Date: Thu, 27 May 2021 20:10:49 -0500 From: Keith Yates Subject: Devyn's struggle V2 41 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. This story is the property of the author and no copying or posting to any other website is permitted without the author's written consent. Here you go loyal readers. I hope you like this installment of Devyn's Struggle. Feel free to reach out and let me know what you think at keith.96@att.net. I look forward to hearing from you. Please help keep Nifty going by making a donation to the awesome service. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html To argue with a man who has renounced the use and authority of reason, and whose philosophy consists in holding humanity in contempt, is like administering medicine to the dead, or endeavoring to convert an atheist by scripture. Thomas Paine Devyn's Struggle V2 Chapter 41 Devyn had made up his mind that he needed to have closure with Brent. If he was going to be able to have a true relationship with Charlie, then he needed to see Brent again and deal with those emotions. Devyn also wanted to reconnect with Matt. It only took him a quick internet search to find him. As soon as Devyn saw the name, he knew he had found the right firm. He could almost see the business card with the fancy script. Devyn only hesitated a minute before calling the firm's number. He got a receptionist that told him Matt was on vacation for a few days. Devyn left his name and phone number asking that she have Matt call him. The receptionist would not give out Matt's personal number but promised to let him know Devyn had called. "He's going to be surprised to hear from me after all this time," Devyn told Joe after hanging up the phone to leave his message. "I am curious about something," Joe said. "What is that?" Devyn asked sitting down at the kitchen table to wait for the social worker. "Well," Joe began. "Matt sounds like this cool guy and it sounds like you and he made a connection and you said his partner was a good guy." "They were both great," Devyn said. "Matt and Bryan both were always supportive. Bryan told me I wouldn't be able to stay in the closet and I guess he was right." Joe took a deep breath before asking the question that had bugged him for months. "When Frank caught you and Brent and tossed you out, why didn't you go to them for help?" "I'm stupid," Devyn said. "Don't give me that," Joe said. "If you don't want to tell me..." "You know I have no secrets from you." Devyn interrupted. "I guess, well, at first I wasn't thinking. I had just gotten caught with Brent. My Dad went crazy on both of us. I thought he was going to hurt Brent. I didn't think clearly." Devyn went on to share with Joe about walking around all afternoon and sleeping in the theater and then going back to sleep on the floor of the garage. "I think there was a part of me that just wasn't accepting it and I guess I didn't want to admit it to Matt that my Dad had kicked me out." Devyn paused looking into Joe's warm blue eyes. He saw only affection there. "I thought I could handle it and I was. If that fucking janitor hadn't found me in the storage room..." "Language," Joe said. "Sorry," Devyn said. "I had it figured out. I had a place to sleep and at least one meal a day." "So, you were just going to live in your high school?" Joe knew Devyn was smarter than to believe that he could live in school. Devyn swallowed before answering. "I guess I was hoping that they would come looking for me. I was hoping that they would want me back." Joe could hear the tremble in Devyn's voice. Once again, he wanted to wringFrank's neck. "I understand that," he said and squeezed Devyn's shoulder. "I had the same feelings when my Dad kicked me out. I stayed with Lee for a while and hoped that Dad would show up and say he was sorry." "Yeah," Devyn said, his voice thick, his eyes burning with the held back emotions. It took him a few minutes to pull his emotions under control. Joe was patient and waited holding his hand on Devyn's shoulder for support. "After losing my safe place at school, I decided to call Matt. Only I didn't have anything with his number on it. I had decided to call my Dad's office in the morning and get the number from his secretary. It was that night I met Tom. I had been looking for a warm dry place to hang out until morning and it was then I met Tom. He seemed like such a nice guy. I thought maybe this was my answer." "That is bad timing," Joe said. "It was," Devyn said. "I think there was a part of me in here," tapping the side of his head, "that just didn't want to tell Matt. I felt like I had failed. Tom gave me another way out. If I had known exactly what Tom had in mind for me...well maybe I would have run from that bar." "So, Tom pulled you in," Joe prompted after Devyn was silent for a while. "Maybe I was just dumb or naive but he made everything seem innocent. You know it started out with just pictures and modeling. I should have known it was all too easy." Devyn was surprised at how