Date: Thu, 24 Dec 2009 15:19:23 -0600
From: Keith Yates <farmerboykeith@hotmail.com>
Subject: Devyn Struggle 3

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 next door and Devyn's new friend

Linda Watson -- Brent's Mom

Richard Watson -- Brent's dad

In the real world, it is Christmas Eve.  I thought this would be a nice
time to post the latest chapter of Devyn's Struggle.  I just finished and
hope everyone will enjoy this third Chapter to Devyn's Saga

We last left Devyn spending the night in a cabin with him and his best
friend Brent.  They had climaxed wrestling around on the bed.  Their
parents were also staying in the cabin, but luckily the boys were not in
the same room as their parents.  Now lets see what is happening with our
two young men.

Devyn's Struggle Chapter 3

The boys were awakened by a pounding on the door.  A man's loud voice was
shouting for them to wake up and get a move on.

It took Devyn and Brent a while to realize they were curled up together.
Their warm naked bodies were intertwined.  The only thing separating them
was the thin cotton of each other's underwear.

Once they realized where exactly they were and that someone could come
through the door any moment they sprung apart.

"Um, yeah, um Dad we are we are up," Devyn said.

Frank opened the door and stuck his head into the room.  He looked from one
boy to the other.  They were pulling on clothes and looked a bit guilty.

Frank assumed the guilty look was from sleeping in.  Both of them were good
kids, so he just told them to get a move on it and left them.

They stuffed their clothes into their respective bags.  Each boy hiding the
damp cum stained underwear deep inside the backpacks wrapped up in other
dirty clothes.

"Um Devyn, about last night," Brent began.

Brent was not sure what he was going to say.  He was very shy about what
they had done.  He had enjoyed it and he wouldn't mind having it happen
again.

"Yeah," Devyn said pushing his hair back from his eyes as he looked at
Brent.

"I um, well, it just felt really good and I um..." Brent trailed off
feeling his face turning red and the heat climbing up his neck.

Devyn smiled and thought for the first time how cute his friend was.  He
had always known Brent was a good looking guy, but now Devyn was looking at
his friend in a whole new way.

"I liked it to and I wouldn't mind if it happened again.  I wouldn't mind
at all."

Brent's face lit up and the blue eyes seemed to sparkle even more as he
realized his friend was feeling the same way he was feeling.

Brent watched as Devyn swung the backpack onto his shoulders and then
pushed that lock of hair back out of his eyes.  He had never realized how
damn cute Devyn was before.  The guy should be doing those Calvin Kline
ads.

"Let's go before they think we went back to sleep or something.

They loaded the car up and took one last look around to make sure they had
not forgotten anything.  Then they started on the long drive home.

They stopped at a pancake house and had a large breakfast.  Brent and Devyn
sitting side by side and just enjoying the new closeness they felt.  It
seemed what had happened the night before had formed a new bond.

The next day it was back to school for Devyn and Brent and back to work for
the adults.  It seemed that things could not get any better for the two
boys.  Their feelings for each other just seemed to intensify with time and
grow stronger.

Right away they both wanted to repeat what had happened at the cabin, but
it would b hard to do now that they were back home.  They knew what they
were doing was not exactly considered normal, but they could not stop the
feelings that had been found inside them.

Devyn spent the upcoming weekend at Brent's house.  They waited until late
into the night to make sure that Brent's folks were sound asleep before
Brent had Devyn climb into his bed.  Devyn was only more than willing to
leave his spot on the floor to get into bed with his friend.

At Devyn's suggestion, they each removed their underwear before Devyn slid
under the covers with Brent.

They did not say much to each other.  They spoke more with their bodies and
their hands.  There in the dark room under the covers, they slowly began
exploring each other.

Brent's hands found Devyn's solid young pectorals and ran a finger around
one nipple and then trailing down over the smooth young skin to a patch of
curly brown hair.

