Date: Fri, 26 Sep 2008 02:35:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Us Guys ch 4

Us Guys

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

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Archive.  It may not be copied to another website without prior permission
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 each one of you who sent me an email after chapter three.  I
really enjoy hearing from you!  (fotogme11@yahoo.com) I guess I need to get
a life, but once in a while I get an email that really makes my day.  (lol)

I'm slowly getting back into the swing of writing.  During the summer I
wrote at a very leisurely pace, but now that I've begun to post chapters,
I'm trying to discipline myself to write some every day.

I hope everyone will read the notes at the end of this chapter!  I'd like
to give a fun assignment to all of you!

***

Chapter Four:

Cole glanced at Tyler and me before smiling.

"Fuck yeah, Tim," he replied, pressing his leg harder against mine.  "How
could I turn down an offer like that?"

"Awesome!" Kaiden exclaimed, and I couldn't have agreed with him more.
"Ryan and I'll be looking for you tomorrow, then."

Then he turned towards Tyler.

"Um, Tyler ... could you take me over to Devon's?" Kaiden wheedled in his
best little boy voice.

"I guess," Tyler laughed, "but is THAT all you're taking?"

Kaiden glanced at the two toothbrushes.

"Yeah, these are all we're gonna need," he replied.  "Why ... do you think
I oughta bring more?"

"No," Tim laughed, answering for Tyler as he tousled Kaiden's sun-bleached
mop of hair.  "If that's all you boys will be needing, there's no reason to
take anything else.  But let me get you a Ziploc bag to put them in, at
least."

"How would you like to ride along, Cole?" Tyler asked, as Josh ... who was
closer to the cabinet ... gave the plastic bag to Kaiden.  "You haven't
ridden in our new Tacoma yet."

Cole gladly came with us and I gave him the front seat with Tyler.  Our
college friend was duly impressed with our pickup, saying he wished he had
something like it.  And after the now familiar fifteen-minute drive north,
we arrived at the Myers' ranch.  Kaiden said he'd ask Jared to bring them
home on the ATV in the morning, as he squeezed behind Tyler and out the
driver's door.

"Have fun!" Tyler called after our brother.

Kaiden turned around, smiling broadly.

"Don't worry ... we will!" my younger brother replied, before sprinting to
the front door.

As soon as someone opened it, Tyler drove off with a wave of his hand to
Devon's mom.

"What do you think they'll be doing tonight?" Cole asked, turning his gaze
from the house towards Tyler and me.  He had a sly grin on his college
man's face.

"Oh ... I'm sure nothing any of us wouldn't do," I smirked.

"You're fuckin' right about that," Cole laughed heartily.

"I don't know why they call it a sleep over," Tyler added.  "Because with
those horny guys there sure won't be much sleeping going on!"

Laughing, we drove back to the highway, and Tyler decided to take a round
about way home.  He turned east toward Longmont and drove some of the
county roads through the prairie, past Clover Basin Reservoir.  Since we'd
moved out here, I'd learned that the spring runoff was stored in many
reservoirs dotted around the landscape.  The man-made lakes provided most
of the water for drinking and agriculture, along with great opportunities
for recreation, during the dry summer and fall.

When we got back to the ranch, Tyler parked where the construction crane
had been only hours before.  And after supper, Tim talked all of us into
going jogging with him, to work off some of the meal.

"Tim, can I borrow a pair of running shorts from you?" Cole asked my dad,
grinning.  "I didn't bring any with me."

"You bet, Cole," Dad answered with a nod of his head.  "Come up to the
bedroom, and we'll get you a pair."

Cole had to retrieve a pair of battered running shoes from his car, first.
But after he came back inside, Josh and Tim took him into their room, while
Tyler and I changed into our gym shorts and Nikes.  A few minutes later,
after stretching, the five of us set off down the ranch road at a slow jog.

In the lingering heat of the early evening, I'm sure the five of us were
quite a sight for anyone who happened to be watching.  Even on the J bar A
it wasn't every day you saw five, shirtless, athletic guys jogging in a
group down the road ... four brown-haired guys with dark tans on their
torsos, and one freckled, light-skinned redhead.

