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Brent's Struggle Chapter 9
Brent could hardly wait for the weekend. He didn't think about much else but seeing Alex again. He couldn't believe he had found another guy that liked him. He couldn't believe how cool the older boy had been. He knew Brent was just in high school and he didn't care. Of course he was only 18 so they were not that different in age. It wasn't like him and Cody. Cody had been in his early twenty's.
Brent still felt bad about how things had ended with Cody. He really did not set out to mislead the surfer. He had no idea the form had been filled out wrong. It must have been his mother's poor handwriting.
"Someday I'll find him and really apologize," Brent thought. He once again had the image of the four of them, him, Devyn, Cody and Alex together on the beach. Brent wanted that image to come true more than just about anything else in his life.
"You seem to be in a really good mood this week," Darren noted during their work out.
"I, um, guess so," Brent said.
"I talked to Jenny about you," Darren said as they were getting dressed after their work out.
"You did?" Brent said surprised.
"She knows a little about you from Sue. She thinks she might be able to fix you up with one of her cheerleader friends."
"Really?" Brent asked. Part of Brent was excited about the prospect of dating a girl. Brent knew his dad would be thrilled that Brent was going out with a girl. Inside though, Brent only wanted to date Alex.
"Yeah," Darren said. "I guess Sue told her what a great guy you were. I guess she saw you and Sue having lunch together or something.
"We do sometimes," Brent said.
"You got a crush on Sue?" Darren asked. "I mean I can see why. She is hot."
"We are just friends," Brent said.
"I'm sure Jenny can find someone to fix you up with," Darren said confidently. "She will get it all worked out and then we can double date. It will be fun. Jenny doesn't really like my other friends. She says they have no class."
"Sure," Brent agreed but his heart was not in it.
Darren dating Jenny gave Brent another chance to see Alex. Brent met up with Alex early Saturday afternoon. They walked thru the mall talking and browsing thru the stores. "Did you want to take in a movie?" Brent asked him as Alex was picking out a couple of shirts.
"Sure," Alex said. "We can get something to eat after."
"It sounds good," Brent said.
He followed Alex back to the changing rooms," I'll just be a minute. Alex said as he was disappearing into the cubical.
It only took Alex a couple minutes before returning in the new shirt. "What do you think?" He asked modeling the shirt for Brent.
"It looks good," Brent said.
Before Brent knew what was happening Alex was pulling Brent into the cubical and closing the slatted door. Leaning closer Alex presses his lips to Brent giving the blonde teen a long kiss. "I have been wanting to do that since I saw you walking towards me this afternoon.
Brent looks into Alex's warm brown eyes. Alex has his hands on Brent's hips holding the blonde against him as they stand there in the changing room cubical. "Me too," Brent admits softly.
Leaning forward again, Alex kisses Brent. He then releases the blonde and steps back giving the blonde a little more of the floor space in the small room. "You should try this on," Alex said handing Brent a shirt. "I think it will make your eyes pop."
"Um, I don't know," Brent said.
"Come on," Alex insisted pulling Brent's jacket and then his shirt off. His hands slid over the smooth skin of the teen's chest and stomach. Brent's fading vacation tan glowed softly in the fluorescent lights of the changing cubical.
"We shouldn't be doing this," Brent whispers as Alex is lightly pinching Brent's left nipple.
"Sure we should," Alex says before leaning in for another long kiss.
Brent cannot stop himself. He slides his fingers under the hem of Alex's shirt. His hands are feeling the heat of the other boy's body as they touch the warm skin. Brent can feel a surge in his stomach as his hands slide over Alex's hard abdominals and then they move higher. To Brent it is as though some other force has taken control of his hands as they explore the older boy.
Brent's hands push the shirt up higher so he can touch the older boy's bare skin. He can feel the heat of the other boy's body. He can feel the soft hairs on Alex's chest as his fingers glide over it pushing up the shirt Alex was trying on.
Their hands explore each other's bodies as they kiss. Alex's fingers find the button of Brent's jeans and quickly pop it open. His fingers nimbly undo the button fly. He is slowly sliding his hand inside Brent's jeans. His fingers lightly caressing the teenage equipment contained in Brent's cotton jockey briefs.
"Alex," Brent says his voice nervous at the thought of being caught. "We really can't do this."
"You are probably right," Alex said as his fingers lightly fondle Brent thru his underwear.
