Date: Fri, 19 Sep 2008 02:07:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Us Guys ch 3

Us Guys

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

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from the author.

This fictional story involves gay sex between family members and their
friends, and it 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.

***

Thanks to those of you who sent an email after chapter two.  This past week
has been very busy for me.  I'm sure it's that way for all of you.  If you
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Chapter Three:

After everybody got dressed, all of us helped Eric pick up a few uniforms
that hadn't already been thrown in the dirty clothes bin.  Then, we had to
check that the equipment had been put away and turn off all the lights,
before heading out to the field.  A few other people had joined the J bar A
contingent, and I was right, when I guessed they were the families of Eric,
Jacob and Drew.

"What took you guys so long?" Devon's mom asked her son, as we approached
the group.

"We had to help Eric clean up the locker room," Devon answered.  "He's the
team manager, and a good friend of ours."

Eric put one of those asthma inhalers to his lips ... I guess that's why he
was the team manager and not a player ... pressing the top, before smiling
at Mrs. Myers.

"Sorry I kept them so long, ma'am," Eric said politely.

We loaded into the vehicles, and all of us headed to a nearby DQ Restaurant
for burgers and ice cream.  Amid lots of smiles, loud laughter, high-fives
and encouragement from each other, the players got to relive their best
plays over and over, while we waited for our orders.  Of course, the middle
school guys already knew each other really well, but I think the rest of us
were pretty good friends by the time we cleaned off our tables and headed
out to the cars.

There were only six of us in the Tacoma for the ride home, since Devon left
with his parents.  Everyone else from the ranch piled into the large black
Suburban that Josh had driven, and with a few shouts of goodbye, we went
our separate ways.

Ryan had taken the front passenger seat, beside me, and while the guys in
the back seat talked among themselves, our youngest brother leaned his head
against my arm.  Ryan was always a fun-loving kid, but every so often he'd
let his deep, inner feelings come out.

"Thanks, Chris," he said softly, trying to snuggle closer.

"Any time ... I guess," I laughed, snaking my arm behind Ryan and pulling
him tight.  "But I didn't do anything ... not really."

"Yeah, you did.  All of you did ... you and Tyler, Josh and Tim," Ryan
answered.  "Before I met you guys, I never knew what it meant to be part of
a REAL family!"

Wow!  When I first met Ryan, back in July, he was just some young kid to me
... like lots of others I knew.  But on the backpacking trip, Ryan had
slowly opened up to all of us.  He'd had a hell of a childhood.  His
family, if that's what you wanted to call them, was never there for him,
never praised him for his accomplishments or seemed to care what he did or
didn't do.

I guess it meant WAY more to Ryan than I had realized, for all of us to
attend the game that night.  And for a few moments, in the almost-darkness
of the pickup interior, he let me know just how much.  Not so much in
words, but I could sense the love for us that flowed out of his body.

Tyler glanced over at the two of us, squeezed my knee and smiled.

The fine hairs on the top of my tanned legs glistened like tiny silver
threads in the soft lights from the dashboard.  And as Ryan leaned against
me, he began to play with them absent-mindedly.  All the sensations from my
brother were causing my cock to plump up ... for the millionth time that
day!  We arrived at the ranch all too soon, and I sure didn't want the mood
to be broken.

"You wanna take a shower with me?" I asked my youngest brother, as we got
out of the truck.

"You bet, Chris!" Ryan said, green eyes flashing.  And then he laughed, "I
could probably use another one.  SOMEbody walked in on us guys in the
locker room, and I had to get dressed before I cleaned off."

"You guys have fun," Tyler declared to Ryan and me with a smile, as Carlos,
David and Kaiden piled out of the back seat.

We said goodnight to the twins; and then, as we started to head into the
house, it seemed like Kaiden must have forgotten to tell them something,
because he ran after David and Carlos, calling their names.

"Do you wanna join us, Tyler?" I asked.

"Yeah, I really do," Tyler replied, "but not tonight.  You guys have got
something special going on."

Tyler was so cool that way.  Lots of people would have probably taken
advantage of the situation, to get whatever they could out of it for
themselves ... but not Tyler.  He's never been like that.  After we said
goodnight to our dads and climbed the stairs, Tyler veered into Ryan's room
to take his shower, while Ryan and I went through the door to mine.
Kaiden, who still hadn't come inside, would probably be surprised if he
decided to get into the shower with Ryan, and found Tyler there instead!

