Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2022 10:54:09 -0500
From: Keith Yates <keith.96@att.net>
Subject: Devyn's Struggle 50

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slightly behind the events taking place in Brent's Struggle. I allowed the
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Devyn's Struggle

       Chapter 50

       Devyn was glad to have his detention behind him. He was going to do
his best to stay out of Tanner's way. He did not want to get into any more
trouble and did not want to spend more time with the homophobic man.

Joe picked Devyn up after school and they went to pick out new cell
phones. Devyn was shocked by the prices of the phones. He had not expected
them to cost so much.

"You aren't paying for it, so stop worrying about it," Joe told him once he
realized why Devyn was hesitating.

The friendly female clerk offered to help Joe transfer his data from his
old phone to the new one. "Do you think your delicate fingers can work some
magic on this?" Joe produced his shattered old phone.

"Oh wow." She looked up at Joe. "You really did a number on it." She
fluttered her eyelashes at Joe. "I guess real men like you are rough on
phones."

"It does seem that me and technology do not mix well." Joe smiled at her as
she began to nervously play with her auburn hair.

"I could load the data onto the new phone if you backed it up?"

"Nope." Joe smiled back at her. "Old men like me just aren't that smart."

"Oh, you are not old." She reached out and touched Joe's muscular arm. "You
are in the prime of your life."

"I don't know about that."

"You definitely are." Her hand slid higher on Joe's arm. "Just look at how
hard these arms are."

"Um, about the phone," Devyn said, trying to interrupt the two. He was half
tempted to just remind Joe that the man had a boyfriend.

"Oh, did you find the one you wanted?" She turned her gaze to Devyn but
kept her hand on Joe.

It seemed to take forever for the two phones to get activated. Joe had his
old number transferred to the new phone. "I'm sorry that I won't be able to
load any of your contacts or pictures." She smiled at Joe again. "But I did
set this one up to automatically back up for you."

"Thanks," Joe said. "All this technology is over my head."

Devyn rolled his eyes at the two. He could not believe how the clerk was
flirting with Joe and how he was flirting back. Devyn did not know what had
gotten into Joe. He understood exactly why the clerk had her eyes set on
Joe. The man was probably making her wet with his friendly smile and those
blue bedroom eyes. It did not hurt any that the man was built like superman
and the faded jeans hugged Joe in all the right places.

# # #

"I am surprised you did not ask her out," Devyn said after they were back
in the truck.

"She's not my type."

"I was beginning to wonder if you remembered you had a boyfriend."

"I would not have forgotten Ethan."

"So why so much flirting?"

"She was having fun and it is always nice to be, um, found attractive."

"Oh, you are more than attractive." Devyn reached over and ran his hand
over Joe's bare forearm. "Oh, and these muscles. You are in your prime."

Joe laughed. "You are funny."

"You must work out." Devyn ran his hand higher on Joe's arm. "Oh, so
hard. You're one hot piece of beefsteak."

"She never said that."

"She was thinking it." Devyn removed his hand. He knew he could not go any
further with the teasing. It was sending blood surging into his teenage
equipment. He wondered, again, if there was something wrong with him. He
seemed to have an above average sex drive. It seems to be getting worse
these days. He was constantly having fantasies about Charlie, Lee, Ethan,
and Joe. He had to try and remind himself the only one that he should be
thinking of sexually was Charlie.

"Bottom line is that she was nice and helpful."

"Sure. It is too bad that you lost your contacts and voice mails."

"Those aren't that big a deal. I have the important ones written down at
home. I can add the others back as folks call me. The bad thing is the
pictures I lost."

"Right, all those pictures of your cows."

"There were some of you and Travis too."

"Any naughty pictures of Ethan?"

"None of your business."

"That means there was..." Devyn laughed when Joe kept silent. He looked
down at his phone and started adding some contacts to the new device.

# # #

Now that most of the kids had stopped giving Devyn a tough time, the
teenager was feeling a little more relaxed. There was only Dewayne, Ted and
Dale that were harassing him now. Occasionally a couple of Ted's football
jocks would join in on some name calling or rude gestures, but Devyn could
manage that. He felt better about everything now that he and Charlie had
moved to a new level of their relationship. He wished they could be more
open, but Devyn understood Charlie's hesitation. If Charlie's parents were
anything like Howard, then Charlie was going to have it rough when he
eventually came out to them. Of course, Devyn thought Charlie's mom seemed
fine with him being gay but he also figured it might be different when she
learned her own son was gay.

Keeping things cool at school was important. Devyn did not want Charlie to
be picked on like he was. He did not believe Charlie could handle being
called queer and fag. Devyn had been called worse. The names were nothing
compared to the humiliating acts Devyn had endured while working for
Tom. Those made queer and fag seem mild.

"I cannot understand some of this Algebra stuff," Julie was complaining
during lunch. "Can you help me with it?" she asked Devyn.

"Sure," Devyn said.

"Tonight?" she asked.

"I guess so," Devyn said. "After dinner?"

"Around 7 would be great," she said. "Will that work?"

"Sure," Devyn said.

# # #

Devyn had been given a pass to get out of Study Hall by Mr. Hanks. He was
on his way to the Ag Ed room to help the teacher when he heard someone say
"Faggot!" He glanced around and saw Dewayne, Dale, and Terry loitering
outside the restrooms. Unfortunately for Devyn, there was no one else in
the hall. The only classes on this end of the school were the AG room and
the shop class. "Yeah, you faggot."

Devyn ignored them and kept heading towards his class. He knew that Dale
and Dewayne were never going to be accepting. He still thought Terry might
be able to overcome Devyn being gay if it were not for Dewayne's
influence. Terry did seem to be hanging back right now. Devyn planned on
just ignoring them and was hoping they would do the same.

"Oh, come on faggot," Dewayne said. "Come back. We need you."

"Give it a rest," Terry said. "He aint..."

Dale cut off Terry's words. "Just shut the fuck up! That faggot has to get
his."

Devyn did not turn to look at them. He was relieved. He thought if they
were arguing between themselves, they would leave him alone. Then he felt a
hand grab him. "Where do you think you are going?" Dewayne asked spinning
Devyn around.

"Look Dewayne," Devyn said, backing up and pulling away from the other
boy. "You don't like me. I get it. I'll stay out of your way and you just
leave me alone."

"I don't think so," Dewayne said. "I still owe you for breaking my nose
with that pussy move of yours."

Devyn did not consider punching Dewayne and breaking his nose a pussy
move. He had simply lost his temper. Joe and Lee had not even been giving
him self-defense lessons then. "Yeah, I am sorry about that. I didn't mean
for your face to slam into my fist."

"Fuck you," Dewayne said and pushed Devyn back against the wall. "You are a
fucking pussy. You know it. How many times a day you get fucked up the
butt."

"Why are you so curious about that?" Devyn asked. "You wanting to find out
how it feels?"

"Fuck you!" Dewayne slammed his fist into Devyn's stomach.

Devyn grunted with the pain. He lashed out with a punch of his own. He was
rewarded with a grunt from Dewayne. He knew he had to get away from these
guys. Devyn knew if he were caught fighting again, that Tanner would make
life hell for him.

Devyn tried backing away but Dale was there blocking his path. Before Devyn
could move, Dale punched Devyn in the stomach. Devyn spun but grunted with
the pain of Dale's blow. He blocked the punch coming from Dewayne and
struck out with his foot hitting Dewayne in the stomach. He moved just in
time to get out of the way of Dale's fist. The boy's fist missed Devyn and
hitting the brick wall.

"Mother-fucker!" Dale was holding his fist in pain.

Devyn was relieved that Terry was holding back. He did not want to have to
fight all three of them.

Devyn started to back away but Dewayne surprised him. Dewayne's fist
slamming into Devyn's stomach and knocking the air from Devyn. He was
stunned for a moment and Dewayne pinned him against the wall. "You're going
down fag boy."

Dewayne was larger than Devyn and was using his heavier frame to pin Devyn
to the wall. Devyn brought his arms up forcing Dewayne back a bit. Devyn
just needed a bit more room and he would take Dewayne down. He might even
break Dewayne's nose again.

"What is going on here?" Mrs. Jones barked. Her voice froze the struggling
teenagers. Terry had already backed away and disappeared around the corner.

"Nothing," Dewayne said, backing away.

"It doesn't look like `nothing' to me," she said. "You two get to the
office."

Devyn was straightening up. "It... is, um, ok," he said between gasps. "I'm
fine."

"See he is fine," Dewayne said. "Just a little horsing around."

"Are you sure you are alright?" she asked Devyn.

"Yes," he said. "It was nothing. Just let them go." His eyes pleaded with
her. He knew that if she sent them to the office he would have to go as
well. He knew that Tanner would blame the fight on him and he would be the
one punished.

