Fistpack 20 - Fist My Butt

On the wrestling mat STEVE CRUZ and AITOR CRASH slam together. Their silken shorts hit the floor and two straining jockstraps are left fighting for room. They dive straight for each other’s cocks, grab handfuls of ass, and grunt as they suck and probe on the canvas. The energy crackles. AITOR takes charge and pounds STEVE until both men shoot, slump, and gulp air. STEVE pulls on bright red boxing gloves and hammers the bag, showing off for AITOR. The sight gets AITOR’s blood up; he drops to all fours, shakes his muscled ass, and dares STEVE to trade the bag for flesh. STEVE spreads those cheeks with the huge red gloves, exposes the hairy hole, and tongue-fucks the salty Spaniard. He rips off the gloves, greases up, and sinks fist after fist into AITOR’s greedy hole. The two roll over a fat round pad, STEVE’s tattooed arm disappearing wrist-deep, then elbow-deep, as they work themselves into a soaked, sweating, frantic fisting session across the mat.