towards my feet, Chris straddled my groin,
sitting with his back against his brother.  After both my sons got
comfortable, Chris released my dick.  Urgently, it tried to pop back into
position, finding a temporary home between my son's left leg and loose ball
sack.  For a moment, with one hand, Chris gripped both his and my penis
together.  He pumped them sensually, before the two boys began to tickle me
in earnest, using both fingers and tongues.

Laughing loudly, I began to thrash around.  A guy who's not ticklish would
never fully understand what I was going through.  While anything that
heightens the sensations in the skin is great for lovemaking ... and I was
flattered by all the attention my boys were giving me ... if taken to
extremes, tickling can be an unbearable form of torture.  Both my sons knew
that, though, and they didn't give me MUCH more than I could bear.

During a break in the action, I pulled my hands free and tickled Kaiden's
smooth belly.  Now HE was the one giggling and squirming uncontrollably!

"Fuck, bro, I wish we had some rope," he commented, after I finally let him
corral my hands.

Chris laughed in agreement, while he stroked my wilting cock, bringing it
back to life.  Then, without warning, he turned on his brother, tickling
him mercilessly!  Kaiden returned everything he got, though, and in a
writhing jumble of naked boy flesh, both teens fell off me.  Quickly, I
pounced, and we rolled around on the floor.

There's nothing like playing around with your sons in the nude
... absolutely nothing!

Laughing uncontrollably, several long moments later, Kaiden called out,
"Hey, no fair... Truce! Truce!"  And when Chris and I reluctantly let up,
he wrapped his arms around the two of us.  "I'LL remember the rope next
time ... for BOTH you guys!"

"In your dreams, bro ... if you think I'd let you tie ME down," Chris
laughed.

Somebody over on the couch gagged loudly.

I'd been so lost in the three of us, that I'd forgotten about the others.
But, glancing in that direction, I saw Josh slumped against the back of the
sofa.  Standing on the cushions, with knees bent, Cole was straddling my
lover, obviously deep throating him. Josh's nose was buried deeply in
Cole's small mound of carrot-colored pubes, while Ryan ministered to Josh's
throbbing boomerang of a dick.

"Hey, I ALMOST forgot why we're here in the first place," Chris admitted to
Kaiden and me.  He kissed us both.  "Dad..."  Gently, he laid me back on
the rug.

Maybe they HAD forgotten, but it didn't take my boys long to remember!

"I get to ride him first," Kaiden declared.  With a self-satisfied smirk,
he straddled me.

"Okay, bro ... I guess," Chris reluctantly agreed, "but don't make him cum
right away."  When Kaiden didn't answer, Chris added, "Did you hear me?"

"Yeah ... yeah," was Kaiden's answer, before he spit in his hand, and held
my dick at his backdoor.  Slowly settling himself around my nine inches, he
sat on my groin.

Rearranging the insides of my younger son's white-hot body twice in one
night ... man, was I ever in heaven!

After a few moments to get used to the intrusion, Kaiden slowly lifted
himself, until only my glans was still inside him.  Expertly, he squeezed
his sphincter ever-so-slightly around the base of my head, sending chills
of delight coursing through my body.  In no time, Kaiden and I developed a
rhythm.  When his body reached the height of its travel up my steely rod,
I'd thrust in.  Most times, Kaiden gasped or moaned with delight.  Chris
watched for a moment.  Then, taking hold of his brother's hands, he
squatted over my face.  And eagerly spreading the tanned, fleshy, but
muscular, globes presented before me, I began to feast on his mostly
hairless pucker.

As the three of us made love, Chris delightedly exclaimed, "Fuckin' shit!"
before I heard him kiss Kaiden passionately.

I know I've said it before, but there's nothing better on earth than a
father being allowed to show true, unadulterated love to his sons.  That's
just what the three of us did in front of the fireplace that night.  Making
things even better, though, it wasn't only Chris, Kaiden, and me, but Ben
and Josh were able to express themselves similarly to their sons.  And
... just in case you're wondering ... before the night was over, all of us
were intimately familiar with that old saying: share and share alike.