We joked with each other as we ran.  All of us guys respected Tim and Josh,
just because they were our parents; but they were also some of our best
friends.  Some people say it shouldn't be like that ... that parents
shouldn't try to be their kids' friends ... but our family was proof that
the so-called experts don't always know everything.  My dads were and still
are some of my best friends.

Anyway, just before we reached the highway, Cole laughed before saying,
"Josh, I hear you made a video the other night."

Kaiden had told Cole about it earlier that afternoon.

"You must be talking about Tim's welcome home party," Josh laughed.

"Yeah, that's the one Kaiden was talking about," Cole replied, as we
reached the highway and jogged in place for a while, waiting for traffic to
pass by.

"I always knew how much my boys loved me," Tim stated, looking both
directions before crossing the road.  "But they continue to amaze me in the
ways they show it."

I felt like giving Dad a hug right then and there, but decided to wait
until later.  And after we'd crossed the highway, the five of us ran south
in single file, using the paved bike lane.

"We could show it to Cole tonight, couldn't we?" Tyler, who was bringing up
the rear, asked in a loud voice.

"I don't see why not," Josh replied.  "If Cole doesn't mind watching an
amateur video."

Cole just laughed, but I guess he didn't have a problem with it.  An hour
later, after we'd all showered, the five of us headed downstairs, in the
raw, to pop in the videotape.  While Tim and Josh took one of the couches,
the rest of us found comfortable places to lounge at their feet.

I'd only seen part of the video, once ... the last ten or fifteen minutes
worth ... and I didn't know where our dads kept it.  Tim and Josh were
watching it one afternoon, when Tyler and I walked in on them.  But the
part I saw got me hard in a split second, and Tyler and I made some of the
best love ever, when the video ended.  After a brief shot of the "Welcome
Home" banner, the scene changed to the candlelit master bedroom, where all
the action took place.

"Fuckin' hot ..." Cole's thought trailed off as the camera panned over the
jockstrap clad bodies of my brothers and me.  "Whose idea was it to make
this, anyway?"

In the dimly lit media room, I could make out that all our dicks were hard
as we watched my brothers and me sensually undress Tim.

Nobody said anything for a moment, but finally I replied, "I think it was
all our ideas, wasn't it Tyler?"

"Damn!" Tyler exclaimed.  Obviously he was more interested in what was
happening on the screen, rather than what I'd just said.  "Sorry, Chris,"
he finally laughed, never taking his eyes off the TV.  "I think it was
Kaiden who suggested making a video, wasn't it?"

I guess maybe it WAS Kaiden who suggested it first, but we'd all agreed
with him right away ... and it had been a great idea.  Tim had been
surprised, but more than that, he'd really enjoyed it.  It was sort of
weird, seeing yourself on the TV like that, but the love we had for Tim was
apparent in everything we did that night.

Okay ... watching the video was a major turn-on, too!

We all must have felt that way, because while our eyes were glued to the
screen, there was a lot of jacking off in the darkened media room.  The
home movie was long, probably over an hour, but a sexy groan or gasp, along
with the scent of newly shot cum in the TV room, only added to the visual
stimulation on the screen.

"I know you didn't make it as porn," Cole stated after the video ended, and
Josh brought up the room lights.  "But, fuck ..."

Josh chuckled before planting a big kiss on Tim's lips.

"My lover as a porn star," Josh laughed, glancing towards Tim's limp seven
inches.  "I guess he DOES have the right size equipment for it, though."

Tim just shook his head.  Then he laughed and gestured towards the big
screen TV.

"What I have to endure for the sake of my family!"

All of us got a good laugh out of that comment, and when the laughter died
down, Josh stood to his feet.

"I don't know about the rest of you guys," he said.  "But I need to take
another shower and head off to bed.  It's been a long day."

Yawning, Tim agreed.  And the two of them said goodnight to Cole, Tyler and
me, before trudging upstairs.

