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The Mall Rat

by Nathan Harvey


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 magazines showing the latest in men’s wear. To me there was nothing more perfect than a handsome man beautifully dressed. I guess I was obsessed about my looks; I wanted to be the “Beau” Brummel of Central High. My folks were out of town for the weekend, so I could prowl the mall. I lived to shop; if there was a sale anywhere I could smell it. I suppose I am the kind of kid they called a Mall Rat. I’d just finished supper up at the Burger Barn and was looking at something new to wear at the Gap. I was into clothes more than I was into girls or sports, but I had started to date this new girl Sandy Chipalsky at school. I had begun to hear the whispers and gossip about me being a fag and I needed to prove to them I was straight. True, I liked looking at the guys and I loved cock watching in gym, but I was always very discreet about it. As for trying anything--no way man, I wasn’t going to be one of those fags I read about in my secret stash of porno magazines. For me Sandy was a dream date, we would double to all the school functions; she had let me know right off she wasn’t that kind of girl---no petting or any of that shit. When the guys would corner me in the hall and asked if I was getting any, I could say was that I was still trying but no luck. That took care of that fagot thing real fast. Little did they know I had no desire to get into her pants, it was bad enough just kissing her. Well, the arrangement was working out splendidly for both of us. Sandy had the looks that really got attention. She had these big boobs and a real tight ass, but sometimes I wondered if she was a closet lesbian. After all, I was no slouch, I was tall slim and dark curly hair, if I do say so myself I was a good looking guy. Hell, I was really a good dresser, a really great dancer and I was hung better than any of the guys in my gym class. I had the kind of looks that turned a lot of the girls on. Parkside Mall had been my hangout for years and I knew every guard in the place. I had picked out some Dockers and was in the process of getting some T-shirts to go with them. When I was all set I went through the checkout and paid for my stuff. I was no sooner outside the door, when buzzers began going off and lights were flashing. While I was surprised and was thinking ‘what the shit’, suddenly someone was grabbing my arm and hauling me away. I demanded to know what the hell was going on. I knew most all the guards here at the mall, and I was wondering why I was being hassled. Looking up in the face of this guy, I realized I’d never seen him around the mall before. This bozo was a horse of a different color. Most of the guards were old farts with bulging potbellies and long retired from the city police, but this guy was build like a gorilla. This guy was no kid, he had to be around forty-five and seeing the bars on his shirt, I knew he must be the honcho in charge of the whole damn security thing for the Mall. Half dragging, half pulling me down this long dark service corridor, he stopped at a black steel door marked ‘Security’. He fumbled for a second with the lock, then pushing me in this office, the first thing I saw was a wall of flickering TV screens showing all different parts of the mall. Then I could see the one screen showing the store I had been shopping. Before I could see anything else, he threw me against the desk demanding to see my sales slips, telling me I was over eighteen and not a minor anymore. Stealing was going to mean hard time. Pushing them into his hands I told him again I didn’t steal anything. Glaring at me and calling me a punk rich bitch, he began matching the items in the bag with the items on the slip. The guy almost seemed disappointed when they all matched. But after pausing momentarily, he looked up at me, telling me to take off my clothes. He was going to strip search me! I began protesting, but he just looked over telling me to strip or he would rip my clothes off. Looking over at him in that formfitting uniform, I felt this hot flash just thinking of being naked in front of him. This wasn’t like getting naked gym class with the guys or in front of your father in the bathroom. This was stripping in front of a fully dressed animal of a man. Feeling my cock swelling in my jockeys, I was now afraid to strip because he would call me a fagot or maybe even call the cops on me. After trying to stall as long as possible, when he began moving toward me I shucked my loafers. He snapped at me to get with it, that I didn’t have anything he hadn’t seen before. I began pulling off my sweater, then the shirt and then began working on my Dockers. Now standing there in just my jockeys with my cock bulging out, my face was flaming red. Standing there looking over me like a piece of meat, I could feel the wetness as my cock began drooling against the thin fabric of my shorts. He seemed not to even notice as he told me to lose the underwear. Letting them drop, he pushed me against the desk and suddenly I could feel his hands on my ass. I had heard of cavity checks, but this was way out of line! Suddenly feeling his fingers probing my ass, I let out this gasp. Then his voice interrupted, “You get off on getting something shoved up your ass boy?” Stammering, “Yes sir. I mean, no sir. I don’t know sir.” Then he said, “Son, you ever suck a man’s cock, boy?” Stammering, “Yes sir. No sir. I mean I never had