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Flash Harry's Summer Project
It all started one summer holiday, and now I am an online celebrity. I have learned to navigate the world of social media and tap into the desires of desperate people around the globe. I have learned quickly how to use different platforms to direct people to my pay fan site and I spend a fair bit of time creating short compelling teasers. Playing with puns and surreptitiously with my dick, I know now which camera angles work best and usually position the camera to get my legs going up to my face, I wear tight shorts which show off my bulge - but never too obvious.
The questions followers want answers to are basic: "When did you get into porn?" Why do you do it?", "How does your family feel about it?" It's a bit like a gossip column of sorts. The trick I have learned is to watch the comments and see what triggers the most interest. I needn't tell you that I am young and a hell of a good-looking guy. I am fair skinned, not too buffed, and have compelling blue eyes. My light brown hair is always neatly cut, and my wide smile is disarming. I am the next-door guy you have been dying to see naked for years.
I got into this game because of my monster dick. It's uncut, has good girth, and is around 8 inches, and I love showing it off. That's what I tell people anyway. The truth is that it is a way to make an income and to fund my studies in philosophy. Just so that you know, you don't make money instantly on these fan sites, I have had to build a following over time. I originally started as a porn actor in a small outfit. I got some experience, built a bit of a profile, and then decided to move on. I was involved in scenes like this:
" `Oh yes,' Will moans as my crotch meets his backside, all 7" inches of me buried inside him. The feeling is incredible. He is so tight, and my dick is being squeezed on all sides and his insides are hot. I begin a slow thrusting motion, the lube making it easy to glide in and out. Will's head falls back, and his mouth is open, enjoying the pleasure. Every time I thrust; he lets out a moan.
This is better than your finger Harry,' Will moans as we find a rhythm. He shifts his arse trying to get even more of me inside him. I start fucking him faster, my dick meeting his cheeks. Fuck me hard,' he grunts. Not wanting to be heard by our teacher or classmates in the classroom scene, I cover his mouth as I shoot my load."
I starred in a few of these kinds of videos, before I stepped out on my own, setting out to create my content under my terms. I would set the agenda and decide how to film it and how to market it.
Creating content for my fans page has been fun. Last week I posted about having sex with different kinds of fruits and vegetables. I made a teaser that took fans to a video of me with my erect dick having sex with watermelon and other homemade sex toy fruits. I also tried the legendary peach in the video. The fans love it, and I got a lot of feedback
I enjoyed making the content, even though it's relentless. A recent episode was called Red Hot Summer. I got a red-haired friend involved with me, and we set the scene up in a hotel room. Picture this: James is lying on the bed just wearing boxers. He is tired but he plays along. His nipples are nicely rounded, with fine red hairs around them. Tufts of red hair peeking out from each underarm. He smiles and raises his arms over his head exposing both armpits. He has a reddish-black trail that starts at his belly button and runs down to thick dark red pubes. His dick is vertical and stands parallel to his body, rock hard. It must be at least 3 inches around and 7 inches long. His foreskin is completely retracted, and he has a very nice, rounded helmet. My dick is rock hard too. I'm wearing a white T-shirt, and my dick bounces around as I suck his nipple. I make sure that this happens in camera view.
I move my mouth to his dick and lick off some pre-cum that had been oozing out of his slit, and I savour it before swallowing. I am very randy even though this is just a setup, but James is hot. I lick his lips, his tongue, his teeth, and his mouth, and then pull out and lick his lips again. I lick down to his right nipple. My left hand is in his armpits, and I play with his underarm hair lightly stroking the skin of his inner arm. James moves his hand and plays with his left nipple as I continue to suck on the right nipple.
I take his dick into my mouth and suck him. His red pubes made for a good video. I take his entire shaft into my mouth and James groans. I make sure that my bubble arse cheeks are in the frame. It isn't long before James is shooting ropes of cum, some lands in my face.
I stand next to James while he swallows my huge dick into his mouth. He plays with my loose foreskin and toys with my glans. The camera zooms in, and it doesn't take long before I ejaculate on his face. I adjust the camera and focus on us lying alongside each other talking about what had happened - the kind of debriefing fans love. When I look at the analytics, I see that Red Hot Summer has done very well. The comments are all very positive and everyone loved James. But James tells me it was a once-off thing, and adds that he'd gladly blow me again, but not in front of the camera. A lot of fans ask for more James and others want me to fuck him.
My next episode is set in a school bathroom. I'm a schoolboy wearing grey shorts and a white school shirt. In the scene, I close the toilet door and pull down my grey shorts and underwear. I grab my already hard shaft and start to wank, my eyes closed thinking of someone. It takes a while before I feel my balls contract and shoot strings of cum into the toilet bowl and onto the toilet wall. I stop and wipe my dick off using toilet paper and taste a little of my cum. I pull my shorts up and say: "Now I'm ready for Maths."
In my Tube discussion, I speak about masturbation and the thinking around post-nut clarity. I also talk about sexual tension and relaxation and raise issues around teen masturbation. This simple little video garnered hundreds of views soon after I uploaded it. Younger fans bombard me with questions, and I feel a bit like a sex therapist when I answer them.
The latest summer video involves me massaging Tim on his bed after him being sunburned. In the scene, I have a towel around my waist, and he lies face down on the bed. The afternoon sun is streaming through the window providing beautiful light for the shot.
I asked Tim if I could massage him using the after-sun cream. I start with his feet. I suck his toes before I apply the cream, and I slowly work my way from his calf muscles to his thighs then I explore his butt area and run my tongue in his butt crack. I squeeze his buttocks, and he groans as I move up to concentrate on his lower back. I spend time massaging his back and shoulders and releasing the built-up tension.
My dick is hard, and the towel falls off. It stands parallel to my stomach, and I needn't tell you that I am very aroused. When Tim rolls over, he is hard too and I wipe the remaining cream on a towel and then go down to work on Tim's dick, first wanking him gently and then taking his dick into my mouth. I lick his mushroom head and then get my mouth over it. Just then Tim says he is coming, and my mouth is filled with his cum. I move closer to him, very aroused and he sucks me off.
I post two videos a week and generate more interest by making TikTok posts and new YouTube posts. I get hundreds of emails and messages and respond as best I can, but I struggle to keep up and I am considering getting someone to manage this.
One fan stands out, a quiet and reserved guy, who began sending Flash Harry cryptic messages and poems, professing his undying love. His words are laced with a possessiveness that is worrying. I begin to realise that my heartthrob status is great, but there's a dark side too. At first, I was thrilled to connect with my enthusiastic fan base. Their support and admiration are important. But soon, I notice a disturbing trend. A group of fans, mostly young men, start to show up at every public event, waiting outside my apartment building.
One fan, Allen, stands out. Allen, a quiet and reserved guy begins sending cryptic messages and poems, professing his undying love. His words were laced with a possessiveness that unnerves me. The stalker's admiration morphs into an unsettling obsession. He follows me everywhere, showering me with gifts and declarations of love. I feel suffocated, my personal space invaded.
As the stalking escalates, I feel like I'm constantly watched, and I can't shake off the feeling of being watched. I start to doubt my sanity and wonder if I am overreacting. One night, I see him in the lobby, and his eyes betray a deep fixation. I know I need to set boundaries and call the police. I learn an important lesson about discretion and know that I must prioritise safety and security.
I emerge stronger, my voice amplified by the experience. This fan platform is full of ambiguity. I begin to understand the dangers of toxic fandom and the importance of respecting boundaries. Though the spotlight shines bright, I must ensure my light is not diminished by the shadow of obsession.