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Tennessee Justice System

by Nathan Harvey


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 called me a bully even in Kindergarten. When I was punished I would give them that innocent blue eyes look of wonder and swear on the bible that I didn’t do it. It was my charm or the threat of beating up my victims that kept me out of trouble most of my young years. As I got older and in High School, now neither my charm nor my fists could save me. It was the lead gossip in the town about who I was porking. More than one of my ‘girl friends’ had to made a quick trip to the city for reasons of ‘health.’ It was whispered that to be fucked by me was to experience heaven on earth. It wasn’t as if I didn’t have enough girls, but I had seen this one rare beauty and I was really hot for her. Her name was Mary Elizabeth Bertram and she had an ass and body to die for. It was well known she was virgin, not only because she was chased, but also because her daddy was our police chief. It was at the Prom that I saw this chance of taking her cherry. She was sitting all alone, poor girl, (he he) her date was home sick with the flu. Gary in his most charming mode set off to make sure she had a good time. For the first time in my life I was the perfect gentleman. Dancing with her all evening I kept my distance, no feeling her up--no nothing. All evening we danced and talked and I remained the perfect companion and dance partner. When I asked her if I might drive her home, my restraint began paying off. She readily agreed to go with me. While she was telling the couple she’d come with that she had a ride home, I began setting my plan in motion. After seductively lowering the top of my LeBaron, I asked if she would like a coke as we drove. After opening the first cold bottle and handing it to her, I opened another one for myself and began drinking while contemplating my next move. After pulling out onto the highway in the moonlight, I suggested we go for a little ride before we called it a night and went home. Well, to make a long story shorter, I’d fed Mary Elizabeth a couple of “ruffies” in her coke and in a few minutes she was out of it. Now I could take my little lovely up to Crammer’s rock and claim her delights. Little did I realize some devious Galahad had called her father with a report of who was driving his little Mary Elizabeth home. By now I had her all splayed out with her dress over her head and her panties off and my cock deep in her cunt. I was pumping her twat like a bull rutting his bitch, and as I sank deeper into her, with every push I began feeling balls ready to burst. Sinking deep into that lush pit of pleasure of hers, I claimed her cunt as mine as I began filling her with my cum. Suddenly lights were flashing everywhere and I was caught cold and reacted like a deer caught in the headlights. Someone was then dragging me off Mary Elizabeth and kneeing me in the crotch and then a big fist was in my face. That was the last thing I remembered that night. The trial was textbook open and shut--rape, clean and simple and the sentence was fifteen to twenty. No one seemed to comment on the bruises on my ace or arms. After all everyone knew that me--Gary Saven was headed for trouble from the day I was born, so everyone said I got what I deserved. Little did I realize just what I was headed for! While I waited to be sent to the Wellsburg prison, I had to admit I was living like a prince. I was eating good food; I had television and even phone privileges--even if no one ever called me. If the next fifteen years were going to be like this I guessed I could live with that. It was when the big black bus pulled up to the city/county jail that I began to sweat. Looking out at me from the windows of the bus were twelve of the meanest ugliest thugs I’d ever seen. As I boarded, my leg chains were dragging on the floor of the bus. While I was passing each sea,t I was groped or pinched at, and I could hear the whispering comments, “Wait till we get your ass to the privy baby.” Crouching in the back seat, now in absolute terror, I began looking at the twenty faces looking back and leering at me. I knew my life as I knew it was over, these bastards would either fuck me or kill me. That was when Police Chief Bertram boarded the bus and began whispering a few instructions into the driver’s ear. Both the guard and the driver looked back smiling in my direction, saying they would take care of everything. Now for you in the know, the bus they use for transporting the prisoners from all parts of the state to the prison in Wellsburg was well armored—and even had its own privy. No sooner had the doors slammed shut than the guard moved to the back of the bus telling me I wasn’t allowed to sit in that seat, that it was his. Looking around there was nowhere else to sit but the pot in the privy. Telling him there was no other place to sit, he motioned me to the privy. As I entered the little steel cage the guard told me to strip. After initially protesting, I then had a gun butt jammed into my crotch and