I Fucked a Horny Twink, Then I Taught Him to Eat Ass (Part 3: Feasting)

This is the third and final part of this story.Read part one here, then part two here.I kissed him. I finally kissed the Twinkle-Twink, and he caved, he let go, all his strength left him, he was melting onto my bed as we made out, as his tongue danced with my tongue, and then I kissed him everywhere, on his neck and on his chest, I sucked and bit his nipples, then I kissed his stomach, and finally, I set him free by pulling down his underwear, and immediately took his gorgeous, engorged cock into my mouth, and I blew the Twinkle-Twink away. His cock was long and fat, and his head was perfectly round and gave way to his shaft with almost no drop down at the ridge, and it made for some smooth and easy sucking, and I was so thoroughly enjoying it, I was so absorbed in his cock, slurping on his wetness, and it took me by surprise how he was able to turn around quickly so that his face was now under my throbbing cock, and he took my fat cock into his mouth like a hungry little bitch and he did it all without his cock ever leaving my mouth. We were a sixty-nine now, just like we had sexted, and I began to play it out just like I had described it. He was moaning so loud, sucking and licking and experimenting with his tongue in many different ways, and he was even trying to deepthroat me. The Twinkle-Twink tried pushing my cock all the way to the back of his throat, but he failed miserably, maybe because of my big, fat cock, or maybe because he just wasn't used to it, but his attempts were to be admired because although he gagged, he recovered and went back for more.Each time I felt my cock-head go deeper, but not as deep as I was taking him, and to show him what he could eventually accomplish, I took his hard cock all the way to the back of my throat, and I kept it there were his cock-head was bulging and throbbing against the tightness of my throat, and holding it there, I lightly thrusted with my throat so that his sensitive head could feel everything, and I stopped when I started to taste what seemed like an endless leak of pre-cum, though he swore he wasn't cumming. If he wasn't coming, he was close, so I told him to get up, and I turned him around and I pressed myself against him, my cock pressing against his bubble butt, begging to be let in, but I took a moment to kiss his neck from behind, to run my hands all over his body, to stroke his cock and run my fingers over his wet head, and finally, my hand found its way down between his butt cheeks and I let my finger push past his tight little hole. “I hope you're ready for me,” I whispered into his ear and pushed my finger deeper into him, and he moaned, and he said, “fuck me already, please.” With my body still pressed against his body, I led him, step by step, to the other end of my room, where there was nothing but a bare wall, and I felt his breath quicken when he realized what I was doing. Some fantasies were meant to be lived, and I wanted to make this one real for the Twinkle-Twink, I wanted him to compare the effects of our words with those of our actions, so I fucked him hard against the wall, I pushed him against it, I spat on my cock, I told him to hold his ass cheeks open, and I pressed and I pushed my hot, aching cock, but he was tight, so fucking tight, but I spat on my fingers and I rubbed it on his hole and stuck two fingers now to loosen him up a bit more, and then I tried with my fat cock again, pushing until his tight little hole started to give in, it started to open up for me, and it was just half of the head, but I already knew this Twinkle-Twink’s tightness would be out of this world. He moaned loud and he moaned hard with each soft thrust I gave him, my cock-head slowly sinking into his asshole, and his legs began to shake so I paused my thrusting, and I spent some time rubbing his body, kissing his neck and his back and whispering to him that he was okay, that I would take it slow, for him to relax and that I would take good care of him, and then I ran my fingers through his hair, over and over, and he relaxed and my cock was throbbing and aching so I resumed soft half-thrusts while still doing all this, and once again cock-head was slowly making its way inside of him. It was a few minutes, maybe more, until the fat, engorged head of my cock made it past that little tunnel in the asshole, but that was just the head, and it had taken so much, and he was still tight as fuck, and he moaned and he whispered, “oh my god, it's so big.”I told him that was just my head, and that he was about to get it all, and he said, “yes, daddy,” and my soft half-thrusts became harder, fuller thrusts and the Twinkle-Twink’s ass must’ve stretched out enough for me because now the Twinkle-Twink was pushing harder against me, begging me to push my fat cock deeper, and I pushed him with my weight against the wall, and I thrusted hard and in-sync with his thrusting, and the Twinkle-Twink howled and he took all my cock like a good little bitch. I grabbed his hands and raised them and held them against the wall as I slid the entire length of my cock all the way in and all the way out, and I felt his tightness from the tip of my dick to the base of my cock and the wildest thought ran through my head and it drove me wild and to the edge and I told the Twinkle-Twink I was coming, there was no stopping it, no going back, and he told me, “cum inside me, fill me up,” and I burst, I blew load after load into the Twinkle-Twink’s bubble butt, and he moaned and he gave himself to me until I had given him every last drop. I pulled out of him, my cock leaking, his ass dripping, and I noticed how his cock was still hard as fuck. “Shit, I was hoping to make you cum,” I told him, a bit ashamed that I had gotten ahead of myself because I had planned for him to cum against the wall, like in our sexting.