

Jack Stuart takes two scenes for Fist for Hire. In both, his hairy, tattooed body collides with other hungry athletes. He rims, kisses, and strokes alongside Scott Samson, Bobby Black, Chris Ward, and Rob Edwards before fists sink deep. Every round escalates into sweaty group fisting, the men taking turns punching and jacking until the room reeks of sweat and lube. Stuart pushes limits, his own hole yielding as readily as his thick wrist, and the raw sessions leave every body marked, stretched, and spent.

Jack Stuart takes two scenes for Fist for Hire. In both, his hairy, tattooed body collides with other hungry athletes. He rims, kisses, and strokes alongside Scott Samson, Bobby Black, Chris Ward, and Rob Edwards before fists sink deep. Every round escalates into sweaty group fisting, the men taking turns punching and jacking until the room reeks of sweat and lube. Stuart pushes limits, his own hole yielding as readily as his thick wrist, and the raw sessions leave every body marked, stretched, and spent.