Date: Sat, 28 Mar 2020 14:48:20 -0500 From: Keith Yates Subject: Devyn's Struggle V2 05 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. The story is the property of the author and should not be reposted or reproduced without the author's written consent. Some of you will recognize this story. It was removed from Nifty in January 2020. It was still a work in process so I decided to make a few revisions to it. Hopefully you will find them positive changes. I hope everyone is enjoying the new version of Devyn's Struggle. I have only gotten a little feedback and it has all been positive. I'm going to try and keep posting these first chapters frequently. Please keep reading and stay home. Let's bend the curve. I look forward to hearing your thoughts on this new version. Let me know if you think I am heading in a good direction for this story. You can also check out the companion story to this called Brent's Struggle. The two stories may end up crossing paths again in the future. I will have to see where things go. You can e-mail me at keith.96@att.net with your feedback. Please help keep Nifty going by donating to the awesome service. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Devyn's Struggle V2 Chapter 5 Joe thought it was good for Devyn to talk about his relationship with Brent. He could tell the boy had some emotions there that he had not yet resolved. "That trip sounds like it was the start to a new level of your and Brent's relationship," Joe said. "It was," Devyn said. He looked over at the man. He found it hard to believe that he could talk to Joe this easily. Things were a little awkward that next morning," Devyn said. "I was worried that I might have ruined our friendship." The boys were awakened by a pounding on the door. A man's loud voice was shouting for them to wake up and get a move on. It took Devyn and Brent a while to realize they were curled up together. Their warm naked bodies were intertwined. The only thing separating them was the thin cotton of each other's underwear. Once they realized where exactly they were and that someone could come through the door any moment they sprung apart. "Um, yeah, um Dad we are we are up," Devyn said. Frank opened the door and stuck his head into the room. He looked from one boy to the other. They were pulling on clothes and looked a bit guilty. Frank assumed the guilty look was from sleeping in. Both were good kids, so he just told them to get a move on it and left them. They stuffed their clothes into their respective bags. Each boy hiding the damp cum stained underwear deep inside the backpacks wrapped up in other dirty clothes. "Um Devyn, about last night," Brent began. His words trailed off as he was not sure what to say. He had definitely enjoyed what the two had done last night but he wasn't sure how Devyn felt about it. What if this changed their entire relationship. He felt a bit guilty for what they had done. "was it wrong?" he wondered. "Yeah," Devyn said pushing his hair back from his eyes as he looked at Brent. "I um, well, it just felt really good and I um..." Brent trailed off feeling his face turning red and the heat climbing up his neck. Devyn smiled and thought for the first time how cute his friend was. He had always known Brent was a good-looking guy, but now Devyn was looking at his friend in a whole new way. He could not help but wonder if Brent had enjoyed it as much as he had. Had Brent felt something deep inside like Devyn felt? "I, um, liked it," Devyn said shyly. "I, um, hope you did too. It, um, you didn't..." Devyn's words trailed off as he hoped that this wasn't going to change their friendship. Brent's face lit up and the blue eyes seemed to sparkle even more as he realized his friend was feeling the same way he was feeling. "No, um, I mean yes," Brent stammered trying to tell his friend what he was feeling when he wasn't sure himself. "I mean I enjoyed it too." Brent watched as Devyn swung the backpack onto his shoulders and then pushed that lock of hair back out of his eyes. He had never realized how damn cute Devyn was before. The guy should be doing those Calvin Kline ads. "Let's go before they think we went back to sleep or something," Devyn said moving towards the door. "It was a great trip, right?" Brent said as they started to leave the room. Devyn smiled his lips curved up into a half smile, "yeah, it was," he said. There was little doubt that the events of the weekend would change their friendship. The weekend had changed the bond that the two had formed to an entirely new level. They loaded the car up and took one last look around to make sure they had not forgotten anything. Then they started on the long drive home. They stopped at a pancake house and had a large breakfast. Brent and Devyn sitting side by side and just enjoying the new closeness they felt. It seemed what had happened the night before had formed a new bond. The next day it was back to school for Devyn and Brent and back to work for the adults. It seemed that things could not get any better for the two boys. Their feelings for each other just seemed to intensify with time and grow stronger. Right away they both wanted to repeat what had happened at the cabin, but it would be hard to do now that they were back home. They knew what they were doing was not exactly considered "normal" by their family, but they could not stop the feelings that had been found inside them. Devyn