Gay Erotic Stories

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 there. They even went in to a long description of how foods were grown in something called dirt. To me that seemed so unclean. Everyone knew that our hydroponics gardens were the only way to cultivate foodstuffs. In all the nineteen years since my conception I’d heard al that wild folklore again and again until I almost began to believe it. I knew they were the same old fables that their breeders had told them. This Sunday was our special day. My Breeders were taking me for a picnic in the tree room for our farewell. I’d heard that the tree room was a large hall with walls covered in simulated trees. It was said that it was like the forests that were found on earth when that planet existed. When we entered, it was all they had told us. The hall even had an illuminated ceiling that simulated the stars in the heavens as they used to be. Looking up at it, I wondered if the star-filled ceiling had our galaxy in it. We sat there in this unreal world with the artificial breeze blowing on us while we ate our nutrient pack rations. I knew my breeders were trying to make this day special for me. We never talked of it, but we all knew it would be our last time together as a family unit. Tomorrow was my conception fulfillment day when I went for my assignment. I had been grown for a purpose and it was time for me to take my place in out society. Tomorrow they would cease to exist. Their responsibilities as breeders were now compete and they would be vaporized to make room for new breeders. No one ever spoke of it, but it was the way of our world. I had studied the laws of our world at University and I knew it was our law that at nineteen years of age and graduation from University, the child would assume his new life in our society as an adult. New breeders would then be selected and then be assigned to take the places of the old ones that had been vaporized. We were the new generation of men and women of ‘New World Five’. Tomorrow, my conception day, I was required to go for my evaluation. If I passed I would receive my life assignment, if I was rejected I would be destroyed. It was an accepted fact by everyone the number of people our station could support was limited and therefore had to be stridently controlled. What that meant was some of us would be selected to be breeders or parents for the next generation. Others would be sterilized and treated with drugs and used as drones to teach and train new generations. Those persons deemed defective and not suitable for training would be sent to the mines until they were no longer serviceable. They would then be vaporized when their usefulness was at an end. Only the chosen few with the qualities that had been bred into them become service slaves. These privileged few were assigned to the mines and on the supply ships traveling to our other four space cities. Now this--the morning of my conception fulfillment--I had shaved my head and body with great care, because any physical ornamentation of the body by hair or jewelry other then our metal identification collars was forbidden. After putting on a new gray uniform, I was then suitably prepared to address the life I’d been bred for and that I would hopefully be assigned to--if I qualified. Standing there for inspection it was with great reluctance I bid my breeders a final goodbye. Though any form of affection was forbidden between citizens, I gave them a hug. Now that their role of raising me was completed they would be vaporized to make way for the new breeders. All that was left now was for the committee to decide if I was to live and what my use would be for the community for the rest of my life. A quick shuttle ride took me to center city and I exited my pod, moving through the halls and past the rows of polished stainless steel workers’ cubicles. Finally coming to the Great Hall, I entered. I was met then by this beautiful young worker drone that was guarding the grand stairs. His chiseled and beautiful body was all aglow with this strange luminescence. I tried not to look at him, but he was so beautiful and deep inside me something stirred. It had probably been a man at one time, but emasculation and mind-altering drugs had made him more Drone than human, only capable only of following orders. The Drones in our world would always be content to serve. This Drone like all the others was a perfectly engineered worker, knowing only the need to serve. I had to wonder if I would become a breeder or a drone. As the Drone guided me into one of the stainless steel cells, he instructed me in a sweet singsong voice to remove my clothing in preparation for my evaluation. After stepping into the cell, the door quickly closed and all I could see in the hot red lights of the cell was my reflection multiplied by the mirrored stainless steel walls. Then this drawer opened and a metallic voice instructed me to remove my shoes and clothing and place them into the drawer. Quickly following instructions, soon I stood there naked as the drawer closed. I could hear a soft buzzing as my clothing was vaporized. It was as if any connection with the past had been eliminated. I was now free to be reborn as a useful citizen of World Five. Looking at my reflections in the shinny stainless steel walls of the cell, I felt a bit of pride. I had been one of the top students at university in our gym as well as the classroom studies. I’d worked hard at developing my body as well as my mind. It was hard not to feel the forbidden sin of pride about my body. Closing my eyes and trying to clear my mind of such sins, as the lust of how another body would feel close to me, I had long ago realized I was somehow a throwback to another time and place to a time when humans were allowed to have feelings. I’d kept these feelings secret ever since I was a boy. Even as I got older and attended University, I managed to conceal my lust for other students and my nightly erections. Slowly the wall opened a metallic tinged voice from somewhere within instructed me to proceed to the center of the room and stand on the lit dais. It was a long walk through the dark hall. When I reached the lighted area this voice instructed me to climb the few steps to the illuminated dais. As directed I stood there naked with my legs spread and my arms down at my side. Trying to think of my destiny and not the pride I