Date: Sat, 31 Jul 2021 10:20:09 -0500
From: Keith Yates <keith.96@att.net>
Subject: Devyn's Struggle 43

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Devyn's Struggle V2
Chapter 43

Devyn had been hoping that the second day of school would be better than
the first. His hopes did not last long as he felt like he was being watched
all the time. He also noticed several whispered conversations in his
vicinity. He was guessing that it was going to take longer than just one
day for the rumors and talk to begin to die down.

Joe had warned him that coming out might be rough and it was looking like
Joe was right. He already knew, from the altercation at the ice cream stand
with Dewayne, that it was going to be a problem.

 Devyn thought that maybe the talk he and Terry had at the feedstore might
have helped to salvage their friendship. It did not look like that was the
case. Terry was glaring at him right along with Dewayne. He wondered if
Terry might be an alright guy if he did not have Dewayne influencing him.

"How is it going?" Devyn asked Charlie before their first class together
for the day.

"Um, alright," Charlie said. "Um, people are, um, talking about you a lot
more today."

Charlie was only confirming what Devyn had already been thinking. He did
not like being the center of everyone's attention. "Oh, great," Devyn
moaned. "Just when I thought maybe, after a day of the looks and gossip, it
would be over."

"Um, it isn't going to go away that quickly," Charlie said. "Some people
really just don't care. Most of the girls want to try and, um, change you."

"Ugh," Devyn groaned. "No wonder Tina was smiling at me in first
period. She and her friend, um, Ginger, giggled every time I caught them
looking at me."

"Well," Charlie said. "They all think you are so, um, hot and well now they
think you are even hotter."

"Crazy," Devyn said. But they could not talk more as the class was
starting.

The bell rang and Devyn and Charlie quickly grabbed their books and headed
to their lockers. "So, um, you want to come out this weekend?" Devyn asked
Charlie, almost whispering so he would not be overheard.

"Definitely," Charlie said. After hearing his Mom defend Devyn and Joe to
Howard, Charlie was feeling a little more comfortable about spending time
outside of school with Devyn.

"What are you two talking about," Sam asked, coming up to Devyn and
Charlie.

"Nothing," Charlie said.

"The weekend," Devyn said.

"Ok," Sam said, looking between the two of them. "Which is it?"

"Nothing really," Devyn said. "We were just talking about what we should do
over the weekend."

"It is like the last one of summer," Charlie said.

"We should all do something," Sam said. "We haven't really hung out all
summer. You had family stuff going on," Sam said looking at Devyn. Then he
turned to Charlie, "and you flew off to California. You lucky shit. I bet
you saw some hot babes on the beach."

"It did turn into a crazy summer," Devyn agreed.

"What do you guys think about hanging out together this weekend?" Sam
asked, looking between his two friends.

Devyn really wanted to have some alone time with Charlie. They had not got
to spend much time alone and it would be nice to see if they were both
feeling the same things. "Sure," Devyn said. He knew they could not exclude
Sam. He had been a good friend to Devyn and he was Charlie's best
friend. "What do you have in mind?"

"How about we go camping," Sam said. "The weather should be great and it
will be cool to be alone. You know, just us buds."

"So, you mean like sleeping on the ground?" Devyn said. He was remembering
the camping trip with Brent and sharing the bed in that cabin. If they had
been sleeping on sleeping bags on the ground, they might not have had their
first experience together. Devyn's life might have been totally different.

"Of course," Sam said. "Don't tell me you, um, can't handle that."

"The last time I went camping we stayed in a cabin," Devyn said.

That isn't real camping," Sam said. "You got to sleep out under the stars.

"Right," Charlie agreed. "That way it can rain on you. That is what
happened to me and Sam the last time we went. He kept telling me it wasn't
going to rain and we got soaked."

"But we had a blast," Sam said.  "If you don't have camping stuff, maybe
Charlie can borrow Howard's."

"No," Charlie said a bit sharply. He knew that Howard was never going to
allow Devyn to use his camping gear.

Sam shot Charlie a look. "I would let you use mine," he said looking from
Charlie to Devyn, "but I don't have extra equipment."

"I'm sure Joe has some," Devyn said. He knew if Joe did not that Lee would.

"We can sleep under the stars," Sam said, "roast hot dogs and
marshmallows. Um, maybe even snag a few beers..."

"No beers," Devyn said, "but the rest sounds fun."

"Let's do it," Charlie said. He would have rather had alone time with Devyn
but he also had not spent much time with Sam this summer. It would be cool
being alone with his two friends.

"Saturday will be a blast," Sam said, getting more excited about the idea.

"So where will we set up camp?" Devyn asked.

"Um good question," Sam said.

"How about by that pond on your ground," Charlie said to Devyn. "You think
Joe would let us?"

"Um, probably," Devyn said.

"Then let's do it at Devyn's," Sam said.

"Fags," Dewayne said as he passed by overhearing some of what Sam said.

Sam started to go after him, but Devyn grabbed his arm. "Let it go. He
isn't worth it."

"But what he said," Sam said. "He needs his nose broke again."

"He isn't worth it," Devyn said again. He felt a nice feeling at Sam's
outrage on his behalf.

"I don't like it when he calls you that," Sam said, starting to calm down.

"He was actually calling all of us fags," Charlie pointed out.

"Oh," Sam said. "He's a prick."

"Sorry if you are going to get some fallout from me having come out," Devyn
said. "If you don't want to..."

"Fuck that," Sam said, stopping Devyn in mid-sentence.

"Samuel, watch the language," Mrs. Jones said as she passed by. "You boys
better get to your class."

"I'm not going to let other people choose who my friends are," Sam
said. "You are who you are and it is fine with me. Besides, you could do a
lot worse than having me as a boyfriend. Hell, you could have Charlie." Sam
laughed at his teasing. Glancing at each other, Devyn and Charlie could
only grin.

"As long as you don't mind the rumors," Devyn said.

"Nope," Sam said. "You want to hold hands or something to drive everyone
crazy?"

"Why don't you two just kiss," Charlie supplied with a crooked smile.

"Um, no," Sam said. "I can only go so far. No offence Dev."

"Hey, I can only go so far too," Devyn said.

Sam thought about that for a minute before protesting. "Hey!" Then all
three of them busted out laughing and hurried to their next class.

# # #

Despite the occasional name calling or and glares by Dewayne and his
buddies, Devyn's day went smoothly. He could handle the name calling. It
did not bother him that much. It was not the first time he had been called
names and he knew it was not going to be the last. He guessed if they were
picking on him, they were leaving someone else alone.

Devyn slid over in the seat when Travis got on the bus for the ride
home. Travis was signing rapidly telling Devyn about a new kid. "He got
sick." Travis paused and then spelled out the kids name. "Seth. He's cool
so I think I'll use this sign for him." Travis showed Devyn the modified
sign to represent Seth.

Devyn repeated the sign. As he did, he felt something in the back of his
mind trying to come to the front. He could not quite pull the memory
forward.

Since Travis had moved to the farm with them, Devyn had learned that Travis
often made-up signs for people's names and common phrases. Devyn thought of
it as Travis Shorthand. If Travis came up with too many of them, Devyn was
going to need to create some sort of cheat sheet for them. Between names
for the calves, people, and places it was becoming an extensive list.

"He puked all over the hall," Travis was telling Devyn. "It stunk. I kind
of felt bad for him though. Some of the other kids, I think, were making
fun of him for it."

Devyn knew Travis was perceptive and that the kid was probably right. "You
weren't though?"

"No, it isn't right," Travis told Devyn.

"Good," Devyn said and hugged Travis. "I'm glad you know better."

He felt some of the other kids watching them. He knew he and Travis made
quite the interesting pair. His lips curved up into a smile as he
considered that no one else could understand a thing they were saying. He
kind of liked that. He suddenly remembered how Joe and Hannah had signed to
each other at the police station. He had never realized until now that they
were talking about him. He never considered how handy having a private way
of communicating in a crowd could be.

The bus dropped them off, and they walked up the lane to the drive and up
the hill to the house. "Want a snack?" Devyn asked as they came into the
house.

Travis signed yes, so Devyn proceeded to find milk and cookies. He ate some
himself. Travis then went upstairs to play. Devyn changed into his work
clothes and went out and started on the chores. Once he had the chores
done, he went in and started to fix dinner. He knew Joe was working and
wanted to have dinner ready for him.

# # #

"Wow," Joe said, coming through the door. "Something smells good."

"Thanks," Devyn said. "I hope it tastes good."

"Thanks for starting...well fixing dinner," Joe said.

"No problem," Devyn said.

"By the way I have something to ask you," Devyn said as Joe returned to the
kitchen after having washed up.

"Oh, I see," Joe said. "You fix dinner to put me in a good mood, so I'll
say yes."

"Damn," Devyn said. "You are smarter than you look."

"Watch it," Joe said laughing. "What do you need?"

"Sam, Charlie and I want to go camping this weekend. Is it Ok with you?"

"When and where?" Joe asked.

"Well, when is Saturday," Devyn said. "We were talking by the pond."

