Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2011 09:44:32 -0800 (PST)
From: Keith Yates <ky.stories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Devyn's Struggle 10

This is a fictional story involving sexual acts between two or more men.
If this offends you, why are you here?  If you are under the legal age to
Read sexually explicit material then do not read any further.  This story
In no way represents any person living or dead.  Any resemblance to any
Real person is purely coincidental.

For those of you who have read my previous stories The Coach's Office
(Athletic section), Jake's Tale (College Section) and Rick's Barn (Rural
Section) you will find this story a bit different than those.  I hope you
Will give it a chance and if it isn't what you are use to from me then
Don't worry as there will be additions to Jake's Tale and Rick's Barn that
You might find more interesting.

Character List

Devyn Roberts -- Main character

Judy Roberts -- Devyn's Mom

Frank Roberts -- Devyn's Dad

Brent Watson -- The boy across the street and Devyn's new friend

Linda Watson -- Brent's Mom

Richard Watson -- Brent's dad

Sue -- Devyn's Girl Friend

Tracy -- Brent's Girlfriend

Matt -- Architect at Devyn's father's construction site who Frank tried to
fire because he is gay.

Bryan -- Matt's Partner

* * * * * * *

Here is another installment of Devyn's Struggle.  I hope you will all enjoy
this chapter.  I am also working on a new Chapter to Jake's Tale and have
also been thinking about adding to Rick's Barn.  It all depends on the
reader response.  Hopefully you will like this chapter of Devyn's Struggle
and will also want to read the other stories.

Now let's take a look at our boy.  If you remember correctly, we last left
Devyn and Brent spending their first night alone together.  They were
exploring some of their sexual feelings for each other.  After having
brought each other to climax they went to Devyn's room to rest up for the
next round of their sexual experimenting.  There the boys are in Devyn's
bed.  They look so cute and peaceful curled up next to each other.  Their
young naked bodies pressed tight to each other.  Looks like Devyn is
starting to wake up.  Let us see what happens next.


Chapter 10

Devyn awoke to Brent's warm body curled up next to him.  He felt the soft
smooth skin and felt his friends warm breath on his own bare skin.  He soon
noticed that there were birds chirping and sunlight was streaming through
the Window.  The two of them had slept longer than they had expected.

Devyn lay there enjoying the feeling of Brent next to him.  He liked
listening to his friend's soft breathing and the light snoring sounds.  It
was great to be here like this.

Devyn shifted a bit and felt Brent begin to stir.  He felt his friend move
closer to him.  He felt Brent's arm move around him and felt Brent's man
hood pressing against him.

Devyn reached over and began to fondle Brent's flaccid member.  He played
with the soft flesh and slowly felt it begin to harden.

"Mmmmm," came from Brent's lips as he began to wake up.

"Good morning to you too," Brent said his blue eyes finding Devyn's brown
ones.

"Hi, do you like your wakeup call?"

"Oh yeah, I sure do."

Brent was fully hard now.  His erection was feeling so good in Devyn's
talented hand.

"Shoot we fell asleep for longer than just a couple of hours," Brent said.

"Yeah, but we still have lots of time together.  We still have time to, um,
do whatever you want."

"Great, because I do want too."

Brent's hand found Devyn's member and slowly began stroking it.  His hand
was moving up and down the hard piece of flesh.

They pushed the covers off and moved closer in the bed.  Their lips found
each other and they did not even notice the morning breath of the other.

"Devyn, I really want to, to, um, you know."

"You want to be inside me?"

"Yeah, is that okay?"

"It's great that you want to with me.  I, I am just a little nervous."

"Me too, but I'll stop whenever you say stop."

"Okay, but I want to be in you sometime too."

"Well, if we have time and the motivation, maybe today.  BUT RIGHT NOW..."

Brent's words trailed off as they both knew exactly what Brent wanted and
Devyn was more than willing to give him what he wanted.

Devyn moved onto his hands and knees while Brent got the Vaseline from
Devyn's sock drawer.

"Be sure to use plenty of that stuff," Devyn said watching Brent begin to
stroke the slippery stuff up and down his shaft.

Brent moved between Devyn's legs.  His erection was slick with the
Vaseline.  His hands were gripping Devyn's cheeks and pulling them apart.

"You ready?"  Brent was a bit nervous as he asked the question.

"Yes."

Devyn felt the slickness of Brent's penis pressing between his cheeks.  He
felt it sliding up and down his crack and then felt it against his
sphincter.

Brent began applying more and more pressure pushing his greased up erection
into his best friend.

"Ohohohoh," Devyn groaned in pain as Brent stretched him and slid the head
into his hole.

"Does it hurt?"

"Like hell," Devyn said gritting his teeth.

"Should I pull out?"

"Nah, just give it a minute."

Brent waited giving his friend time to become use to having something
inside him.  Then Brent pushed forward and forced more of his erect penis
into Devyn.

Devyn winced with new pain as Brent pushed more inside.  He waited and felt
his friend push again.  He gritted his teeth and kept quiet.  He hoped the
pain would pass.

"How do guys stand this?" Devyn thought.  "Is it always so bad?"  Devyn
tried not to think of the pain in his butt.  He tried to think about Brent
and giving Brent pleasure.

"Oh Devyn, oh man."

Brent pushed harder and forced the remainder of his shaft inside.

"Ararararg," Devyn cried out loud as Brent pushed deeper.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just hold still."

Devyn took several deep breaths.  He tried relaxing and willing his anus to
accept the member that had been forced inside.