spent the upcoming weekend at Brent's house. They waited until late into the night to make sure that Brent's folks were sound asleep before Brent had Devyn climb into his bed. Devyn was only more than willing to leave his spot on the floor to get into bed with his friend. At Devyn's suggestion, they each removed their underwear before Devyn slid under the covers with Brent. They did not say much to each other. They spoke more with their bodies and their hands. There in the dark room under the covers, they slowly began exploring each other. Brent's hands found Devyn's solid young pectorals and ran a finger around one nipple and then trailing down over the smooth young skin to a patch of curly brown hair. Devyn copied his friend's exploration of his body. He ran his finger over the smooth skin and gently squeeze Brent's nipple and then slid it down until he found Brent's belly button. He darted his finger inside and then went down lower. Soon his fingers encountered a thatch of curly blond hair. Their hands seemed to close around each other's hardness at the exact same time. Each boy letting out a moan of pleasure at the contact. "You jack off, don't you?" Devyn asked breaking the silence. "Yeah," Brent admitted. "So then let's do each other," Devyn suggested as he squeezed Brent's hardness. So that was what they did there in Brent's bed. Each of them holding the others maleness in his fist and working it up and down Devyn felt Brent's grip around his male organ. He could feel the firm grip that started moving up and down his hard shaft. Devyn copied the movement on the hard flesh he held in his hand. He rubbed his thumb over the head of Brent's cock and heard his friend sigh in pleasure. The head of Brent's cock was like his own. It was covered with pre-cum. Devyn judged his friend to be about as long but maybe a little thicker than himself. It felt great holding Brent's erect dick. It felt even better having Brent's hand around his own erection. Having someone else touch him there was the best sexual feeling of Devyn's life thus far. It did not take long for each boy to reach the edge of orgasm and fall over the side into pleasure. After the waves of sensation had stopped and the boys recovered, they cleaned themselves up and slept their side by side. Brent set his alarm clock so they would wake up long before his parents and Devyn could return to his sleeping pallet. Whenever the boys spent the night together, they would find some way of bringing each other to orgasm. Sometimes it was jacking off, sometimes they repeated the grinding and thrusting that they had done in the cabin. Sometimes Devyn would be on top during the bump and grind sessions and sometimes Brent. Either way now that they were doing everything completely naked, they found it even more enjoyable. After several weeks had past and they had shot several loads in a variety of different ways, Devyn brought up a subject that they had both been avoiding. "Um, I want to ask you something," Devyn said his eyes not meeting Brent's, "but I am not sure how to really ask it other than to just do it." "Devyn, you can ask me anything man," Brent said. "Do you think we're gay?" Devyn asked keeping his eyes down and not meeting Brent's. Brent had half been expecting this subject to be brought up at some point. Neither of them had wanted to use the three-letter word, but it seemed that ignoring it would not make it go away. "You know I have thought quite a bit about it ever since...well ever since we started," Brent admitted. Brent could not bring himself to say the actual words, but he knew his friend knew exactly what he was talking about. "Then you have probably been giving it as much thought as I have?" Devyn said half as a statement and half as a question. "Yeah, I have," Brent said. "I have never been all that attracted to girls. I just always thought that it would come a little later when I was older." Brent felt his face growing warmer at the admission. "Yeah, me too," Devyn said. "I um, have checked guys out in the locker room at school, but I tried telling myself that was just curiosity." "Yeah, comparing yourself to others," Brent said understanding exactly. "I did that too." "Have you ever done anything with a girl?" Devyn asked still not meeting Brent's eyes. "Um, no not really," Brent said. "I mean other than like kid stuff." "Kids stuff?" Devyn asked. "Oh, you know some touching and stuff," Brent answered. "Ever kiss a girl," Devyn asked. "I mean really kiss?" "Um, not really," Brent answered. Devyn finally met Brent's gaze. Their eyes seemed to lock. Devyn moved closer to Brent as they sat there on his bed. He reached out and touched Brent's face. The communication was silent but they each knew what the other was thinking and wanting. Devyn leaned in and their lips met. Their teenage hormones took over and the kiss deepened becoming more demanding and intense. Devyn's tongue slipped passed Brent's lips and explored the blonde boy's oral cavity. Brent's arms wrapped around Devyn pulling the boy down atop him on the bed. The kiss broke with Brent's arms around Devyn and Devyn looking down into Brent's crystal-clear blue eyes. Devyn's tongue flicked over his lips as he looked at his friend. After a long minute his lips curved up as he said, "Do you think we are gay then?" Brent chuckled and said, "I think maybe we are, but I don't know. This doesn't feel wrong to me." "I don't