Date: Tue, 23 Nov 2010 19:04:54 -0500 From: jasper adams Subject: harry styles perversity ***This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the athletes mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.*** Hope you guys enjoy it. Remember to send in feedback or any other comments - it is all greatly appreciated! proseinourdreams@gmail.com proseinourdreams.blogspot.com ... Harry Styles is a little devil. You can just tell by the little flash of light in his eyes and his wicked little smile, a cocky, confident smile. He's also a horny kid. What 16-year-old boy isn't? The problem is, he's been cooped up with his band mates from the X Factor, as well as other contestants on the show, for far, far too long. Harry hasn't had a proper wank in weeks, maybe months? And he isn't about to cum under his covers with the rest of his band sleeping right next to him in bunk beds. Harry's not quite sure how he measures up against other lads, but from the few girls he's been with, they've told him his cum loads are massive. Gushing cum loads, hard to clean up. Plus, Harry really gets indulgent it whenever he cums - loud, vocal, grunts and moans, thrashing about, smelly and sweaty. Yah. No way he was going to do that with a room full of other lads. No way. ... Dustin Farlow, otherwise known as the tall, beefy and hairy gay-for-pay amateur porn star Berke Banks, known for his torpedo, ram-rod cock and tall frame, has taken up part-time job as janitor at the X Factor studios. Hey, the 30-year-old American had a tough time moving to the U.K., and found this little gig while setting up his new personal training business. It wasn't so bad. The random hours gave him free time to do porn, both straight and gay, and still schedule personal "clients" as personal trainer. He knew something was up when he opened the door to the bathroom of the backstage dressing room. It was late, 1:30 in the morning. Nobody was, or was supposed to be, anywhere in the studio. It was pretty warm backstage. The A/C was not on at night, and one could hear a pin drop the place was so quiet. Berke just came from the gym and was wearing sneakers, gym shorts, a cut-off tank that showed off his muscular arms and his hairy and tanned torso, and his gym shorts revealed hairy meaty thighs and toned calves. The air was thick and dense, and Berke could hear soft moans coming from the bathroom stalls. He left his mop and cleaning cart outside the dressing room and locked the door behind him, sneaking past the lounge area with sofas and mirrors and peaked into the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, even a slight peep, he could smell and feel the sexual energy in the bathroom. Sounds of panting, moaning, slapping and lube-y friction echoed the walls of the small bathroom. The smell of sweat and pre-cum was pungent, and the apparent cock stroking was rapid and furious. WTF? Berke thought to himself. He could see a pair of feet under the toilet stall - pretty large feet, probably size 11 or 12, pink and soft, clad in flip-flops. The toes were flexing and curling with pleasure in sync with the sound of the grunts and the slapping and stroking. Berke was intrigued. As a straight, gay-for-pay guy, Berke has never messed around with other men outside of the film studios. He liked to be dominant and forceful, and something about having sex with other men, even if they're submissive, didn't quite do it for him. Maybe it's their hairier bodies? Who knows. Berke was as straight and masculine as it gets. But his cock jumped and was half-hard instantly as he entered the sex-reeked bathroom. ... Harry had snuck into the studios after everyone was in bed. He was beyond horny and couldn't hold it any longer. He was hard for most of the day. He found his way in the dark backstage to the dressing rooms, found an open one and snuck in. Still somewhat paranoid someone would catch him, Harry sought refuge in the toilet stall at the rear of the dressing room. It was hot in there, but he didn't care, nor did he care at that point that the toilet stall didn't have a lock. Wearing a deep V t-shirt, distressed jeans, flippies, and his infamous gold thong, Harry was so excited just by the pure feeling of solitude he almost creamed in his pants right away. He pulled his jeans down to his ankles and sat down on the toilet. His hands immediately started rubbing his hard package and his tummy. Harry let out a deep gasp as he teased himself. He shut his eyes, threw his head back, and let loose the teenage cock that is already dripping with precum. ... Berke had an idea. He himself hadn't had a decent fuck in weeks. He quietly snuck close to the stall and peeked over the wall. He needn't be so quiet, as he quickly realized, since Harry was in a totally horned-up world of his own. The sight of this 16 year old, sitting on the toilet, his jeans tossed to the side, his V neck t-shirt pulled behind his neck, his gold thong still on, furiously jerking an impressively thick