Gay Erotic Stories

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 with William. In fact we had been up to visit William in his new condo in Chicago and to take in the sights. Since college Harry and I had had kept in close touch with William, since what we had between us was special. He had hinted that there was something special that he wanted us to do for him. We were surprised that all that weekend of our visit, he never said a word about this ‘special thing’. It was our last night; William took us to one of those leather hangouts on North Wells street called “Leathers.” Sitting there in our little corner booth watching all the big scantly dressed hunks in jeans and leather, and busily hauling around their boy toys, William said he wanted us to get him his very own sex slave. Laughing Harvey said we would start shopping for him if the price was right. Nudging Harry, he said, “William’s sure come a long way since we twinned him.” Suddenly, it wasn’t a joke any longer, as William got more descriptive in what he wanted and even how much he was willing to pay for “the boy’. Before either of use realized it, we had a deal happening. It was partly the money, but mostly it was the challenge of the hunt. William went on telling us he wanted a real man--not some wimp of a pubescent boy, but still he must he subservient, well muscled, and eager and willing to serve him in any and all ways. He demanded his total obedience. Looking over at Harvey, Harry began saying it was going to be a ball finding and breaking a man like this, let alone training him. Looking over at William Harry told him that it must be nice to be able to buy anything your little heart desired. Smiling that smile of a truly rich man he said, “Boys, money is like your cock, what good is it if you don’t use it!” Waving his hand to this young thing at the bar, he said that he hoped tonight would be the last night he had to rent a man. As the young boy slid into our booth a deal was struck and we took him home to party. It was in the wee hours of the morning and we had put the top down more to keep us awake as we finally headed home. As we pulled off the Lakeshore Drive and headed further south, Harry was going on about how smart William was in giving up the baths. We had each other, but in this day and age it was just too damn risky playing around with one-night stands. A slave would be William’s perfect solution. Going on and getting even more excited about the whole deal, he was saying that ever since our game in college, we’d fallen into this boring sedimentary lifestyle. Then looking over and grinning he said, “You’re all I want baby, but you gotta admit that this hunt for a slave was going to be well—damn exciting.” Giggling and groping him, I said if he didn’t slow down, that all we were going to get tonight was a ticket. We were now approaching this deserted section of highway way between Chicago and Michigan City and he was going like a bat out of hell. No sooner where the words ticket out of his mouth then this blue flashing light came on behind us. Sheepishly looking over at Harry I said, “ I guess you were right, brother”. Pulling our Sebring over to the side of the road, we turned to see this Indiana State police car slowing almost to a stop, and then creeping up close to our bumper. As soon as he cut his lights, we could then see this officer getting out and heading towards us. Harvey began saying he’d always had this wild fantasy that someday some wild hulk of a police officer was going to cuff him and rape the hell out of him. Going on he said the cop of his dreams was always tall and godlike and hung like an animal. Looking over at Harvey I said, “Well lover, this cop is all of that and more”. Looking around at the cop, Harvey began laughing then saying, “Get your mind off of sex toys tonight--the only thing we’re going to get is a ticket.” Harry then whispered, “Unless we teach him about twin love”. About then this bright flashlight was shining in our faces. In this deep voice the trooper said, “Well just where do you think you two pansy’s are going at this time of night? To a fire?” We knew from the tone of voice and the officer calling us “pansy’s” that we were in deep shit just then. As the officer swept his light over Harvey, it became obvious he was checking us out. Harry began moving his hand to his crotch and working it, trying to get Harvey’s attention. I knew what he was thinking; he wanted this bozo as William’s sex toy. That was when I spotted the wedding ring on the cop’s finger. I was thinking this was not the cop to try to come on to. Meanwhile his lights swung quickly back to Harvey’s crotch and the officer growled, “You boys get out of the car”. After sliding out of the car, he then herded us over to the