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Lochinvar

by Nathan Harvey


The kids had called me Lochinvar in school ever since Mrs. Simmons read that damn poem by Scott in English literature class. It was Bill Simmons that had first started calling me Lochinvar in class. It caught on like wildfire and before the week was out everyone was calling me Lochinvar. Bill was the biggest kid in school and really a bully but he also was the best looking kid. He was always hanging around me asking me if I wanted to mix it up with him. For some reason he just liked to pick on me. I had to admit he was really a handsome kid. He was a huge brute and he scared me. I was really glad our high school was a big one and we were separate homerooms. I hated to be stuck with the nickname Lochinvar on my last year of high school but there was no way I could shake it, even the teachers called me that. That damn named was even in my Year Book. Most of the time Billy Simmons was in different classes, but we were both taking classical literature and writing. He was always watching me in that class and loved to call me Lochinvar whenever he could get the chance. The only thing that surprised me in that class about him was how such a big masculine thug like him could write such tender poetry. The other class we had together was gym. The school was big enough that we never really come into contact with each in gym but he was always there watching me whenever I was changing. Then one day when I was in the showers alone he came in. I had to catch my breath. Naked he was really a beautiful stud with his black curly hair and that body of his. The only thing that made you look away from that strong hairy chest was that huge cock of his swinging in front of those big hairy balls of his. Walking over to me he had me trapped in the corner. Then quietly so only I could hear him he said someday he was going to have my ass. That was the last time he ever bothering me in gym. After that in gym class I began to watch for him. It didn’t matter were or what he was doing I always watched him and I tried hard to get a look at him when he was naked. Whenever he would catch me looking he always made sure I got an eye full. I couldn’t get over having those hot wet dreams about him. I was getting to know his body as well as I knew my own. At night I would dream of that damn poem and expect Scott to come into the class taking my hand and dance me to the door and out into his motorcycle. It was all so vivid with me sitting in back of him straddled on his bike and I would put my arms around him and we would steal away into the darkness and become lovers. Then I would wake up in a cold sweat with one hell of a hard on. Lying there in bed I would reach under and get my little towel and beat off thinking of how he said he said he was going o fuck me that one day in the shower. He had to know I was gay, but I didn’t know how, I’d never slept with any one, I never even sucked anyone off. Hell I was still a virgin in every way. South Bend was just not the kind of town were a guy could come out. I even went with girls so no one would suspect I was gay. I always wondered if Billy knew I was gay and that’s why he hated me. Still whenever I would turn to look at him in class he would wink at me or passing would always whisper saying “remember what I told you.” It was in our senior year and after four years of being afraid of him I’d had enough. I decided that it was time to stand up to him the next time he smarted off to me. He had caused a sensation when he showed up on day with a pierced ear. That was just the beginning of his change. Then he started wearing a black leather jacket with the words Road Warrior emblazoned on it. They finally made him stop wearing it on school grounds. From the big beautiful boy I knew, he was turning into a leather biker. I had told him off several times when he would come on to me and he still kept at me day after day now until I just finally gave up. If he wanted to beat the shit out of me I would fight him. It was on a Friday after school walking home. I was thinking of our three weeks of Spring Break. St Andrews High School always took three weeks more that the public schools did. I was daydreaming again about him when I heard the sound of his bike. He was following me. Instead of running or ducking in somewhere like I usually did, I walked out to the street and waited for him. He looked like something out of starwars with his black bike helmet and his leather jacked with the words Road Warriors emblazoned all over the back and down the right sleeve. The Nuns had made him stop wearing that jacket at school, but he always kept it on his bike and would put it on as soon as he left the school grounds. Slowing and stopping he asked if I was ready for him yet. Swallowing hard and nodding I said all he needed to do was name the time and place. Telling me to get on he said now was the time and he would take me to the place. Holding out a helmet to me he said I had to put it on, it was the law. Swinging my leg over the back of the ide, I slid down into the seat. As soon as I was sitting, I slid forward on that hard leather seat and my cock slid right into that tight ass of his, If I started getting hard he would feel my boner. Putting my arms around his chest, I had to close my eyes and something, anything to keep from knowing what I was feeling. I just held