Mrs. Jones pursed her lips. She could see the pleading in those soft brown
eyes. "Then you two get to your class now."

"Yes," Dewayne and Dale said and hurried off. Devyn looked around but did
not see Terry anywhere. He wondered if Terry had taken off so he would not
get into trouble, or if it was so he would not be forced into doing
something he did not want to do.

Mrs. Jones watched Dale and Dewayne disappear around the corner. "They
should be punished for this." She was watching Devyn closely to make sure
he was not hurt. He had appeared to be able to hold his own against the
larger boys.

"The only one that pays is me," Devyn said, holding his side. "I'm fine."

She glanced at how he was holding his side. "Are you sure you are alright?"
Her voice was filled with her honest concern for the teenager.

"Yes Ma'am," he said. "I might have a bruise but that is it."

"Stay away from those boys," she said.

Devyn snorted. "I do try. It just doesn't seem to work for me."

Her lips curved up into a bit of a smile. "I am sure you do. Try harder and
if you need help, just ask me or Mr. Hanks."

"Thanks," Devyn said. "I'll do that."

# # #

"How was school?" Joe asked as Devyn and Travis came in.

"Fine," Devyn said. He was not going to tell Joe about the fight. He had
not been hurt and the bullying was just coming from Dewayne, Dale, and
Ted. Only occasionally would a couple of Ted and Dale's football buddies
join in on the name calling. None of them ever physically bullied him like
Dale and Ted.

 "You seem to be in a hurry tonight." Joe had noticed how quickly Devyn had
gone up stairs to get changed and to hurry out to do the chores.

"I've got plans after dinner," Devyn said. "That is, um, if you don't mind
if I use the truck.

"You are starting to put a lot of miles on my truck," Joe said looking at
the teenager. He had to admit the kid looked happy. Joe figured that Devyn
must have plans with Charlie. He was glad that life seemed to be coming
together for the teenager. The boy might have had it rough but it had
forged him into one standup guy.

"I know," Devyn said. "Julie needs help with Algebra."

"Oh," Joe said. "You aren't going to see Charlie?"

"Believe it or not," Devyn said. "I have a date with a genuine girl."

"I am going to have to have them take away your gay card," Joe said
teasing.

"What, from a big flamer like me?" Devyn asked.

"Flaming hot maybe," Joe said. "But I wouldn't call you a flamer."

"Um, thanks." Devyn felt his ears burn a bit at the compliment.

Devyn hurried through his chores. He might not be able to do them as fast
as Joe, but they were becoming second nature to him. He was watching the
calves fighting over the nipple. He pushed one of the bigger calves back to
let a smaller one get a turn. He never knew, until moving to the farm, how
relaxing working with cattle could be. This was never a life he would have
chosen. He remembers that conversation with Matt about college and becoming
an architect. Devyn had considered Matt's suggestion. He wanted to be more
like Matt. He wanted to be that kind of man. One that was comfortable in
his own skin. Now Devyn wanted to be like Joe but he was realizing that
they were similar. Both men were comfortable with who they were. Both men
had accepted their orientation. He guessed he was getting there too. He no
longer felt ashamed when he thought of himself as gay. He no longer felt
like he needed to hide it from everyone. He did not feel the need to shout
it from the rooftops, but he was not going to hide either.

# # #

"Don't worry about doing the cleanup," Joe told Devyn after dinner. "I can
take care of it."

"Thanks. I won't be too late."

Joe passed Devyn the keys to the truck. "If you don't mind, would you fill
it up." Joe also passed Devyn his credit card.

"Sure." Devyn slid the card into his pocket. Then he grabbed his books and
headed towards the door.


# # #

"Thanks so much Devyn," Julie said. "Math just isn't my thing."

"No, problem,," he said. As she was leading him into her house, she
introduced him to her folks.

"You know we don't see enough of Joe in town," her dad, James said.

"He is busy this time of year," Devyn said.

"Well try and drag him in sometime," James said.

"I will do that Sir," Devyn said.

Why can't Mr. Martin explain it like that?" Julie asked after they had been
working for about an hour. "It seems much easier when you explain it."

"Um, thanks," Devyn said. "I help Travis with his homework and I guess
translating it for him makes me think differently."

"I like it," Julie said. "Since you are as good as a tutor let me take you
out for ice cream," she offered.

"You don't have to do that," Devyn said.

"But I want to," she said.

"Daddy, we're going out for ice cream," Julie called.

"Now?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. "We won't be long."

"You really don't need to do this," Devyn said.

"I really want to," she said.

Devyn drove them the short distance to the ice cream stand. They bought
their cones and were sitting at the tables eating. "You know it is so
comfortable being with you," Julie said.

"Um, thanks." Devyn was glad Julie was comfortable with him. He genuinely
liked her. He just hoped she was not getting the wrong idea. He liked her
but he was not attracted to her.

"We need to find a nice guy for you." Julie was watching Devyn as she was
eating her ice cream cone.

"Um, we do?" Devyn guessed that answered his question about Julie possibly
getting the wrong idea about their relationship.

"Yeah," Julie said. "Is there anyone else in school that you think might be
gay?"

Devyn focused on his ice cream cone. "Um, I don't know."

"Can't you tell," Julie asked.

"Um, not really," Devyn said. "It isn't like we have a secret handshake or
anything."

"What about that new freshman? You know that boy that just moved here. He
missed the first few days of school."

"Um, you mean Larry?"

"Yes, that's his name. I can never remember it. Do you think he's cute?"

Devyn had only seen him around the halls. He did not have any classes with
the guy. "I don't know."

"He is a little skinny but he's nice. He's in my gym class and I caught him
looking at some of the other boys."

"That doesn't mean he's gay." Devyn did not want Julie fixing him up with
someone. He liked how things were going with Charlie.

"You should talk to him," she said. "He's new and you were the new kid last
year."

"I do remember how hard that is, to be the new kid in this small school."

"Well, we should all try and talk to him. I tried in gym, but he's shy."

"I'll make an effort." Devyn wanted to divert the topic from him and his
dating prospects. "How about you? Any guys you are dating or interested in
dating?"

"Um, well..."

"Oh, now come on, who is it?"

Julie started playing with her hair. "There is someone but he hasn't
noticed me."

"If he hasn't noticed you, he must be either blind or gay. Now who is it?"
Devyn was curious. Julie was one of the most attractive girls at school. He
was sure all the guys had noticed her.

Julie focused on her ice cream trying to keep from blushing. "Randy."

Devyn knew exactly who Randy was. He was one of the jocks from the football
team. He was also the guy that Charlie had admitted to drooling over. Devyn
could understand why. The boy was damn hot. "I can see exactly why you are
into him."

"You can?" Julie's eyes met Devyn's.

"He's hot. I've seen a lot of girls checking him out."

"Have you checked him out?" She asked, looking at the golden flecks in
Devyn's eyes.

"He's in my gym class this year. So, um, I might have noticed him."

"Oh, MY GAWD!"

"Stop it." Devyn was laughing at the expression on Julie's face.

"You are so lucky. He is so hot and so nice to look at."

"Not really. He's not gay."

Their laughing was interrupted by a slightly familiar voice. "Well, well,"
Howard said, walking up to them. "If it isn't the faggot." Howard placed
his hands on the top of the picnic table and leaned forward. "We need to
talk."

"Howard Atwood! How dare you talk like that." Julie was outraged that
Howard would address Devyn that way.

Devyn turned to Julie. "I think we should go."

"What are you trying to be, his beard?" Howard asked Julie.

"It's none of your business but we are friends." Julie's eyes were flashing
as she glared at Howard.

"Oh, I see just two girlfriends, out checking out guys," Howard said.

"Shut up," Julie told him.

"We need to just go." Devyn did not want to get into something with
Charlie's brother. He knew how important Howard was to Charlie.

"No, we need to talk," Howard said. "You need to stay away from my
family. My brother doesn't need you around."

"That is for Charlie to decide," Julie said.

"I'm deciding for him. I want you to stay away from me and my brother. Do
you understand." Howard was looking directly at Devyn.

"Charlie knows how to pick his own friends." Julie had never liked
Charlie's older brother. Whenever she had been around him, she had always
felt like he was more interested in her body than anything else.

"We are just going to go." Devyn began to get up. He just wanted to get
away from Howard before things went from bad to even worse.

"Oh, run away pussy boy," Howard said. "Just keep your distance from us or
I'll give you a lesson you won't forget."

"Come on," Devyn said to Julie as he was throwing his leg over the bench of
the picnic table.

"Or stay," Dewayne said, pushing Devyn down onto the picnic table
bench. "We have unfinished business from earlier."

"Leave him alone!" Julie was just starting to stand up. She did not like
the direction the evening was going.

