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Brent's Struggle Chapter 11
Brent couldn't believe how well things had gone with Alex. They had gone out and once Alex had slipped out of his Alexis outfit, they had gone to a club and had a blast. They had barely made it home in time for Brent's curfew. "We barely made it," Brent said to Alex as they pulled up in front of his house.
"But I got you home in time," Alex said. "At least this time that is."
Thanks for tonight," Brent said. "It was so much fun."
"For me too babe," Alex said sitting in the car. Alex had put the Alexis wig back on. He leaned over and gave Brent a passionate kiss on his warm lips.
"My Dad," Brent said trying to push Alex back.
"Will see you kissing the hot chick that picked you up," Alex said. "Just relax and enjoy it."
Brent gave in and allowed Alex to kiss him long, hard and deep. "I gotta get inside," Brent said his heart was racing from the intensity of the kiss.
Alex rubbed his thumb across Brent's lips. "Hopefully we can do this again soon."
"That would be, that would be great," Brent said and kissed Alex's finger before getting from the car.
"It is good to know you can make it home on time," Richard said after Brent had stepped into the living room.
"You didn't have to wait up," Brent said.
"We need to make sure you come home safe," Linda said. "Did you have fun?"
"Yeah," Brent said.
"How long have you known Alexis?" Linda asked.
"She's quite something," Richard said with a smile.
"I don't know," Brent answered. "A while I guess."
"What about Cassie?" Linda asked.
"Um, what about her?" Brent asked.
"Are you still going to be dating her?" Linda questioned.
"Um, sure," Brent said.
"Good boy," Richard said.
"Richard," Linda said. "He shouldn't date them at the same time."
"He can and should," Richard said. "He's a teenage boy. He needs to explore his options."
Brent saw the frown on his mother's face and knew she didn't approve. "Um, I think I'm going to go up to bed. I'm, um tired."
"Me too," Richard said.
"Don't let your mother get to you," Richard said in the hallway outside Brent's room. "She doesn't understand what it is like being a guy. You just date as many girls as you want. This Alexis seems like she has a lot to offer."
"Um, sure," Brent said.
"Good night son," Richard said and patted Brent's back.
Brent was still being watched by his parents but he felt like his Dad was actually proud of him again. He went out on Friday with Darren, Jenny and Cassie and he felt a little more relaxed. Then on Saturday he went out with Alex again.
"You should invite her in," his mom said as he was standing there waiting on Alex.
"Um, maybe next time," Brent said. "We don't want to miss the start of the movie."
"Then next time," Linda said. "We want to get to know her better."
"That's right," Richard said. "We can have her over for dinner."
"Um, sure," Brent said. He didn't want Alex as Alexis over for Dinner. Brent wasn't sure how well and how long Alex could keep up the Alexis identity.
"Bye," he called and dashed out the door. He slid into the car net to Alex. "Hi," Brent said in greeting.
"Hi," Alex said wearing his Alexis wig. Leaning over he kissed Brent on the lips. His wet tongue running around Brent's lips until they parted and it slipped inside.
Alex broke the kiss and pulled away. After driving a while he pulled the wig off and placed it on the back seat of the car. "That thing itches after a while."
"My parents want you to come in next time," Brent said. "Hell they even want you to come over for dinner."
"Do you want to do that?" Alex asked.
"Um, I don't want you to have to go thru all of the trouble of dressing up like Alexis."
"Well, we can see," Alex said. "It might be fun."
"Really?" Brent asked surprised. "Doesn't putting on the fake boobs, make-up and hair make you feel...well I don't know..."
"It's a little strange," Alex said. "But a little fun to. Hell I never considered doing this whole drag thing. I never really understood it. I mean the need to do it."
"It doesn't make you feel like less of a man?" Brent asked.
"No," Alex said. "It in some strange way makes me feel more masculine when I come out of the Alexis costume."
"I don't get it," Brent said.
"Me either," Alex said. "I just know I like spending time with you and if it takes me being Alexis to do that, then I can do it."
"I am going to owe you so big," Brent said.
"Oh honey," Alex said in his Alexis voice, "I am so going to collect."
Brent was felling better than he had since the summer vacation. His Dad had backed off of him. His grounding had finally gotten lifted. The only dark spot was the lie he told his parents when he was going out with Alex.
