Date: Tue, 23 Nov 2010 19:04:54 -0500
From: jasper adams <proseinourdreams@googlemail.com>
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.***

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...

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.