Date: Mon, 6 Aug 2012 09:40:43 -0400
From: Mike Yonge <myonge1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 3 Mr Harvey, Ahmed and I

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Chapter 3

In the distance I heard the sound of running water.  I found myself slowly
waking up.  As I did, I noticed that Ahmed was still there.  My leg was
draped over his belly and his arm was still around me.

Ahmed started to stir about the same time I did.  He smiled at me and
kissed me "Hi my precious man.  I guess we dozed off."

"Yeah... do you hear something...?"  I asked sitting up.

"Sounds like the shower..."  Ahmed looked at the bedside clock.  He grinned
"Oh shit! It's Nate.  We've been busted" He laughed

"C'mon" he said getting up "Let's go join him"

"Hey Nate!"  Ahmed called as we entered the bathroom.  "Can we join you?"

I heard Mr Harvey chuckle from behind the curtain.  "Don't think there is
enough room but sounds real nice."  His head came out from behind the
shower curtain grinning at us "Why don't you too get in here and take your
shower while I get dried off and run down to Kentucky Fried and pick up
supper?"

He stepped out of the tub leaving the water running.  I watched as he and
Ahmed kissed warmly, causing me to bone up right away.  He then turned to
me and kissed me too.  I felt his cock brush up against my leg as he came
close to me.  "Mmmmm that's nice" he said as his hand reached down and
fondled me.  He grabbed a towel and started to dry off as Ahmed and got
into the shower.

I was immediately in Ahmed's arms, his tongue deep in my mouth.  I moaned
out loud.  From the other side of the curtain we heard "Make sure you save
some for me ok"

Ahmed chuckled "Don't worry Nate just warming up for when you get back..."
he laughed again "just don't be too long..."

He pulled me close again his mouth on mine with one hand he quickly found
my cock and was stroking it slowly

"You feel so fuckin good my precious boy" he whispered.

I pulled back and gasped "You're going to make me cum"

He put both hands on my shoulders "You're right.  We have to save it for
Nate"

We kissed again deeply for several moments, our tongues doing the tango of
love.  Then he pulled away and we quickly washed each other off.

His cock was so beautiful and hard as I washed it.  I know he was almost on
the verge himself several times because he would give a little laughing
grunt and pull away, before he would let me finish washing him.

It was the water ... cooling... that forced us to stop and get out.  We
dried off and got semi dressed.  I put on sweat pants and he did the same.
We then went into the living room sitting down together on the sofa.

It wasn't long though, before we were both naked in hot lust devouring each
other with our kisses.  I couldn't get enough of this man.  I slid off the
couch and got between his legs and was soon sucking his long hard oozing
cock deep into my mouth.  I was gagging and choking on it but didn't care.
I wanted him so much.  He had my head between his hands moaning out loud.

We didn't even notice that Nate had come back until he came into the room.
Kneeling down beside me, he kissed Ahmed full on the mouth.  I felt him and
broke off suction, looking at him startled by his sudden presence.

"Holy shit guys! I could hear you outside.  I told you to leave some for me
too!"

We both started to laugh, Mr Harvey joining in.  "He still has a full
load."  I said laughing

"But I wasn't going to last much longer the way he was going at me."
joined Ahmed

"You just taste so good Ahmed, I love your cock"

We all got up.  Ahmed and I got our sweat pants back on and we went into
the kitchen to eat.  I loved sex with these guys but I absolutely loved
Kentucky Fried.  So sue me I was a growing teenager, always horny, always
hungry.

Mr Harvey had gotten the largest size container they had, a double order of
fries and lots of gravy.  I was in heaven, sex with two of the hottest guys
in the world and a ton of fried chicken, chips and gravy.  Who could ask
for anything more?

While we ate the phone rang.

It was Aunt Marge.  Mr Harvey took the phone down the hall.  Ahmed and I
ate in silence.

"Well" My Harvey said as he hung up the phone "Looks like we'll be baching
it a bit longer Marty.  Jessie is getting out tomorrow but Marge's Mum is
coming up from Parry Sound to pick them up and take them back there for a
couple weeks while he recuperates."

We were all grinning

"You think that you can handle staying with me alone till your folks come
home"

"Well you might have to let me sleep in your bed if I get scared in the
night."  I laughed

We all laughed.  I was thinking.  "this is so awesome"

"So did you guys watch the movie this afternoon?"  Asked Mr Harvey as we
ate.

I nodded.  And Ahmed added "But we didn't see all of it.

"No" I said with a grin... I was no longer shy with either of these men.
"There were `other' things that were more interesting"

We all laughed.  Ahmed gave me a playful shove on the shoulder.