The sensations of Alex's fingers massaging Brent's male organ is causing Brent's stomach to do flips. There was something about being touched there where only Devyn and Cody had touched him before that gave Brent a warm feeling. As Alex's fingers continue fondling him Brent slowly realizes that before he would have blood surging into his male organ. When he and Devyn were together the slightest touched had him erect. It had been the same with Cody but now nothing was happening in his penis. He felt the need to be touched. His stomach and emotions were there but physically nothing was happening. "Alex," Brent says again trying to stop Alex before someone catches them in the changing room half naked.
"Aren't you enjoying this?" Alex asks as he is leaning closer to nibble on Brent's neck. "I know I am enjoying it." Alex's eyes twinkle in the light with is excitement for the other boy.
"What if," Brent says as Alex continues massaging Brent thru the cotton fabric, "if someone finds us?"
"They will have to take a number," Alex says his lips quirked up into a smile. "I get you all to myself right now."
"But we could get caught," Brent protests as Alex's fingers slip under the waistband of the tight underwear Brent is wearing.
"That is part of the fun," Alex says grinning at the younger boy. Alex can feel the soft blond pubic hair as he pushes his fingers in further.
"Come on Alex," Brent says. Brent half wants the boy to stop and the other half wants to take the game to the next step. If his teenage equipment had been responding the way it had in the past he might have been more incline to see just how far Alex would go.
Sighing Alex removes his hand. "Alright," Alex said. They have one last quick kiss before dressing and straightening their clothes.
Brent can feel the stairs of the sales clerk as they slip out of the small room. Alex buys the shirts to ease the anger of the clerk. "I can always bring them back later if I want."
"You know you are a little crazy," Brent said as they were exiting the store.
"I'm sorry but you are so cute that I can't keep my hands off of you," Alex said.
"I kind of like having your hands on me," Brent said as they were walking towards Alex's car.
"Then were going to have to get my hands on your hot body more often," Alex said smiling at the blonde boy.
Looking over at Alex Brent says "Sounds fun." Brent's eyes Meet Alex's. Brent feels so drawn into those soft brown eyes. They are a little like Devyn's but without the gold in them. Alex's hair is longer than Devyn's but the way it falls over his eyes sometimes make's Brent remember his friend. When Alex looks at Brent, it gives Brent a warm feeling in his stomach. It felt so much like when Devyn would look at him.
They placed Alex's purchases in the car and then headed to the movie theater. They picked an action packed thriller and sat in the dark sometimes holding hands and sometimes touching a knee or leg. It felt so good to Brent. He could almost get lost in time and think it was Devyn sitting next to him. He remembers those double dates with Sue and Tracy. He and Devyn would sit next to each other with the girls on their other side. He felt so jealous of Sue being able to touch Devyn and kiss him.
Alex then drove them to a diner, "they make the best burgers," Alex told Brent as he was pulling up in front of the 1950s looking place.
The waitress greeted Alex by name. "You are adorable," she told Brent and then winked at Alex.
"Um, does she know," Brent asked after she had taken their order.
"Know what?" Alex asked a little confused.
"You know," Brent said. "About you? Me?"
Alex couldn't help laughing. "Of course she does. Look around."
Brent did then. He saw that most of the people sitting in the booths were men. There was one booth with two women and then Brent's eyes popped even wider as he saw another booth with a man dressed as a woman. The five o'clock shadow was a dead giveaway. "I, um, I didn't notice."
"It's a gay dive," Alex said. "Most of the people who come here are gay or at least gay friendly. Shirley, the waitress, is straight I think. She has told me a couple times she could convert me."
Brent was stunned. He couldn't believe it. Everyone here is gay? Everyone? "I, um, didn't know this place existed."
"You are so cute," Alex said. "Here you are safe to be yourself. Here we can even do this." Standing and leaning across the table Alex kisses Brent's lips. His hand moves to the back of Brent's neck to hold the younger boy in place.
"Now none of that," Shirley said bringing them their food. "Unless you are willing to share him."
"Oh no," Alex says returning to his seat. "He is all mine. I am not sharing this hottie with anyone."
Brent can feel his face blushing. He looks down trying to hide his embarrassment.
"Damn he is even cuter when he blushes," Shirley says and ruffles Brent's blonde hair. "Just don't you two get too carried away. The way you boys look, your likely to give some of these old queens a heart attack.
"Thanks Shirley," Alex says as she is walking away.