passenger side of the vehicle and he told us to assume the position. As we leaned spread eagle against our car, his hands began moving over our bodies. He said, “You boys trying to hide something from me?” Turning at looking at the officer we tried to tell him we weren’t hiding anything. Grunting he told us the only way he would know for sure was to strip search us. When Harry began to argue with the officer, he asked us if we wanted to add resisting an officer and refusing to cooperate to speeding. We knew we had no choice now--this guy was a rogue cop and he was eager to bust us for something-- anything. Slowly as we unbuttoned our shirts, he told us to just drop them at our feet. Then kicking off our shoes, we began sliding out of our jeans. Kicking those aside he said, “Now the shorts—ladies!” It was all so bizarre--standing there naked before this cop, while he had his gun trained on us. He then told us to assume the position and spread ‘em. We were afraid he would shoot us if we refused. Now we knew this cop was a loose cannon, out gunning to brutalize someone. Whatever was driving this turkey, he was damn close to the edge. As soon as his fingers began probing my ass, I knew this was not going to end with just a cavity search. When the cop pulled his fingers out of my ass and started on Harvey, we both knew what he wanted and it wasn’t to give us any damn speeding ticket--he wanted more from us than that. Turning then we weren’t surprised to see him standing there with his shirt off and his pants around his ankles. This cop looked so outrageously sexy with his gun on his hip and his cock standing proud, we both wanted him bad. He was truly one gorgeous animal and right now he was our animal. Leering at us with this evil grin saying, “I’m gonna fuck both of you queers!” Looking over at Harvey—we then had the same thoughts; this pig was going to get more than he bargained for with twin love. Playing like we were scared shitless we said, “Anything you want officer. Please, just don’t hurt us”. Grinning at us now with that victorious look on his face, he moved in for the kill. With the cop in the middle, we began licking and sucking. Harvey and I had long since mastered the art of a three-way, so we moved in for our own kill. We had this plan--divide and conquer. As Harvey slid between William’s legs and began sucking his cock, I moved up on his chest and began working his nipples. A little nibble here, a little sucking there--you know the way-- from one tit to the other. When we had him writhing and twisting in exquisite pain, Harvey began working his asshole with one of his fingers, then two and finally three stretching out his ass. When he started to resis,t I moved up on him and began working his mouth with my tongue. To say I was Frenching would be an understatement--it was more like I was fucking his mouth with my tongue. When I had him really going, I began sucking the air out of his lungs and when he was hungry for air, I had my trusty poppers there under his nose and a few deep whiffs--we owned him. That was when Harvey and I gave him our double whammy. Harvey started begging him to fuck us, and when the cop mounted him, I slid in back of him I postponed my cock in his ass. Then as he began pulling out of Harvey, he was driving my cock into his ass. Ever so slowly as he began his pumping action fucking Harvey, he was fucking himself on my cock. Now he really was loosing it, and finally in this sexual frenzy he was osculating between the two of us--getting as good as he was giving. In seconds we had him leaning back against our car and now he was more than willing to let us have our way with him. Harry just kept grinding back on his cock with his ass while I rammed deep inside him with my cock. Whoever or whatever he was fucking wasn’t giving this cop what he needed--before we were done with him we would own this motherfucker. By now we had the cop so hot his dick was doing his thinking for him. Feeling his balls priming his pump, his cock swelled noticeably and he then exploded, pumping hot ropes of cum into Harry, as I pumped my load into him. Then the cop just crumbled to his knees. We had taken him to the edge and pushed him over and now we were moving in for the kill. Turning him and pushing my face into his ass crack, and finding his now juicy sweet spot, I began fucking his ass with my tongue. Harry had now dropped down to his cock and was sucking on him for all he was worth. Between the two of us we had turned our rogue cop into a sex-crazed animal. He was ours to play with, and now we were ready to claim our prize--we moved in for the kill. Once Harry got him off again, we worked him around and positioned him to fuck me. Working his cock up my ass, as soon as I felt him all inside me, I