Date: Thu, 16 Jun 2011 07:17:50 -0500
From: Keith Yates <farmerboykeith@hotmail.com>
Subject: Devyn's Struggle 14

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 Henderson -- Devyn's Girlfriend?

Tracy Rogers -- Brent's Girlfriend?

Matt -- Works at Devyn's father's construction site and is gay.

Bryan -- Matt's partner


Chapter 14

Devyn woke up cold and hungry.  He was use to waking up hungry, but not
cold.  The storage room had at least been warm.  He just wondered what the
heck he was going to do now.  He could not spend every night sleeping in
the park under this tree.  Or sleeping with the dog.  He was probably going
to smell like dog now.

He moved and the dog got up.  Devyn rolled his sleeping bag up and headed
for school.  At least it would be warm at school and he could get a hot
meal.  As he walked, the dog followed him.

"You know you can't come to school with me," he said looking down at the
dog that trotted along beside him.  "You need to go find a good family to
take you in."

The dog just looked up at Devyn and kept trotting along beside him.

Devyn felt bad when he reached the school.  He quickly slipped inside not
giving the dog the chance to follow him in.  The dog stood outside the door
looking up at Devyn through the window.

"Sorry boy," Devyn said.

Devyn had noticed that it was a boy dog.  The giveaway being when the dog
had gone over to the trunk of the tree and lifted its leg to relieve its
self.

Devyn stowed his sleeping bag and back pack in his locker.  It was a tight
fit, but he made the stuff fit.

He went to classes as usual, but found it hard to concentrate.  His mind
kept focusing on his predicament.  He had no idea what he was going to do.
He had no idea where he was going to spend the weekend.

Devyn dreaded hearing the last bell of the day ringing.  He wondered if he
could slip into a different storage room.  He wondered if he might be able
to find a new place to spend the night.

As Devyn headed to his locker after his last class, he saw the janitor that
had thrown him out last night.  The man seemed to follow him as Devyn
walked to his locker.  The man watched as Devyn pulled his stuff out of his
locker and then headed to a nearby exit.  The man following along like a
shadow.

"Go away, go fucking away!" Devyn thought.

The man didn't stop at the exit.  He followed Devyn across the parking lot
and watched as Devyn walked down the sidewalk.  The guy was making sure
that Devyn would not be sleeping in the school again.

Devyn felt something move up beside him.  He looked down and found the dog
walking along side him.

"Oh, so you found me again huh?  I hope you had a good day.  Maybe you
found a place for us to spend the night?"

"No, well I didn't either.  Looks like we might be under the tree again."

As Devyn had nowhere else to go, he headed back toward the park.  He
wondered how cold it was going to get tonight.  The temperature display on
the bank already read 35, so Devyn was sure tonight would be colder than
last night.

Devyn reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.  He glanced
through it counting the money.  He did not have enough left to get a room
at any motel.  He pulled out a picture of Brent.  Brent was smiling at the
camera.  He looked happy and Devyn could remember exactly when it was
taken.  It was taken that weekend the two families had went hiking.  Devyn
and Brent's relationship had really taken a big turn that weekend.

"Why were you such an ass?" Devyn asked.  "I did love you.  I thought you
loved me too."

Devyn pulled out a second picture of Brent.  It was taken at Christmas at
the mall.  Devyn remembered the fun the two of them had shared looking for
Christmas gifts for Sue and Traci.  Then Devyn also remembered that the two
of them had ran into Matt and Bryan at the mall.  Perhaps Matt would help
Devyn?  Devyn was sure of it.  He was sure Matt would help him.  Hell Matt
and Bryan might just give him a place to live.  They might just basically
adopt him.

Devyn began digging frantically thru his wallet.  He remember Matt giving
him a business card.  He remembered it distinctly.  "Gawd Damn it!" Devyn
said allowed when he could not find the card.  When had he last seen the
card?  Had he left it at home?  If he had left it in his parents' house
then it was gone.  Either way it wasn't in his wallet and he did not know
Matt's phone number.

"Looks like that plan is bust too," he said to the dog.  "We might as well
go to the tree."

Devyn moved off the bench where he had stopped.  He walked deeper into the
park.  He found the familiar tree and slid under the branches to his spot.
The dog followed with him and moved and sat next to Devyn.  The dog's warm
tongue slid across Devyn's cheek.

