Date: Sun, 10 Jan 2010 18:19:54 -0600
From: Keith Yates <farmerboykeith@hotmail.com>
Subject: Devyn's Struggle 04

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?


Devyn's Struggles
Chapter 4


Although the kiss was utmost on the minds of both Devyn and Brent, they
didn't mention it to each other. They limited their conversations to safe
stuff, like sports, music, and video games. Most of all, they avoided their
strong feelings and desires they had for each other.

They continued to date Sue and Tracy. Whenever the four of them were out
together, they had fun. Devyn felt their friendship was
comfortable. Nevertheless, he still struggled.

There were times when Devyn felt guilty he didn't have stronger feelings
for Sue. He thought Sue was a great girl. She was funny, smart, and very
cute. He just wished he felt for her what he felt for Brent.  And he fought
with his feelings ever more. Devyn needed some other kind of distraction
right now to sort things through.

Devyn remembered that his father was a site manager for a local
construction company. When he was younger, he often rode with his Dad to
the construction sites. He was fascinated by how the buildings were being
constructed. Devyn was in awe at how the foundation was the key element to
the rest of the building itself and how the framework soon became an office
complex or a school or some other structure. It was so fascinating to
him. Since he'd started high school, he had fewer opportunities to go to
one of these sites with his Dad because most of this time was spent with
Brent or with Sue. Until one Saturday before Thanksgiving his Dad asked him
if he would like to come.

"Sure, Dad!" Devyn said.  It was a great distraction from what really was
going on deep in his mind right now.

"I need your help taking some of this stuff to the office," Frank said.

Devyn rode with his Dad to one of the construction sites. He thought it was
just to help him take some of these boxes into the office and figured no
one would be there to help him. When they arrived, some of the workers were
there on that particular day, but he wasn't sure why.  He really didn't
care either. He just needed some time away from Brent and Sue to sort
things out.

As he helped his father take in some of the boxes from the back of the
truck. Devyn noticed how respectful the men were to his Dad. He was
impressed when they called him `Sir' or `Boss'. He appreciated the fact
that his father was well appreciated by these men. Devyn had carried
several more boxes into the construction site office for his Dad. On his
last trip, he ran into a very handsome looking guy that stood about 6 feet
tall with a thick wavy reddish-brown hair, trimmed beard, and these
stunning emerald green eyes.

"Hi," Devyn said as he almost fell over this good-looking guy with the last
box he was carrying.

The man had caught Devyn before he fell to the floor, and his emerald green
eyes stared into Devyn's golden brown eyes, and then he smiled.

"Hi, you must be the Boss's kid." He helped Devyn stand straight again.

"Yeah, I'm Devyn," he said smiling back.

"Do you need a hand with that?" The man asked indicating the heavy box
Devyn was carrying.

"No thanks." Devyn was embarrassed, "I got it."

Devyn carried the box into his father's office. His Dad was on the phone
with someone. It sounded like it was a business call. So Devyn sat the box
down next to the other boxes and returned to the outer office.

The good-looking guy Devyn stumbled over was still there in the office. The
guy had his back to Devyn.  Devyn noticed how he had these big broad
shoulders that sloped their way down to his narrow waistline that formed a
perfect shaped buttock off his hips. The guy heard Devyn and turned around
to see Devyn was staring at him.

"Well, that was quick," he said.

"Dad's on the phone," Devyn said. "I didn't want to wait in there for him."

"Want me to show you around the site?" The man smiled.

"Yeah, sure," Devyn answered with enthusiasm. "That'd be great." But
Devyn's stomach seemed to have a different reaction, more like excited
nervousness.  He recognized that feeling.  Almost like what he got the
first time he met Brent.

"By the way," he said while holding out his hand to shake, "My name's Matt
Chancellor,"

Devyn took Matt's strong hand and shook it. Devyn felt Matt's firm grip
send an unexpected shiver up Devyn's spine. Like some kind of good
sensation or something. It was rather strange to Devyn since he was hoping
to be distracted from his inner feelings not enhance it.