tight. He started up slow but as he got toward the edge of town he really sped up. As the wind whistled around us and I held him tighter. I could feel the strength of his body. The vibrations of the bike were making me rub against him and I could feel my cock growing. Once we were outside the city limits he pulled onto a gravel road and then it really got rough and I had to press tighter to him. Now I knew he cold feel my hard on and he could tell everyone he beat up that fairy. Reaching up with one of his hands he slid my hands down to his crotch. As soon as I felt that hard basket of his, I knew fighting wasn’t what he had in mind for me. Finally, he made on more turnoff and we began slowing. When we coasted to a stop we were by a small private lake and a little sandy beach. It almost looked like a little Eden with the trees and grass right up to the water. Parking, he got off the bike and reached over to pull me off. Slipping out of his helmet with a devilish grin he said he had been wanting to do this to me for years. Pulling my helmet off of me, he pulled me close and planted a big kiss on my lips. I just went limp from shock, but when his tongue forced it’s way into my mouth I was on fire. Suddenly, I knew he was going to fuck me and even more frightening I knew I was going to let him. He seemed to know I wanted him and I just stood there waiting for his next move. He went around to the little rucksack strapped onto the back of the bike, pulled out a blanket and spread it on the ground. I’d seen him naked in gym class, but here now as he peeled his clothes away, he was sexy as hell. When he began dropping his jeans I really lost it, there it was, the cock I’d fantasized about hard as a rock. I wanted him and he was mine for the taking. Striping and dashing into the water in almost belly flop and swimming under water a few seconds, he came back to shore and he finally jumped up standing there--shinny wet and sexy as hell. I’d just stood there watching but now I began to tear off my clothes. Running into the water to join him. Suddenly he was running after me and pushing me down in the water. We began tussling like little children. It was when he pulled me up to a little sandy spot on the shore, forcing me on my back. Laying there in the shallows he straddled my chest. I knew the time was here--he was going to take me. Lifting himself on his knees he began forcing his cock into my mouth. Shaking my head, I tried to tell him I didn’t suck cock, but he just kept shoving it in, forcing me to take more and more of him. When he got about three inches rammed into me, he started fucking my mouth. The more I struggled against him, the more he pushed his cock into me, until finally I just surrendered and let him rape my mouth. Seeing my surrender, he really got excited and began pumping his cock in me like a bitch in heat. With each thrust he drove deeper forcing me to swallow more of him until finally he was forcing his whole cock into my throat. It was my biggest nightmare as well as my most wonderful fantasy. He worked over me slowly and gently until he had me able to accept all of him. Now even his balls were slamming into my chin with every thrust. Suddenly, he hunched up almost pulling out of me and with a giant lunge impaled me and I felt the hot cum shooting down my throat. Sitting up he told me he knew I would be a great cocksucker, saying it felt so good he wanted me to blow him again. Pulling me up to my knees, he began shoving his cock into my mouth. Pushing him away I said I didn’t suck anyone’s cock. Grabbing my head and pushing himself into my mouth all he said was, “Shit man I ain’t anyone, I’m your man now.” There I was again kneeling before him in the shallows of the lake sucking his cock. This time I was ready to admit I liked it and he damn well knew it. He took longer this time and when I started to lick and suck all over that cock and balls of his he started moaning telling me he’d dreamed about this for years. Taking hold of my head, he worked his cockshead into my mouth and groaning in delight, filled my mouth with his hot sweet cum. He was hot now and pulling out of my mouth, he pushed me down into the shallows, saying he wasn’t done with me yet. Now he wanted my ass. I had gone too far now to stop, so lying there, I spread my legs and waited for him to take me. I was thankful for the water because as he entered me it hurt like hell. He kept wiggling and pushing forcing himself up my ass. I felt like screaming out from the pain but finally he was in and we lay there as my body gave in to him. Slowly I felt the heat building in my ass and I began to crave more of that cock. Raising up and pushing back, he was ready for me. With each stroke it got better until finally, he was pumping me like a bitch in heat. When he jammed it up my ass all the way and I felt that hot explosion of cum, I knew I loved him. He was just getting started because rolling me over on my back he pulled me over and sank his cock into my ass again. Billy was hung a bull and fucked with the sexual appetite of ten men. We lay there with him pumping my ass and me loving ever second of it. Shooting his load again I could feel that warm sensation as he jammed it to me. Pulling out and washing us off in the cold water, he said he just had to have it in my throat again. It was growing dark but he was obsessed with fucking me again and I wanted him so badly. As