Date: Fri, 30 Oct 2009 01:02:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: More is Better ch 7

More is Better

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant and Researcher: Steve
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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Guys, thanks for your email after chapter six.  I always enjoy hearing from
each of you, longtime and brand new readers alike.

I had an enjoyable vacation last week, and now should be able to get back
on schedule, posting a new chapter every Friday until my annual break over
the holidays.  There is so much I want to tell you about these guys!  But
my biggest concern, after having written so much about them over the past
three-plus years, is that the story will get repetitive or boring.  I NEVER
want to let that happen!  I trust that you will let me know if it begins
to.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter!

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Chapter Seven:

(Chris narrates.)

When it came to Colton, I agreed with both Tyler and Jared.  My dick was
pounding, too ... and it sure wasn't because of what we'd been talking
about!

"Just so long as you remember who your REAL boyfriend is," I commented in
Tyler's direction, feigning jealousy.

"No chance of me forgetting that," Tyler laughed, before planting a kiss on
my cheek.

While watching the two of us, Jared shook his head and declared, "Damn, I
wish I had a boyfriend."

Only a few weeks earlier, in our downstairs gym, while admitting he had the
serious hots for me, Jared had finally come to grips with his sexual
orientation.  For who knows how long, he had wrestled with himself over it
... not wanting to admit he was drawn to other guys, and not girls.  And,
of course, like most confused but secretly gay teenagers, he'd dabbled with
the opposite sex.  But he had been FAR from satisfied!

"Maybe Colton's the guy for you," I said, taking a final glance back toward
my horse, before turning out the lights in the barn.

With the distinctive, rattling, chug-a-chug sound only a Cummins diesel
makes, a pickup truck motor sprang to life in the parking lot, followed by
high beams shining toward the front of our home.  Although we couldn't see
it, the truck obviously backed up, as the lights swung away from the ranch
house

While I closed the barn door behind us, Jared agreed.  "Yeah ... that'd
sure be awesome!"

"If I don't get to him first!" Tyler laughed, prompting me to playfully
punch him in the shoulder, before wrapping my arms around him.

"Hey ... no fair!" our friend declared.  "You've already GOT a boyfriend!"

"Maybe all four of us could have some fun together," I suggested, pecking
Tyler on the cheek, before the hint of a grin crossed my lips.  Slowly, we
walked toward the back door, while watching the taillights disappear around
a bend in the road.  "Guys, let's go up to our bedroom," I added.  "Fuck,
I'm as hard as a rock!"

"Yeah," Jared chimed in.  "I need to take care of this log in my jeans
... right now!"

His hand swiped over his denim-covered groin.

"It's more like a twig, if you ask me," Tyler snickered.

"Fuck you!" Jared shot back.  "Mines WAY bigger than yours."

Good-naturedly, Tyler and Jared bantered with each other, concerning the
relative sizes of their dicks.  Mine, by the way, was bigger than either of
theirs.  They knew it; and of course, they knew I knew it ... so they left
me out of the discussion.  I can honestly tell you, though: I've never seen
a cock I didn't like.  Sure, some guys have a bigger piece of equipment
between their legs than others, but every one that I've had the joy of
experiencing, in one way or another, is special in my eyes.

At the kitchen counter, Josh was still nursing a cup of coffee as,
chattering loudly, we entered through the back door.  Dad glanced up from
Cattle Breeders Monthly, or some dorky magazine like that, and smiled in
our direction.

"We're going up to our room," I offhandedly commented.

Without a doubt noticing the throbbing wood, straining to be freed from all
our pants, Dad replied, "Have fun."

Smiling, he returned to his magazine.

"Don't worry; we will," Tyler smirked. "Goodnight, Josh."

"'Night, boys," Josh answered without looking up.

We hurried up the stairs, turned to the right, and seconds later Jared and
I followed Tyler into our room.  My brother and I clicked on a couple of
bedside lamps, and immediately, all three of us yanked off our shirts.

In the warm glow from the incandescent bulbs, I admired the naked torsos of
Tyler and Jared, before glancing at my own reflection in the mirror over
our dresser.  We were so alike, yet different in many ways, too.