"I used to camp with my buddies out there in the woods," Joe said. "I think
the old lean-to is still standing there by the creek. Just follow it north
for about a mile or so. It is quiet there and you won't disturb the cows. I
found it a nice place to get away from stuff." Joe could not remember how
many times he had stayed under that old tin roof when his Dad had been
particularly hard on him.

"Hmm," Devyn said. "Maybe that would be better. We won't have to worry
about cows disturbing us or that bull. He has been looking at me funny."

"He wants you to stay away from his women," Joe said.

"So, you are OK with it?" Devyn confirmed.

"Sure," Joe said. "Charlie and Sam are good guys. Does Sam know about you
and Charlie?"

"No," Devyn said. "I would be fine with it, but I don't think Charlie is
ready for it. Sam is his oldest friend and I think Charlie is a little
worried about damaging that friendship."

"Then just behave yourself," Joe said.

"What, do you think I am going to do rape Charlie?" Devyn asked.

"Charlie might be into that," Joe said grinning.

"True," Devyn said and laughed.

There is actually something I wanted to talk to you about as well," Joe
said as the three of them sat eating dinner.

Devyn picked up on something in the tone of Joe's voice. He felt a small
knot form in his stomach. "Um, it sounds serious."

"It is," Joe said. "The decision is totally yours. There won't be any
problem either way you decide."

"You are starting to worry me," Devyn said, beginning to lose his appetite.

"I was considering talking to an attorney about adopting Travis," Joe
began. "I would like to make him legally my kid so I never have to worry
about what his grandparents might do."

"That sounds like a good idea," Devyn said. It would be great if Travis
became legally Joe's kid. Joe already had custody but that was only thanks
to a little payback to Judge Green from Devyn.

"I also thought that, um," Joe said, looking nervously down at the food and
then back up at Devyn. "That I would, if you wanted me to, um, adopt you."

Devyn was surprised. He had never considered this. He was going to be 17
soon. He did not think he had to worry about anyone removing him from Joe
at least not for awfully long. The second he turned 18 he would be back
home. Devyn realized as he sat there processing it all that he considered
this place home.

"It is fine if you don't want me to do it," Joe added quickly, trying to
read Devyn's face. "I mean you will be 18 in a little over a year so it is
kind of not..."

"I love you," Devyn said, cutting Joe off. "When did you decide all of
this?"

"The other day when we met with the social workers," Joe said. "I know that
I have guardianship and all but making it legal just felt right to me."

"To me too," Devyn said. "I, I just really don't know what to say."

"You and Travis would really be brothers then," Joe said.

"We already are as far as I am concerned," Devyn said. "I don't need a
piece of paper for that."

"Then I'll talk to a lawyer and see what we need to do," Joe said.

"Thanks Joe," Devyn said, holding back tears. "I don't know..."

"Me either kid," Joe said. They then set about explaining it all to Travis
who was worried because the two had stopped signing and were looking sad.

Once Travis understood, he was excited that he and Devyn might really
become brothers. When Devyn explained that in every way that mattered, they
already were brothers, Travis agreed that they did not really need a silly
piece of paper to be brothers.

Devyn started doing the clean-up. "You cooked, you shouldn't do the
clean-up," Joe said.

"I don't mind," Devyn said. "Go play with Travis for a while."

Thanks," Joe said, and giving Devyn's shoulder a squeeze, he went to spend
some time with Travis.

Devyn had just finished cleaning up from dinner and was reading one of the
books for his English class when Joe came back downstairs. "You are doing
homework on a Friday night?"

"Just reading," Devyn said. "It is on the reading list for next week. I
thought I would get started on it. It actually isn't that bad."

Joe could not help but smile at the teenager. The change was sometimes
surprising from where the boy had been at this time last year. He watched
as Devyn brushed his long locks of hair back to return to his reading. "Do
you know this new sign Travis made up?"

Devyn watches as Joe makes the sign. "Yes, he was telling you about the kid
that puked at school." Devyn was laughing. "He must really like this new
kid. He's telling everyone about him."

"What is the kid's name?" Joe asked

"Seth," Devyn said.

"Seth." Joe repeated the name and tried to recreate Travis' sign. "I'm
never going to keep them straight."

"We are going to have to make a cheat-sheet or something," Devyn
agreed. The name was triggering that memory again. Devyn said the name
aloud again and the memory finally started floating to the surface of his
mind.

# # #

Devyn was more than just nervous as he was walking to the front door of the
exclusive hotel. He nervously said hi to the door man that was opening the
door. He awkwardly slipped the man a tip the way Tom had told him to.

"Be casual about it," Tom said. "You don't want it to seem obvious."

"Tip him for just opening the door?" Devyn asked, looking at Tom as he was
dressing for the appointment.

"Yes, be good to the staff." Tom's eyes were sliding all over the
half-dressed youth. He could not believe how lucky he had been to find a
gem like this kid. The innocent face, the slender build, the firm round
ass, and those seductive eyes. The boy was going to be a busy young
man. The clients were going to be wanting him often. "If you get into
trouble with a customer, you might need them. If you treat them right, then
they will help you out should you need it."

Devyn hesitated as he was zipping up the snug pants. He looked into Tom's
eyes. Now he was worried about this appointment. "What, what do you mean,
need their help?"

"When meeting a customer for the first time, you just never know what is
going to happen." Tom could see the worry on the boy's face. Damn this kid
was naive. It was a wonder Tom had even needed to use any of the special
persuasion on him. "Don't worry about this guy. I've done business with him
before. Not like this but he is going to be simply fine. I'll let you know
when to be extra cautious."

"Tom," Devyn said, his voice trembling a bit. "I'm not sure about doing
this. I mean it makes me feel..."

"Sexy as hell," Tom said, talking over Devyn. "That is how it should make
you feel. Sexy as hell and damn desirable. You are a natural at this. You
should not let your natural talents go to waste."

Once again Tom had put any reservations that Devyn had to rest. So, Devyn
found himself at the hotel slipping the doorman a tip. He hoped he would
get smoother with practice at that. The door man gave him a reassuring
smile. "You have a good day young man," he said.

"Um, yes, um, you too," Devyn stammered out. He was feeling alone and
scared as he made his way to the bank of elevators. He half expected
someone to ask him what he was doing here but no one stopped him. No one
questioned him.

Devyn stepped into the elevator with a couple of other people. He felt like
he was on display. The shirt and pants were fitting tight to his lean
body. He tried not to think about what was about to happen.

The elevator stopped on his floor and Devyn stepped from the elevator. He
moved slowly down the wide hall looking at the room numbers. He found the
one Tom had told him and paused. He needed to relax. He wondered if what
Tom gave him was going to kick in soon.

Reaching into his pocket, Devyn removed the key card that Tom had given
him. He was reaching for the lock but his hand was shaking. He fumbled with
the key card and then heard the lock click. He took a deep breath before
pushing the door open. Slowly he stepped into the hotel suite. He wanted to
turn and run. He wanted to turn back time. He wanted to go back to the time
when all he had to think about was school and when he and Brent might be
able to have some alone time. `If only we could have slipped off to hotels
like this. We would have never been caught,' he thought as he was closing
the door.

Tom had told Devyn that it was natural to be nervous the first few
times. He had told him this would get easier in time. "You do not need to
know to do everything. These guys will like that you are inexperienced. The
more innocent you are, the more they will eat you up." Devyn guessed Tom
knew what he was talking about. It had gone fine with that old man that had
wanted Devyn to call him Uncle Henry. Since this was only the second time,
he was expected to be nervous.

"Well, well," the male voice said. "You must be Devyn."

Devyn nervously ran his tongue across his lips. The man was large. He was
over six feet tall. His shoulders were broad. He was not exactly fat but he
was not skinny either. The man was younger than Henry Green. His eyes were
green and his hair dark brown with some gray on the sides. "Yes Sir."
Devyn's voice shook a bit.

"You are definitely more than I was expecting," he said.

"Um, is that, um, good?" Devyn's voice cracked. He had to get control. The
guy was going to end up tossing him out.

"Oh, it is definitely good," he said, moving towards Devyn. "You are such a
beautiful boy. Just how old are you son?"

"I'm 12," Devyn lied. He was just repeating what Tom had told him to say if
asked. "almost 13." Devyn added at the skeptical look.

Stepping closer to Devyn the man was reaching out. He touched Devyn's
smooth cheek. "As smooth as a baby's bottom," he said. "I think I actually
believe you."

Devyn knew he looked younger than he was. He tried to act it as well. He
understood that it worked better for Tom if the men thought they were
getting the age they were expecting.

The man ran his thumb over Devyn's lips. He then tilted Devyn's face up and
looked into Devyn's soft chocolate eyes. "Your eyes are amazing."

"Thank you, Sir," Devyn managed to say.

"Oh, and so polite," he said.

The man released Devyn's face and slowly moved to the sitting area. He sat
down and was closely watching Devyn. His eyes were taking in the tight
slacks that hugged Devyn's firm round ass. He was also taking note of the
boy's basket in the front. The skin tight shirt emphasized Devyn's lean
teenage build. Picking up a tumbler the man took a drink while watching
Devyn.

Devyn was not sure exactly what he should do. He felt as though the man was
analyzing him. He wondered if he should walk over there and join the man on
the sofa.

"Come on over here son," he said.