and red cock, made Berke's half-hard cock spring immediately to full mast. He actually found Harry to be incredibly hot. Harry was a cutie, a classically beautiful boy. Completely hairless and smooth, rosy cheeked, pouty red lips, sloppy mop of dark curly hair, and a nicely defined torso with large, quarter-sized nipples standing erect and perky, if not slightly tortured. His angelic face contorted and covered in sweat, licking his lips. His moans and grunts were just too much for Berke's cock to remain calm. Yeah, I can work with this one, Berke thought to himself. The idea of sodomizing such a boy, the perversity of taking advantage of someone at the height of his sexual blossoming turned Berke on. He wanted to mount this kid and turn him into his own little bitch slut. He had an idea. He went into the dressing room and found a staffer's digital camera, a video camera and a few blank discs. Taking a few moments, Berke positioned the video camera out of sight on a bookshelf and pressed "record". He snuck back into the bathroom and found Harry in an even more compromising position. Harry at this point was so hard and eager to cum he had kicked away his flippies and has both legs up in the air spread wide, each foot planted against the walls. His back was arched and his moans and grunts climbed into a higher register, more like squealing and gasping. One fist savagely pumping his cock, the other hand was pinching his now-swollen nipples. His puffy lips apart, gasping for air and licking his lips. Harry cock was a nice fat one, much larger than Berke had anticipated. A solid 6 inches, he guessed, but incredibly fat and thick, almost as thick as Berke's. Of course, Berke's cock is a good 3 inches longer. The sight of Harry's precocious teenage cock, now raging red and glistening with spit and precum, was too much. Berke had to do it. Berke reached over with his camera and began snapping pictures, one after another in rapid succession. Berke must have gotten away with at least 20 or 30 frames when Harry came to his senses. Berke quickly retreated to the dressing room to await his teenage prey. "ughnn... oh yeah... ughn... ughn... OH FUCK!!!!" Harry was almost to the point of cumming when he looked up and saw flashes everywhere. "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!" In a panic he jumped to his feet and looked for his jeans, which Berke had taken. "FUCK!!! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!?!!" After the rapid-fire photog attack, Harry tried to cover his still raging cock as best as he could, but realized his hard-on was going anywhere until he had cum. Scouring the little bathroom fruitlessly for any towels or clothes, he reluctantly took his shirt off and wrapped it around his waist, his engorged teenage cock head leaving an obscene wet stain on the shirt. Harry's body is athletic and toned, if not still a bit soft, not a trace of hair anywhere except for a tiny little trail leading down to his pubic bush. "Well, well... what do we have here?" Berke smiled slyly at Harry as he watched the half-naked boy emerge from the bathroom a few minutes later. "Please..." Harry muttered, all shades of red and crimson, humiliated in front of this older man. "What the fuck do you want?!" "Oh, I just want to help you finish your job, kid," Berke replied. "You'd better do as I say or these pics go viral." "Fuck! Please! Seriously! This isn't funny! What the fuck do you want!?!?" Harry half begged and half ranted. "Give me that shirt!" Berke commanded. "..." "Give. Me. That. Shirt." Berke began taking more pictures of Harry in his present state. "OKAY OKAY GEEZ YOU PERV!" Harry reluctantly turned around and tossed Berke his shirt, his voice nearly in hysterics. "HAPPY!?! Give me that camera!" "I see you still are," Berke chuckled at the humiliated boy, who, to Berke's surprise, has the most perfectly round, meaty, hairless ghetto booty ass he'd ever seen on a white boy. Perky with a dimple on each cheek, not a trace of hair anywhere, now adorned only by a thin gold thong. Berke could almost see Harry's smooth, pink hole peeping through the meaty cheeks. "Can I have the camera now please??" Harry begged, exasperated and helpless. With his back to Berke, he could see in the full-length mirror Berke approaching. "Back off...! please...." Harry wanted to run away, but he knew there was nothing he could do at the moment but to comply. He felt Berke's breath on his neck and made eye contact with the 6'2 man in the mirror. Harry's big doey eyes were pleading, nearly in tears. This made Berke want him even more. Berke could feel Harry's body shaking as he approached, who had retreated to an inch or two from the mirror. Harry's feet were turned inward, knees bent, both hands shielding his relentless hard-on, and as result, unconsciously, Harry's ass stuck out even more. It was quite a site. Berke took a few more snap shots. "The thong, too," Berke growled into Harry's ear, slowly sniffing out his