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The Preacher's Son

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. The Preacher’s Son By Nathan Harvey Bobby Adams and I had been friends ever since our freshman year in college. We hit it right off when we got seated in our English Lit class. I guess it was because we both seemed to like reading the classics or the maybe the fact we both were townies. For a while, it was just conversation between us before class. Then after a while we began having lunch together. Finally, we began hanging around together bowling and stuff like that. I had been first attracted to him when he came into Lit class. He was wearing these tight ass jeans and he had a basket to die for. As for his looks, he wasn’t all that much to look at. Getting to know him, I really liked him as a person. Sometimes I wondered if he would still like me if he knew I was gay. I had been fighting this feeling of being different for as long as I could remember. I just had to be that perfect son to make my father proud of me. Still, hidden deep in my heart, I knew I was different--I loved men. My father would kill me if he even thought I was. As he put it, “One of those Possessed Demons, Damned to Hell.” Poor dad, he would get up in that pulpit on Sunday with his hell and damnation speeches and I would just cringe thinking of the day people would find out I was gay. Well enough time for that. I though when I was out of school, I would leave town so as not to disgrace myself--or my father. I already had several of the jocks trying to put a move on me, but I didn’t need that kind of trouble. Now Bobby--he was safe. We could hang together and no one thought anything of it. A guy like me thinks of things like that when he looks like I do. Being tall, almost six four and slim with blond hair that curls, people just naturally thought of me as gay. When I jokingly said something to Bobby about what people said about me, he looked up in surprise, saying there was nothing wrong with the way I looked, and besides, he like the way I looked. Laughing I said I sure liked the way he looked. Then realizing what I’d said, I began stammering and hastily added that I meant he looked nice. I was glad when he changed the subject. Telling me his father was going out of town for the weekend, he asked me if I would like to sleepover. Asking if his mother was going to be there he looked down saying his mother and father were divorced. Surprised, I had to wonder why he’d never said anything before now. Then thinking perhaps because I was a preacher’s son, he was probably too embarrassed to bring it up. I decided to tell Dad I was going to stay at Bobby Adam’s house for the weekend while his father was out of town. I was surprised when dad just looked over saying, “Adams? Adams, that name sounds familiar. I used to know a man named Adams when I was in college. You say his son? Well it couldn’t be the same man I knew.” That said, it was like I wasn’t even at the table. Sometimes I felt like a stranger with my own father. I always wondered what my life would have been if my mother was alive. Looking over at Dad and thinking back over the years, he had tried to be a father, but somehow he’d never really been there for me. Oh he preached and he pontificated a lot about love, but love was the one thing he could never give me. I’d once asked him why he had never married again and he said something about never finding the right kindred spirit. I wondered what that meant. Now Dad was a very handsome man. He was built like a bull and God only knows, even soft he was hung like one. I’d seen my father in the shower and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Dad was one hot stud. I always blushed even at the thought of his cock or any thing sexual about my father I had to wonder what he would do to me if he knew how I secretly lusted after him. Whenever I tried to get close to him, it was like he was afraid to touch me. He hadn’t hugged me or kissed me since grade school. I knew the way I felt about him and I had to get away from him before it would be impossible to hide my feelings about him. He would hate me if he knew I wanted him sexually as my lover. I was glad when supper was over and I began clearing the table. I knew after supper it would be the same, he would read and I would watch TV. We never talked and when it got late, he would say it was time to go to bed. When I would be in my room, I would begin thinking those things again. Did dad masturbate or did he go to a whorehouse to get it off? How did he manage sexual fulfillment staying single so long? I knew I liked beating off and I was positive I was hungry to be fucked by a man. Ever since I was eighteen and old enough get into the porn shop on Majors street, I had begun collecting my dildos and toys. Usually, as soon as I was in the privacy of my room, I looked over what toy I was going to play with that night. Then taking it into the shower, I would have my evening of fun. First I would get my butt plug all slicked up with Vaseline, and once I had shoved it up my ass, I would pretend I was with my lover and then beat off. Lately, I had begun beating off in the shower and then when I shot my load on the shower wall; I’d lick it