easy it was to tell Joe all of this. It had always been easy to talk to him. Joe's blue eyes still held no judgement. Devyn could only see caring reflected there. "I think he first spiked my drink with something. It got me to relax and to, um, put on a show for him and the guy taking the modeling pictures." Devyn used air quotes when he said modeling. "I was just so dumb about everything." "Sounds like to me that Tom was quite the manipulator," Joe said. "Plus, you were not thinking clearly because of whatever it was Tom was slipping you." "I had made up my mind," Devyn said. "I was going to leave. I, um, had one really bad experience. The guy, he roughed me up a lot. I had bruises from head to toe. Tom was more worried about me not being able to work again than if I was hurt. I told him I was done. I told him I wasn't going to work anymore. I had made up my mind to leave the next morning. I was going to just take my stuff and go. I was going to follow through on my plan to call and get Matt's number. I was sure that he and Bryan would come and pick me up. I was sure they would help me." "But you didn't do that," Joe said. "When I woke up the next morning, Todd was there." Devyn could still remember the surprise at finding him and the older boy sharing a room. "Once I understood that Todd was mentally challenged, I couldn't leave him to Tom. I had to stay to protect Todd." "Tom was quite the manipulator," Joe said, wishing he had driven the pitchfork through the man's neck. "He brought Todd in to control you." "I know that now," Devyn said. "I guess I knew it then. I couldn't take care of myself and Todd and I couldn't leave him to Tom." He looked into Devyn's eyes and saw the man there that Hannah must have been able to see. He saw the guy that would risk himself to help someone that could not help themselves. "You are something," Joe said squeezing the back of Devyn's neck. Devyn took a deep breath. Feeling Joe's strong hand felt so good. The man was so understanding and forgiving. "You know I am nervous about seeing Matt. I am a bit ashamed of the stuff I did and what he might know about it." "You should not feel that way," Joe said. "I understand why you feel that but you should be proud of yourself for becoming the upstanding guy you are now despite that time." "Only you would think that," Devyn said. "Not just me," Joe said, staring into Devyn's eyes. Anyone that knows you would say the same thing. If this Matt guy is half as good a guy as you say, he will feel that way." "He was nice to me when I was trying to come to terms with being gay," Devyn said. "I kind of feel like I let him down." "Nonsense," Joe said. "If you tell him the whole story, he will be proud of the man you are." "You are like my biggest fan," Devyn said, his lips quirked up into a sexy smile. "I always will be," Joe said looking at the attractive teen. "We really need to get you a haircut." Reaching over Joe pushed the soft brown hair back out of Devyn's eyes. "Don't mess up my hair," Devyn said, pulling back from Joe. Joe laughed. "I should really mess it up. Maybe give you a crew cut." "No way in hell," Devyn said defiantly. "You know I'm not sure I want Matt to know the whole story," Devyn said glancing down. "You can tell him as much or as little as you want," Joe said, "It is your story and you need to share it as much or as little as you are comfortable with." "I guess it all depends on how much he knows," Devyn said. "If he is still working with my Dad on a job, he might know it all." "I doubt your Dad would be sharing the details," Joe said. "You are probably right about that," Devyn said. "He's probably hoping no one remembers he even has a kid." Joe could see the hurt in Devyn's eyes. The teen tried to cover it but Joe saw it. Just like every other time, it made his blood boil with anger at Devyn's parents for hurting this boy so badly. Joe did not know anyone with a better heart. "He just never realized how wonderful his kid was." "Thanks," Devyn said the corners of his lips curved up in a half smile. "You should tell him that." "If I ever get the chance," Joe said, his voice serious, "I will tell him that, along with a few other things." "What other things?" Devyn asked. "I have quite a few things I would like to say to him," Joe said. Joe knew he would probably not get the chance and he knew that most of the things he wanted to say to the man would not make any difference to him. Joe was not sure if he were face to face with Devyn's father that he would be able to keep his temper in check. If they did go back to see this Matt guy, Brent and then Devyn's parents it was going to be hard not to strangle the man. The man had a wonderful son. Devyn was warm, smart, honest and loving. Yes, the boy had messed up and most of that could be put right at Frank. "So, you aren't going to tell me what those other things are?" Devyn persisted. "Just how wonderful his son is and how stupid he is for not seeing it," Joe said. "I'm not..." Devyn started but was cut