"I just don't know what we are going to do," Devyn said as he sat next to
the dog.  "Looks like no one wants either of us.  Were two of a kind."

Devyn leaned his head back against the rough trunk of the tree and closed
his eyes.  He felt very tired.  He had not been getting much sleep for
weeks.  He wondered just how much more he could take before he went crazy.

Devyn woke up when he felt cold drops hitting his face.  He opened his eyes
and could see nothing but dark.  It was pitch black under the tree and he
was not sure what time it was.  He only knew it was dark outside and that
it must be raining.

"Damn!" he said wiping the water from his eyes.

The rain was cold and his clothes were already damp.  He knew he would not
be able to stay outside tonight.  The cold rain was going to be too much
for him.

Devyn crawled toward the edge of the low hanging branches.  The rain making
the branches lower and heavier.  He pushed out of them causing more water
to fall.  He was getting wetter and he was getting colder.

Once out from under the tree, the cold wind seemed to cut right to his
bones.  He wondered if the rain would be switching over to snow.  It was
still winter after all.  Even if it was late winter.

"So where are we going to go?" Devyn asked the dog who had crawled out with
him.

The dog just looked up at Devyn.  He looked about as lost as Devyn felt.

"Well, come on.  No sense standing here in the rain."

Devyn began walking quickly.  He held onto his sleeping bag and his back
pack was on his back.  They felt heavier than they ever had.

"I'm sure Matt would take us both in," Devyn told the dog.  "I just wish I
could remember the number."  Devyn closed his eyes and he could almost
picture the number.  He could see the printing on the business card.  He
could clearly see Matt's name spelled out.  An idea suddenly occurred to
Devyn.  "I could just call my Dad's office.  They can just give me the
information.  Of course I can't do that until tomorrow."

Devyn wondered the deserted streets.  It seemed everyone was staying inside
on a crappie night like this.  He saw on the bank clock that it was after
midnight.  He had slept quite a while.  He couldn't believe he had slept so
long.  He must have been really tired.

Devyn walked past a church and wondered if he might be able to get inside.
He tried the door, but it was locked.

"Figures," he told the dog.

Devyn had no idea where he was going.  He had no purpose or specific place
in mind.  He just wanted to get out of the rain.

He heard loud music coming from a side street, so he followed it.  He
wondered if someone was throwing a party.

He saw the neon signs in the window and heard the music get louder as the
door opened and a couple walked out of the bar.

Devyn had just a few dollars left.  Maybe he could go inside and get a bag
of chips and a Coke and that would give him a chance to get warmed up.  The
bar might be open for another couple of hours.

Devyn pushed through the doors and was greeted with the smell of cigarette
smoke, beer and food.  His stomach began rumbling at the smell of food and
his body began to shake now that it felt warmth again.

"Kid, just where do you think you are going?" a man asked from behind
Devyn.

"I, um, thought maybe I..."

"Look kid this aint no homeless shelter.  You need to head on down the
road."

"I have money," Devyn said.  "I was just going to get a drink and maybe
something to eat.

"You have money?"

The man was looking Devyn over.  The very skinny frame, the clothes that
seemed a couple of sizes too big, the oily looking hair and the shadows
under his eyes.  The man wondered if Devyn was maybe 14.  He sure didn't
look like he shaved yet.

"Kid we don't serve minors in here."

"I um, wasn't going to get that kind of drink."

"We also don't serve kids without an adult."

"But, I, I..."

"Get you skinny little ass..."

The man's voice trailed off as another man approached.  The man had seen
Devyn enter the bar.  He had moved closer and was purposefully listening in
on the short exchange.  He too had taken in Devyn's wet clothes and young
appearance.

"It's okay, he is with me." The man said moving up beside Devyn.

Devyn looked at the man.  He had jet black hair, friendly face, almost
black eyes and a smile that never seemed to touched the eyes.  The man was
good looking with his strong jaw and his crooked nose.  Devyn wondered if
the man's nose had been broken.

"He is?"

"Yeah, he is.  He's my nephew," the man lied.

"Sure he is."

"He's going to be joining me at my table.  Be sure and send the waitress
right over to take his order.  He just got into town and I bet he's
hungry."

Before Devyn really understood what was happening, the man had grabbed him
by the upper arm and pulled him over to a table near the back of the bar.