began working his cock with the muscles of my ass. By now we had our cop glassy eyes and muttering like some sex-crazed fool. Responding to my hot hole like a puppy, he was hanging onto me and pumping me like he was rutting his bitch. Looking around at the officer, I could see Harry lining up to sink his cock into the officer’s ass, making a sex sandwich. By now we had him so far gone he would have even let us fist him, but that was coming later. Then I heard Harry yelling, “Go baby! Take it all!” and I knew we now had him sandwiched between us and with every thrust of Harry’s cock, the cop’s cock drove even deeper into my ass. When Harry began shooting his hot load up the cop’s ass again, that poor bastard was so turned on, he lost it and began shooting his wad into me. Doing an about face then, Harry was now taking the cop’s cock up his ass and I began working my meat into the cop. We were working him like a two bit whore and he loved every minute of it. Our boy here was now running on all fours, and seeing our opportunity to finish him off, we let him sink to his knees and rolling him over, I could begin working my fingers into his ass. Harry kept the cop’s mouth full of his cock and I kept working more fingers further up his ass. Then suddenly feeling his body shutter, as his ass surrendered to me my fist, my arm was now inside him. Our cop was now in a state of supreme sexual euphoria and he was pushing back on my arm, driving it even deeper into his ass. He was so far gone now he was sucking and slurping on Harry’s cock like his life depended on it. When we were done with this pig, the only way he would ever get it off again was to have a cock up his ass. As my hand and arm kept working deeper into his ass he had slipped deeper into this sexual frenzy—it was pushing him even deeper into our little bondage game. Harvey and I had taken him to the edge and pushed him over, we had reduced him to a sex crazed, mindless whore. Our boy had been ripe for the picking and we knew how to harvest him. We had broken our stallion into a full-fledged mare. Reluctantly, we knew we had to let our pray off the hook so to speak. As it began to get lighter, Harvey was afraid someone would spot us and call in with a cell phone. Pulling my arm out of his ass, Harry said we better dress and get the hell out of here or we would all end up in the slammer for assaulting our pig boy. Tossing the completely naked cop his clothes, we told him we had a great time and any time he wanted more to come see us. Seeing that handsome animal on his knee--he was one delicious animal. Climbing back into our car, we pulled away and were leaving him on his knees--naked and with his gun around his waist. Harry was saying the cop was ready to come over to our side, he just needed to be shown how. Saying the poor bastard was married, Harry laughed saying, “Not for long--our boy needs a man now!” As we sped into town,we talked about how easy it had been to claim his body. We agreed he’d been in the closet so long he was actually ready. Pulling into South Bend all we wanted to do now was get some sleep because it had been quite a night. With the smell of sex still all over us we crawled into bed and hugged. Harvey said it was a shame we didn’t get our cop’s badge number and name-- he would be a fun person to have around. Looking over Harvey began giggling saying we were lucky we didn’t get arrested for raping an officer but he was good slave material. Nodding in agreement saying, “That cop sure was a willing hunk, he was right on the edge, all it took was a little push and he was all ours”. Harvey said, “The cop had had it both ways wanting to fuck women and then he wanted more, he got into men. Then he wanted the ultimate thrill, the feeling of a cock up his ass. All we did was give him what he needed. After the excitement of the weekend and than our cop, things pretty much returned too normal. It seemed hard to believe that we’d been out of College now and back home for the better part of five years. This had been our first good round of sex we’d had since that wild night we made William our target. We had been keeping a low profile now that we were both working at the Tribune Times. We were working in different offices and in fact even in different buildings. Harry was into the TV end of it and I was in the journalism end of it. We both had agreed that this deal with the cop was that wonderful exciting thrill we’d been missing. It wasn’t as if I didn’t love Harry as much as every and love getting it off with him, and we had our affairs and three ways but the rape of this cop had brought new excitement to our lives. Good sex was like May West had said, “You can never get too much of a good thing,” but sometimes a guy wants that extra thrill. As