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The hot water washed over Harry's lightly sunburnt skin, the pain of a thousand tiny needles pricking at his skin was the focal point of his thoughts for the first few moments of his shower.
A knot formed in his stomach, remembering why he was in the shower, he always got apprehensive prepping for sex. The few tokes of the joint he had hit before he jumped in the shower had eased his nerves only slightly.
His cock began to throb as he rinsed his body. Running the sponge over his smooth shoulders, rolling his head back and letting the hot water rinse his face, spending a little extra time toying with his arsehole. Working himself into the desired mood, while also making sure he was as relaxed as possible.
Rinsing his hair and shaking, he tried not to pay too much attention to washing his feet, he knew Tyson preferred them to be a little...sweaty. He did contemplate getting into his trainers after the shower. Finishing up he turned the water off and breathed a slow breath in and out before grabbing a towel and wrapping it loosely around his waist.
The sound of the old oak bedroom door creaking open made Harry pause.
Making himself known, Tyson had closed the oak wood door with a louder than necessary thud.
Harry emerged from behind the shower curtain with a towel wrapped around his beautiful body, covered with water droplets. His crow's nest he called hair was all over the place, matted and wet. A light haze of steam filled the humid room.
Tyson was in front of him in an instant, tracing his finger along Harry's v shaped muscles on his abdomen, noting the contrast of skin tones from where the young man's swimsuit usually rested compared to his exposed, sun-kissed pink skin, the contrast made his already beautiful body even sexier. Lilywhite on his hips down to the top of his knees, and then a slightly pinkish everywhere else.
He studied every cell of Harry's torso, his smooth, pink nipples, his slightly beefy stomach and muscular yet soft pecs. The light dashing of chest hair. His damp lightly matted snail trail. Tyson took it all before looking up at the blue eyes of the gorgeous man who was staring apprehensively directly back at him with a nervous excitement.
Tyson leaned in and kissed Harry's nape, tasting the remnants of sea salt on his water washed skin. Harry could feel the tentative licks of Tyson's tongue lapping against his warm, damp flesh, the older man's hands clasped Harry's towel covered bum cheeks as he moved his head up, kissing Harry's ear lobe, then his cheek, the tip of his nose and then his lips. Harry fell limp into Tyson, the expert affectionate touches working perfectly. His own damp hands reached around and embraced Tyson as their lips collided, his big nose pressed into Tyson's cheek, inhaling deeply, the smell of the sea breeze mixed with sunscreen. It provided a gentle reminder of the day they had shared at the beach. Harry felt Tyson's lips forcing themselves against his with vigour. Three days Tyson had gone without a sexual release and Harry could tell. He had caught Tyson staring at him throughout the day. When he bent down in the sand, he felt Tyson's eyes on his bum, or when he stretched, there was a lustful gaze admiring his body. Even while sunbathing, he noticed Tyson gazing at the soles of his feet. And now he was beginning to feel that mounting lust, welcoming it with open arms. With a heavy breath he spoke "You're horny."
Tyson rested his forehead on Harry's, breathed out and just whispered. "It's your fault for being too damn sexy."
Harry felt a heat rise inside him. He was always awkward when someone complimented him, he knew his face had gone red. Tyson kissed his neck while embracing the YouTuber, who felt teeth bite down against his flesh. An involuntary a weak moan escaped Harry's lips making him blush, Tyson did not notice, he was busy sucking, nibbling, kissing, and licking Harry's neck and ear lobe. Tyson felt like a lion to Harry. He wasn't a physically imposing man but, in that moment, Harry was his prey, ready to be devoured by the hungry beast. Tyson squeezed and groped at Harry's covered bum and whispered in the slightest breath "I want to be inside you."
Harry trembled, it wasn't a nervous tremble. He could never be scared of Tyson, it wass his own lust that made him quiver.