"You sit back down too." Dewayne was glaring at Julie over the picnic
table. He started to reach across towards Julie but Devyn moved, blocking
Dewayne.

"Don't touch her!" Devyn had moved, pushing Dewayne back and getting up
from the bench. He blocked Dewayne from being able to reach for
Julie. Devyn met Dewayne's glare with one of his own. He could see in
Dewayne's eyes that the guy was not right. Devyn was sure that Dewayne had
been using something tonight. Devyn believed it was more than just beer or
pot.

"Oh, pussy boy has a backbone now," Dewayne said.

Devyn was gritting his teeth. "We aren't in school. You don't have anyone
backing you up here." Devyn's hand was clenching into a fist at his
side. His body was tensing up and he could feel himself preparing for a
fight. Joe and Lee's lessons were kicking in as his mind began analyzing
his options for taking down the two bullies and protecting Julie.

"What if I touch her," Dewayne asked. "What you going to do about it?"

"Just leave her alone," Devyn said. He looked from Dewayne to Howard. He
could not believe Charlie's brother was like Dewayne. Dewayne who only
thought of girls as conquests.

"I told you to sit," Dewayne said and knocked Devyn back down on the
bench. "You pretty thing may need to come home with a real man. Hanging out
with this pussy will give you the wrong idea of what a man can do for you."

"Devyn is more man than you will ever be." Julie knew the instant the words
had left her mouth that she should have just kept quiet.

"Oh, I'll show you what a real man is, you little girl." Dewayne started to
reach for Julie.

Devyn bounced back up from the bench. He pushed Dewayne back and put
himself between the older boy and Julie. "I'm not telling you again to just
leave us alone."

"I think it is time you learned a lesson," Howard said. "You need to learn
that you do not belong here."

Julie was backing away from where Howard was. She wanted to reach the end
of the bench so she could slip away and get help. She couldn't believe the
woman at the ice cream stand was so oblivious to what was going on
here. She glanced at the stand and did not see her. Maybe she was in the
back cleaning up. She had put the closed sign out.

"I told you, Howard Atwood, to leave him alone," Julie said.

"Oh, and just what are you going to do little girl? Are you going to run
and tell my Mommy?" Howard sneered at Julie.

"I think you need this right here," Dewayne said, gripping his basket. "I
think you need to see what a real guy has instead of your pussy girlfriend
here."

"Back off," Devyn said, grabbing Dewayne and pulling him further away from
Julie. Devyn was hoping that would also pull Howard away from Julie. He
needed them both to be focused on him and to not pull Julie into this mess.

Howard was moving towards Devyn. He thought Dewayne should be able to
handle the fairy but he was going to be there just in case and maybe to
give the boy a little more punishment.

Julie reached the end of the bench and slid off standing up. Backing away
from the gleam in Dewayne's eyes. "You are drunk or something."

"He's on something." Devyn never took his eyes off Dewayne and he was
watching Howard. He wished Julie would just run but she was coming closer
to them. Devyn silently cursed. Why would she get closer to them?

"I'm fucking horny," Dewayne said and stepped around Devyn towards
Julie. Before Julie could move or Devyn could stop him, Dewayne grabbed at
Julie. Dewayne's fingers closed on the loose fabric of Julie's shirt. He
pulled as Julie was backing away and the fabric tore.

Devyn grabbed Dewayne and spun the larger boy around. "I told you to leave
her alone!" Devyn's fist slammed into Dewayne's gut. Dewayne bent forward
and Devyn's fist slammed into his face. "Don't fucking touch her again!" He
hit Dewayne several more times and spun as Howard came at him. "Back off!"

Howard swung and Devyn blocked the blow. He saw Dewayne coming at him. He
spun and kicked out, catching Dewayne in the gut and knocking him down. He
followed it around and slammed his foot into Howard. His fist followed the
kick and he punched Howard in the stomach. Devyn pivoted in time to see
Dewayne getting back up but he was going after Julie again. Devyn moved
between them and his fist caught Dewayne in the jaw. Dewayne went down
again. "Just stay the fuck down!"

"Fucking little faggot," Howard said gasping. He swung at Devyn again and
Devyn blocked the blow. He twisted and slammed his fist into Howard's jaw.

"Just back off," Devyn said. He really did not want to fight with Charlie's
brother. He wanted him to just walk away.

"Cock sucker," Howard growled and launched himself at Devyn. Devyn managed
to block the first couple of blows but Howard got in a lucky blow to
Devyn's eye as Devyn was trying not to trip over Dewayne who was still
stunned and on the ground.

Julie backed away from the brawl. She wished she had brought her phone to
call for help. She looked around and only saw the lady at the ice cream
stand. The woman was shocked by the altercation and was just standing there
staring at the three boys. Julie looked around but saw no one else. It
looked like everyone else had gone.

Howard was coming at Devyn again. The guy was large but had no skill at
fighting. It was obvious he relied on his brute strength. Devyn caught
Howard's arm as the boy was lunging and spun him around. He twisted it up
behind Howard's back. He pushed him and Howard stumbled over Dewayne and
fell.

Julie let out a scream as she thought Howard was going to hurt Devyn. That
seemed to snap the lady at the ice cream stand out of her paralysis. She
yelled for the boys to stop. "I'm calling the police if you don't stop
right now!"

"You fucking FAGGOT!" Howard was back on his feet. His face was red with
his anger. "I'll fuck you up good!"

"Just back off. Just go home." Devyn's body was tense. He did not want to
hurt Charlie's brother but he was not going to take any more crap from
him. "Go home Howard."

"You need to fucking go home. You need to fucking go back to the rock you
crawled out from under!"

Dewayne was starting to get back up. Devyn moved, keeping himself between
Dewayne, Howard, and Julie. He was not going to let either of them lay a
hand on her again.

"No fucking way fag boy!" Howard moved again, throwing a punch at
Devyn. Devyn easily moved out of the way. He grabbed Howard who was
overbalanced and tossed him to the ground. He turned and kicked Dewayne's
feet out from under the older boy and that sent Dewayne back to the
ground. "I told you to fucking stay down!"

Devyn spun back around in time to see Howard once again getting to his
feet. "I'm going to fuck you up good!"

"It looks like the only one getting fucked up is you, Howard Atwood!"
Julie's voice was loud. "Just wait until your parents hear about this."

"Look little bitch..."

"How dare you talk to me..."

Howard took a step towards Julie. "I'll talk to you..."

"No further!" Devyn had moved into Howard's path.

Howard looked into Devyn's brown eyes and could see a fire burning in the
golden specs. "You are not fucking telling me..."

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Lee barked. His voice easily carried over the three
combatants. "Just what the hell is going on here? Lee was looking at
Dewayne, Howard, and Devyn. He could see that Devyn had been able to fend
off the older and larger boys. Lee's eyes then settled on Julie. He could
see the torn blouse and the fear in the girl's eyes. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," she said.

"Was it you I heard screaming across town?" Lee teased Julie a bit.

"I was not," Julie said. Then she remembered she had screamed.

"Now what the hell is going on?" Lee looked from Devyn to Howard and then
at Dewayne.

"I was just trying to help," Howard said. He looked from Lee to Devyn and
then at Dewayne. "I had no part in this."

"These boys are disturbing everyone." The ice cream lady had come out from
the shop. "It was crazy. I called the station."

"Marcy, did you see how it started?" Lee asked, looking at the ice cream
lady.

"I was in back and when I came back out those boys were rough housing. It
was scaring the girl, something awful."

Devyn could not believe his ears. She thought they were roughhousing. Did
she not know what a fucking fight was?

"It looked a little more than rough housing to me." Lee looked at Devyn and
then at Howard. "You said you were not doing anything?"

"I wasn't," Howard said. "I was just helping. I gotta go." With that,
Howard took off.

"Get back here," Lee barked.

"It's alright," Devyn said. "Can you just let him go?"

"Let him go?" Lee looked skeptically at Devyn.

"Please." Devyn did not want Lee to arrest Charlie's brother. He needed to
protect Charlie and protecting him meant keeping Howard from getting into
trouble.

"He can go for now," Lee said. "It isn't like I don't know where he lives."
Lee looked at Devyn. It looked like Devyn had been barely touched by the
other two boys. "Are you alright?"

Devyn was still standing there tensed and ready to strike out at the next
person that came at him. His jaw was clenched and every muscle was
taught. "Yes," Devyn said.

Lee could see Devyn was in full fighting mode. He could also see that the
kid had been able to manage both guys and he smiled inside. He was proud of
the results of the work he and Joe had done. Lee turned his gaze on
Dewayne. "I think you are in some serious trouble," Lee said. Lee could
tell by the look in the teenagers eyes that he was on something. Blood was
gushing from Dewayne's nose and a split lip. Looked like he was going to
have one black eye.