in tears I began stripping. I was now forced to sit there naked on that steel shitter. After snickering at me, the guard slammed the door. Then the announcement came, anyone needing to relieve himself could one at a time be allowed five minutes in the privy. Screaming out, poor Gary—that’s me—bleated out they couldn’t do this. About then the guard swung open the door while telling this black thug he had five minutes. Struggling with his coveralls he finally managed to get them to his knees and leaning forward his hands on the bars of the windows he muttered, “Open that mouth of yours boy or do I knock out your fuckin’ teeth?” Looking up at his clenched fist and then immediately opening my mouth, suddenly he was ramming his one eyed black monster down my throat. In savage brutal strokes he just kept pumping until I though my neck would break. Then he came and great gobs of cum were shooting down my throat. I found myself wanting to vomit as soon as he stopped shooting, but it got even worse--I felt his hot piss shooting down my throat. Oh God! I thought, it can’t get any worse than this. How wrong I was. Reaching down and pulling me up to my feet, h turned me around, forcing my hands against the window. Almost immediately I began feeling this blinding pain as he rammed his cock into me, and I let out a scream. Then I heard the laughter and someone yelled, “Hurry up Buzz! We all want our turn fucking the princess.” Sobbing and now in considerable pain and humiliation, I knew if this could happen on the prison bus--god only knows what was going to happen to me in the big house! While I was feeling the explosion of his cum filling my gut, the guard had began rattling the privy door saying another man wanted his chance with the “princess”. Begging him not to let the next thug fuck me, the guard just laughed saying, “Princess, if you get pregnant--I’ll adopt the kid!” As the black guy left he patted me on the ass saying he would see me again real soon. Turning and sitting on the crapper with my face in my hands, I could smell the next man before I could see him! It was like it had been before, he stepped in and the guard slammed the door shut. Then the beast began wiggling out of his orange coveralls. He smelled like one great unwashed street bum; he pealed back his foreskin revealing a generous coating of white head cheese, and then began telling me to open my mouth. I numbly obeyed and he began ramming his cock into my mouth, telling me to watch the teeth or he would knock them out. As soon as he’d gotten his nuts off, I stood and turning spread my legs. Leaning over then grabbing hold of the bars just feeling his grimy smelly body on my backside made my skin crawl. There was nothing I could do but surrender my body to them, and by my fifth inmate I had begun responding to them automatically. They would come in dropping their coveralls and I would open my mouth and they would shove their cock into it. After dutifully taking their cum, I would then lick them clean and stand and lean over, letting them fuck me. I was slowly learning that the less I fought them and the more I relaxed my ass, the less it hurt. By my tenth inmate I was pushing back and working my ass--giving them a real good fuck. I was servicing the last man when we pulled through this drive-in. The driver called out orders of all, saying he had state vouchers to pay for the food. As they were preparing our meals, I suddenly realized everyone sitting in that restaurant could see us and might have been watching me getting fucked. Some of the patrons looked embarrassed, but mostly they were all laughing. As the guard passed out the boxes of food to the men, one of them asked if they could have seconds on my ass for desert. After surveying the other men, the guard just laughed saying it was okay with him; why not ask the Princess? In a chorus of voices they called out, “You want us to fuck you again Princess?” In a loud, defiant and somewhat enthusiastic voice I responded, “Yes, hell yes!” When we did finally pull through the prison gates near midnight, I was now looking forward to my new life behind bars. I didn’t know what all the fuss was about me fucking Mary Elizabeth and those other sluts, I was sure I gave a better piece of ass than any one of them! And as for blowjobs, I was a hell of a lot better at it than any of them were or ever could be. As we filed into the detention center, we looked more like schoolboys on holiday. Then the driver began whispering and suddenly reception crew was looking in my direction. We were then led off to be decontaminated and go through our body cavity searches. I was proud of my body and I didn’t mind when they had us all naked, I wanted them to see how I had taken care of myself. Then this one big cop with fiery red hair and green eyes came towards me while he was pulling on rubber gloves. Telling me to spread them and bend over, I did as I was told. Feeling his fingers in my ass my cock started growing. It was Buzz that called out saying, “You’re turning the Princess on there, fella.” Blushing and turning red, the cop began