WARNING!
Julian Armanis
Oleg Vronski
Distributor | Released | Length |
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BelAmi | 2000 | 100 |
Description source: promotional material
Ion Davidov's birthday is the catalyst for his swim team to celebrate with abandon. In training for the upcoming swim meet, they pair off for private encounters in not-so-private places. Poolside, the showers and hallways are just some of the locations of the sex-sessions. The birthday boy fucking Justin Marino in a bathroom may just be the hottest scene Bel Ami ever captured on video.
For those of you who love anything George Duroy does, step right up. You've got another major treat in store for you. For those of you who are not entirely hip to the genius of the master of Eastern European "Abercrombie & Fitch boy-toy chic," step right in and gape at the splendors of what can best be described as "Falcon East." For those of you who pooh-pooh Duroy as a purveyor of twink pleasures only, be warned: These boys have grown up. (And, if you watch this flick, you will have a large pile of sticky towels by your side at the end of two hours. And, hopefully, your towel-boy will be as hot and adept as these.)
"Teamplay" is another masterpiece from Bel Ami, whence have come the likes of major international porn stars Lukas Ridgeston, Johan Paulik, Ian Davidov and Karl Tenner. This one takes place in and around a swimming pool in a small Czech town, where more than a dozen beautiful, buffed and sexually ballistic young men discover that in order to keep your head above water, you may just have to learn how to put it between your buddy's legs.
There are a half-dozen major scenes in this movie, and they are sensuously laid out one right after another in terms of couplings, settings and sexual situations. It's Ion Davidov's birthday and the members of his swim team are training for an upcoming swim meet and they pair off for private encounters in not-so-private places. There are romantic interludes, quick fucks and sucks in unlikely places involving couples and groups and they are cleverly sandwiched between two similarly choreographed bedroom couplings that open and close the film.
The set-up for the first is a group workout in the pool, after which the boys head for the showers, except for Oleg Vronski, who floats on his back in the pool, and Julian Armanis, who rests on his stomach on one of the poolside benches. Oleg, a sweet-faced sandy blond with ringlets and a stunning swimmer's body, climbs out of the pool and coyly beckons Julian to the showers. Julian, a darker, cherub-like creature who is growing into a thinner body, follows, and they soap each other, then stroke, then begin an extended foreplay session of touching, licking and kissing, which dissolves beautifully into a bedroom scene where they continue their foreplay. This might be meant to be a "discovering sex" scene for both, although Julian is clearly in charge here. He asks Oleg if he wants his cock sucked, and, of course, the blond beauty acquiesces. Julian is a master at giving head, far more involved than many of the Czech and other Eastern European boys are. He kisses, licks, tries to deep-throat, and spends a lot of time at his task (and so would you if you had Oleg's beautiful uncut cock to work on). Oleg, then, somewhat cautiously, takes Julian's very large member in the face-fuck position, and while he is not as energized as his partner as an oralist, he certainly enjoys it judging from his serious ejaculation and worshipful look as Julian cums all over his chest.
Oleg's eyes ask Julian: "What's next?"
And before you know it, Oleg is being pummeled sidesaddle by his friend. One of the nice touches about this very long scene is that the piano music, which accompanied the oral action, now dissolves into young men panting in lust, naturally. Julian kisses Oleg continuously, licking his neck, ears and face, then moves him into a kneeling doggy-position and picks up the rhythm of the strokes as the piano music comes back to mix with the panting. Oleg is getting the treatment here, and he revels in it until both cum in buckets again, fading into another kiss.
The gang of swimmers is next seen showering off, with lots of appropriate horseplay, until they all leave, except for Ivan Fjodorov, who pulls Karl Tenner back, turns him around, and pushes him against the shower wall for a quick, hot kiss. The scene fades to poolside, where Ivan is giving superior head to Karl Tenner (who later became a major star for Falcon Studios). Both these boys are solid, compact, athletic types with an appetite for dick. Ivan surprises here, with a nice stroking technique to his chowing; but Karl gets a real prize from Ivan's sizeable, and uniquely-shaped and vein-marked schlong, the versatile Karl then sidesaddles his buddy in a quick fuck which ends a relatively short scene which maintains its heat due mainly to the exotic way Duroy frames the sex often with reflective action of the pool duplicating the action above.