To the sound of our dads' retreating footsteps, Cole asked, "What about you
guys?  Are you ready for bed, too?"

"Not me," both Tyler and I said at the same time, and then we laughed.

"At least, not for sleeping!" I added.

Smiling, Cole glanced at the VCR.  The "Welcome Home Video" was still
inside the machine.

"I wonder if Tim and Josh would let me do a little editing on that?" Cole
mused.

"You can do that kind of stuff?" Tyler asked, suddenly interested in the
new skill Cole just told us he possessed.

"Fuck ... don't I wish," Cole answered with a little laugh, "I'm just
learning to use Final Cut at C.U., but it's something I'm really interested
in.  I'm going to buy a copy of Final Cut Express for my PowerBook at the
Campus Bookstore.  As soon as I can save up a few extra bucks, that is ..."

"Wow," Tyler replied, shaking his head.  "That's awesome, Cole.  So you
could take something like this video, and make it real
professional-looking?"

"That's the idea," Cole said, standing up and fully stretching his arms and
legs ... even the scorpion inked on his almost flaccid, eight-inch cock
seemed to be stretching.  "Guys, I think I've FINALLY found something I can
make a living at ... and have fun with at the same time!"

"Cool!" I exclaimed.  "So are you moving to Hollywood, or something?"

Cole just laughed.

"I don't think living out there would be much fun," he commented.  "No,
I'll be staying put ... here, in Colorado."

Cole shook his head and laughed to himself.  Obviously, whatever he had
planned was going to be a fun job ... or at least he thought so.

"If everything works out the way I fuckin' hope it will, I'll be telling
all of you about it real soon," Cole stated.  "And I WILL ask Tim if he'll
let me play around with his video."

"What the fuck!" Josh's voice yelled from the second floor, as Cole was
talking.  "Boys ..."

I couldn't remember ever hearing him curse quite like that before, and both
of our dads were running down the stairs moments later.  Obviously,
something was wrong ... but I didn't think it was anything we'd done.  The
three of us stopped in the middle of what we'd been saying, and hurried up
to the first floor, to see what was the matter.

"Get some big pots out of the kitchen!" Tim directed us.  "The waterbed
sprang a leak and it's flooding the place!"

All of us ran toward the kitchen. And as we collected all the pots and pans
we could find, Josh continued out the back door.  I noticed he was wearing
a couple of mismatched shoes, and the pair of Tim's running shorts that
Cole had worn earlier that evening.  Moments later, when we got up to the
bedroom, the first thing I noticed was a very large, spreading, dark area
on the powder blue carpet at the foot of the bed.  Obviously, the mattress
had lost some of its firmness.

Dad placed a large pot under one corner of the bed, while directing us to
check the other corners for leaks.  A steady stream of water plinked on the
tinny bottom of the pot for a while, as we checked the rest of the mattress
and didn't find any other drips.

"I wonder what could have caused the bed to start leaking?" Tyler asked,
nervously looking around at the soggy mess it had made.

Absentmindedly, Tyler's fingers sought out his pubes.  But they were almost
non-existent, since I'd shaved them a couple of weeks before.  He glanced
down in that direction, smiled briefly and dropped his hand.

"I don't know," Dad answered tersely, as he pulled on a pair of shorts.
"But I need to go down to the living room, and see how much damage the
water has caused down there."  He glanced at the rapidly filling pot at the
foot of the bed.  "Be ready to change that before it gets too full, okay?"

Cole nodded, before asking, "Do you guys have a Shop-Vac?"

"I think so, Cole.  At least, Josh went out to the barn to look for one,"
Tim replied.  Then glancing at us, he grinned before adding, "Maybe you
guys ought to put on some shorts.  Josh probably won't be alone when he
comes back inside."

Dad took a couple of pots with him.  And I left Cole and Tyler in the
master bedroom, following Dad as far as the stairs.  Then I picked up a
couple pairs of shorts off the floor of Tyler's and my bedroom, before
returning to the mess at the other end of the hall.