felt in my body being seen by others. The platform I was standing on slowly began to revolve. I was then bathed in this brilliant white light coming from somewhere above me and the elders began their visual inspection of me. It was all I could do to keep my eyes lowered and stay calm. I’d always been cautioned by the drones at University that emotions were not permitted. Anyone that could feel emotions risked being eliminated. I knew too well that being expelled from university was to be vaporized-- to cease to exist. Still turning slowly, I heard the clicking and clacking of fingers on keyboards and as I was revolving I could see this glass dome beginning to descend down from above to surround me. They had made their decisions about my life and they were ready to prepare me for it. I’d done my best to show no emotion, but when I heard the air being pumped out of the chamber, I became afraid. I knew there was nothing I could hide from them, not even my darkest deepest sin of lust and they had accurately made their decision. My lungs began to feel like they were going to explode as a thick green mist arose around me. I began to loose awareness of who or what I was. Strange dreams began to fill my thoughts. Slowly as if dreaming, I began visualizing shadowy figures and naked bodies all engaged in forbidden acts of love, lust and gluttony.. As these thoughts flashed through my mind, my body became alive with lust and my hands began moving across my body and genitals. Vaguely I remembered hearing the words “His breeding was most successful.” I remembered nothing more then. When I awoke I was reclining on a stainless steel cot in a stainless steel room flooded with blinding lights. Lying there naked on this metal slab I began wondering what was to become of me. I was still alive but would I now become a drone? The door slid open and these enormous drones with massive muscular bodies came through the door. They were, as all drones were, naked and their bodies were bred to perfection. These drones had been bred with huge massive organs that swung between their legs. Looking at them for the first time in my life I felt complete fear. I knew I had given myself away and shown my feelings of sexuality. The biggest one, I will call him Ivan just to identity him came to me, came to me. For all his strength, he held me tenderly and kissed me. In this melodic singsong voice he chanted they were here to instruct me in my duties of how to be a service slave. Lying there surrounded by these stud drones, I knew then how I was to spend the rest of my life---I was being groomed to be a human sex machine. My new purpose of existence was to gratify the workers’ sexual needs. Then the first drone again approached me and pulling me close to him inserted his cock into my mouth while saying my training had begun. To resist was futile and I lay there obediently as they straddled my face placing their cocks into my mouth over and over until I’d begun to lose all feeling in my face. As each of them performed his function in his role in my training, he would stand back as if waiting for me to respond. When I said or did nothing I was then severely rebuked then for not praising them and their performance and begging for more. Ivan then went on to chant my duty was to make each man that required me feel like he was the love of my world. It was then I felt my legs being raised and he began inserting this tube up my ass. Feeling that cold hard steel work its way into my body, I felt a sudden pleasant tingling sensation. Letting my legs down they plugged the device into a receptacle in the wall. I then felt that tube slowly expanding deep inside of me. As it expanded it began sending electrical shocks and my body began convulsing around it. With every pulse it grew larger until I thought my body would explode. These erotic sensations caused me to become excited and I could feel my erection growing. They then quickly slipped a device around my cock that began massaging and sucking on it like a human mouth. In a few seconds sexual delights became my only thoughts as my body responded to their stimuli. Then as my drones prepared to leave me, they inserted a similar device into my mouth. Lying there I knew not to resist them. As the gentle pulsing cylinder filled my mouth and expanded down my throat a warm salty fluid seemed to be trickling out of the head of the device. Ivan cautioned me again in this singsong voice not to touch the devices or I would be severely punished, then he left. Reaching up once to touch the device, I received this terrible shock. I would never touch them again. Lying there all night with the devices working my body, my mind surrendered to the delights of sexual fulfillment. To further delight me the room the was being filled with the aroma of men’s body smells. Suddenly the walls became alive with pictures of men beautiful and naked, reaching for me beckoning to me to join them. Lying there watching all those beautiful people in those pictures all I could think of was those wild strange beautiful men and the soft warm breezes blowing over my naked body. The air seemed almost to caress my skin like fingers of a lover. All night, and night after night these devices worked on my body and my mind. Lying there, it became normal for me to move my hands over my body and strange foreign sensations filled me with sensual delights. Inhaling the musty odors of men I began to long for their touch, their taste. Fitfully I did manage to drift off to sleep every little bit, but I would always awake with this throbbing in my crotch spewing out my seed into the device on my cock. Then morning would come and my drones would return to investigate the night’s progress. Standing around me and removing their instruments, they would begin grooming me by bathing and perfuming me and rubbing oils and lotions all over my body. When I asked if they were going to shave me, Ivan told me they wanted my hair to grow long, but that they would remove all my unnecessary body hair with electrolysis. This now became my way of life, every morning I was washed and pampered, perfumed and oiled. Above all they used my body relentlessly for sex until my mind became numb to all sensations except sex. When it was time to sleep, I now craved my devices. The more experienced I became at servicing the drones, the more drones were assigned to me to service. My drones had