Fisting Theater

Teddy Bryce drags Axel Abysse into the empty theater for a quick audition. After Teddy’s own hole has been opened to the limit, he wants to see what Axel can take before the crowd shows up. Axel shrugs and grips the stripper pole. Teddy drops to his knees, spreads Axel’s cheeks, and shoves his tongue straight into the open, well-used ring. The easy way the muscle parts tells him Axel is ready for more. Teddy slicks lube over the hole, works in three fingers, then four. He thinks he’s being careful—until Axel’s ass suddenly grabs and swallows his whole fist up to the wrist. The shock hits Teddy hard; the rush hits him harder. He pulls back and starts punching in short, hard thrusts, driving his tattooed forearm deeper each time. Axel moans, pushes out, and the shiny rosebud blooms for Teddy’s knuckles to grind against. When Axel’s breathing turns ragged, Teddy picks up speed, burying the fist and half the forearm again and again. Axel’s cock jerks, then sprays thick ropes of cum across his chest and abs while his stretched hole pulses around Teddy’s arm.