While I'd helped my brothers teach Ryan about the joys of boyhood, I
couldn't remember doing anything with just Ryan there.  Either Kaiden or
Tyler, or one of our other friends was always with us.  I couldn't wait to
shower with my newest brother, and I could sense the excitement Ryan felt
as we undressed.

"I love you bro," I stated, giving Ryan a hug.

The deeply tanned boy in front of me didn't speak any words, as he wrapped
his arms around me, holding his hot body close to mine.  We hugged for a
long time, and I could feel both of our dicks growing between us.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum if we keep this up for very long," Ryan finally
exclaimed with a laugh, but not before giving me a final squeeze.

"Me, too," I agreed, smiling.

Ryan turned on the water, getting the temperature just the way he liked it,
and I followed him into the warm spray.

Damn, I loved the feel of Ryan's boyish torso beneath my fingers, as I
lathered his thin body.  Like all boys his age, Ryan didn't have any
muscles you could see, but he was an athletic kid.  Besides playing
football, Ryan was a strong swimmer.  There was no fat beneath my
fingertips as I worked the suds over his arms and down his chest and back.

Feeling a crust of dried cum beneath his navel, I smiled.

"I wonder what this is?" I asked, picking at it with my fingernail.

"I don't know," Ryan laughed, sucking in his already-tight stomach.
"What's it feel like to you?"

"Like you had some fun!" I exclaimed, finally dislodging the crusty semen
before feeling his prominent hipbones.

Every part of my brother's mostly hairless body was a major turn-on for me;
and the blood was pounding in my cock, as I turned Ryan around, so he could
rinse off his front side.  Soaping up my hands, I began to run them over
the tanned globes of his firm ass.  After kneeling beside him, I let my
fingers delay inside his crack for a few moments, before I cleaned both the
inside and outside of Ryan's tight pucker.

"Oh, fuck, Chris," Ryan moaned just above a whisper, before I lathered his
hairless, coltish legs.

"I love you so much, Ryan," I answered, directing my brother under the
spray to rinse off the suds.

I picked up the bar of soap, and began to rub it over Ryan's pubic area.

"Shit, you're getting a LOT of hair!" I declared, working the soap into a
lather amid Ryan's small patch of growing pubes.

"Yeah, I know," Ryan said proudly.  "It's about time!"

Laughing, I added, "And I think your dick is getting bigger, too."

"Really?" Ryan asked, glancing at his stiff member; and as I nodded, he
smiled.

I pumped Ryan hard and fast with my soap-slicked fist, and in no time at
all, I felt his hot cum dribble over my hand.

"Awesome!" Ryan cried.  "Thanks, Chris ... again!"

"Any time, brother," I replied.  "Any time ..."

"Can I kiss you, Chris?" Ryan asked tentatively.

"Sure, you don't need to ask about that," I answered with a smile.

It was just a short, brotherly kiss, but I could tell Ryan had a talented
pair of lips for a guy who wasn't even thirteen yet.  He was going to make
some guy or girl VERY happy!

As our mouths parted, I laughed, "Fuck, Ryan ... now I could use some
relief!"

Smiling, Ryan lathered me up.  He didn't do a very thorough job of washing
my body, but his long, nimble fingers had me cumming in no time flat.  And
after drying off, Ryan climbed into bed beside me.  I lay on my side, and
Ryan spooned his backside up against my front.

"I'm sure glad you're my brother, Chris," Ryan said in a quiet voice,
pressing his body more tightly against mine.

"I love you too, bro," I answered, yawning, as I draped an arm and a leg
over Ryan's slim body.

It had been another eventful day, and moments later I fell asleep, nuzzling
Ryan's damp, clean-smelling hair.

***

There were five of us at breakfast the next morning.  I was wide-awake, but
Tyler seemed to be dragging ... and I wasn't the only one who noticed.

"Chris, it looks like you must have kept Tyler up last night," Tim
observed; then, shaking his head, he added, "But I don't know why you're so
chipper."

"Not me, Dad," I replied with a laugh.

"Maybe Tyler can't sleep when he's not in his own bed," Ryan theorized.
"Chris and I went right to sleep ..."

Dad glanced from Ryan to me, then at Tyler, and finally his gaze rested on
Kaiden.

"You know how I feel about bedtime on a school night," Dad said.

"Okay, okay ... I kept Tyler awake," a grinning Kaiden admitted.  "Sorry
... but last night was the first chance I've had to spend a night with
Tyler, all by myself."

Tim smiled and ruffled Kaiden's shaggy, blonde hair.

"I know how much you guys like to have fun; and I don't blame you," Tim
stated.  "I wish I'd have had three brothers around my age when I was
growing up.  I'm not going to lecture you on what to do ... but you know
what Josh and I expect from all of you."

