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Tom, Dick And Harry

by Nathan Harvey


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 of us would take advantage of one of these deals and take our vacation together this year. Since Harry started this thing, he was appointed to find the right tour for us. Tom volunteered to check out travel connections and I said I would check out what we would need in the way of shots, passports, and clothing. The fun started when Tom and Harry began coming over to my little apartment where we spent many pleasant hours planning our trip. We finally settled on a tour that had Paris, France as the first stop followed by a train ride to Venice. From Venice, we would take a land tour by bus through the countryside to Florence and then home. When the day came to leave for our tour, we were all packed and ready with our Passports, tickets and rucksacks. We had filled them with T-shirts, jeans and sweaters. We had eliminated anything not absolutely necessary, like robes, pajamas, and underwear. We wanted to travel really light and still leave room for things we might pick up along the way We landed in Paris and, as the old saying goes, fell in love at first sight. Our one big disappointment was our room accommodations. It seemed that our hotel room was one big room with one double bed and a smaller bed squeezed in for the third member. Since I was the smallest of the three, I volunteered to take the single. Since we were hardly ever in the room, it didn’t present that much of a problem. Besides, it was a lot cheaper than three separate rooms! We saw many little shops, bought some clothes at the Pretemps Department Store, and had lots of time to walk all over Paris, trying to see everything--even the art galleries. When we tired, we would stop at little café’s for sandwiches and wine. In the one short week we were there, we tried to see everything and ended up exhausted. We did have a lot of fun modeling some of the stuff we bought. The most sensational thing came from the Galleries Lafayette, one of the smart department stores downtown across from the Place de Opera. It was a sexy black silk thong, and when Harry was modeling it, I almost propositioned him on the spot. He had the most luscious piece of meat I’d seen in months. Tom and I were so taken with it that we went back the next day and each bought one for ourselves. We were having a great time during the day, but at night I was beside myself, trying not to come on to those two gorgeous hunks. It helped that we did not spend much time in our room, and when we did, it was all we could do just to sack out. I was constantly aware of how well hung my friends were as we all ran around the room naked. I was glad then that I had the single bed, or they would have found out just how hot they made me. We were sad to leave Paris and all agreed it truly had to be the most beautiful city in the world. I was glad to have the boys with me, because Paris was the city of lovers, and to be there alone would not have been nearly as enjoyable. Our train ride from Paris to Venice would have been romantic, except we were so exhausted we slept for most of the journey. When we did finally arrive at the station, Tom got a porter to give us directions to our hotel. It was just a short distance from the train station, and after that long train ride, we were running and jumping through the streets and over bridges, swinging our rucksacks with newfound exuberance, until we came to our hotel. We were pleasantly surprised to see our hotel was just in back of St. Marks and faced the piazzetta. Checking in and getting a tongue-in-cheek look when we signed in as Tom, Dick and Harry, the concierge showed us to our room. Filing into the room, we were thrilled by the look of it, with the quaint lace curtains and bedspread, but stunned by it’s size for three grown men. There were three single beds squeezed together and you had to close the armoire door to open the bathroom door. And that bathroom looked like anyone showering would have either their cock or ass hanging over the sink. I had to wonder if this was a first class room for three people, what the economy rooms would be like. The one small window opened out directly onto a small courtyard three stories below that was filled with people. For me that would be better than if I had a television. People were always more interesting to watch. We did some fast unpacking and were off to walk and explore the town. It was all I could do to keep from staring at the beautiful dark haired men with their open shirts and necklines filled with gold jewelry. They were just beautiful. The lobby of the hotel was also filled with beautiful men, and I was beginning to wonder were all the women were, but then the men were what I enjoyed seeing. Venice was beautiful, and the plaza of St. Marks was great. After wandering for a bit, the three of us sat at this café facing St. Marks and like so many of the people at the other tables, we were just watching people and the ever present flocks of pigeons. I nursed my ouzo I began to realize that all these pretty boys hanging around seemed to be for hire by the lonely, and made that comment to Tom and Harry, who nodded their agreement. Snickering, they said their meat could be had just for the asking. Tom and Harry were both acting horny as hell and carrying on. Harry said he had at least ten inches primed and ready, and all he needed was someone to take it and laughingly asked if I wanted to try him. With a little more talk about finding someone to service him, I suggested we take a short walk around the piazzetta to get our last look, as well as change the subject. We’d said we had wanted to see the Doge’s Palace, the Library and the Basilica before we called it a night and they were all around this plaza. After walking past all of them, we figured we’d seen all that we could for that day, and since we were to join our bus tour in the plaza early the next morning, we headed back to our hotel. As we got back to the hotel, we realized that we had not eaten yet, and seeing this delightful little group of tables just across from our hotel, we sat down to order. Looking around, we got the attention of a cute little waiter and started ordering in English. We had a problem however, as he spoke no English. So in desperation, we just began pointing at what the lady next to us was eating. Laughing, he pointed to her wine and from there on we looked like a