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Executive Sweets

by Nathan Harvey


I'd gotten up late this morning and I had to rush to dress for work. I wanted to look especially nice today; I was being interview by personnel for a new promotion. The office grapevine had it that that the new position was an important service position to Mr. Sams the company president. I'd been with the company for five years and I'd done every thing to get ahead. I lived in this one room just to have money for night school and special clothes. I spent my money on a few good suits - I even had my shirts tapered at the Custom Shop to show off my body. I wanted people to notice me and to think I'd arrived. I devoted all my spare time to researching how to be better at my job and to improve my mind and body to get ahead. I felt the time had arrived for my lonely nights of study and exercise to pay off. While riding up to the top floor in the executive elevator, before my big moment, I checked myself out in the elevator mirror was a good-looking stud, I was tall, almost six four, had well-styled black curly hair, and a clear flawless complexion. Getting out of the elevator, I was pleased to notice the women giving me the once over. I was proud of my well-built body and my big basket advertising my manhood; I liked showing it off. Standing before the personnel secretary, I announced I was here for my interview. Looking up and smiling, she waved me on into the inner office. I was surprised it was empty, so I sat waiting for someone to come in. I sat there for a long while, I was patient because I realized this was one of their little tricks they used to check out the people they interviewed. The door finally opened and this small man came out and extending his hand. He introduced himself as the head of personnel. First he told me that our company president, Mr. Sams had been keeping an eye on me for quite a while in regard to this promotion. He was currently developing a new position and thought I had the qualifications to fill it. Going on in a soft voice, he went on to explain the position offered a good salary, benefits, and a clothing allowance. He couldn't tell me what the duties were because that was still under development. However he did mention it might involve European travel and you would be working away from the main office, it was really going to be an important position. He felt I was very fortunate to be granted this offer for a person who had only been with the company five years. Sitting, he opened a large folder and began to leaf through it saying he had a few questions he needed to ask me. I suddenly realized it was my personal file he was looking at. I was surprised at how much information they had collected about me when he asked the usual questions, like if I'd married recently, if I had any intentions of marring in the future and if I had a steady girl friend. I told him my job was my only interest at the present and my future advancement meant everything to me. That answer seemed to please him. And he asked about my education, if I was going to continue my schooling and if I had been involved with the police or had any problems with my health. He said it would be necessary for me to sign an updated contract for this new position. The contract was similar to the one I had signed when I joined the firm, but with the new responsibilities it would need to be more extensive. Waving his hands as if to dismiss it, he said it was just about company loyalty, and legal stuff, nothing to worry about. After signing I would need to pass a physical evaluation to validate it. Then pushing the contract in front of me, he explained this was a very important career move. The contract was long and complicated and filled with legal talk, but he said I was welcome to read it. It was necessary for me to accept or reject this opportunity as quickly as possible because time was important, and if I did not want to accept, he wanted to interview others. I was afraid of missing this opportunity, so I took his pen and signed all ten pages of the contract. He said he would make sure I received a copy of the contract to read at a later date. I ask if the physical would be in our medical department on the forth floor, but he said I would be going to Mr. Sams' personal Doctor uptown. He had already made an appointment with Mr. Sams' doctors for my physical. The company driver took me to the address they gave me. I was impressed with the high rent district; North Michigan Street addresses were really high-class. The doctor's office was located on the eleventh floor and facing the lake. When I approached the handsome office boy, he looked up and smiled, asking if I was Kenneth Howard, I just nodded. He said I was expected and I should go right into the office. Then looking me over, he winked and told me I should strip, including my jewelry, shoes and socks, and wait for the doctor. On entering the office, I was surprised to see it was furnished more like a men's club than an examination room. There was a large mahogany desk flanked by two red leather wingback chairs. Back against the wall was a settee and chairs. Hanging above that arrangement were large oil paintings of nudes. Striping, I folded my clothes and place them on the settee. Then I took my shoes and socks off and set them next to my clothes. Then I took a seat on one of the leather wing chairs in front of the desk. It seemed strange to be seated there completely naked, but I guess that was how expensive doctors here did things. I was surprised that the oil portraits on the walls were of naked men, but there again he was probably a specialist