off the wall. Tasting that thick rich cum, I could then pretend it was my lover’s cum. Lately I’d begun wondering if Bobby would taste as good, and how his cock would taste in my mouth. Most of the time I would then shower and crawl into bed with the plug still in my ass. How I wanted to know what a man really felt like. I would be glad when my new, ‘Vibration Wonder Plug’ I’d sent for arrived. The man at the porn shop and ordered it for me, telling me it was the biggest vibrating butt plug and it was made in Europe. Dreaming of all kinds of men, I began dreaming of Bobby. I was up early that next morning fixing a bowl of cereal when my father came into the kitchen. He looked at me saying, “Boy show other people some respect and don’t flaunt that body of yours!” Telling him all the guys ran around in their Jockeys, he said it was sinful for me to flaunt my body in such a flagrant manner. Pulling out a chair and sitting down, Dad eventually realized I wasn’t going to get a robe, so he got up and stormed out of the kitchen. I was glad it was Friday and I was going to be gone for the weekend. I would be so glad to get away from dad. Lately he was coming down on me even harder about the way I looked, the way I talked and the way I walked. Rinsing my dishes, I was off to dress and pack for the weekend. Finally!!!!!!! In a few more minutes, Bobby and I were in his car with my bag in the back and off to his house. As soon as we were parked and we were inside, I began to feel it was going to be a weekend that was going to change my life forever. Leading me up to his room saying he would show me where I could stow my things, he added that he had something he wanted to show me. Switching on the computer and calling up a page, Bobby said he’d just found this site last week and he was sure I would get a kick out of it. As I approached, I was stunned to see it was this porno page. Whirling around in his chair saying, “You do dig gay don’t you buddy?” Almost in a whisper I said, “How did you know?’ Laughing hysterically saying, “Baby, Baby you’re so obvious it’s a crime.?” Kneeling there beside him as he scrolled through the pictures he was saying, “ I like that one? He’s hung like a horse. And look at that the cute blond--he reminds me of you. He’s got a great ass to fuck--just like you." Turning and grinning he added, “So buddy, you want to get it on now or later?” Standing and backing away from him, Bobby stood and began undoing his shirt saying, “I guess that means you want to get it on now.” Watching as he undid his jeans--when I saw that engorged basked of his, I began stripping too. We had now gone too far to stop. When we were both naked, he began backing me into his bed. Gently pushing me into bed he said, “You’re a cherry aren’t you baby?” Moving on top of me and straddling my chest, he was saying, “Let’s start with first things first, Baby.” With that Bobby then said, “It’s time you learned how to suck a cock.” Looking up at his homely face, and then on down to his enormous piece of meat lying on my lips, I just opened my mouth. I was more than willing to be his student. Slowing sliding his cock into my waiting mouth, he was saying to first get use to the taste and then we will work on the sucking. Gagging and choking as he pushed into me deeper, he pulled his cock out of my mouth saying, “Let me show you how to do it baby”. Then licking and sucking his way down my body, when he reached my cock, it just disappeared into his mouth. Watching his black curly head bobbing up and down as my cock was cushioned in his hot moist mouth, I wanted to scream out in joy. This had to be the most wonderful feeling in the world! After closing my eyes, my hips just seemed to automatically begin pushing up, driving my cock deeper into his mouth. It felt so good! My balls seemed like they were going to burst. I screamed out, “I’m coming. I’m coming!” Bobby began sucking harder. My body suddenly began stiffening and my toes seemed to curl up into my feet and then it felt like I was having an out of body experience. When Bobby kept sucking, I had to cry out for him to stop, it almost hurt! Laughing he said, “Now that’s how you do it, baby.” While I just lay there limp and panting, he crawled up on me saying, “Now it’s your turn baby.” Moving up over me now and almost laying over me, he began to fuck my mouth. This time he wasn’t as gentle, he was hot and he wanted to get it off. As he began pumping, more and more of his cock began forcing its way into my throat. Then he began working his hips and driving deeper into me until as last, his balls were hammering on my chin. Slowly I began to get the hang of it and as I learned to relax my throat, I began working my throat muscles. I heard him yelling out, “Go baby, now you got it.” Then he exploded, shooting his cum deep into my throat. Feeling those ropes of cum shooting into me, I went wild--I had to have that cock up my ass. No sooner was he out of my mouth, than I was begging him to fuck me. Scooting around and pulling a tube off the nightstand he said, “You gotta get the old asshole greased up baby.” And with that he began fingering my ass, pushing his jelly into me. Looking up grinning he said, “You’ve been using a butt plug haven’t you baby? After this