And true to his word, Dad did drop the subject.  I've thought a lot about
Dad lately ... probably because of all the reflection that's gone into
writing about our family.  That's just how Dad was; and it's one of the
many traits in his life that I admire.  I hope if Tyler and I have a couple
of kids one day, I can be just like Tim.

All four of us boys were slowing beginning to realize what an awesome life
we had together on the ranch, and we wanted to try our best not to mess it
up.  I can't say that we always went to sleep at ten on school nights, but
I think I can honestly say we never really let our schoolwork suffer much
because of staying up late; and I think that's what mattered to our parents
in the end.

Just so you know, none of us were perfect students ... not by a long shot!
That Friday, I had a hard time keeping my mind on some of my classes.  I
guess, when your home life was like living any guy's greatest fantasy, it
was hard to concentrate on boring subjects like World History and Geometry.

'Why couldn't all my classes be about stuff I was interested in?' I must
have wondered at least a dozen times that day.

Even back then, I usually enjoyed English ... reading and writing both.
Little did I know where the writing part would lead!  And Tyler had talked
me into taking Spanish as my foreign language.  I was looking forward to
the day when I could hold a conversation with my new Spanish-speaking
friends in their native language.

Finally the long day ended, and as we waited in line at the middle school,
Kaiden walked up to the truck.

"Fuck, I'm glad school's over for the week!" Kaiden exclaimed, after
tossing his book pack into the pickup bed and squeezing into the seat
behind me.

Agreeing with our brother, Tyler glanced in the rearview mirror.

"Where's Ryan?" he asked.

Kaiden laughed.

"Devon's been wanting both of us to spend the night with him," Kaiden
answered.  "And Ryan went home with him on the bus.  Cole's still coming by
the ranch this afternoon ... right?"

"I think so," I said, after pulling my door closed.  "We're supposed to sit
down with our dads and let them know what we've got planned for Ryan's
birthday party."

"Do our dads know that Ryan won't be coming home with us tonight?" Tyler
asked.

"Yeah, Ryan called Josh during lunch and got permission," Kaiden said,
before laughing.  "I had to come up with some lame excuse to tell Devon,
why I couldn't ride the bus!"

Both Tyler and I laughed with my younger brother.

"Just so long as Ryan doesn't suspect anything about his birthday," I
noted, as Tyler pulled onto the street.

"He's not expecting anything," Kaiden replied.  "Ryan thinks he already got
his birthday present ... and he's not looking for anything more."

Perfect!

We didn't have to make any stops on the way home that afternoon, and when
we got to the ranch, Cole's old Subaru wagon was parked next to several
carpenters' pickups.  The remodeling work to turn a barn into the J bar A
Photography studio had begun earlier in the week, and a flatbed truck with
a crane attached sat just outside the barn doors.  A couple of long steel
beams had been positioned on the ground beside it.

Red-haired Cole, wearing a slouchy t-shirt, low-slung cargos and
flip-flops, was standing beside the open barn doors with all three of our
dads.  The four men were wearing orange hardhats with the name of the
construction company stenciled on the side.  Damn, they were a hot sight!

"This is gonna be fuckin' awesome!" Cole was saying as we approached the
group.  Hearing our footsteps, he turned and added with a big grin, "Hey,
dudes!"

"Hey, Cole!" we greeted our nineteen year old college friend, while trading
high-fives.

After all the formalities were over, including answering our dads' daily
questions about how school went, I glanced around the barn.

"Wow ... it's really looking different in here!" I declared, shaking my
head.

"Isn't it, though?" Ben asked in reply.  "I think this is going to be even
better than I imagined."

"Nothing but the best!" Josh laughed, before nodding towards one of the
pickups.  "You guys had better put on hardhats.  Just to be on the safe
side."

"Okay, Dad," Kaiden replied.

The three of us took the last hardhats from an open box on the tailgate of
the nearest truck, and as I glanced at my brothers a smile crossed my lips.
Both Tyler and Kaiden looked WAY hot wearing the hard plastic helmets, as
they sauntered back towards the barn.  And for a brief moment, I imagined
them wearing the hardhats and nothing else.

Damn, that was some thought!

We stepped inside the soon-to-be studio, and I looked around.  The
carpenters had removed the two rows of support posts, making a huge open
space.  At the moment several large scissors jacks and some makeshift 2 x
4's were holding up the building, but four tall, stout-looking pillars had
been built on newly poured concrete footings against the front and back
walls, in line with where the posts had been.