"It really isn't a lie," Alex told him when he confessed feeling bad about deceiving his parents. "I am Alexis and you are going out with me. You are going out with the person you told them you are. It isn't like you are lie that you are doing one thing and then doing something totally different."
"I guess," Brent said.
It seemed now that Bret had his Dad's approval, he didn't have his Mom's. She did not like that one night he would be out with Cassie and then go out with Alexis.
"It seems like you should pick one of them," his Mom said just before the Thanksgiving holiday.
"Um, maybe," Brent said. "I, um, just like them both."
Brent wasn't lie then. He did like both Alex and Cassie. Cassie was sweet, fun and sweet. Brent also really liked Alex. He liked hanging out with Cassie but he was sexually attracted to Alex. Even when Alex was dressed as Alexis he was attracted to him.
The biggest problem was that his parents were still making him go to the appointments with Dr. Wilson. She was relentless on know about Brent's sexual feelings towards both girls.
"My Mom thinks I should pick one of them and break off things with the other one," Brent told Dr. Wilson during one of their sessions.
"You have time to explore your options," Dr. Wilson said. "A young man like you should be dating and having fun."
Brent glanced down and then over at Dr. Wilson. She was sitting across from her and he thought her skirt was higher than usual. His eyes skimmed over her shapely legs and then he tried to focus on her face. The way she was sitting and the way her skirt slid up made Brent feel a little uncomfortable.
"That's what my Dad said," Brent said.
"He his quite right," Dr. Wilson said. Moving she leaned forward placing her hand on Brent's knee. "What you are feeling for them is perfectly normal."
Bent could see right down her blouse. He could see the lacey braw. He quickly pulled his eyes away and met her gaze. "Each girl is fulfilling a different part of sexual personality."
Brent felt her squeeze his knee before she released it and sat back. "I think you are at last making great progress."
"Um, thanks," Brent said as she seemed to waiting for something.
"I am going to look forward to hearing how things go with both girls in the future," she said.
The clock chimed and which indicated the end of the session. Brent almost breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you Dr. Wilson," Brent said as he stood up from the sofa.
"I just want you to be healthy," she said walking with him to the door. "Helping you overcome the demons of your past is a great concern to me."
Brent felt her hand touch his shoulder and then rub his back. "I think we will be able to have you make a full recover."
"Um, thanks," Brent said as he felt her hand sliding lower down his back.
"I'll see you next week," she said.
"Um, right," Brent said and hurried thru the door and into the waiting room to join his parents.
"Everything alright," Linda asked as they were leaving the office.
"Um, sure," Brent said.
"You just look a little flushed.
"Stop babying him Linda," Richard said.
"I'm fine," Brent told his mother. "It was just a little warm in her office."
"As long as you are not getting that flu that is going around," she said her voice laced with her concern.
"Really Mom," Brent said, "I'm fine."
Brent did feel like things were going better. He was hanging out with Darren and even though Darren did not really know Brent he enjoyed the guy's company. Their workouts were helping Brent fill out a little.
"I told you it would pay off," Darren said one day after their workout. They were in the locker room getting dressed after showering. The place was deserted due to the pending Thanksgiving holiday. "You are adding some good muscle." Darren's hand was sliding along the muscles of Brent's smooth chest. His fingers were expertly tracing the cords that were making up each pectoral. "Show me the guns," Darren said.
Brent flexed his arms for the other boy. Darren proceeded to trace the biceps and triceps with his fingers. "These are definitely bigger. "
"I'm still not nearly as muscular as you," Brent said relaxing. He was glad that he wasn't popping a boner with Darren running his hands all over him like he was. It also concerned him that he wasn't erect. Darren was standing there in only a pair of black boxer briefs. His muscles pumped up from the recent workout. All of the hard cords of muscle on his thick arms and powerful chest were showing. There were a few drops of water sliding down between those powerful pectorals. His tree trunk like legs stretched the fabric of the boxers and seemed to push his basket out towards Brent.
Brent had taken the briefest of glances and swore the guy was a little more plump in the manhood department than normal.
"Thanks," Darren said. He flexed then and Brent knew what the guy was expecting.