Devyn went to where the man was sitting. He stopped just within reach of
the man. He did not know if he should sit on the sofa next to the man or
maybe in one of the other chairs.

"You are nervous, aren't you?" he asked.

"Um, I, um guess," Devyn said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Well relax son," he said after taking another drink. "My name's Seth."

"It, um, is nice to meet you Seth." Devyn ran his tongue nervously across
his lips.

"Come a little closer boy," Seth said.

Devyn took another couple steps towards the man. Reaching out Seth guided
Devyn between his legs. "You are one fine boy."

Devyn felt his face blush a bit at the compliment. "Thanks."

Seth ran his hands up the outside of Devyn's legs. He could feel the soft
fabric of Devyn's tight-fitting slacks. He then moved them around to cup
each of Devyn's small melons. He squeezed the boy's butt. "You got a hot
ass. Has anyone ever told you that before?"

Devyn felt his ears burning. He knew his face must be red. "Um, no sir."

"Oh, don't be embarrassed son," Seth said, squeezing Devyn's ass
again. "Having an ass like this can get you places."

Devyn did not know how to respond to the comment. He just shyly kept his
eyes down. He noticed the man had a sizable bulge in the dress pants he was
wearing.

"Looks like you are getting a little excited son," he said and cupped
Devyn's equipment. He lightly rubbed Devyn's basket through the
pants. "These pants might be a little snug if you get too excited here."
Seth gave Devyn's basket another squeeze.

Devyn let out a soft moan. It felt kind of good having the man massaging
him through his pants. Devyn could feel sensations shoot through his
teenage equipment. He could feel the pants getting tighter and tighter as
his cock started growing.

"Son, I think you are a little too overdressed," Seth said. His fingers
were already setting to work unbuttoning Devyn's shirt. In only a moment he
was pushing the shirt open revealing Devyn's smooth chest. His fingers
began gliding across the soft skin and circling around one of Devyn's
nipples.

Devyn could feel his body responding to Seth's touch. He could feel his
nipple growing erect as the man's fingers were growing closer and closer to
it.

"Your skin is so soft and smooth," Seth said as his fingers were closing on
Devyn's nipple. "Your little nipple is getting excited." Seth's fingers
were rubbing across Devyn's left nipple. He took the nub between thumb and
forefinger and pinches it.

"Ah," Devyn gasps as the man is teasing his nipple.

"You like that don't you son," Seth said. "I bet you will like this too."
Leaning in, Seth licks Devyn's left nipple. He begins sucking on Devyn's
chest, licking the smooth skin between Devyn's nipples. His hand moves down
from Devyn's chest, to cup Devyn's teenage basket.

Devyn closes his eyes, feeling strange at how excited this is making
him. The tight pants are even tighter now that his teenage equipment has
started expanding inside the soft fabric.

"Yes, I do think you like this," Seth said, massaging Devyn through his
pants. "I think it is time for these to come off. What do you think?"

"Um, I, um, guess so." Devyn's voice is shy as he answers the man.

Seth's fingers quickly open the front of Devyn's pants. He slides his hand
inside, feeling the teenage package through the cotton underwear. "You are
a big boy here."

Devyn feels his face growing warm. He is not sure if it is excitement or
embarrassment. The man's hand feels good as he rubs his erection. He can
feel himself beginning to leak. Brent had always told him he made a lot of
pre-cum.

Seth pushes down Devyn's pants. His hands sliding over the smooth skin of
Devyn's legs. He does not feel a hair on the boy's soft skin. "You are so
smooth, son."

"Is that, um, good?" Devyn asks. He is feeling so warm now. He cannot stop
his body from responding to the man's caresses.

Seth's hands are rubbing up and down the outside of Devyn's legs. He then
moves them to the inside. He fondles Devyn through the white cotton
briefs. "Are you smooth here too?"

Devyn gasps as the man squeezes him. It feels so good and part of him is
telling him it is wrong. He just is not sure what he should be feeling. He
only knows he kind of likes the attention. "Um, yes," Devyn's voice is soft
and he feels his face burning.

"Let's get these clothes all the way off." Seth finishes removing Devyn's
shirt. He then helps the teenager take off his shoes and the snug pants. He
leans back, looking at the boy standing in front of him in nothing but
white socks and white briefs. He is still stunned that this fantasy is
coming true. This is worth every dollar he had paid. Seth's hand is
massaging his cock through his pants while his eyes are drinking in the
sight of the boy before him. His eyes are sliding over Devyn's smooth skin
down to the snug fitting white briefs. He looks at the teenager's basket
wanting to see and touch every inch of the boy's body.  "Turn around son."

Devyn turns his back to the man. He reaches down, adjusting his erect cock
into a more comfortable position inside the white briefs. He had told Tom
they were too small but Tom had insisted. Devyn jumps as he feels the man's
hand cupping his ass. He feels him starting to squeeze each of his cheeks.

"You got a hot little ass." Seth leans in and kisses Devyn's back. His
hands rubbing Devyn's butt through the boy's briefs.

"Thanks," Devyn mumbles.

"I bet it is totally smooth like the rest of you," Seth lowers the back of
Devyn's briefs, revealing the boy's firm butt with not a single hair on
it. "Yes, just like a baby's bottom.

Devyn's teenage cock is leaking even more pre-cum into his underwear. He is
growing more and more excited by the moment. He has never felt like this
before. He can feel the man's rough hands exploring his butt. He feels him
pulling his cheeks apart. He feels him rubbing his thumb up and down the
crack of his ass.

Seth pulls Devyn's underwear back up. He looks at the snug briefs
again. The white fabric is snug on the boy's hot little ass. Seth can feel
his own underwear growing wet with his excitement. His cock needs to be
freed from the fabric cage. "Turn back around son."

Devyn turns, facing the man. Seth is sitting there watching him
intently. He is leaning back against the back of the couch. His legs are
spread and he is massaging the large bulge in his pants.

Seth's eyes travel over the teenager's body. He looks again at the white
briefs with the damp spot. "Looks like you made a mess in those undies."

Devyn blushes red. "I, um, am sorry."

"Don't be sorry son." Seth runs his tongue across his lips. "It shows you
are growing up." Seth takes his hand from his cock. Reaching for Devyn he
rubs the front of the boy's briefs. He can feel the dampness. "I think we
better just take these off." Hooking his fingers into Devyn's underwear, he
lowers them down. He watches the smooth skin of Devyn's crotch come into
view. He pulls them down further freeing Devyn's teenage erection. The
boner springs free from the underwear and is finally able to stick straight
out from Devyn's body now that it is no longer restrained by the teenager's
underwear.

"You are a smooth boy." Seth is cupping Devyn's balls and exploring the
boy's sack with his fingers. "I don't see a hair down here." Seth is
watching as pre-cum is forming on Devyn's teenage cock. He cannot resist
smearing that drop of boy juice around the head. He cannot resist this sexy
kid.

Devyn gasps in pleasure as the man is fondling him. His teenage cock
jumping and twitching as the man is rubbing the head. Devyn can feel him
smearing the pre-cum around.

Seth pushes Devyn's underwear down to the boy's feet. "Step out of them."

Devyn does as he was told. He is naked now except for his socks. He is
naked but Seth is still fully dressed. Devyn feels a bit exposed. He has
only been like this once before. It is hard to believe that was only a
couple of days ago.

"You are big for your age." Seth is slowly stroking Devyn's cock. He
watches as more teenage dew is forming on the head. Leaning in, he swipes
his tongue over it tasting Devyn's juice for the first time.

"Ahahah!" Devyn moans in pleasure. "Ohoh!"

"Oh, you like that huh?" Seth is smiling up at the teenager.

"Yes," Devyn answers honestly.

"I think you are going to like a lot of what we do together." Seth runs his
tongue through Devyn's piss slit, tasting the boy's teenage pre-cum. He
sucks it in, swallowing it down.

Devyn gasps again. It feels so good. In some ways, it is even better than
when Brent was sucking him. Seth is more sure of his movements. His tongue
is more confident as it licks the shaft and head. He probes the piss slit
and Brent had not done it like that.

Pushing Devyn's cock up towards the boy's belly, Seth sets to work on
Devyn's balls. His tongue is licking all over that smooth sack. He sucks
one of them into his mouth and then he sucks on the other egg.

Devyn's cock is producing even more pre-cum as Seth is licking his
balls. He is enjoying the man's talented tongue bath. His body is sending
surges of pleasure up and down his spine.

"You are a tasty boy." Seth has pulled off Devyn's cock and is looking into
Devyn's brown eyes. He is amazed at the golden specks that seem to be
glowing with the teenager's lust. "Turn around again for me."

Devyn does as he is told. He turns his back to the man sitting on the
sofa. Devyn's knees are against the coffee table. He reaches down giving
his wet cock a couple of strokes. Tom told him to be sure and not cum
before the man had told him to. He is so excited that he knows it will not
take much to send him over the edge.

"Mmm, that is one beautiful ass". Seth is rubbing himself as he is looking
upon Devyn's smooth butt. "Do me a favor son. Get on that coffee table on
your hands and knees."