for men. I was turning to inspect them when I heard voices just outside the door. Seconds later the door opened and three figures came in-a big tall man with the build of a football player dressed in white, an older man in a business suit, and a younger man with a black attaché case. The older man seated himself and introduced his male nurse, and a jewelry salesman. I felt uncomfortable being the only naked person in the room, but that feeling quickly passed. They acted like it was the most natural thing in the world for me to be naked-and I realized I liked showing off my body off to other men. The Doctor said that my boss had requested a special physical evaluation my body and personality and for this unique position. First he told me that his nurse would take several pictures of me for the file, then take my measurements and record them. He instructed me to pose in several positions and then he snapped my picture with one of those new digital cameras. Then putting his camera away, he advanced toward me with a small tray of instruments. The nurse began to measure my chest, waist, hips and thighs, then surprisingly he measured my cock to see how long it was soft. With quick deft motions he began stroking my meat to arouse an erection, and I immediately got one. Then he proceeded to measure my meat at ten inches, writing that down. Startled, I look at the doctor, and he said it was necessary for the records. Then handing me a cup, he told me to masturbate and give him a sperm sample. I took the cup and asking where the bathroom was, I would be back in a moment. My tool was now hard and seemed to reach out its full length, I was excited and it would not take long to cum. He said just do whatever I need to right here. That way we could continue with the inspection and still talk. Well, that was fine with me, and dropping to my knees, I began to jack- off. He commented that I seemed to enjoy performing for them--that it made my cock and me more excited. Blushing, I told him I found it to be very exhilarative to have men watch me. He sat smiling and watched me beat off, in fact the nurse and the salesman came around to watch me perform. He ask when was the last time I had had sex with a woman, and I stuttered, ashamed to tell him it was in college seven years ago. Then he asks me to explain the circumstances. I said I had dated this girl for some four years and she always was after me to screw her. I wanted to wait, I really had no desire to fuck her, but we finally did it. I guess I wasn't good at it because we broke up shortly after that. I'd been celibate ever since. I just put sex out of my mind except for masturbation. Then I began to cum and it was wonderful, smiling I looked at them and they seem to enjoy it as much as I did. Then, taking the cup and inspecting it, he commented that I produced a lot of cum. The doctor talked to me like an old friend, or buddy, and I found I could tell him anything. I told him I was hot most of the time and when I went home I beat off every night before going to bed, sometimes like now, I was really horny. He said it was good for a young man to want sex often for men like me. Then he explained the next test would be a little different, but he was sure I would enjoy it. He had me stand and lean on the back of one of the chairs. I was surprised when the nurse began to grease my ass with his fingers, and then he told me to spread my legs. He began to insert something like a big cock up my ass. It hurt at first, and then as my body began to accept the shape, I did begin to enjoy it. It felt like he was going to fill my whole body with it. I gasped and told the doctor I had never had a feeling like that before. He must have slid at least twelve inches of that tool up my ass before he stopped. Then grasping a hand pump, he began inflating that cock. I felt my ass completely filled by this thing and I began to blush, and getting aroused, my tool was bigger and harder than it'd ever been. I liked this new sensation and told them, and joked that I could take that toy home to play with. They all Laughed, saying I wouldn't need a toy like that when I started working at my new position. Then the salesman dropped to his knees and began to measure me around my cock and balls telling me Mr. Sams had ordered body jewelry and he needed to fit me. I was beginning to like all this attention I was getting. By now the nurse had inflated this instrument he told me it would need to remain up my ass for at least twenty minutes, but I could again sit with it in place. I had to admit I liked the feeling and even bounced a little on the seat of the chair. While I sat there the doctor commented on my erection, asking me how long it would remain hard. I told him sometimes for hours and he wrote that down. He had been doing a lot of writing and now he got up and came around the desk. He said I had passed his inspection, he had no doubt about my being qualified for the position and there was just one more thing he needed to do. Taking some cotton from the tray, he swabbed my nipples and gave them a little injection. Almost instantly I could feel them going numb. Then the nurse came around and held my arms and the doctor took a long needle and began to pierce my nipples. I protested, but he just smiled and said that was one of the things that had been ordered done. The jeweler then installed a gold ring in each nipple and with small instrument bonded the ends of the ring together so it could not be removed. The doctor began instructing me on how to clean and care for my nipples, and if I had any infections I was to come back and see him. While this was going on the jeweler