"Um, thanks," Devyn said after being pushed down into a seat.  His backpack
and sleeping bag on the floor next to him.

"Not a problem," the man said.  "My name is Tom fisher."

"I'm Devyn, Devyn Roberts."

"It is very good to meat you Devyn," The man said holding out his hand.

Devyn put his hand into the man's.  It felt so warm compared to his
slightly damp and cold hand.

"What can I getcha?" The dark haired waitress asked.

"Go on and order anything you want," Tom told Devyn.

"I'll, um just have a Coke," Devyn said knowing he could not afford much
else.

"Oh you need more than a Coke," Tom said.

"Um, well, I um..."

"Bring him a bacon cheese burger and fries," Tom told the waitress, "and
the coke and bring me another beer."

"Sure thing."

"I, Um, I don't have the money to pay for all that," Devyn said.

Devyn was embarrassed about having to admit he was broke, but he had little
choice.  He could feel his ears burn and face growing warm with his
humiliation.

"Don't worry about it.  My treat."

"Do I know you?" Devyn asked.

Smiling the man told Devyn that he didn't think so.  The smile never
touching his eyes.

"Then why are you doing this?"

"I'm just helping out a kid who appears to be a little down on his luck."

"But why?"

"Never ask why Devyn, just enjoy it."

The waitress soon returned with Devyn's food and the drinks.  Devyn tore
into the burger with gusto.  He never thought he had tasted a bacon cheese
burger as good as that one before.  The fries were disappearing as fast as
he could pick them up.

Tom sat and watched Devyn practically inhale the food.  He knew the kid was
hungry, but had no idea.  He didn't think he had even chewed the food.

"I guess the food was good huh?" tom said as Devyn pushed the last of the
food into his mouth.

After swallowing Devyn said, "Yeah, it was really good.  Thanks for um
treating me."

"Not a problem Devyn.  Glad to help you out son."

He looked into Devyn's brown eyes with the golden flecks.  He could see the
neon signs reflected a bit in those eyes.  He could see the dark circles
under them and the hollows in the kid's cheeks.  The kid looked maybe 14,
but tom guessed him to be a little older.  Not too much older, but maybe a
little.  If they got rid of the dark circles and cleaned the kid up, well
then he might look even younger.

"Since you are carrying a backpack and a sleeping bag, I am guessing you
don't have a place to stay for the night."

It was more a statement than a question.  Tom knew Devyn was out on the
streets.  He could read it in the kids face.  He had seen it all before.
He just wondered how long this kid had been on his own and what the
situation was.

"I have a place I can go," Devyn said half lying.

"You do?"  Tom did not believe that Devyn had a place to stay.

"Well sort of," Devyn said looking down at his empty plate.

"Well let me do one more good deed for you Devyn," tom said.

"I, um don't know."

"Trust me Devyn.  You can't just wonder the streets all night.  This rain
isn't going to let up and it could change over to snow or ice by morning.
You can't stay out in that."

Devyn looked at the large plate glass windows at the front of the bar.
They were covered in condensation.  The windows were fogged over with the
dropping temperatures outside.

"Where, where do you think I could stay," Devyn asked hesitantly.

"You could spend the night in my hotel room.  Maybe even take a shower and
get cleaned up a little bit.  Sorry to tell you this, but you kind of smell
like wet dog."

Devyn felt his face burning with his embarrassment.  He knew he looked bad
and he had to smell too.  The dog had been sleeping against him all night
last night and early today too.

"Um sorry about that."

"No problem.  Just come back to my hotel room and take a hot shower and get
a good night's sleep.  You will feel a lot better in the morning."

Devyn was unsure what to do.  He knew he had no reason to trust this man.
He knew he had no way of knowing if tom fisher was even this man's real
name.  He also knew that he had few options.

If he went with Tom, he would have a warm room to sleep in.  He could get
cleaned up.  He might even get another hot meal in the morning.

"I just..."

"I know you're a little nervous Devyn.  I am a complete stranger after all.
I just want to help you a little bit.  Trust me Devyn."

Devyn heard two voices in his head.  One was saying trust Tom and the other
was saying get up and walk away now.  Just leave tom sitting there.  Grab
your stuff and leave.  Devyn listened to the first voice.

"I would really appreciate the place to stay."

"Great!" tom said his voice sounding happy that Devyn had made that choice.