The steamy, humid air and heat of the moment made it a little harder to breath, Tyson withdrew from Harry's body, holding him by the hand, lead the YouTuber to the bedroom. The evening sun set the garden outside ablaze, but it was over the other side of the house which gave the room a cooler blueish hue, only illuminated by the bedside lamp. Harry followed his boyfriend slowly into the bedroom, stopping at the foot of the bed. Tyson remained silent, his greyish blue eyes had a longing glint in them as he pulled at the towel. It hit the floor silently. Harry was naked, exposed and shaking from the cool breeze from open veranda door and the fact that Tyson, who is usually an inch shorter than he, suddenly seemed to tower above him. Tyson cupped Harry's face and kissed him again. Their lips moved across each other's as their wet tongues exchanged saliva. Harry felt Tyson's weight against him, pushing him to the bed. His legs buckled, he slumped onto the fresh white thin linen sheets.
Tyson began to rub at the mound in his own pants, watching Harry, who's own 6 inch cock began to fatten up. The foreskin not fully retracting over his head.
The younger man reached out and pulled down Tyson's shorts and boxers, unveiling his shaven 6.5-inch cock, seeing the slightly older man's erect cock made his arse hole shuddered at the thought of Tyson inside of it. He looked up at Tyson and edged closer to the pulsing cock, tentatively he took it into his mouth. Tyson relaxed and sighed as he felt those wet plump lips wrap around his cock head.
Harry glanced upwards with the cock head still in his mouth. Tyson had his eyes closed and his breathing was shallow while Harry's tongue circled the cockhead in his mouth and Tyson let out a faint "aah, mmmm" sound.
Harry withdrew the throbbing dick from his mouth and wiggled further up the bed.
The normally happy-go-lucky YouTuber watched as Tyson just stared him up and down. His eyes shifting from Harry's feet to his muscular legs, his throbbing cock and then his up his torso and lastly his face. Harry began to blush.
"Why do you look anxious?" Tyson asked, slowly rubbing his shaft.
"Ya just make me feel so...exposed, just exposed, yet I'm comfortable." There really was an innocent vulnerability in Harry's entire demeanour. His eyes travelled from Tyson to the veranda and then the bedroom floor. He sat awkwardly, attempt to show off his naked body, but also hide it as well.
"You really do know how to push all of my buttons." Tyson said as a finger traced the top of Harry's right foot, running it from the ankle up to his big toe.
"Whaddya mean?"
"This, I love it. The build up to sex, the awkwardness, trying to feel each other out. I love that you have this nervous apprehension about sex, and it's a delight to watch you sink into being comfortable each time." Tyson confessed. Harry laid down on the bed and looked out of the window. Trying to hide his face. "Don't be ashamed of it Harry."
"I've just always had this this erm..."
"Insecurity with if you're doing it right when it comes to sex?" Tyson bluntly answered. Harry didn't say anything, he just nodded in agreement.
"I feel the same way..." Tyson said as he planted himself down at the end of the bed. "Let's just relax and enjoy it."
"Mhmm" was all Harry could muster. He couldn't find any words to say that would let Tyson know he wanted this. Harry did the only thing he could think of, he moved his leg and let his bare foot slide down slowly closer to Tyson. The thirty-two-year-old hummed a laugh.
"God just look at that grubby trotter." He joked
Harry burst out laughing and, just as Tyson said, he began to sink into the comfort of the moment.
"You love my grubby trotters. You love em." Harry said as he scratched his chin.
"I do. I really do." He replied dreamily. Tyson stood up and Harry watched as he gently stroked his cock, Tyson's fingers felt cold as they wrapped around Harry's ankle.
Harry laid on his back and relaxed, toying with his own cock as Tyson rubbed his face on Harry's size 9.5 soft sole. He could feel Tyson's nose pressing against his foot, taking deep inhales through his nose.
Tyson started to wank his cock as he kissed Harry's smooth heel. And Harry in turn jolted when he felt Tyson's warm and moist tongue rolling from his heel all the way up his soft fleshly sole to his cute toes. Tyson looked directly at Harry, his boner was raging and Harry loved it. His feet drove the man wild. He flexed his toes and Tyson in turn took Harry's big toe into his mouth and sucked on it, his tongue licking and exploring every inch of the contents in his mouth. Harry let out an audible snigger. Feeling Tyson's tongue slip and slide between each toe to the next, tasting and sniffing as much of Harry's foot as he could.