"Yeah, rock hard," Brent said squeezing the boy's bulging bicep. "I don't know how you get them so hard and round like this." His fingers traced over the triceps before they moved to the guy's large pectoral muscles. Brent was still relieved that he wasn't sporting a boner. If he had stood there with Cody or Devyn like this, he would have been rock hard. Almost anytime he had been around them his cock was straining for attention. Brent's fingers caressed Darren's nipple briefly as the blonde felt the solid pectorals. The nipple grew erect and Brent felt Darren shudder. "Um you alright?" Brent asked dropping his hand.
"Um, yeah," Darren said. "Just um, had a chill for a second."
As they finished dressing, Brent could not stop himself from looking at Darren's muscular butt when the boy bent over to reach inside the locker.
"So are you and Cassie going out this weekend?" Darren asked.
"We are going to meet at the movies Friday night," Brent answered.
"Cool," Darren said. "If Jenny wasn't out of town we would join you.
"Did you want to come?" Brent asked.
"Nah," Darren said winking at Brent. "This is your big shot with her. Every time you two have been together it has been with me and Jenny. It is time for you and Cassie to move to the next step."
"We really wouldn't mind," Brent said.
"Nope," Darren said. "Time for my boy to get to the next base."
"I do appreciate you fixing me up with Cassie," Brent said. "I kind of owe you." Brent did owe Darren. If it hadn't been for Darren, he would probably still be on the outs with his father. He would have never gotten into to Richard's good graces again.
"Well, when you get your license," Darren began as they were getting into his car, "you can really get things moving with Cassie."
"Next semester," Brent said. "I get to take the class and get my license in the summer."
"It will be cool," Darren said driving thru the light traffic and a few snow flurries.
"I won't have my own car though," Brent said. "I'll probably just get to drive my Mom's crappy car once in a while."
"Better than nothing," Darren said.
"I guess," Brent said. It would be nice to have his own car. He would enjoy the freedom to get away from home with it. Despite how well things were going, he could still feel Richard watching him. He also still had to endure the appointments with Dr. Wilson. The last two had been particularly bad. Not in her pressure about what his sexual feelings were towards Cassie and Alexis but how she was touching him and leaning closer to him during their sessions. The physical contact made him feel uncomfortable.
"Thanks again for the ride home," Brent said.
"No problem buddy," Darren said.
"If you change your mind and want to join me and Cassie," Brent began.
"Nope," Darren said interrupting Brent. "You just tell me all about it on Monday."
"Sure thing bud," Brent said and watched as Darren drove away.
Cassie picked Brent up. She had gotten her license in October and had received a car for her birthday. It was the first time Brent had ridden with her and he was actually a little more nervous about being alone with her. Every time they had been together he had been with Darren and Jenny.
"Thanks for putting up with my parents," Brent said as they walked to her car. "I tried to get you out of that."
"It's fine," Cassie said. "Your Mom is sweet."
"She is," Brent said agreeing.
"Your Dad seemed a little, um, I'm not sure of the word," she said.
"Drunk," Brent said and his voice carried his annoyance. "He had a few too many glasses of scotch this afternoon."
"Does he drink much?" Cassie asked as they were driving towards the theater.
"Not usually," Brent said.
"He, um, actually made me a little uncomfortable," she said and glanced at Brent.
"I'm sorry about that," Brent said and squeezed her knee.
"He seemed to be staring at me," she said.
"Well, because you are so pretty," Brent said.
Cassie giggled and blushed in the dim light of the car. "You are sweet," she said.
"You know it is true," Brent said before they got out of the car to go into the theater.
"What is," She said a little confused.
"You are pretty," he said and leaning over kissed her. His tongue danced along her lips before he broke the kiss and slid from the car. He walked around and together they walked into the theater.
The line was long and they waited their turn. "Thank you for going to see this," she told him.
"I don't mind," Brent said.
"You don't care that it is a chick flick?" she said.
"Well, not really, but next time I get to pick," he said.
"Deal," she said and kissed him.
"Get a room," someone said.
Brent felt his face blush and they were pushed up in the line. They finally got to the front of the line.
"Hi Brent," Alex greeted as they stepped forward.
"Um, hi," Brent said and felt another blush creeping up his neck.
"You two make a cute couple," Alex said.