comedy team ordering dinner. I noticed there were two cute men looking in our direction and laughing as we went through our little performance. As evening came on, it was necessary to move indoors. No one had told us that although the canals are beautiful, they are also the centuries old main sewage disposal system for the city. When the gentle daytime breeze died down at dusk, the smell was terrible and the people sitting outside at the tables began to leave. We drank up our wine and decided to leave also. It was late, so we trudged up to our room on the fourth floor. Each of us took a turn taking a quick shower and grooming for the night, getting ready for bed. As I sat on the commode waiting for my turn at the sink, Tom and Harry were both crowded in front of the mirror, brushing their teeth and clowning around. As I watched their tight asses swaying and jiggling in front of my face, I began to get hard as a rock and there was nothing I could use to cover myself. Then as they turned and saw my excitement, I was suddenly faced with their cocks, now hard and beginning to glisten, right at the level of my mouth. It was then that I realized these two naked studs were offering me their cocks. Smiling up at them in grateful acceptance and lifting my arms to pull them closer to me, I opened my mouth to accept them. First Harry, then Tom. They would slide in and out of my mouth for a while, then withdraw and change places. They were totally caught up in the sensual feeling of my hot lips working their meat and leading me to the bed, began covering my body with kisses. Their hot lips were everywhere as they began their love ritual. Harry, laughing, said he was about ready to give up on me ever breaking down and blowing them. They’d been trying to get me into bed for months and now in Europe they finally had me. Tom said it had taken weeks to find out how to get all three of us put in the same room. He finally told us he just came out and told the guy at the travel agency that he and his friend wanted to put me in a situation where they could get my ass. Laughing, the agent said “I will make sure that your reservations are set up so that you can take full advantage of the conquest of his body and I wish you luck on the make out”. Then the agent added that if I wanted a four way when we got back, to call him. As Tom was telling us all this, he began sliding up my chest and looking down at me. He lifted my head and began feeding me that huge velvet cock of his, slowly pumping a little further each time, until he’d sunk deep into my body. While all this was going on ,Harry lifted my legs and I felt his hot tongue begin to rim my ass. Suddenly I felt his meat pressing against my ass and in one blinding surge of hot pain, he entered and pushed deep into my body. Gagging on cock and squirming from the pain of being screwed, we were suddenly jarred to our senses by the thunderous ringing of the bell at St. Marks. Pulling out of my body, they both jumped up, startled and frightened by the terrible noise. When we realized what was going on we all started laughing. We then resumed our various activities and would change positions every hour when we were jarred back to reality by the massive ringing sounds. Finally, after a night of lovemaking, we huddled together exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, only to wake when the sun came streaming in the open window. Scurrying around to get dressed we had little time to catch our bus. We were late and had no time to even comment on our night of lovemaking. Tom ran down to check us out, Harry and I finished packing our gear, throwing things into the nearest bag, and running down the steps we were out to catch our tour bus. As we pulled out of the piazzetta, we all laughed and joked about having good reason to always remember Venice with love and affection. As the bus traveled through the countryside, Harry was taking photos of everything. Around noon we stopped at this little restaurant to eat. Harry was a fanatic and ordered the fish; I stuck to a salad, and Tom wanted the stew. We all gasped when the fish arrived as it still had the head and scales on it. Then this cute hunk of a waiter came to our table and prepared the fish, first taking off the head and tail, then skinning and deboning the fish. He explained, in perfect English, that it was served this way to prove that the person got the kind of fish they had ordered. Then leaning down and in a soft voice, he offered us some real treats if we wanted to stay over with him tonight, then winking he just smiled and walked away. It must be true that all of Europe loves lovers, and we must have been damn obvious in our affections toward each other. Our next stop was Assisi, where we learned a very enchanting story about St. Francis of Assisi, the monk who founded the Franciscan order. His devotion, simple living, and love of nature were the central themes. After a quick tour of the church and town, the three of us returned to the bus, letting the rest of the tour group go shopping in the little village of Assisi. As I stretched out across the back seat, Tom and Harry got on their knees and began to unzip me, saying they also had this devotion, this simple love of nature and were good with animals and were going to show me. Pulling my jeans down, they began to work my cock and balls until I was arched in a combination of pain and ecstasy--begging for relief. My balls throbbing, I stiffened and Harry mouthed my cock and sucked me dry. Limp, I collapsed on the seat and barely managed to pull myself together as the rest of the passengers returned to the bus, giving us strange looks but saying nothing. As we continued our journey, we stopped at some little structures every now and then, but just because people wanted to stretch their legs. The buildings were just old and not of much interest. The three of us usually stayed on the bus as we were having more fun playing with each other. Finally, as dusk fell, we pulled into Florence through some small dark cobblestone streets. Our hotel was magnificent, old and full of tile. We checked in and when we got to our rooms we were delighted to see a large spacious room with high shuttered windows. The floors were of twelve-inch hand decorated tile and it had a big old fashioned bathroom--and even a bidet. We each made a grand effort to be the first stripped to use the bidet. We were all hot and wanted to spend the night screwing. Who did what didn’t