Can it be possible to have as much pleasure as the guys in "FistPack 4: Nutts for Butts" do without any pain? Fisting is the kind of sexual act that should be a merger of the two, but here the guys all wear big smiles and have wide-open eyes, seemingly enjoying themselves to the hilt. The fisting is exquisite, not that I would have expected anything less from Chris Ward and J.D. Slater, and the bottoms are absolutely insatiable.
Joshua Adams is sitting on a round table, very ready, in the titular first scene, "Nutts for Butts." He's hairy, he's butch, he has both nipples pierced, tattoos. In short, he's every bit the Raging Stallion masculine stud. His cock and ass are lubed and he has his balls stuffed into his ass. This is clearly a man with the mission of keeping his asshole completely filled. The way he can jam in his own fist without so much as a wince is proof. Right to the wrist without a hint of a problem. He doesn't even seem to break a sweat. Eventually, after standing and showing just how much of his own first he can take, he's back on his back to cum.
The start of "Manic for Manhole" is simple enough: kissing. Ripped and muscular, with tattoos and piercings at his nipples and a silver armband, Ruben D'Angelo is playing around with Michael Brandon, licking his neck and pits and chest. He then voraciously takes on Michael's cock, going for a deep-throat immediately to prove his facility as an oralist. The great camerawork up close shows the difficulty of gorging one's self on Monster like that, but Ruben does it over and over. Michael, of course, is agog with glee, as he tends to be when he's found such an aggressive partner. Michael then sucks Ruben, who cuts such a gorgeous impressive figure with his immaculately muscled body. Michael mock-fucks Ruben, getting that cockhead in dangerously far, and doing it with the same energy he would when fucking. This is exactly what he does next. Michael has no problem sliding right in to the balls. It's a smooth eager fuck from Michael, who knows just when to open it up to a blistering pound of an expert butt. After a brief respite to blow and rim Ruben, Michael soon fills the gaping hole with his arm. Fist doesn't seem the right word since he's over halfway to his elbow here. One way to show extreme fisting is depth, and this is as good a display of it as any. Another way to show extreme fisting is speed, and Michael has that, too. To go from knuckles to elbow with punch-fisting is the work of two supreme masters. The session seems almost genial because Michael and Ruben are both so good at it. Ruben looks completely comfortable, bent over or standing up, and Michael is happily relaxed as Ruben rides his arm. All of that gentlemanly fisting gives way to a stabbing angry fuck from Michael, which gets the top to cum.
What on earth could a vignette called "Butts Before Brains" be about? I was certainly eager to find out. Joshua returns, in a sling, having his ass eaten by Adam Faust, a side-burned masculine man who clearly loves this first task. The hole is wide open and inviting, and Adam probes it ungently with his hard tongue and fingers. Adam is painted into red leather pants and Joshua is in butt-less chaps, but all of their good-looking and muscular attributes are secondary to Joshua's butt and the grand time Adam is having licking it clean. Joshua can spread his legs wide, which allows Adam, his own butt bursting out of those red hot pants, such delicious access to a butt he couldn't be adoring more. That's not exactly true. The look on his face when he lubes up and shoves a hand into it shows more lust. Both of Adam's hands are helping here, and they are meaty paws. Adam takes it nice and slow with his new pet, but he ends up ramming past his wrist, so that the white lube mixes nastily with his reddish arm hair. Joshua remains hard the whole time. The showiness of Michael Brandon's fisting in the previous scene gives way to something more connecting here. Adam is constantly watching Joshua, kissing him, almost making sure this is as much fun for the bottom as it is for the top. The relaxed Joshua doesn't seem to have any complaints. Joshua turns over onto all-fours to give Adam a different vantage point, and this one, with Joshua's butt poked in the air, is just delectable. Adam remains focused and patient with his fisting. The picture gets even more gorgeous with the red-clad Adam sitting underneath Joshua, who is standing up to ride the arms as Adam uses both hands, sometimes all but together in there. A second deeper missionary-fisting session ends this truly beautiful scene.
The last scene is "Apoplectic for Asshole." Mustached tattooed hottie Asoka already has a black glove on when it starts and super tattooed Chris Neal, with a big nipple piercing hanging down, is on all-fours just waiting for the glove to be in full use. But, Asoka starts out with a probing rim, drawn to this butt like all the other tops so far. Chris can turn his asshole inside-out, and this is when Asoka goes wild with his tongue. The sweetness is short-lived. In no time, the black glove finds itself captive in Chris' butt. So does a good amount of Asoka's arm as well. It's Chris' ability to poke his asshole toward the camera that has Asoka pulling out every now and then, but otherwise, he's rammed in their deeply and drilling around the insides. Speed becomes a major factor when Chris squats down on Asoka's arm and slides down further than Asoka was willing to actively fist him. Chris definitely knows what his ass can handle. Asoka then gloves both hands and slides them into Chris together. Chris keeps his cock wonderfully hard in his dreamlike state as Asoka pushes deeper and deeper. By this point, Chris is very open, and Asoka starts to twists his wrists inside Chris' ass, tickling and contorting the hole with a fine sense of fun. They go another round doggy, with Chris bouncing backwards to swallow more of Asoka's arm. Again on his back, Chris is fisted until cumming and then Asoka finishes himself off.
DVD features: Chapters; widescreen; trailers ("FistPack 1: Extreme Penetration," "FistPack 2: Ass Masters" and "FistPack 3: Up For Grabs"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Brent Blue