Brandon Moore obsessively fondles Preston Johnson's hands. They tell Dr. Strangeglove that they are finally happy now that they've found each other, since each can keep up with the other's obsessive need for fisting. 'Well, this case of 'Obsessive Fisting Disorder' is closed,' proclaims Dr. Strangeglove, slipping away to allow Brandon and Preston some privacy. Brandon greedily opens Preston's trousers and gives him a nice slurping blowjob. Preston tongue-fucks Brandon's ass as Brandon bends over the desk. Slipping on his gloves and lubing up his hands, Preston gut punches Brandon's hole all the way to the wrist. Brandon's eyes roll back in his head as he gets opened up, putting one leg up on the desk to give Preston total control. Preston starts going faster, alternating hands. Rolling on his back, Brandon starts jerking his cock. With one hand fully inserted, Preston teases Brandon's rear end with his other finger. Brandon's sphincter stretches wide open, showing his hot red guts.