rolling up his sleeve and then working his hand up my ass cursed, “You damn fagot, I’ll give you a fuck you’ll remember all your life!” To the men’s chants of “go cop go”, he kept working his fingers and hand forward until he had his entire forearm up my ass. Once fully impaled, he began driving my face into the wall calling me a fagot. Pulling his arm out of me with a loud popping sound he said, “Well the boy’s empty now!” and suddenly the whole room was laughing. We were then deloused and given uniforms. Then the interrogation began, this was where they decided what cellblock and what cell we were going to be assigned to. As I sat there this cop kept looking me over and looking at my sheet. Then someone came in and whispered something in his ear. Looking up he said, “Boy, we have a special place for a man like you. We have this inmate that we give special privileges to in exchange for his not causing us any trouble. HE knows everything, what’s going on in prison and what’s going on outside. The boys call him Kong. He is a life-timer and was one of the Kelly mob. In fact he still has a lot of pull in and out of prison. He has asked us for someone like you. I’ve decided to give you to him. You understand don’t you that you will belong to him don’t you boy? That means no whoring around or sucking off other guys.” When I was led away I could hear the urgent whispers, “He’s going to be Kong’s boy.” The others began their interviews as I was led away. Past electrified gates and up enclosed barred stairwells, we exited on the second floor of the main cellblock. Checking in with the guard stationed to the cellblock, my guard said he was told to bring me to Kong as his cellmate. Suppressing a smile, the floor guard said it was about time; Kong was getting to be a handful. After the floor guard finished signing my forms, my guard left and I was led to this Kong. As I began passing the cells you could hear the whistling and catcalls. It was when the guard stopped at the end cell that the block became quiet, anxious to hear Kong’s reaction. Unlocking the cell door with his magnetic pass card, the guard called in to Kong almost like he was throwing in a piece of meat to some wild zoo animal. Sitting in the corner of this dark cell a shadowy figure said, “Come in boy and let’s have a look at you.” Almost afraid to breath, I stepped forward. Then the voice said, “Strip boy.” After sliding out of the new orange jumpsuit, he ordered me to turn around and display myself. Not knowing what he meant, in a raspy voice he added, “Spread your cheeks so I can see your ass stupid!” After my taking my cheeks and spreading them he demanded, “Who’s been fucking you boy?” Almost in tears now I told him about the men on the bus. Then he said, “No matter--from now on NO ONE fucks you but me boy--do you understand?” Watching me nod affirmatively, he barked, “From now on it’s yes sir and no sir!” Somehow I knew then the men in charge of the inductees on the bus had been ordered to train me for him. Calling me over he stood and for the first time I saw Kong. What I expected was some big hairy brute, but what I saw was this tall elegant man, perhaps middle-aged with startling blue eyes. Looking up at him he chuckled, “Don’t be fooled by looks boy--I kill people for a living.” Laughing then he added, “Now boy, show me what the boys on the bus taught you to do.” Then I stood back up straight, turned around and began undoing his jumpsuit. After my helping him out of it, I led him to the cot to show him what I’d learned. Sometimes he would say, “Be gentle boy.” Other times he would grab me so hard it hurt. By morning there was no part of his body I hadn’t licked sucked or been fucked by. We lay there, me in his arms and for the first time I was in love. It quickly became known throughout the prison that I was off limits. No one dared touch me for fear of severe or terminal reprisal, not only for themselves--but their families included. Slowly my life began to take on its new shape. As weeks became months little gifts for me would appear--things like silk panties, or depilatory cream to keep my body smooth and hairless. Then there was the eyeliner and make up. Kong was very patient as he taught me how to use it effectively. As he once told me, I was a handsome man, but now with a few extra touches, I was beautiful man. There was no pretence to make me a girl; he wanted a beautiful soft man to fuck. As the months turned to years, it was through the grapevine that I heard that back home, Sheriff Bertram had been fired in disgrace for taking bribes. Then the word came down that the charges against me were being dropped, my sentence commuted, and after a review I would be free. Crying in Kong’s arms, I told him I loved him and I didn’t want to leave him ever. It was then he told me about his “arranged” parole and that he was getting out and he was taking me with him. Crying in his arms I wanted to ask how and why but I knew better. I would wait and do as I was told. I was now his property now and I knew he would take care of me always. Comments to: harveynate@AOL.com


