Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2016 17:55:44 +0000 From: Tyson Tears Subject: My YouTuber Crush My YouTuber Crush By Tyson Tears The characters and events in this story are purely fictional and it/nor I do not imply that any celebrities mentioned partake in homosexual activities. This is nothing more than a work of fiction. (Gay/Anal/Oral/Rimming/Feet involving the YouTuber Wroetoshaw (Harry or WS2) Hi, my name is Carl, I'm a 24 year old gay guy. I like most people enjoy watching YouTube videos, A few years ago I was browsing and stumbled across a good looking guy's YouTube channel. His username was W2S which I later found out was short for Wroetoshaw (Which is strange because his real name is Harry). He was an oddly beautiful young man, a large nose, dopey bright blue eyes, a cute smile with full lips and messy dirty brown hair. Not my normal type but he caught my eye. He was very excitable on his videos, screaming about footballer, getting angry and throwing stuff across the room, but also he was funny and energetic, I subscribed to him and slowly over time I became a little infatuated with him. I was an avid gamer myself and loved playing Fifa so I did enjoy his videos, but there was something about him I found so captivating. 3 months ago I went to a huge gaming event in London, it was a huge convention with people of all ages there. I was with a few friends just casually wandering around the building. Now Harry belonged to a group of YouTuber's called `The Sidemen', 7 boys who all uploaded videos to YouTube of them playing games, having a laugh and just being silly really. As I was looking around one of the event halls, a sign caught my eye `Meet the Sidemen', I tugged on my friends arm and said I was gonna go and see what it was about. I went into a crowded room and looked around. There was a long line of people stood waiting, I looked ahead of the cue and saw a table with 7 men sat down, and that's when I felt a lump form in the back of my throat and my heart began to beat faster, there he was, the cute hottie, Wroetoshaw, sat talking to a younger fan and signing a football shirt for the boy. I stood in the queue and waited. It seemed like an eternity had pasted and my mind had gone blank, I came to the sudden realisation that I was next to meet the sidemen, and I had no clue what to say, I took out a shirt I had bought at one of the stalls. My heart was in my throat as I glanced at the table with these internet celebrities. As I looked at Harry time seemed to stop. There he was, the man who fuelled so many of my fantasies as I wanked at night. I had no clue what I was going to do when I got to him. I was lost in those piercing blue eyes staring at me. "NEXT!" a rather burly bald man shouted at me. Time wasn't standing still at all, and as I came to my senses I realised that I had hadn't moved for 20 seconds and all 7 boys had been waiting for me. I turned and looked at all of the young men and said "I am so sorry, I'm actually only a fan of Wroetoshaw." The 6 other boys all made silly laddish comments and I laughed along with them before walking over too Harry, he hadn't taken his eyes off me since I stared at him. The rest of the room was filled with voices talking over each other so the conversations people had with the boys at the front where personal. "You sure you're just a fan? Never had a male follower of mine check me out the way you did." Harry said in a really friendly and slightly sarcastic tone. I felt myself blush but I laughed at him. "Well, it is your fault, if you weren't so good looking I wouldn't have made such a prat out of myself." I spoke with a cheeky smile on my face as I looked at the sexy 20 year old in front of me. He laughed back at me and his cheeks turned from the normally lily white to a rosy pink before he cleared his throat. "And who should I make out wi- I mean who should I make this out too?" He stumbled as I passed him my shirt, I giggled again, the whole ordeal must have looked so ridiculous to any on lookers, but thankfully it was too loud for anyone to hear us. "Carl." I said. We hadn't taken our eyes away from each other throughout the entire exchange until Harry reached for a paper and took his pen in hand, he signed his signature on my shirt and then quickly jotted down a number on a piece of paper, he shook my hand with the paper in his palm and handed me the shirt. "Thank you Carl, it has been a pleasure." He said, winking as the paper was exchanged between our hands. "Your welcome cutie." I whispered before walking away, I made sure to tense my bum as I walked away to give him something to look at. In all honesty though my legs had turned to jelly and I was only able to walk through sheer will power. I got out of the room and opened the paper, surely enough there was a phone number with a kiss at the end. I was so giddy yet at the same time I was shaking like a leaf, I had never been so abrupt before with my flirting. I found my friends and decided to keep my new phone book addition private. I got home at 8pm, went to my room, got my phone, dialled the number on the piece of paper, as it began to call I began to shake. After 4 rings I wanted to hang up but a voice answered, saying `hello' but in that manner everyone answers an unknown number, it was more a question than a greeting. "Hey...it's Carl from earlier." "Hi Carl, I've been waiting for this call." 3 Months later: I sat on a train going into the city centre with my headphones in watching a video of Wroetoshaw doing a silly challenge in a pair of red boxers, his bulge clearly showing which made me chuckle. I then received