In a dimly lit room, a muscled, tattooed top grips a monster-sized fisting toy, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. His bottom, a lean, smooth twink, lies on his back, legs spread wide, eager for the impending assault. The top lubes up, his fingers working the twink's hole, stretching it, preparing it. He starts with one fist, pushing in slowly, the twink's body tensing and relaxing in rhythm. The top's other hand works the twink's cock, keeping him hard, keeping him begging for more. As the first fist disappears, the top starts with the second, his arm disappearing up to the elbow, the twink's moans echoing through the room.