think either of us act like some of those gay people they show on TV," Devyn said. "I mean we seem normal and this feels right to me too." Devyn moved off Brent allowing the other boy to sit up. "You know Brent; I don't want to be gay. I want to be like all the other guys at school..." Devyn's voice trailed off as he thought about what he wanted to convey to his friend. "Hell, I don't want to be gay either," Brent said sitting next to his friend. "But I don't want to stop doing what we have been doing," Devyn said his eyes not meeting Brent's. Brent reached out putting a hand on Devyn's shoulder. He could feel how tense Devyn was. This was not easy for either of them. Admitting to each other and to themselves that they were something most of the people they knew considered abnormal and wrong was not easy. "I don't want to stop either, but, but maybe we should." Devyn looked up and met Brent's eyes. The blue sparkled with the turmoil going on inside the teenager. "Shit, but why does this have to be so damn hard," Devyn said his voice full of the frustration he was feeling. "I think unless we want to be fags that we have to fight these feelings. We have got to stop doing what we have been doing." Brent's body language did not match the words. "I know you are right. I know. I just, I just like it so much," Devyn admitted both to Brent and to himself. "Well, maybe we need to find girls that we can, well you know. I mean maybe were not really gay," Brent said. "Maybe we are just horny teenagers?" Devyn said his lips quirking up into a forced smile. Devyn looked so damn cute when he did one of those half smiles. His eyes sparkled with golden flecks in the brown. "Well, maybe," Brent said. "I mean have you ever tried doing anything with a girl?" Brent asked looking into Devyn's eyes. "No," Devyn said. "Not really. It sounds like you might have more experience there." "I have done a lot more with you," Brent admitted. "And it felt a lot better with you," he thought but did not say it aloud. He did not want to admit that yet. If he said it then he knew he would be one stop closer to admitting where his true heart was. "So, then I guess we need to find a couple of girlfriends and see if that cures our...um...urges?" Devyn looked up to meet Brent's eyes. "Yeah," Brent agreed. The boys might have been able to stop doing anything physically, but they could not stop their minds from thinking about it. Both often thought about the other and the times they had spent together. They would both lay awake at night and think about touching, caressing and stroking the other. Then they would end up stroking themselves to climax fantasizing of each other. To take temptation out of there way, they stopped spending nights at each other's houses. They still hung out just as much, but they stopped the sleepovers. Devyn and Brent both actively began pursuing girls at school. They decided they had to be normal guys and were going to push out those gay urges they had been giving into. When Devyn was in the fifth grade, he had been told by another boy that Sue thought he was the cutest boy in school. Devyn had not forgotten this information. It had explained why sue often chased him on the blay ground. Now he thought maybe Sue would be someone he could date. Sue was also a very attractive girl. She had shoulder length blonde hair which framed a very pretty face. When she smiled her green eyes lit up and little dimples stood out in her cheeks. Her figure was somewhere between a girl and a young woman. It had developed a bit early and made her of great interest to all the boys. Well, all except for Devyn that is. Devyn did not know how he was going to exactly get things going with Sue, but he needed to find out if he could rid himself of the sexual interest he had for Brent. He started at his first opportunity by just talking casually to Sue between classes. The first conversation was short. Devyn had been very nervous and it had not helped that Sue's girlfriends were watching as he talked. He had also been aware of the giggles that had broken out when he had moved off. He caught up with Sue again the next day at lunch. She was trying to juggle a couple of books and her cafeteria tray. "Here, let me help you," Devyn had said taking the books and putting them under his arm while he held onto his own tray. Devyn had thought she would go to a table with the girls she was often giggling with, but instead she headed to one several tables away. "Join me for lunch Devyn?" She said her face blushing a bit. "Sure," he had said as he sat down. They talked of their classes and other kids at school and how annoying Mr. Myers was. They seemed to have several things in common. Devyn found himself enjoying their lunch together. As Devyn had been leaving the cafeteria, he saw Brent sitting alone at a table eating the last of his lunch. Devyn felt bad that his friend was eating alone. They always ate lunch together and Brent still did not know enough people to feel all that comfortable just jumping into a group. Devyn wondered if maybe Sue could get one of her giggling friends to approach Brent. Maybe if Brent was going out with one of Sues friends then they could do things together with the girls. Devyn liked that idea and was determined that it would work great. He would find a way to get Sue to get one of her friends. After all it wasn't like Devyn was wanting to fix Sue's giggling friends