Back in the shower room, four of the guys are fooling around with shower-snakes and towels -- rough foreplay which dissolves into a shot of the classical-looking Nikola Gismondi with his jaw wrapped firmly around the massive cock of Max Orloff, and Filip Olivier doing the same thing to Justin Marino. This is a strictly trade -- and, trade-off -- session, in which Filip and Nikola do the oral and anal pleasuring for Max and Marek. The bottoms are quite enthusiastic, with Filip especially receptive to everything he does, and gets done to him. But the most interesting thing to most viewers will be Max Orloff. But the most interesting thing to most viewers will be Max Orloff. Here he demonstrates an aloofness, which has always been in keeping with his vanity on screen, whether as a bottom or a top. His narcissism chills the scene a bit, but does nothing to ruin the movie -- he's gorgeous.
Now we go to a party. It's Ion Davidov's birthday and the boys gather at a gay inn (according to the production notes at the end of the flick). There's lots of drinking and swiping and nookying, and, before long, Karl Tenner, needing cock again, sneaks out with the beefy Marek Kodes. They find a room upstairs where Karl drops to his knees and takes Marek's beefy wad all the way down his throat. Strictly trade, Marek, whose crew-cut makes him look like a high school Dick Butkus type (but cuter!) -- shows some real pleasure here, and then flips Karl up on a coffee table for a deep, solid fuck. There are nice shots here of mirror reflections as Karl moans and huffs and groans, and the streams of cum are genuine in this down-and-dirty quickie.
The Tenner-Kodes coupling is one of four-in-a-row scenes which are brilliantly exposed by Duroy in the following sexual sequences: One guy sucks and gets fucked; one guy sucks; one guy gets fucked; one guy sucks and gets fucked. (You hardly realize what he's doing until it's all over, but, by then, your hand is wet.)
Karl and Marek are followed by Karl Moser and Martin Eden, who sneak off to a doorway upstairs where the very handsome Karl and the scruffy (for Bel Ami), but buffed, Martin, start kissing lovingly. After that, however, Karl has his way, lovingly eating Martin's hard, pulsating, wide dork as if it was his last meal. It's a fast-food scene, with Martin cumming in a good dose, but it's one that satisfies you because you know both actors were happy.
Birthday boy Ion has been goofing off with Justin Marino, a classically handsome dude (who is one of the few around who can get away with a shell necklace). They depart the party for a tiny bathroom, where a few unusual things happen: There's no foreplay, Marino (heretofore a top in our experience), serves as bottom, and he does so with loud, insistent instructions to Ion, which either mean "fuck me harder," or "fuck me faster," but certainly do not mean "stop." This is one of the few times in a Duroy flick that I've heard such hard, growling banter, and it heightens what could have been an ordinary fuck scene to the point of sheer heat. Both Ion and Justin cum smoothly and close the scene with a kiss.
Meanwhile, Julian is back from his encounter in the first scene, and he's being cruised by an exquisitely attractive sandy-haired Jacques Melliès. They leave the room and head up the stairs, but they can't wait, as they start kissing, licking and tonguing. Jacques, who sports more hair on his chest than any Duroy model I've seen, is voracious, and the camera angle shows off Julian's monster cock beautifully as Jacques gobbles it up to a sterling climax. There's a real dumb little editing fuck-up here that you'll spot, that I will leave to your surprise, but that leaves nothing to the imagination, however. You will naturally expect the scene to end here, but after a five-second cut back to the party. We are then taken to a shot of Julian's spear plowing the gates of Jacques' beautiful little pucker, in another hallway, on a small end table. Jacques is either in agony or ecstasy, such are the expressions on his face, but he throws his ass straight to the challenge and Julian meets it with strong, solid strokes to a singular climax.
Ion, the birthday boy, has another present coming his way, and it's in the form of the adorable Adam Cartier, whom he playfully starts to seduce with birthday cake. Ion has perfected a screen presence that makes him astonishingly seductive to other men his age. His film-long seduction of Lukas Ridgeston in "Lucky Lukas" was a classic maneuver, and this one with Adam is very close to being perfection.
The passing of cake on a spoon between their lips segues into their naked bodies in a bed, cocks at rest, preparing to get to know each other. Adam, who appears not to be Czech from the banter in which Ion seems to be teaching him idioms, is at first a bit shy. But the ever-aggressive Ion, whose massive spider tattoo on his right shoulder symbolizes the web of seduction he can spin, quickly draws him into a kissing, nibbling, licking and nudging fest. Soon, Adam is down on Ion's massive cock, giving it a loving massage that the camera catches in simply breathtaking fashion. Ion, no stranger to giving good head, takes Adam for a ride with his mouth and throat before spreading his bedmate's legs, missionary-style, and easing on into the road. This is a marvelous fuck, with Adam's legs taking up the width of the bed and Ion delivering a smooth, loving fuck. The ecstasies in Adam's eyes betray the production notes that follow which say this was the first time he bottomed. If so, he ain't gonna stop doing it, because he appeared to be in heaven, from which neither he nor Ion came down even after they shot their loads and closed the movie with another hot kiss.