"We'd better move out of the way," Tim recommended a few minutes later.
"It looks like they're getting ready to slide the steel beams into place."

We stepped just outside of the building and stood off to the side.

I'd never seen anything like what happened next.  Somebody had cut a couple
of openings, high up in the front wall of the barn.  And I probably stood
there with my mouth open, as the crane operator slowly hoisted the first
beam into the air.  A couple of guys were hanging onto ladders near one of
the openings and they carefully guided one end of the steel into the hole.

Visions of steely members and holes filled my brain, and I smiled.

The workers obviously knew what they were doing, because the whole process
didn't take very long at all.  Before they left for the day, the two steel
beams rested on the newly built pillars, supporting the roof of the barn.
And all the makeshift supports had been removed.

"Guys, let's go inside and talk about Ryan's party," Josh suggested, as we
returned the hardhats to the box.

"Sure," Cole replied with a grin as we headed towards the back door.  Then,
shaking his head, he added ... almost like he never believed it could have
happened, "Damn, I love that kid!"

Nodding, Tim put his hand on Cole's shoulder, and the two went through the
door together.  Cole had developed a special relationship with Ryan over
the weeks that we'd known each other ... an extra-special relationship!

We got Cokes out of the refrigerator and slid our legs wide around the
stools by the counter.

"So what have you guys got planned for the party?" Tim asked, opening his
Diet Coke and taking a sip.

We all looked at each other for a moment, before Tyler spoke up.

"We thought we'd have a pool party around four o'clock ... and a barbecue,
of course," he said.  "That is ... if you do the cooking, Josh."

"I should be able to handle that," Josh laughed.  "I'll grill-up some of my
World Famous Angus burgers."

"Awesome," Kaiden chimed in.  "I think everybody likes burgers hot off the
grill."

Josh nodded his agreement.

"I'll ask Maria to whip up a big batch of her chunky salsa for chips and
make a watermelon fruit salad."

"And Tina's planning to bake a birthday cake," Ben added.  "But she wants
to know how big it ought to be.  Have you guys decided how many people
you're going to invite?"

"I think you guys have already taken care of that, right?" Cole asked,
looking at my brothers and me.

The thick, bristly red hairs on Cole's left leg brushed against my right
knee, as the older guy spread his legs wider around his stool.

"I've still gotta ask Eric, Jacob and Drew," Kaiden responded, after taking
a drink of his soda.  "But the twins and Devon are coming for sure."

"And Tyler and I have asked Jared, Robert and Luke," I added.  "I don't
think Jared's going to bring a date, but both of the other guys are
planning to bring their girlfriends."

"Then we'll have enough food for twenty or so," Josh commented.  "With the
three of us," he glanced at both Tim and Ben, "and Tina, if she wants to
come, that should be about right."

Without pausing, Josh moved on to another topic.

"Boys, remember what Ben and I told all of you about using condoms," Josh
said with a good dose of fatherly concern.  "EVERYONE has to obey that rule
... no exceptions!  I want this party to be unforgettable in a good way for
Ryan, not something that everybody regrets happened, afterwards."

That afternoon, nobody had said anything about the possibility of sex at
the party.  But our dads knew us well.  I suppose the idea of a thirteenth
birthday party for Ryan without sex ... what with all his best friends
being there ... would have been unheard of.  Having sexy fun was a huge
part of all our lives.

"Guys, just remember my rules," Tim stated with a smile; and after a brief
pause, he turned toward our college friend.  "How about you, Cole?  Are you
going to bring anyone?"

Cole paused for a moment before replying.

"I don't think so, Tim.  It'll just be me."

Then Cole asked if we had any digital photos of Ryan that he could take
with him.

"Let me get a few pics from the backpacking trip," Tim said.

He was gone for several minutes, but when he came back in the room, Tim
handed a CD to Cole.  We talked for a while longer about the party, and
when we were through, Kaiden went upstairs to pack a few things for himself
and Ryan.

Moments later, Kaiden rumbled down the stairs, and coming into the kitchen
with a couple of toothbrushes in his hand, he asked, "Cole, will you still
be here when Ryan and I get back in the morning?"

Cole didn't say anything for a couple of seconds, until Tim glanced in his
direction.

"Cole, you're welcome to spend the night with us, here on the ranch ... if
you want to, that is ..."

***

This seems like a good place to end chapter three.  I hope all of you
enjoyed it!  I wonder whether Cole will take Tim up on his offer?

If you enjoyed this chapter, I'd sure like to hear from you!
(fotogme11@yahoo.com) Have a great week everybody!  Greg