prey. Harry smelled like fresh mango and cum, sweet and sweaty. "OMG please don't do this!!!!" "Your. Thong. Kid," Berke whispered into the boy's ears as he planted his palms squarely against the mirror on both sides of Harry, encasing Harry with his muscular arms but not touching him. Harry could smell the after-workout stench of this man; Harry's nose barely reaches Berke's collarbones in height. Harry could feel the imposing size and body heat of Berke radiating behind him, and his cock twitched underneath his hands. "..." Harry silently peeled down his gold thong. His red cock bounced against the mirror as it got released from its captivity, leaving a sticky trace of precum behind on the mirror. Harry winced. Once the thong dropped to the floor around his ankles, Harry stepped obediently out of them. "Stand at attention." "..." Harry obliged, clasping his hands behind himself, above the small of his back. His wet cock head is now rubbing against the mirror. Harry averted Berke's gaze but could not take his eyes off of his own nakedness. Berke grabbed the slinky thong from the floor and tied Harry's wrists tightly together behind his back. "(oh god oh god oh god...)," Harry muttered to himself in a panic. "Spread your legs." "..." "Spread. Your. Legs." "...I ... I can't...," Harry swallowed hard. "SPREAD. YOUR. LEGS." Berke leaned in closer than he's ever come to a boy and growled into Harry's ear. He could lick Harry all over, but didn't. Harry slowly kicked his bare legs apart, planting his bare feet on the dirty carpet a foot apart. "Wider." Harry obeyed. Making sure to not yet touch Harry's completely exposed body, Berke got on his knees. He could smell the flesh of this 16 year old, fresh and ripened with sex. The first touch Harry felt from Berke was a hot, wet tongue shoving past his solid meaty mounds and into his anus. Berke dove right into the good stuff. "UGHNN!!! AHHH WAIT STOP!! FUCK!! UGHNNN! OH SHIT! OOOOHHH UGHNNNN!" Harry moaned in surprise as Berke's tongue lapped up and down his hairless smooth crack and inserted itself inside him. Harry trembled in pleasure, falling forward and holding himself against the mirror with his sweaty forehead. Berke licked and tasted and explored every single crevice down there. Harry tasted sweet, smooth, like clean pussy. Berke buried his face deeper into the boy, planting himself like a dog underneath Harry, forcing Harry to rise on his toes, his face now pressed against the mirror and his still hard cock pressing and rubbing against the cold surface. "UGHHNNN UGHNN UGHNN UGHNNNNN!" Harry squealed in pleasure, forgetting the perversity of the situation and instinctively spread his legs even further and backed his hole back to meet Berke's tongue, his smooth boy thighs flexing and practically fucking himself on Berke's tongue while humping the mirror. "OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!!!" Harry cried as Berke quickened the pace, his face now bright red, covered in sweat, eyes cinched tightly shut and mouth gaping open obscenely. Harry began gyrating his hips in small circles, as that sent even more chills up his spine and pressed his cock harder against the mirror. "SHIT I THINK I'M GONNA CUM!!!" With that, Berke backed off from Harry's now wet boy hole, leaving the 16 year old panting, gasping for air and nearly falling over, save the support of the mirror. Harry's cock was dripping clear, sticky streams of precum all the way down the length of the mirror, but he doesn't seem to notice, preoccupied with the newfound pleasure his anus is providing and the friction of the mirror against his swollen cock. "OH... FUCK...! WHY... UGHN... WHY THE FUCK DID U STOP?!?!" Harry whined petulantly, still gasping for air, body sweaty and writhing with pleasure and aftershocks, his forehead pressed against the mirror. Berke's eyes devoured this hottie boy pup in front of him. Slightly traceable amounts of peach fuzz on his legs, and barely any hair under his pits, Harry's pubescent body, lean, smooth and tight, still developing and soft, appeared almost angelic and perverse against his raging hard cock. Berke could've sworn Harry's cock got bigger during the 10 minutes of tongue fucking. The beer-can cock swung obscenely between Harry's soft, plump ass, paired with heavy low setting balls, not to mention the trickle of precum. Everything about Harry was pink. His crack, now dripping with saliva, framed the most perfect little pink hole Berke's seen. It took all of Berke's self control not to inhale Harry's entire cock and to milk him dry with his mouth and tongue, or bend him over and fuck the living shit out of him and cum inside Harry. No, Berke has a better way for Harry to cum. Getting onto his feet, Berke quickly peeled off his drenched tank top and kicked off his shoes, socks and shorts, leaving on his dirty jock strap, which is basically useless at this point considering Berke's thick 9-inch cock had long escaped the confines of the cup. His