he lay there with his cock deep in me he told me he knew I’d saved myself for him. He’d wanted me his lover every since Mrs. Simmons eighth grade class and now my ass belonged to him. Laying there on the blanket he had me blow him one last time. By now I was shameless and I wanted that cock of his desperately. Still we knew he had to get me back and rolling me over, he said he just had to fuck my ass one more time. Standing he pulled me up on my shoulders and began driving that cock of his into me. As he worked his way deep into my body I kept looking into those black glistening eyes of his and I knew he was my man. Dressing, we kissed again saying he would never get enough of me. On the ride back I was in pain and when I got off the bike at my house he told me he would pick me up tomorrow, he wanted my ass again. Protesting, all he said now was my ass was his and he wanted me. Nodding I just ask what time. As we roared away on his bike he called back at nine o’clock. I went slowly up the steps hurting with each step. I had fooled myself into thinking he loved me and all I was to him was a cheap fuck. That night I soaked a long time in the tub, my ass was so sore from his cock I thought I would cry. I did find some Vaseline and rubbing it all over and inside my ass, it felt a lot better That night I went to sleep beating off but this time when I came, I caught it in my hand and licked it clean. Billy had given me a real taste for cum. The next day, Saturday and I told my folks I was going hiking with a buddy. I was dressed in jeans and waiting on the porch for him. When he slowed and stopped I ran to the street and got on. Pulling on the helmet he told me he had a place for us to go. Then patting a basket he’d strapped on the bike, he said we would be gone all day. He really wanted that ass of mine bad. As he pulled away, my hands just naturally slipped down to feel his cock. Smiling as I felt it growing in his pants, I felt like his cock was an old friend. We went out through town when he pulled over at a piercing salon. Hauling me in and sitting me I a chair before I could argue, I had an earring with a scull in my right ear. Smiling that evil little smile of his he said now I looked the part of his bitch. It was a long while on that ride that I was ready to forgive him, but bumping and rubbing against him I wanted his cock so desperately I would forgive him anything. For quite a ways until we came to a gravel road similar to the one we took the day before. This time he slowed because it had big ruts and holes. Giggling, he said the boys had made the road impassable to any of those damn four wheelers to drive into here. The boys wanted their privacy. Finally we got to this shack. Someone had done a little fixing up and it was kind of like a clubhouse. Parking under a makeshift porch we dismounted. Leading me inside he told me to get naked he was hot and wanted his fuck now. Looking around it was clean for a shack and there were a couple of makeshift beds with old dirty mattresses on them. There was a table with some candles and an oil lamp. Throwing my clothes on one of the beds, I went down on my knees ready to take him. I was hot for him and before he could even say anything I was deep on his cock sucking for all I was worth. He was wild and he kept me sucking and fucking me until noon. The only thing that was different was he had brought some stuff called KY and it made the screwing a lot more fun. Laughing, he said I sure was a great fuck. Sitting there naked I watched as he began unpacking the basket he brought with us. He had everything, wine, sandwiches, cold chicken and even small cakes. Lighting the candles on the table he beckoned me over to him. We sat next to each other as we ate and I kept watching him. He was beautiful and whatever he thought of me I loved him. Then playing around saying he had a special dessert for me, he began to smearing some of the cake on his cock and telling me to eat it I went down on him licking and sucking his cock and balls. Looking up I said I wanted the cream filling and began working on him in earnest. When I came up, he began kissing me, telling me I would be easy to get use to. We were stuffed and picking up the remnants of lunch he suggested we take a little fuck and then a nap. This time he was wonderful as he filled me with his cock. I kept moaning and begging him for more. My whole body trembled with excitement as he pumped me full of his cock. He just lay there when he was done with his arms around me we both drifted off in a deep sleep. If anything fucking sure makes you relaxed for a great nap. I became aware of his cock still up my ass growing larger. He was excited and he began that slow wonderful fucking again that I loved so much. He kept at me for the rest of the day and when it was time to go I so sore I could hardly walk but I told him he was worth it. Chuckling he said by the end of summer break I would be able to take anything up my ass including his fist. Snuggling up to him, I told him I was going to tell my parents I was working on a project for a school report on how to save the woods. Chuckling all he said was, I still had a week and a half of good fucking. When I got home my folks just looked at the earring but said nothing. Sure enough every morning he was there at nine. I would run out to meet him every morning now with a big smile on my face. I really wanted him