My knees buckled slightly as my guts seemed to liquify under his fist.

A subtle gurgling sound emanated from deep within the jock’s beaten insides.

My knuckles speared into the soft pocket just below his navel, where his intestines hung heaviest.

"Look at that," he murmurs. "The way your belly reinflates after I punch it... like your entrails are breathing.”

And then, I see it. The moment his abs give way, his monster gut puffing out into a massive, meaty pillow.

"Let's start this livestream, then."

Special first anniversary post. 🎁🥊

"Your intestines," Javi moaned. "I love how they move under my fists."

It was his gut that held my attention — a soft, relaxed, eager dome that I ached to drive a fist into.

Each punch sent a thrill through me, the squelching of his gut mingling with his deep, guttural grunts.

To cap him off, I latticed my fingers behind Buck’s neck and pulled him forward as I drove my knee up into his soft organs.

The deepest tangles of my bowels were his targets, again and again.

For a gutpunch novice, his body absorbed my fist really well.

Between my spine and his powerful knuckles was only a soft padding of intestines begging to be mercilessly worked over.

Tobias kept his deviant expression as he adjusted his stance before launching his fist as though from a cannon.

I thought I might cum handsfree, but he switched tactics – suddenly, he was back to uppercuts.

I put my hands behind my back, arching slightly to present my soft muscle gut to him.

My fist plowed straight into his soft organs, the impact into Jace’s upper guts briefly causing his lower abs to bulge out…