For a minute there, during the scenic prelude to this fuck-a-thon, I thought (well, I hoped) that the excessively hot Collin O'Neal was going to cruise and then abuse the adorable ginger-haired, kilt-clad Scottish lad who was playing his bagpipe for money in the main square of Edinburgh, one of the most astonishingly beautiful cities in Europe. Alas, the bagpiper would not have his pipes cleaned today, but there were enough hot hunks left for O'Neal to put on display -- behind closed doors -- to keep me really satisfied.
Continuing his world-tour of hot men, throbbing cocks and willing asses, O'Neal trundles up to the apartment of a local pal, the wildly exotic and humpy Josue, who's asleep on his stomach with baggy shorts and a black wife-beater waiting to be lifted. Collin goes right to the man's mouth, however, turning his tryst over and clamping their jaws together in an extending kissing session that certainly gets Josue motivated -- the bulge in his shorts rises dramatically before our eyes, and those of Collin, of course, who wastes no time by offering his unsheathed bulge to his mate's waiting mouth. Plunging into Collin's exceptionally hairy crotch, Josue feasts on one of the best-looking cocks in porn (or elsewhere for that matter), reveling as Collin slaps him with it while groping Josue's bulge. Collin has soon had enough of waiting on his meal and uncovers a delightfully stiff schlong nestled between massive thighs aching to be spread -- and shows us a new definition of deep-throating along the way to his next trick. Collin soon grants the thighs' wishes and brings Josue up to his face for a ball-licking, ass-eating, hole-probing session which gets the beefy Josue ready for what he needs -- a full-board, multi-position pounding that ends in a serious spillage of spooge all over his hairless, smoothly tanned torso.
The camera takes us to closing time at a club where bartenders Fernando Leono and (another mono-named beauty) Forneus decide to make a mess of their own before cleaning up the mess the customers left behind. Beautiful, taut and hungry, the angular Forneus is all over the demanding Fernando, who has his buddy's face in his crotch and mouth on his heavily foreskinned cock in no time -- much to the ravenous delight of Forneus. If Collin O'Neal showed us deep-throating in the first scene, Forneus defines deep alimentary-canaling in this romp. He takes Fernando's cock down so deep (no small feat, it is huge) that he could easily have given him a pube-shave with his teeth or steamed the tattoo on his crotch right off with the heat generating from his lungs. This man is one of the great cock worshippers of the day, and we owe him a plaque. For his part Fernando, who by the way is adorable as well as hung and built, knows what to do to please a man, and this is most evident when he's fucking Forneus in standing, sitting and missionary positions over and on top of the bar, finally spilling his seed over the handsome face of one of the great discoveries of the past year.
Turns out that our friend Josue from the first scene is in another bar at closing time trying to fix an ATM machine that won't give him money. Fortunately for us, he's bending over with his back to us, exposing his asscrack above his jeans that catches the attention of Marco, a fair-skinned slut who immediately bends down, grabs Josue's ass and then welcomes him on the way up with torrid kisses and searching hands. They quickly strip each other and it becomes a battle of which preference will win out: Josue's hunger for cock or Marco's fervor for ass. The contrast between the two is sensational. Big, beefy, tan-lined Josue, pubes and chest shaved, tats on display, pale, slightly hairy, smaller, Marco with a fabulous bush surrounding his huge cock. Marco wins out after allowing his cock the pleasure of Josue's throat and his own tongue the taste of Josue's hole. He then takes his quarry for a standing fuck with Josue throwing one leg over a bench before swinging onto the bench missionary for a final thrust and mutual cum-shots.
Collin is back for more, and for good measure so is Forneus. They meet cute while Collin is brooming up the bar, and are soon in each other's arms and jeans. Forneus, who reminds me of American porn star Dean Phoenix when he first became a porn star, is all over his new find, showing that his deep-throating of Fernando Leon was a mere warm-up. But Collin, who knows what a cock is for, shows him a thing or two in the cocksucking department before they engage in mutual rimming, a session that naturally leads to Forneus' ass being stuffed IN a stand-up doggy plowing on a bench, which becomes the apparatus for Forneus to later slide onto for a missionary plowing. Collin then sits on Forneus' face before they move to the billiard table where the fucking continues, missionary and then doggy, until Collin pulls out and spreads his seed all over the ass of his latest conquest, whose smile tells it all.
Down an alley we go where the rangy Ryan Garcia, all tight and tough, angular and grunt-like, throwing the pale but cute Jasper Emerald up against the wall. The epitome of a British weekend football fan, the deceptively cute Jasper is one hung fellow -- and this drives the macho Ryan insane with lust as he strips off his clothes and gorges on Jasper's pole. But Ryan is the aggressor here and soon has Jasper eating out of his jeans, shoving his near-hard dick down his throat until it comes up full and hard enough for Jasper to literally gag on. There is wonderful cock play in this scene -- the two compare sizes and they feast anew, with Ryan showing particular delight in pleasuring Jasper before turning him against the wall in their tight quarters and sticking his own large pole into his prey's flat ass. They need more comfort so Ryan takes a seat on a box and Jasper takes a seat on Ryan -- I loved the way he stayed hard all the way through the fuck, with great camerawork focused on his balls and cock until he spills his spooge. Jasper then kneels down and takes Ryan's massive spurt of sperm all over his face and mouth and licks the remainder up from the foreskin and cockhead.
Collin next appears in his office, and a tight one it is because there's not much room for him and his latest prey, boy-toy Fred Colcci, to maneuver once they get the testosterone flowing for each other. A cute, slim and smooth pixie, Fred still has a cock big enough for Collin to enjoy, which he does immensely in several positions, offering his own masterful tool to his officemate as well. Both are here to fuck, however, and it's a serene sight, indeed, to see the hairy, masculine Collin plow the post-twink Fred with sweet assertion on the desk in both missionary and doggy positions until he leaves a nice big puddle on the starburst tatt covering Fred's abs at the end.
DVD features: Chapters; trailers; and no regional coding.
A DVD Review by Bo Champion