Devyn looks at the piece of furniture. He pushes the contents to one side
and then hesitantly climbs onto the table. "Like this?" Devyn's voice
trembles a bit. He hopes that he does not end up damaging the table.

"Yeah, just like that." Seth has unbuttoned his shirt. His fingers teasing
his nipple and his other hand rubbing his cock. His eyes are glued to the
bare ass in front of him.

Devyn is unsure of what is going to happen next. He seems to be in the
position for a long time before he hears Seth move. He looks back over his
shoulder and see's Seth sitting there staring at his ass and rubbing his
cock. The man's shirt is open now and he has a scattering of hair across
his chest.

"Oh, you are just adorable son." Reaching out Seth grasps the coffee table
and pulls it towards the sofa.

Devyn is surprised by the movement and almost loses his balance as he is
being dragged towards the sofa. He moves his hands further apart to
stabilize his position. This lowers his head and shoulders pushing his ass
up into the air.

Seth gets the table as close as he can to the sofa and then reaches for the
hot butt in front of him. Each of his large hands closes on one of Devyn's
cheeks. He squeezes them and his thumbs rub the crack. Leaning in, he
begins sampling that smooth butt. His tongue starts at the top of Devyn's
crack and works its way down to Devyn's hole. He flicks his tongue over
that tight teenage pucker. Then he goes past the hole licking down as far
as he can.  "Ohohoh!" Devyn's gasps in surprise at the wet contact of the
man's tongue on his hole. He feels a surge of pleasure from that brief
contact. He hopes the man will spend more time there.

"You like that son?" Seth asked after licking back up to the top of Devyn's
crack.

"Yes," Devyn said. He is breathing hard and his cock is dripping with his
teenage juice. It is starting to drip from his cock and down onto the
tabletop.

"You want me to do it some more?" Seth is looking right at Devyn's little
pucker as he is speaking. He watches that little star wink at him as Devyn
shifts slightly on the table.

"Um, yes, please," Devyn answers.

"You're a horny boy, aren't you?" Using his hands Seth parts Devyn's
cheeks, a little more. He looks at that tight little boy hole waiting for
the boy to answer.

"Um, I, um, guess so." Devyn is not sure how to really answer the man. But
he decides that he must have given the correct response as Seth starts
licking up and down his crack again. Then Seth's tongue is back licking his
pucker. He felt the tip working him over and Devyn moans in pleasure. He
wants so much to stroke his cock while Seth is tonguing his hole. He wants
so much to jerk off but is resisting.

Using his thumbs Seth is pulling Devyn's teenage hole open. He flicks his
tongue over that hole. Then he begins forcing his tongue into the boy. He
can taste the boy's freshly cleaned hole. Under the freshly cleaned taste,
Seth can also taste the boy's teenage anal funk.

"Oh yes," Devyn moans. He cannot believe how good it feels. He can feel his
tight pucker opening to the man's tongue. He can feel his anal muscle
relaxing and allowing Seth to probe inside. Devyn had never known that
having a tongue probing his ass would feel so good. He had no idea what
kind of pleasure that would generate.

"You are a horny one." Seth is looking at Devyn's hole. The little pucker
has dilated a bit. He rubs his thumb over the wet opening. He reaches down
to his pants and quickly releases his cock. He takes some of his pre-cum
and rubs it on Devyn's hole. He then pushes his pre-cum coated finger into
the boy.

"Ahahaha!" Devyn moans at the sudden penetration. He feels the pain of
having his sphincter muscle stretched by the man's finger.

"Oh yeah you really like that don't you." Seth pushes his finger in
deeper. He twists his hand to the left and then to the right.

"Urge!" Devyn grunts as the man forces the finger in deeper and deeper.

"Come on son, admit it. You like having this boy hole opened up." Seth is
pushing his finger in and out of Devyn's tight hole.

Devyn feels some discomfort at the invading digit but it is not as bad as
it was at first. He can remember the discomfort that he had experienced
when Brent had pushed inside. He can remember the pain from `Uncle' Henry
just a couple days ago. Devyn understands the answer the man wants. "Yes. I
like it."

"Yeah, a horny boy like you likes having their hole played with." Seth
pulls his finger out and looks at the stretched hole. He leans back in and
begins probing the boy hole with his tongue.

"Ahahah!" Devyn is enjoying the man's tongue more than the invading
finger. He wonders just how deep the guy can push that tongue.

Seth cannot seem to get enough of eating Devyn's teenage hole. His tongue
pushes in deeper. He slurps up the spit and anal juices as he is probing
that boy hole.

Devyn is pushing his butt back to try and get more of Seth's tongue inside
him. He is liking this more than what he had done with Henry Green. This
guy is more attractive and in better shape. The man is still old enough to
be Devyn's father but he is younger than Henry.

Seth pulls his tongue from Devyn's butt. He rubs the opening with his thumb
and then pushes it into the boy. He hears the boy moan and begins twisting
his hand left and right. He can feel those tight anal muscles squeezing his
thumb. The sphincter is tight around the base of the invading member. He
knows just how good this hole is going to feel around his cock.

"Oh shit," Devyn breathes resting his head on his forearms. He wishes the
man would put his tongue back in there but the finger is feeling better
than it did earlier. Devyn feels Seth pulling the thumb from his butt. Then
it is quickly replaced with a longer finger. He feels that finger hit
something inside him and it is as though a volt of electricity was sent
from his butt up his spine and into his brain. "AhAH!"

"Oh yeah boy I know you like that." Seth adds a second finger stretching
that tight boy hole a little more. He is stroking his thick cock with his
free hand. He is not going to be able to wait much longer to plunge into
this kid.

Devyn grunts loudly at the new invading digits. He can feel his anal ring
being stretched more than before. He closes his eyes, gritting his teeth
through the new wave of discomfort. He knows eventually it will feel better

Seth adds a third finger to Devyn's hole. He hears the boy moaning and
grins as he finger fucks the boy on the table. His finger twisting left and
right as he forces them in and out of the tight hole. Each time he is
pushing into the boy the kid moans. "yeah, you're going to like my cock
son. It's thicker than these fingers."

`Oh shit,' Devyn thinks as he is grimacing at the invading fingers. He
hopes it is not much thicker than the fingers that are being forced into
him. He hopes that the man is not much bigger than Brent, Tom, or Judge
Green. So far those are the only cocks that have been inside him.

"You've got one sweet ass son," Seth said. He pulls his fingers from
Devyn's hole. He looks at the stretched hole and knows the boy is ready for
the cock to be pushed into him. Seth stands up and pushes his pants and
underwear down. His thick meat is engorged. The cut cock head is purple
with the man's lust for the boy before him. Reaching beside Devyn he picks
up the tube of lubricant that he had placed on the table before Devyn had
arrived. He adds a generous amount to his cock and slicks it up. He gets
into position behind the boy. He is looking down at the smooth ass of the
teenage boy before him. He runs his tongue over his lips as he is stroking
his cock.

Devyn looks back at the man. He is watching as the man is slicking up his
cock. The guy is bigger than both Brent and Henry but not as long as Tom
but thicker. Henry had been roughly the same size as Brent. Devyn knew this
was going to hurt. He is hoping the man used a lot of that lubrication.

Seth's eyes meet Devyn's. There is something special about this kid. He
smiles at the boy. "You ready son? You ready for my Daddy cock to fuck your
boy hole?"

Devyn swallows. He was trying to push down his trepidation at what was
about to happen. He was looking at the man's large cock glistening with the
lubrication and the head leaking pre-cum. Devyn's tongue was flicking
across his lips as he was watching the man's cock.

"Come on boy," Seth said and rubbed one of Devyn's cheeks. Seth's other
hand was holding the base of his cock ready to guide it into Devyn. "Just
tell me. I can see it in your eyes. All you need to do is say it."

"Yes," Devyn croaked out. He cleared his throat. "Yes, I'm ready for it."

"Ready for what?" Seth asked, moving his cock closer to Devyn's smooth
butt.

"Ready for your, um, your Daddy cock," Devyn said.

"That's my boy." Seth pressed his slicked-up cock against Devyn's tight
pucker.

Devyn felt the slippery head of Seth's cock against him. He felt the fat
head kissing his stretched hole. He hoped that Seth had loosened that hole
up enough with the finger fucking.

Seth seemed to pause there, with his cock against Devyn's anal ring. Devyn
took a deep breath. He felt the pressure as the man began to force the head
into him. He felt the anal ring stretching. He felt the pain of the man's
cock invading his tight hole.

"Oh, you are a tight boy," Seth grunted and pushed harder.

Devyn moaned with the pain as the fat cock head popped inside him. He hoped
the man would give him a minute but that was not happening. Seth was
pushing the cock deeper into Devyn. Devyn could only moan with the pain of
the penetration. He gritted his teeth as the cock was sliding deeper inside
him.

"Oh yeah, you like that cock don't you boy." Seth pushed more of his cock
into the teenager. He was not going to stop until he had it all inside the
kid's ass.

Devyn was taking deep breaths trying to fight through the pain of having
his ass invaded. He could feel that large cock going deeper. He was
relieved when he felt the man's pubic hair against his smooth cheeks. He
knew at least the whole cock was inside him now.