now and he knew it. It was at the end of our second week, he was fingering my ass as we lay there and started working his hand into me. Whimpering as he worked his way into me and as my body accepted him, he began to move around. It was so wild I began shooting my nuts off. With his hand still up my ass he moved over and began licking and sucking the cum from my body. I was elated, he was beginning to love me. Kissing me he said he would always give me what I wanted and needed. Suddenly break was over we were back in school. I had made quite a sensation with my earring. All I would say was I was in a club. Every time I saw him I wanted to say something, to beg him for his cock. It was the most miserable time of my life. Then when I was walking home one night, I was thrilled to hear the sound of his bike. Slowing he told me to get on. We were off in seconds and stopping by my house, I ran in telling them I was going to the show with one of the boys and I would be home late. Then we were off. We went out to that little lake were he first had me. As he spread the blanket, I was naked and ready for him. Grinning as he stripped he said I was one hell of a fucking guy and he was gong to miss me. Startled, I asked what he meant. As he sank deep into me, he said he was gong on a tour of the country before he settled down. We stayed late that night, I just couldn’t bare to say goodbye to my lover. Then winking, he said to tell my parents I was spending the weekend at a friend’s house and he would pick me up Friday after school. I knew he had something in mind but he wouldn’t give me a clue. Finally it was Friday and we were on our way to the club house. Pulling in and parking as we had before, I was surprised to see boxes of liqueur and food siting on the table. As he began lighting the candles,. he told me to strip. Putting my clothes on the chair he stripped and came to me. Holding my arms out to him he lay on me and spreading my legs. , I welcomed my lover into my body. Closing my eyes as he pumped me I had tears in my eyes. I told him I would always love him. Bending low our lips touched and that hot wet tongue of his again seemed to suck the very will out of me. When he bent me double and drove himself deep into me, I closed my eyes as he pumped me full of cum. Suddenly a gruff voice said, “Dibs on sloppy seconds.” Now startled and wide awake, I looked around at the room. It was filled with bikers in leather jackets with the words Road Warriors painted all over them. Smiling, they wanted to know who his bitch was. Then in front of all of them, he begged me to be his bitch and ride with him. With a giggle Billy said he’d promised the boys if they would let me join they could initiate me into the club. Not wanting to leave my man, I decided I had to go with him that I would do anything. Then with a giggle he asked if I could take a dozen cocks. It was fantasy time again. There I was in the middle of a little shack with thirteen naked guys all ready to screw the hell out of me in this pagan initiation. Then someone pushed a drink in my hands, telling me to drink it up. Draining the glass, I was given another and after the third one, someone yelled the gangbang was on. My weekend became one big blur and the only thing I could vaguely remember was drinking, sucking and fucking. There was one brief moment I remembered riding and them standing around me in a chair. Then everything got fuzzy again and I was back on that cot. It seemed like there were hundreds of men and I was the vestal virgin given up to the pagans for sacrifice. One after another I serviced them. Later that Sunday I began to sober up and I realized what I had become. I was now a biker whore and what was worse--I liked it. Lying there naked when I moved my arm, I saw my tattoo. The words Road Warrior in red and black with little daggers around it was on my upper arm. I was now a biker. Then my studs started lining up and one by one welcomed me to the club and tipping there leather hats saying they would see me next weekend on the road. I lay there knowing I was going with my man and wondering how in the hell I was going to tell my parents. Coming to me, he held me tight asking me if I was ready to go with him and the boys on their trip with him as his bitch. I asked Billy if he would stay with me and help tell my parents. They were stunned when they met him but tried to make the best of it. He was on his best behavior and at dinner he began telling them he wanted me to go with him on a tour of the country. They kept looking at him and then at me, and when I reached for something on the table they saw my tattoo. Still, they said nothing and when we turned in I could hardly keep my hands off of him. By morning I was sure they’d heard something and when we came down for breakfast they told me they thought traveling might be a good thing for me, saying they were glad at least I was going with an old schoolmate and someone that would look after me. Kissing my folks goodbye, I knew that they knew what I’d becom,, but they said nothing. I had packed simply and as we pulled out on the road I knew it would be a long time until I saw them again. I was with the man I loved. We traveled about a mile when the other bikers joined us. Slipping my hands down and giving his cock a squeeze, he said he told me to remember that he was the one that would give me all the cock I needed. I was his bitch.