"Um, thanks," Brent said. "Um, this is Cassie." Brent moved from foot to foot as he stood there looking at his boyfriend and holding his girlfriend's hand. He could see a twinkle in Alex's eyes. Brent hoped that Alex understood. Brent liked Cassie as a friend. He enjoyed spending time with her but he felt something more intense when he was with Alex.
"Hi," Cassie greeted.
"You two have fun," Alex said.
"Thanks," Brent said as he took the tickets from Alex. Their fingers touched for a brief moment and their eyes met. Brent felt something flip in his belly. There was something so intense about Alex's look and the way his lips were curved up into an impish smile. It was like he knew a secret that he was going to share. Brent knew exactly what the secret was and he hoped Alex would keep it to himself.
"Does he go to our school?" Cassie asked.
"Um, no," Brent said. "He's in college."
"I didn't think I recognized him, but then I don't know everyone," she said.
"He works here and I was coming here a lot earlier this year," Brent said. "We hung out and talked a bit a couple of times. We are into the same kind of movies."
They settled down to watch the romantic comedy that Cassie had picked. Brent found it corny and not all that funny. He leaned over and kissed Cassie. "I gotta go to the rest room. I'll be back in a few. You want anything?"
"A soda would be great," she said.
"Back in a few," Brent said and hurried toward the rest rooms.
Brent saw the shadow on the wall as someone came into the restroom. He was expecting them to head to the Urinal next to him or one further down and was surprised when they moved up closer to him. Before he knew it they were right behind him. "Are you enjoying the movie?" Alex asked.
"Dude," Brent said surprised. Brent stepped back and found his body pressed right against Alex.
"Are you?" Alex asked. His chest was pressing against Brent's back. Alex's arms moved around the younger boy holding him tight.
"Man, someone could come in," Brent said trying to pull away. He had not even zipped up yet. He was still trying to push his equipment back in.
"Here let me help you," Alex said pushing Brent's hands away and taking hold of Brent's soft member.
"Alex really," Brent said. "You can't."
"Relax," Alex said and kissed Brent's neck. "No one else is in here. It is just you and me. I checked."
"But someone could come in," Brent said.
"Nope," Alex said as his fingers were slowly stroking Brent. "I put the out of order sign up.
"Dude," Brent said laughing in relief.
"Seeing you kiss that girl made me a little jealous."
Are you crazy?"Brent said.
"Oh, I knew you were going out with her," Alex was saying as his fingers expertly massaged Bret's teenage balls. "I even figured you were kissing her. Hell I thought maybe you were even fucking her."
"Shit," Brent breathed as Alex pushed his pants down.
"But seeing you do it," Alex continued. "Seeing you kiss her. Seeing you with her lipstick on your skin just really frosted me." Alex's fingers manipulated Brent's teenage equipment as his lips and tongue brushed along the soft skin of Brent's neck. Alex's breath was hot against Brent's skin and Brent felt a tingle when Alex's teeth closed on his earlobe.
"Man you know I have been completely honest with you," Brent said
"Yeah," Alex said. "That is the only thing that is saving you from Alexis's wrath. Remember nothing is worse than the wrath of a royal queen and Alexis is one royal queen bitch."
"Fuck man you are nuts," Brent said laughing.
""Don't you forget it," Alex said chuckling.
"Now let go," Brent said trying to get his equipment out of Alex's grip.
"OK," Alex said but first I want what she had. He turns Brent so the two are facing each other. He pulls Brent closer and slides his arms around the teenager. His lips find Brent's and his tongue plays along Brent's lips. Alex is pushing down the back of Brent's underwear so his hands can cup the smooth buns of the teenager's butt. Alex's strong hands massage the two smooth globes of Brent's ass. Brent's lips part and Alex is pushing his tongue into Brent's mouth to explore Brent's mouth as his fingers are exploring Brent's hairless crack.
After long minutes the kiss broke. The two look into each other's eyes. Brent is looking up a little as Alex is an inch or so taller. "I always want to get what that little trollop gets," Alex said before he kisses Brent's nose.
"That's a promise," Brent said.
"Actually I want a little more," Alex said and squeezes Brent's butt as they are kissing.
"That too," Brent said.
