Old fisting buddies Jeffrey Chang and Yoshi Kawasaki reunite for a flip-fisting session where they alternate roles, transforming each other into human punching bags. Yoshi starts slow, fingers teasing Jeffereyโs already wrecked hole like heโs testing the waters. But when Jefferey growls, โJust fucking wreck me already,โ Yoshi obliges, shoving his fist in balls-deep without hesitation. Jefferey howls, shaking like a leaf, but Yoshiโs not doneโhe pounds into him like heโs trying to rearrange his insides, relentless until Jeffereyโs guts are practically spilling out.
Once Jefferey taps out, they switch places. No foreplay neededโYoshiโs hole is practically begging for it. Jefferey drives his fist in with zero mercy, and Yoshi takes it like a champ, no flinching, no whining. As Jefferey goes to town, Yoshiโs eyes roll back so far he might as well be seeing the back of his skull. By the time theyโre both spent, they collapse onto the couch, swapping sloppy kisses and passing roses between them like some fucked-up post-coital ritual.