Toolbox 1 - Drilled

Jerek waits in a 400-pound iron cage, naked except for a jock that barely holds back his own huge cock. Eric Evans circles the bars like a feral animal. Hair covers his chest and arms, every muscle tight under the skin. He shoves his fist through the steel and drives straight in. No warm-up. Jerek’s hole opens, swallows the wrist, then the forearm. Eric works the fist in slow, grinding circles, wrist flexing, knuckles dragging over prostate. Sweat rolls down Eric’s abs and drips onto the concrete. He grunts low, forearm pumping, veins thick on his bicep. Jerek’s mouth hangs open. His cock strains against the jock pouch, leaking. The cage rattles with every thrust. Eric switches hands, wrist-deep again, knuckles stretching Jerek wider. His free hand squeezes the bars for leverage. Spit drips from Eric’s beard as he watches his fist disappear and reappear. He pulls out to the knuckles, slams back in. Jerek’s thighs shake. Eric’s free hand fists his own thick cock through his jock, the head dark and swollen. Every punch of fist inside the cage syncs with a stroke of his shaft. The air reeks of sweat and lube. Bars vibrate. Jerek’s hole clenches and takes it all.