All of us had great tans and smooth, hard chests.  But our neighbor's
awesome, golden-tanned skin seemed to be as smooth as the day he was born,
contrasted against Tyler's dark, thick happy trail that spread out around
his belly button.  Although the beginnings of a thin trail of hairs crept
out from beneath the low-slung waistband of my jeans ... it had made its
first appearance over the summer ... my stomach clearly tended more toward
Jared's smooth look.

"Chris ... um ... would you let me finish undressing that hot body of
yours?" Jared tentatively asked.

Rather than answering, I fell back onto the bed, with my legs dangling over
the edge of the mattress.  Submissively, I spread my arms, stretching my
hands toward the headboard.

Jared took that as the 'yes' I meant it to be, kneeling at my feet before
pulling off my sneaks and the stinky, white socks I'd worn all day.

"Damn, Chris!" he exclaimed, fingering the sun-bleached, brown hairs that
had sprouted over the summer on the tops of my sweaty feet.  "Even your
feet look good enough to eat tonight!"

"Go right ahead," I laughed, but Jared just shook his head.

"Too smelly," he chuckled in reply.

He glanced toward Tyler, with an unspoken question behind his lips.  It was
obvious to me what he wanted; and Tyler must have understood, because he
nodded and smiled.

Jared had secretly lusted after my body, since the first time we'd met
... at a weekly, pickup football game on the J bar A, one Sunday afternoon
last summer.  However, neither Tyler nor I learned about the feelings he
had for me, until the day we found out Jared was gay.

After getting Tyler's approval, Jared leaned over me, planting a tender
kiss on my lips.  Tenderness was SO out of character for the Jared I'd come
to know and like ... a macho, high school football player of the first
order.  But back when I was fifteen, I suppose there was a lot about our
friend that I didn't know.

He licked down the center of my chest and belly, causing me to shiver with
delight, before he popped open the four buttons of my fly.  My stiff cock
throbbed in anticipation, as he peeled an old favorite pair of blue jeans
... that I'd almost outgrown from last year ... and my underwear down my
legs.  Carelessly, he tossed them aside.

"Jared, you need to get naked, too," Tyler stated.  While I had been
preoccupied, my brother had shed the rest of his clothes, and stood behind
Jared in all his naked glory.  Damn, he was turned on!  With each beat of
his heart, Tyler's mostly sheathed pole ... only the tip of his delicious,
swollen head was peeking from his foreskin, wanting to get a look around, I
suppose ... would jerk upward, before dropping back to its normal, erect
angle.

"Just what I was thinking!" Jared smiled, sitting on the edge of the
mattress and pulling off his boots and the pair of jeans Tyler had lent
him.  His cut, slender, six-inch cock popped up, tight against his abdomen.

In the showers, earlier, I'd noticed he wasn't wearing underwear, but I
hadn't mentioned it.  I said something about it now, however.

"Yeah, I always go commando on weekends," he said matter-of-factly.  "I
like to give my package a chance to breathe."

Tyler and I snickered, as he stood, cupped his low-hanging balls in the
palm of his hand, hefted them for a moment, and then let them drop.  He
lifted my cock from its resting place against my belly, and seemed to
conjure up a mouthful of spit, while climbing onto the bed beside me.

He lowered his needy looking, smooth-shaven face, and microseconds later,
the head of my dick slid into his hot, juicy mouth.  My swollen glans
brushed over Jared's tongue.  And when our friend paused and seemed to
swallow, my seven-plus inches penetrated him even further, pressing firmly
against the back of his throat.

Jared's nose pressed tightly into my ball sack.  I'm sure he couldn't
breathe, as tears streamed down his cheeks ... but he held the position for
what probably seemed like an eternity, before lifting off a bit.  He took
all of me again, burying his nose deeper in my balls than I thought
possible.

As I thrashed my head from side to side, enjoying the moment, I caught
sight of an openmouthed Tyler, staring in amazement.

The sensations were out of this world, when I began to fuck Jared's mouth
and throat with my throbbing cock.

"Yeah, go for it, Chris!" Tyler cried out, urging me on ... like I needed
encouragement!