"God, I fucking love your feet" He growled as he huffed at the foot in front of his face. Harry was jacking his own cock now, getting off on the attention Tyson was giving him.
Tyson rubbed his entire face over Harry's creamy sole, slowly inching his way down his heel, and then kissed the beautiful man's ankle, travelling upwards he kissed his leg, ascending with each kiss. Just before he reached Harold's inner thigh, he stood up fully. Using both hands he lurched forward and grabbed Harry's hips.
"Come here you fucking sexy man!" He shouted before pulling Harry right to the foot of bed. Still laying on his back, Harry let out a cute squeal as his dragged body creased up the bedsheets. Tyson leaned over him, and Harry propped himself up, looking directly into each other's eyes. Tyson's grey eyes pierced right through Harry's big oceans of crystal blue. They breathed softly in each other's faces. In unison the couple leaning into one another and kissed like their lives depended on it. The room filled with the sounds of lip-smacking and heavy breathing as the two naked men's hands explored each other's warm bodies. Stroking, rubbing, caressing, and groping any flesh they could handle.
"I want" Tyson panted between kisses. "To fuck you."
"Uhh huh...do it." Harry whispered, barely audible above the sounds of Tyson's lips and tongue connecting with his nape, chest and nipples.
Tyson's mouth travelled down Harry's body. Kissing, biting, and sucking, nipples, belly, cock and balls. Harry cooed and whimpered with each tantalising touch.
"Show me your hole." Tyson panted, Harry whimpered like a little slut as he turned onto his belly. Presenting his beautiful peachy, voluptuous arse to Tyson who wasted no time in shoving his face deep between Harry's crack. Harry moaned into the linen sheets as he felt Tyson's tongue circle his tight hole, darting and slurping at his most intimate entrance. Harry gripped the bedsheets and let out a sigh of joy as he relaxed, expertly arching his back, allowing Tyson's mouth and tongue more access to his hole, letting the lion devour him. Harry sighed and cooed meekly as he felt the tongue swirling around the inside of his tight yet relaxed ass muscles, being lathered in spit. Harry's eyes rolled into the back of his skull as Tyson pushed his face deeper still.
Tyson had convinced Harry into trying rimming and it because one of his favourite sexual turn ons, this worked out well for Tyson who enjoyed feasting on Harold's tight pink hole.
Tyson was in heaven, using his hands to part, grope and spank Harry's thick ass cheeks as he spat, licked and slurped at his lover's most private of body part with carnal ferocity, the groans and moans Harry was inadvertently letting out drove Tyson crazy, making him hornier still, his cock was throbbing, bouncing and twitching with every lap his tongue made on that relaxed, slightly puffy pink hole. It tasted warm, freshly washed but still had that manly musk to it. "Mmm fuck you taste so good." Tyson growled before tongue lashings of the orifice, his face still planted deeply between the lilywhite thick cheeks.
The Youtubers hole pulsed and twitched. Harry was ready for Tyson's cock. Withdrawing slowly from Harry's hole, Tyson looked at a string of saliva that descended from his bottom lip to Harry's hole. "Fuck look at your cock." Tyson said as he turned Harry over and slowly wanked the YouTubers cock with one hand while using his free hand to play with the younger man's freshly rimmed hole. Tracing around the outside of Harry's sphincter, teasing him.
"Uuuuh fuck, please..." Harry whimpered. "Finger my asshole."
Tyson didn't need telling twice. He slowly submerged his index finger deep into Harry, whose eyes widened, his mouth open and slack, he looked like the perfect little bottom slut. Tyson rubbed his finger against Harry's prostate, working his hole before slipping a second finger up the boy.
"Aaaaah fuck." Harry whimpered, ignoring that need to pee that came with having his prostate played with, flexing his toes as Tyson's fingers slid backwards and forwards up his arse. His cock was leaking precum all over his belly while Tyson wanked him off. Relaxing as best he could with Tyson's digits up his hole, he eased his grip on the bedsheets and opened his eyes. The Youtubers toes curled as Tyson became more vigorous in his finger fucking. Feeling Harry's ass lips tighten and widen around his fingers as he gently rubbed against the younger man's prostate with each insertion.