body is definitely a contrast to Harry's schoolboy body. Grabbing Harry by his shoulders, surprised by how soft and smooth the boy's skin felt against his callused hands, Berke roughly turned Harry around, reached behind the boy with his right hand and grasped Harry's curly locks, pulling the boy's head back. Berke began tasting Harry's sweat from the nape of his neck. "MMMMMMNNN!!! MNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!" Harry's eyes shot wide open in protest as he felt the stranger's rough handling. Berke was insatiable. Harry's skin and sweat tasted so sweet. He could feel Harry's hard member rubbing against his belly as he slammed the boy against the mirrored wall. Harry tried to push back, but he wasn't strong enough to push Berke off of him. All Harry could do was gasp for air while Berke ground his thick muscled body against his smaller frame. The first sound Harry made, which surprised him immensely, was a loud moan of pleasure in quite a high register. Berke had moved from licking Harry to biting and licking Harry's ear. Harry had no support other than the wall and while grinding his cock into Berke's thigh. "UGHN!" Harry let out a sharp gasp as he felt a large finger push inside his virgin hole. "ughnnnnn... ahhh ahhhhh ahhhhhhnnn!" He gasped for air as Berke dug his middle finger deep inside his ass. Harry buried his face into Berke's hairy, meaty chest, biting his lips and holding in the inclination to scream. Harry cock remained hard as he inhaled Berke's manly odor. "Shhh... you're doing good kid..." Berke growled as he continued to finger Harry like he fingers his girlfriend's pussy. In and out, deep and shallow, in and out. Berke could smell the stench of ass in the air as Harry buried his face into Berke's chest, being handled like a marionette puppet, flailing and bouncing over Berke's finger. Ever insertion became deeper and harder, making Harry rise on his toes and lean harder on Berke. Quickly, Berke's long finger found Harry's love nut, buried deep inside the tight straight virgin ass. With the tip of his finger, Berke scraped and scratched and pushed against Harry's hot spot. Harry's body and legs shook with surprise by the sensation. Heat swelled from deep within Harry and his knees buckled. Berke pulled out and inserted his index finger alongside his middle finger, once again pushing deep inside Harry to find that spot. By now, the finger fucking had gotten so rapid Harry had raised one of his legs high off the ground, like a puppy waiting to piss against the wall, and his other foot teetering on his toes. His cock was ready to explode. "UGHNNN! FUCK! SHIT! FUCK!!! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD" Harry couldn't hold it any more and screamed into Berke's hairy chest as Berke inserted three fingers inside him, lifting Harry's small frame off the ground completely. Berke began fucking Harry with his finger, faster and deeper, making sure to punch Harry's love nut every single insertion. From the mirror, it really looked like Berke was trying to fist the poor lad mid-air. Holding Harry tightly in an embrace with his other arm, Berke hoisted Harry even higher with every thrust as he felt Harry wrap tightly his footballer legs around his waist. "UGHNNNNNNNNN!!!!!" Harry wailed into Berke and his body thrashed violently with and against gravity, up and down to meet Berke's hand. Berke was sure it was a scream of pleasure, since he felt a warm gush of wetness completely coating his stomach, creating a sticky hot mess between their two bodies. Harry had shot eight massive loads of cum. Immediately, the pungent smell of teenage sperm permeated the room. Harry's entire body went limp against Berke's, which actually allowed Berke to force inside Harry yet another finger, stretching the exhausted boy wider. Both man and boy covered in sweat and Harry's cum, which is thick and creamy, and a huge, huge load. Berke was impressed. Harry was delirious at this point. The last thing he remembered was the painful insertion of Berke's middle finger. Everything that happened after seemed to have been an out of body experience. Lowering the spent kid to the ground, on his back, Berke stood back and took a few "after" photos. Harry didn't care at that point. He was just trying to catch his breath and adjust to the emptiness he now felt inside his stretched out hole. Instinctively, Harry raised his knees and planted each foot on the ground, spreading wide and feeling his cum trickle down his cock, his stomach, his balls and dribble onto his hole. his body shook occasionally, still subsiding from his intense orgasm. His cock finally soft and glistening with cum. "Open your mouth slut," Berke commanded. Harry can't even process anymore as he obediently opened wide. His eyes have been closed this whole time. "UGHNNNNN!! YAH BOYYYY!" Berke grunted like a bear. Harry felt a hot stream gush into his mouth, powerful and full, hitting the back of his throat. "UGHNNNN!" Harry felt