The DVD version includes an easy-to-navigate menu (with a generous breakdown of chapters, including a specialty menu -- cum-shot, anal, foreplay, anal, etc. -- where only the selected category of footage is grouped together for viewing), model galleries, and no regional coding (playable worldwide). The disc also contains a 26-minute production notes trailer, which is interesting compilation of behind-the-scenes footage, photo sessions and hardcore segments omitted from the finished video. If you get this DVD, you will enjoy the documentary. But not as much, I assure you, as you will gobble up the flick itself -- a fascinating blend of the best of Duroy's production values, talent and a maturation of attitude and sexual proclivities from his usual gang of very hot suspects.
A DVD Review by Bo Champion
When it comes to unbelievably hot footage of barely legal foreign pups enjoying each other fully, no company outshines Bel Ami or even comes close. Once again, Producer/director George Duroy has created a hauntingly memorable feature, one bound to bring out the chicken hawk in each of us, in Teamplay.
The untranslated story is simple enough really. Members of a youthful swim team find each other sexy and have sex whenever they can. Even a jaded videophile like me can't help but notice that these boys exude that bright-eyed freshness reserved for the very young. That and those spotlessly clean little round bottoms that look sooo hot in and out of their Speedos.
Julian Armanis and Oleg Vronski find their way out of their swimsuits, into the shower, then into each other's mouths. Moments later, they are in a designer bedroom, busily stroking and sucking each other. Their cocks appear comically large, connected to such smooth, lithe bodies. Armanis blows his load onto Vronski's sweet ass cheeks, then takes his pal's load onto his face cheeks. And the fun has just begun. Now Armanis (the larger of the two) slips his nice endowment into Vronski's shapely butt. Once again, director Duroy wows us with his magical camera direction. It is just as perfect as the subject matter.
The transition footage shows all of the boys running outdoors together, then giving in to boyish horseplay. This fun continues in the gym shower moments later. Lots of towel-snapping, butt-slapping and wiener-grabbing. Somehow, Ion Davidov and Adam Cartier slip away from the group, into each other's arms. They go at it poolside, with Cartier sampling Davidov's meaty cock. It appears quite tasty indeed. Now it's Davidov's turn; he licks the head of Cartier's meat puppet. There are no words exchanged, just subtle moans of ecstatic pleasure as bubbly elevator music plays. Soon Davidov is fucking Cartier's ass like a randy sailor. Their breathtaking image is reflected in the pool's mirror-like surface. They cum in tandem.
Back in the shower, Max Orloff, Filip Olivier, Justin Marino and Nikola Gismondi become enamored with each other's beauty. They grope each other, then get down to more serious business in a (nearby?) bedroom. The hot sexual encounter continues, as does the fine camera work. Pretty faces peek out from behind raging boners, cute butt cheeks cross in front of the camera's roving eye. Sooo yummy. Orloff tops Olivier in the foreground as Gismondi services Marino in the near background. The frame is kept full and lively at all times. One senses that the sheer quantity (two full hours) of "perfectly distilled" footage here required a tremendous amount of energ, on both sides of the camera. Strangely, the editor is not credited.
Next, at Davidov's birthday party, the drunken boys cheerfully sing and dance. Without much fanfare, Justin Marino and Jacques Mellies slip into a bedroom and get naked. The raucousness from the adjoining room can be heard as Marino gobbles the tip of Mellies' cock. That cock is in Marino's butt soon after. There is no music now, just the sounds of young love in motion. The sight of it is pretty nice too. They cum on one another and are back to the party, and then it's Karl Moser and Filip Olivier's turn in the sack. Their scene remains strictly oral. Elsewhere, Ion Davidov is exuberantly boning Justin Marino in the ass. There was no transition footage or foreplay here; it just appears like a vision. It is wild beyond words. No kissing or fondling, just rough butt fucking, not unlike something from a "pig" feature. Yet these are "acolyte" type boys.
By and by, the boys pair up and wander off to a bedroom together, captured in a style that is unmistakably "George Duroy." The final 25 minutes of footage is a "production notes" segment, show casing the construction of the tape itself. Look for lots of "behind the scenes" action, all of which is quite interesting.
- Burny Edmonds