Alex releases Brent so the teenager can pull his clothes back together. Alex watches as Brent tucks his equipment back inside and pulls his pants up. "You have better control than I do," Alex said as Brent finishes pulling himself together.
"What do you mean?" Brent asks looking into Alex's warm brown eyes.
Reaching over Alex takes Brent's hand. He pulls the teen closer again and places Brent's hand on the sizable bulge in his navy pants. "This is what you do to me. You make me rock hard. I bet you make that little girl all wet. I just don't seem to have the same effect on you."
"Stop it," Brent said laughing and trying to pull his hand back.
"You want it don't you?" Alex asks with a glint in his eyes.
"Um, well, um," Brent stutters.
"Oh come on," Alex said. "I have seen you checking it out."
"Yeah," Brent said "I want you."
"Good," Alex said releasing Brent. "Because I want you too." Leaning in he kisses the boy once more. "I want you soon. Can we get together this weekend?"
"I think so," Brent said.
"Then I want to see you," Alex said. "I want to see all of you." Alex's hand moves to cup Brent's teenage basket. "I want to see you as excited as I am."
"I want that to," Brent said.
"Then call me," Alex said releasing Brent's basket.
"Sure," Brent said.
"You had better get going," Alex said. "That movie only has about another 15 minutes."
"Shit!" Brent said.
"What took you so long?" Cassie asks as Brent slides back into the seat.
"I got you the soda," he said handing it to her.
"Thanks," she said. "Was there a long line?"
"Um, yeah," Brent said "Plus I, um talked to Alex for a few minutes."
"You just really didn't like the movie," she said.
"Um, it wasn't really my thing," Brent said. "But it was good to see you."
"You are sweet," she said as she leans in and kisses him as the credits begin to roll.
"Do you think you can come over tomorrow night?" Cassie asked as they were driving from the movie theater.
"I, um, would like to," Brent began.
"It would be great if you could," she said. "My Mom will be out and we will have the place to ourselves."
"Oh," Brent said as he wondered if Cassie was hinting at them moving to a new stage of their relationship. "I would really like to," Brent began again. "But we have this family thing. I can try and get out of it but I don't know if my parents will let me."
"Oh try Brent," she said. "I think it would be great if we spent some time alone together. Whenever we go out we are around people."
"You like Darren and Jenny and going out right?" Brent asked.
"Oh definitely," Cassie said. "Jenny is my best friend and Darren is alright."
"Alright?" Brent said a question in his voice.
"Well, I only get jenny's side of it," Cassie began but it seems Darren has a one track mind."
"Oh," Brent said knowing exactly what Darren would have on his mind.
"Yeah," Cassie said pulling up in front of Brent's house. "Jenny thinks all he is interested in is sex."
"Oh I don't think that is right," Brent said.
"I know he is your friend," Cassie begins. "But he does look at Jenny and me too like, like, well like we are a notch on his belt or something."
"Cassie," Brent begins. "He's a good guy. He really likes Jenny."
"He probably does," Cassie said turning to Brent in the dim light coming from the dash and the street lamps. "He probably likes her but he's pressuring her."
"He's a good guy," Brent said.
"Then maybe you can talk to him," Cassie said. "I know he is your friend. Placing her hand on Brent's knee she leans across the center console. "If you can get him to back off, it would be good for the relationship."
"I'll let him know he's coming on a little strong," Brent said.
"Thank you," Cassie said leaning forward and kissing Brent's lips. Her tongue teases his lips and slips inside to touch Brent's as they kiss. Her hand moves further up his thigh. "I knew you would be on our side."
"There is really no side," Brent said feeling Cassie's hand pressing against his teenage crotch. "I will, um, just ask him to take it a little slower. He is really a good guy. He'll understand."
"Thanks Brent," she coos as she kisses his lips again.
"I better get inside," he said as the kiss breaks.
"Let me know about tomorrow," she said. "I can really thank you for helping me."
"Sure," Brent said.
Brent watches Cassie's car pulling away. He sees movement at the window and is sure it is his dad watching him. The man never seems to give Brent a break. No matter how hard Brent tries Richard is always watching and waiting for the slightest mistake.
"Home on time again," Richard said as Brent steps into the living room.
"How was your evening honey," Linda asks glaring at Richard for a moment before looking warmly at Brent.