exciting as our night had been we were both tired from the weekend in Chicago and that wild romp with the cop. Harry met me outside my office and decided to call it an early evening. Telling him I would be the domestic tonight he just laughed as I popped in the frozen dinners into the microwave. A little cheap wine and I felt we had a meal fit for a queen. Going hog wild I even offered to do the cleanup. Finishing loading the dishwasher after our little frozen dinner Harvey was sprawled out on the sofa surfing channels when we heard the buzzer. Looking at Harry I asked if we were entertaining tonight. Shaking his head he buzzed the intercom asking who was it. This low voice muttered, “Officer Johansson.” Neither of us recognized the name but we knew that voice. It was the officer that pulled us over last night. We had nowhere to run or hide so buzzing him up we waited. Then there was the knock on the door. Harvey and I stood together as we opened the door. There stood our beautiful officer in his full glory, his hat on, his badge all shinny and that gun hanging from his hip. Pushing past us he said, “I wondered where you fuckers lived!” Harry was the one that asked him how he’d found us. Answering, “I had your plates on my patrol car’s video camera so I ran them to get your names and address.” Then producing the tape from his pocket saying, “ I got it all on tape, the blowing, the sucking and even you fisting me.” Looking at him we knew he was here for more. Harry then began pulling him into the room saying while Harvey mixed us some drinks why didn’t he get more comfortable. Half groaning, half laughing he saying, “I didn’t really have a chance with you two bastards did I?” That was when Harvey and I gave him our double whammy. As I slid out of my clothes Harry began stripping him. He just stood there letting himself be stripped. Moving in for the kill pressing my naked body close to his we began kissing. When he was gasping for air Harry had the poppers under his nose. There was no struggle no protests our cop was now begging us to fuck him. Leading him into our bedroom as soon as he was on the bed I was jamming my cock into my ass. No sooner was I inside him, than Harvey began working his cock into the officer’s mouth. Starting ever so slowly he began his pumping action fucking me and fucking himself on Harry. Our cop had now lost it and in a sexual frenzy he began osculating between the two of us like a well-oiled machine hungry for cock. It wasn’t long before we all had shot our loads and collapsed in our triple-decker sex sandwich. When we did separate he rolled around on his back spreading his legs and we knew damn well what he wanted. Scooting down and working my fingers into his ass slowly I began working my fist into him. Harry and I just kept working him until dawn running the gauntlet on our boy. Our officer was hungrily licking and sucking us and we had fucked him with every toy we owned. We both lay there with him between us, out biggest dildo shoved up his ass working his nipples. We could feel his hands on our heads and in his low sexy voice he begged us to let him come back. Then almost in a whisper he asked if we would tie him up and beat him. Looking at Harvey without even a pause we agreed. It was with reluctance we watched as our new boy toy shower and dressed. Once he was back in his uniform it was somehow gratifying to for us to see this once arrogant officer kneeling before us thanking both of us for letting him serve us. We had our boy so hooked now he was well on the way to being our property. As the door closed behind him Harry and I knew we had ourselves a real live bondage slave in the making. Crawling into Harvey’s arms I told him we hadn’t had this much fun since college. Suddenly Harvey jumped up saying we had to call William and tell him we had found him his slave and he was just what he wanted. Harvey was on the phone saying William would be just getting up with the time change and all. When William answered I could tell from the way Harvey was talking that he was still half asleep--until he heard the words ‘cop sex toy’, and ‘slave boy’. Suddenly, he seemed to be drinking in every word Harvey was saying. When William asked if he could come down to South Bend to see him, Harvey said not until we got him all trained but we will send pics and tapes of our boy. Our William was like a man possessed. This was a whole new side of gay for us as well as for William. He had embraced every part of the gay world from that first night that Harvey and I brought him into our world. Now he was more than happy to make the Grand step into S&M Bondage and we were going to have a ball training our cop. Life just kept getting better for us. To be continued. Comments to HARVEYNATE@aol.com