Brent ran his hands over Devyn's tense back.  His fingers were feeling the
warm skin and the taught muscles underneath.

Brent pulled back and felt some of the tension leave Devyn.  Then he pushed
back inside.  His pubes were pressing against Devyn's cheeks.

In and out Brent began to move.  He thought the grunts coming from Devyn
were sounds of pleasure.  He felt like his whole body was inside his cock.
Everything he was at that moment was down there in his man hood which was
sliding in and out of his best friends butt.

"Oh gawd Devyn.  Oh gawd.  It feels great.  It feels sooo good."

Brent gripped Devyn's sides and began thrusting harder.  His whole body
working to push himself in and out of Devyn.

Devyn grunted with each inward thrust of Brent's pelvis.  The firm man
flesh being forced inside Devyn over and over.  The pain was not as bad as
at the beginning, but it still hurt every time Brent pushed deep inside.

Brent's thrust began to come a little faster.  His penis began to push
harder and harder into Devyn.

"Oh, oh, Devyn." Brent said.

Just as Brent felt his testicles pulling up, Devyn's bedroom door flew
open.  The door moving did not get the boys attention, but the loud shocked
voice froze them both.

"What the hell!"

Frank's voice was loud and shocked and some other emotion that neither
Brent nor Devyn could put into words.

"Dad!"

"Get out, get the hell out of my house," Frank yelled looking at Brent.

"We were..."

"I said to get out.  I want you out of here and I want you out now."

Brent pulled his messy cock from Devyn.  It had already started softening
when Brent had seen Frank in the doorway.

Frank looked enraged.  His face was red and the blood vessels across his
forehead and along his neck were popping out.  Brent actually thought the
man might have a stroke or a heart attack.

"Get OUT!"

Frank bellowed again and this time Brent moved.  He scrambled for his
clothes and couldn't find them.  His brain slowly realized they were still
down stairs where he and Devyn had begun their fooling around.

"My, um clothes are..."

"I don't give a fuck about your clothes.  I just want your disgusting
filthy faggot ass out of my house.  I want you out of here and I don't want
to see you here again."

"Dad stop it.  We were..."

The look that frank gave his son froze whatever Devyn had been going to say
in his throat.  Devyn had never seen such a furious, disappointed and
disgusted look on anyone's face before.  He did not know anyone could
convey so much in one look, but there was little chance of mistaking the
anger and revulsion that Frank obviously was feeling.

Brent moved toward the door grabbing one of Devyn's tee shirts to cover
himself.

As Brent approached frank, Frank grabbed him and pushed him against the
wall.  His fingers digging into Brent's flesh.

"I don't ever want you in my house again.  I don't ever want to see you
trying to screw up my son like this again.  I want your queer ass to stay
away from me and my family."

"Dad it isn't Brent's fault.  He didn't do anything wrong."  Devyn could
tell that Franks' grip was causing Brent pain and he hoped that Frank would
not go crazy like he had with Matt and Bryan.

"He didn't do anything wrong.  He didn't do anything wrong.  What the fuck
do you mean?  He was fucking raping you.  He was making..."

"Dad no it..."

"I should call the police and have his ass thrown into jail.  He could get
what he deserves in there."

Frank and Devyn's voices both kept getting louder and louder as each tried
to yell over the other one.

Brent slipped out the door.  Brent could still feel the pain from Franks
grip.  His lightly tan skin was marked by the red imprint of franks fingers
in his flesh.  He felt very self-conscious as he moved naked past Judy and
down the stairs to find his clothes.

"You will stay away from that unnatural freak."

"Dad Brent is my best friend.  I, I, Love him."

"You what?"

In a normal voice his words having more impact than if he had shouted them.

"Dad, I'm gay," Devyn said the words before he knew it.

"No! No, you are just confused."

"No Dad, I'm not confused.  I am gay."

Devyn couldn't believe how things had went so badly.  He couldn't believe
that he was telling his father this while still completely naked and his
boyfriend still in the house.  How had things gotten to this point?

"You make me sick then.  You make me sick."

"Frank," Judy said stepping into the room.

Judy could not bring herself to look at her naked son.  She could not think
about what had been going on here while they had been gone.

"Dad, it isn't like I chose this.  It is just how God made me."

"God, god!  God has nothing to do with this."

"Well, it is how I am.  I can't change."

Devyn's voice was defiant.  He couldn't believe how strong it sounded to
his own ears as he felt so sick inside.

Devyn reached into a dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of jeans.  He
pulled them on so that he was not standing there completely naked in front
of his parents.  This whole thing was so embarrassing and he could feel his
face reddening as he felt ashamed at having been caught like this.

"Then you can't live here!"  Frank's voice was loud and commanding.

"What?"

Devyn was shocked and surprised.  He had not expected that response from
his Dad.

"Frank what are you saying?" Judy asked.

"I won't have some perverted queer living in my house.  I just won't have
it."

"Dad don't do this."

"Devyn get out.  Take some clothes and get the hell out of here.  When you
are willing to change and be a man, then come home."

Frank turned his back on his son and left the room.  His body rigid with
the emotions he was feeling.  Every muscle taught inside him.

Judy's eyes looked as if the tears were going to start falling any moment
now.  She turned and followed her husband out of the room.

Devyn dropped down on the bed.  He placed his face in his hands and tried
holding back the tears.  His worse fears had come true.  His parents hated
him for being gay.  He hated himself for being gay.  He didn't know what to
do.  He had no idea where he would go.  He felt so lost.