"Lets get you back to my room and let you get into a hot shower and a warm
bed.  I don't want you catching pneumonia or something.

As Devyn left the bar with Tom, he looked around for the dog.  He did not
see the stray anywhere around.  Devyn guessed and hoped that the animal had
found a dry and warm place to spend the night.

He slid into the passenger seat of Tom's Acura.  He leaned his head back
against the seat and thought he could fall asleep right there.  He could
not believe he was this tired.

"You okay kid?"

"Yeah, just a little more tired than I realized."

"Probably has something to do with getting your belly full."

Devyn could feel his eyelids getting heavier.  He felt himself falling
asleep.  He let his eyes close and drifted for what he thought were only a
few minutes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to just about fall asleep on you."

"What do you mean just about?  You were out for quite a little bit."

"I was?"

Devyn couldn't believe it.  He looked out the car window and wondered just
how long he had been out.  He wondered exactly where they were.

"Um, just where is it you are staying?"

"We are just about there.  It is probably only another 10 minutes or so."

Devyn began to worry a little bit.  He knew where the hotels were in town
and it should only take 10 minutes or so to get to any of them.  If he had
really been asleep, then just how far outside of town was this man taking
him.

Devyn began concentrating more as he looked out the window.  He tried
picking up on landmarks that he knew and was not able to find any.

"Just where are we?"

"Relax Devyn.  Just relax.  You are completely safe."

Devyn relaxed his unease must be showing up in his voice.  He tried to pull
his nerves under control.

"I just would like to know where exactly it is your hotel is."

"It's in Granit City," tom said.

Granit City!" Devyn said surprised.

Devyn could not believe it.  He had no idea they had gone that far.  How
could he have been so stupid.  How could he have been such a moron.

"I, I, didn't know you weren't staying in town," Devyn said.

"Oh, didn't I make that clear?" tom said innocently.

"Um, no you didn't," Devyn said.

"Oh, sorry about that.  I was sure I mentioned it."

Devyn wondered what he was going to do now.  Not only had he let this man
take him to his hotel, but now he was going to be in a strange city where
he knew no one and had no where to stay.  He also did not know how he was
going to get back home.

"Here we are," tom said pulling up before a hotel.

Devyn wasn't sure if he should get out of the car and go into the hotel
with Tom or not.  He no longer felt has comfortable with Tom as he had
earlier.

"You okay son," tom said reaching over and squeezing Devyn's shoulder.

"Um, I am just a little surprised that we went this far."

"I should have been more clear Devyn.  I am sorry if I misled you.  That
certainly was not my intention."

Devyn felt the warmth of the man's hand on his shoulder.  He picked up the
warmth in Tom's words.  He began to relax a little bit.  He would find a
way back home.  He just needed to wait and deal with that tomorrow.

"Sure tom.  I probably didn't pay enough attention to what you were saying
back at the bar."

"Well, that doesn't matter now.  Come on in and you can get a good night's
sleep.  Oh and take that hot shower too."

Devyn liked the sound of the hot shower.  He also liked the idea of
sleeping in a real bed.  He had not slept in a real bed since he had spent
the night with Brent.

Devyn grabbed his stuff and followed Tom into the hotel.  They passed by
the night clerk who raised an eye brow, but did not say anything as tom
lead Devyn to his second floor room.

Tom inserted the key card into the lock and pushed the door open.  He
stepped inside and flipped on the light.  Devyn followed tom into the room.

The room was large and comfortable.  It was no suite, but the queen sized
bed looked very inviting to Devyn.  "Come on in and drop your stuff over
there by the window," Tom said.  "I know you are tired, but I bet a good
hot shower would feel really good wouldn't it?"

"Oh yeah, it would."

"The bathroom is right through there," tom indicated a door to Devyn's
left.  "Take as much time as you need.  There should be clean towels and
wash cloths in there and soap and shampoo.  Get all cleaned up."

Devyn began pulling off his clothes as soon as he pushed the bathroom door
shut.  He stepped into the warm water and let out a sigh.  He did not know
taking a shower could feel this good.

Devyn let the hot water soak in to his bones.  He had been cold all day and
was letting the water wash away the cold that had soaked into his bones.
He then began washing away the dirt and grime.  He hoped he was also
washing away the wet dog smell.