"You are liking that cock son?" Seth asked, as he was rubbing Devyn's back
and sides. He was letting his cock rest there for a moment. He knew the boy
liked having every inch of it inside him.

Devyn let out the breath that he had not realized he had been
holding. "Yes, um, yes sir."

"That's my boy." Seth slowly pulled his cock back. He let it almost pop
from the boy's hold but stopped just short of it coming out.

Devyn could breathe a little easier as the cock was sliding out of him. He
tried getting his anal muscles to relax. He knew that soon, the man was
going to thrust it back inside.

"Ready son." Seth did not wait for an answer. He thrust his cock back into
Devyn. This time harder and fast. He could hear the boy moaning as he was
going deep inside the kid.

Devyn grunted and felt the cock deep inside again. It was not as bad as the
first time. He must be getting a little used to it being inside.

"That Daddy cock feels good in there doesn't it son." Seth was already
pulling back and before Devyn could answer he was thrusting back inside.

"Yes," Devyn managed to say between moans of pain.

"Yeah, you horny boys always like getting fucked by a big cock, don't you
son..." Seth was grunting as he was forcing his cock in and out of Devyn.

Devyn bit his lower lip as the man was thrusting harder and faster into
him. He could feel the whole table starting to move as the man was
thrusting. He was gripping the edge of the table, his knuckles turning
white.

"Oh yeah son!" Seth's voice was getting louder. He was holding Devyn's
narrow hips as he began pounding the teenager even harder. His big cum
filled balls swinging as he was thrusting.

In and out Devyn felt the cock moving. It was a little easier now. It was
not hurting as much. He could relax a little bit. His teenage cock had
softened but now was growing back to a full erection. He could feel the
sweat running down his back as he was taking the pounding.

Seth paused momentarily to rip off his shirt. His body was covered in a
layer of sweat. His chest hair was a little dark from the sweat. He ran his
large hands over Devyn's sides, feeling the boy's smooth skin, before
continuing to pound away at the boy's ass. His cock was a blur as he thrust
in and out of the tight boy hole. He was growing closer and closer to his
climax.

Devyn was moaning louder now too. He was feeling things coming from his
insides that he had not experienced before. He wondered how long the man
could go on fucking him. Devyn's cock was once again dripping with the
teenager's juices. Reaching under himself Devyn began stroking his cock. He
could already feel the cum beginning to churn in his teenage balls.

"Yeah, boy play with your dick. Play with that boy cock while I fuck your
boy ass." Seth was gripping Devyn even harder now. The table had slid from
the place near the sofa across the room coming to rest against the cabinet
that held the television.

Devyn had to be careful to not have his head banging against the cabinet
that was in front of him. He was pushing back against the man's thrusting
hips. He could feel the need to cum growing.

Seth's balls began pulling up. The man was not going to be able to hold
back his climax. He could feel the cock inside the teenager swelling. His
orgasm swept through him. He cried out as he began spraying Devyn's insides
with cum.

Devyn felt the cock grow. He felt it begin erupting. It was sending shot
after shot of the man's seed into his guts.

Seth drives his cock in deeper than before. He holds Devyn tight as his cum
is squirting deep into the teenager. The wave of pleasure surging through
his body.

Devyn feels the last of the cum shooting from Seth into him. He feels the
man's grip on him finally start to loosen. Then Seth leans forward, almost
smashing Devyn as he rests on top of the teenager.

"Fuck boy," Seth breathes into Devyn's ear. "What a fucking ass you got."

Devyn does not know what to say. He just rests there with Seth on top of
him and Seth's cock slowly softening and slipping from his stretched hole.

After long minutes, the man moves off Devyn. "Did you cum son?"

"No sir," Devyn said. His body is sore and still covered in a layer of
sweat.

"Roll onto your back." Seth moves back giving Devyn the space he needs to
move to his back.

Devyn does as instructed, staying on the coffee table and moving onto his
back. He can feel the wetness against his back where his pre-cum had
dripped down onto the table. He can also feel the man's load oozing from
his hole. His teenage cock is rock hard, jutting up from his smooth crotch.

Seth take's Devyn's legs and lifts them up spreading them so Devyn can
easily reach his teenage cock. "Go on and jerk your cock son."

Reaching Devyn takes hold of his cock and begins stroking. He knows it will
not take long to reach his climax. He pumps it and rubs the head smearing
around his pre-cum.

Seth moves and lowers his head to lick Devyn's smooth balls. Then he pulls
the boy's butt just past the edge of the table and pushes the legs back
further. His tongue begins swiping at Devyn's leaking hole.

"Oh ah!" Devyn moans as Seth begins eating his hole.

Seth sucks at Devyn's hole. He licks up the cum and ass juices. He pushes
his tongue in, deeper and deeper. His tongue is easily penetrating the
teenager's well fucked hole.

"Oh yes!" Devyn moans in pleasure.

Seth replaces his tongue with a finger. It slips into the lubed-up hole
effortlessly. He moves it around in there. He is watching as Devyn is
masturbating. He sees the boy close his eyes. He knows the kid is close to
reaching his climax. Seth is moving his finger around and finds the boy's
button. He rubs it.

Devyn's eyes pop open wide as the pleasure is shooting through his body. He
cries louder than before as his cock erupts, sending the teenage juice up
onto his smooth chest. The first squirt hitting his chin, then neck then
chest.

"Yeah son, shoot that juice." Seth is watching the boy shooting his
load. He watches, as the strands of cum fire from the teenage cock onto
Devyn's smooth skin.

"Ah," Devyn sighs as the last of his load leaves his cock. He rides the
waves of pleasure until his climax subsides.

Seth is looking down at the kid with the ropes of cum on his smooth
skin. He smiles. "I think we will be seeing much more of each other. Maybe
you will be able to bring a friend with you. Or maybe I'll bring a friend
to try out your hot ass."

# # #

"You alright?" Joe asked. He had seen some sort of emotion pass across
Devyn's face. He thought he saw some hurt there.

Devyn shook the memory away. "Yes."

"Where did you go?" Joe was concerned he had seen the storm of emotions
pass across Devyn's face.

"The new kid in Travis' class. The name brought back a, um, memory." Devyn
had relived the whole experience in a matter of moments.

"Seth?" Joe could see some distress on Devyn's face.

"Yes, I, um, knew a guy with that name." Devyn said, hanging his head
down. He was looking at the book he had been reading.

Joe slid his arm around Devyn's shoulders. When the teenager did not look
up to meet his eyes he squatted down next to Devyn's chair. "I'm guessing
from your face that it was one of the guys Tom introduced you to."

"Yeah," Devyn said, his voice soft.

"So, it was a painful memory." Joe's voice was soft and empathetic. He
could tell Devyn felt troubled by the memory.

"He wasn't horrible or anything," Devyn said, still not looking at Joe. "He
was the second one. I mean the second time I did that, um, for Tom. I was
so stupid. I was so..."

"Devyn, Stop it!" Joe's voice was a little louder and more forceful
now. "Do not beat yourself up over that. You did what you needed to at the
time."

"Did I need to do it?" Devyn said and looked into Joe's eyes. "Or did I do
it because I enjoyed it? Am I nothing but a cock slut?"

"You are not." Joe's voice was firm.

"What if I enjoyed it?" Devyn asked. "What if I wanted it?"

"So, what if you did?" Joe asked. "It just means you enjoy having
sex. There is nothing wrong with enjoying it. Hell, I enjoy it. Ethan
definitely enjoys it. We are programmed to enjoy sex. There is nothing
wrong with it."

"But I was getting paid for it," Devyn said. "I was a whore." Devyn had
never really gotten any of the money he had earned. Tom had taken care of
all the money. It was just more evidence in Devyn's mind how stupid he had
been.

"Nothing wrong with that either," Joe said. Devyn had changed into shorts
before fixing dinner. Joe can feel the teenager's smooth skin as he is
giving Devyn's knee a reassuring squeeze. His hand is resting there on
Devyn's tan skin as he tries to come up with the correct words. "When I was
a teenager, I got paid by neighbors for putting up hay or sorting cattle."

"But that's work," Devyn said in protest.

"So is what you were doing," Joe said. He gave Devyn's knee another
squeeze. "You provided a service like I did. There is nothing wrong with
you or what you did."

"You wouldn't have done it," Devyn said. "It makes me..."

"It doesn't make you anything," Joe said, cutting off Devyn's words. "It
just gives you a different perspective than some people."

"But..." Devyn was cut off again before he could fully form the thought.

"No buts," Joe said. "I know what you are. You are a good friend. You are a
wonderful brother. You are honest and responsible. Stop trying to find a
reason to punish yourself for the past."

"You don't see anything wrong with what I did?" Devyn was now looking right
into Joe's loving blue eyes.

"No," Joe said honestly. "I see what Tom did was wrong. He used you. He
used your innocence to take advantage of you. He used you for his own
selfish needs. That is wrong. What you did was not."

"So even if I, um, might have, um, enjoyed some of the stuff..."

"Like I said," Joe said interrupting Devyn, "we are programmed to enjoy
sex. I do and so does every other teenage boy I've ever known."

"I guess," Devyn said.

