Bijuu Mike x Reader (Gay)

The Hotel Room

It was a cold Sunday afternoon. I had already started my day as I normally; do preparing breakfast and a warm shower. I always watch some sort of porn before I get ready. Though the usual videos I had found weren't doing me any favors. I was getting tired of trying to find the right video to complete to when I came across a youtuber named Bijuu Mike. He's a gaming youtuber, mostly recognized by his otaku themed videos and his green bright hair. Something inside me started turning. I was slowly becoming obsessed with the man I was watching. His stature was quite thin, though his subtle flexes showed off his triceps. I've never been so infatuated with someone. Something about his lanky and yes slightly muscular appearance mixed with his subtle humor about his arms and when he would flex while wearing his anime tank tops was getting me sweating. I quickly began to jerk off to one of his videos. I especially found him in tank tops to help make me even harder. I wanted him now. I could only imagine what i would do if i had the opportunity to see him. What i would love to do in a private room with him. I came as soon as I started. Never had i blown a load as big and thick as the one I did watching Bijuu Mike. I knew this wouldn't be the last time I would do this.

I went on a search for his social media's and made sure to follow them all. I wish he would start an Only Fans. I can only imagine the size of his cock. I can only imagine how it would feel fully erect inside my tight hole. The thought made me hard again. If only I had the ability to get closer with him. The thought never left my mind. I went back into the bathroom for another jerk off session when I noticed that he had his own merch store. I checked out the site and came across a bright green t-shirt with the face of his mascot character on it. I bought it right away. I wanted to use it whenever I wanted to jerk off to Bijuu Mike and wear it imagine it was his.

A week or so pass and the shirt finally arrives. I almost couldn't resist the temptation to bust instantly. Thinking about wearing Mike's shirt (I am referring to him as Mike from now on) while pleasing myself, made the act alone pointless as I could cum right then and there. I go to the bathroom and strip to only the t-shirt. I stare at myself in it in the mirror than begin to feel myself. Rubbing my cock and nipples through the shirt. I stopped to go and find another video from Mike's channel to help me blow a load. It wouldn't be long before I found it and began to jerk off. He wore my favorite shirt of his, a naruto tank top. He jokingly flexed, though if only he knew how much that made me harder. Within minutes a fat load landed right on the t-shirt. I could obviously wash it and wear it in public, but anytime i saw it I continued to think about my Mike. I couldn't possibly use it for any other reason. So i decided to use it as my cum rag. I only wore it when masturbating to Mike. What I would do if I could be alone in a room with him.

It would turn out I would have this opportunity. One day, Mike announced he would be going to a convention in June. Perfect opportunity for me as I would be finished with school and had plenty of free time to travel. I paid for tickets to the convention Mike would be attending and paid for a couple nights at a nearby hotel. As random as that sounds, I made sure to do my research and I found the exact hotel Mike would be staying in. Unfortunately I didn't know exactly what room he was in, though this wouldn't be the hardest challenge. I grabbed my backpack containing items I wished to use with Mike. My cum rag, a 6' dildo which I believed to be the right size of Mikes cock, lube, and hand cuffs. I began searching each hallway of the hotel I was at. Lucky for me, I knew when Mike would be hosting his meet up so I only needed to find the right hallway before he left. I waited like hawk stalking it's prey, slowly but surely I would be able to jump in with my claws and finish the job. Bingo.

With much luck, I finally found him. He was leaving Room 602 and I made a quick note of that. I tried my best to see if I could work my way into his room, and without much effort- I was in. I felt blood rush to my penis. The idea that I was about to enter the same room as Mike filled me with glee and lust. My first point was to survey the room, I checked all the items and where they were placed. I saw his suitcases laying out opened with his belongings about the room. Without missing it I saw it, his naruto tank top. I jumped over and grabbed it, sniffing it as though it was my only option to live. I quickly stuffed it into my backpack, and began my plan.

Hours pass and cum was everywhere. I had found Mike's underwear and there wasn't a single pair I had worn and came into. My fat loads were all over his tank tops, i wore them around with pride in the room as i felt my cum touch my body. Then , I heard a noise. There he was, my Mike. He opened the door startled, I'm sure I would have the same reaction if I saw all my belongings spread about, covered with cum and thrown around the room like trash. I hid in the shower.

"What the fuck happened to my clothes??" asked Mike. I got out of the shower and looked through the cracks. I saw him picking up his clothes.

"What the fuck is on my clothing?" He touched my sperm. The thought of him touching my sperm made me so horny. I tried to cover my bulge only to accidentally make a cracking noise in the bathroom door. I panicked and covered my mouth.

"Who's there?" Mike turned and started walking towards the bathroom door. I quickly grabbed my rag which i poured liquid that would make him unconscious and held it tight. He opened the door to see me standing there, naked except for my cum rag on, fully erect, holding a rag in my hands. He was startled.

"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my room? Did you do this?" he asked furiously. I quickly jumped towards him and covered his mouth with the rag. He tried fighting me off but I quickly wrapped myself around his body. He fell to the ground and I got up. Mike was unconscious on the floor. His body sprawled out almost made me bust. I could do anything I wanted to him now. I picked him up, took off his clothes and handcuffed his hands onto the bed. My Mike. Sprawled onto the bed, unconscious. His cock laid there tempting me to suck and ride and abuse it. I waited however, for I wanted my Mike to be awake for what I had planned for us to do that night.

I began to clean up my mess, putting his clothes I used as cum rags in my backpack. and waiting patiently for him to awake. It only took about 20 minutes for him to start budging.

"What the hell is happening?" Mike struggled to move his hands but they were tightly held onto the bed. I saw his sweaty pits and got hard again. "Who the fuck are you why are you doing this" Mike asked.

"I am your biggest fan Mike. I love you, you made me feel things nobody has ever made me feel before. I want to do so much with you. The thought of you pleasuring me is filling me with excitement." I told him.

I grabbed my dildo from my bag and showed him, "I want to see if this is the right size of your dick when it's hard." I went towards him but he jumped back, of course still being restrained there was very little he could do. I began to stroke his cock. I was a bit disappointed when his pubes weren't dyed green like his hair though I somewhat expected that.

"Mike I want to be your one and only. I want you to fill me with your fat dick and blow your load inside me." I said as I began to lick the head of his dick, he was slowly getting hard and i could tell he began getting aroused at his situation. I started sucking his dick slowly, licking it up and down with my tongue and quickly going in letting it choke my throat.