"Would you like to watch it again" Asked Mr Harvey

Ahmed looked over at me

I just said "I would rather see and do the real thing... with you guys"

Ahmed smiled and nodded.  "We kinda did what they were doing on the video"

"And I would like to do that again" I added "Only with you this time too" I
said looking at Mr Harvey.  After the remembrance of Ahmed introducing me
to the pleasures of being ass fucked, I was almost shaking with the thought
of his cock sliding deep into me.

I looked over at Ahmed "and I want to suck you.  You tasted so good before,
but this time I want it all."

Mr Harvey grinned at Ahmed "the lad knows what he wants, and I don't think
we should disappoint him do you?"

"He won't get any disappointment from me" Ahmed laughed He leaned over and
gave me a kiss on the lips which quickly developed in to a long lingering
tongue burying kind.  I heard Mr Harvey get up from his chair and come
behind me.  Ahmed and I both stood, still locked in our kiss.  Mr Harvey
came close behind me his hand snaking around my torso into me sweats,
cupping my balls.

I groaned in to Ahmed's mouth reaching up with my hands to hold his head as
Mr Harvey did amazing things with his hands on my cock and with my sac.

Ahmed too slid his hands down my sides and quickly removed my sweats.  I
was so fucking horny by now.  "Ohhhnnn fuck" I cried out. "I want you so
much, right now!"

I don't know how we got to the bedroom but it was somehow without really
loosing body contact with each other.  We were all naked by the time we got
there.

We decided that for me to be sucking Ahmed and Mr Harvey to be fucking me
the best way would be for me to be on my knees.  Ahmed lay down on the bed
on his back, his feet at the headboard.  Mr Harvey gave him a pillow for
his head.  I kneeled over him my face looking down at his beautiful
manhood.  He and I simultaneously sucked in each other's cocks.

Mr Harvey got something from the drawer of his bedside table.  It was a
tube of some sort.  He got up close behind me.  Ahmed and I were deeply
engrossed in each other at the moment so I didn't quite follow what was Mr
Harvey was doing.  Ahmed tasted so good I was getting a good load of his
salty slippery precum as my mouth slid up and down on his amazing cock

Just then I felt something cold and wet at my ass I felt a finger slip in
and then removed.  Some more of the cold slippery stuff and now two fingers
sliding in and out of my ass.  I know he added a third finger at some
point.  He did this for probably a minute of two, totally relaxing my ass.

He leaned forward and whispered.  "Are you ready my boy"

I just nodded I didn't want to release Ahmed.

The next thing I felt was something huge pushing in at my ass.  There was a
sharp pain as I felt Mr Harvey's cock force it's way into me.  He slid the
whole way in before he stopped.  Then he lay there kind of draped over me.
"You OK?"  He asked softly.

I nodded again.  I think that I had softened some in Ahmed's mouth because
he let go and also asked if I was ok.  I nodded again and continued to work
my mouth on his rigid member.

Mr Harvey said "Ok" as he did that he started to slowly move in and out of
me.  My ass had relaxed enough by then that it no longer hurt.  As his cock
hit my prostate I jerked and moaned.  Ahmed had taken me again and I know I
was totally aroused again.  My mind was swimming with the images of what
was happening

Mr. Harvey was groaning loudly now and was picking up speed.  I knew I was
not going to last too much longer that familiar feeling starting to
building.

I don't know who came first, Ahmed or me but I know that as soon as I came
that set Mr Harvey over the edge with a scream.  I know I would have
screamed too if my mouth hadn't been otherwise occupied.

Moments later we lay there in a panting tangled sweating mass.

"Fuck that was so hot" Ahmed muttered.

I felt Mr Harvey's cock leave me.  I moaned slightly.  "I want this never
to end" I added

We rearranged ourselves so that I was nestled in between my two men.  I
must have fallen asleep because it was morning the next thing I knew.  I
was woken to having my cock once again bathed in the warm wetness of
Ahmed's hot mouth.  I grabbed his head and he brought me home to another
mind ripping orgasm.  "OOONNNNHHH FUCK!!!"

"I have to get to work" He whispered when he was done. " I just wanted on
more taste"

We kissed and he was gone.

When I got up a few minutes later I found Mr Harvey in the kitchen.  "Just
you and I today Marty.  I'm on night shift for a couple days but Ahmed is
going to `take care of you' while I'm at work" he said with a short laugh
"If that's ok with you"

It became a week of frenzied sex.  I was insatiable and these two men were
only too happy to provide for me.  By the time Mum and Dad arrived home on
Sunday I was walking kinda funny and had a bit of a rash on my cock from
over use.  I needed some normality back in my life... if for no reason
other than to heal. But I was not complaining and mum did ask why I seemed
to have this perpetual smile on my face

A week later Jessie and Aunt Marge came home again.  Though Jessie wasn't
much fun the rest of the summer.  He kinda hung around the house.  He
didn't want to go out to bicycling or anything we used to do before.

