When a tool and/or douchebag extends his closed fist in hopes of finding a similar closed fist to meet his in agreement.
Usually used after two to three light beers.
Usually in reference to a girl at a bar he hopes to talk to and show off his expensive bad tattoo he saw in a book -- and then copulate with.
Josh and Trevor move in close and notice three girls at the edge of the bar. Without saying anything, they look at each other with semi-homoerotic undertones and connect with a conquest pound.