Twink Gets Used and Fucked by Big Cock
The anticipation was palpable as Callum and Cole prepared for their latest filming session. The young twink had been eagerly awaiting this moment, having fantasized about feeling Cole’s huge throbbing cock deep inside him for weeks. As the camera began rolling, Callum stripped off his clothes, revealing his lithe, toned body, perfectly smooth and hairless.
Cole couldn’t take his eyes off his gorgeous lover, drinking in every inch of exposed flesh. He moved closer, his own impressive package straining against his tight fitted jeans. Slowly, teasingly, he used his teeth to unzip his denim, letting his massive member spring free. It was everything Callum had hoped for and more – thick, veiny, and rock hard, the fat bulbous head already glistening with pre-cum.
Callum licked his lips hungerly, reaching out to stroke Cole’s manhood. He marveled at its incredible size and weight, feeling it pulse and twitch in his hand. Unable to resist any longer, he sank to his knees and wrapped his pretty pink lips around the plump cockhead, savoring the salty-sweet taste.
“Fuck yeah, suck that big dick,” Cole groaned, tangling his fingers in Callum’s bleached hair and guiding him further onto his shaft. The tight heat of Callum’s wet mouth felt incredible as the horny boy started bobbing his head, taking more of the thick meat deeper with each sidelong throat.
Cole watched through heavily lidded eyes as Callum sucked him off with obvious enthusiasm, that sweet face a picture of overstimulated bliss as he gagged and drooled around the girthy club fucking his face. If he’d looked at the camera, it would have been the perfect close-up tease, but Callum was lost in his own world of oral lust, consumed by the need to taste every drop of Cole’s cum.
Too soon, Cole gently pushed him off, still semi-hard and leaking. Callum protested with a whine, but was soon silenced when Cole manhandled him around and bent him over the nearby armchair. The young slut wiggled his ass invitingly, spreading his supple cheeks to reveal his tight puckered pink hole. It winked at Cole invitingly, begging to be stretched and filled.
“Mmm, look at this tasty little pucker, so desperate for my cock,” Cole growled as he spread Callum open with his fingers, exposing that virgin ring of muscle. Callum gasped and trembled at the touch, pushing back against the probing digits, silently begging for more.
Very slowly, Cole pressed his thick cock head against that impossibly tight entrance and started pushing forward, relentlessly driving inch after inch of his huge rod deeper. Callum cried out at the intense fullness, back arching as he was split open on Cole’s enormous erection. “Oh god – so fucking big!” he sobbed, toes curling at the mind-blowing sensation of being so thoroughly ravaged.
Cole paused, allowing Callum’s body to adjust to the massive intrusion stretching his insides. Sweat beaded on his brow as he focused on not cumming prematurely, the rippling heat of his lover’s passage so insanely intense. Finally Callum began rocking his hips, fucking himself back on that thick cock until Cole was fully sheathed inside him, his heavy balls resting against the twink’s perky ass cheeks.
“Ohhh fuck you’re so deeeep,” Callum moaned, voice wavering as Cole withdrew slowly, almost all the way out, before plunging back in to the root. He pounded into that tight hole with increasing force and speed, lost in the sensual friction of slick walls clenching around his shaft. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed obscenely in the room, punctuated by Callum’s whorish moans.
Cole reached around to fist Callum’s own rock-hard cock, jacking him in time with his thrusts. Callum’s head lolled back and he howled in ecstasy as blissful shocks of pleasure coursed through him. His hole clenched like a vice around Cole’s hammering dick and with a few more targeted strokes, he was coming undone, his lithe body shaking as he spurted ribbon after ribbon of pearly jizz all over the chair and floor.
The sight of Callum unraveling pushed Cole over the edge as well. Unable to hold back any longer, he gripped the twink’s hips in a bruising hold as he fucked him through his orgasm, chasing his own. Growling low in his throat, he buried himself balls-deep one final time and came hard, painting Callum’s insides with thick spurts of virile seed.
They stayed locked together for long moments, catching their breath, as Cole’s softening cock twitched and released the last few drops of cum into Callum’s well-used hole. Finally, Cole pulled out with a soft wet plop, his load starting to dribble out of Callum’s gaping, twitching rim.
“We’ll leave that there for now, let you marinate in my cum,” Cole chuckled, swatting Callum’s ass playfully. Callum blushed, feeling his face and chest flush with shy arousal and satisfaction as he nonetheless wiggled his seeded hole in anticipation.
A final panning shot of Callum’s cum-splattered body, spread out like a debauched offering, would surely drive Cole’s fans wild. The dirty little twink looked thoroughly well-used by Cole’s huge cock and completely out of it on pleasure, upstairs even more of his slutty, whorish nature than usual. It was a perfect ending to a very hot scene.
The camera cut off just as Callum’s seed glazed hole started to drip copiously on the floor as his body slouched over the chair, fucked mindless by Cole’s huge dick. The twink was certainly all used up for now. It was a draining session indeed, but so very worth it in the end. Everyone watching would definitely want another dose of Callum and Cole’s shagging as soon as possible.
Callum just shuddered convulsively, eyeing Cole with pure, open, and hungry fuckme desire, his hole clenching and unclenching on nothing but air for now. Perhaps they could start right up on round two after taking a quick break to rehydrate?