really matter, all I wanted was their cocks, any way I could get them. All I can say is I pumped, sucked and screwed more that night than I’d ever done in my life. As that hot sun began streaming in from the shutters early the next morning, we were up and showering. We wanted to see everything we could. We had just a little time left of our vacation and Florence was a treasure. Our first stop was the Uffize gallery. It was filled with the masterpieces of the ages, not to mention some of the best raw meat to be seen in all of Italy. All of the men around this place were hung and seemed to like to show it off. The only problem was they seemed to be on the make for anyone who had money, boys or girls. I told Tom I was glad I was traveling with my own supply of meat and he giggled and groped me. After a good morning of gallery looking, we retreated to a little sidewalk café across the street from the Loggia of the Signoria. We wanted a chance to study the statue of David by Michelangelo that was placed at the entrance to the Signoria Palace. We had our usual ham sandwiches on French bread that we had come to love with our ouzo. As I leaned back, I could hear this rustling and peeking through the shrubs could see horses hitched to carriages. That’s all it took. We were off and snuggled together in one of the carriages on our way for a view of Florence from the Piazza of Michelangelo. Florence was breathtaking and so were the boys. They were everywhere in their white silk shirts open to the waist and their chests covered with gold chains. They had the three of us hotter than hell. The sun was beginning to set and all of Florence was cast in a golden glow. It was truly something out of another century. We decided to walk back to town and as we managed the steep sloped walks through the wooded hillside, we groped and played until finally finding a dense spot, we slipped off the sidewalk and lay down and began to undress each other. Whenever we heard footsteps or talking we would lay real still. When they had passed, we continued our orgy. We lay there gratifying our bodies until we decided to dress and finish our walk back to the hotel--where we could get really serious about fucking. Our path took us by the Ponte Vecchio, the bridge of gold smithies, and we decided to buy something for ourselves. We walked past the shops until we came across one that was almost hidden behind the rail. As we entered, a young man approached us with a wonderful smile and asked what we were looking for. Harry piped up saying we wanted matching gold rings, something like wedding bands. Still smiling he beckoned us into the little back room. As we passed through the shop, we saw a row of glass display cases and lots of tiny gold figures. The store keeper asked if we were all together and would we mind servicing him. Tom was the first to nod yes and we all agreed in turn. He hurried to the door and put up a closed sign and as he came back he began to strip. Now here was a boy that could have posed for David. He was beautiful and as he disrobed he turned so we could appreciate his body. We immediately dropped our shorts and stripped off our T-shirts. There we stood, this magnificent man standing in front of us, naked and hard, and we began pawing and sucking on him. Pulling him to the floor, Harry fell on his meat consuming it in hungry gulps, while I in turn fell to sucking and licking his nipples, first the right one then the left, gnawing each until he began to quiver in excitement. Tom, not to be out done, began to scramble to screw him. We kept at him for hours, taking turns sucking, fucking and kissing him, making him squirm and beg for more. Sadly, as dawn came through the windows, it was time to dress and leave our David. Pausing at a case, he selected three rings and presented them to us, telling us to always remember David on the Bridge of Gold. Retreating to our hotel, we slept in each other's arms for most of the morning, exhausted from our night of lust. We finished our tour that week, seeing the Cathedral of Santa Maria Del Flore and, of course, those bronze doors of the Baptistery. We were now in overload. We had seen so much and done so much we were numb. On the final train ride to get to the airport for our departure, we all sat there smiling and looking at our gold rings. We would always have Venice and Florence and now we had even more, we had each other. We began planning how we would go about finding a new apartment for our new lives together. We had found everything we wanted on this vacation. Then with a hearty laugh, Tom said our first house guest should be our travel agent. He had said he was interested in a foursome.


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85 Gay Erotic Stories from Nathan Harvey

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Adam

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Adonis

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Black Daddy

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Born to Serve Man

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Buddies

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Bull

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Caught in the Act

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Champion

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

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Dr. Goodlove

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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

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Executive Sweets

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

First Love

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First Time

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Friend, Lover, Master

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

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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

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Helot

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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

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New World Five

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On Probation

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Persuasion

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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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