weekend, you’re going to need a really big one to satisfy yourself.” Lifting my legs over his shoulders, he began greasing his cock up. Moving his cock to my ass crack, he looked into my face saying, “The first time it’s going to hurt like hell baby, but it’s better to get it over with all at once.” Looking up at him I found myself saying, “Let’s get it over with and then get on with the fun!” Gritting my teeth, he began working the head of his cock into my ass. This didn’t feel like a dildo with the small tip stretching me open, his cock was big blunt basher and hurt like hell. Suddenly he had the head in. Telling him I couldn’t do it, he shouted, “No, not now baby--it’s too late to stop!” Pulling me higher, with a big lunge he drove himself deep inside me. Letting out another scream, I begged him to take it out. Suddenly this deep voice said, “Just lay still boy--soon it will stop hurting as your body stretches a little.” Looking up I saw this older man looking at the two of us me bent double and Bobby’s cock deep in my butt. Bobby looked up and grinning said, “Daddy this is Bobby--the boy I was telling you about. Bending down and giving me a kiss he said, “Nice to meet you boy.” I couldn’t believe this could be Bobby’s father and he was watching his son fuck my ass. As he headed out of the room he was saying, “Now you boys have fun,” and the door closed behind him. Bobby was then beginning to feel good inside me, and then feeling me beginning to relax; he began slowly pumping my ass. At first it still hurt a bit, but slowly my body began stretching and he began feeling better and better, and then it was wonderful! When I felt him getting it off inside me, it felt like he was becoming part of me. Now with his cum as a lubricant he began ridding my ass like a wild man and I was begging for more. Then the door opened and Mr. Adams stepped in, but this time he was naked! Standing beside us he just said, “Well boy, if you want more you’re going to get it. No guest’s requests are denied in this house!” Looking at his hard beautiful body, when I saw his cock, I was shocked. I had never seen a cock that big not even on an animal. Seeing my eyes staring at his cock he laughed saying, “Not to worry son you’re going to love it--all of it.” By then I could feel Bobby’s second warm explosion of cum inside me. As he began pulling out of me, my ass seemed to be wide open and quivering--just waiting for another cock. As Bobby moved up over my face he said, “Now clean me up, baby.” As the cock slid into my mouth, I felt Mr. Adams lifting my legs, and when his cock began its entry, my body just sucked him into me. Laughing saying, “Boy your ass was made to fuck.” I was pulled and pushed and fucked from both ends that afternoon. And finally, when we all crawled out of that bed, I was a full-fledged flaming fagot. It was Bobby that finally said he was starving and we should order and eat in, so then we could get to bed early and have a little fun. Looking over at me saying then it would be time for pig to fuck the poke. Not knowing what he meant, Mr. Adams began laughing saying it was time to fuck them. Reaching for my jeans, he said there would be no need for clothes this weekend. Following them down the stairs, he told me to pick out some videos to watch and he would call for pizza. Going to the cabinet I was amazed at how many videos were in the case. Pulling one of them out and looking at it and then looking at the others, I soon noticed that they were all of Mr. Adams or Bobby. When Bobby came in he was grinning saying now I knew the family secret. He was a porno star now like his father. He took the video from me and pushed it into the machine. When the screen lit up he was saying that one was filmed when he was just nineteen. It was then that Mr. Adams came in and said the pizza was on its way. Seeing the screen lighting up we all sat watching as Bobby played the part of a schoolboy being chased by a gang of boys. Watching as he was caught and then stripped of his clothes, suddenly the screen was filled with beautiful naked men. Mr. Adams looked over at me asking if I had ever thought of becoming a porno star, saying there was good money in it. Laughing, I said that my father would kill me. He stood and going to a cabinet and began rummaging through some tapes. Hitting the reject and pulling the tape out he turned saying, “I knew your father years ago boy. Now it’s time for you to really know him.” As the usual warning droned on, suddenly this title exploded on the screen as this beautiful naked boy wearing only a hat and boots on came charging up to the camera. Leaning back admiring the man the subtitle referred to him as Blake Glory. The figure then pulled his white hat off and slid off of the horse--I was dumbfounded. He was young and he was handsome--and he was my father! Looking over at Mr. Adams, he nodded and told me to keep watching. Then as he walked over to this stream and tied off his horse, he called to this young man in the water. As this bronze beauty came up on shore, I could recognize Mr. Adams. From then on it turned into one of the classic orgies as Bobby’s dad was on all fours, and was fucked on both ends by cowboy after cowboy. Asking how—why? Mr. Adams said they were both