stepped around to my back and placed a gold collar around my neck and bonded the ends of the clasp so it was permanent--it could not be removed. It had an engraved tag on it saying I was the property of Elias Sams. Then standing me up they slid the device out of my ass. He then measured it and told me that I could handle being fucked by a twelve-inch cock or larger safely if it were well lubricated. Shocked at what he was saying, my cock shriveled to almost nothing, and the jeweler quickly fitted me with a gold cock ring saying now my outfit was complete. Stunned, I ask why I would want to be fucked by a man, and still smiling doctor told me this whole examination was to determine if I was gay, and if so, I was being prepared to become Mr. Sams "boy". It was quite common for queers in bondage to wear a cock ring and have their nipples pierced. We have serviced many of our gay clienteles' boys. Most of the masters like to tag their slaves just as we have done with you. It's also a reminder to the slave he is one of his masters possessions. I stammered that I wasn't that kind of man, but the doctor just smiled and said I really was I was just a little late in life to realize it. In time I would realize that I needed a man for my sexual fulfillment. Apparently Mr. Sams realized this and wanted you as his paramour. The doctor went on to say he understood I had signed a contract placing myself in sexual bondage to Mr. Sams for ten years. He perfectly comfortable with my right to sell my body into sexual bondage and it really was the safe thing to do in this day and age. It was better than living alone and masturbating to satisfy my sexually, and far better than sleeping around with god knows whom and risking my life to AIDS. When I accepted myself as gay, a whole New World would open up for me. He said I would soon learn that I was really physical and mentally conditioned to satisfy men. He told me how fortunate I was in Mr. Sam's service that he'd known him for years and he was a very generous man. He was giving me a wonderful position; I was really a very lucky young man. Now I was frightened, I found out I was a queer, I now had these damn tit rings, and a slave collar on permanently not to mention the gold cock ring. I'd signed my life away to be an executive's Whore. I dressed and went back to the office--to my office to think. To my surprise my things had been removed, I was told my position had been filled since I'd been promoted. The only other thing I could do was go see Mr. Sams. The long ride up that elevator was not as pleasant this time. I began to feel a swelling in my nipples from my nipple rings and it was causing me to get hot and hard. By the time I got to his secretary, I had a full-blown hardon and trouble concealing it. I ask to see Mr. Sams and she told me I could go right in. As I went in, he called out to his girl that he did not want to be disturbed for the next hour or so. Mr. Sams was seated in front of a big window and all I could see was his silhouette. Then he stood and as he came around the desk. I was awe struck by the size of this man. He was huge, he had the most beautiful face I have ever seen on a man, with black hair and distinguished graying temples. His granite features had that rugged outdoor look, he looked like he would be more at home on a horse than at a desk. Before I could protest, he commanded me to sit, and he would tell me what he expected from me. "First of all I have promoted you, you will get a good salary, medical benefits and live free in a nice apartment. You will continue your education and I will dress and feed you. Your former position has been filled, and if you decline this Opportunity, you will need to look for another job, as well as buying out your contract for the next ten years. That will take a great deal of money and I doubt you have that." As he was talking he began to disrobe. He said that in the past he could find anyone to spend the night with, but now, in this day of AIDS, he needed to be sure of his sex partner. He felt that I could satisfy him, and he was willing to train me from scratch. So he said quite simply "I bought you, I own you, I am your master, you are my slave." By now he was completely naked and I sat looking at his hard firm body and strong wonderful arms. Surprisingly, he was dusted with a covering of gray curly hair, like a big teddy bear. He had a huge cock jutting out from an enormous pair of balls, and looking at his fur-covered body I wanted to run my hands over him. I had never felt like this before. I began to breathe hard and could only think of what that man was asking me to become, of what he wanted me to do. Then thinking of what the doctor told me, I finally admitted to myself that I really wanted him sexually. I was a queer. Bowing my head, I began to disrobe, now exposing my ownership tag, then dropping to my knees, I surrendered my body to him. He had won and I was his. He moved forward and placing his shaft between my lips, waited for me to react. I let my lips close around his tool and slide down his shaft--I was filled with new sensations and delight, as his tool swelled, filling my mouth and I liked how it felt. I liked the taste of his meat in my mouth. He put his hands behind my head and began to pump his tool until I had become a wet moist glove for his meat, sliding in further with each stroke until I had consumed his entire shaft. In what seemed like an instant, he filled my mouth with his sweet goodness. Then pulling me to my feet, he turned me and began his entry into my ass. Because of the lubricant the doctor used in his office, he slid right in, letting out a sigh, began