Devyn relaxed a bit. He kept his eyes on both Dewayne and on Howard's
retreating back as he was moving to Julie. As he was sliding his arm around
her, he asked, "You sure you are alright?"

"I'm fine," she said but pressed herself tighter to Devyn.

"You two stay here," Lee said. He had already hoisted Dewayne to his feet
and slapped cuffs on him. He did a quick search and found a few Ziplock
bags of pot and something else. "I'll be back. Stay here."

"I'm sorry about this," Julie said.

"It isn't your fault," Devyn said.

"I asked you out for ice cream," she said.

"And we should be able to have ice cream without shit like this
happening. We were not bothering anyone. So don't apologize."

After reading Dewayne his rights and pushing the bleeding boy into his
squad car, Lee returned to Devyn and Julie. "Now what happened?"

Julie did most of the talking explaining that they had been just eating ice
cream when Dewayne started in on Devyn and then her.

"So, you did the number on his face?" Lee asked Devyn.

"Yes," Devyn said honestly. He met Lee's gaze. "He put his hands on
Julie. I wasn't going to let him hurt her. He was out of it. Whatever shit
he is on has him messed up."

"Yeah," Lee said. "I see that."

"And what was Howard Atwood's part in this?" Lee asked.

"He was..." Julie's voice trailed off as Devyn talked over her.

"He was just talking crap," Devyn said. "I don't really think he was with
Dewayne."

"They weren't ganging up on you?" Lee looked from Devyn to Julie and then
back at Devyn.

"He was just trash talking," Devyn said again. He squeezed Julie hoping she
would understand not to say anything.

"Is that true?" Lee was focusing his blue eyes on Julie now.

"Yes, he was talking crap," Julie said. She had never known before just how
vivid Lee's eyes were. She was sure he knew there was more to Howard's part
in this.

The skepticism was obvious in Lee's blue eyes. "Are you sure about that?"

"He was just talking crap," Devyn repeated. He could see that Julie wanted
to say something but he gave her a slight nod. "Dewayne started the fight
and put his hands on Julie. He got a little graphic with what he was
considering. I am sure Howard was not here for anything physical."

Lee knew there was more to the story. He also knew he was not going to get
it out of Devyn right now. He let out a breath. "I think I have enough for
now." Lee would follow up with Julie when Devyn was not around and he would
be going by the Atwood's later to just see what Howard had to say.

"Um, Lee," Devyn began. "Um you won't need to call Joe about this will
you?"

"You're a minor, so I am going to have to talk to him. I think it would be
best for you to tell him your side of it before I see him."

"I do plan on telling him as soon as I get home. I just wanted it to come
from me."

"I have some paperwork to do because of this so I'll wait until tomorrow to
talk to him."

Devyn could hear the frustration in Lee's voice regarding the
paperwork. "I'm sorry."

"It isn't your fault."

"Thanks Lee."

"Take your girlfriend home," Lee said, patting Devyn on the back. "Then go
home."

"Will do," Devyn said.

Devyn drove Julie back to her house and walked her to her door. "Thanks for
the ice cream," Devyn said.

"Thank you for, for defending me," Julie said. She slid her arms around
Devyn and hugged him. She felt him flinch and she backed up. "What?"

"Nothing," Devyn said.

"You flinched," she said. She grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it up.

"Hey," he cried in protest but it was too late.

"Oh shit," she said, seeing the dark fist sized bruise on Devyn's side and
the one on his stomach. "That did not happen just now. They never hit you
there."

"It is from earlier," Devyn said with a sigh.

She lightly touched the dark bruise on his side. Her fingers cool against
the hot skin. "Dewayne did this too?"

"Yeah," Devyn said.

"Young lady," Mr. Cassidy said, as he was stepping out onto the porch to
join Julie and Devyn. "Just what are you doing?"

"I was just," Julie started to say as she released Devyn's t-shirt and let
it fall back over his torso.

"I saw you undressing a man on the porch?" Mr. Cassidy said.

"He's not a man. It's Devyn."

"Um, geez thanks," Devyn said.

"You know what I mean," she said looking from her father to Devyn.

"She saw me flinch sir." Devyn looked from Julie at her father. "She wanted
to see why. It is just a bruise she was looking to see how bad it is."
Devyn lifted his shirt and revealed the bruise on his side.

"Ouch," James said. "It looks painful."

"It isn't that bad." Devyn dropped the hem of his shirt and let it fall to
cover the bruise. "I had better get home."

"See you tomorrow," Devyn said to Julie.

"Yeah," she said. "And thanks again. Then she kissed him on his
cheek. "Thanks for everything."

"Good night, sir," Devyn said to Mr. Cassidy.

"Night Devyn," he said.

Julie watched Devyn walk down the porch steps and get into his truck. She
still could not believe how the night's events had gone. She wanted to do
something to help Devyn. She wanted to get everyone to see just how good a
guy he was.

She was watching as the truck pulled out of the driveway and down the road
and then she went inside. She grabbed her phone off the table where she had
left it and then headed for her room.

"Wait one second young lady," James said. "Mind telling me what took so
long?"

"It got crazy." Julie was looking at her phone and texting while she spoke.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" James asked his daughter.

"Some boys were harassing Devyn at the ice cream stand," she said. Her
fingers were flying over her phone as she was sending texts.

"Boys do that," he said.

She wanted to tell him it was more than just boys being boys but she knew
he would not understand. "It got kind of rough. Lee ended up arresting that
thug, Dewayne."

"So, it became a full fight?" James was watching his daughter closely. "Is
that how your blouse got torn?" James had not noticed the torn blouse on
the porch.

"I was safe Dad. Devyn took on both of them to protect me. I don't know why
they just won't leave him alone. Now, I've got to talk to Stacy." Julie
turned to head into her room but was stopped by her father's voice.

"Were they picking on him because he's gay?" he asked.

Her head shot up as she met her father's eyes. "Dad?"

"It's a small-town honey," he said. "The word has gotten around."

"Yes, they seem to be harassing him for being gay," she said. "We need to
just let everyone know what a good guy he is. I've got an idea. It's time
someone did something about this."

"Oh, and you, my little girl are going to be that someone?" Her father
smiled at her.

"If it was Uncle Julian, wouldn't you do something?"

James knew his brother Julian was Julie's favorite relative. He guessed
that probably Julie was also Julian's favorite relative. Julian's being gay
had never phased her. It had stunned James, but only for an instant. He
loved his brother and if it was Julian being harassed, he knew he would
damn well be doing something about it. "Yes, I guess I would."

"If I don't do something, then who will?" Julie headed towards her
room. She had to get started tonight.

"Let me know if you need help."

"Thanks Dad." Julie turned and went back to him. "You are the best."

"Just be careful and if that Dewayne guy touches you again, kick him where
it will really hurt."

Julie giggled at her father's comment. "I will but I think Devyn took care
of that. I just wish he wasn't trying to protect Howard."

"Howard? Howard Atwood? He was involved in this?"

Julie related Howard's part. "I just can't believe it of him. Howard and
Charlie are so different. It is sometimes surprising that they are
brothers."

"I've known the Atwood's forever and it surprises me," James said. "Is
Charlie giving Devyn a rough time?"

"Oh no, Charlie and Devyn are friends. So is Sam. They don't care he's
gay."

"Good. Your uncle Julian will be proud of you. I'm sure if you need more
help, he might be able to lend a hand."

"Thanks Dad. Maybe I'll call him. He might have some ideas. Now I must call
Stacy before it gets any later."


# # #

As Devyn was driving through town on his way home, he passed by Charlie's
house. He wondered if Howard was there. After the night's events, he
understood even more how hard Charlie was going to have it when he came
out. Devyn wondered if he should break things off with Charlie. If
Charlie's dad and mom were anything like Howard their rejection was going
to destroy him. It might be easier on Charlie if he was not outed until he
was in college or even moved out of town.

The problem was that Devyn did not want to end things with Charlie. He was
falling hard for the guy. Charlie was sweet, caring, and considerate. Even
with his fear of being outed, he had still been willing to help with Travis
while Devyn was serving his detention.

The ding of the low gas indicator pulled Devyn from his thoughts. It
reminded him that he had promised Joe that he would fill the truck. He
hurried towards the gas station before it closed. He arrived just in
time. He could see that Mr. Wilkerson was just getting ready to close for
the night.

"You are cutting it close, young man," Mr. Wilkerson said. "I am closing
up."

"Sorry, the night got away from me." Devyn climbed from the truck.

"If you don't mind pumping it yourself, I'll finish closing things up. Just
come inside when you're done and I'll run the transaction."

"Sure thing." Devyn was still surprised that there was a full-service gas
station around. There was something to be said about small towns.