"My name's Devyn," Devyn said, "Oh, sorry, I told you already, huh?" He was
feeling embarrassed and at the same time tried to suppress this heated
feeling that began to build within his crotch. Devyn quickly let go of
Matt's hand and tried to hide his awkwardness.

"Come on," Matt said, "let's go take a look around." Matt put his hand on
Devyn's shoulder and led Devyn out one of the office doors.

Matt showed Devyn around the construction site, tried to explain most of
what was going on, and got into how the design process was drawn into
blueprint plan before it became an actual structure. Matt explained that
this building was one of his drawings.

"So, then," Devyn asked, "you're the architect?"

"Yep!" Matt said, "Guilty as charged."

"That must be a really cool job," Devyn said.

"I enjoy it most of the time, but it can get frustrating sometimes." Matt
said while shaking his head and continued. "Sometimes the last minute
changes I have to make can get on my nerves. It would be nice if everything
went up in reality as easy as it can go onto the blueprint."

"Oh so you had to make changes to the original plans on this building,"
Devyn asked.

"Yep," Matt tried to explain how it wasn't working out right from his
original plan and then he said, "and your Dad wasn't happy about it. We had
a bit of a disagreement over it. He seems to think that I'm trying to be
"Artsy" as he called it. I guess he would've preferred that all buildings
be a square block."

"Well, I guess that would make building them easier." Devyn tried to see it
from his father's viewpoint. But Devyn felt a bit uncomfortable by how Matt
was talking about his Dad.

Although Matt didn't say anything really negative, it was how the two had a
disagreement over some plan changes. Nevertheless, Devyn picked up
something more from his conversation with Matt.  It was the tone in his
voice that gave it away; Matt didn't seem to have the same respect as the
other men did for Devyn's father.

"Would you like to see another building I'm designing?"  Matt asked as they
headed back towards the office.

"Sure," Devyn said half-heartedly.

Devyn followed Matt back into the office, and when over to the drafting
table in the middle of the office. Matt picked up a narrow cylinder from
below the table and pulled the cap on one end off of it. He pulled out a
rolled up sheet of paper, and spread it out on the drafting table.

Matt moved aside a bit so Devyn could see the plan from the right
position. While Devyn stood there next to Matt and listened as he explained
the different parts of the design and hoped to begin a rendering of this
museum as soon as this construction job was done.

"It's going to be a very cool looking museum," Devyn said.

"Yeah, I just hope it turns out like I have it pictured in my head."

Matt was standing on Devyn's right side with his hand resting on Devyn's
left shoulder as he pointed out another part of the design to explain
further how he wanted it to look like in the plan.

Meanwhile, Devyn could feel his body grow warmer. Of embarrassment for
standing so close to this guy. The guy's warm hand on his shoulder and the
friendliness towards him was causing Devyn to feel things he was trying to
avoid this weekend, but these feelings were there and he thought it only
existed with Brent. Devyn then thought that maybe he was gay or was he? He
was really struggling with his feelings again. Then the sound of his
father's booming voice startled Devyn.

"Take your hand off my son," Frank barked while standing in the doorway of
his office.

"Hey Dad," Devyn started off, "Matt was just showing me . . ." then his
voice trailed off as he watched the building of a thunderstorm within his
father's eyes.

Devyn was confused as to why his Dad would be upset with anything he had
done. He wondered if maybe his Dad had been waiting on him but didn't
returned to the office right away, and was pissed at him for goofing off
with Matt.

"I was just," Matt tried to explain, but got cut off.

"I have a damn good idea what you're trying to do, Mr. Chancellor. I know
all about you and what you are." Frank was infuriated and said, "I won't
have it. Not on my job site and not with my son either."

Frank's voice got louder and full of animosity towards Matt. The tension
was excessively strong to avoid the extreme dislike between these two
men. There was no doubt that Frank loathed this man for standing next to
Devyn with his arm around Devyn. Unlike Frank, Matt kept his voice in a
normal conversational tone, but firm.

"I don't know what you think you know or what you think was going on
here. I was just showing Devyn around the site, and my plans for another
building."

This was the first time Devyn had seen his father so enraged and
irrational. He had never seen that look of disgust and dislike on his face
before. It made Devyn feel a bit scared of his own father. The man he had
always found to be a loving and caring father, now looked like a raging nut
case. But why?

