Fisting Inferno Permits “Parking In the Rear” for Drew Sebastian and Two Red Hankie Leftists

January 6, 2023
HANK ORSO

There are few premises more innately masculine and primally erotic than a few guys cruising, sucking, and fucking in a public space. An alley next to a dumpster or out back of any closed business will do. It conjures a bygone era when slinking in the shadows was necessary, and fuels our filthy fantasies.

Fisting Inferno places their full-length Parking in the Rear in that very same location, an alley by a dumpster behind...well, some business of some kind. Who cares? It's the pavement and shadowy locale that's important when, in this latest scene to drop, security guard Drew Sebastian winds up with both hands doing simultaneous duty on to vandals, Josh Mikael and Jack Hunter.

Hunter is busted with marker in hand adding his artwork to the side of the dumpster, and is naturally anxious when the towering shape of a uniformed Sebastian shines his light his way. "I'll let you off with a warning, but first you have to get me off!" And with that he hauls out his massive (no seriously, massive!) cock already at full hard and compels Hunter's face onto it.

The vandal does what he can with it, but deep-throating is out of the question. But damn does he look good trying as he sputters and chokes to the guard's delight. Mikael, in the meantime, has wandered quietly by and, enjoying the view, rubs his growing boner through his sweats as he steps forward to get their attention.

Presenting his bubble butt to the men as he leans against the dumpster and gloriously drops trou, spreading his hairy hole, eager for an invite. Sebastian with two bottoms? Fuck yes, SIR, and he's soon shoving his monster dick up Mikael's ass as Hunter stays below, ready to rim hole and clean off Sebastian's gun.

(L-R) Hunter, Mikael, Sebastian Photo courtesy of Fisting Inferno

Mikael is an especially piggy bottom, stretching his fuzzy body between the two as he takes them at both ends, giving us some ATM action when he pulls off Sebastian's meat, turns, and takes Hunter's cock in his hairy hole and Sebastian's, slick from his own ass, into his mouth.

The real play happens when Sebastian instructs them both to their hands and knees. Where the blanket and giant tub of lube appeared from is anyone's guess, but I won't question it because if it leads to these two studs playing Muscle Bear handball, then I can suspend my disbelief.

Photo courtesy of Fisting Inferno

The overhead shot of Sebastian's thick, meaty hands and wrists disappearing into their gaping assholes is a great creative choice. He's a fisting machine as he lubes, inserts, lubes up more, inserts more, and eventually is working his balled-up fists past his wrists into their stretched assholes.

Mikael seems a bit more adept at receiving his gift, as Hunter takes a bit more time and stretching and relaxing before Sebastian is in where he wants to be. Where Hunter's face is all sexual grimaces, Mikael's expression is of decadent bliss as his colon takes in Sebastian's hearty serving of penetrating, punching missile of destruction. Hunter displays more rosebud; Mikael displays more contented joy.

When they flip to their backs so they can jack their loads as Sebastian finishes them off with aggressive, unrelenting impaling, it's Mikael's rising whimper=>whine=>wail of sheer body-shattering pleasure that starts where Sebastian's fist ends, coursing through his whole corporeal system that is an utter joy to hear.

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