Devyn finished pumping the gas and went inside. There were no rows of
snacks and soda in this station. Mr. Wilkerson's was strictly gas, oil
changes and fixing flat tires. Devyn did not find the man at the cash
register so he stepped through the other door that went into the garage
part of the station. The smell of oil, and lubricants assaulted Devyn's
nose. He saw Mr. Wilkerson there still in his red cap and gray
coverall. The man was under the hood of a red pick-up truck. The sight of
the man and the smells pulled a memory from within Devyn's mind. He had
pushed it into the recesses of his mind but the smells pulled the memory
from where Devyn had pushed it.

# # #


Devyn was more comfortable with the work Tom had him doing than he had been
in the beginning. He, in some way, enjoyed the attention of the older
men. So far none of them had been too terrible. Judge Green had been the
oldest and that one guy where he was posing as the Lawn Boy was kind of a
nice guy, although he was a bit crazy.

Devyn studied the buildings as Tom was driving him to the new client. Devyn
still got nervous with a new client. He knew what to expect from returning
clients but new ones always left him feeling apprehensive. "Um, Tom, this
part of town looks a little..."

"Yeah, it isn't the nicest place but it is where the guy works." Tom turned
down a side street. "He couldn't have you showing up at his front door."

"Is he married?" Devyn had learned that several of the guys he performed
services for were married. He felt a little guilty about what he and the
married men did but if it were not him, it would be someone else.

Tom pulled in front of an auto shop. The place looked a little run down but
everything around here did. "Is this it?"

"Yes, he owns the place," Tom said. "Just go on in and treat him right."

"Don't I always," Devyn said, his voice laced with his condescension.

"Watch your tone with me," Tom said, shooting Devyn a look.

"Sorry," Devyn said. "I think I've got the drill by now."

"You are right though," Tom said. "I never get a complaint about your
performance. Now get in there and get this one happy."

Devyn slid from the car without another word. He strode to the walk-in door
of the shop, grasped the handle and turned. He stepped through into the dim
interior. It only took his eyes a moment to adjust to the light. He could
smell grease and oil assault his nose. `How romantic,' he thought as he
started to cross toward what looked like the office.

"We are closed, kid." The voice came from behind Devyn.

Devyn turned, and saw him bent over, under the hood of a red sports
car. The loose fitting mechanics coveralls told Devyn nothing about the
man's attributes. "Um, Hi," Devyn started moving towards the guy. "I've got
an appointment with Vince."

The man straightened up. He looked Devyn up and down. "So, you're my boy."
He grabbed a rag off the car and began wiping his hands.

"If you're Vince, then I guess I am." Devyn took a couple steps closer.

"You're not exactly what I was expecting." Vince tosses down the rag and
slams the hood of the car closed.

"I hope that doesn't mean you are too disappointed." Devyn stopped a few
feet from the man. Devyn could feel the man's eyes looking him over. He
could feel them sizing him up from head to toe.

"Not disappointed, or at least not yet"

"I don't think you will be," Devyn said confidently.

"Oh, you are a confident little shit, huh." Vince smiled at the
teenager. "Well let's see. Show me what you got."

"Here?" Devyn asked.

"We be the only one's here. Everyone else is gone for the day." Vince moved
and went to the door. He flipped the lock. "No one will walk in on us."

Devyn began by removing his shirt. He stripped it off and put it on the
hood of the nearby car. This one was blue and did not look nearly as cool
as the red car. Devyn looked down at the cement floor of the garage. It was
not exactly clean. Well, he could get new socks. He kicked off his shoes
and then began removing his pants. He slid them down his tan legs. He added
them to the hood of the car. He could feel the man's eyes looking over his
body. He was sure the guy was checking out his round butt when he turned to
put his navy pants on the hood of the blue car. Devyn knew that the white
briefs hugged every curve of his young ass. He turned back facing the man
again.

"Looking good so far," the mechanic said.

"Um, thanks," Devyn felt his face blush a bit. He always felt a little
embarrassed when men complimented his looks. He had never found himself to
be anything special. Tom told him that was what made him even more
attractive.

"Go on kid let me see what I'm paying for here." The man was rubbing his
basket through the fabric of the mechanics coverall

"Sure." Devyn decided this guy was not too bad. He still was not sure what
kind of body the man had. It was hidden by the loose-fitting gray
coverall. The man's eyes were friendly enough and the aqua color was
unusual in Devyn's experience. The man's sandy colored hair stuck out
around a red ball cap. The stubble on the man's face made him have a
slightly roguish appearance.

Hooking his fingers into the waistband of the white briefs, Devyn slowly
began sliding them down. His smooth crotch and balls were soon revealed to
the man.

"Nice cock kid," he said.

Devyn was stepping out of his underwear and tossed them onto the hood of
the blue car. He stood there naked except for his white socks. He was sure
by the time he was done that the socks would not be white any longer. They
would probably need tossed in the trash.

"Turn around. It is not your front that I be paying for." The man's eyes
were locked onto Devyn's naked body. He was watching as the teenager slowly
turned revealing his backside to the mechanic.

Devyn understood what the man was wanting. It was not anything he had not
encountered before. He turned his back to the man and flexed his butt
muscles. He could feel the man's eyes glued to his firm hairless butt.

"That's one nice ass." The man lowered the zipper of his gray coverall. He
slid his hand inside to massage his growing cock. "Really nice."

Devyn bent forward a bit pushing his butt back at the man. He reached back,
rubbing one of his ass cheeks and pulling it apart to give the guy a
glimpse of the tight pucker.

"One sweet ass," he said again.

Looking over his shoulder, Devyn saw the man had unzipped the coverall all
the way down.  Devyn could see the man's bare chest in the opening. Devyn
wondered if the man was completely naked or just shirtless. Devyn's eyes
could see the bare chest with the scattering of brown hair across the
pecks. He could also see the man's hand down inside stroking himself. As
Devyn watched, the man pulled out his cock. Devyn nervously licked his
lips. He was surprised by the length and girth of this man's equipment. The
cock was large and it was still not fully erect.

"I see you like what you see." Vince was stroking his cock as he was
looking at the naked teenager. His eyes taking in every curve of that
smooth round ass. It sent even more blood flooding into his monster and it
grew harder.

"Um, it is big." Devyn knew guys usually liked hearing that. Tom had told
him back at the beginning to always compliment the size. "Even if it's a
small one, tell them they are big," Tom had said.

"Think you can handle it?" The man took a couple steps towards Devyn.

"I've, um, never handled one that big before." Devyn was certain that was
true. He had not exactly been measuring every man he had been with but he
thought this guy had them all beat.

"Let's see just what you can do with it."  Turning Devyn took the few steps
and knelt on the floor in front of the man. The cement was hard against his
knees.

"Wow, you are an eager cock sucker, huh." The mechanic took his hand off
his cock and let Devyn take hold of it. "Oh yeah," his moan was loud as
Devyn set to stroking him.

Devyn had been right, this guy was thicker and longer than anyone so
far. He wondered how bad it would hurt. He hoped the guy would take the
time to lube up the thing before fucking him. Devyn flicked his tongue over
the head. He tasted the man's sweat and precum. He never minded the
taste. He always found himself comparing the guys he sucks to how Brent had
tasted. He wondered if other guys did that. He wondered if he compared them
because Brent was his first or because he still cared about Brent.

"Oh yes kid." The mechanic was reaching into the opening of the coverall to
tease his nipple while Devyn was licking the head of his fat cock.

Reaching inside the coverall Devyn pulled the man's large nuts out. He
lifts the cock up pointing it towards the roof and begins licking the man's
hairy nut sack. He tastes more of the man's sweat as he is licking those
big balls. His tongue was sliding all over each of the oversized eggs.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Vince moans as his balls are being licked.

Devyn is stroking the man's big dong as he licks and sucks on the man's
nuts. He rubs his thumb across the head smearing the pre-cum around.

"You like that sir?" Devyn is looking up at the man still stroking the big
cock.

"Definitely," was the only response.

Devyn goes back to work on the head of the man's cock. It is going to take
him some effort to suck this one all the way down. He might not be able to
get it all down his throat. His lips part and he takes the head into his
mouth. He runs the tip of his tongue around and through the piss slit and
then slides a little more into his mouth. Devyn's fist is pumping the shaft
of the cock while he is working more of it into his mouth.

"Oh yeah kid suck that. Let's see how much you can suck of it." Vince's
fingers are in Devyn's thick brown hair. His hand pushing Devyn's head
forward to make the teenager suck in more of his pant snake.

Devyn feels the head reaching the back of his throat. He backs up a little
and then goes back down on Vince. He takes a little more. He feels the fat
head at his throat and plunges forward taking more of Vince.

"Oh, fucking A!" Vince can feel the head going into the kids throat and
feels those throat muscles sending waves of pleasure through him.