been quite deft in teaching me and I quickly learned to service them in every possible way. Before the month was out there was no part of my drones that I hadn’t sucked, licked or been fucked by. My days and nights had become as one and my whole existence now was in servicing my drones. The thought of being alone without them was terrifying to me now. My whole existence depended now on sexual gratification both theirs and mine. My only reason now was living for sex--nothing else mattered. Time was nothing to me now. Then one morning Ivan, the head drone, came to me telling me my training was complete. I was now ready to begin my duties; I was a judged now to be a perfect human sex machine ready to take my ordained place. Ivan spent more time than usual combing my now long blond hair. As he trimmed and filed my nails me he told me I was now emotionally ready to perform the duties I’d been bred for. I began to wonder then if Ivan had had a human emotion as he held my hand. Leading me from my cell I felt pangs of regret about leaving, I was loved here. I was never alone now. Giving his hand a squeeze he responded, I realized somehow he had felt love for me in his own way. Ivan was dressed in his leather covering, but I was naked. Looking down at my genitals I’d long accepted the fact that my body was now in a constant state of arousal and it gave me no sense of feeling, this was how I was designed to be. No clothing was required for my new duties. Moving to the nearest shuttle, I stayed close to him. In the months of training I had long since become depended on the touch and feeling of a human body close to me even if it was only a drone. I had to be near someone to feel complete. When we were seated in the transportation pod our trip was over surprisingly fast and when our pod stopped, we were at the main terminal for our ships. Seven of them were docked and as we walked alongside on the ramps to the ships, I began getting excited. We approached one of the larger crafts that had the name Explorer Six on its hull. I was told briefly that this ship was in route to establish a new station and it was expected to be gone on its assignment for many years. I could see worker Drones loading the ship’s cargo that was mainly of building materials and supplies. The Explorer Six was preparing for launch in a few days, but I was expected to begin my duties immediately. Ivan then led me up the long ramp and into the belly of the ship. As we passed through the long corridors of the ship, I could hear low whistles and cat calls, but I saw no one. I was becoming excited that I would begin my duties soon. After arriving at this cell (not unlike the one I was trained in) I was informed that this was my station. I would now reside here and begin my duties of servicing the crew. Holding on to Ivan, I begged him not to leave me. In that cold singsong voice of his he informed me that much work and expense had gone into my conception fulfillment training and if I was incapable of performing in my new position, I would be destroyed. Suddenly comprehending the finality of it all, I found myself bowing my head gratefully. I then accepted my new life. Moving to the large round bed in the center of the room, I lay back and looking upwards saw the polished stainless mirror that comprised the ceiling of my quarters. Lying there contemplating my reflection, I blushed nervously as I looked at my body. No longer was I a muscular man. My body had long since been reshaped with massaging hot oils and drugs. I looked at the reflection of this soft tender sensuous creature with long blond hair and long eye lashes. I had to admit I was still a man, but I was now pretty--almost beautiful. I was now well equipped to give of myself to the men. Looking around my cell, I found it was mostly composed of doors so that all the hundreds of crewmembers that were assigned to the ship had easy access to me. I was now only a service here, but a necessity. I belonged to these men now. Ivan had no sooner left than a face appeared in one of the many doors to my quarters. Taking my place on the bed, I lay there waiting, hot and aroused with my arms extended and ready for my new life to begin. I was shocked at first, seeing this hairy face with a big grin stretching from one side to the other, he looked so barbaric, so animal like--so exciting. He was naked by the time he reached the bed. Telling me to pucker up and give him a kiss--he needed some love. The drones had taught me how to expertly satisfy a man, but this was a new experience satisfying this kind of wildly unpredictable creature. As his hands ran over my body and his cock probed for my ass, it was exhilarating. This man wanted love and I eagerly responded to him knowing I was now his vessel of love. I wanted anything and everything he had. Licking and sucking him I kept thinking how wonderful it would be if all of my men were like him. Moving over his naked body, I earnestly began sucking and licking him and I kept telling him how wonderful he was. Making love to him in everyway I had been trained, there was no part of his body that I hadn’t licked sucked or been fucked by. Laying there with his strong hairy body on mine, we heard this pounding on the door and there was another man eager to be satisfied. It went on like that hour after hour and I just kept getting more excited. I would never get enough of them. I had just enough time to freshen up and oil my body when this one particularly wild looking man came in. After gruffly announcing to me that he was the Captain and that he expected ‘special’ treatment from me, even with all the stretching the Drones had done on me with the probes, it still wasn’t enough. I felt like it was my first time again and when he took me, I clung to him desperate for more of him. When I had my rest periods, I found I still needed someone with me. I could no longer be without men or without their cocks. The Captain saw to it I was never alone. As we continued on our long journey through space, I eventually learned we were the new crew to begin establishing a New World Six. We would all live our lives building the new colony--never to return to World Five. Surprisingly, this revelation was of little concern to me. I had learned only to care for each of my men, and looked forward to my lifetime of servicing them wherever that would be. Comments to Nathan Harvey at harveynate@AOL.com