off. "Stop underestimating yourself," Joe said. "I swear you do not see yourself clearly. It gets to be frustrating." "But all the stuff I did," Devyn said. "I was so stupid. I even started messing things up with you in those first few months." "You have come a long way since then," Joe said. "You are not that boy anymore. You grew up and became a good man." "I'm not," Devyn began. "STOP arguing with me," Joe said. "I see it, Charlie sees it, Hannah saw it," Joe's voice was thick as he mentioned his sister, "Travis sees it and so do a number of other people. You just need to accept it and be the wonderful man you are." "I hope Matt agrees with that," Devyn said. "If he doesn't," Joe said. "Then he's not the guy you think he is. I however believe from what you told me that he will see you for the remarkable guy you are. If he doesn't...well then he can deal with me." Devyn looked into Joe's eyes. He could see that the man meant every word he said. "You mean that." "Of course, I do," Joe said. "You are my family. If Matt can't see you for the amazing guy you are, then he can see my boot up his ass." Devyn smiled. He could not believe how good it felt to have Joe on his side. "I think he is a good guy." "Then he's going to understand," Joe said. "Tell him as much or as little as you want. I will leave that up to you." # # # Devyn's social worker showed up midmorning. Mrs. Grubb was a nice lady. Devyn liked her alright. She had another woman with her this time. She was there to check on Travis and knew sign language. "It looks like you completed all of your court mandated substance abuse classes," Mrs. Grubb said as she read through Devyn's paperwork. "Sure did," Devyn said. Joe had driven him to and from them once a week for months. "Your grades started out on the low side but looks like you pulled them up by the end of the school year." She was reading through the documents in Devyn's file as she spoke. "I had an adjustment phase," Devyn explained. "But I have it more together thanks to Joe." "How is living here on the farm?" she asked looking at Devyn. She had to admit that this boy looked like a different kid from the one she had seen in court over a year ago. "Does Joe make you do a lot of farm work?" "Well, I have chores to do," Devyn answered. "I like taking care of animals and learning about the farm. I thought about maybe becoming a vet or something." "So, you are considering going to college?" Mrs. Grubb asked. "Joe is pushing me in that direction." Devyn answered. "Is he too overbearing?" she asked. "No," Devyn said honestly. "He wants what is best for me." "Does he yell at you? Hit you?" She asked. "Ever touch you inappropriately?" "Look Joe is awesome," Devyn said. "He sometimes raises his voice to get his point across. He never berates me, hits me, or sexually assaults me. I know what all that shit is and Joe is as far from that as a man can be. He is great. I love him and I'm happy." Mrs. Grubb smiled. "It sounds like this was the absolute best placement for you." "It is," Devyn said. "I'm very happy for you Devyn," she said. "You have definitely turned your life around. I wish all kids had it work out as well as you did." "I got lucky," Devyn said. "I got Joe and there is only one of him." "How has it been since Travis moved in," She asked. "Travis is great," Devyn said. "I love having a little brother." "Well, you really aren't related," she began. "That doesn't matter," Devyn said. "We are a family here. Me, Travis, and Joe. No matter what anyone else says." "There is another matter I need to talk to you about," she said, looking at Devyn and nervously straightening the file folder with his name on it. "How would you feel about going back home to your parents?" She was closely watching Devyn. She studied the reactions playing across his face. She could see several emotions there. Devyn felt his stomach drop. Go home to his folks. Go back and leave Joe and Travis. He was stunned. He felt knots forming in his stomach. He had just mentioned going back to see Brent and look up Matt. He never considered going back there to live. Could they really want him back? How could he leave Travis and Joe? How could he leave Charlie? He and Charlie had just started to really get to know each other. He did not want to walk away from his new life here. "We have been in touch with them," she said. "Your mother has asked about you and if you would want to go home." Devyn felt like he might puke. Go home? How could he go home? They had kicked him out. They had thrown him out. They had turned their backs on him at the police station. Finally, Devyn said, "I'm not sure what kind of answer you want." "Well, they are reaching out," she said. "The agency policy is to always try and reunite families. You could have a mother and a father." Devyn knew the answer to her question. He knew it in his heart the moment she had asked the question. It just took his mind a moment to process it. "I have Joe," Devyn said. "He is better than that. He never kicked me out. He