Devyn can feel himself starting to gag. He fights down the impulse. He
pushes forward taking more of Vince into his throat. He pulls back and then
goes back down further than before. He keeps working his mouth up and down
the thick shaft. Each time he gets his nose a little closer to the deep
brown curls of Vince's pubic patch.

"Oh yes kid!" Both of Vince's hands are on Devyn's head. He is holding
Devyn tight as he enjoys the pleasure Devyn's mouth and tongue are giving
him. He can feel the boy getting closer and closer to working all the big
dong into his mouth. He knows he has found one talented cock sucker.

Devyn pulls back again. He was so close to the base. He moves back down the
shaft and this time he gets his nose in Vince's pubes. Devyn feels a surge
of accomplishment at having been able to take the whole cock without
choking on it.

"Oh, fuck kid!" Vince had never had anyone be able to take him all the way
to the base before. The amount he was paying was going to be worth just
this kid's cock sucking ability.

>From Vince's moans of pleasure, Devyn knew he was doing an excellent job
on the monster cock. Vince's fingers were tangled in Devyn's thick dark
chocolate colored hair. He was holding tight to the teenager as the boy was
sucking the big dong.

Now that Devyn had managed to suck it all into his mouth and down his
throat, he found it easier to repeat the task. He began bobbing up and down
on Vince's large cock. He was able to suck the man from cock tip all the
way down to the base. He was massaging the man's large nuts as he was
sucking up and down the length of the cock.

Vince's moans of pleasure were loud in the shop. They echoed off the metal
walls. He had never had anyone that had been able to suck him the way this
kid was. This was going to be worth every dollar.

Devyn pulled off Vince's cock to take in a few deep lungfulls of air. One
hand was still around the shaft of that large cock. Devyn used his other
hand to wipe at the spit on his chin. There was still a long strand of
saliva that connected Devyn's lips to the head of Vince's cock.

Vince was looking down into Devyn's warm brown eyes. He was amazed at the
gold he saw floating in those brown pools. It was unlike anything Vince had
seen before. Vince ran his fingers through Devyn's thick brown hair. Vince
knew giving himself this treat was going to be worth every penny it was
costing him. He just might have to do this again and again.  He could see
himself using this boy several more times. The kid might come with a hefty
price but for Vince the boy was worth every dime.

Having caught his breath Devyn went back to work sucking up and down
Vince's cock. He would pull off for a few moments to lick Vince's balls and
then go back down on the big cock. Devyn's tongue and lips worked their way
all over Vince's big dong. They went from cock tip to base and back
again. Devyn would push the big cock up towards the roof of the garage and
lick Vince's big balls and then up and down the underside of the
shaft. Devyn could taste the bitterness of the pre-cum that was constantly
leaking from the fat knob of Vince's cock.

"You are one fucking good cock sucker," Vince said. "Maybe the best I've
ever had."

"Um, thanks," Devyn said and could feel his neck and ears burning. He was
not sure if having your cock sucking abilities complimented was good or
not. He was not sure what it made him. Was this all he was meant to be? Was
this the only talent he had?

"Now it's time to see how your other hole handles this." Vince steps back
from the boy. "Get up."

Devyn is a little relieved at being able to get off the hard cold
floor. His knees had been starting to hurt. He wondered where they were
going to do this. He also wondered how bad it was going to hurt.

"Um, Vince," Devyn's voice was hesitant as he spoke. "Um, do you have, um
some lube?"

"Worried this thing is not going to fit into that hot boy pussy of yours?"
Vince gave his spit covered dick a few strokes.

"Um, well, um, you are big." Devyn knew regardless it was going to be
uncomfortable at least until he was relaxed enough to manage Vince's
monster. With the lube Devyn hoped it would at least be manageable.

Reaching into a side pocket of the uniform Vince pulls out a tube. "I got
you."

"Thanks," Devyn said, a little relieved. He was going to have to start
keeping a tube of that stuff in his pocket when he went on an
assignment. He had always been trusting to the man to supply it but he
should not always count on that.

"Get over here." Vince was moving towards the red car.

Devyn followed him over there. The man was still wearing his mechanics
uniform and so far, all Devyn had seen of the man's body was his big cock,
over sized balls and a little of his chest.

"Bend over the hood here and show me that fucking hot ass of yours
again. Show me where you want my big cock to go." Vince gave his wet dick a
few strokes as he was watching Devon doing as he was told.

The metal of the car was cold against Devyn's skin as he bent over it. He
rested his chest on the hood and reaching back he parted his ass
cheeks. His tight pucker was exposed for Vince.

"Yeah, that is one nice little boy hole you got there." Vince ran his thumb
over Devyn's pucker. The finger was still dark from grease and oil. Vince
hands Devyn the tube of lube. "Let me watch you get yourself ready for it."

Taking the tube from Vince Devyn quickly twists off the cap. He squeezes a
generous amount of the lube onto his finger. He parts his smooth cheeks and
his finger finds his hole. He presses his finger against the pucker and the
tight anal ring stretches. His lubed-up finger slides into the anal
opening.

Vince's eyes are glued to the boy as he is bent over the hood reaching back
to lube up his hole. He watches as Devyn slides his finger in and out of
the teenage opening. Vince watches as Devyn removes his finger and adds
another generous amount of lube. He moves his finger to the anal opening
again and his finger slides in more easily. Vince is stroking his cock as
he is watching Devyn lubing up that tight boy hole. His eyes are watching
intently as Devyn finger fucks himself.

Devyn pulled his finger from his anal opening. He adds more lube and
returns to his backdoor. He slides two fingers into the tight anal ring. He
lets out a soft moan as the ring is stretched wider than before. He glances
over his shoulder and sees Vince there watching him. Vince's eyes are glued
to Devyn's fingers slowly sliding in and out.

Vince is almost drooling at the sight of Devyn teasing that tight boy
hole. His cock is throbbing with desire for the teenager. There is a large
drop of man juice forming on the head of Vince's monster. It gets larger
and larger until it breaks free and drops to the grimy garage floor.

Vince licks his lips. He takes a step towards Devyn. "You like fingering
that hot hole?"

"Um, yeah." Devyn knows that is the response Vince wants. "It feels really
good. What is going to feel even better is your cock."

"You don't think it's going to hurt plowing into you?" Vince pulls his eyes
from Devyn's butt to look into the kid's eyes.

"Um, I am a little worried about that." Devyn decides the truth is the best
response. He hopes that maybe that will encourage the guy to take it a
little slow.

"But you still want it?" Vince is looking right into Devyn's face.

"Yes, I want it, Vince." Devyn pulls his fingers from his hole. He adds
more lube and then returns to his anal ring.

"You sure kid? This cock is long and thick." Vince's hand is still stroking
up and down the thick shaft of his long cock.

Devyn ran his tongue nervously over his lips. He knows the size of Vince's
cock is going to make this hurt. His fingers are still working to loosen
his hole. "Yeah Vince, I want it. I want that big fuck stick of yours. I
want it bad. Vince."  Devyn knew those were the words Vince wanted to
hear. Devyn knew the game by now and could read these guys. Sometimes they
want him to be shy and innocent and some of them, like Vince, wanted him to
be more bold and eager.

"Fuck kid you are driving me crazy." Vince steps closer to Devyn. "I think
you are ready."

"Um, mind if I lube up that, um, beautiful cock?" Devyn is already
squeezing the lube into his hand. He does not wait for the answer. He turns
facing Vince and takes the two steps so he can reach the man's cock. He
begins lubing Vince up. He looks up into Vince's eyes as he is smearing the
lube all over the head of Vince's monster.

"Oh, shit kid." Vince closes his eyes as he allows the teenager to lube his
cock up.

Devyn's hand is moving up and down the shaft. He squeezes more lube into
his hand and adds that to the head of Vince's cock. He believes his ass and
the cock are as lubed up as they can be.

"You like the feeling of that cock kid?" Vince opens his eyes so he can
look at the teenager.

"Shit yes. It's a formidable cock. It's big and thick." Devyn's hand is
stroking up and down the shaft. He squeezes the thick meat. He knows
exactly what the man wants to hear and he knows exactly what is going to
feel good for this guy. "I've never had one this big before Vince. It's,
um, it's amazing." Devyn is using both hands to stroke Vince. He wonders if
maybe he can make the man cum and not have to find out just what it will
feel like to have something this big in his ass.

Vince pulls Devyn's hand off his cock. He pushes the teenager back against
the car. Grabbing Devyn, he bodily lifts him onto the hood. He pushes the
boy's legs apart and exposes that lubed up hole.

Devyn swallows nervously at being manhandled so abruptly. He feels the cool
metal of the car against his back. He looks at Vince and sees the man's
lust filled eyes looking back at him. Vince lifts Devyn's legs higher and
rubs the head of his lubed-up cock against Devyn's stretched hole.