Devyn copied his friend's exploration of his body.  He ran his finger over
the smooth skin and gently squeeze Brent's nipple and then slid it down
until he found Brent's belly button.  He darted his finger inside and then
went down lower.  Soon his fingers encountered a thatch of curly blond
hair.  Their hands seemed to close around each others hardness at the exact
same time.  Each boy letting out a moan of pleasure at the contact.

"You jack off don't you?" Devyn asked breaking the silence.

"Yeah," Brent admitted.

"So then lets do each other," Devyn suggested as he squeezed Brent's
hardness.

So that was what they did there in Brent's bed.  Each of them holding the
others maleness in his fist and working it up and down

Devyn felt Brent's grip around his male organ.  He could feel the firm grip
that started moving up and down his hard shaft.  Devyn copied the movement
on the hard flesh he held in his hand.  He rubbed his thumb over the head
of Brent's cock and heard his friend sigh in pleasure.  The head of Brent's
cock was like his own.  It was covered with pre-cum.  Devyn judged his
friend to be about as long but maybe a little thicker than himself.  It
felt great holding Brent's erect dick.  It felt even better having Brent's
hand around his own erection.  Having someone else touch him there was the
best sexual feeling of Devyn's life thus far.

  It did not take long for each boy to reach the edge of orgasm and fall
over the side into pleasure.

After the waves of sensation had stopped and the boys recovered, they
cleaned themselves up and slept their side by side.

Brent set his alarm clock so they would wake up long before his parents and
Devyn could return to his sleeping pallet.

When ever the boys spent the night together, they would find some way of
bringing each other to orgasm.  Sometimes it was jacking off, sometimes
they repeated the grinding and thrusting that they had done in the cabin.
Sometimes Devyn would be on top during the bump and grind sessions and
sometimes Brent.  Either way now that they were doing everything completely
naked they found it even more enjoyable.

After several weeks had past and they had shot a number of loads in a
variety of different ways, Devyn brought up a subject that they had both
been avoiding.

"Um, I want to ask you something," Devyn said his eyes not meeting Brent's,
"but I am not sure how to really ask it other than to just do it."

"Devyn, you can ask me anything man," Brent said.

"Do you think we're gay?"  Devyn did not look at Brent's face as he asked
the question.

Brent had half been expecting this subject to be brought up at some point.
Neither of them had wanted to use the three letter word, but it seemed that
ignoring it would not make it go away.

"You know I have thought quite a bit about it ever since...well ever since
we started."

Brent could not bring himself to say the actual words, but he knew his
friend knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Then you have probably been giving it as much thought as I have?" Devyn
said half as a statement and half as a question.

"Yeah, I have.  I have never been all that attracted to girls.  I just
always thought that it would come a little later when I was older."  Brent
felt his face warm at the admission.

"Yeah, me too.  I um, have checked guys out in the locker room at school,
but I tried telling myself that was just curiosity."

"Yeah, comparing yourself to others," Brent said understanding exactly.  "I
did that too."

"Do you think we are gay then?"

"I think maybe we are, but I don't know.  I have no desire to put on girls
clothes or anything like that."

Devyn made a face that showed his instant dislike of that idea.

"I don't think either of us act like some of those gay people they show on
TV.  I mean we seem normal."

"You know Brent; I don't want to be gay.  I want to be like all the other
guys at school..." Devyn's voice trailed off as he thought about what he
wanted to convey to his friend.

"Hell, I don't want to be gay either."

"But I don't want to stop doing what we have been doing," Devyn said his
eyes not meeting Brent's.

Brent took a step closer to his friend and reached out putting a hand on
his shoulder.  He could feel how tense Devyn was.  This was not easy for
either of them.  Admitting to each other and to them selves that they were
something most of the people they knew considered abnormal and wrong was
not easy.

"I don't want to stop either, but, but maybe we should."

Devyn looked up and met Brent's eyes.  The blue sparkled with the turmoil
going on inside the teenager.

"Shit, but why does this have to be so damn hard," Devyn said his voice
full of the frustration he was feeling.