Brent is feeling more relaxed than he has since spending the day with Cody months ago. Being with Alex is easy like Devyn and Cody. He can feel muscles relaxing that he did not even know where tied up in knots.
The two polish off the burgers and fries. Then return to Alex's car. He drives them around a bit. He gets Brent to talk a little about high school and he tells him about college.
"I really can't wait until I'm out of high school," Brent says as Alex is pulling into a parking spot near the park.
"It is a different world," Alex says turning off the car.
"I know," Brent said. "I was going to go to school near home, but I'm thinking now I might go farther away."
"If your parents aren't dealing with you being gay, that might be good for you," Alex says.
"I'm not sure that I'm..." Brent began but is stopped with a finger on his lips.
"Be honest with yourself Brent," Alex says before removing his finger. "You don't have to tell them or anyone else but you need to be honest with yourself. I'd like it if you could be honest with me."
"See how he is manipulating you," Dr. Wilson was shouting in Brent's head. "He's trying to make you admit something that is not true. He's trying to coerce you into perversion."
"I, um, I, um," Brent stammers as the voice scream in his head.
"Just think about it Brent," Alex says getting out of the car.
Brent slides from the car and looks at Alex. Brent feels those warm brown eyes on him. He feels them and wants Alex to accept him the way Devyn had. He wants that feeling of friendship again.
"You need to come to terms with it," Alex says.
"I will," Brent says. "I'll try at least."
"That's all I can ask," Alex says moving to lean against his car.
"Thanks for being so understanding," Brent says. Brent has managed to muffle the voice screaming in his head. He focuses on Alex's words to cover the lecture running thru his mind from Dr. Wilson.
"I'll have to work next weekend," Alex said as he was leaning against his car. "Maybe we could do something after my shift?"
"Um, that will be late," Brent said. "I probably can't. My Dad is being a real hard ass these days."
"Maybe the next weekend," Alex says reaching out to touch Brent's arm.
"I hate having to go that long before seeing you again," Brent said.
"Me to," Alex says, "but it is alright."
"Are you sure?" Brent asks his blue eyes looking into Alex's Brown eyes. "I mean you aren't going to get fed up with my restrictions?"
"No," Alex says smiling. "You are cute and you are worth the extra effort." While leaning against his car, Alex pulls Brent closer. He feels Brent hesitate for a moment before giving into the moment.
Putting his arms around Alex Brent hugs the holder boy. He feels Alex's strong arms wrap around him. He feels Alex's strong body against his. To Brent, this feels right. It feels natural. "Thanks for being so understanding. I, um, I..." Brent's voice trails off as he cannot come up with the right words.
"Life doesn't come with a road map," Alex says holding Brent'. "Just be true to yourself. The rest will come.
"I, um, had better get going," Brent says stepping back from Alex. "Before I'm in trouble."
"Give me a call and we will work everything out," Alex says before sliding into his car.
"I will," Brent says. He watches Alex back out of the parking spot and then drive away. Brent watches the tail lights until they disappear. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Brent starts the walk home. The weather has grown colder. He can't believe it is almost Thanksgiving. He wonders what he will do for that long weekend. He will hate being home with his Dad glaring at him. It will be even worse over the winter break. That two and half weeks will feel like forever.
Brent was surprised when Dr. Wilson cancelled their appointment. He honestly couldn't believe his luck. He hoped that she would continue to cancel the appointments.
"Um, you know Mom," Brent began after his Mom had told him the appointment had been cancelled. "I, um, think we could really cut back on them. I think I have really, um, adjusted and everything is good now."
"Do you really think so honey?" she asked. Linda had to admit her son did look better. She would still say he was still too skinny and did not eat enough but he seemed happier than he had in a while.
"Yeah," Brent said. "Everything is going fine. I think, um, we can cut back on them."
"We will bring it up with Dr. Wilson at your next appointment."
"Thanks Mom," Brent said and hugged her before going upstairs.
Because of Brent's curfew and Alex's classes and work schedule it took them some time before they could actually see each other again. Alex had offered to pick Brent up at home but Brent couldn't have him do that. Instead he met Alex at the mall. He thought that would be a safe place and his Mom didn't mind dropping him off there on Saturday afternoon. Brent half hoped he would run into Matt and Bryan. He had like those two guys the one time he had met them. He knew Devyn had liked Matt a lot. "Maybe Matt would know where Devyn was?" he wondered.
"Hey," Alex said finding Brent wondering thru the mall. "I was hoping you would be early too."