never turned his back on me. All he ever did is love me. They can ask but the answer is no." "We find it is better to put families back together," she said, her fingers running up the edge of the file folder with Devyn's name on it. "The agency thinks in most cases re-uniting a family is best for everyone. Your parents still have rights. We could insist that you go back to live with them." Devyn looked her straight in the eye and she could see fire burning in those golden flecks that were swirling in the brown pools. "When my dad found out I was gay, he threw me out, like so much trash. He didn't care if I had any clothing. He just threw me away. My mother stood by him. At the police station, they both turned their backs on me and walked away." Devyn spit this out. Devyn took a deep breath and his voice softened a bit, "Here, I have a home. Here, I have the love they should have given me. There is nothing that will make me leave here." His voice hardened again. "If you are going to take me away from here, then you had better bring some fucking back up, because it will be a fight to get me to leave." "There is no need for that language," she said. "Your parents were just reaching out to see if you might be ready..." Devyn cut her off. "When and if I am ever ready to see them again, it will be on my terms and not theirs. They gave up their rights the day they turned their back on me in a police station." "I am sorry I needed to spring that on you." She was writing down notes as she was talking. "I needed to get an honest response from you. They have reached out but gauging your response, I do not think it would be in your best interest. You have made considerable progress here." "I'm sorry for my language," Devyn said. "I still have quite a bit to work through when it comes to them." "I could refer you to a therapist," she said. "Talking to someone might help you deal with some of your anger." Devyn's lips curved up into a smile. "I already have that in Joe. I don't think I need anyone else." They concluded the interview and Mrs. Grubb went to talk to Joe. Joe had been waiting on the front porch while the two social workers interviewed the boys. He looked out over the pasture watching the cattle grazing. "That boy is very loyal to you," she said to Joe. "I love both of my boys," Joe said, "I hope you found everything satisfactory." "No," she said. "It was far above that. Devyn has made an astounding turn around. When I read his file and see where he was and where he is now, it is amazing. I wish I had more men like you to take in my kids. I have others that need the chance Devyn got." "Travis is also well adjusted," the other social worker said. "I know children are resilient, but Travis has adjusted very well." "It was rough for him for a few weeks," Joe said. "I think having Devyn has helped him adjust." "They have formed a bond," she said smiling. "I think this was the best place for Travis. He has all the support a boy could need." "Devyn is special," Joe said. "He has a bottomless well of inner strength." "I think he draws that from having a male figure like you in his life," she said. "Thanks," Joe said. "Well, I'll see you again in about a year." Mrs. Brooks said. "I thought it was every six months," Joe asked. "I have a heavy caseload," she said. "I am not going to waste my time on something that is working. I have too many others to try and help." As she started down the porch steps she added, "Oh I should let you know, that Travis grandparents filed custody papers." Joe felt like a mule had just kicked him in the stomach. "I haven't been served," Joe said. "The odd thing is it got blocked almost immediately by Judge Green. He has never blocked a case from being heard before. It is odd." "Yeah," Joe said. "It is very odd." "In fact, it is the second time their case has been blocked by Judge Green," she said. "It looks like you really made an impression on the judge during the custody case. It looks like you are going to get to keep your family together. I will do my best to make sure you stay together." "Thanks," Joe said. # # # Joe watched her driving down the road. He always had a nagging fear that Travis could get taken away from him. He wondered if he could legally adopt Travis so that the issue could never be raised again. He also considered adopting Devyn. He wondered how involved terminating Devyn's parent's parental rights would be. Devyn was 16 and would soon be 17. He figured that it was kind of a moot point at this time but maybe he should do it anyway. He would have to talk to Devyn and to an attorney. "You look so serious," Devyn said, joining Joe. "I thought it went alright." "It did," Joe said. "I guess I have a loyal kid," Joe used his arm pulling Devyn to his side. "Just what did you tell her?" "Just how horrible you are," Devyn said. "You know all about the whips and the chains." "Those are just your fantasies," Joe returned the teasing. "She said my parents might want me to come home," Devyn told Joe the whole story. "It