Date: Sun, 1 Dec 2019 16:47:10 -0600
From: keith.96@att.net
Subject: Brent's Struggle 08

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Brent's Struggle
Chapter 8

Brent looked out his window at the house across the street. He sat there so
many nights watching that window. He missed being able to see Devyn over
there. He missed knowing his best friend was right there where he could see
him.

Brent wondered if Devyn would like Alex. The two were so similar. Alex was
warm and friendly, like Devyn had been. Alex was also understanding and
forgiving just like Devyn. Brent was sure the two of them would be
friends. "It would be so cool to have a place where he, Devyn, Cody and
Alex could all be friends. They could do fun stuff together. Maybe hiking,
or surfing. If I could only have an island and bring the people I
wanted. Maybe even Darren would come around if he got to know them
all. Brent half smiled at the thought. He suddenly had an image of them all
naked lying on a beach. He felt his heart skip a bit at the idea.

In his mind, Brent could see Cody stretched out on the beach. His lean body
lying on a light blue beach towel. His eyes were closed and his hands were
behind his head. His tan skin was soaking up the rays from the warm
sun. His body was totally naked with his limp cock resting in the nest of
dark brown curls. Devyn was there beside him on a green beach towel. His
body not as tan or as muscular as Cody's. His arms were at his sides and he
too had his eyes closed as he was lying there drinking in the warm
sunshine. Devyn's cock was nestled in his patch of dark brown curls. Then
there was Alex next to Devyn on a yellow beach towel. He was taller than
both Devyn and cody. His body was muscular and trim. His limp cock was
hanging over two large balls in a patch of neatly trimmed pubes.

"It is about time for your appointment," Richard's voice said from the hall
destroying the wonderful image Brent had in his mind's eye.

"Sure dad," Brent said.

It was once again time for the worst part of Brent's week. The appointments
with Dr. Wilson were pure torture for Brent. He hated sitting thru them. He
hated having every word he spoke dissected and analyzed.

"So your parents tell me you broke up with your girl friend," she said.

He hated that his parents met with her before his session and told her
everything he had done. It drove him crazy being watched and every move
cataloged.

"Yeah," Brent said. "We had fun together but it was..."

"It was what Brent?" Dr. Wilson prompted.

"She and I just didn't click," Brent said. "We are still friends."

"Hmm," she breathed making notes. "Why do you believe you didn't click?"

"Um, we, um, just are better as friends," Brent said. He then added when he
saw accusation in Dr. Wilson's face. "We um both kind of like other people.

So there is another girl at school you are attracted to?"She asked.

"Um, a couple," Brent said.

She continued to drill him then about the girls what they wore and what
they looked like. Brent could hear her pin against the notebook as she made
notes while he talked about the girls. He just made stuff up and he hoped
that his pauses to keep the story straight she took as his hesitation. She
kept prompting him for names and descriptions.

"Um, Jenny," he said when asked for a name. Darren's girl friend was the
first name that popped into his head. He thought the questions were never
going to end and then she switched topics on him

"Did you masturbate this week?" she asked.

Brent couldn't believe she was back on this. He knew the answer she was
wanting so he lied giving it to her. "Yeah, a few times," he said.

"Very good," she said. "What did you think about while masturbating?"

"Um, a um, girl in this movie I saw on Saturday."

"Not one of the girls from school?" she prompted.

"Um, no, I, um, well that would be..." Brent could feel his face
blushing. He hoped she would take it for embarrassment. "Um, wrong wouldn't
it?"

"Well there is nothing wrong with a celebrity masturbation fantasy," she
said. "It is also fine to master bate about the girls at school. It is
normal for a boy of your age to masturbate regularly. How many times did
you masturbate?"

"Um, like four," he said.

"Any contact with Devyn?" she asked.

Brent was surprised. They had not talked about him in quite a while. "Um,
no," Brent answered.

"Your father told me you are staying out late," she said.

"I did that once," Brent said. "I just lost track of time."

"Were you with Devyn?" she asked. "Were you with him?"

"No," Brent answered honestly. "I haven't seen him since...since then."

"Since he forced himself on you," she said.

"Yes," Brent answered softly.

"You haven't seen him since he manipulated you into that perverted act."

"Right," Brent said looking at the floor.

"Have you thought about that?" she asked.

"Um, not really," Brent said studying the design in the carpet. "I, um, try
not to think about it." He tried but never succeeded.

"You haven't thought about having sexual intercourse with him?" she probed.