With the biggest smile anyone could imagine, I pulled out, before ramming
my cock in to the hilt, causing Jared to moan deeply.  Again and again, I
thrust into his mouth ... and every time, Jared gladly took as much of me
as I wanted to give him.

As I continued to thrust my hips upward, Jared began to roughly rub his
hand over my scrotum, before squeezing the balls within ... gently, at
first, and then harder.

"Oh, shit!" I gasped, tense to the max, while holding my hips high in the
air.  "I'm gonna nut!  Fuck, guys!  I'm ... gonna ... nut!"

While squeezing the cum out of my balls, Jared sucked my shaft for all he
was worth.

"Man, that was intense!" I declared, and just when I thought the orgasm was
over, another wave of powerful sensations coursed throughout my body.  I
shivered from head to toe before falling, exhausted, onto the mattress.
"Thanks, Jared!"

"Any time," my friend laughed, after sucking the last drop of cum from my
slit.  "Mmmm ... tasty."

"Fuckin' shit!" Tyler exclaimed.  "That was amazing!"

He was telling me?

"I've been practicing," Jared replied, with the biggest smile I'd ever seen
on his face.

"Who was the lucky guy?" I asked.  "It couldn't have been Devon..."

"Not quite," Jared laughed, shaking his head of sun-streaked, but otherwise
dark blonde hair.  No doubt, his brother would have been willing, but he
still had a tiny, little-kid dick.  "It was a banana."

"Damn!" Tyler exclaimed.

Jared nodded, before adding, "Well ... quite a few bananas, actually." He
laughed, while remembering.  "Mom always has a bunch of bananas around the
house, because Devon and I need to eat them for football.  But over the
past couple of weeks, Mom commented that they were sure disappearing faster
than normal!  'Devon and I were gonna eat them out of house and home,' she
said more than once."

All three of us laughed at that comment.

Jared continued, "The first banana I tried broke off, and almost choked me,
before I figured out I needed to leave the peel on, while I deep-throated
it."

"It would have made me gag, whether it broke or not," Tyler answered,
shaking his sexy head.

"It's mind over matter, my friend" Jared smirked, while flicking his index
finger against the thick hair on the side of his head.  "Mind over matter.
You gotta WANT to be able to do it, more than anything else."

As Tyler seemed to file away the information, Jared said he wanted to fuck
me next.  And after spitting on our friend's throbbing, slender pole, Tyler
eagerly watched, as I leaned over the corner of the bed and Jared stood on
the floor behind me.  I spread my legs, relaxed, and opened myself fully to
our neighbor.  He probed my ass muscle some; and then, so unlike his usual
self, Jared slowly, gently ... and maybe even a little hesitantly
... thrust his manhood into me.

"You've been practicing on more than sucking," I observed, fully enjoying
the sensation of Jared's pole in my ass.

"Yeah, but pounding Devon's ass isn't the same as being with a guy who has
muscles," Jared replied, fingering my back and shoulders, as I agreed.
"Damn..."

After a few minutes of sporadic groping, coupled with intense fucking
... now THAT was more like the Jared I knew ... Tyler suggested maybe it
would be fun if I made love to HIS ass, while Jared pummeled mine.  It had
been quite a while since Tyler had wanted to bottom, and I was more than
willing to thrust my big guy up inside his hot love tunnel.  With Jared
still inside me, we discussed it for a few moments; everyone had a
different idea about how he wanted to make it happen.

Finally, we settled on a suggestion of Jared's.  He'd seen it in a porn
video he'd watched.  (Now THAT was an interesting tidbit of information!)
Jared would lie on his back and I would sit on his dick, before laying back
completely on top of him, spreading my legs around his and lifting my hips
just a bit, so he could thrust in and out.  Tyler would squat around both
of us, and lower his ass onto my pole.

It SOUNDED hot as hell, and coupled together the whole time, Jared and I
got into position.  The sensation of so much skin against skin was amazing;
it's a feeling I hope I never tire of, even if I live to be a HUNDRED and
fifteen.  I turned my head, and Jared and I quickly kissed.  Jared,
however, apparently wasn't satisfied with just a peck, and he kissed me
again ... long and passionately the second time.