“You still can. Can I fuck you?” he asked me. He surprised me, but I happily obliged because I had not met many guys who liked to flip roles in a hookup. He got excited and wondered out loud what position he should fuck me in, and it was the cutest thing, seeing him standing there trying to figure it out because this was not something we had sexted about, but the waters were cooling so I had to step in. “With that bubble butt, you probably do a shitload of squats, huh?”“One hundred a day,” he said proudly. “Then you're perfect to fuck in doggy style, holding the squat takes strong legs,” I told him, and then I got an all fours in front of him and asked him what he was waiting for. He squatted and he approached me with his thick, torpedo-like cock, and he spat directly onto my asshole and used the head of his cock to spread it around, and then the Twinkle-Twink pushed himself inside of me. He was big, and where I was big in the head, he was bigger in the shaft because it bulged in the middle, so it made me feel so good as he opened me up real good when he went deeper, and, boy, did he go deeper, and I could hear him whisper things like, “fuck,” and, “it feels so good,” and “yes, take my cock,” in between moans. When he found his rhythm, I started to thrust with him, pushing against him as he pushed himself into me, and this drove him wild, so I thrusted faster and harder and he said, “oh, God,” and there was no going back, he had crossed that threshold of pleasure because he moaned louder, and he fucked harder, and he grabbed my hair, and he pulled on it, and he finally came and burst load after load with thrust after thrust deeper and deeper inside of me. He was pushing himself hard into me after that last load left his twitching cock that I could so clearly feel in the inside of my ass, and then he dropped himself on top of me, his cock still inside of me but softening. I let my weight go, and we lay on the floor, the Twinkle-Twink on top and inside me. “Let's take a shower,” I told him after we regained our breath, and his face lit up. We jumped into the shower, and for the first few minutes we cleaned ourselves, and we helped each other, and to him, it was just another excuse to touch each other, but I had other plans in mind, one last surprise for the Twinkle-Twink. Still rubbing his asshole clean, I told him to lean against the wall, then I knelt and I began to eat his ass. A gasping moan escaped him the moment my tongue touched his tight and clean little hole, and I, too, moaned in pleasure because for too long I had imagined eating the Twinkle-Twink’s bubble-butt and now I was finally having a long-awaited taste of his Twinkie Star. I tongue-fucked his ass, and I bit at the walls that protected his little star and I massaged his bubble-butt with both my hands in the same way one tosses a salad, and I was Caesar, a conqueror feasting after a conquest, and I was feasting on his ass, and I feasted for a long time, and he was melting under the shower, moaning and touching himself all over, and when I had enough, he opened his eyes wide, and said, “wow, what the fuck was that?” and then he asked me all excited if he could do the same to me. How could I tell him no?I leaned against the wall, just as he had, and he knelt behind me and I felt the Twinkle-Twink’s face as it came into my ass, and he used his hands to spread me apart and he so delicately pushed himself inside me with the tip of his tongue, and it felt different than his cock, just as good, but different, and it turned me on so much with the way he was moaning and the way he was eating my asshole. Fuck, I melted, and now I was the one touching myself all over, and I pulled on my dick and I pinched at my nipples and I tugged on my balls, and I pushed the Twinkle-Twink's face deeper into my ass. Who knows how long it was, I lost track of time, but when he had enough, he came back up, slapped my ass, and said, “what the fuck, I never would have done that if you hadn't done it to me. That was amazing.” I turned off the water, and we stood there for a moment, regaining ourselves and enjoying the afterglow of our ass-eating as the cold water slowly dripped off of us. We dried ourselves and he was staring at me, smiling, and I asked him what he was smiling about, but he just shook his head and said, “nothing.” But I knew there was something, though I didn't get it from him then because the Twinkle-Twink didn't linger. He got dressed, and he did so cautiously, almost like he was drunk, and he had that stupid smile on his face that told me he knew something that I didn't, but I didn't press him, I just admired the Twinkle-Twink in the same way one admires the disappearing night and all its stars just before the sun inevitably comes knocking. “I had a great time,” he told me, “but I'm already about an hour late for work, so I gotta go.” “Did you ghost your job for me, Twinkle-Twink?”He laughed. “It’s what I do apparently,” and then he left. I didn't hear from him again until a few months later when he hit me up on Grindr.  Twinkle-Twink (8:58 PM): Hey Manolo! I'm going to delete my account, but before I do so, I just wanted you to know, I was eating a nice, plump booty last night, and while I was eating this hunk's ass, I won't lie, all I could see, all I could feel, all I could imagine was your ass in that shower that day. Best day of my life! Honestly.  Manolo (8:59 PM): Sucks to see you go, Twinkle-Twink, but hey, at least I know you'll always remember me. Twinkle-Twink (9:00 PM): Well, they do say a person never forgets their first.And, poof, he was gone before I could even respond.