"Who'd have thought a waterbed would break and flood the house like this?"
I asked, tossing a pair of shorts to my brother.

"It happened to a friend of mine's folks, back when I was in high school"
Cole stated, picking up his baggy shorts off the floor, where he'd left
them earlier.  They were soaked, except for a small dry patch on one leg.
And as he stepped into them, he added, "But I guess you never think
something like this will happen to you."

With water dripping down his legs, Cole took hold of his thick, dangling
cock, and stuffed it into the left leg hole before buttoning and zipping
up.  Then he changed the almost full pan for an empty one.

"Shit, there are still HUNDREDS of fuckin' pans full of water in there," he
commented, nodding towards the sagging, king-sized bed.  He took the almost
full, stockpot of water into the bathroom to empty it.  "I'm glad your dads
caught it when they did, but this'll take forever!"

Cole was sure right about that!  The way things were going, we'd be
emptying pots and pans all night.

The sound of the back door being opened abruptly and banging on something
hard could be heard below us.  It was followed by voices on the stairs, and
the sound of something dragging.  As the voices grew louder, it was obvious
Josh had brought Roy, the ranch foreman, back with him.

"Damn, Josh ... next time you have a hankerin' to go drilling for water, do
it out on the range!" Roy exclaimed with a laugh, as he followed Josh into
the bedroom.

Roy had a long coil of heavy-looking, black hose looped over one shoulder,
while one of the brass ends trailed behind him on the floor.

"I know, Roy.  I know," Josh answered, stifling a grin while shaking his
head.  "But the bed's got a liner that was supposed to hold all the water.
Obviously, it didn't work the way it was designed to!"

Josh set the Shop-Vac on the floor, unwrapped the cord and plugged it in.
He had to empty it once, but before long Josh had most of the water sucked
out of the carpet and into the vacuum.  And after a couple of unsuccessful
tries, Roy had the water slowly ... but steadily ... siphoning out of the
mattress.

"I guess it could have been a lot worse, downstairs," Tim reassured all of
us, after Josh turned off the vacuum and he could talk without shouting.
"The ceiling's going to need a fresh coat of paint, but that'll probably
take care of it.  I'm not sure about the hardwood floor, though."

Josh nodded.

"We probably ought to call one of those water damage restoration businesses
in the morning," he said, before turning toward his ranch foreman.

"Thanks for your help tonight, Roy," Josh said.

"Any time, boss," Roy answered with a grin on his weathered face.  He
hesitated for a moment.  "Well, if you won't be needing me here any longer,
I'll see you in the mornin',"

"Not TOO early," Josh laughed.  "Have a good night."

I guess it took hours for the bed to completely drain, but as the water
siphoned out, we were able to turn the water bag so the split was on top.
Apparently, one of the seams hadn't been welded properly.  It had been an
accident just waiting to happen for all the years Josh had owned the bed.
And for whatever reason, it chose that night to give way.

As it turned out, after the living room ceiling dried, it began to sag and
had to be repaired, and a section of the living room floor had to be
refinished.  There was even water damage to the workout room in the
basement, but a fresh coat of paint on the ceiling took care of it.

Josh had never done any work on the master bedroom since he bought the
place several years earlier, and this gave both our dads the perfect
opportunity to do some much needed remodeling and make it more masculine
looking.  Fortunately for them ... I guess ... my brothers and I were there
to help them make the right decisions.  At least, we sure had fun giving
them our ideas!

Sometime after midnight, we all said goodnight to each other.  Josh and Tim
headed into one of the guest bedrooms, while Cole decided to sleep with
Tyler and me.  Cole took the middle position, with Tyler on his left and me
on his right.  The three of us kissed briefly.  I think we all wanted it to
go farther ... I know I did ... but I was so tired, I couldn't keep my eyes
open.

The next morning, I was awakened to the pleasant sensation of someone
sucking on my hard dick.  It was Cole ... and fuck he had a talented mouth!
Tyler gave really good head, but I guess Cole had been perfecting his
technique longer.

"Mmmm, Cole," I purred, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.  "G'morning."