"Take a deep breath, kid." Devyn barely has time to pull in a lung full of
air before Vince pushes the head of his cock hard against Devyn's
sphincter.

Devyn grunts as the fat cock head is forced into his anal chute. He can
feel that anal ring stretching and stretching. He can feel it going inside.

"Oh, fuck boy!" Vince pulls back and the head pops out. "You are a fucking
tight bitch." He thrusts harder and forces the head back inside.

Devyn winces in pain as the cock penetrates him again. He feels the head
moving passed the anal ring and into his anal channel. "OH!" Devyn closes
his eyes and grits his teeth with the pain of Vince's penetration.

"So, fucking tight!" Vince pulls back but this time does not allow his cock
to pop from Devyn's hole. He only gives the kid a moment to take a breath
and he thrusts forward again.

"AH!" Devyn moans loudly as the cock goes deeper than the first time. He
can feel Vince holding him tight so he does not slide on the car hood. He
feels the man forcing himself deeper.

"Oh yeah take it all." Vince pulls back again and slams himself deeper into
Devyn.  "Oh, so damn tight."

"OH!" Devyn grunts louder as Vince pushes himself even deeper.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Vince is looking down at the naked teenager on the
car hood. He watches as Devyn opens his eyes and looks up into Vince's
face.

"Yeah," Devyn answers honestly. "You are fucking big."

"And you like'm big don't you," Vince states as he is withdrawing his cock
to only slam it in deeper than before.

"Oh shit!" Devyn winces in pain again.

"You are over halfway there kid." Vince is pulling back and thrusting
forward again. He is not giving Devyn much time to recover from each
thrust.

Devyn cannot believe that he has only got half the cock inside him. It
feels like a log is being pushed up his ass. He tries concentrating on
making his anal muscle relax. He tries pushing against Vince in the hopes
that will allow the man to thrust inside easier.

Vince pulls back again and forcefully pushes his cock deeper into
Devyn. Repeatedly he pulls back and thrusts forward. After several minutes
Vince feels his pubes against Devyn. He feels his big balls against the
cool metal of the car hood. Vince holds it there deep inside Devyn. He
smiles down at the kid. "There you go."

Devyn looks down and sees that Vince is fully inserted his cock inside
Devyn's anal chute. "Wow!"

"How's it feel, kid?" Vince looks at Devyn's attractive face. He cannot
believe how young this kid looks. He can not believe how amazing the boy's
eyes are when they look into his.

"Um, it feels good," Devyn said.

"Just good?" Vince asks as he is slowly pulling his cock back. He slowly is
retracting his cock inch after inch only stopping when the head of his cock
is right against Devyn's sphincter muscle.

"That cock is amazing," Devyn can breathe a little easier now that the cock
is not all the way up inside him.

"You like it, huh?" Vince thrusts the length of his cock back into Devyn
with one powerful thrust.

"OH! YES!" Devyn cries out as the cock is driven deep into his guts.

"OH, fucking tight boy pussy!" Vince pulls back and slams back in. He pulls
back and shoves his cock back into Devyn. He repeats the thrusts pounding
away at Devyn's hole.

Devyn's grunts grow louder as Vince is thrusting in and out of
Devyn. Vince's massive cock is stretching the teenager more than he had
been stretched in the past. He can feel the bursts of pleasure when Vince's
fat cock head passes over his trigger. It makes the pain almost worth the
sensations of pleasure.

"Want me to stop?" Vince is thrusting faster now. He is driving his cock in
and out of Devyn like a pile driver. He can see the boy's cock starting to
return to a full erection. It had softened some when Vince was inserting
his cock.

"No, no, please don't stop. Please don't stop." Devyn knows the words the
man wants to hear. He has played this part of the game before. "Please fuck
me. Fuck me harder. Please."

That seems to urge Vince on to thrust harder. It causes Vince to drive his
cock in and out of Devyn, faster and deeper. Vince leans forward bending
Devyn's legs back and drives his cock faster and harder into the boy. He
pumps his hips like a mad man forcing his cock in and out.

"OH! Oh yes!" Devyn feels the man's sweat dripping onto him. He can smell
the scent of grease and oil wafting from Vince as the man is plowing him.

"Oh, gawd dan kid!" Vince can feel his balls pulling up. He can feel his
cock swelling inside the kid.

"Oh yes, oh yes." Devyn moans again. He can feel Vince's cock expand inside
him. He knows the man is close to cumming.

"I'm going to breed you ,pussy boy. You want my baby milk in your ass?"
Vince is pounding harder at Devyn's hole. He can feel the cum boiling up in
his balls. He can feel the climax building.

"Oh yes Vince fuck me. Breed me. Shoot me full of your cum." Devyn can feel
his own climax building as he is stroking his cock. He knows his own juice
will soon be blasting forth.

Vince cries out in a guttural moan of pleasure. It fills the building
echoing off the metal walls. His cock erupts, sending his seed into Devyn's
guts.

Devyn can feel the cock pumping forth the man's seed. He can feel it
flowing into his guts. He can feel it spreading as Vince falls forward on
top of him.

"Oh shit." Vince rests there with his sweaty body on top of the
teenager. His cock still inserted in the boy's ass. His cum still oozing up
into the boy's guts.

The weight of the man was pinning Devyn. He could feel the man's breathing
slowly starting to return to normal. He could feel the sweat, his own and
Vince's mixing together on his chest. He felt the man move after several
long moments.

Vince pushed himself up onto his elbows. He was looking into the warm eyes
of the kid he had just thoroughly fucked. "So, fucking good."

Devyn was staring into those aqua eyes. "Um, yeah."

Vince pushes himself up more fully, extending his arms. He looks at Devyn's
sweaty chest and the teenagers erect cock sticking out from the smooth
crotch. "You didn't cum."

"Um, no," Devyn said. He had been close to shooting when Vince had dropped
down on him, pinning his hands and preventing him from jerking off.

"I want you to cum." Vince is watching as Devyn begins masturbating. "Yeah,
stroke that fucking dick kid. Stroke it while my cock is still pushed in
your ass."

Devyn can feel Vince's cock still inside him. He feels the other man
watching him stroking. He reaches down to massage his smooth balls while
Vince watches.

"Oh yes, play with those nuts. Stroke your cock. You still got my cock in
your ass. You like it?" Vince is beginning to get excited again. He wonders
if this kid might be ready for a second go.

"Yeah, I like it." Devyn is stroking his cock fast. He feels Vince wiggle
his hips causing the cock inside him to move. It sends new sensations
through Devyn.

"What do you like, kid?" Vince asked.

"Your cock, your big thick cock. I like it in my ass. I like it when you
are fucking me with your big dick." Devyn knows it is only going to turn
Vince on more. He does not mind as it will probably lead to a repeat
performance.

"Yeah, pussy boys like you like big dick." Vince begins moving his
semi-erect cock in and out. He can feel the cum leaking from Devyn's hole
and oozing down his cock shaft and over his balls.

"Oh, Vince yes." Devyn feels his climax growing closer. He feels the cum in
his smooth balls beginning to boil. He is so close. He is closer to
shooting a hot load of boy juice.

"Shoot it pussy boy. Shoot that shit. Shoot your fucking cream." Vince is
intently watching the pleasure passing over Devyn's face. He watches and
sees the moment the boy's climax starts.

Devyn feels the pleasure build and then the wave of pleasure washes through
him. His cock erupts sending his boy juice up and over his shoulder. The
first blast splatters across the red paint. The second shot lands on his
neck and chest. The rest of his load coating his chest and belly. He is
blasting jet after jet of his boy cream all over his tan skin.

"Very nice," Vince steps forward slamming his cock back inside Devyn. He
leans forward right into Devyn's face. Their two noses are almost
touching. "You want that big dick again?"

Devyn knows the answer Vince wants. "Yes Vince, I want your big dick. Will
you fuck me again? Will you fill me up with more of your man milk?"

"You are going to get it kid. You are going to get fucked again and
again. Just like you like it." Vince pulls his cock out of Devyn's well
fucked hole. He looks at the stretched opening and watches as his cum
begins leaking out of the kid. It drips down onto the car and then down
over the chrome grill.

Reaching down Devyn feels his hole. It feels stretched more than in the
past. He hopes no permanent damage is done. Now that Vince's big cock is no
longer in there, the pain is mostly gone. His butt is still sore but not
like it had been with the cock stuffed inside it. Devyn can also feel the
large load leaking from his hole. Vince had shot a big load. "Um, you shoot
a lot."

"I've been saving that up for you for a few days." Vince watches the kid
feeling his hole. It is sending new blood into his cock. He looks over at
the clock on the wall. He knows he really does not have the time to fuck
the kid again right now. "Looks like round two will have to wait. I've got
to get this car delivered and it looks like I'm going to have to take it
through the car wash to get the cum off it."