"Fine," Brent said. "The movie was lame but Cassie enjoyed it."
"A chick flick huh," Richard said knowingly.
"Yeah, kind of," Brent said.
"Get use to them son," Richard said. "You will get dragged to a lot of them."
"Richard," Linda snaps.
"I'm, um, going up to bed," Brent said retreating from the room.
"I think I'll go up to," Richard said.
"You and Cassie seem really friendly," Richard said to Brent as they are walking towards their respective rooms.
"We are," Brent said. Brent can still smell the alcohol on Richard's breath but the man seem not as intoxicated as when Brent left for the movie with Cassie.
"What about Alexis," Richard asked.
"Um, what about her?" Brent asks stopping at his door.
"You seemed extra friendly with Cassie tonight," Richard said.
"Oh saw all of that from the window?" Brent asks a little annoyed with Richard.
"I heard a car," Richard started explaining.
"Sure dad," Brent said not believing a word.
"So do you feel as strongly for Alexis as you do for Cassie?" Richard persisted.
"I like them both," Brent answers which was true. He liked Cassie but he was sexually attracted to Alex.
"They are both, um, very pretty girls, Richard said.
Brent had to work hard to keep from laughing. "Yeah," he managed to say.
"Not that I am looking or anything," Richard said trying to explain. "I mean for girls they are. Pretty."
"Right dad," Brent said reaching for the door knob of his room. He really wants out of this conversation.
"Anyway," Richard said reaching out to squeeze Brent's shoulder. "I'm glad you are on the right track now. I knew getting you around the right kind of people would help."
"Sure dad," Brent said twisting the knob.
"Goodnight son," Richard said as Brent is moving into his room.
"Night dad," Brent responds as Richard is turning to move down the hall to the master suite.
Brent strips off his clothes and begins getting ready for bed. Before turning on the lamp on his desk, he looks across the street at Devyn's room. It is dark as always. He wonders again where his friend is. Leaning down he reaches under the desk and way in the back behind the middle drawer he pulls a metal box from the desk.
Brent had made a hiding place for some important items months ago. He was afraid his Dad would start going thru his things. He had attached a metal plate to the underside of the desk and found a metal box that was just the right size to not prevent the middle drawer from closing if it was behind it. He then used a powerful magnet to hold the box in place. It took a lot of effort to remove the box. He knew it would not accidently fall down and it was unlikely his parents would lie on the floor and look under the desk. Plus he had placed a few other items of interest in other places so they would think they found something. He had went and bought copies of playboy and other rags to hide in his room. He was sure his Dad would be proud of him for having pictures of women with big tits hidden in his room.
Brent placed the box on his desk and took the key from his pocket. He unlocked the box and opened it. He took out a couple of pieces of paper and there were the pictures he looked at almost every night. Devyn's smiling face was looking back at him. "Yeah, I still miss you," he said barely loud enough for even his own ears to pick up. Then he looked at a picture of him and Cody. Their arms were around each other. They were shirtless and on a beach. They had just finished a surfing lesson and they both looked excited. "I miss you too," Brent said again.
He went thru the rest of the pictures and then replaced the documents. Sometimes he would re-read the letters and notes but tonight he was tired. He just wanted to see their faces.
He replaced the box and turned out the light. Then he slid into his bed. In his mind he saw Cody's warm face with the shaggy hair and Devyn with the hair falling into his eyes. "Good night guys where ever you are," he said to the dark room before closing his own eyes.
Brent, Brent, come on sleepy boy time to wake up," Brent hears. He slowly opens his eyes. "Alex," he said looking up into Alex's handsome face.
"Yeah babe," Alex said and caresses Brent's forehead brushing the blond hair back. "I'm worried about you."
"How did you get in?" Brent begins but stops when Alex places a finger on Brent's lips.
"Just listen," Alex begins. "I'm worried about you. Yesterday when we were fooling around in the men's room, I noticed you weren't getting excited."
Brent could feel his face begin to burn. He too had noticed that his equipment hadn't responded to Alex's stroking and fondling. He had tried not to think about it.
"Is it me?" Alex asks tenderly touching Brent's baby smooth cheek.
"No," Brent said.
"If you aren't attracted to me," Alex begins.