"I guess great minds think alike," Brent said. He felt better at seeing the other boy.
They browsed thru the mall and then went and got some dinner at a local diner. "The food here is good," Alex said.
"The burgers aren't as good as that other place," Brent said.
"No and nothing on the menu is healthy," Alex said eating.
"Oh you aren't one of those health nuts are you?" Brent asked.
"I work out and try and eat right most of the time," Alex said.
"I did kind of notice that you worked out," Brent said softly and felt his face blush a little.
"Oh you did?" Alex said smiling. "Just when did you notice that?"
"Um, in the dressing room when we...um, you know," Brent said.
"You are so cute when you blush," Alex said.
"Stop it," Brent said.
"I have3 to admit I noticed that you must work out some," Alex said his eyes twinkling at Brent. "When my hands were remaining all over that hot body of yours, I could definitely feel some solid muscle there. Yu look damn hot in the light of the dressing room."
"Knock it off," Brent said looking down at the table so Alex wouldn't see him blushing.
Brent couldn't believe how easy it felt with Alex. The guy was cute, warm and seemed to be genuinely a caring guy. He had so many of Devyn's traits. "I guess I have a type," Brent thought as they left the diner and were walking to Alex's car.
"What would you like to do next?" Alex asked starting the car.
"What do you usually do on your nights off?" Brent asked.
"Mostly study," Alex said. "But when I want to blow off steam there is this place I know."
"Is it nearby?" Brent asked.
"Not too far away," Alex said. "It's a gay joint though."
"Oh," Brent said.
"Are you okay with that?" Alex asked. "I know you aren't out."
"No you cannot do this," Brent heard his father telling him. He then heard Dr. Wilson lecturing about how wrong this was. He knew neither of them would approve of him going to a gay club. "But I am gay," Brent thought. "No you aren't," Richard shouted in Brent's head.
"Brent?" Alex said when Brent hadn't responded.
Brent squashed the voices shouting in his head. "Um, I am under age," Brent finally said. "Don't you have to be 18 to get into those places?"
"Like underage guys haven't been slipping in there," Alex said. "They are not that thorough."
Brent thought about it. It might be good to mix with a group of gay guys. It might help him come to terms with understanding himself.
"You know this is wrong," Dr. Wilson shouted in his head. "Do not do this," his father yelled at him. "Do not give into these perversions," Dr. Wilson lectured. "It is wrong. It will destroy you. You will burn in hell."
Brent bit his lower lip. He wanted to go with Alex. He wanted to be with this guy. He just enjoyed being around him. "I guess it would be alright."
"Cool," Alex said. "We can dance and I think you will have a blast." Leaning over Alex lightly kisses Brent. "Plus if you are uncomfortable, we can leave any time."
"Thanks," Brent said.
The place was further away than Brent had anticipated. He was a little worried about being home on time but somewhere inside he did not care if he got in trouble. Part of him knew he had already lost the most important thing in the world. "I will make it right one day," he told himself as he was pushing thru the people with Alex. "One day I will find you and tell you I'm sorry."
"Is this awesome," Alex said.
"Yeah," Brent shouted back over the loud music.
They ordered drinks at the bar. Brent opted for a soda but Alex got a beer. "You aren't 21," Brent said.
"They didn't ask for ID," Alex said grinning. "Don't worry I'll only have one, maybe two. It helps me relax and have fun out there dancing."
Brent and Alex hit the dance floor then. It took them a little bit to find there rhythm but they were soon rocking to the loud music.
They both worked up a sweat and returning to the table Alex pulled his shirt off and draped it over the chair. Brent had not realized how defined Alex's chest and arms were. He had only seen the guy that one time in the dressing room and Brent had not gotten that good of a look. Now he could see the cords of muscle that made up Alex's arms and the definition of the man's chest. Brent watched a droplet of sweat sliding down between the two pectoral muscles. He licked his lips.
"Hey man," someone said coming up to Alex.
"Oh hey," Alex greeted.
Brent looked at the attractive man that was probably just a couple years older than Alex. The guy was damn attractive. His hair looked like he just woke up but on this guy it looked damn sexy.
"Go on and join us," Alex said. "We are just taking a break cooling off."
The guy joined them at the table. He glanced over Brent as if drinking in his young looks. "You look a little young for this place," he said.
"He's older than he looks," Alex said.
"Really?" he said raising an eyebrow at Alex. "I know you like to rob the cradle. He likes his guys young and innocent," the guy told Brent.