"Uuuuuuh mmmm fuuuuck." Harry moaned as his big toes clenched tight. "Tyson..." He almost panted. "Tyson...stop or I'll cum." Harry begged, blood travelled to his cheeks, sending his face an adorable shade of reddish pink.
Without saying a word Tyson pulled his fingers out of Harry's hole making the man groan, wincing slightly, feeling the burn in his ass.
Tyson got atop Harry and began to fervently kiss him while grinding his cock against the Youtuber's own engorged shaft. Harry relaxed and let Tyson kiss him as he tried to quell his budding release of cum.
Tyson nuzzled into Harry's nape, showering his skin with light pecks.
"You ready for my cock?" He whispered into the man's ear.
"Mmm fuck, yes yes yes." Harry whispered in return, taking a deep breath.
Grabbing a bottle of lube from the bedside table, Tyson got up from the bed and lathered his dick with the cool liquid before coating Harry's hole with it. A horny smirk emerged on Tyson's face as he watched Harold's stomach breathing in and out slowly, twitching at the initial feel of the cold gel smothering his anus.
Harry tried to keep his breathing steady, he wanted Tyson's cock, but he knew he had to be completely relaxed, he looked at Tyson who gently placed his hand on Harry's stomach.
"You okay?"
"Yeah...yeah I'm good...I'm sorry if I'm too tight." Harry whispered as the pair exchanged an endearing glance.
"I'll take it slow, I promise." Tyson replied, planting a kiss on Harry's forehead.
"Thank you." Harry whispered, a hint of timidness escaping in his response.
Standing at the end of the bed, Tyson grabbed both of Harry's ankles and lifted them over his shoulders, he leaned over Harry, whose legs bent, exposing his hole to Tyson's pulsing cock. Lightly kissing Harry's hairy leg to try and make this sweet boy feel more at ease, Tyson lined his cock up with Harry's hole, the feel of that warm and moist hole against the tip of his cock made Tyson want to throw caution to the wind and just plunge deep into Harry's hole and fucking him raw, the only thing stopping him was the affectionate expression on Harry's cheeky face.
"Good God you're too hot." Tyson muttered as he began to ease his cock into Harry, who in turn arched his belly upwards, resting his slightly sweaty feet on Tyson's chest, giving Tyson an easier time sliding his fuckstick up and into the heavy breathing youtuber.
Harry let out numerous unvoluntary whimpers softly into the open air as his hole was penetrated gently, while Tyson moaned, feeling the tightness and warmth of Harry's insides wrap around his precum and lube soaked cock.
"Fuuuuuuuuck" Harry groaned in ecstasy as Tyson's cock pressed against his prostate, his hole stretching to accommodate all of Tyson, the slight burning sensation had him biting his thick bottom lip as he rolled his head back.
"You're so fucking tight..." Tyson grunted as he slid the full length of his cock inside the YouTuber.
"You'll have to thank Freezy." Harry whispered through bated breath. Tyson, deeply rooted in Harry now, looked puzzled. "He told me about Kegel exercises...they keep your hole tight, I do them for you."
"Jeeesus Harold, just when I think you can't get any hotter, you go and tell me that." He held his cock in place, letting Harry's arse get used to the invading cock. While he let Harry's arse grow accustomed to his dick Tyson grabbed onto the boys left foot and held it to his face and inhaled that delectable scent that only Harry's feet had. Tyson's tongue began to dance along the smooth pink sole, tasting every inch of Harry's hot foot. Rolling his tongue all the way from Harry's creamy heel all the way up his smooth sole, and then his deliciously cute toes.
He withdrew his cock slowly out of the tight hole, and Harry in turn let out a low groan. Louis responded by feeding his dick back into the slowly loosening arsehole. All the while Harry's cock was bobbing and spilling forth precum, matting his snail trail and building up inside his belly button.
With his tongue between Harry's toes, Tyson withdrew himself again, this time leaving the tip of his cock inside. Breathing out slowly, Harry waited, feeling Tyson's warm tongue coat his toes and sole, he knew the man was driving himself into a lustful high, and it was Harry's hole that would pay the price. Without warning, Tyson shoved himself deep into Harry. The younger man moaned loudly as Tyson's hips clapped against Harry's arse cheeks, tears building up in his eyes at the pain of being fucked deeply.