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85 Gay Erotic Stories from Nathan Harvey

A Man And His Dog

It was a hot day that summer and I was sitting on the porch of our little two-story house that Sunday afternoon wondering what I was going to do this summer vacation. I was glad now I was eighteen and would be able to move out after graduation. Since mother had married Steve Keller and moved to the country to live with him she paid little attention to me. I told her I couldn’t wait

Adam

Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. If you are not eighteen or if this turns you off, don't read it. Adam By Nathan Harvey I had always known dad had another child from some woman he knocked up in college, but nothing more was ever said about it. It was after my eighteenth

Adonis

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. Adonis By Nathan Harvey I’d made my home in Chicago now for over a year and I loved

Black Daddy

It was a hot day that summer and sitting on the porch of our little farm house I was glad that graduation was over and done with. I'd decided that now that I was nineteen I was going to move away from this place. It was one thing when mother hired that black stud from jig town to do the farm work. It was something else again when she started letting him shower and clean up in

Born to Serve Man

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. Born to Serve Man By Nathan Harvey Growing up and

Buddies

  Steve and I had been buddies since we were little boys in grade school. We'd gotten into trouble together and done all the kid things boys do. We'd learned to smoke together and when we would sleepover we'd sack-out naked, beating off and talking about sex-- all best buddies talk. As we got older we got split up and ended up

Bull

It was against my better judgment coming back to Peru, Indiana for our Class reunion, but we were here. The dance music droned on as a group of us sat at the table, talking about the “The Old Days” when we all led that enchanted life of high school students. It was strange how each one of them remembered there being the most popular person in school. Well if that’s how

Caught in the Act

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. Barry and I were setting in the Leathers bar wondering why we bothered to waste our time here night after night. It was always the same dismal scene. Everyone would sit around on Friday night posing and primping and making

Champion

We'd just returned from helping Jason, my brother, move into his new apartment. Mother was telling every one that would listen to her how wonderful Jason was, and how close he and his little brother were. She kept telling people it was because that Jason had a hand in caring for his little brother. Jason had even been the one to suggest Mark for my name. Damn, I hated it when she

Chico's Boy

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. Chico’s Boy By Nathan Harvey As we pointed our old clunker south, I was excited about starting my new life. Looking over that that handsome Mexican stud, he was everything

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

Warning: this is work of fiction; this story contains graphic depictions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. if your are not eighteen or this turns you off, don't read it. Dr Goodlove By Nathan Harvey I had done it the hard way, me Morris Goodlove--kid from the wrong side of the tracks, I was graduating from UIC at the top of my class as a medical

Drifter

It had been over four years, almost five since Grandpa had been appointed as my legal guardian. He had to pull a lot of strings, because I was not really his grandson by blood. I’d been adopted by my parents and he and I weren’t really related. He had a lot of pull in our county, so he managed to get custody of me. It didn’t take me long for me to find out why he wanted me. From

El Rancho

The valley was surrounded by miles of dusty arid wasteland, making El Rancho an Eden in a wasteland. It was a handsome ranch with low buildings of white stucco and red tile roofs, nestled in this green valley with garden like pastures and walking trails. Casey Morrison had selected the perfect secluded spot for his Gay tourist ranch. He did no advertising and the only way past the