Devyn took the longest shower of his life, and he felt ten times better
when he stepped out and began drying himself off.

He looked down at his clothes and realized he had not brought his back pack
into the bathroom with him.  He also did not want to put his clean body
back into dirty clothes.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror.  He saw how pale he looked and
how his eyes had bags and dark circles under them.  He wondered if those
would ever go away.

Devyn took a step back from the mirror and looked at the rest of his body.
He had lost weight.  He looked a little too skinny.

Devyn wrapped the white fluffy towel around his waist and stepped out of
the bathroom.

"Ah, do you feel better?" Tom asked seeing Devyn coming out of the
bathroom.

Tom's eyes ran over the teenage body.  The smooth chest, the flat belly and
the towel wrapped around the narrow waist.

"Um, yeah, it feels a lot better.  Thanks."

Devyn felt very self-conscious standing there in only a towel with Tom
still dressed in khaki pants and a sweater.  He wondered why he felt as
though he were on display.

"I am sure you are very tired, so if you want to get right into bed that is
okay with me."

"I, um, well, I mean where are you going to?"

Devyn felt very silly asking the question.  But he wondered just how they
were going to work the sleeping arrangements.

Tom smiled at the youths unfinished question.  He could tell the kid was
nervous.  He also knew that once he got the kid to relax everything would
be just fine.

"It is a big bed Devyn.  You take one side and I'll take the other."

"I, um, don't really, um, have anything, um to sleep in other than my, um
briefs."

"Well, I normally just sleep in the nude, so that isn't a problem for me."

Devyn felt his face blushing again.  He did not know just how comfortable
he would be sleeping next to tom if the man was completely naked.

"Of course if you are uncomfortable with that, then I could keep my briefs
on as well."

"Um, if you, um wouldn't mind."

"Sure not a problem kiddo," Tom said moving to Devyn.

Tom put his arm around Devyn shoulders.  He could feel the smooth skin
beneath his palm.  He could feel the softness of that teenage shoulder.

"I just want to help you out Devyn.  I just want to give you a boost like
someone once gave me.  Just relax."

"Sure Tom.  I do really appreciate it.  I, um, just have, um never been, um
in this sort of situation before."

"Well, it is going to get better.  You will see."

Devyn hoped tom was right.  He hope that this was the darkness before the
dawn.

"Now, um, if you need clean underwear," tom said moving to a suitcase.  "I
have some extra briefs here.  They might be a little large on you, but I
think they will work."

Tom passed Devyn a pair of wine colored briefs.

"Are you sure?" Devyn asked.

Devyn had another pair of briefs in his backpack, but they were not exactly
the freshest either.  They were better than the ones he took off, but they
were not freshly washed.

"I am sure kid," tom said smiling.  Just go ahead and pull them on.  I'll
go use the bathroom and be back in just a few minutes.

Devyn pulled on the briefs that Tom had given him.  The elastic would keep
them up, but there was a little extra material since they were a size or
two too big.

Devyn slid his tired body into the crisp sheets.  He kept as close to the
edge of the bed as he could without falling out.

Devyn heard the bathroom door open and turned in that direction.  He saw
Tom stepping from the bathroom in nothing but his underwear.  His chest and
belly were covered with a dusting of black hair.  His briefs were filled
out with his ample or what Devyn assumed was an ample basket.  His legs
were covered with the dusting of black hair.

"Not asleep yet huh?"

Tom smiled as Devyn blushed again having been caught looking at his body.

"Um, not yet."

"Well, you did have a good nap on the drive over here."

Tom pulled back the covers and slid into the bed.  He moved toward Devyn,
but stopped far enough away from the teen that he would not make Devyn feel
too uncomfortable.

  Devyn lay there in the dark listening to Tom's breathing.  He was not
sure what he should do.  He wondered if Tom had been expecting more out of
Devyn.  Perhaps Tom had expected to have sex with Devyn.

Devyn dismissed the idea.  Tom could not be that type of person.  He was a
nice guy who was helping out a lost kid.  Tom did not expect anything from
Devyn.

Copyright 2011 by farmerboykeith@hotmail.com all rights reserved

There we go.  Looks like Devyn has made a new friend.  Let us just hope
that Tom really is Devyn's friend.

Please send me your comments.  You can send them to me at
farmerboykeith@hotmail.com.

K Y