up with a slime ball. Brent was a great guy and damn hot. Although Devyn found himself liking Sue as a friend, he still fantasized about Brent. He would masturbate thinking of his friend. He would think it was Brent's hand wrapped around his erection and stroking it up and down. Devyn tried substituting Sue, but it never got him tingling like the thought of Brent did. Devyn told himself it would. Once he and sue had done something sexual he would be able to push Brent out of his mind and think of Sue while he jerked off. Devyn began having lunch with Sue on a regular basis and he began asking Brent to join them. He figured Sue needed to get to know Brent for her to be willing to fix him up with one of her friends. The three of them got along well and Sue even told Devyn that she thought Brent was maybe the second cutest boy in school. "Oh, and who is the cutest?" he had asked with his lips quirked up in his half smile. "Well, the cutest boy would definitely be the one that is my boyfriend," she said. "And who is your boyfriend?" Devyn asked grinning. "Well, my boyfriend," sue said her voice teasing, "is cute, with brown hair and the sexiest brown and gold bedroom eyes." Devyn felt his face begin to blush. He could feel his ears burn and the heat creep up from his neck. Sue broke out in giggles. "So, are we then?" he asked. "I would like to be," she said a little more seriously. "Me too," Devyn said. He leaned down and pressed his lips ever so lightly to hers. From that point on they were considered boyfriend and girlfriend and the giggles from Sue's friends seemed to get even more frequent whenever he was around them. Devyn and Sue had not done much outside of school except for some studying. He decided it was time that they go out on a formal date. He had saved up his money so he would have enough to take her for a bite to eat and maybe a movie. "I guess Mr. Kalahan was right," Devyn thought as he counted his money. "I was going to need this to take out a girl." "Oh, Devyn I would like to, but I made plans to go see that new tom Cruise movie with Tracy," Sue said when Devyn had asked her if she wanted to go out. Devyn thought this would be the perfect time to try and get Brent worked into the picture. "I wouldn't mind seeing that movie too. In fact, if I asked Brent, we could all four go. Maybe Tracy would like that? I am sure Brent would like to go." "Well, Tracy has said she thinks he is hot," Sue said thinking about it. "Well, you check with Tracy and I will check with Brent. We can just all hang out together." "Okay," Sue agreed. Brent was not as enthusiastic about the idea as Devyn. He thought Tracy was cute, but he felt strange about dating a girl and about hanging out with Devyn on a date after the things they had done together. "It's not really a date," Devyn had said. "It is just four friends going out together. Besides you like those tom cruise movies." Brent had agreed and the four of them met at the local hamburger place to eat before the movie. The night started a bit awkward. Brent and Tracy were shy with each other and it made Devyn and Sue work harder at keeping the conversation going. Once the other two got to know each other things went a bit more smoothly. In the theater, the girls sat together with Devyn next to sue and Brent sitting next to Tracy. During the movie, Devyn felt Sue take his hand and Devyn liked the feel of her soft skin, but he couldn't help but think of Brent sitting just two seats away. To try and get his mind off Brent, he leaned over and pressed his lips To Sue's. His tongue lightly brushing her lips until they opened. His tongue met Sue's and they kissed deeply for long moments. Brent glanced over and saw Devyn kissing Sue. He did not like seeing his friend making out with a girl. He did not like the idea of Devyn making out with anyone. Brent's mind flashed back to the kiss he and Devyn had shared in the bedroom. The feeling of Devyn's body on top of him and Devyn's lips on his. He could still feel the heat of the other boy's body in his memory. Brent found himself wishing it was him Devyn was kissing. He wished it was him sitting over next to the hot looking guy and having his friend's tongue pushing into his mouth like he was sure it was pushing into Sue's. Brent pulled his eyes back to the screen and then reached over and lightly took Tracy's hand in his own. He like the soft skin, but he still wished it was Devyn's hand he was holding. He leaned down and pressed his lips to Tracy's cheek. It was the lightest of Kisses, but Tracy was obviously interested in more. She turned her head so their lips could meet and they kissed just as passionately as Devyn and sue. Brent could not help but pretend that the person he was kissing was Devyn. The soft lips on the wet tongue touching his. He felt his erection pushing painfully at his jeans and wished he could have Devyn's hand around it stroking it and making it feel better. After several long minutes of making out, the four teens pulled themselves back together and watched the movie. There was no repeat of the hot kissing again during the movie, but Devyn and Sue continued to hold hands. "That was fun," Devyn said as he and Brent walked home after having walked the girls to their houses. "I guess so," Brent said. Brent's voice did not hold any enthusiasm. It was flat and unemotional. "Everything okay buddy," Devyn asked picking up on this friends less than