However that didn't mean that my summer was wasted.  Now that I knew about
Ahmed and Mr Harvey's shifts I could plan my days.  When Ahmed was on
nights I knew that he would come home about 9AM.  He wouldn't go to bed
right away.  I would tell Mom I was going for a bike ride and head over to
his place.  He never turned me away.  I had some amazingly hot sex with
that man that summer.

About three weeks after Jessie came home, the Harvey's held a BBQ/pool
party at their place.  It was my folks and I, the Harvey's and Ahmed.

The Harvey's yard was a little strange in that there was a rise toward the
back on which Mr Harvey had planted the pool.  So if you were in the pool
at the back end, people sitting on the patio couldn't necessarily see much
more than your head.

Jessie was not swimming.  He barely acknowledged me, just sitting there
moping most of the time.  Even Aunt Marge who tends to dote on him got on
his case.  I finally got up and went for a swim.  I glanced over at Ahmed
and he picked up on it.  "You going for a swim Marty, maybe I'll join you"

"Ok" I said breaking in to a run.  "Last one in is a rotten egg"

Everyone laughed as Ahmed struggled out of his chair.  I was already in the
pool by the time he got to the ladder.  We swam and played for some time.
It was a great opportunity to some serious groping let me tell you.  At one
point his hands were inside my trunks cupping my cock and balls.  I was so
horny.  That is not to say that I didn't get my share too.

We were at the back of the pool. Ahmed came up behind me his head below the
top of the pool.  I felt him tugging at the waist of my trunks.  I cast a
furtive glance over at my folks.  They were busy chatting and not looking
our way.

I looked over at Ahmed.  He had an `evil' grin on his face and raised his
eyebrow.  With an idea flashing through my head I undid the tie cord of my
trunks. Then putting one arm on the side of the pool I hoisted my legs up
on his shoulders.  A second later my cock was deep in his mouth.  I glanced
over at my folks again.  Mr Harvey was looking our way and smiled slightly.
Then I heard him start to say something that brought all their attention to
him... and away from us.  Ahmed felt so good on my cock.  I came almost
immediately, filling his mouth with my hot love.

I got my trunks back on and we decided we had better not press our luck.
"I owe you one" I whispered to him as got back out of the pool and joined
the others.  The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful.  I did however
help Mr Harvey getting some of the food out of the house.  We didn't have
time to finish the task but I did give him a quick suck on his huge cock
right there in the kitchen.  We had to cut it short because Aunt Marge came
in to see if we needed any help.  It was all so exciting and though I had
just emptied a load into Ahmed not an hour earlier I was hard as rock
again.  I knew I now owed them both... a debt I didn't mind paying.

During the rest of the summer I went fishing with Mr Harvey and Ahmed
several times... we even caught some fish.  You have to know that if you
are wondering when my Dad was in all this, he just was never the outdoorsy
type.  If the other two wanted to have me `tag along' (his words) on their
fishing trips that was fine with him (I'm not so sure Mum always agreed).
The thing was Jessie didn't much care for fishing or camping either so he
never came along.  So was in my glory.  I had these two gorgeous men all to
myself.

The grand finale to the summer was the annual Labour Day camping trip.  It
was the only camp out to which Dad would go (not without some complaint).
It was sort of a tradition, all the men camping for the weekend.  This year
Dad did agree to go as did Jessie though he complained a lot.

The first evening went fine.  Ahmed and I had a short bit of alone time
together getting firewood but that was all.  Ahmed had his own tent, Mr
Harvey and Jessie were in another and Dad and I were in a third.  It made
for a long night of lustful yearning.  I tried to sneak out at one point
but the damn zipper on the tent was so noisy that Dad woke.  I made out
that I had to go pee.

The next morning Jessie was complaining up a storm driving us all crazy.
He wanted to go home.  Finally about mid morning, he and I were just coming
back from canoeing about the lake.  We were dragging the canoes up onto the
shore that Jessie suddenly fell, grabbing his ankle.  I still think he was
faking it but he claimed he had sprained it.

