Fistpack 22 - Fists Away

Matthieu Paris, the fisting legend, opens Fistpack 22 - Fists Away. Andre Barclay, the gym stud breaking into the scene, rams his entire arm into Matthieu before either man catches his breath. No teasing, no slow stretch. Andre draws back and slams his fist home, again and again, each blow driving farther up the slick chute. The force knocks the air from Matthieu’s lungs and makes his cock spit thick ropes of precum that soak both bodies. Andre’s knuckles stretch the ring wide, then bury to the forearm while Matthieu’s jock strap strains against the pressure. Fingers slide alongside the wrist, double-fisting now, punching past each other in a wet, filthy rhythm that leaves the hole gaping and glistening. Matthieu jerks his own cock, precum still pouring out in messy spurts. Andre’s shoulder flexes with each thrust, driving deeper until Matthieu is painted in his own slick mess.