"I try not to think about it," Brent said. That wasn't a total lie. He
tried not to think about Frank walking in on him and Devyn. He would much
rather remember the oral sex they had performed the night before being
caught. That had been so good and so intense. Brent believed it was his
most powerful orgasm. It had never felt anything as powerful as when he was
cumming in Devyn's mouth. It had been better than his climaxes with Cody.

"If he was here right now what would you say to him?" she asked.

"Um, I don't know," Brent said.

"I want you to think about it," she said. "I want you to do a little home
work before our next appointment. I want you to write down what you would
say to him. I want you to bring that with you to our next appointment."

"I'm not sure," Brent began.

"You will do it," she demanded. "It is an important part of your
treatment."

During the week Brent started trying to write down what he would tell
Devyn. The problem was it usually started with "I'm sorry and I love you."
Brent knew he could not give that to Dr. Wilson. What is she going to do to
me if I don't do it," he thought. "It isn't like she can fail me. Maybe she
will refuse to see me any longer. I could be so damn lucky."

Brent got lucky as Darren and Jenny were going out again on Saturday. "You
can get in a work out without me," Darren had told Brent after their Friday
work out. "You need to push yourself harder now. The definition is
definitely coming along."

"Um thanks," Brent said. "Um, maybe I will."

Instead of going to the club and working out, Brent hurried to the
theater. He hoped Alex would keep their date. "Is it a date?" he wondered
as he walked thru the doors. Alex was there beside the ticket counter. He
wasn't behind it. He was talking to a cute girl with long curly brown hair.

Brent hesitated. He wasn't sure if he should go up to Alex or not. Alex
spotted him and smiled. "Here he is now."

"Um, Hi," Brent said.

"We were just talking about you," Alex said.

"Um, you were?" Brent said looking from Alex to the girl.

"This is Trish," Alex said.

"Hi," Brent said.

"Alex was just telling me how nice you are," Trish said.

"Not to mention cute," Alex said placing his hand on Brent's back.

Brent felt his face burn a little. He felt the heat of Alex's touch on his
back thru his t-shirt.

"You two have fun," Trish said.

"Um, you aren't working?" Brent asked turning to Alex.

"I got Trish to cover for me tonight," he explained. "This way we can have
more time together."

"You two get out of here and have fun," Trish said.

"Thanks again," Alex said. "I'll owe you one."

"I think you already owe me like 21," she said laughing. "It is a good
think I love you but one of these days I'm going to collect on all of the
IOUs."

"Come on," Alex said. "Let's go."

"Where exactly are we going?" Brent asked as they were exiting the theater.

"I'm starving," Alex said, "so I thought we would get food. Then just see
where we end up."

"Cool," Brent answered.

They ended up at a local pizza joint. They talked about everything from
Alex telling his parents he was gay to the classes he was taking.

"I feel like I'm bending your ear all about me," Alex said between slices
of pizza. "Tell me about you."

"There isn't much to tell," Brent said.

"Oh come on," Alex encourages as he eats. "Tell me something. Have you had
any boyfriends? Do your parents know you are gay?"

"I, um, don't have a boyfriend," Brent said. "They don't know. They can
never know. I'm not even sure myself."

"You aren't sure?" Alex said surprised.

"I don't' understand anything anymore," Brent said.

"Do you think you are Bi?" Alex asked. "Have you been with a girl?"

"Um, yes," Brent said.

"Wow," Alex said. "You stud." His eyes were twinkling as he teased Brent.

"Knock it off," Brent said.

"Ever done anything with a guy?" Alex asked. "Any high school buddy you
ever play around with?"

"Um, not for a while," Brent said.

"Oh but there was one huh?" Alex asked grinning devilishly.

"Yes," Brent said blushing.

"You are so cute when you blush," Alex said. "Now tell me everything." Alex
continued to tease and pry at Brent until he got enough out of him to paint
an outline of Brent and Devyn's relationship. Brent left out the part about
being caught by Devyn's dad.

"So what happened?" Alex asked. "You break up?"

"He, um, moved away," Brent said.

"Shit that is rough," Alex said. "The first love is hard and it makes it
even harder that you two were forced apart."

"It does," Brent said his eyes bright with knowing Alex understood a
little.

"Was he the only one?" Alex asked watching Brent closely.

"Um, no," Brent answered honestly. "There was another guy when I was on
vacation this summer."

Alex could see the hurt in Brent's eyes. "I guess it did not end well?"

"We had a misunderstanding," Brent said. "He thought I deceived him and
lied."

"But you didn't?" Alex said.

