O.F.D. Obsessive Fisting Disorder, 1

Brian Bonds and his boyfriend Preston Johnson show up at the clinic for Brian’s O.F.D. trouble. The doc locks them in a black dungeon, leather straps everywhere. Brian drops fast, opens wide, and swallows Preston’s thick cock right to the balls, gagging hard. Spit runs down his beard. When he comes up for air, he climbs onto the spinning bench. Preston spins him, spreads his hairy ass, and dives in tongue-first, working deep before sliding two fingers up Brian’s hole. Brian grunts and pushes back. The fingers turn to fist in seconds—Preston’s big paw driving in and out, knuckles disappearing, then reappearing shiny with lube. Brian flips onto his back, boots hooked high, letting Preston reach deeper. His tattooed chest heaves, breath ragged, every punch of that fist drawing a raw sound from his throat. The bench creaks, leather creaks, and Preston keeps feeding him more.