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85 Gay Erotic Stories from Nathan Harvey

A Man And His Dog

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Adam

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Adonis

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Black Daddy

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Born to Serve Man

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Buddies

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Bull

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Caught in the Act

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Champion

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Chico's Boy

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Destiny's Child

As a child growing up I never really gave any thought how different I was from the other guys. I played all the same games that they did, swam bare ass with them and smoked my first cigarettes with them in back of our garage. Sometimes in the summer we would all sit in a huddle talking about what we were going to be when we grew up. Then as we began getting older, we began comparing our cocks

Dr. Goodlove

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Drifter

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El Rancho

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Executive Sweets

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First Love

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First Time

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Friend, Lover, Master

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Full Circle

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Getting Religion

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Gladiator, Part 1

The Gladiators was thought to be one of the most exclusive fraternities at school. In reality it was an off campus organization completely free from any school influence or domination. Gladiators were always the hunks that stood out on campus because of their beautiful bodies and high ranking scholastic standings. In class they were always the smart ones at the top of their game.

Gladiator, Part 2

I was on the steps waiting for him a little early but Eric was right on time and he picked me up. Slowing this silver Sebring convertible he waved me down to the street. As I climbed into his car he said he had the top down because he loved the fresh air evening air and asked if I minded. He said he loved that free feeling early fall in the air as he cruised the drive from school

Gladiator, Part 3

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Gladiator, Part 4

I heard my name called then. I was ready now eager for the fight. Eric leaned over saying do you best and if you lose I will make you a good master. My fight seemed to go on forever. He had this bear hug on me and I thought then that I was done for. The oil had made our body's slick and we had a hard time holding on to each other. Quickly sliding down a little I managed to grab

Good Neighbor

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Helot

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Houseboy

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It Happened One Night

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Jail Bait

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Janitor's Delight

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Kennel Boy

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Leather Man

I'd just left Makielski's art store after picking up my art supplies and suffering sticker shock at pre-stretched canvas prices. I'd have to go back to stretching my own canvas, --at least until I started selling more of my work and making more money. Putting the canvas in back with some of my other paintings, I pulled out of the parking lot to get my goodies home. Still thinking

Livestock

It was blistering hot that summer day and I was sitting on the porch of that rundown little farmhouse I felt like white trash. Sunday afternoons were the pits. I’d just graduated from their hick little high school and was glad to be done with those jerks. They were even happier to get rid of me, telling me I was the most disruptive student they ever had. Now I was eighteen and

Lochinvar

The kids had called me Lochinvar in school ever since Mrs. Simmons read that damn poem by Scott in English literature class. It was Bill Simmons that had first started calling me Lochinvar in class. It caught on like wildfire and before the week was out everyone was calling me Lochinvar. Bill was the biggest kid in school and really a bully but he also was the best looking kid. He