"No matter what you did in the past, I love you." Joe stands back up. He
grips Devyn's shoulder, giving it a squeeze. "You have more compassion and
ethics than most people. You did what you needed to take care of
yourself. Not only yourself but also to protect Todd. How much of yourself
did you sacrifice to make sure Tom did not abuse him?"

"I just could not let Tom use Todd like he was me." Devyn reaches up and
puts his hand on Joe's, which is still on his shoulder.

Leaning down, Joe kisses Devyn's forehead. "That is why we love you so
much. Me, Travis, and your Grandma. We see that man."

"Thanks," Devyn said, feeling a little better. "I guess I should go up to
bed. I need to do a little yard work in the morning before Sam and Charlie
get here."

Joe steps back letting Devyn get up. "I do not want you to dwell on
this. You did nothing wrong back then."

"I just did stuff that most people wouldn't do," Devyn said.

"Most people might have done worse if put into your situation," Joe said.

"You wouldn't have done it," Devyn said looking at Joe and then down.

"Who said I wouldn't," Joe said. "Who said I never did something similar?"

Devyn's eyes looked up from the floor to find Joe's. He wanted to see if
Joe was just telling him something to make him feel better.

"We all do what we must to survive," Joe said.

"Did you?" Devyn's eyes were looking into Joe's.

"Would it change how you felt about me if I did?" Joe asked.

No," Devyn said honestly. He knew he would love Joe just as much.

"Just like your past does not now and will never change how I feel about
you," Joe said.

Devyn took the two steps to Joe. He put his arms around the man and hugged
him tight. He felt Joe's arms slide around him and return the hug. "I love
you." Devyn rested his head against Joe, feeling safe and loved in the
man's strong arms.

"I love you too." Joe kisses the top of Devyn's head. "Now stop beating
yourself up."

"I'll try," Devyn said. "It is just when these memories surface, I, um,
get..." Devyn's voice trails off as he is not sure how to put it into
words.

"You start doubting the person you have become?" Joe held the teenager
tight, hoping to reassure him that despite his past, he was most definitely
loved.

"Something like that," Devyn said. "I just wish these memories would stay
buried."

"I think when they surface, that is your mind telling you that you are
strong enough to deal with them." Joe looks down into Devyn's brown
eyes. He studies the golden flecks there that are reflecting the kitchen
light.

"It is strange how easy it was for me to block out some of them," Devyn
said he was resting there in Joe's embrace. He never felt as safe anywhere
else as he did when those strong arms were around him.

"I think that might be partially due to whatever combination of stuff Tom
was giving you," Joe said. "Since you don't know, it is hard to determine
what all of the side effects might have been."

"True," Devyn said. "So, you think it is good to remember painful stuff?"

Joe thought for a moment before answering. He wished he knew the right
words to help the teenager. "We grow and learn from our past. Even the most
painful moments help us become who we are now. It is alright to remember
and process but not to dwell or beat yourself up over the past. Just learn
from it."

"Even the memories of me, um, having sex." Devyn was not sure what he could
learn from those memories. The only thing he knew for sure was that he had
learned how to be a good cocksucker. He also learned how to take a cock in
just about every position imaginable.

"Even from those," Joe said softly. "Didn't you learn what kind of stuff
you enjoyed?"

"Well yeah," Devyn said, shrugging his shoulders.

"And didn't you learn what it was like to be mistreated as a sex partner?"
Joe's voice was still soft and empathetic as he was trying to talk Devyn
through the painful memory.

"Yeah, I know how not to treat someone." Devyn was sure of that. He knew
what went too far. Of course, some guys might be into it but that was
something that he, and whomever, would need to work out ahead of time.

"Sounds like they will make you one compassionate lover," Joe said.

"I never thought about that," Devyn said. "Maybe there is a plan after
all." Devyn knew he had said that to Dean after getting Henry Green to
overturn the custody decision and put Travis back with Joe. Devyn had seen
the joy on Travis' face that night when he and Dean had picked him up. He
had also seen the love in Joe's eyes for Travis when they had brought him
home to Joe.

Devyn knew that being able to do that one thing, being able to reunite Joe
and Travis, made his months of prostitution worth it. He would do it all
over again if it meant keeping Joe and Travis together. He would do
anything to keep his family together.

`Time to get a grip,' Devyn told himself. He knew he needed to grow up and
stop being a baby about the past. He was sixteen and he was standing here
almost crying on Joe's shoulder over a bad memory. `What kind of pussy are
you?' Aloud he said, "Sorry Joe."

"For what?" Joe asked.

"Acting like a damn baby." Devyn started to pull away but Joe's arms were
like steel and they were not letting him go. "I'm fucking sixteen and I'm
standing here practically crying over a damn bad memory." Devyn tried to
break Joe's grip again but he did not even budge the man.

"There is no shame in crying," Joe said. "There is also no shame in needing
a hug. We all need them from time to time."

Devyn looked up into Joe's eyes. "Even you?" His lips curved up into an
ironic smile.

"Yes, even me." Joe answered honestly.

"So, who hugs you when you need it?" Devyn askes.

"Isn't that obvious?" Joe said.

"Well of course Ethan," Devyn said.

"Yeah, Ethan but also you." Joe was studying Devyn's face. "You were there
when Hannah died. You held me that day and several times after that. You
were a rock for me." Joe's eyes glistened in the kitchen lights as he was
looking down at Devyn. "That was the confirmation of how much of a good man
you had become."

"I didn't do anything but..."

"Stop that," Joe said. "You were there. You were there to hold me up. I
even suspect that somehow you got Dean to do something about Travis and the
custody case."

"I didn't..."

"I don't need to know," Joe said, cutting Devyn off. "I know enough."

"I'll just say I love you and I love Travis." Devyn hugged Joe tight for a
minute longer.

"I love you too." Their eyes meet again and Joe leans down and kisses Devyn
quickly on the lips. He releases Devyn after the brief kiss. "You had
better get to bed. You have got to get that yard work done before you get
to go camping tomorrow."

"Right," Devyn agrees. "Um, thanks again for, um being my..." Devyn is not
sure what word to use. Nothing seems to fit Joe. He was more than a friend;
he was more than a big brother and he was better than Devyn's own Dad. "for
being my Batman."

Joe's lips curve up into a smile. "Get to bed Boy Wonder." Joe playfully
slaps Devyn's teenage butt as he heads towards the living room and Devyn
heads towards the stairs.

He pauses momentarily listening to the footsteps. Then he reaches down and
adjusts his semi-erect cock. He hoped his excitement had not been noticed.

# # #

Devyn was up early the next morning. His mind was still filled with the
memory from last night. He felt even closer to Joe. He wondered just what
Joe had done after leaving home. He quickly dressed and went downstairs. He
only paused to fix coffee and then headed out to get the mower out. He was
going to get as much done while it was early and cooler. He got the mower
ready and then went back in for his coffee.

"Damn you are up early," Joe commented as Devyn came back through the door.

"I got to get the yard work done before Charlie and Sam get here." Devyn
poured coffee into a cup and sipped the hot beverage.

"You are excited about spending time with them." Joe could see it on the
teenager's face.

"It's going to be fun," Devyn said. "Sam's a good friend and
Charlie...might be more but is also a good friend."

"You know you and Charlie are not going to be able to hide a relationship
from Sam for too long." Joe knew that Charlie wanted to not be out, but
hiding something from your best friend was hard. Joe knew that all too
well. He had hidden his being gay from Lee for a while. It was so much
easier once he told Lee. It made their friendship stronger because there
was no big secret separating them.

"I know, but Charlie needs time. I can understand not wanting people to
know." Devyn knew from his experience with his parents how badly things
could go. Maybe if he had told them instead of them finding him and Brent
having sex it would have been easier for his parents to come to terms with
him being gay. "I think Sam will be alright with it. He's been a standup
guy with me."

"His Mom did a good job raising him," Joe said.

"Well, I had better get to mowing." Devyn put down his coffee cup. "I think
the sun is high enough to have burned off most of the dew."

"I'll be out to help you in a few," Joe said.

"Thanks Batman." Devyn kind of liked the term for Joe. He hoped Joe
understood all the emotions that came with it.

# # #

Charlie's dad drove Charlie and Sam out to Devyn's early Saturday
afternoon. "This is going to be fun guys," Sam said. "We have never done
anything with just the three of us."

"I think it will be," Charlie said.

Joe was watching the boys talking and laughing as they were getting their
camping gear ready to go. He liked seeing Devyn relaxing and having fun
that did not involve drinking or drugs. He knew the boy had come so far
from where he was this time last year. "Hi guys," Joe greeted, coming up
from the barn to the house. "It looks like you got everything there but the
kitchen sink."

"Hi Joe," Charlie said. "Is Ethan coming over?"

"He has to work," Joe said.

Shooting Charlie, a look, Sam asked, "Who's Ethan?"

"Ethan is Joe's boyfriend," Devyn answered. "I was just telling Charlie
about him in study hall yesterday. I said he might be here."

"Oh," Sam said.

Devyn shot Charlie a look. "Be more careful," Devyn tried to say with his
eyes.

Charlie hung his head a bit. He had known his stupid mouth would get him
into trouble. He bit his lower lip telling himself to be more careful. "Um,
so are we ready to get started?" he asked, grabbing his backpack and
sleeping bag.