"Mmmm fuck yeaaa" Tyson snarled through gritted teeth as he began pounding Harry with hard rampant thrusts. What followed from Harry were whimpers, moans, and groans of pain and pleasure as Tyson slammed in and out of him. The burning sensation from the pounding cock stretching open his hole made a tear fall from Harry's eye. But that feeling of his prostate being rubbed by Tyson's lust fuelled cock offset the pain with a feeling of ecstasy. With each thrust Tyson groaned louder, Harry responded in turn by whimpering meekly. The slapping of hips connecting with chunky arse cheeks accompanied the groaning and whimpering, filled the room with the sound of sex.
Harry's foot fell from Tyson's face, as Tyson lifted Harry's arse off the bed and began to fuck the younger man harder still. Harry's whines became louder as both boys began to sweat. The room suddenly felt like a sauna, heat from their intertwined bodies rose, along with their lust for one another.
"Oh fuck yes." Tyson roared as he submerged his cock deep into Harry's hole, breaching his second sphincter. Harry let out a scream, but not from pain, it was sheer, unadulterated pleasure. He wrapped his legs around Tyson's waist. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fffffuuuuuuck meeeee." He wailed in delight as Tyson's cock penetrated him deeply.
Sweat dripped from Tyson's face onto Harry's torso as he rampantly thrusted inside the handsome young man, whose eyes had rolled into the back of his head as he made those loud moans only Harry could make.
Tyson leaned down and bit hard on Harry's exposed neck, Harry wrapped his hands around Tyson's body, gasping and panting as sweat dripped off his face.
"Please- Don't- Stop-." Harry panted into Tyson's ear. Tyson responded by plugging Harry's cunt with his pulsing cock and groaning. Coming up from Harry's neck to breath, Tyson stared at the younger man. Leaning down slowly he kissed him on the lips. Harry's legs and arms wrapped around Tyson's body, holding him tightly. The cock inside Harry seemed to go deeper still as the boys coiled around one another.
The two men kissed again and again until Tyson propped himself up and whispered. "Harry...I'm close."
"Me too...you err...you gonna finish- in me?" Harry shuddered, his dopey eyes almost pleading.
"Is that what you want?" Tyson half smirked, knowing exactly what he wanted.
"...Yes..."
"Say it for me." Tyson said as he began to thrust in and out, using one hand to wank Harry's cock.
"cum- in-...me." Harry whispered.
"Louder, tell me what you want you cute fucker."
"I want you to cum...aaaah" Harry moaned as Tyson picked up the pace and began a violent assault on Harry's raw hole. "In...m-m-meee" He winced.
"Aah fuuuuuck." Tyson hissed through clenched teeth as he could feel that surge of passion, he was past the point of no return now. Harry had grabbed his own cock and was getting there as well.
"Uuuuuh fu-fuu-fuuck." Harry cried as cum began to shoot from his cock, splattering in thick ropes all over his chest. His arse lips gripped down, tightening on Tyson's cock like a vice.
"AAAAH FUUUUUUCK YESSSSS!!!" Tyson bellowed as his two day load erupted inside of Harold, he gripped Harry's shoulders and shoved himself into the YouTuber as deep as possible. Harry felt the warmth of Tyson's spunk exploding, painting his insides white with his seed. The couple moaned loudly in unison as they shot load after load. Harry's splashed up his chest and belly, while Tyson's was deep-rooted inside Harry.
Thirty seconds later and both boys were panting like crazy, short of breath, spent and sweaty. Tyson pulled his cock out of Harry and watched a small trickle of cum dribbled from his red raw and slightly agape hole. Tyson collapsed on top of Harry who was taking deep, heavy breaths. The cum on his chest was now on Tyson's chest as well. He could feel the cool air from the open veranda doors brushing against his sopping cum filled, used arse. His legs dropped and rested on the bed, and he quietly enjoyed the feeling of warm cum sitting inside him. The boys sighed in unison, smiles on both their faces as they drifted off to sleep.