isn't going to happen," Devyn concluded. "You don't want to see them?" Joe asked. "See them," Devyn said, "maybe. But I do not want to live with them. My family is here, not there." Joe felt tears burning in his eyes. He did not know what he did to deserve such a loyal kid. Hannah knew how to pick them. "Thanks sis," he said silently. Joe's voice was thick as he said, "I would support whatever choice you made." "I know," Devyn said. He moved closer and slid his arms around the solidly built man. "That is how I know this is my family. You are my family. You and Travis are my family." Devyn rested his head against Joe's powerful chest. He could hear the man's heart beating. He felt Joe's arms tighten around him. There was no place that felt safer than being there in those arms. "I love you kid," Joe said and kissed Devyn softly on the cheek. "You too big guy," Devyn said and held tighter onto Joe. "Um, guys," Lee said looking up at them from the bottom step. Devyn and Joe turned in unison to look at Lee. Lee must have been driving in as the social worker left. They had not heard him until he spoke. "Um, is this a bad time?" he asked. "Your timing is great as usual," Joe said. "I didn't even hear you pull into the driveway." "What brings you out?" Devyn asked, releasing Joe and stepping back. "Is everything alright?" Lee's voice was filled with genuine concern. "I know your visit from the social witch was today. I passed her as I was pulling into the driveway." "She's not that bad," Devyn said. "It went fine," Joe said. "It just stirred up some emotions." "But everything is alright?" Lee asked. "I won't be getting an order to remove anyone?" Devyn laughed. "No," it went fine. We are good until the next time." "Good," Lee sighed. "I would have to resign if I got that duty." Joe looked into his best friend's eyes and he saw loyalty there as well. It might sound like a joke, but Lee was serious. He would quit the force before executing an order that would break up Joe's family. Joe wondered if Lee might do more than just quit. Joe suddenly wondered if it had been Lee that was stopping a custody battle for Travis. `Could Lee have some influence on the judge?' Joe wondered. "I came out for another lesson," Lee told Devyn. "Crap," Devyn moaned. "I'm still recovering from the last one." Lee and Joe had been continuing Devyn's self-defense training. Lee said it was good practice for him as well and he never minded spending time with Joe and Devyn. Plus, after the lessons they worked on Lee's sign language skills. The lessons had turned into an all-afternoon event. "I completely forgot," Joe said. "I'll just go change," Devyn said. "I don't want to mess up my good clothes." "You sure everything is alright?" Lee asked after Devyn had left. "Yeah," Joe said. "We got a great report. Devyn's parents want to have him back but that isn't happening at Devyn's choice. I told him I would support whatever decision he made." "That kid isn't going to leave you," Lee said. "He is definitely loyal," Joe said. "He loves me and Travis. I have no doubts about that." "You know, I was concerned when you took him in," Lee began. "I thought you were crazy when you called me and asked me to watch the livestock so you could go become a foster dad. I just knew you had lost your mind. I just knew this kid was going to be nothing but trouble. I am so glad I was wrong. He's one damn good kid. " "It worked out," Joe said. "I am not sure how I would have handled things with Travis. Devyn jumps in without a second thought. I don't think he could love Travis more if Travis was really his brother." "You know as well as I do that being brothers is more than just blood," Lee said. Joe looked into the handsome face of his best friend. He knew all too well what Lee meant. He and Lee had practically been brothers. Lee had been there every time Joe needed him and Joe had been there just as much for Lee. "I do," Joe said as his blue eyes were meeting Lee's blue gaze. "You have always been there and I could not love you more if..." "There is no if," Lee said, cutting Joe off. "In every way that matters we are brothers." Joe almost asked Lee then if he had something to do with the custody case but Devyn came back out at that moment. "Alright," Devyn said, joining the two men on the porch. "I'm ready to have the shit kicked out of me." "Come on Drama Queen," Lee teased. As they were walking to the barn, "You know Mrs. Grubb asked if you ever hit me," Devyn said looking at Joe. "I told her of course you didn't. She never thought to ask if the local cop comes over to beat me up." Devyn grinned and saw both Joe and Lee grinning at his teasing. "The local cop," Lee said grinning, "Is about to kick your ass." # # # "No fair," Devyn cried from the floor. "That is two against one." They had been practicing for about an hour. Devyn was sore, tired and had sweat running down his body. He had been holding his own against Lee. He was sure the man was holding back some but he was also sure Lee was feeling