a text. `Hey honey, I've uploaded a video, would you mind watching it and tell me what you think?' I had the biggest grin on my face as I replied that I really liked it. Since the meeting at the convention Harry and I spoke frequently, and in the 3 months we have been on 6 physical dates and text every day. We have skyped once a week since as well. But I am old fashioned and like to wait a while before I get really intimate with a man, and Harry has only just come to terms with his sexuality and hasn't actually done anything with another man. But in the last few day we both agreed that we wanted to get serious and intimate with each other. He had no idea I was on the train to see him in his flat. He was just having an evening of chill out time for himself, and I had planned to surprise him. I text him saying I was working late but my shift was dead so I could continue texting him. Eventually I reached his flat, went up too his floor and knocked on his door, the nerves I got when I first met him had died down but I was a bit shaky. The door opened and there he stood. Those gorgeous blue eyes staring at me as a goofy grin appeared on Harry's face. "I thou- but...you're meant to be at work?" He stuttered, he started blushing as he was wearing nothing but the red boxers from his video he uploaded. "I lied." I said as I checked out his lightly toned body. I pushed him in and closed the door. As soon as the door shut Harry wrapped his arms around me and we embraced in a passionate, slightly clumsy kiss. Harry pulled out, his arms still around my waist, he looked me right in the eye and just whispered. "You are amazing." "I know, and you're not too bad yourself." I chucked. Harry smirked as I put a bag of food down in the kitchen, before I could do anything else I felt soft long fingers grab my hand and pull me. I walked hand in hand with a quiet Harry as he pushed his bedroom door open, I closed it with my foot behind me. "Carl...I have been thinking all day about you and me, and I can honestly say I am ready." He spoke nervously. I wrapped my hands around his back, rubbing my palms slowly over his naked torso and back before pulling him closer and we kissed again, this time it was slower and more loving. I loved the taste of his lips and the feel of his tongue as it rolled against mine. I pulled away and took off my shirt, as I pulled it over my head I felt a pair of hands scrambled to loosen my belt and pull my trousers down. I looked down and sure enough Harry was squatting down and rushing to get my trousers off. He loosened my belt enough that they easily fell to the floor. Harry stopped and looked at the large outline in my white boxers. I watched as his hands reached for the rim of my white boxer shorts, his entire body was shaking. "Harry stop." I said softly as I grabbed his wrists. He looked up at me with a look of innocence and worry. "You're not ready for this are you?" I spoke again as he lifted himself up. "I...I...I don't know, I have been thinking about this all day, I wanked over the idea of grabbing your cock and jacking you off, the thought of sucking on your hot dick and you spurting cum all over my face. But now that it's real...it's really scary." There was a tone of worry in his voice, I could he didn't want me thinking he was nothing but a tease. He could hardly look at me. "Listen here mister. If you're not ready then I will not rush you." I spoke softly. He looked up at me, his eyes glistening with tears but he was smiling. "There was one thing that I really do want to do." Harry whispered quietly that I actually leaned in a little. I raised an eye brow. "When I was wanking this morning...I put a finger up my arse...I...I want to be fucked." He quietly continued. I grinned. "You do realise that it will hurt." I replied. "I know...but I want it too, I want you to fuck me hard." "Tell you what, if you're not ready to suck my cock. How about I do all the giving?" I cheekily smiled. Harry's face lit up, and I noticed the bulge in his tight red boxers was significantly bigger as well. I ran my hand up his from his outer thigh round to his cute, plump arse and gave it really good squeeze as my other hand ran down his body, past his waist and gave his bulge a good squeeze. Harry let out a gasp as my hands began groping his more personal body parts. He pulled away and laid on the bed, getting relaxed. I crawled onto the bed and sat between his legs before lowering my face to the bulge. I softly kissed it for a little while, lightly wrapping my lips around the covered shaft. Harry lifted his legs in the air and pulled his boxers off, I got a lovely view of his pert arse cheeks, I wanted to just dive right in and ravage his shit hole then and there but before I knew it, I was greeted by his long 7 inch cock. I decided to settle for that, I lowered my head and kissed the tip of his foreskin covered cock, slowly wrapping my lips around his head and lowering my mouth down, my hand gripped his shaft and pulled gently so a my head lowered and my tongue explored his long thick shaft, his purple head was slowly being exposed as my hand pulled his foreskin backwards. Harry gasped again as he put his hand on the back of my head, soon I reached the base of his cock and was deep throating him. Harry began to thrust into my mouth, moaning gently as he did, his cock head touched the back of my throat and I gagged a little but was also loving the feeling of a cock fucking my mouth. After a little while of this I pulled up, Harry looked at me with a loving smile on his face. I motioned for him lay on his belly and that loving expression turned to worry, I