"No, no," Brent said emphatically. He pushes himself up to a sitting position and the blankets and sheet drop down revealing his smooth chest. His pink nipples were responding to the cool air brushing across them. "It is not you. You are more than just attractive."
"Then was I doing something wrong?" Alex asks.
"No, it felt, I mean it was awesome," Brent begins.
"He had no trouble responding to me," Brent turns towards the familiar voice and sees Devyn standing next to his bed. "Whenever we were together, we were both popping boners all the time."
"It isn't Alex," Brent said amazed that the two guys were in his bedroom.
"You probably weren't doing it right," Devyn said to Alex.
"He was," Brent insists.
"Trust me," Alex said. "I know how to make a guy feel good."
"He had no problem responding to my attention," Cody said from over Alex's shoulder.
Brent is staring at his surfing instructor. It was true his body had definitely responded to Cody. Who wouldn't respond to that shaggy mop of brown hair, those sensitive brown eyes and the defined body? Cody was a gay boy's paradise.
"He likes it when you do this," Devyn said. Before Brent knew what was happening, Devyn had pulled the blanket and sheet off and Brent was sitting there totally naked. Devyn moved to Brent and kissed the blonde boy's lips. "I know you like this," Devyn said as he began nibbling along Brent's jaw, then his ear and down his neck.
"Yeah, he does like that," Cody agrees watching as Devyn's mouth moves over Brent's smooth skin.
"I can do that," Alex said and begins copying Devyn's movements on Brent's other side. Alex's mouth is kissing Brent and then follows Devyn's road map to Brent's ear, neck and down over Brent's smooth chest. Brent gasps in pleasure as both of his friends kiss, lick and suck on his body. He can't believe how good it feels. He can't believe this is happening but he is willing to just ride the waves of pleasure coursing thru his body.
Devyn's wet tongue is circling around Brent's pink areola and then sucking on the erect nipple. Both Alex and Devyn have their hands between Brent's legs fondling Brent's balls and cock. Alex's mouth is sucking hard and Brent's erect nipple and grazing the sensitive nub with his teeth.
"Oh guys," Brent moans in pleasure.
Leaving Brent's nipple, Devyn's mouth moves lower. His wet tongue is licking a path from Brent's nipple down to his belly button. Devyn traces a circle around that indentation and then down further yet. His tongue meets the patch of golden curls that surround Brent's teenage equipment. "He especially likes it when you do this," Devyn said before taking Brent's head into his mouth.
Brent's gasp is loud as he is swallowed down to the hilt by Devyn. He can't believe the sensations coursing thru his body. Devyn is sucking on his cock and Alex is working on his chest sucking on one nipple and then the other.
"See how much he likes that," Cody said watching as the two guys pleasure Brent.
Devyn's mouth is moving up and down Brent's organ like a piston. Alex is nibbling and sucking on Brent's chest. Then he moves lower and when Devyn comes off Brent's organ Alex takes his turn sucking on Brent.
Moments pass as the two take turns licking and sucking Brent but the boy is still not fully erect. "Wow," Alex said I guess it isn't just me.
"You know what the problem is," Devyn said looking at Brent. "You know what you have to do."
"No," Brent said confused.
"Come on Brent," Cody said. "You know what has to happen."
"You need to do it Brent," Alex said.
No, I don't know," Brent said. "No I don't."
The three keep telling him that he knows and Brent keeps saying louder and louder that he doesn't. "NO!!" Brent shouts and then falls off the bed. He hits the floor.
"Brent?" Linda calls from the hallway. Her voice filled with her concern.
"Um, I'm alright Mom," Brent said. "I, um, just, um, got tangled up in the sheets and tripped." He tries pulling himself off the floor and back onto the bed with the tangle of sheets wrapped around his body. His chest is still heaving and his body is covered in a thin layer of sweat.
"Are you sure?" Linda asks.
"Yeah, Mom," Brent said still not sure what is exactly happening to him.
"Well you had better get up," she said. "Your dad is going to be ready to take you to the club. You have a workout session with Darren."
"Sure," Brent said. He had forgotten that because of the holiday they had moved their workout session to Saturday morning. He couldn't believe it. He had over slept and that dream had seemed so real. It felt like all three of the guys were trying to tell him something. He just didn't know what it was.
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