Watching, Tyler smiled; but looking Jared in the eye, he stated, "Don't
forget; Chris is MY man."

Jared held his lips against mine, as Tyler straddled the two of us ... his
face toward ours.

"I won't," Jared promised, finally coming up for air.  "Both you guys are
too good of friends for me to try to pull any shit like that."  He smiled.
"But, Tyler, I've gotta enjoy every minute you let me have with your
boyfriend."

"Yeah," Tyler agreed, before I added, "As long as the three of us are
together."  I liked Jared a lot, but I LOVED Tyler ... and there was a big
difference.

Tyler lubed-up his ass and my pole, before he squatted over us.  Our eyes
met, as he reached beneath himself, lifted my still-throbbing meat, and
slowly lowered himself onto it.  Shit ... I'd almost forgotten how much I
enjoyed the sensations of Tyler's white-hot love canal around my penis.

"Oh, yeah, Chris!" my brother exclaimed.  He bounced a couple of times.
"Fuck ... this is a LOT harder than it sounded."

"It looked easy on the video," Jared replied, with a lust-filled laugh,
while he twisted both of my nips between his fingers.

Suddenly, Jared began to rabbit-fuck me from beneath, as Tyler took hold of
my hands to steady himself.  I don't know how our neighbor had the
willpower to take all that stimulation and not lose his load, but he did.
I guess he was exhausted, after a while; and moments later, the three of us
settled into an enjoyable rhythm, where the other two guys did all the
work.  It went on for several awesome minutes ... until Tyler couldn't
squat around us any longer, that is.

With strong leg muscles quivering uncontrollably, Tyler said, "Sorry,
Chris, but I can't take any more of this."  He pulled off, just as Jared
thrust deeply into me.

Suddenly, the blonde-haired Adonis beneath me cried out, "Fuck ... I'm
gonna cum!"  And after the briefest of pauses, he added, "Oh, shit!"

Jared began to pummel my butt like there was no tomorrow ... at least, as
hard as a guy, in the position where Jared found himself, could ... and I
felt his dick swell with each of the seven or eight spurts of his potent
seed.

"Yeah, fill him up with your boy juice, Jared," Tyler answered, from the
bed next to us, as he began to rub his hands over Jared's side and arm,
before groping my belly, fingering my innie.  When Jared's orgasm had run
its course, he added, "Chris, I want some of that hot ass of yours, too."

Jared wrapped his arms around my chest, holding me in position, as Tyler
lifted my feet onto his shoulders.  He plunged his needy, swollen cock into
my cum-lubricated, but almost raw, anus.

"Oh, fuck, that feels good!" Tyler exclaimed, before adding, "You really
filled him up, Jared."

"Yeah," Jared chuckled.  "The last time I nutted was yesterday morning, in
Devon's ass, before school."

"Brothers ARE special, aren't they?" Tyler asked, pounding me like there
would be no tomorrow.

"I never realized it, before I met you guys; but yeah, they really are,"
Jared commented, taking hold of my penis ... that had started to go limp,
... and stroking it roughly.  "Hey, we can't have THAT happen.  Give me
some lube here, Tyler."

Tilting his face down, Tyler wetly spit onto my suddenly throbbing manhood,
and Jared's hand.  Our neighbor squeezed tighter, picking up speed; his
hand was a blur on my cock.

For better or worse, a guy who knows how to give a good hand job always
makes me climax in no time.  And that night was no exception.  As Tyler
made love to my ass, like only he can, Jared brought me to the brink, and
immediately pushed me over the edge.  My second orgasm of the night was
every bit as good as the first.  Tyler kept fucking me through it ... even
when I gripped his dick tightly with my sphincter ... and lost his load
moments later.

All three of us had had quite a workout.  Well ... I guess the other two
did most of the work, but I sure got to enjoy the benefits of their labor!
Anyway, the three of us fell asleep in each other's arms, without cleaning
up, or anything.  And before showering early the next morning, both Tyler
and I had the intense pleasure of making Jared cum, while filling his
almost virgin ass with our seed.

