Chris Steele met Poland's Slawek Starosta in Chicago at IML in 2000. Starosta invited Steele back to Warsaw for Gay Pride. There the duo came up with a deal to film a video produced by Starosta and Pink Video that they would release in Europe and Steele would release in the U.S. and Canada. The movie was called Polish Steele when it was released in Europe.
Other than a few minor editing changes and the addition of Channel One Releasing, Steele Pole is the same gritty video that was filmed in Poland. Steele shares directing duties with Starosta, and while he admits it was hard to find men in Poland willing to perform in porn, he does find some. There is an acquired taste to the Polish look - those of you who cruise the Northwest Side know what I'm talking about - the secret here is definitely in the meat. It's not just the names that are a mouthful.
Fans of the 6-foot-tall "in the right shoes" Steele will find lots to adore here. Vascular, hairy, with popped pecs and thick beefy thighs plus a 7.5 inch north-pointer, Steele professes to a love for eating ass and gets many opportunities to do so here.
First he meets up with buddy Andrzej Jampolski. They speak in Polish without subtitles, but they must say something along the lines of "take off your pants and let me smoke that cock," because within moments they are both naked, slurping dicks and licking pits. Steele slurps J's furry chute before slipping in his rod in a number of positions, the best being the doggie-style ending fuck. Steele is great fucker, using long, slow strokes and then rapid-fire pokes, combined with slaps and manly "oh, yeahs." Jampolski has a ripe bubble butt, like two melons on the table at the farmer's market, and Steele squirts cream all over them and then licks it off.
I have to admit, I got a little lost in the next scene, which takes place in an underground sex club. It's not the first time I've been bewildered wandering the halls of a gay treasure. Jampolski and Steele eventually hook up with Jan Wolski and Andrzej Aniol. Although he's more able to take more of it than Jampolski did, Aniol doesn't really seem to be into sucking Steele's veiny shaft. The confusion starts when Steele bags boy stud Maksymillian Wojewodzki and the action is edited between that and a Wolski, Aniol and Jampolski three-way. Wolski turns out to the be the best cock-sucker of the bunch, taking turns on Aniol and Jampolski. Even more surprising is when Jampolski switches roles from the first scene and plows Aniol. There is real heat here between Steele and Wojewodzki. Woje actively grinds his ass back onto Steele's pole, and Steele barely gets the rubber off before blowing a sky-high wad.
At codirector Starosta's club called Fantom, Steele works the crowd and the camera, first in a polo and baseball cap, then he strips down to his familiar yellow-striped leather jock and harness. He quickly loses the jock and begins an intense solo jack-off show with a can of whipped cream as his lube. At one point, he puts cream on the head of his beefy rod and lets a lucky customer lap it up. (Note Sararabia: Redi-Whip!) Finally, his furry ass crack and chest matted with cream, he blasts a massive load onto the table in front of him. If I ever see a live show, I'll definitely want front row seating.
The final scene takes place in the showers of the club. In seconds, Steele's boner is lathered to a turgid 45-degree angle, and Adam Sygietynski soon joins him. Sygiet is lean and blond and looks slight next to beefy Steele. Sygiet proves to be a great match for Steele's sausage, smoking it all the way down to his wiry pubes. And then there were five. Adam Wizniewski, Robert Szczeciniecki and Tomasz Fabio join Steele and Sygiet for a shower orgy. Steele and Syczec share topping duties, but it's definitely Steele's finale. At one point, Syczec and Wizneiewski are holding Sygiet and actually lower him onto every inch of Steele's dick. As the others gather around, it's Sygiet who gets all the jizz wads squirted onto his tummy and torso.
After watching this movie, you might want to take a drive and gain a whole new appreciation for those boys who hail north and west of the city, including parts of Irving Park and Avondale, Jefferson Park, Portage Park, Belmont Cragin and Montclare.
- Harry Bayer