While it was still dark out, I'll bet sunrise wasn't far off, when we
couldn't stay awake any longer.  It had been a marathon love fest in every
sense of the word: hours of satisfied grunting and groaning; a workout that
ranked with the best of them; and multiple orgasms from all of us.
Contentedly hugging each other in front of the fire, the nine of us fell
asleep ... a tangle of arms, legs, deflating cocks, and sweaty bodies.  Hey
... it just doesn't get any better than that!

Before the rest of us roused, Josh must have woken up (he wasn't anywhere
to be seen when I looked around) and added more wood to the fire, because
it was burning cheerily when I woke from a hot dream.  It was as if our
actual lovemaking continued on in my subconscious (lol).  Except ... in
real life, I was sore as all get out, while I could have seemingly gone at
it forever in my dreams.

Bright sunlight was streaming through the windows, and I lay awake for a
while, listening to the steady breathing around me.  With fatherly pride, I
smiled.

"Morning, Tim," Ben whispered hoarsely, glancing at the pool of white light
beneath one of the windows.  "At least, I GUESS it's still morning."
Snickering, he shook his head.  "Damn, are you as sore as I am?"

Wincing, I raised up on one elbow, untangling myself from Eric's and
Kaiden's arms.

Both of us chuckled in spite of the pain.

"Well ... at least, I'm not OLD, like you are," I half whispered, laughing
more loudly.  "But, yeah, I've felt better."

In fact, Josh, Ben, and I walked funny for the next couple of days.  The
boys said they were hurting, too.  However, they were out throwing
snowballs with their friends later that afternoon.  All the older boys
ganged up on Kaiden, paying him back ... and then some ... for dumping the
snow on his brothers.  Oh, to be a teenager again!

The boys had another snow day on Wednesday, when ... typical for Colorado
... the sun shone brightly.  It was the second day in a row, but, unlike
the bitter cold of Tuesday, the temperature warmed up some on Wednesday.
By noon the following Wednesday, when the boys arrived home from school to
begin the Thanksgiving holiday, we were well on the way to our fourth day
of sixty plus degrees.  Unbelievably, what with abundant sunshine and
extremely low humidity, much of the snow had melted away.  Only on
North-facing slopes, in the shadows of buildings, or where it had been
piled high, did much remain.

Man, it was hard to believe that November was almost over!  Thinking back,
I could barely remember last year's Thanksgiving; I'm sure it was at my
folks house, and I probably said all the right things.  But my heart wasn't
in any of it.  This year was SO different, however.  Not only was I
emotionally whole again, but our family had tripled in size.  Last year at
this time, I'd never even heard of Ryan, Cole, Tyler, Ben, OR Tina ... not
to mention Eric!

Thanksgiving Day on the J bar A was traditionally a major event ... an
early afternoon feast of epic proportions for the entire ranch family.
Those in charge of cooking, had begun preparing the food a couple of days
in advance.  Nevertheless, the kitchen was already a beehive of activity,
when I headed out for my predawn run.  Upon returning, the heavenly aromas
of cinnamon, clove, and newly baked pies greeted my nose.

Pausing just inside the door for a big whiff, and smiling broadly, I
declared, "Mmmmmmm, smells wonderful, ladies."  Stepping into the room, and
closing the door behind me, I glanced from Tina to our cook, Maria.  "I
think I'll help myself to a piece right now!"  With a huge smile, I grasped
a paring knife from the counter and began to slice the cooling apple pie.

Good-naturedly, or so I thought, Maria waved a wooden spoon in my
direction.  But then she threatened, "In your dreams, you will."
Menacingly, she took a step in my direction; and, dropping the knife like a
chastened kid, I began to pout.  "Tim, that long face of yours won't cut
you any slack today.  Now get out of here and shower, before you sweat up
the place."

"Just like my mom," I commented dejectedly, in the direction of Tina.

If I was hoping for sympathy from her, it didn't work.

"Your mom should have taught you better manners, Tim," Tina said, smiling
at the grandmotherly Hispanic woman.

"More likely, he just didn't learn," Maria correctly observed.  "Now get
out of here!"

"Okay, okay; I'm going already," I laughed.  But, before leaving, I grabbed
a handful of croutons ... for the stuffing, I supposed ... and popped them
into my mouth.  They tasted like cardboard!