Master

Michael and I had been buddies for as long as I could remember. We started chumming around together as little kids and stayed friends all through grade school and high school. Michael had always been my hero. He was bigger than I was and seemed so smart in everything. I thought he was the most wonderful boy in the world. When we horsed around wrestling, he was always the winner,

New Boy In Town

Warning: this is a work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. If you are not eighteen or this turns you off, don't read it. New Boy in Town By Nathan Harvey Not bad for a little five foot four lightweight. As the top scholar of my class I’d had many offers but the best was from this Mr. Warren guy. He

New World Five

Warning: this is a work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if this turns you off, don't read it. New World Five By Nathan Harvey I was setting at the table listing to my breeders telling me about the old world of earth. They talked about things like trees, lakes, and sunsets that had once existed

On Probation

Warning: this is work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. If you’re not eighteen or this turns you off, don't read it. On Probation By Nathan Harvey I’d been working at the DownTowner now every since I was of age. There weren’t many places in town that would hire a high school dropout on probation,

Persuasion

Warning: this is a work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if your are under eighteen or if this turns you off, don't read it. Persuasion By Nathan Harvey Sitting next to Bobby in the car it was hard to believe how much my life had changed since he’d come into my life. For three years High school

Pet

It was late when my bus finally pulled into South Bend. We had engine trouble and had been delayed for hours somewhere in Tennessee. Now, we were pulling into South Bend hours late. I had all the stuff I owned stuffed in one ratty little suitcase I’d gotten from Goodwill. I knew I had to find a place to stay tonight but it was just two late to find anything and I was almost broke.

Pretty Daddies

It was a hot day and I was sitting on the front steps watching Kelly playing with his kids. The only thing I hated about these houses was there were no front porches. There was no polite way to watch your neighbors without appearing to be nosey. I like the porches that I grew up in with. It was a wide sweeping space stretching across the front of the houses and had that neat

Reporting For Duty Sir!

I was almost finished with my four-year tour of duty in the Air Force. I was glad to get out because I wanted to go to college and start a new life. Service had been good to me. I’d see a good part of the country and loved when I was stationed in Orlando, but that was now coming to an end. I hated the restrictions and lack of personal freedom. I really never liked being ordered

Rocco

Warning: this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex featuring consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if this turns you off, don't read it. Disclaimer: This is fiction; the characters are not depictions of any real persons, living or dead. What you make of this story is entirely your own perception. Rocco By Nathan Harvey Rocco had been our building super for as

Service Boy

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. Service Boy By Nathan Harvey Professor Robert Cassias Carlyle ran a tight ship when

Service Boy, Part 1

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. Service Boy By Nathan Harvey Professor Robert Cassias Carlyle ran a tight ship when

Service Boy, Part 2

As the black cop’s patrol car pulled out on the highway I pulled out behind him. I had no idea where I was, what day it was or even what month it was. All I knew was I was following this beautiful black cop and I would go anywhere to have that cock of his inside me. Seeing his directionals signaling a turn, I began slowing. We were then traveling down this service road and he then

Shower Buddies

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. Shower Buddies By Nathan Harvey All through High School the only class I dreaded was gym. At first it was because I was so bad in sports that nobody wanted me on

Sissy Boy

It was a bummer sitting in Spanish Class looking at Miss Silvers droning on in that dull hypnotic voice, “ Me Casa Es Su Casa.” I was trying do finish a drawing when I looked up and she was standing there watching me. In a shrill voice she warned me I was going to fail her Spanish class if I didn’t shape up real fast. Damn I though, I needed at least one year of a language to get

Slave Boy

It was hard to believe my mother was getting remarried. I hated the idea of living out in the country with none of my old friends being around to hang with, and worst of all was the guy she was marrying had a son that was about a year older than me. They both seemed nice enough and I liked Jason, my new stepfather, but I just didn't trust his son Joshua. Mother and I moved

Sons Of Eros

What is it that they say, you can never go home again? It seemed strange being back in Elkhart. After ten years it was hard to even recognize it as my hometown. The Malls were the new downtown; everywhere in the country and Elkhart was no exception. All the elegant stores I’d remembered along Main St. were now gone and the street had become nothing but cheap bars and empty

Stud Farm

I would remember June 23, 2000 now as more than my birthday. It was my day of liberation. ‘I’ Jeffery Lancer was free at last. That was the new name I’d chosen when I decided to start out on my new life. I wanted to leave all the memories of my past or anyone that knew me behind. All I was leaving was nineteen years of abuse with foster parents and being shuttled from home to home.