"That is why we didn't work out," Alex said. "You are not young or innocent."
"Watch it," The guy said but was laughing.
"This guy got me into tons of trouble," Alex said.
"Um did you date?" Brent asked.
"Not really," Alex answers. "We just hung out together. His Dad owns the place my Dad works. We would just hang out while they worked or were playing golf."
"So just friends huh?" Brent said wanting to clairify their relationship.
"Yeah," Alex said. "Like he said I tend to be into guys a little younger than me and he likes the old farts."
"I like my guys grown up," the guy clarified.
"He likes big daddy types," Alex teased.
"Up yours," he said.
"That last guy you were dating was how much older than you?" Alex asked.
"Maybe 15," he responded.
"I bet he had all the daddy equipment you liked," Alex said. Turning to Brent he said "This boy is a size queen."
"I do not need this abuse from a cradle robber," he said.
Brent could see the two liked teasing each other. They definitely had a good friendship. Brent could definitely tell that he would like hanging out with both of them.
"You look rested," he said looking at Brent. "You want to dance?"
Brent glanced over at Alex. He wasn't sure of the correct protocol. "Go on," Alex encouraged. "He is actually a decent dancer."
"Come on," he said and grabbed Brent's hand pulling him out onto the dance floor.
"You seem like a good guy," he said. "Be careful with Alex."
"What do you mean?" Brent asked a little concerned.
"Just don't let him encourage you into something you don't want to do," he said.
"I, um, don't know," Brent began.
"Alex is a good guy," he said. "He has a good heart but he likes pushing the boundaries."
Thinking back to the escapade in the changing room Brent says, "I, um, have kind of seen that side of him."
"It makes him a lot of fun," the man said.
"He is a lot of fun," Brent said honestly.
"I can see from how you look at him that you have it bad for him," the man said his lips quirked up into a half smile.
"Am I that obvious?" Brent asked.
"You are young and innocent," he said. "It makes you a little easier to read. Just take it slow. Alex is a good guy. If you give him boundaries he will work inside them."
"Um thanks," Brent said.
The song ended and the two moved back to the table. They dropped down next to Alex both of them panting and sweating. "At least you picked someone that can dance this time."
"He's got moves," Alex said sliding his arm around Brent.
"He does," the guy agreed.
"Um, I don't want to cut the night short," Brent began knowing it had to be getting late. "But I should be thinking about going."
"It is late," Alex said. "I didn't really mean to keep you out this late."
"I'll see you two the next time," Alex's friend said as they got up to leave.
"Yeah man," Alex said. "I'll keep my eye out for a hot daddy for you.
"Take it easy," he said as Brent and Alex started towards the exit.
Alex and Brent made their way thru the crowd to the entrance. Before going out into the cool autumn air Alex pulled Brent over to one side. He slid his muscular arms around the slender teen and held him tight. "It has been a great night with you," he said and leaning his head in kissed Brent's lips.
Brent's arms slid around the older boy. He can feel the hard muscles of Alex's bare back as the college hunk had not yet put his shirt back on. "I had a blast."
"I'm looking forward to more blasts," Alex said kissing Brent's inviting lips.
Brent gives into his desire and returns the kiss. His tongue and Alex's tease each other. Alex's hands push up under Brent's shirt. He feels the soft skin of Brent's back. He slides one hand lower and lower until he has Brent's left Cheek in his hand. He squeezes it as he strokes up and down Brent's back.
Brent feels his heart racing. He can feel heat climbing up his neck. He knows everyone is watching them. He can hear his Dad and Dr. Wilson yelling at him. He feels like he is being pulled in multiple directions.
Alex presses Brent tighter against him. He grinds his hips to Brent's as the boy's hands caress up and down his back. He can feel those sensitive fingers exploring the muscles of his shoulders and down his spine.
Brent feel's Alex Pressing harder against him and then he feels Alex harness against his leg. He feels the man grinding against him and Brent realizes he has not gotten erect. He can feel everything else in his body happening. He can feel his heart racing. He can feel his breathing increasing but his cock isn't showing his excitement.
Brent pushes back. He puts a hand on Alex's chest. His fingers feel the hard muscle and the soft blonde hairs between the two pectoral muscles. "We, um, gotta get going," Brent manages to stammer out.
"Right," Alex says then kissing Brent on last time before pulling on his shirt. The two head out into the cool night air.