the chance, sir.” Laughing at me, he was suddenly saying, “You want the chance don’t you boy? You want to suck my cock don’t you? Turn around and look at me boy, I asked you a question! You want to suck my cock?” Now facing him, my cock hard and drooling, there was no way I could lie, no matter what I would say my body was telling him I wanted him, I wanted to suck his cock. All I could say was, “Yes Sir.” He looked sternly at me saying, “Boy, I asked you a question now answer it!” Looking into his eyes I slowly said, “Yes sir, I want to suck your cock. Please let me suck your cock, Sir.” Slowly he began undoing his tie. He was moving almost like one of those strippers, and then I saw the flash of a gold wedding ring, I realized this guy was married. Going on, he began undoing his shirt exposing his hard fur covered pecks. He pulled my face to his nipples, ordering me to suck on them. It was electric and as I began gnawing on one nipple and then the other. I could feel him ever so slowly undoing his belt buckle. He moved away asking, “Are you a virgin Boy?” He stooped, removing his shoes. In that one motion, his cock just seemed to leap from his pants. Pushing down his boxers he stood there, his legs spread his hard cock standing proud with a bead of precum forming on the head of his cock. Almost in a trance, I began slipping to my knees. He seemed to be willing me to do his bidding. Taking my head and guiding me to his cock, as I opened my lips, he seemed to just slide into my mouth. It was a mixed feeling as the head of his cock began stretching my lips, and the taste of his body filling my mouth. Realizing what I was doing then and trying to pull away, his hands were on the back of my head holding me firmly and he began fucking my mouth. Even though I was gagging, he just kept pushing forward, telling me to open up and be a good bitch. Suddenly my throat was hurting and I began trying to pull off of his cock. He reached with a forward lunge, pining me to the desk. He drove his cock even deeper into my throat. Laughing sarcastically he snarled, “Now see there boy--you CAN do it!” I began to feel something happening in my throat as his cock began riding the walls of my throat and mouth. He just kept saying, “That’s it bitch, now you’re getting it.” It was unbelievable that he seemed to be getting even bigger, and suddenly I could feel hot ropes of cum shooting down my throat. I was almost in a daze as his cock slipped from my lips. He said, “Now boy let’s go all the way”. After his pulling me over and bending me forward on the desk, I felt something cold and greasy on my ass and then fingers pushing and pulling on my asshole. I began begging him saying, “No please no!” He leaned down whispering, “Are you sure boy? Are you sure you don’t want my cock up your ass?” First two, then three of his fingers began working my ass and my whole body began to shiver as this feeling of lust began flowing through my body. Suddenly I wanted him, I needed him to fuck me and I found myself whispering, “Please sir fuck me”. He reached inside the desk drawer, and shoving his small vile under my nose, he ordered me to inhale its contents. I obeyed. Suddenly, my head was spinning and the thought of him fucking me was the most important thing in the world to me. Then I felt the sharp pain and as he began twisting and driving his cock in my backside, a little at a time. I began pushing back wanting more. Then his words, “You want it all Bitch?” and I began involuntarily crying out, “Fuck me fuck me fuck me.” Lust was now consuming my body and all I wanted was him inside me! Rearing back and pushing, I could feel his hard fury body against mine and then he began pumping my ass. It felt like it was going on forever, but then he slammed into me and I could feel fluid warmth spreading in my body as he pumped his cum deep in my guts. It was when he finally pulled out of me, he was suddenly saying, “Better clean ourselves up boy. It’s getting near closing time.” I wanted to cry. He had raped me and now he was telling me to go home, as if I were some kind of tramp. While I was still struggling into my clothes, he flicked on a VCR and I watched my rape in horror and heard myself begging for him to fuck me. He began chuckling, “Don’t get the notion of telling anyone I raped you bitch, you were begging me to fuck you.” Gathering up my packages and shoving them into my arms he said, “See you around sometime boy, when you’re ready for another fucking just come see Chips”. Then he had me out the door before I realized what was happening. Walking past the closing shops, I was beginning to realize that bastard was nothing but a sexual predator. He must have been watching me shopping on the story security systems and that was when he’d decided he was going to fuck my ass. The bastard knew damn well I hadn’t stolen anything! That was just his perverted way of getting me alone with him. With every step, I could feel his cum oozing out of my ass and I knew I should have been furious with him, but really I was glad he’d done it. I liked sucking his cock and I liked it when he fucked me. Somehow my world was different now, I knew who and what I was. All that weekend I stayed in my room pleading homework. Really, I was soaking in the tub and putting cream on my sore ass. At first it had felt like he had not only ripped my ass apart so I could hardly walk, but also I slowly began to like the feeling of being fucked, myself. I wanted him to fuck me again. It was like magic when I