Tennessee Justice System

Warning: this is a work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if this turns you off, don't read it. Tennessee Justice System By Nathan Harvey As far back as people can remember they were saying little Gary Saven was headed for trouble. Now in a town of less than three hundred, everyone knew me; they

Terminal Man

I had been planning for weeks on hitching a ride to South Bend to look for work. I had all my stuff crammed into one of those old marine duffel bags and I was anxious to start a new life somewhere. Peru was a small town and their just wasn’t many jobs there for a nineteen year that had just graduated from High School. Most of my classmates were either farm boys or going to college

The Apprentice, Part 1

We had just two days until our graduation from Center High and we decided to do a little celebrating early. Kyle’s parents were going out of town, so he said he could get wheels for our party. So Friday night he snuck his father’s big Buick out of their garage and picked us up. We were off then to cross over the state line into Michigan where I knew we could get booze at the Last Chance Liquor

The Apprentice, Part 2: Conclusion

It was just a short walk from downtown to my father’s house, just five miles and lifting my duffel on my shoulder I decided to jog. After that long bus ride I needed to flex my stiff muscles and get some blood moving. It was when I approached the house I had lived in so many years that it now seemed so dark and lonely. Climbing the stairs and unlocking the door, I was again struck at how silent

The Big One

It was a slow night at the bar. I knew most of the people there-- hell I'd been fucked by most of the studs that were in the room. I'd been coming here ever since High School when I realized I was gay. I'd become a regular here even before I could order a drink. Back then Walter, the bartender, knew how old I was but pretended I was legal. He liked having me around to suck him

The Choosing

Warning: this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex, featuring consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if this turns you off, don't read it. Disclaimer: This is fiction; the characters are not depictions of any real persons, living or dead. What you make of this story is entirely your own perception. The Choosing By Nathan Harvey I just managed to make it in

The Faternity

I had never admitted even to myself that I was gay but I decided that on my eighteenth birthday I wanted to get a job, find my own place and find out about life. When applying for my first job I was interview by the owner of the firm I was ready to admit I like men. When I first laid eyes on David I was ready to admit that I would do anything to be with that man. He was tall,

The Final Step

Warning: this is a work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if this turns you off, don't read it. The Final Step By Nathan Harvey All my life I had heard my father talk about how the niggers were ruining the country and they all should be put on a leaky ship and sent back to African. If it wasn’t the

The Foreman

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Foreman By Nathan Harvey Maxwell Construction Company was building this new

The Game

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Game By Nathan Harvey We had heard all the jokes about twins all our lives and

The Game, Conculsion

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Game, The Conclusion By Nathan Harvey All the way back to South Bend Harvey and

The Game, Part 2

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Game Part 2 Harry and Harvey Even though we had moved on, we kept in touch

The Game, Part 3

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Game, Part 3 By Nathan Harvey Harvey and I hadn’t been this excited about

The Game, Part 4

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Game, Part 4 By Nathan Harvey The party had been our final device to pull Kyle so

The Isle of Mann

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. Isle of Mann. By Nathan Harvey The bar was practically empty and I’d given up

The Major

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Major By Nathan Harvey His name was Michael Lansing, but everyone at Cal

The Mall Rat

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. Mall Rat By Nathan Harvey All my life I have been hung up on clothes. I had stacks of

The Orgy

Warning: this is a fiction, this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if your are under eighteen or if this subject matter offends you, don't read it. The Orgy By Nathan Harvey This was my last year in college and I wanted this spring vacation to be special. I had had asked my dad if I could go with the guys in my