"I think unless we want to be fags that we have to fight these feelings.
We have got to stop doing what we have been doing."  Brent's body language
did not match the words.

"I know you are right.  I know.  I just, I just like it so much."

"Well, maybe we need to find girls that we can, well you know.  I mean
maybe were not really gay."

"Maybe we are just horny teenagers?" Devyn said his lips quirking up into a
forced smile.

Devyn looked so damn cute when he did one of those half smiles.  His eyes
sparkled with golden flecks in the brown.

"Well, maybe.  I mean have you ever tried doing anything with a girl?"
Brent asked looking into Devyn's eyes.

"No.  You?"

"No.  You're the only one I have done anything with."

"So then I guess we need to find a couple of girl friends and see if that
cures our...um...urges?"

"Yeah," Brent agreed.

The boys might have been able to stop doing anything physically, but they
could not stop their minds from thinking about it.  Both of them often
thought about the other and the times they had spent together.  They would
both lay awake at night and think about touching, caressing and stroking
the other.  Then they would end up stroking them selves to climax
fantasizing of each other.

To take temptation out of there way, they stopped spending nights at each
others houses.  They still hung out just as much, but they stopped the
sleepovers.

Devyn and Brent both actively began pursuing girls at school.  They decided
they had to be normal guys and were going to push out those gay urges they
had been giving into.

As Devyn had known several girls for a number of years, he found it easier
than Brent to find one willing to start dating him.  He focused on one girl
in particular named Sue.  Sue had actually been after Devyn for a number of
years.  It had gotten back to Devyn in fifth grade that Sue thought he was
the cutest boy in their class.  It now seemed only natural that Devyn use
that information to his advantage.

Sue was also a very attractive girl.  She had shoulder length blonde hair
which framed a very pretty face.  When she smiled her green eyes lit up and
little dimples stood out in her cheeks.  Her figure was somewhere between a
girl and a young woman.  It had developed a bit early and made her of great
interest to all the boys.  Well, all except for Devyn that is.

Devyn did not know how he was going to exactly get things going with Sue,
but he needed to find out if he could rid himself of the sexual interest he
had for Brent.  He started at his first opportunity by just talking
casually to Sue between classes.

That first short conversation was just a brief high and how are you doing
type of conversation.  Devyn had been very aware of Sue's girl friends
watching as he talked.  He had also been a wear of the giggles that had
broken out when he had moved off.

He caught up with Sue again the next day at lunch.  She was trying to
juggle a couple of books and her cafeteria tray.

"Here, let me help you," Devyn had said taking the books and putting them
under his arm while he held onto his own tray.

Devyn had thought she would go to a table with the girls she was often
giggling with, but instead she headed to one several tables away.

"Join me for lunch Devyn?" She said her face blushing a bit.

"Sure," he had said as he sat down.

They talked of their classes and other kids at school and how annoying
Mr. Myers was.  They actually seemed to have several things in common.
Devyn found himself actually enjoying their lunch together.

As Devyn had been leaving the cafeteria, he saw Brent sitting alone at a
table eating the last of his lunch.  Devyn felt bad that his friend was
eating alone.  They always ate lunch together and Brent still did not know
enough people to feel all that comfortable just jumping into a group.

Devyn wondered if maybe Sue could get one of her giggling friends to
approach Brent.  Maybe if Brent was going out with one of Sues friends then
they could do things together with the girls.

Devyn liked that idea and was determined that it would work great.  He
would find a way to get Sue to get one of her friends.  After all it wasn't
like Devyn was wanting to fix Sue's giggling friends up with a slime ball.
Brent was a great guy and damn hot.

Although Devyn found himself liking Sue as a friend, he still fantasized
about Brent.  He would masturbate thinking of his friend.  He would think
it was Brent's hand wrapped around his erection and stroking it up and
down.