I'd had a lot of fun since discovering the joys of boy-to-boy sex almost
six months earlier, and honestly, it's hard to say which time was the best.
But without a doubt, Tyler, Jared, and I had just enjoyed some of the
hottest fucking, sucking, and jacking any three teenage guys could ever
hope to experience.  Maybe I'm old-fashioned for a fellow my age, but I
truly think a special bonding takes place when you fuck someone else ... or
even more, when you let them fuck you.  Jared was now part of that inner
circle of family and very close friends.

The three of us were really crammed into our shower that morning.  It had
been tight, but workable, when Eric had joined Tyler and me a few nights
earlier.  However, three muscular men were almost too much for it ... not
that any of us would even have considered showering by ourselves!
Fortunately, our sexual appetites had already been sated for the moment.

We joked, laughed, and basically had as good a time as three guys could,
given the circumstances.  At one point, while I was struggling to get
around the other two guys, so I could rinse off under the showerhead, I
slipped, lost my balance, and grabbed hold of the shower curtain.  I think
Tyler tried to catch me, as I was going down, but before I really knew what
was happening, I had fallen over the edge of the tub and onto the floor.
Water pelted incessantly onto the soggy, ripped curtain and tile flooring
around me.

"Fuck, you're coordinated, Chris."  Glancing from me toward Tyler, Jared
hee-hawed wildly.  Even though we were great friends, he could still be an
asshole, sometimes.

My ass ached where it had hit the floor.  And as I sat there, covered in
soap, I flipped a bird in Jared's direction; my pride was hurt more than
anything, I suppose.  As I began to stand up, and was preparing to shoot a
verbal barb toward the tub, suddenly a loud, cracking boom of thunder shook
the whole house, setting off a couple of car alarms outside.  The
electricity went off, and all three of us swore under our breath.  We were
in complete darkness for a few seconds, until our eyes began to adjust to
the weak light coming through the cracked-open bathroom door.

"What the hell?" Tyler exclaimed, while trying to turn off the water.

"Let me rinse off this fuckin' soap, first," I replied, fumbling around for
Tyler's and Jared's shoulders, before tentatively stepping back into the
tub.

Frantically, Tyler twisted the left knob, but not before we were jolted by
freezing cold spray.  More thunder rolled, off in the distance somewhere,
as we finished our shower.  Maybe it had been rumbling for a while, but we
just hadn't noticed it.  Anyway, it had been a shower to remember ... if
not in a good way.

The three of us were laughing our asses off when we finally stepped, naked
and dripping wet, into our bedroom.  A pitiful amount of leaden, gray light
filtered through the partially closed mini-blinds, as I stepped to a window
and pulled up the shade.  Standing naked in the window, I surveyed the
soggy back yard, below us.  While I was used to days like this back in
Missouri, this was the first REALLY rainy day we'd had since our family
moved here.

Jared joined me at the window.  "Dad's gonna be glad we're getting this
rain, even if it does make the corrals a sloppy mess."

I've learned over the years that such was the life of ranchers.  They were
completely at the mercy of Mother Nature.  Sometimes she could be kind; but
more often, it seemed, she could be cruel.  Then again, maybe she just
didn't give a damn one way or the other.

Tyler handed Jared a clean pair of blue jeans and a slouchy sweatshirt from
our drawer and we were soon dressed and heading downstairs for breakfast.
The electricity still hadn't come on, but fortunately someone had opened
the drapes in the foyer, so we could see to go down the stairs.  When we
got to the kitchen, the power outage seemed to be THE topic of discussion
among our dads, Tina, Cole, and our brothers.

***

I think I'm going to end chapter seven right here.  Fuck, that was some hot
sex between the guys, if I do say so myself ... lol.  If you couldn't
guess, I enjoy writing sex scenes.  But then, that's why I began posting to
Nifty.  I hope most of you enjoyed this one, although I realize it is the
story line that keeps many of you coming back week after week for new
chapters and not the sex.  The way I look at it, the sex is like icing on a
cake ... only I guess this piece of cake was mostly icing! lol

Anyway, if you enjoyed the chapter why don't you send me an email?
fotogme11@yahoo.com I'd really appreciate hearing from you!

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"I've Got the Best Family" - Final Post Date: May 23, 2008
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Have a great week, guys!  Greg