a little pain as well. "Fuck it is hot in this damn barn," Lee said wiping sweat from his face with his shirt. He finally pulled it off revealing his hairy chest and the dark hair was damp with his sweat. "You never know when there might be more than one guy coming at you," Joe said. "You need to know how to handle it." "But some warning," Devyn said, pulling himself to his feet. "They won't warn you," Joe said. "They will just kick your ass. You need to always be watching your surroundings." "I am starting to think you two get off on beating up a smaller guy." Devyn lifted his own shirt to wipe the sweat from his face. "Size is not as important as you think." Joe was watching Devyn closely. He had been doing well against Lee and Joe could tell that the teenager was improving. "You are fast and smart. You can use your bigger opponent's weight against him." "Easy for you to say, you're huge." Devyn dropped his shirt back into place and pushed his damp hair back out of his eyes. He wondered if maybe it was time to get his hair trimmed a little. Turning, Devyn was facing Lee again. He was watching the shirtless guy pacing back and forth. Devyn could not think how unfair it was to have to fight off Lee's attack and fight down the desire the man evoked. The memory of Devyn's shower fantasy flashing through his mind. Once again Devyn wondered just how hairy Lee was below the belt. Devyn was flicking his tongue across his lips as he was watching Lee's every move. The sweat damp Levi's were clinging to the man and emphasizing all his maleness. Devyn watched the man pacing a bit. Part of the fun of this was the anticipating. Lee could strike fast. The man was quick. If they were in the Wild West, he would be the fastest draw out there. His hands could move so fast that Devyn would not even see them coming. He had learned to watch the rest of Lee's body and right now with the man not wearing a shirt that made it harder. It was making a lot of things harder. Again, Devyn glanced down at Lee's lower body. The pants were clinging to Lee's legs and crotch. The material was damp with the man's sweat. Lee turned to take a long drink of the ice-cold water sitting on a hay bail. Devyn's eyes traveled down over Lee's solid back to his narrow waist. Devyn could see those muscles flexing as the man drank. Devyn watched the sweat sliding down the middle of Lee's back. He watched it hit the waistband of the man's pants. He saw that those pants were clinging just as tightly to the man's hot ass. "Fuck I'm going to pop a boner," Devyn thought. There was no warning when Lee attacked. One second the man was lazily resting and the next he was on Devyn. Lee's blows were coming fast. Devyn was able to block them. He knew that he was going to end up with bruises. Lee circled Devyn trying to keep the teenager off balance. Devyn blocked the blow and then the kick. He swung with a blow of his own. The blow passing through Lee's blocks. Devyn was rewarded with a grunt from Lee. Devyn was trying to watch Lee and watch Joe. It was hard concentrating with the sweat running down his body and trying not to think about his sexual fantasy about Lee. He saw the kick coming and he saw Joe out of the corner of his eye. He could see that Joe was going to try and sneak in another blow. Devyn was anticipating, when Lee's kick came. Instead of moving or blocking it, Devyn was grabbing Lee's foot and swung the other man. Using Lee's momentum, he flung the man into Joe. The two men went down in a heap on the straw covered floor. He could hear them both grunt with the impact. Devyn hoped it hurt a little but just a little. He was proud of himself for being able to take the other two men down. "Good, you were paying attention." Joe was pushing himself up off the floor. Reaching down he was giving Lee a hand up. Their eyes locked for a second with a silent communication. There was an imperceptible nod from Lee as Lee understood without words what Joe was going to do. Devyn picked up on the silent communication a second too late. With the momentum Joe provided him, Lee was coming at Devyn fast. Devyn was able to block the first blow and was backing up. He tripped over the feed sack that had been placed as an obstacle. He had completely forgotten it. Lee was on top of him pinning him to the straw covered floor. One of Devyn's hands was pinned between his body and Lee's. He could feel the sweat damp chest hair. Devyn could also feel the solid muscle behind the hair that covered Lee's chest. He could feel his blood surging into his teenage equipment. He had an impulse to lean up and kiss those lips. Devyn could not help but wonder if the kiss would be as good as the one from his fantasy. "I feel like a fucking bag of grain," Lee complained. Through Devyn's thin t-shirt, he could feel the heat of Lee's body as the man rested on top of him. He had an urge to find Lee's nipple and pinch it. Moving his hand, he could feel the rock-hard muscles of Lee's chest. If he did not get Lee off him, Lee's chest