Devyn tried substituting Sue, but it never got him tingling like the
thought of Brent did.  Devyn told himself it would.  Once he and sue had
done something sexual he would be able to push Brent out of his mind and
think of Sue while he jerked off.

Devyn began having lunch with Sue on a regular basis and he began asking
Brent to join them.  He figured Sue needed to get to know Brent for her to
be willing to fix him up with one of her friends.  The three of them got
along well and Sue even told Devyn that she thought Brent was maybe the
second cutest boy in school.

"Oh and who is the cutest?" he had asked with his lips quirked up in his
half smile.

"Well, the cutest boy would definitely be the one that is my boy friend."

"And who is your boyfriend?"

"Well, my boyfriend," sue said her voice teasing, "is cute, with brown hair
and the most sexy brown and gold bedroom eyes."

Devyn felt his face begin to blush.  He could feel his ears burn and the
heat creep up from his neck.

Sue broke out in giggles.

"So are we then?" he asked.

"I would like to be," she said a little more seriously.

"Me too," Devyn said.

He leaned down and pressed his lips ever so lightly to hers.  From that
point on they were considered boyfriend and girlfriend and the giggles from
Sue's friends seemed to get even more frequent when ever he was around
them.

Devyn and Sue had not done much outside of school except for some studying.
He decided it was time that they go out on a formal date.  He had saved up
his money so he would have enough to take her for a bit to eat and maybe a
movie.

"Oh Devyn I would like to, but I made plans to go see that new tom Cruise
movie with Tracy," Sue said when Devyn had asked her if she wanted to go
out.

Devyn thought this would be the perfect time to try and get Brent worked
into the picture.

"I wouldn't mind seeing that movie too.  In fact if I asked Brent we could
all four go.  Maybe Tracy would like that?  I am sure Brent would like to
go."

"Well, Tracy has said she thinks he is hot," Sue said thinking about it.

"Well, you check with Tracy and I will check with Brent.  We can just all
hang out together."

"Okay," Sue agreed.

Brent was not as enthusiastic about the idea as Devyn.  He thought Tracy
was cute, but he felt strange about dating a girl and about hanging out
with Devyn on a date after the things they had done together.

"It's not really a date," Devyn had said.  "It is just four friends going
out together.  Besides you like the tom cruise movies."

Brent had agreed and the four of them met at the local hamburger place to
eat before the movie.  The night started a bit awkward.  Brent and Tracy
were shy with each other and it made Devyn and Sue work harder at keeping
the conversation going.  Once the other two got to know each other things
went a bit more smoothly.

In the theater, the girls sat together with Devyn next to sue and Brent
sitting next to Tracy.  During the movie, Devyn felt Sue take his hand and
Devyn liked the feel of her soft skin, but he couldn't help but think of
Brent sitting just two seats away.

He leaned over and pressed his lips To Sue's.  His tongue lightly brushing
her lips until they opened.  His tongue met her's and they kissed deeply
for long moments.

Brent glanced over and saw Devyn kissing Sue.  He did not like seeing his
friend making out with a girl.  He did not like the idea of Devyn making
out with anyone.

Brent found himself wishing it was him Devyn was kissing.  He wished it was
him sitting over next to the hot looking guy and having his friend's tongue
pushing into his mouth like he was sure it was pushing into Sue's.

Brent pulled his eyes back to the screen and then reached over and lightly
took Tracy's hand in his own.  He like the soft skin, but he still wished
it was Devyn's hand he was holding.  He leaned down and pressed his lips to
Tracy's cheek.  It was the lightest of Kisses, but Tracy was obviously
interested in more.  She turned her head so their lips could meet and they
kissed just as passionately as Devyn and sue.

Brent could not help but pretend that the person he was kissing was Devyn.
The soft lips on his the wet tongue touching his.  He felt his erection
pushing painfully at his jeans and wished he could have Devyn's hand around
it stroking it and making it feel better.

After several long minutes of making out, the four teens pulled themselves
back together and watched the movie.  There was no repeat of the hot
kissing again during the movie, but Devyn and Sue continued to hold hands.