Cole smiled around my throbbing manhood, as he looked towards my face.

Pulling off, he replied, "'Morning, Chris.  Damn, you're a sound sleeper;
but now that you're awake, let's see if we can wake up your brother."

With school every day this past week, neither Tyler nor I had the time to
wake the other up in a fun way.  But now that the weekend was here, I
couldn't wait to wrap my lips around my brother's pole.  Maybe this morning
I'd get more practice deep throating!

The mini-blinds cast a pattern of golden sunlight alternating with shadows
over Tyler's manly chest.  Kneeling beside him, Cole lightly traced his
fingers over the sunlit design, while I lowered my face to my lover's
penis, admiring the beauty of its slightly plumped-up state.

Tyler's pubes were slowly growing back.  A mat of dark, quarter inch-long
hairs carpeted the area from the top of his cock to up around his navel,
and I gently felt over them.

"Fuck, that's a hot look your man's got going," Cole commented with a
smile.

Our hands met near Tyler's navel and we clasped fingers briefly, before
feeling the hard muscles of my lover's stomach.

"I know.  He tried it bald, like you, for a little while at least.  He even
let me shave him ..." I replied, remembering the night a few weeks ago.

"Shaving another guy's pubes is fun, isn't it?" Cole asked with a knowing
grin.

"It sure made my cock throb!" I laughed.  Then, shaking my head in
disbelief at my good fortune, I added, "Damn, Cole, everything about
Tyler's body turns me on.  He's sexy no matter what he tries."

"It's like that with two good-looking guys, especially if they love each
other," Cole replied wisely, before lowering his face to one of Tyler's
nipples.

We all know how a guy's cock reacts to stimulation.  But that morning, as
Cole gently bit and sucked on the small teat, trying unsuccessfully to
nurse, my older brother's dick began to pulse with each beat of his heart,
until it was as hard as steel.  And neither of us had touched it ... yet!
It didn't take long for me to change that, though, as I took Tyler's cock
into my mouth, savoring the texture of his exposed, swollen head.

I sucked my lover for all he was worth, and as his pole throbbed against my
tongue, Tyler pulled up his knee.

Suddenly awake, he exclaimed, "Oh, fuck!" just before unloading into my
mouth.

Talk about being primed and ready to go: I couldn't have gone down on him
for more than three or four minutes ... at the most!

I kept Tyler's load in my mouth for a while, savoring his unique flavor, as
I pulled off my older brother's still-pulsating dick.  And as the three of
us kissed, I transferred part of it to Tyler, part to Cole, and I swallowed
the rest.

"Damn, that was a tasty snack!" Cole laughed, as he lay back on his elbows.

His dick was as big as I'd ever seen it that morning ... at least ten,
thick inches.  The shaft stuck straight out from his shaven pubic area,
before arching downward toward his legs, like it always did, hard or soft.
And the scorpion on it's topside leered menacingly at both Tyler and me.

***

I think I'll end this chapter right here, and leave you guys hanging.
Well, hopefully, you're hard and not hanging! lol

I want to try something here, and I'm relying on a bunch of you group
members to make it work.  I'm sure all of you have a fantasy or two that
you'd like to see happen right now in the story.  Please, post your idea(s)
of what should happen next at:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/post If you're not a group
member, you can join here: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ill_suck_you/join
Steve and I will pick the suggestion we like the most.  I'm not going to
flesh out the continuation of this scene until Tuesday morning, so please
get those suggestions to me before then so I can finish this chapter on
time!

Thanks in advance to everybody!

***

I don't know if any of you would be interested, but by the time you read
this, Steve and I should have kept a journal on an upcoming chapter.  I
thought some of the Yahoo! Group members might be interested in seeing what
goes into the birthing of a new chapter.  Both Steve and I think it will be
fun to keep track of everything for a week or so.  And after that chapter
is posted, I'll upload the journal entries to the group.  Even I might be
amazed at what actually goes into writing a chapter!

Have a great week, guys ... and PLEASE post suggestions for the beginning
of chapter five!