was not going to be the only thing that was rock-hard. "You need to be prepared at all times," Joe said. "Never let your guard down around an enemy." "Right," Devyn said. Lee was getting up now. "I think that had better be it for today," Lee said. "I might pass out if we keep going." He held out a hand to Devyn and pulled the younger man to his feet. "Me too," Devyn said. "You did do really well," Joe said to Devyn. "Soon you will be able to kick Lee's scrawny little ass." "Fuck you," Lee said laughing. Devyn thought the man's ass was hot. He would like to do a lot more to it than kick it. Kissing it came to mind. "Thanks for coming out on your day off," Joe said. "No problem," Lee said. "How about you thank me properly with a beer or six." "Sure," Joe said. The three headed to the porch. Devyn started giving Lee his sign language lesson. Joe went in to check on Travis and to grab the promised beers. Devyn was once again distracted by Lee's sexy body. If he looked at anything besides Lee's hands making the signs, he would lose his concentration. If he looked at Lee's face he would get drawn in by the electric blue eyes. They seemed to be even more stunning on his handsome face with the strong jaw and jet-black hair. His five o'clock shadow added to his sexy roguish look. If he looked down from Lee's hands, he would end up looking at the dark hair that covered Lee's chest. After the workouts in the barn, Devyn knew just how hard and chiseled that chest was. Lee did not have the over pumped-up body of a bodybuilder but he had hard muscles that felt great when Devyn's fingers were pressed against them. "You are a good teacher," Joe said, after watching them when he returned with the beers. "Thanks," Devyn said. "He's right," Lee agreed as he was lifting the ice-cold bottle to his lips and taking a long pull. Devyn licked his lips watching the man's lips around the bottle. It was so damn sexy. "You think I could get another?" Lee asked after finishing his bottle. "Sure," Devyn said. "I'll grab you one." "What you didn't get one for yourself," Lee said when Devyn returned with a beer for Lee and Joe. "Do you really think he is going to let me drink," Devyn said using his thumb to gesture in Joe's direction. "Besides tomorrow is a school day," Joe said. "Oh yeah," Lee said. "I sometimes forget you are still a little schoolgirl." "Fuck You!" Devyn said, flipping Lee off. "Watch the language," Joe said but grinned. He knew the two were teasing and he felt good that his best friends were getting along so well. He could not see a future without both guys in it. Devyn felt so comfortable with these men. Joe was one of a kind and so was Lee. He wished Brent had been able to stand by him the way Lee stood by Joe. If Brent had gone with him that day he showed up at Brent's door, would Joe have taken them both in? Would they have both been working for Tom? Probably not, Devyn decided. They would have supported each other and found a better solution to their situation. I went through months of hell with Tom because of Brent. I suffered at Tom's hands and all of those other men used me. Of course, if I had not been there, I would have not been able to keep Travis with Joe. Devyn wondered if he should have a follow up visit with Judge Green. He should give Dean a call and get his opinion. Dean had promised to send Judge Green a little reminder from time to time. I should really turn his ass in and have him removed from the bench. It would be better for everyone that comes in front of him if he were not making the decisions. Maybe Dean should encourage him into retirement. "You look a million miles away," Lee said looking up at Devyn who was sitting on the porch railing. Lee and Joe were sitting in the swing. It was big enough for all three of them but that would have put Devyn next to Lee's half naked body. He thought it would be better to keep his distance. "I was just thinking how funny life is," Devyn said. "I took a twisted road but I ended up in exactly the right place." "You sure did," Joe agreed. "I'll drink to that," Lee said, lifting the bottle to his lips. Devyn watched the man and thought this should be the beer commercial. If sex sells then Lee's lips drinking from that bottle with the condensation and the sweat was the sexiest commercial Devyn had ever seen. "I think you have already had your six," Joe said. "It's alright," Lee said. "I know the cop on duty." "I think this should be your last one," Joe said. "Sure," Lee said. "You are always being the big brother type." "Just taking care of you buddy," Joe said and rubbed Lee's sweaty back. "Thanks," Lee said. "You are probably right. I should get home. Melissa will be wondering where I am, again. Plus, it is a school night and I know the schoolgirl needs her beauty sleep." Devyn flipped Lee off again. "Jerk." Lee grinned. "You love me." "Butt wipe," Devyn said. "But thanks for the help." "Anytime," Lee said and squeezed Devyn's shoulder as he passed him. "With what you know now, you should be