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

Ever since I was a small kid I’d spent all my free time in my bedroom on my computer. It had become the window to my world, my teacher in all things that I could never asked my parents about. I could go always go on line and find answers to anything I needed to know. My computer wasn’t like it was for me in High School, it never called me a nerd or a fag, it was my friend and

First Time

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. First time By Nathan Harvey Bobby Tyler and I had been buddies as far back as kindergarten and I think I was in love with him even then. I know they always say gay people are not born that way, but I

Friend, Lover, Master

It was a great day when I graduated collage. This would be an end of putting up with all the dumb hicks in this small town. This was the first day of my new life. Ever since I was a small kid I’d planed on ways of getting out of this dumpy little town of South Bend. It was a town of losers. I was tired of all the simpering religious fagots and easy women who pranced around in their

Full Circle

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 not eighteen or this turns you off, don't read it. Full Circle By Nathan Harvey I was Carlson Tennyson and I was a man to be reckoned with. I am in my early thirties and I was already richer than any man deserves to be. It was

Getting Religion

It was an unusually gray day for Rome, the rain was coming down in buckets as they say in America. Samuel Johnson and his Ward, Joshua had been in Rome just last year on a pleasure trip. Today they were just finishing their glasses of wine in a charming little ‘Restaurant’ on the Via Salaria. It was just a few steps from their hotel, The La Pergola. Unfortunately this trip to Rome

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

Holding his hand out to me he said the other pledges seemed to have already had theirs it was now my turn. As we moved through the doors of the ballroom and into this long hall we approached this handsome older man in a leather thong that had been standing guard. Turning then and leading us to this door at the end of the hall. Then reaching in front of us he opened the door for us

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

Good Neighbor By Nathan Harvey This is a work of fiction meant to be read for pleasure only. The retirement party from work was over and now I am launched into those golden years that the young people talk about. However, and a big however I find that the myth of retirement quickly faded. Two little money and two much time is tarnishing that brass ring that retirement is all

Helot

We had been raised as brothers for years even though I was adopted when I was fourteen. Kelly never let me forget that I was different and that we weren’t blood relatives. It was after his mother died that Walter wanted a companion for Kelly. He had to pull a lot of strings to get me adopted, but he had money and power. He’d had always told Kelly that he’d adopted Christopher just

Houseboy

In the six months since I’d moved to Chicago, I hadn’t been able to find a job. I was at the end of my rope. Finally, I had to go to my landlord Mr. Clint to tell him after living there for only six months, I had to move. I knew I had a year’s lease, but I told him I was desperate, broke and I’d done everything to try to find a job. Mr. Clint seemed very understanding. He said that

It Happened One Night

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 if this turns you off--sign off now. It Happened one Night By Nathan Harvey I had run the advertisement in the Tribune over the weekend and it read simply, ‘Wanted roommate to share expenses of a large lakefront

Jail Bait

For a week now I had been hitching rides more interested in the studs that were driving than were they were going. Hitchhiking had been a great way of getting picked up by some hunky studs. Oh I did sort of a have a destination in mind but if a guy with a great looking body or flashing a big cock stopped I could always make a slight detour. So to speak you might say I was blowing

Janitor's Delight

It was a hot day as I stood in line at the "Mail Box etc" with my package. I was waiting to get my box wrapped, posted and ship back for my refund. I'd ordered a Dave Lord dildo and they sent me a replica of piece of meat that looked like it had been cast from a rogue elephant. It was the biggest black dong I'd ever seen. It was just too much to expect to take. I sure would like

Kennel Boy

It was going to be an early Fall. I could see by the few scraggly leaves left on our trees that winter was not far off. Setting there on the porch of that rundown shack of a farmhouse, all there was to do was watch those dust devils whirling across the landscape. I hated the fucking State of Texas from the day I was sent here. I knew from experience that we were in for two more

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

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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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