Devyn lowered his legs down and slowly gets to his feet. He could feel the
cum leaking from his well fucked hole. He could feel it beginning to slide
down his legs.

"Here you go kid." Vince tosses Devyn a rag.

"Um, thanks," Devyn said as he was catching the rag. It had some oily
fingerprints on it but Devyn guessed it would do. He began cleaning the cum
off his legs and butt. He watches as Vince sticks his cock back into his
coverall and zips up. Devyn wonders if the man is always naked under that
one-piece coverall.

"I'll be looking forward to taking a second turn at that boy pussy of
yours." Vince slaps Devyn's ass. "One nice piece kid."

"Um, thanks." Devyn feels his face blushing. He begins pulling on his
clothes. Vince is already opening the big overhead door before Devyn is
even fully dressed.

"Here's the money kid." Vince hands Devyn an envelope. "I'll be wanting you
at the same time next week. We close early on Thursdays."

"Um sure." Devyn said, taking the cash and putting it into his pocket.

# # #

"Got it filled up?" Mr. Wilkerson asked.

The man's voice pulled Devyn back from the past. "Um, yes Sir."
Mr. Wilkerson really looked nothing like Vince. It was only the ball cap
and coverall that were the same.

"Well come on and we will get you rung up so you can get on your way." The
man placed a warm hand on Devyn's shoulder. "You alright son?"

"Um, yes." Devyn pushed down the emotions that the memory had brought with
it.

"You looked a little lost there for a minute."

"Um, just remembering the last time I, um, was in a garage like this."
Devyn pushed the memory back. He knew Mr. Wilkerson was nothing like Vince.

"Well come on and let's get you paid so we can both get turned in for the
night." Mr. Wilkerson's hand slid down Devyn's back as he guided the
teenager back into the other part of the station.

Devyn had a moment of thinking the man was going to grab his ass but
Mr. Wilkerson stopped before going that low. Devyn reminded himself that
the man was just being friendly.

"I hear you're going to be in the school play."

"Um, you heard that?" Devyn could not believe that was already going around
town.

"My boy Simon is in that drama club. It isn't my kind of thing. I played
baseball in school but Simon likes acting or he likes the girls in the
drama club. I'm not really sure which."

"Maybe it is both." Devyn's lips curved up in a smile. "I think he has
agreed to give me lifts home after rehearsals."

"Is that so? He didn't mention that."

"He may not know yet." Devyn could just picture Stacy volunteering the guy
without asking him.

"How's that?"

"Stacy may not have asked him yet." Devyn was rewarded with a chuckle from
Mr. Wilkerson.

"Well, he'll probably do what she asks him. I think he's always been a
little sweet on her."

"Stacy has a way of getting you involved whether you want it or not."

"That's a woman for you."

Mr. Wilkerson finished up running Joe's credit card. "Tell Joe I say hi."

"Will do Mr. Wilkerson and thanks for staying open a few extra minutes."

"It isn't the first time. I'll look forward to seeing you in that play. I
go to all of them since Simon's in them."

"Well, um, you may regret that. I've never acted before and have no idea
what I'm even playing in the show."

Mr. Wilkerson scratched his head just under the rim of the ball cap. "Seems
a little odd."

"That's Stacy."

Mr. Wilkerson busted out laughing. "That girl's doing something right to
get all you boys to do her bidding."

"Good night."

"Night Devyn."

Devyn was right. Mr. Wilkerson was a nice guy and nothing like Vince. If
Simon was like his dad, then being part of the play might not be too bad.

Devyn started driving towards home. He was still a little bothered by how
intense the memory of Vince was. He wondered if he would always have these
random memories from his past popping up at strange times. At least Vince
had not been as bad as some.

He tried to forget so much of what he had done for Tom. He tried not to
think about all the sexual acts he had been put through. He tried to forget
the abuse he had suffered at the hands of Tom's customers. Of course, not
all of them had been abusive. There had been a few that had been nice to
him. Being nice did not mean that he had not had sex with them. They just
had not physically abused him like one or two had.

"Stop thinking about it," Devyn told himself. He knew dwelling on the past
was going to do him no good. "But what if I am just as perverted as those
men?" The thoughts followed him all the way home. He knew he had enjoyed
what he and Charlie had done over the weekend. He wanted to do more with
Charlie. Devyn's lips curved up into a smile at remembering the fun he and
Charlie had. Charlie seemed to be as into sex as he was. The boy had been
popping a boner all weekend long and had been ready for more on
Tuesday. Devyn just hoped he would never do anything that would turn
Charlie off or freak the boy out. He knew taking it slow with Charlie was
the right answer. They needed to learn what they both enjoyed. He and Brent
had taken it slow. They had mostly masturbated each other. They had slowly
worked their way to sucking and then that one night of their interrupted
anal intercourse.

Devyn quickly pushed that memory away. He would rather remember sex with
Vince than his father walking in on him and Brent in the act. He would
rather remember just about anything than the last time he had talked to
Brent.

Devyn drove up the hill and pulled into the driveway. He parked the truck
in the usual place. He took a few breaths trying to focus. He needed to
push away those bad memories. He needed to focus on the happy life he had
now. He looked at the large farmhouse with the warm glow coming from its
windows. It looked inviting. This was his home. Here with Joe and
Travis. Nothing was as important as what was inside that house. The love
and acceptance he got from Joe had saved him.

"I'm back," Devyn said, coming into the house. He moved through the kitchen
and into the living room. "Sorry I am a little late."

"You do know it is a school night?" Joe had started to worry as it had
gotten later. He had expected Devyn home an hour ago at the latest.

"Something happened." Devyn proceeded to tell Joe about the run in with
Dewayne and Howard. "I'm not sure Charlie's brother is ever going to be
able to accept Charlie being gay. I think it will be the end of their
relationship."

"You might be right," Joe said. "Did you only tell me because Lee probably
will?"

"I told you because, well because I tell you everything," Devyn
said. "Plus, Lee was there and I would rather you hear it from me than
someone else. I really did try to just walk away from it. But when they
started in on Julie...well I just couldn't let that go."

"I know you couldn't," Joe said. "I wouldn't expect you to walk away from
that. If he harasses her again, kick his ass."

"Really?" Devyn said.

"Damn right. Don't hold back."

"And if I get into trouble," Devyn said.

"I will be there backing you up," Joe said. "I will always be on your
side."

"Thanks," Devyn said. "What do you think I should do about Howard?"

"You let him off the hook, didn't you?" Joe was studying the teenager's
face. He saw Devyn look away and then back.

"He's Charlie's brother. He didn't do anything to Julie so I thought..."

"You thought you would protect Charlie by keeping Howard out of trouble."

"Well, um, I thought..."

"You need to stop trying to protect everyone." Joe shook his head a bit at
how caring and protective Devyn was of the people he loved.

"It is going to be hard on Charlie not having his brother supporting him. I
could not also have him being arrested. Plus, he was just being a bully. It
was really nothing."

"Devyn, Lee is a damn good cop. He is going to know that there was more to
Howard's part than you let on. He's going to talk to Marcy and then Julie
and then he'll probably go to the Atwood's."

"I told him..."

"Lee is good at reading a situation. He also doesn't like a bully and
especially if that bully is picking on someone he cares about. He's going
to put some fear into Howard."

"I don't want him to fight my battle for me."

"Lee thinks of you as family now. If it is your battle, it is also his. He
would be doing the same thing if it was me."

"It is just a little harassment. It really isn't a big deal." Devyn did not
want Lee or Joe to get involved in this. He did not want anyone but Joe to
know about him and Charlie. He would have to talk to Lee again and downplay
Howard's involvement.

"I don't want this to get out of hand. I don't like that the two of them
were ganging up on you. If this happens again..."

"I'll let you know," Devyn agreed. "I think now that Dewayne has been
arrested it is going to settle down. He was like the leader of the group."

"I hope you are right." Joe was watching Devyn as the teenager got up from
the sofa.

"I think I'm going to turn in. It is a school night after all."

"Devyn," Devyn paused looking back at Joe, "thanks for being honest with
me."

"It is better just telling you the truth." Devyn moved towards the
door. "Good night."

"Devyn." Joe's words made Devyn pause in the doorway. "One more thing. You
won't be able to protect Charlie forever. He's going to have to deal with
Howard. You will just need to be there to give him your support."

"I will. I just think if he can postpone it for a while, it will be
easier. When Howard goes back to college next year, Charlie will feel
better about us and himself."

"I hope you are right," Joe said.

"Good night."

"Night boy wonder," Joe said. "I love you."

"I love you too Batman."

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A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong gives it a superficial
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