"Git!" Maria called out, shooing me from the kitchen with her hands.

In past years, Thanksgiving dinner had been held in one of the barns ... or
crowded into the main house, if the weather was extremely cold.  But, this
year we were holding it in the studio; it was the perfect size for our
large group.  By noon, the cowboys had finished with their chores for the
day, and a few of us guys were given the job of setting up folding tables
and chairs.  While the womenfolk allowed us to spread rolls of white paper
over the tables for tablecloths ... I guess, they thought we couldn't mess
that up too badly ... Liz, the twins college-aged sister, insisted on
decorating them herself.  Beasts of burden that we were, the men and boys
were considered good enough to carry the plates, silverware, and all the
food from the ranch house.  But it was up to the women to set the tables
just so.

Everything did look nice, though.  By a little after two, everyone was
seated, and Josh said a prayer of thanksgiving for all of us.  I hadn't
eaten all day ... and it seemed that many of the others were in the same
boat ... because we dove into the food with a vengeance.  The banquet was
exceptional; those who prepared it outdid themselves.  Of course, if you
ask me, there's nothing like a traditional Thanksgiving meal, anyway.

After we'd eaten, those who wanted to were given the opportunity to say a
few words, telling everyone what they were especially thankful for this
past year.  We'd tried that kind of thing with my family in the past, but,
sometimes, it was like pulling teeth to get anyone to speak.  Not so this
year, however; Eric was the first to pop up.

"Man, I've got so much to be thankful for, I don't know where to start," he
said, glancing around the room.  But, it wasn't as if he was looking for
approval from anyone, before he continued.  What he had to say was coming
straight from his heart.  "I didn't know what real love was, until I came
to live here."

"Me either," Ryan agreed, as several others let the rest of us know they
felt the same way.

"First, I wanna thank Tim..." He smiled in my direction.  "...for noticing
that I had a problem ... and Josh..." He nodded at my lover.  "...for doing
something about it."

Several people shouted their agreement.

"Next, I have to thank Ben..."  He smiled admiringly at his new dad.
"...and Tina... I love both of them with all my heart..." He curled an arm
around his mom's neck.  "...and the greatest brothers in the whole world."
He glanced around the room.  "Yeah, even you, Cole," Eric offered.

"I guess you're not half-bad yourself, kid" Cole chuckled in reply.

Eric beamed his awesome smile, before continuing in a serious voice, "But,
especially..."  He glanced admiringly at my blonde-headed son.  "... I
wanna thank Kaiden, who means more to me than I can ever say with words."

He hugged Kaiden warmly, before brushing back tears of joy and sitting
down.  When the boys and I moved in with Josh, I'd thought our family was
complete.  But no doubt about it ... when it came to Eric, at least
... more was definitely better!  We'd needed him as much as he'd needed us.
Before the afternoon was over, more than a few eyes were moist ... FOR
SURE, mine were ... as several guys shared their hearts with the rest of
us.  If I hadn't known before that afternoon, I realized again just how
much love the entire J bar A family had for Josh and each other.  The ranch
wasn't just a place for the cowboys to work; it was as much their home as
it was Josh's or mine.

After clearing away the leftovers, most of us went to a homeless shelter in
Denver, to help serve a turkey and dressing dinner to those less fortunate
... another tradition of Josh's ... one he'd begun right after moving to
Colorado.  Afterwards, we helped wash mountains of dirty dishes, and I saw
my lover give the director a check, as we were leaving.  Knowing Josh the
way I do, I'm sure it was sizable.

It must have been going on midnight when our tired entourage pulled up to
the ranch house.  After bidding goodnight to the Lopez family, Roy, Maria,
and the cowboys, Chance and Jamie, the rest of us headed toward the kitchen
door.  Josh unlocked it, turned on the light, and we followed him inside.
Furtively, he stole glances at Ben, Tina, and me, to be sure we hadn't
changed our minds about the plans we'd talked about earlier.

We hadn't.

"Is anyone up for a nightcap?" he asked offhandedly.

"Sure, I'll have a Pepsi," Chris replied, yawning.

