Fistpack 15 - Fist Fuck

Mason and Taurus trade spit in the dark when a new player steps in. Quixote, young, dark brown skin, clearly out of his depth. He hovers a moment, then comes closer. Taurus greets him with a mouthful of cock, while Mason works from behind. Mason's tongue laps at Quixote's crack, then his fingers tug the tight ring wider. Once the boy's loosened, he bends for Taurus's lubed fist. Taurus works in one hand, then the other, slow circles first, then deeper thrusts. Quixote groans around Mason's shaft, taking it to the root. The hole gives more. Mason wants his own turn on a fist, so he lies back, knees wide, Taurus kissing him hard while Quixote's knuckles sink in. Quixote's fist drives Mason past the edge; Mason's load splashes hot across his own stomach. Quixote follows, painting Mason's chest. Taurus adds thick ropes of his own across the mess.