another shot of cum hit his lips. It was salty. Another oh his nose. It smelled like dirty gym socks. Another on his cherubic cheeks, his forehead, his eyelids. His lips again. His tongue. Yes, definitely tastes like gym socks. Or a dirty jock. "(UGHNNN!)" Harry winced as Berke shoved his ejaculating cock into his mouth. "Suck." Harry obliged, taking the tip of Berke's enormous, still-hard member and wrapping his boy lips around it, sucking the remnants of cum out of Berke's cock. His own cock twitched from this foreign sensation. "(UGHNNNN!)" Harry gagged as Berke shoved his cock deeper, now picking up the pace as he face fucked Harry. "(UGHNN! UGHNNN! UGHNNNNNN!" Harry responded with every thrust. Berke noticed Harry was hard again. This pleased Berke immensely. Pulling out of Harry's, warm wet mouth, Berke took a picture of Harry's facial aftermath. Harry was quite a sight to behold at this point, covered from head to crotch with cum. Sticky all over. Harry panted and gasped for air, still unable to open his eyes, now due to the cum. "Are we done now??" Harry whispered, breathing heavily. "Shut the fuck up." Berke flipped Harry over on his knees and shoved Harry's face down with his stinky foot, rubbing his cum into Harry's face and hair with his size 14 foot. Berke mounted behind Harry and forced his 9-inch cock inside the boy. Harry felt great around his fingers, but this shit was for real. The boy was smooth and wet, and tight. Hot. Really tight. Even after nearly getting fisted by a big dude. "OWWWW! UGHNNNN! FUCK!!!!!!! UGHNNNNN! UGHNNN! UGHN! UGHN! GAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Harry screamed into the carpet as he helpless got fucked for the first time. The first insertion was slow, in one thrust Berke managed to push past the boy's sphincter muscle and lodge his insanely hard cock all the way. However, Berke did not take such time after that. Immediately once he found his cock all the way inside, Berke withdrew quickly, all the way to the tip of his cock, and slammed in. Harry gritted his teeth and winced, suffocating a squeal. On the third ramming, Harry couldn't hold it any more and moaned loudly in pleasure. "UGHNNNNNNNNNNN!!! OH FUCK!!!!" Repeat. Harder. Faster. Deeper. Rougher. Berke grabbed Harry's tied wrists and pulled the boy back as he tried to scurry away. Immediate was the ball slapping noise, the sloppy, greasy, lube-y sound of saliva on cock, saliva on hole, cum on cock, cum on hole, and every combination there after of in and out and in and out. "UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN! UGHNN!" Harry squealed, screamed, panted, and became a slut bitch bottom. His cock was fully hard again. He felt Berke wrap his burly arms around his shoulders, pulling him back and up to meet every fuck. Berke tasted his own cum on Harry's soiled face, biting Harry's tender skin and muscles, licking his sensitive neck and ears, making hot rough love to his new boy toy. Every deep thrust pushed Harry forward by a foot or so. Eventually the copulating, sweaty couple, during their animalistic fuck, found their away across the floor to the couch. Berke pushed Harry onto the couch and flipped him over on his back, untying his wrists in the process. With a loud plop Berke's cock popped out of Harry during this process. "mmmmmmmm!" Harry felt empty and moaned in complaint. Berke leaned in and began tasting Harry's tongue, his mouth, his lips, savoring the taste of his own cum and the boy's own scent. He reinserted into Harry again. By this point Harry's ass was so raw and wet and loose it gripped right onto Berke's cock. Harry felt a tight pinch on his nipples, followed by Berke's tongue and teeth. Harry was in bloody heaven. Finding the raw never endings of sensitive nipples, Berke went to town with them, biting hard, chewing, twisting the other, spitting on them, kissing them. Harry came nearly instantly. Four large gobs of cum shot out of his red and worn cock. "UGHN!!!!!!!!!!" UGHN!! OH GOD YES!! OH FUCK BITE MY NIPPLES OH GOD FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME BITE IT YAHHHHH!" Berke felt the boy orgasm building beneath him and shoved his cock deep inside Harry. Clear stream of cum trickled out of Harry's cock as Berke began fucking him missionary, causing Harry in response, arching his back up and curling his toes. Oh, Harry also whined and moaned and squealed like a little slut girl. Berke held Harry's wrists down and began frenching the boy. Making love to him like he fucks his sluts. Harry wrapped his legs around Berke and dug his heels into Berke's large hairy ass. Harry was insatiable at this point, grinding his ass down to get Berke deeper into himself. Berke slammed his entired body into Harry. Finally. Berke shot his load deep inside Harry. Within seconds, Berke was up, took more lasting images of Harry, grabbed his clothes, the video camera, and was out the door, leaving the cum soaked - in-and-out - boy passed out on the couch.