"Since the pond is in the pasture and the bull is acting a little mean,"
Devyn said, grabbing up his own camping stuff, "I thought we would follow
the creak. Joe says there is a good camping spot not too far away."

"Awesome," Sam said, pulling his own gear into place on his back. "Let's
get started."

# # #

The three of them walked through the woods following the creek. It was a
little swollen from recent rains. The air in the woods was cooler than out
in the sun and there was a nice earthy smell.

"Wow did you see that fox," Sam said as something ran through the
underbrush.

"Cool," Charlie said.

The path they were following was a little overgrown. "I think if we do this
often," Sam said, pushing branches out of his face. "We should clear us a
real path back here."

"It would be cool to make this our hangout," Charlie said.

"If we get the path nicer and stuff," Sam said. "Maybe we can bring chicks
back here."

"Chicks?" Devyn said, his lips twitching.

"Yeah," Sam said. "It could be really romantic. Girls like that shit. Just
think how far they might go."

"Oh, you think they might be more receptive in the woods?" Charlie asked.

"Definitely," Sam said. "The cool weather and the romantic night. They will
snuggle right up against you."

"They are going to snuggle right up against me?" Devyn asked. "Who do I
snuggle up against?"

Sam looked at Devyn funny and then saw the impish grin on his friend's
lips. "Well, I, um, guess you would bring a guy."

"Hey," Charlie said. "I think that is it." He was glad to have a reason to
interrupt Sam being stupid.

The boys were panting and sweating as they walked up to the rusty
lean-to. "This is kind of cool," Charlie said, setting down his pack.

"I'm glad it is cooler here," Sam said, dropping his pack and sleeping bag
to the ground. He peeled off his shirt exposing his toned chest with the
blonde peach fuzz. The cool air was making his eraser sized nipples
harden. He took in a deep breath of the cooler air. "That was more of a
hike than I thought it would be."

"It was harder than I thought it would be," Charlie said. "I think I would
have rather dealt with the bull."

Sam looked at Devyn. "About what I was saying," he began, "I mean about
bringing a girl back here. I, um, am sorry about that." Looking down, Sam
studied the leaf covered ground.

"No problem," Devyn said. "It would be an alright place to bring a
girl...if you can find one that likes to hike."

"It would be cool with me if you brought a guy." Sam was still looking at
the ground. "You know so we could all, um, have someone to snuggle
against."

"Right." Devyn was impressed with how accepting Sam was being. He could see
that Sam was truly trying to be a friend. "I would probably have a better
chance finding a guy that likes to hike than you will finding a girl that
would hike back here."

"Well, if we clear the path better it will make it easier," Sam said. "We
could even improve this shelter. Maybe make it into a real cabin."

"Maybe we could do that," Devyn said looking at the lean-to with the rusty
tin roof and log sides.

"That would be cool," Charlie said.

"It is really nice here," Sam said. "Let's gather some wood for a fire. It
looks like someone used to build a fire in those rocks."

They gathered up dead branches and built a small fire. "We can roast the
hotdogs over this and marshmallows."

The three talked about school. Sam talked about the girls he was interested
in dating. The list was quite long. After he finished, he turned to
Devyn. "So, who are you interested in dating?"

"Why you Sam," Devyn said.

"Um, me?" Sam said, feeling his face growing warm.

"Yeah," Devyn said. "You're so cute. You got a nice bod there." Devyn
indicated Sam's bare chest. "And you are sweet to me."

"I, um, I..." Charlie started laughing uncontrollably, cutting off Sam's
words.

"You jerk," Sam said glaring at Devyn. "You're screwing with me."

"Just a little," Devyn said. "It was too easy not to pass it up."

"Ok, Ok," Sam said. "Keep laughing Chuckles," Sam told Charlie. You will
get yours."

"Seriously," Sam said. "Is there anyone in school for you?"

"There are a couple cute guys," Devyn said.

"But no one is gay," Sam said, feeling a little sad for his friend.

"Well, no one is openly gay," Devyn said. "There are a couple of guys that
might be."

"Really?" Sam asked.

"Sure," Devyn said. "Odds are there are more than just me."

"But you aren't going to tell me," Sam said.

"No," Devyn said. "I don't want to out anyone."

"You know I'm not going to talk," Sam said.

"I do trust you," Devyn said. "But it is their decision and not mine. Plus,
I could be wrong about them."

"You are just like Joe," Sam said. "Honorable."

"I think that is the biggest compliment you could give me." Devyn's lips
quirked up into a smile.

"You know my mom went to school with him," Sam said.

"I didn't know that," Devyn said. "Joe doesn't talk much about his school
days. I think coming out for him was hard."

"Mom told me they dated," Sam said. "She said he was the nicest guy she
ever dated. Something happened when they were seniors in school that she
doesn't talk about. Do you know anything?"

"No," Devyn said. "Joe doesn't tell me much about his past." Devyn also
realized that he never asked that much about Joe's past. He never asked
about Joe's father and coming out. He felt like an ass for not being more
interested in Joe's past. He only had that one event of Joe almost ending
his life by the pond. He had certainly talked to Joe enough about the stuff
he had done with Tom, Brent and growing up. Devyn wondered if that event
was when Joe was a senior. Devyn thought Joe had told him he was younger
than that. Devyn realized that if he had not been wrapped up in his own
self-pity, he might have gotten more details from Joe. He might have been
able to get Joe to open more. Devyn silently vowed to be more supportive
for the older man.

"Mom respects Joe more than just about anyone else," Sam said. "I have
heard her defend Joe before. That prick Mr. Tanner talked shit once and Mom
went off."

"Sam's mom kind of speaks her mind," Charlie told Devyn. "She doesn't give
a shit who hears, or what they think."

"I like her already," Devyn said.

"You will have to come over," Sam said. "Maybe spend the night...and that
is not a proposition. Just a night of buds being buds."

"Dude," Charlie said. "That sounds even more gay."

"I mean just hanging out," Sam said. "Watching movies and eating pizza."

"Sounds good," Devyn said. Devyn kept glancing at Charlie and wanted to be
here alone with him. But he was also enjoying joking around with Sam. It
was cool how easy-going Sam was. How he was accepting of the gay stuff and
even joking around about it. Devyn knew he could not ask for a better
couple of best friends.

"I gotta take care of some business," Sam said. "Be back in a couple."

Sam moved off into the woods. Devyn reached over and squeezed Charlie's
shoulder. "I am glad we did this."

"Me too," Charlie said. Charlie then dropped his voice to barely a whisper
and added, "but I want more alone time with you."

"We have time for that," Devyn said. Of course, Devyn had been thinking the
same thing. Sam was great but being able to touch Charlie and kiss Charlie
would be even better.

"I kind of like how secluded this place is," Charlie said. "We could slip
off here and do just about anything."

"Yeah," Devyn said. "Of course, you know we can do anything at my
house. Joe is not going to mind."

"I guess that is true," Charlie said. "We don't have to hide around Joe."

"Nope," Devyn said. He really enjoyed the freedom of being able to be
himself. He did not have to worry about Joe kicking him out. He knew that
there was little he could do that would change how Joe felt about
him. Knowing that Joe wanted to legally adopt him made him feel all that
more secure. Having that sort of support was like the best safety net in
the world. "Of course, don't start screaming like a girl or anything."

"Shut up!" Charlie cried.

"Yeah, like that," Devyn said laughing.

"What are you two doing?" Sam was just coming back from taking his leak to
rejoin his buddies. "Why was Charlie screaming like a girl?"

Devyn could not stop his laughter. He was practically rolling on the
ground.

"So not funny," Charlie said.  But Devyn could not stop laughing. "Oh, you
want something to laugh about." Charlie jumped on Devyn trying to find all
of Devyn's ticklish spots.

Soon Sam joined in and they were both tickling Devyn and holding him
down. All three of them were laughing and rolling around on the
ground. Finally, exhausted and panting they stopped. Sam was pinned under
Devyn who had Charlie straddling his back. Devyn was trying to push Charlie
off but was only rubbing himself against Sam.

"This isn't really what I had in mind for this camping trip," Sam said, his
voice laced with sarcasm.

"Sorry," Devyn muttered.

Charlie slid off Devyn and Devyn rolled off Sam. The three sat there
panting. "We should do this more often," Sam said.

"Yeah," Devyn said.

They talked long into the night. Devyn learned more about Sam and
Charlie. It was cool that they had been friends for so long. Each one of
them took turns telling all their embarrassing moments.

"What about you?" Sam asked. "We have been baring our soles to you, but we
aren't getting the Devyn Roberts Story."

"I don't know if hearing who used to suck their thumb and who cried the
first day of school is baring your soul," Devyn said.

"Oh, but it is more than we are getting about you," Sam said.

"There really is not that much to know about me." Devyn was trying to keep
his past behind him. Of course, Charlie and Sam were his best friends so it
only made sense that they would want to know more about him.

"We know you hung out with losers for a while," Sam said. "I'm not sure
why. You are a good guy. Why would you start hanging with Dewayne and
Terry? It is beyond me."

"I guess that I wasn't that bright," Devyn said.

"Was it just trying to hide your being gay?" Sam asked.