would feel my fingers in my ass. It was almost like my body would suck my fingers in and I would begin fucking myself. By the time the weekend was over, I was almost back in shape for school. However, the realization of how much my life had changed presented itself every time I would see the guys naked in gym. I would remember how good it felt to have a cock up my ass and then I found myself rushing to conceal my growing erection. My body was now forcing me to accept the fact that I was gay—that I always had been gay. Sex was all I ever thought about at night when I lay in bed beating off. I desperately wanted Chips to fuck me again. I wanted to feel his cock deep in my throat. Finally, on Friday night I lied to my folks telling them I was going to the Mall to a show. When I arrived at the Mall, I found that corridor and after heading down it, I stopped at the steel door marked Security. Seeing a button and pushing it, I waited for a response, but there was none. Turning to leave, suddenly he was standing there with this big smile on his face. In a low voice, almost a whisper he said, “You want Chips to fuck you again boy?” Almost too ashamed to speak I nodded affirmatively. Then his irritation erupted, “Damn it boy, say it!” Looking up into his hardened black eyes I managed, “Please Sir, please fuck me sir, please let me be your bitch.” Laughing he was now saying, “Good boy. Come to your Master.” No sooner had we gotten inside his office than he ordered me to strip. This time there was no hesitation, I was naked in seconds and as soon as he had his shirt open I was on his tits sucking them as if my life depended on it. He was chuckling and saying, “Baby I own you now.” It was like it had been before, first the blowjob and then the reaming, but this time it was glorious. His cock just seemed to become part of me and when he began juicing me, it was like something that I needed to survive. I quickly found out that Chips was a very demanding Master and as his bitch I began learning how to please him in all things. When he began demanding I do disgusting things to his body, I realized that if I refused, he would throw me away and find someone else to satisfy him. Before the evening was over, I’d learned to rim his ass and to fuck him with my tongue. The worst part of it all was when he used me as his toilet, but even that was somehow him making me his property. When he finally told me to go, he said that I could come back that next Friday, but he warned me that I belonged to him now. If he found I was fooling around, he would make me sorry to be alive. I had no pride left now, I had accepted him as my master---I was now his bitch and he knew it. So that’s how our affair began and indeed, my life had changed forever. I was now a bitch, a man’s whore and still at the same time I was Michael Carlson, an 18-year-old senior at Central High. Somehow as the weeks passed, it became easier. I was now going to Chips two, sometimes three nights a week and still my life at school was the same. I did manage to try to get my life back into some semblance of normalcy. Sandy and I were even making our preparations for the prom. Iit was like I had become two different people at the same time. The night of the prom, I was to pick her up at eight. We would have our pictures at her house, then head out for dinner and then go to the Prom. That night I was running late, and after hastily pulling into her driveway, I bounded up the stairs. Sandy was waiting for me with the door open. After stepping inside and telling her how lovely she looked, she said we had to go into the living room because her dad wanted to take some pictures of us together. Leading me into the living room from the foyer she was saying, “Michael may I present you to my father, Stanley Chipalsky.” Looking up into that grinning face, I though I was going to die on the spot! There was Chips, the man I was servicing. After taking our pictures, as we were leaving, his hand slipped down to my ass and groping me said, “I have a place for a nice young man at the Mall in security if you’re interested boy. It doesn’t pay much to start with, but the benefits are great.” I knew it wasn’t a suggestion--it was actually a command. He really did own me. Looking into his coyly smiling face, I remarked, “I would love working for you, sir.” All that night as we danced I knew Sandy could feel my erection, but if she only knew--it was her father that was the cause of it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I began to realize that soon, very soon, I would be working at the Mall and have a place of my own where I could be with my Master. Still, I just had to wonder, was that a chance meeting or was this destiny? My vote? Destiny. Comments to Nathan Harvey at 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

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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

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Caught in the Act

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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

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Destiny's Child

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

Dr. Goodlove

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

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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

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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