"That was fun," Devyn said as he and Brent walked home after having walked
the girls to their houses.

"I guess so," Brent said.

Brent's voice did not hold any enthusiasm.  It was flat and unemotional.

"Everything okay buddy," Devyn asked picking up on this friends less than
happy mood.

"Yeah, fine," Brent said taking a deep breath and letting it out.

"Do you not like Tracy?"  Devyn questioned.

"Tracy is nice and pretty, but..."  Brent's voice trailed off as he thought
about the kissing in the theater and the person he had been thinking about
as he kissed Tracy.

"But what?"  Devyn asked.

"Shit I can't say man...I...um..."  Brent's voice trailed off again

"Brent you can tell me anything," Devyn said.

"When I was kissing her, I was, I was thinking of you," Brent finished
hurriedly.

"Oh!"  Devyn said a little surprised but also pleased.

"I am trying Devyn.  Really I am, but I still think of you a lot.  I know I
shouldn't.  I know it is wrong and abnormal or what ever, but I can't help
it.  I can't seem to get you out of my head.  I don't know if it is because
we have done stuff or what."  Brent's voice sounded so differently than
normal.  It was cracking and seemed to be fighting back some strong
emotion.

Devyn picked up on his friend's frustration.  He felt many of the same
things Brent felt.  It was hard trying to go against your urges.

"I know how you feel Brent.  I know.  I feel like that too.  It is hard for
me to push you out of my mind.  I...well, I think of you more than I
should.  I would say we should just stop hanging out together, but I am not
strong enough for that."

"That would kill me Devyn.  I couldn't stand not having you as a friend.
Or having you to talk to like this.  No one else understands me the way you
do."

They had reached the cal-de-sac and stood there at the corner back in the
shadows.  No one could see them as they stood in the cool night air under
the old tree.

"I feel the same way.  I think, I think we just have to work at it and give
it time.  I know soon these feelings will go away.  We are guys and we are
probably just horny."  Devyn did not really believe his own words.

"Do you really believe that?" Brent asked.

"Yeah, don't you?"  Devyn lied not wanting to confess his true feelings to
Brent or himself.

"Well, the thing is, do you think guys choose to be gay.  I mean don't you
think they would be like everyone else if it was just a choice.  Maybe we
are as we are."

"No, we are just horny," Devyn said.  "That is all it is!"

"Then, then why do I want to do this?" Brent said and stepped closer to
Devyn.

Brent was trembling as he brought his lips to Devyn's.  His hand was
shaking and He was scared.

Devyn actually thought he felt sparks.  He actually thought there was a
surge of electricity that passed through him when Brent's lips touched his.
He could not stop his natural response.  He returned the kiss.  His hand
grasping Brent's as their lips enjoyed each other.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but for the two young men it was much
longer.

"I um, I um am sorry," Brent said.

Brent's fair skin blushed a bright pink as he realized how much better that
kiss had been than the one he and Tracy had shared.

"It's okay," Devyn said softly.  Devyn realized he was still gripping
Brent's hand.  It felt so much better than Sue's.  The hand was about the
same size as his, the skin was rougher than Sue's and it felt right to b
holding it.  Somehow Brent's own maleness made Devyn feel more manly.

"We had better get home," Devyn said releasing Brent's hand.  They did not
say another word as they walked.  Each boy was thinking over the events and
trying to figure out the hurricane of feelings swirling around inside them.

Brent crossed the street as Devyn walked up the side walk to his own front
door.  He fished his key from his pocket and then inserted into the lock.

He turned looking over at Brent's house and saw Brent looking back.  Devyn
smiled and then waved quickly before opening the door and disappearing
inside.

Brent went into his own house his body and mind still shaking with all the
nights events.  He did not know anything for sure, but he knew that he
would like Devyn more than any girl.  He knew that Devyn was the one he
wanted to date and he did not know what he was going to do about it.