in college the same as Bobby and I, and they were making these porno films for the money. A lot of the boys they knew were doing it; in fact that was how they got started in it. “It was on one of those nights after payday that your father picked up this cute broad and they went off into the wild blue yonder. It was just after they had made this video that he found out she was pregnant. That would be you. Well he was a moral boy and wanted to do the right thing, so he married your mother. Then things went terribly wrong and when your mother died in childbirth, your father though God was punishing him. You might say he got religion. I’ll give your father credit--he never strayed, but he became the biggest fire belching religious hypocrite I’ve ever seen.” Slowly, I began to realize why my dad would get so upset with me when as he had said, I paraded around--flaunting body. Now I knew why he would never touch me--he as afraid of contaminating me. Asking Mr. Adams about him and his son, he just laughed saying that most gay boys in those days were pressured to marry. They thought at the time that if a man had a wife, that would cure his “Disease.” Most of these marriages ended up in divorce or with men that lead secret lives. Looking over at Bobby, he said Bobby’s mother had remarried and she had a family now and she wanted nothing to do with them. He said he had to learn to be both mother and father to Bobby, but he had turned out just fine. He was even taking after him in the family business. Hearing the bell, Bobby jumped up telling his dad to give him some money. Mr. Adams told Bobby to get the money from the desk and be sure to tip the boy. I heard him rummaging in the desk and then the door opening. Then some laughter and then looking up, I saw Davie Carlson standing there next to Bobby who was still naked. Looking over at me and winking he said he would see me around and he rubbed his crotch. As soon as he’d left, Bobby said Davie was really a cock hound and loved to screw us boys. To say that the weekend was a revelation would be an understatement. It was Sunday afternoon before I was dressing to go home. I had never felt so complete, so wonderful. I felt like I was somebody and I knew what I was going to do when I got home, I was going to ‘out’ my father. Bobby drove me home and asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. Nodding affirmatively, I said he was either going to beat the shit out of me or fuck the shit out of me. One way or the other he was going to know I was gay and I was proud. As Bobby drove off, I let myself in. I was in luck, the house was empty--or so I though. Slipping upstairs, I noticed that someone was in my room. Creeping closer and peering in through the partiality-opened door, I saw Dad--naked and laying back--working his ass with my dildo and all my toys were scattered all around him. Standing there in disbelief as he was shoving that whole thing up his ass, I began to realize it was my new super duper sized vibrating dildo. My package must have been delivered in the Saturday post and dad had opened it. The last place I though I would ever find it was up my father’s ass. I continued to stand there watching him as he leaned back working his ass on the floor, driving the dildo even deeper into his ass. I now saw what had made Blake Glory the porno star he was. His cock was hard and it was enormous. Now I knew I was going to have that man up my ass! Standing there watching him stroking that monument to mankind, I began stripping. Once I was completely naked, I opened the door and dropped on my knees before him. The man I was looking at was not my father then--he was Blake Glory. As his hands reached out to me grabbing my head he pulled me down on his cock. Suddenly, my hands were around his hips and I was hanging on for dear life as he stood with me impaled on him and began raping my mouth. I felt his cock expand suddenly as he began unloading deep in me. Thinking it was over, I found myself on my back on the floor. He was now holding my legs up and within seconds was driving his cock into my ass like a man possessed. He had been a man denied and now his eyes--shining with lust—suddenly knew he had his bitch. All the pent up emotions were flowing out of him. He just kept at me, pounding my as with this dazed expression on his face as he unloaded into me time and again. The only sounds in the room now were the sucking and slurping sounds of his cock driving into me. Slowly, he began to realize who and what he was and letting me down he began bawling. We lay there for hours talking. Later I found myself crawling on top of him and working my cock between his legs, I said I wanted us to be like Bobby and his dad. That night I lay in my father’s arms and I knew he loved me--I mean he really loved me. It came as quite a shock to the entire congregation when my father tendered his resignation. It was a wild time in the old town the night when Blake Glory Video tapes reappeared on the store shelves. This time it was with his loyal sidekick. I liked being daddy’s bitch both on screen and off. 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

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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