"Of course ... you can have a soda, if you want, Chris," Josh laughed
heartily, "but I was thinking about something just a little stronger
... like a glass of wine, maybe."

Suddenly, all the boys perked up.  Dumbfounded, Chris turned his
questioning face toward mine.  From early on, I'd let my sons know I
disapproved of alcohol and teens.

"Chris, I think this has been a very special day for all of us," I
answered, smiling at our sons.  "Very special..."

"And guys, a memorable ending is called for," Josh added.

Our boys agreed wholeheartedly.

I guess I'd been an ungrateful lout for most of my life.  But, after having
shared the blessings of our lives with each other earlier in the day
... and then, spending the evening among those MUCH less fortunate than us
...  I realized anew just how very lucky, in so many ways, I'd been!

Chuckling, I added to Chris, "Just don't expect adult drinks all the time."

He shook his head.

Normally, we didn't even have wine or beer in the house ... you know; don't
tempt fate, and all.  But Josh had instructed Maria to buy three bottles of
a good Merlot, when she did her Thanksgiving shopping.  It was just enough
for a large glass each.  Reflecting on the day, we unwound, while slowly
sipping the deep red wine.  I don't think Kaiden, Ryan ... or Cole, for
that matter ... cared for it very much, but they drank theirs, anyway.
Chris and Eric would have had a second glass, though, if it had been
available.  Heck ... so would I!

As the boys finished, with hugs and kisses for the rest of us, they said
their goodnights and headed off to bed.  We adults talked for a bit longer,
before Ben and Tina thanked Josh, again, for inviting them to move to the
ranch.

After the Wilson's bade us goodnight, my lover and I sat in silence for
quite a while, reflecting on everything.  Finally, Josh spoke up.

"Tim, we do have a special family, don't we?" he asked and stated at the
same time.

The tears were flowing by then.

Embracing him emotionally, I replied from deep within my heart, "The very
best, Josh ... the very best!"

(Author's note: I've got tears in my eyes too!)

*** Epilogue ***

Before the year was over, Eric had his final appearance before the Family
Court judge, and his adoption was final.  Until that hearing, I'd never
known that kids who'd been through abusive situations were given the
opportunity to change their names, if they wanted to.  I guess it was to
help them start a new life, or something.  At first, Eric wasn't sure he
wanted to.  But after talking to all his friends, his new family, and
thinking it over for a couple of weeks, he decided to take a new name:
Andrew Ethan Wilson (Andrew is the name of Tina's dad, while my father is
named Ethan.)  It's very dignified sounding, don't you agree (lol)!?!

I wish I could say that everything has always gone smoothly for our family
over the years ... but that would be a lie.  One thing has been constant,
though ... our steadfast love for each other.  And, believe me, that's the
kind of bedrock a family can build a lifetime on!

*** The End ***

Guys,

It's with a mixture of joy and sadness that I bring this saga to a close.
Joy, because it is past time for me to move on to something else, but
sadness, because these guys have meant so much to me, over the years I've
been writing about them.  Truly, they have been my family; I've shed more
than a few tears of joy and sadness with them over the months.  (And, yeah,
I'll admit it, shot quite a few loads, too! lol) Drew has expressed an
interest in continuing this tale (andrewjohnson7833@yahoo.com).  He doesn't
have my writing style (for better or worse) lol, but he has supportive
friends willing to help.  He already has a title for his first story: "The
Time of Our Lives".  I hope you will give him the kind of support I
received as a new writer on Nifty, four and a half years ago.  No doubt
about it, in the early months, anyway, it was support from my readers that
kept me writing.  And, knowing my love for the guys, at some point, I may
take up their story again.

After taking a very short time off, I plan to begin my next story.  It will
be called "Mr. Hottie" and will take up the lives of Chris and Tyler after
graduation from college.  It will be posted in the Gay/High School section
of the archive.  I plan to write the story in its entirety, before posting
the first chapter.  But I expect it will be 12 - 15 chapters long
... unlike my earlier works.  I will let my Yahoo! group and those on my
email notification list, know when the first chapter posts.

I hope all of you enjoy it ... and thanks for your support over the years!

Your friend (I hope, lol),

Greg

***

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