"Sam," Charlie started. "Don't pressure him."

"It's alright." Devyn decided it was better to share some of himself with
Sam and Charlie. If he and Charlie were going to have a relationship, then
Charlie deserved to know more. "If we're friends, then you should know more
about me. Of course, you already know the big thing. I'm gay and for a
while, I guess I did not like myself very much. I thought that I wasn't
worth much because of being gay. I thought no one would care about
me. After my parents kicked me out, I thought that no one else would want
me."

The shock showing on his face Sam said, "They what?"

"Yeah, I know there were a lot of rumors from a messy divorce to my parents
being killed somehow but the truth is they kicked me out for being gay."

"Shit dude," Sam said. "I am sorry. Did you just decide to tell them?"

"Not exactly," Devyn said and shot a look over at Charlie. "I, um, had a
boyfriend and they, um, caught us together." Devyn was glad that it was
dark now and in the fire light they could not see him well enough to see
all the emotions flashing across his face.

"Shit," Charlie said. "That, um, had to be hard."

"It was rough for a while." Devyn could still remember the feeling of loss
and hopelessness. He had been clinging to his feelings for Brent and the
feelings he thought Brent returned. He had been holding on to his and
Brent's love for each other, until that day when Brent had shut the door on
him.

"That is crazy," Sam said. "I mean how your folks reacted. I may drive my
mom crazy but she would never kick me out."

"That is good," Devyn said. "I'm glad you have that sort of support. I have
that now with Joe."

"What did you do when they kicked you out?" Sam asked.

"I was homeless for a while." Devyn could still remember walking all over
town trying to figure out what he should do. "I spent a night in the park
and then started sleeping at school." Devyn explained about sneaking into
the storage room after the last class and hiding until the school was
empty. "It was kind of creepy with no one around."

"It had to be really lonely." Charlie wanted to reach over and hug
Devyn. He wanted to tell him he was sorry for having to go through all of
that. Charlie glanced at Sam. He was wondering if now was the time. Should
he come out to Sam right now? He opened his mouth but could not come up
with the words.

"That sucks." Sam felt bad for Devyn. "What about your boyfriend?" You
couldn't stay with him?"

"His parents were not any more understanding than mine," Devyn said. "He
turned his back on me. That kind of hurt more than anything else."

Charlie and Sam could hear the pain in Devyn's voice. It made them both
sympathetic towards their friend. "Well, we won't do that." Sam's voice was
firm.

"Right," Charlie agreed.

"Thanks guys." Devyn said.

"So just how did you end up with Joe?" Sam asked.

"Geez Sam," Charlie complained. "You don't have to interrogate him."

Devyn chuckled. It was nice to have Charlie trying to protect him. "It's
alright. I had been kicked out of my safe place in the high school and
Joe's sister found me." Devyn did not volunteer any information about Tom
or the kind of work he had been doing. He might need to tell Charlie that
sometime but not now. "She decided I was worth saving."

"Of course, she did," Sam said, his voice forceful. "You are a great guy."

"You are," Charlie agreed. "I have seen you with Travis. I have seen you
with Julie trying to help her with math. You should be a saint for
that. That girl has no room for numbers in her head."

"Plus, you saved my butt last year with that science project," Sam
added. "Not to mention all the work you did on our history project."

"That isn't anything special," Devyn said. "That is just what friends do."

"No, there is more there," Sam said.

"Anyway," Charlie said. "It is clear that Joe's sister saw you for the
awesome guy you are."

"Thanks," Devyn said. He was glad in the dark the guys could not see his
red face.

"So, Joe's sister got Joe to take you in," Sam said.

"Yes," Devyn said. "I was still messed up. Hell, in the beginning I didn't
even know Joe was gay. I didn't understand why he would want me. I was just
this dumb gay kid."

"Don't say that," Sam said. "You were just overwhelmed with everything."

"I guess." Devyn was shrugging his shoulders and watching the fire. He was
realizing that he no longer felt like that confused kid that Joe had taken
in last summer. He felt almost like a different person.

"So why did you start hanging out with Dewayne and Terry?" Sam was still
curious about that.

"At first I thought they might be gay," Devyn said honestly. "They were
always together and they kind of reached out to me. It is hard being a new
kid in a small school."

"I'm sorry we did not make more of an effort in the beginning." Charlie
felt bad for not reaching out to Devyn. He had been attracted to him from
the start and maybe that was why he had held back.

"Yeah, we need to be better about that in the future," Sam said.

"I quickly realized they were not gay but by then we were kind of friends."
Devyn could remember the desire to fit in with someone. "Since I did not
like myself, the beer and pot helped me forget."

 "So, I guess all the rumors about the beer and drugs at those parties are
true?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, they are all probably true," Devyn said. "Thanks to the beer and pot
I was getting messed up. I really thought...well, I thought I was already
broken so drinking and smoking let me forget."

"Damn," Sam said.

"So, there you go," Devyn said. "There is part of the Devyn story. He is a
screwed-up guy so be careful."

"Stop that shit," Sam said.

"Yeah," Charlie said. "You don't get to talk about my friend like that.

"So, when you were with Dewayne and Terry hanging out," Sam started. "You
were with Mindy?"

"Yeah," Devyn said.

"Did you and Mindy...I mean did you?" Sam asked.

"Yes," Devyn said.

"So, are you sure you are gay?" Sam asked. "I mean, was Mindy your first?"

"Honestly no, she wasn't," Devyn said.

"Damn," Sam said. "The gay guy has been with more chicks than me."

"How many have you been with?" Devyn asked.

"None," Charlie answered for him.

"Shut up!" Sam said. In a more normal tone he asked, "Are you really gay?"

"Yes," Devyn said. "I am gay. I'm not bi but gay."

"See this is the thing," Sam said. "I don't get it. I couldn't be with a
guy, but you can be with girls. If you are gay, how can you do that?
Doesn't the thought turn you off?"

"I was trying to deny myself when I was with my girlfriend," Devyn
explained. "When I was with Mindy...well I was drunk and trying to fit in
with the group."

"You will never fully understand," Charlie said. "It sounds like it is
something you have to go through to understand."

"I guess," Sam said. "At least you figured it all out."

"I did, with help from Joe," Devyn said. "I don't know where I would be
without him." Devyn knew that he would probably be in jail, some sort of
juvenile home ... or dead.

They rolled out their sleeping bags and lay down. They continued to talk
about school, girls, and teachers. Devyn listened and eventually drifted
off to sleep.

# # #

Devyn woke up when something moved and pressed against him. He hesitantly
slid an arm from his sleeping bag. He felt the furry back of an animal. It
shifted and in the dim light from the moon he could see the dog's head. The
warm tongue slid across his face. "Barkley, I'm glad you could join us."
Devyn began to scratch Barkley's ear. "You made it all the way out here,"
Devyn said softly. The dog had never fully recovered from the gunshot. He
managed to get around despite a limp.

Devyn drifted off to sleep thinking about another dog that had curled up
with him. He hoped that dog had found a good home. Devyn could remember how
comforting the stray's presence had been, curled up with him inside the
sleeping bag under the tree in the park.

Devyn woke up early, listening to the birds starting the morning song. The
sun was just starting to break through the trees. He could still hear Sam
and Charlie. He wondered which one of them was snoring. Devyn began
scratching Barkley's ear. "Oh, you like that don't you." The dog let out
another low moan as if in answer to Devyn's question.

"I hope you aren't doing what I think you are doing." From where Sam was,
all he could see was Devyn's sleeping bag moving.

"I had a friend show up during the night," Devyn said. With a little
coaxing he got Barkly to raise his head so Sam could see the dog. "He likes
having his ears scratched."

"Good, I'm glad that is all you were doing," Sam said.

"You aren't right." Devyn knew Sam had been teasing him and he was glad
that Sam was comfortable enough to joke like that.

They took their time waking up. Each of them took their turn walking into
the woods to take care of some morning business.

"Next time we should plan this for a longer weekend," Sam said as they
began packing up their camp in the late morning. "We could go fishing and
hiking and everything."

"That would be fun," Charlie said.

Devyn could not help but think back to the hiking trip with Brent. It had
been so much fun with their two families. "If I had known it was going to
almost destroy my life," Devyn thought, "would I have still gone?" He
decided he would have. The time with Brent was special and, in the end, it
had led him to Joe and Travis.

Devyn had not explored much of the woods. He had been all over the pasture
ground and the fields but not in the woods. He kind of liked the peace and
quiet. It was so different from where he came from.

The three of them ended up getting soaked from the waist down as they tried
crossing the creek. It was late afternoon before the three of them made
their way back to the house. They were wet, muddy, and laughing as they
were climbing the hill to the house.

Travis darted from the house to meet them. He started rapidly
signing. "What's he saying?" Sam asked.

"He wants to go with us next time," Devyn said.

"That would be ok," Sam said.

"Hi boys," Joe said as they entered the kitchen. "Glad to see you are all
safe and sound." Joe took in the muddy clothes, the smell of the creek and
woods on them. He also noticed that all three of them were smiling.

"Why wouldn't we be," Sam asked.

"It sounded like a pack of hyenas out there last night."

"Ha, ha," Sam said, not amused.


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