able to handle any of those school bullies trying to take your cherry." "Keep it up and I'll kick your cherry ass," Devyn warned. Lee laughed as he walked down the sidewalk to his car. "Drive slow," Joe said. Lee waved back at them and then as he drove out, he threw gravel. "I think I'll go take a hot shower and turn in." Devyn moved slowly from his position leaning against the porch railing. "If I'm lucky maybe I'll even be able to move tomorrow." "It will be worse in the morning," Joe said. "I can probably give you a massage if you are too sore." "Oh, that isn't going to help me fall asleep," Devyn said his voice laced with sarcasm. "Just go up to bed," Joe said chuckling as the teen went inside. # # # Devyn did have trouble falling asleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw Lee's face. He saw that hard jaw, those electric blue eyes, and those sexy lips around the beer bottle. There was something about those lips. If only it had been my cock, instead of a bottle. Lee's lips kissing the head of his cock. His tongue swirling around the head as Devyn's cock leaked juice right onto Lee's tongue. His fingers were laced through that jet black hair. His balls were churning to feed Lee a load of hot teenage boy milk. Devyn pushed down his boxer briefs, releasing his already hard teenage cock. He tugged on his cum filled balls and wrapped his hand around his teenage meat. He was picturing Lee's inviting lips. He could still feel his hands sliding all over that sweaty torso. His fingers were sliding along the cords of muscles from Lee's wrists up to the man's solid biceps. Devyn was gliding his fingers through the damp hair that covered Lee's chest. He found the hard pectorals and then the erect nipples buried in that forest of hair. He twisted the nipple and watched Lee's mouth forming the moans and groans of sexual desire. He leaned in and kissed those sexy lips. He could feel the rough stubble of the man's five o'clock shadow against his smooth face. He was sliding his wet tongue into Lee's mouth. He could feel Lee's hands all over his naked body. He felt the sexy cop drop to his knees and begin sucking him. He felt those sexy lips closing around his manhood and he felt him sucking up and down his rock-hard shaft. With the erotic images flashing through his mind, it did not take Devyn long to reach his climax. He began shooting ropes of sticky teenage cum all over his belly and chest. He let out a soft moan of pleasure as the ropes of cum were shooting from his cock up onto his body. The first shot hit his neck and the rest on his smooth chest and belly. # # # "You're late again," Melissa said as Lee walked through the door. "Sorry," Lee said. "It took a little longer than I thought. "You stink," she complained when Lee leaned in to kiss her. "Yeah," Lee said. "We worked up a sweat. I'll hit the shower." "You smell like a brewery," she said. "I had a couple beers," Lee said. "That smells like more than just a couple," she complained. "It might have been three or four," Lee said, moving into the bedroom to slip out of his sweat damp clothes. She watched him pulling off his tight-fitting jeans. She looked from his feet up his long sexy lean legs. Her eyes drunk in the solid muscles of those legs and the firm round ass that filled out the back of his white jockey briefs. The wet cotton fabric clung to every curve and plane of his butt and crotch. "You spend too much time out there." "It will only take me a few to get showered," Lee said. "We can still go out." He moved into the bathroom and Melissa left him to his shower. # # # She was on the phone when he strolled into the kitchen a few minutes later. Her back was to him as he came up behind her. "I am sorry I am later than I thought I would be," He said, sliding his muscular arms around her. He pressed himself to her while pulling her against him. His fingers were sliding across her breasts and his lips were kissing the soft skin of her neck. "I'm on the phone," she said as Lee's talented fingers teased her breasts. "You could get off the phone," he said as his lips were kissing her neck and then her ear. His nimble fingers made short work of the buttons on her blouse before moving to her pink shorts and pushing them down her shapely legs. Lee took the phone from her, "She will call you back," He said into it and then ended the call. She slid around in his tight grip and it was then she realized he was totally naked. His body was still a little damp from the shower. The thick thatch of chest hair was even darker now that it was damp. "The neighbors," she started to say as he slid her panties down over her hips. "Can have a show." Lee's lips were covering Melissa's as he was pressing himself into her. Copyright 2021 by Keith yates (keith.96@att.net) all rights reserved. Character is much easier kept than recovered. Thomas Paine A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong gives it a superficial appearance of being right. 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