The Pony Ranch

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Pony Ranch By Nathan Harvey Dallas had been plagued with street kids, run away

The Preacher's Son

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Preacher’s Son By Nathan Harvey Bobby Adams and I had been friends ever since our

The Secretary, Part 1

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Secretary, Part 1 By Nathan Harvey It was when I started High School that I began

The Secretary, Part 2

The Secretary, Part 2 By Nathan Harvey The work that day was especially grueling, but it kept my mind off of what I had to do. I knew it was going to be a very profitable day for the salvage end of our business. It seemed like everyone was house cleaning for winter. It was almost dark by the time we had finished unloading and separating the salvageable material and scrap from the

The Secretary, Part 3

Showing up at the unemployment agency, I took one of the number took a seat and waited. Sitting there watching as each person stood when their number was called and made their way to some interviewer’s desk. As the minutes turned to hours, I began getting despondent. Then my number was finally called and I made my way over to a tired looking lady with the long black hair. Smiling

The Super

When I woke this morning it was with a feeling of despair. I’d been primed for weeks to go on vacation and I was looking forward to getting a lot of hot sex. Now for the next two week I was going to be broke and stuck in my apartment. Some vacation this was turning out to be. It was bad enough to have my car getting a new engine in the garage, but it was costing me two thousand

The Tutor

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Tutor By Nathan Harvey I know how I got roped into tutoring Mattie Morrison.

The Wild Card In The Deck

We had just gotten back from our family reunion and mother was telling every one how wonderful Walter was about looking out for his little brother. She kept telling people it was because she and her husband of thirty years had made sure that Walter had a hand in caring for me; he had even been the one to suggest Levi for my name. Damn, I hated it when she talked about us like we

The Wish

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Wish By Nathan Harvey It was a cold rainy night as I trudged through the streets

Thief

God, how I hated the winter. We were having one of those Lake effect snowstorms and it looked like I was going to be trapped in my cottage for the entire weekend. People had told me that living at Beverly Shores in the winter had its drawbacks. Most of the cottages, if you could call fourteen room homes cottages, were now deserted. I had found this little lot and with the help of

Tom, Dick And Harry

It all started back in Chicago when three of us sat around a little table on our afternoon coffee break. We had been bitching for months about wanting to do something different for our vacation this coming year. Then Harry brought up the idea of these package deals for seeing Europe, and we decided to look into it. After calling around to get a few prices, we decided that the three

Trucker Man

It had been a dumb thing to do telling Jerry I was going to stay later at the beach and to let them leave without me. We had just planned to be gone for the day but it was so nice, I wanted to spend the weekend. Jerry said he had to be back to be in a wedding so I loaded my extra beach crap into his van and told them I would just hitch a ride back Monday morning. I wanted to

Trucker Man's Service Boy

By Nathan Harvey This is a work of fiction meant to be read for pleasure only. There is no way to say it other than I am a whore---I am here at this truck stop just outside of Chicago. My duties are to let any and all truckers who want to be serviced use me any and all ways. There is nothing I won’t do to give a trucker sexual pleasure. I am well versed in getting fucked, sucking

Varsity Queer

I'd never admitted to myself that I was gay but in my senior year of high school it was decided for me in a big way. You must remember that in the fifties it was a whole different world for gay people. We didn't have AIDS but we had a lot of social stigma attached to being gay. It simply wasn't a wise thing to let people know that you liked looking at men's cocks let alone that

White Boy For Sale

Warning: this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex. if this turns you off, don't read it. This is a work of fiction and the characters and events never happened. It wasn’t as if I was running away, I was eighteen and just released from of Juvey hall. They had been damn well glad to get rid of me calling me nothing but a troublemaker. Now at eighteen I was on my own.

Wild In The Woods

It was one of those wonderful summers when the weather was like something out of the Garden of Eden. After painting in my studio all winter I wanted to go into the woods and do forest landscapes. I'd always done portraits and cityscapes and made good money from them, now I felt it was time to try painting from nature. We have a deep woodlands close by so I decided to camp out and

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