I could see Mr Harvey was frustrated.  I think he suspected as I did and I
think as the others did, that Jessie was faking.  My Dad stepped in.
"Nate, why don't I take Jessie home and come and get you on Monday
afternoon."  (we had come in two vehicles, we needed both)

They argued back and forth for a couple minutes. Finally Dad just said
"Listen the three of you really like camping and fishing, I don't really
care for it.  You stay and enjoy the experience I'll bring Jessie home, and
come back for you on Monday"

"Well ok" said Mr Harvey with a sigh, "but you really don't have to come
back, the three of us can fit in the half-ton."

He then took Jessie aside and made it clear to him that he was not
impressed and he had better behave himself with my Dad and his Mum when he
got home.

A short time later Dad and Jessie had their gear packed in the car and they
drove off.

The three of us stood there watching dad's car disappear around the bend of
the bush road.  There was silence.  Mr. Harvey I think was a bit
embarrassed that Jessie had caused such a stir.  But as they disappeared I
felt Ahmed's hand on my shoulder as he said.  "Hmmm this couldn't have
worked out better if we had planned it."  The broke the tension and we all
laughed.

"I guess we really don't need all these tents do we?"  I added.

About 20 minutes later only Mr Harvey's tent was left standing.  It was the
biggest of the three.  The other two we had packed up and stowed on the cab
of the Mr Harvey's half ton.

It wasn't a minute after that that I found myself as the filling of a man
sandwich.  Ahmed was deep kissing me while Mr Harvey behind was quickly
shedding me and himself of our pants.  I soon felt his oozing cock poking
at me rear door.

"you ready for this Marty?"  He whispered in my ear.

I nodded with what sounded like a whimper.  Not much else I could say
because my mouth was full of tongue.

I heard Mr Harvey spit on his hand and felt the warm lubricant on my ass.
Then as his cockhead arrived at the `door', I pushed back on it, feeling it
slide in.  I grunted with pleasure.  Mr Harvey no longer hurt when he
fucked me.  It was just pure pleasure.  In the mean time Ahmed released me
from his mouth and dropped to his knees in front of me, quickly enveloping
my rock hard cock deep into his mouth.  "OHHH FUCK!"  I gasped as he
started to slide up and down my manhood.

We stayed like this for several minutes.  Mr Harvey stopping every now and
then as he felt his orgasm building and Ahmed holding back whenever he
thought I might be getting close.

Then after about 15 minutes of this I guess he took me just a touch to far
and I couldn't hold it anymore and exploded in his mouth with a shout of
pure sexual ecstacy.

I'd like to tell you what it was I shouted but I really don't think it was
anything in any language.  It was more like some kind of primal scream.

As my cock exploded with violent spurts of my cum, that set Mr Harvey off
deep in my bowels , fiercely pumping into my ass.  Moments later still
panting we kind of came back to reality.  Ahmed still kneeling looked up at
me with a cum laced smiling mouth.

Looking down at him I said "We're not done yet. I want you to fuck me too.
Mr Harvey gently pulled out of me.  He walked over to the half-ton and
opened the passenger door.  He had me lay on my back on the seat.  Ahmed
came into position, pulling me close, my legs over his shoulders.  After Mr
Harvey's reaming, and the `lubrication' that was dripping out of me, he had
no trouble at all sliding full length, deep inside me.
 Mr Harvey positioned himself behind Ahmed caressing his chest and belly as
he fucked me.  Ahmed had a style all his own.  An almost a relaxed way of
fucking that was totally different from Mr Harvey.  After Mr Harvey's
pounding it was almost soothing the way he took me.

With Mr Harvey working him and whispering in his ear Ahmed was not long in
filling me with his love.  I was left in a state of euphoric satisfaction
that I still dream about.

The orgy of sexual release that we had that weekend didn't stop till it was
time to go home on Monday afternoon.  To finish the weekend we had a
threeway blow job.  It was tricky but we lay in a kind of triangle I sucked
off Mr Harvey, he did Ahmed and Ahmed finished me off.

I sat in the middle on the way home, my hands on two crotches, their hands
on mine.  I fell asleep that way.  Ahmed woke me as we pulled in to the
driveway "Hands to yourself " He whispered with a grin.  I opened my eyes
and saw Mom coming down the walk.

It had been a weekend I have never forgotten

I kept my secret meetings with both men for the next couple years.  Then I
went off to school.  During that first year away Ahmed landed a management
position with the railway in Winnipeg.  I never saw him again.  Though we
did get Christmas card from him for a couple years.

During my third year Dad got a job in the Turcott Rail yards in Montreal
(They are gone now).  Mr Harvey and Aunt Marge I heard split up around that
time too.  She ended up down near Toronto.  Jessie pretty much went with
his Mum, though he too was away at school.  I heard from him that Mr Harvey
stayed where he was in the old house and retired a few years ago.