"Move away from my son." Frank said while looking at Matt, "I won't have
you touching him like that. I won't have you trying to-to-to corrupt him!"

"Dad, he was just showing me these plans." Devyn said pointing at the plan
on the table, "Nothing else. He's been completely nice." Devyn's
explanation did nothing to settle his father's rage.

Devyn was at a complete loss as to what to do. He had instantly connected
with Matt and his Father's hate towards this guy was baffling to
Devyn. Matt had done nothing wrong that Devyn could figure out. Devyn
looked at his father with hurtful but confusing eyes.

"Don't let him fool you son," Frank said as his voice got calmed down when
he spoke directly to Devyn and walking at him. "He isn't what he appears to
be. He's evil. He's disgusting. He's a pervert and would molest you if I
hadn't came into the room."

"What!" Devyn said his eyes widen with shock. He looked at his father then
at Matt, and then he carefully stepped away from Matt. As Devyn moved away
from Matt, Matt's eyes sparked with fury from his calm outward appearance.

Matt then focused his furious gaze on Frank and with his tone like
steel. It was obvious he was maintaining a tight control on his temper in
front of Devyn. Unlike Frank was doing to his own son.

"I do not know exactly what you think you know. But, I can only imagine
what it is that is running through your mind, and . . ." Matt got cut off.

"Oh I found out all about you," Frank said glared at Matt. "I've known for
a while now, but I kept quiet. Only because our firm needed you to get this
job done and your fucking plans. But I won't put up with you molesting my
kid. O-o-oh, I won't have it. You're fired, Mr. Chancellor! I want you out
of here. I won't have some fucking faggot working here any longer." Frank
was shaking with firing rage and finally stood next to his son.

"My sexual orientation has nothing to do with my work here nor anywhere
else.  As far as molesting your son or any other child, that is completely
insane. I have no interest in little boys."

Matt couldn't help it but had to add a quirk to his lips before his made
his next statement, and he knew it would just tick Frank off more, "I only
like to FUCK men, REAL MEN. You fuckin' moron."

Devyn was appalled and could only stare at Matt. He didn't know what to say
or do. He couldn't believe it. This guy, who was wearing blue jeans, work
shirt, and boots was gay. This guy had the same macho appearance as some of
the construction workers had at the site. But he was gay. Devyn had trouble
wrapping all of this around in his mind. His only experience as to what a
gay man were those he seen through TV or movie. This guy didn't fit into
that mold at all. He was nothing like the gay guys portrayal he'd seen
before in movies or television.

"You can't be gay," Devyn was shocked. "You don't act like a queer."

"He's pretending to be a man." Devyn's father interrupted. "He's pretending
that he is normal. But he's a fucking queer, Son. He's one of those
faggots. I got the story straight from his last company."

Matt could only imagine the stories Frank had gotten. That job had been out
in the middle of nowhere. He had to live on the sight with the rest of the
construction crew. He didn't do anything with any of the guys there,
although he thought a couple of them would've been more than open to the
idea. But he never pursued it.

Though Matt had met a nice guy in the nearby town one night. He was the
bartender at the local bar. Very sexy looking with the bluest eyes Matt had
ever seen in his life. That very night they had hit it off. Matt had begun
to make the long drive every weekend into town. He would spend his night
sitting at the bar and talking with this hot stud, and then drove back to
his trailer on the construction site in the early morning hours.

It was not long before Matt began spending nights at the bartender's
apartment and in the bartender's bed. They soon became lovers, enjoyed the
closeness, and comfort only two men could give to each other.

The company manager ran into a couple of problems and got behind. He hired
some extra help from town. Matt's bartender, Bryan, was among those few
hired.  He and Matt kept things professional during the day, but at night,
he would sneak off to Matt's trailer, and spend the night wrapped up in
Matt's arms.

It was in the middle of one of these nights when they were sharing their
deep passionate love to each other when the supervisor had walked in on
them suddenly. The supervisor needed to discuss a problem with Matt's
design, and found the two them sharing their seed with each other.