to screw me in heated passion. As he pumped my ass, I felt my cock expanding in excitement and we both came together. I'd never felt sex like this before and I wanted it to go on forever, I was falling in love. Leading me to his private wash room ,we showered together, and I again dropped to my knees and began to suck him, this time with slow and deliberate love and passion. I wanted him, my body was his. We dressed, and kissing me he told me I now belonged to him--I looked up and simply answered "Yes master." He instructed me to go with his driver to my new home. Then he told me I should wait for him; he would see me tonight at supper. He would call and his house boy to was to give me a list of instructions to learn on how a bondage slave should act with his master. On entering the apartment ,I was awe struck with its size and beauty. Emmett, the black house boy looked me over and took me to the masters' bedroom. He explained that the master had called and instructed him where to put my things, and to tell me I was to shower and wear his jewelry, nothing else. Emmett explained that I was now the master's sex toy and I should be ready to obey and please him at all times. I was to go into the bedroom and read the papers and prepare things to talk about at dinner. Perhaps even watch the news. He said my tutoring would begin tomorrow and he gave me a set of written guidelines for the conduct of slaves and told me to memorize it. He then told me that for now it was necessary to remember that it was my duty to please my master in everything he asked, and I should always remain kneeling in his presence. Finally, he left me, shaking his head, and I heard him mutter "nice ass for a white boy". It was rather late in the evening when Mr. Sams, my new master, finally came home. I rushed to greet him and went down on my knees in respect. He smiled and said he'd like me to wear nothing but my jewelry at all times, unless we were having guests, then I should wear a suit and tie. Emmett met Mr. Sams with a martini and he settled down to relax, patting a spot on the floor were I was to sit. At dinner, I sat to his right on the floor with just a napkin and my erection. He fed me from his plate and occasionally reached down to fondle my erection. I had been hard all evening with the joy and expectations of what was to come. He rose from the table, telling me we would retire early, he was anxious to try out his new pet. I lay on the bed excited and ready for my master's commands. He approached and mounting me, slid up on my chest. He began feeding me his shaft. I looked up into that strong face, and raising my hands to his hips, feeling his strong furry body, I wanted his cock more than I had every wanted anything in my life. He was bigger than I remembered, and when he began to face fuck me I thought would suffocate. I felt the passages of my throat being expanded as he sank his shaft deeper and I began to drift off in a land of enchantment. Sensing my problems, he pulled out a silver inhaler and placing it under my nostrils and told me to inhale. Breathing deeply, I felt my head swim, my throat opened, and I had this desire to suck his whole body into mine, and I took every thing he would give me right down to his balls. This was my first experience with poppers, and I loved it. Then he began to inhale and we began to make love like it was the last day of the world. He filled me with his essence, then sliding up my chest burying my face in his ass. Lashing out with my tongue I began to ream him, and tickle and sucked his hole with my tongue, trying to please him in every way, than pushing further up I sucked his balls into my mouth and massage them with my tongue. Swinging around he pulled my legs up on his shoulders and invaded my hole. In the heat of passion, with one thrust, he was buried deep inside me and I was in tears from the pain and ecstasy. He screwed me on into the night--I took his rod every way that was possible, feeling like I would never get enough of him. He would pause, and we would kiss and then in fresh excitement, he would start up harder and faster than ever. Gently licking my face and laughing, he said he wanted to break in his new slave's ass right, and I just looked up at him and all I could say was "thank you, master".


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85 Gay Erotic Stories from Nathan Harvey

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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

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Dr. Goodlove

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Drifter

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El Rancho

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Executive Sweets

I'd gotten up late this morning and I had to rush to dress for work. I wanted to look especially nice today; I was being interview by personnel for a new promotion. The office grapevine had it that that the new position was an important service position to Mr. Sams the company president. I'd been with the company for five years and I'd done every thing to get ahead. I lived in

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

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Gladiator, Part 2

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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

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Livestock

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Lochinvar

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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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