Turns out a fist is a great workout motivator.
Fisting Inferno's fetish director extraordinaire Tom Moore leads his latest cast by the, well, not the hand technically, but by the fist as they run through a series of scenes that combine locker room and jock kink with heavy-handed fisting action. The first scene to drop from Fisting Fitness at the site features an ecstatically smiling Andrew Connor as his asshole is dominated by fellow twink jock Apollo Fates. The DVD and digital download are available now at the Falcon/NakedSword store.
The two cute twink bros are in the middle of their sets and reps and whatever else it is that jocks do in gyms when they start amiably chatting about nothing, skirting around the obvious flirting they want to do. Realizing the gym is empty, they let their talk become more obvious, especially when Connor reaches for what he thinks is a bottle of water which is actually lube.
It turns out Fates' buddy who was supposed to be on the receiving end of that lube is a no-show, and not wanting it to go to waste at Connor's suggestion, Fates finds a willing recipient for his cock and fist.
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Ironically for a fisting video, the two prelude the ass stretching with some happily engaged cocksucking and barebacking. Fates treats his bottoms right, and he plants his cute face between Connor's bubble butt cheeks, feasting and slobbering as he makes Connor quiver and the smile breaks out across his own cute mug.
He stuffs Connor's short, fat cock deep down his throat, sucking him to a nice fully erect hard-on before he stands and feeds the slutty bottom his own long, uncut dick, delighting in how it slides in and out of Connor's beatific, upturned face.
Laying Connor on his back, Fates easily slips him his pounding pole, opening him up a bit more as he slams away at Connor's backside. Now, this is certainly turning into a suck-cessful day at the gym! "Got anything bigger to put in there?" Connor not-so-coyly asks, giving Fates the "in" to really tear away at his ass.
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With his hand slathered in the thick, stringy lube reminiscent of melted Muenster cheese (great, now I need a sandwich), Fates slowly works his fingers, then wrist, then past the wrist deep into Connor's willing, open hole. It's difficult to determine who exactly is the top here; Fates gives great fist and vocal filth, but he's clearly under Connor's direction. It's a matter of the top serving the bottom as Fates follows Connor's commands regarding how to approach his ass, how to move within, and how to remove.
They look best when Fates is standing over the prone Connor positioned on his hands and knees, Fates' fist deep in his colon. It's a more dominant position. But they look like they're having the most fun when Connor is squatting down onto Fates' upturned fist, elbow resting on the bench as Fates goes back to swallowing Connor's own tool.
This becomes a matter of getting Connor off the way he likes, and blowing his cream deep down Fates' throat as his asshole is shaken from within by the top's pumping digits is what he clearly likes! He explodes down Fates' gullet then yells out "NOW RIP IT OUT!" and the subsequent quick removal leaves him shaking with full body spams.
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