They make their way to Alex's car. "Damn I can't believe it is almost winter," Alex said getting into the car. "Time has flown by since I started spending it with you."
Brent's ears ring with the silence after that loud noise of the club. "It was a great night."
"I'm sorry I kept you out so late," Alex said as he starts pulling out of the parking lot.
"Just what time is it?" Brent asked.
"Only 1AM," Alex said.
"Fuck!" Brent had no idea it had gotten so late.
"Are you going to be in much trouble?" Alex asked his voice concerned.
"My Dad is going to go nuts," Brent said.
"I'm really sorry Brent," Alex said as he was driving thru the streets.
"It is my own fault," Brent said. "It isn't like he is ever happy with me."
"Do the two of you not get along?" Alex asked.
"We use to," Brent said. "I use to have a good relationship with both my parents. My Mom is still alright for the most part but my dad just has not treated me the same since last winter."
"Did something happen?" Alex asked.
Brent wondered how much he should tell Alex. He wondered what Alex would think of what had happened with Devyn. "It's a long story," Brent finally said. "I'll tell you about it sometime."
"No problem," Alex said. "I'm always happy to listen."
"How were your folks at dealing with you being gay?" Brent asked.
"Oh they were surprised," Alex said. "But after the shock wore off, they were fine with it."
"Do you ever take boyfriends home?" Brent asked.
"Only one," Alex answered. "Back when I was in high school."
"And they were fine with it?" Brent asked.
"Surprisingly fine," Alex said. "I have to say they have been very supportive."
"That is great," Brent said. He felt let down by his parents. Why couldn't they have understood like Alex's parents? Why couldn't they support him? He didn't choose to be gay. He and Devyn tried to fight it but it hadn't worked. It kept coming back no matter what Brent did.
"I guess your folks aren't so accepting," Alex said.
"I guess it is obvious?" Brent said.
"I just guessed from the questions you were asking," Alex said. "Is that what changed between you and your Dad?"
"It has been hard around him," Brent said. "Nothing I do is ever good enough. No matter how hard I try I keep screwing things up."
"Don't be so hard on yourself," Alex says glancing over at Brent. He cannot see the teens face clearly in the dim interior of the car. "He may just need time."
"Maybe," Brent said.
Brent gave Alex directions to his house. He would have rather walked home but that would have made him even later. "Thanks again," Brent said as they were pulling up in front of his house.
"No problem," Alex said.
"I, um, will probably be, um, well not able to go out next weekend," Brent said. He could feel his face burn at the embarrassment of being grounded.
"No problem," Alex said. "Just give me a call when you are free and we will work it out."
"Thanks again," Brent said. He slid from the car before Alex could try and kiss him goodnight. He was afraid his Dad would be standing at the window and then all hell would break loose.
"Call me," Alex said.
Brent hurried up the walk. He tried to enter the house quietly. He hoped his parents would be asleep and then they might not know just how late he was. He silently closed the door and locked it. He crept towards the stairs. He had his foot on the bottom step when the lights went on.
"Where the hell have you been?" Richard said his voice controlled but laced with his anger. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"I'm sorry," Brent said turning. "I lost track of time."
"If you are even thinking about giving me that bullshit story about falling asleep...don't."
"I was out with friends," Brent said. "I just lost track of time."
"And who was that giving you a ride home?" Richard asked.
Richard had seen them Brent realized. He was so glad he hadn't leaned over and given Alex a good night kiss."A friend," Brent said.
"Is he a friend from school?" Richard asked.
Had he been watching out the window with binoculars Brent wondered? "Yeah, from school," Brent lied. "He's a couple grades ahead of me."
"You are grounded," Richard said. "No more going out. You will be coming straight home from school."
"For how long?" Brent asked.
"For as long as I want," Richard said. "Now up to your room."
Brent stomped up the stairs and threw himself on his bed. Whenever he met a great guy his father was determined to come between them. No matter what Brent did he was never going to be good enough for his dad because he is gay. "I lost Devyn and Cody. Now it looks like I'm going to end up losing Alex.
Copyright 2019 by Keith Yates keith.96@att.net all rights reserved
There you go readers. This will be the last chapter for 2019. I hope you enjoyed it. I am looking forward to hearing your thoughts about the story. What do you think of Brent and Alex? Is Alex a good guy? How long can Brent pretend with his parents? I am looking forward to reading your thoughts. Everyone have safe and happy holidays.