SAN FRANCISCO, CA — In this jaded 21st century world, it’s easy to think you’ve seen it all, if not actually done much of anything. Fistpack 32: Stuff That Ass is a video release that will make the vast majority of viewers question that assumption.
According to Raging Stallion, Fistpack 32: Stuff That Ass is not for the squeamish – especially those with issues about radical hole stretching and deep plunging.
In scene one, performer/director Erik Rhodes is an absolute sex beast; muscled body, rock-hard thighs and round-ass. When sex pig Trent Bloom arrives, his snout is promptly buried betweenRhodes’ globes, where he does considerable rooting about. Before too long, he coats his hands with lube and pokes a fingertip, then another and then another insideRhodes’ hot hole.
The beast takes it well and Bloom pushes farther, easily getting four fingers inside, then all the way up to the knuckles before he shoves in his entire clenched mitt to punchfuckRhodes’ hole repeatedly. Every blow relaxes and numbs the sphincter so that it soon turns inside out. The big man coos and moans, jacking himself off excitedly until his cum seeps out for Bloom to suck up.
For those who want to see more, there’s a second scene, starring Boyhous and Caedon Chase.
This time, the theme is switching, with Boyhous getting his manhole plunged first. When Chase enters the scene dripping lube from his fist, his lean hairy partner emits low moans of approval. Before long, the tender tissue of Boyhous's asshole is protruding and flushing out its crimson interior. It looks like it hurts, but the pain is pleasure and the two play even harder.
The adrenaline is still pumping when Chase yields his ass and finds Boyhous is just as determined to pillage that hole as he was to have his own pounded. Chase grimaces with every blow, which only provokes Boyhous to get rougher. Chilled and thrilled, Chase finally busts his nut. Boyhous follows suit, spooging all over their leather nest before licking it clean.
For the brave of heart, strong of stomach and/or hard of dick, Fistpack 32 ends with another Rhodes/Bloom match-up.
Rhodes is someone to fear and revere, which leaves Bloom quaking in his boots. As far as he’s concerned, this will be a no-holds-barred, no-limits fist fight. He's got an asshole begging to be savaged and after Rhodes delivers a few closed-hand jabs inside, Bloom surrenders; his hole loosening. Rhodes manipulates Bloom's crimson crater until it pops out, revealing its huge bloom. He laps at the cherry-red tissue, giving Bloom temporary respite. Then with Bloom folded up, Rhodes buries his fist deep inside his asshole, trekking so far inside he reaches his stomach. He grins seeing his hand punch Trent's belly from the inside. The veins in Trent's forehead are popping, but not with complaint.