happy mood. "Yeah, fine," Brent said taking a deep breath and letting it out. "Do you not like Tracy?" Devyn questioned. "Tracy is nice and pretty, but..." Brent's voice trailed off as he thought about the kissing in the theater and the person he had been thinking about as he was kissing Tracy. "But what?" Devyn asked. "Shit I can't say man...I...um..." Brent's voice trailed off again "Brent you can tell me anything," Devyn said. "When I was kissing her, I was, I was thinking of you," Brent finished hurriedly. "Oh!" Devyn said a little surprised but also pleased. "I am trying Devyn. Really, I am, but I still think of you a lot. I know I shouldn't. I know it is wrong and abnormal or whatever, but I can't help it. I can't seem to get you out of my head. I don't know if it is because we have done stuff or what." Brent's voice sounded so differently than normal. It was cracking and seemed to be fighting back some strong emotion. Devyn picked up on his friend's frustration. He felt many of the same things Brent felt. It was hard trying to go against your urges. "I know how you feel Brent," Devyn said. "I know. I feel like that too. It is hard for me to push you out of my mind. I...well, I think of you more than I should. I would say we should just stop hanging out together, but I am not strong enough for that." "That would kill me Devyn," Brent said. I couldn't stand not having you as a friend. Or having you to talk to like this. No one else understands me the way you do." They had reached the cal-de-sac and stood there at the corner back in the shadows. No one could see them as they stood in the cool night air under the old tree. "I feel the same way," Devyn said. "I think, I think we just have to work at it and give it time. I know soon these feelings will go away. We are guys and we are probably just horny." Devyn did not really believe his own words. "Do you really believe that?" Brent asked. "Yeah, don't you?" Devyn lied not wanting to confess his true feelings to Brent or himself. "Well, the thing is, do you think guys choose to be gay?" Brent said. "I mean don't you think they would be like everyone else if it was just a choice. Maybe we are as we are." "No, we are just horny," Devyn said. "That is all it is!" "Then, then why do I want to do this?" Brent said and stepped closer to Devyn. Brent was trembling as he brought his lips to Devyn's. His hand was shaking and He was scared. Brent knew someone could turn into the neighborhood and the car lights might illuminate them there in the shadows cast by the tree. He knew and he could not stop himself from taking this step. Devyn thought he felt sparks. He thought there was a surge of electricity that passed through him when Brent's lips touched his. He could not stop his natural response. He returned the kiss. His hand grasping Brent's as their lips enjoyed each other. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but for the two young men it was much longer. There was more emotion and passion in their short kiss than the long kiss the boys had shared with the girls at the theater. "I um, I um am sorry," Brent said stepping back. Brent's fair skin blushed a bright pink as he realized how much better that kiss had been than the one, he and Tracy had shared. Grabbing Brent's hand to prevent Brent from pulling away Devyn said, "It's okay." softly. While gripping Brent's hand, Devyn realized it felt so much better than Sue's. The hand was about the same size as his, the skin was rougher than Sue's and it felt right to be holding it. Somehow Brent's own maleness made Devyn feel more manly. "We had better get home," Devyn said releasing Brent's hand. They did not say another word as they walked. Each boy was thinking over the events and trying to figure out the hurricane of feelings swirling around inside them. Brent crossed the street as Devyn walked up the sidewalk to his own front door. He fished his key from his pocket and then inserted into the lock. He turned looking over at Brent's house and saw Brent looking back. Devyn smiled and then waved quickly before opening the door and disappearing inside. Brent went into his own house his body and mind still shaking with all the nights events. He did not know anything for sure, but he knew that he would like Devyn more than any girl. He knew that Devyn was the one he wanted to date and he did not know what he was going to do about it. "We just were not strong enough to deny our feelings," Devyn said. "There was nothing wrong with what you and Brent were feeling," Joe said. "they are normal feelings. The emotions you were exploring are normal." "You really believe that?" Devyn said not sure he had heard the man correctly. Devyn found it hard to believe that this small-town country guy could understand his feelings. "Growing up is hard for everyone," Joe said as he turned the truck down another two-lane highway. "you are going thru emotional and physical changes. It is never easy for anyone and then you add the gay factor to it. If you have been raised to believe that is wrong, then that makes the whole process more difficult." "You know I wasn't really raised to believe it wasn't wrong," Devyn said. "It just was never talked about." "It might have been better if it had been talked about," Joe said. "Maybe," Devyn said thinking as he watched them passing the field of soybeans. Copyright 2020 by Keith Yates (keith.96@att.net) all rights reserved.