Brent looked up his blue eyes meeting Alex's Brown one. "No," Brent said
adamantly. "It was a misunderstanding. I didn't know that he got bad
information."

Alex could see the hurt and fire in Brent's eyes. He could see that Brent
was telling the truth. "I believe you," Alex said and reached over to grasp
Brent's hand. "It sounds like you wanted to work things out."

"I just want him to know I did not purposely hurt him," Brent said. He
looked down at their joined hands. It felt so could touching Alex and being
touched by him. "It just got complicated so fast. He's a really good
guy. He's fun and kind and, and," Brent was trying to think of the right
words.

"He sounds special," Alex said.

"He is," Brent said.

Alex squeezed Brent's hand. "Maybe one day you will get the chance to clear
the air."

"I hope so," Brent said. He wanted to make things right with Cody and with
Devyn. He knew Cody was highly unlikely to ever take his call and flying
back to see him was not going to happen anytime soon. Maybe he could find
Devyn though. Maybe he could set things right with him.

"He manipulated you," Brent heard Dr. Wilson shouting in his head. "He used
you, just like this boy is trying to use you. You are making a mistake."
Brent squeezed Alex's hand. He pushed the voices down and looked at
Alex. "Thanks for listening. I'm sorry to dump all that on you."

"That's what friends are for," Alex said.

After they finished off the pizza and spent a little time in the arcade
they headed out for a walk in the cool night air. "You know I'm only in
high school," Brent said out of the blue as they walked towards the
park. After talking about Cody Brent knew he needed to be up front with
Alex. He did not want Alex to think he was older than he was.

"I know," Alex said. "I'm only a college freshman so I'm only a couple
years older."

They stopped by a tree and Alex turned to look Brent in the eye. "Are you
alright with a guy that is a couple years older?"

"Definitely," Brent said looking at the attractive teen.

Alex moved closer to Brent. Leaning forward and tilting his head his lips
quickly found Brent's. The kiss was soft and Alex held Brent there with his
hand on the back of Brent's neck. When the kiss broke they looked into each
other's eyes. "I have been wanting to do that all night," Alex said.

"I, um, have kind of been wanting you to do that," Brent said and could
feel his face blushing. He was glad that Alex could not see it in the dark.

"Come on," Alex said taking Brent by the hand and walking thru the
park. Brent worried that someone might see but it was late and the park was
virtually empty. They passed by the theater and then turned and walked down
another street. "It has been great getting to know you Brent," Alex said .

"I feel the same," Brent said.

Brent glanced up at the clock on the theater and could not believe the
time. They had been together for hours but to Brent it only felt like
moments. His Dad was going to be pissed."I gotta get home."

"It isn't that late," Alex said.

"It is for me," Brent said. "See you next weekend?"

"Definitely," Alex said smiling.

Brent hurried home but knew he was already screwed. "You are late!" Richard
barked as he came thru the door.

"It was crazy at the movies," Brent said. "The ticket girl gave me a free
pass to the later showing because the line was so long," Brent lied. "I
missed the first part so she was nice. We ended up talking for quite a
while. It was late and I walked her to her car." He knew the lies were
getting bigger but he needed to deflect his parents from who he was really
seeing.

"That is very sweet of you honey," Linda said.

"You cannot be staying out so late," Richard said but his voice was at a
more normal tone.

"Um, sorry," Brent said. "I, um, just didn't know it was so late."

"This is your last chance," Richard said. "If you come in this late again,
there will be no more going out for a while."

"Sure," Brent said.

"Go on to bed honey," Linda said. "You look tired."

"Night," Brent said.

"What do you want him to do?" Linda asked after hearing Brent's bedroom
door close. "He was out with a girl. He was being a nice young man walking
her to her car. How much more do you want from him?"

"I want him to be a man," Richard said. "I want him to show a back bone. I
want him to stop being a little pussy. You need to stop mothering him so
much."

Linda's eyes were flashing as she said. "I love our son. If you give him
half a chance, he will be a good man when he grows up."

"He needs to start showing some of it now," Richard said. "After what
happened on the vacation and with that BOY, he needs to start showing me
some improvement. With all of the money we are paying to that doctor he
should be acting more like a man."

"He goes to school, he goes to the club and works out and he goes to his
appointments. He is doing everything you are asking of him but it is never
enough for you. You need to back off or you will drive him away."

"I'm making a man out of him," Richard said glaring at his wife.

"If you keep on him so hard we will lose him," she said.

"That is what I am trying to stop," Richard said. "I love him to you
know. I just want him to be healthy."

Linda sighed. "Me too."

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