The supervisor was shocked. Since that day everything has been very tense
between the two of them, but they managed to work together. He and Matt
managed to keep things civil, even though, it was obvious that the man was
as strongly disapproved of Matt's lifestyle then, as Frank was now.

"The guy I was involved with at that job," Matt began, "was a consenting
adult. In fact, he's two fuckin' years older than I am, and we're still
together today. Why the hell would I need a child to have sex with, Frank?"

"Then you are . . . you are gay?" Devyn's voice was full of shock and
disbelief.

Matt turned towards Devyn with his emerald green eyes now softened. Devyn
saw that his eyes held no anger or hate as when Matt was looking at his
Dad. Matt's face seemed to actually become softer as he looked straight at
the frightened young man.

"Yes Devyn, I am gay."

"I um, I um," Devyn's voice cracked as he tried to think of the right thing
to say. He tried to find the words, but his mind was caught up in the
whirlwind of the revelation of this statement.

"I know it can be shocking, Devyn. It's okay if you're not sure what to
say. I'm betting you don't know too many gay people, huh?!  Although I bet
you know more than you realized." Matt said calmly.

"Stop talking to my son," Frank barked and it startled Devyn. "Get your
fucking shit and get the hell off this site. Your ass is fired, you
ass-hole. You'll never work for me again."

"You do not have the authority to fire me." Matt turned to Frank with his
fury raging again. "My firm had signed a contract with your developer. You
may be able to fire anyone you like from the construction crew, but I do
not work for you."

"I'm sure once I explain that I caught you molesting my kid, that your FIRM
will CAN your faggot ass from this job."

"Dad he wasn't . . . " Devyn began, but became more frightened by his
father's anger. He stepped away from his Dad when he yelled at him.

"Shut up Devyn," Frank barked.

"You do what you feel you have to," Matt said while trying to divert the
attention away from frightened Devyn.

"Don't worry I will," Frank declared, "and on Monday morning your ass will
be off my site."

Frank moved towards the door stepping wide around Matt as if he thought he
might have some sort of contagious disease and grabbing Devyn's arm. "Come
on Devyn," He said. "We'll leave this faggot to himself."

Frank got to the door as Devyn tried to remove himself from his father's
grasp to go on his own will. He felt so bad for the way his Dad treated
Matt. He felt sorry for the guy, although Matt seemed to be handling
everything rather well.

"I um . . . am um . . . sorry," Devyn said while trying to look at Matt one
last time.

Matt looked up his green eyes meeting Devyn's brown ones.  The golden
flecks seemed to sparkle in the light from the open door.

"It isn't your fault.  You have nothing to apologize for."

Matt stepped towards Devyn's shoulder to give him a reassuring
squeeze. Matt pretended not to notice that Devyn tensed up by his
touch. But that reaction from Devyn hurt Matt more than any of the words
Frank had said.

Devyn forced himself to relax. So Devyn stepped back and extended his hand
out in a peace offering. Matt accepted and then Devyn gave Matt's big hand
a squeeze.

"Maybe we'll run into each other again sometime," Devyn said his voice
nervous.  "We can talk and stuff."

"Anytime kiddo," Matt said flashing Devyn a smile that made Devyn's heart
jump.

"DEVYN!!" Frank yelled after realizing his son wasn't behind him after
walking out the office.

"Coming Dad," Devyn called and hurried out of the door, but paused
momentarily and looked at Matt. Devyn then felt an instant connection with
Matt.  He couldn't stop liking him and feeling that bond with him.

"Does it mean that I'm gay," Devyn pondered as he got into his Dad's truck
on that bright sunny Saturday afternoon and now wondered what he was going
to do now that his father's hatred for gay men was clear.


Okay guys, there is another chapter of Devyn's Struggle.  Sounds like Devyn
is going to have a problem with frank's attitude toward gay men.  He sure
does not like Matt.  How would Frank feel if he knew his son was having
sexual feelings for other boys?

Hopefully we will find out just how Frank and Devyn handle Devyn's
sexuality in the next couple of chapters.

As always share your thoughts and comments.  I do like hearing from you all.

K Y

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