had an evil grin as he slowly turned over. I looked down at the two perfect mounds that where Harry's arse cheeks. Without a second though I lowered my face again, squeezing both cheeks and parting them, exposing his smooth pink shit hole. It looked so tight, my cock was pulsing, yearning to fuck the delicious hole. But I wanted to taste it first, and gently kissed his exposed hole. I kept kissing, for a while, my tongue inching out little by little, grazing his arse ring. Exploring more and more with each little lick, until eventually I was tonguing Harry's hole, trying desperately to invade his tight musky ass. Harry moaned a little again, this time sighing, and as he did his body relaxed, allowing my probing tongue to slip in his side his bum hole. My tongue danced fervently as Harry groaned, his moans and groans only fuelled my lust, my cock was leaking precum in my boxers. Harry reach too his bedside table with my tongue still exploring his fleshy hole. And he through something back to me. A tube of lube. I pulled out of his bum and opened the tube, squeezed a generous amount of the clear fluid onto my finger and massaged it into Harry's bum, lightly probing his virgin hole. After a while I began to push further in, fucking his hole with my finger. Harry's moans, groans and gasps because louder. "Yeah, that's it, this only a taste of what's to come." I said evilly as I inserted my middle finger as well. Harry yelped a little but his arse was able to take it. I stood up and pulled my boxers down, unveiling my 7.5 inch thick cock. I didn't know exactly how thick it was but I knew with a bit of pain and pillow biting, Harry could take it. Harry turned around onto his side and glanced at my cock, a twinge of fear appeared in his face, I grabbed his tight and turned him back onto his back. I grabbed a cushion from the floor and placed it under the virgin man's hips. "Wouldn't it be easier on my belly?" Harry asked. "I wanna see your face as I fuck you." I said dominantly. Which was not something I normally did. But I really wanted to fuck Harry raw, and he knew he wanted me too as well. So he laid there and breathed in and out slowly, relaxing as I grabbed the lube and lathered my cock. I grabbed Harry's ankles and lifted his feet, he rested them on my shoulders, his cold soles connecting with my bare skin sent a shiver through my body. I had mentioned it before to Harry that I did actually have a foot fetish, we didn't really speak about it other than he once said he wouldn't mind if I wanted to have some foot fun. And this looked like it could be the time. My cock on the other hand was now in line with his tight virgin shit hole. I lightly pressed my head against his arse and Harry breathed out. I gripped his hips and pulled him slowly onto my cock, while always thrusting my dick into his arsehole. My dick began parting his anal lining. The feeling of my cock head being engulfed by the warm hole made me moan. As I fed more of my cock to his hole, Harry began to whimper and moan himself. About halfway down Harry wailed in a pain, I stopped moving and gave him time to relax and adjust. The look on his face was enough to send me over the edge, his eyes tight shut, breathing heavily, head rolled back and arms gripping the bed for dear life. After a little while he seemed ready for more. So I pushed in, he let out a loud groan as my dick disappeared into his hole. "It's all the way in, you're taking it like a champ." I whispered. "Please, fuck me..." He begged, I think my boyfriend was a bit of a submissive. I was more than happy to, I withdrew my cock so just my head was in him and then shoved it all the way back in. Harry screamed out. I did it again, quicker this time. Harry screamed again, louder this time. "You like that?" I said as I did it again. "Uhuuuh" Was all my new-found bitch boy could reply as I thrusted in and out of him. His screams turned to moans as his arse began to accommodate the invading fuck tool. I eased up a little and grabbed one of Harry's ankles, I lift his left foot from my shoulder and stared directly at the soft large sole and cute short toes in my face. My tongue danced softly on his heel as I fucked him. I rolled my tongue up his sole, exploring every inch of his foot, sniffing and inhaling his slightly sweaty foot until I got too his toes, I sucked his big toe and my tongue danced between each toe, my spit running down his soles and staying between his toes. I knew I wasn't going to last long now, Harry was wanking his own cock, I put his foot over my shoulder and really began slamming his hole. He moaned so loudly I was a little worried about the neighbours, but then like most things tonight I thought to myself `fuck it.' I began to pant and grunt as my balls spalled against his bum. "I'm- gonna- cum." Harry panted before grunting, I watched on as he rolled his head back, and from his purple cock head, rope after rope of thick spunk landed on his pillow, face, chest and belly. With each eruption of cum his arsehole clamped down on my cock. I groaned and grunted as I began to explode, my cum painting Harry's insides white. We both began to pant, sweat was rolling off both of us. I pulled my cock out and Harry let out a sigh as my cum dribbled out of his hole. We looked at each other as I laid over him and we kissed. Wrapping together in a warm embrace. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it, if you have any feedback or comments at all then please email me at: tysontears@outlook.com Also please if possible, to help keep such a wonderful site running, donate some spare cash to nifty. Thanks for reading! Tyson.