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Lance Gear
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Channel 1 Releasing | 2001 | 90 |
Description source: promotional material
Lance Gear dominates In Gear like a raging sex God! Chad Hunt's massive python is astonishing!
If this film doesn't get you hard, then nothing ever will!"
In a dark garage with a “USED TIRES” sign on the back wall, in the back of a white pickup truck, Logan Reed (red t-shirt with white letters, short butch-cut brown hair) stands while Lance Gear (dark blue short-sleeve shirt, bald, eagle tattoo on upper left arm, horseshoe mustache) kneels and sucks; Lance kneels and rims Logan from behind as Logan bends over at the side of the truck; Lance sits on top of the cab while Logan sucks and rims him; Logan stands on the floor and tops Lance in missionary position in the rear of the truck bed; Lance kneels on a white floor cloth and Logan gives him a facial.
"In Gear" is a vanity production, plain and simple. However, unlike most vanity productions, this one doesn't throw its big star at us in a vague state of semi-consciousness and cloying self-worship. Instead, it "re-introduces" us to Lance Gear, whom it actually now crowns as a major star because of what's in it.
For those of you still unfamiliar, let's first meet Lance Gear: The top of his head is a bald shiny plate that defines him immediately as a rough-and-tumble man's man. Scroll down on him to see piercing eyes (yet with a strange friendliness behind them), a face full of feature and character and the remnants of a very sexy goatee. He has a thick torso covered in the softest furriest hair leading down to a very hard lickable dick and a giant set of balls. His body is in wonderfully buff shape, with abs jumping out and muscles everywhere that work overtime. His ass, at least here, is muscular and pale, guarded atop by a funky tattoo that should charge an entrance fee for all those lucky enough to enter below.
So, that's Lance. In this context, he's the owner of the In Gear Auto Body Shop, a mechanic's operation that "just wants to fuck around with you," not cars. His first customer is Logan Reed. To begin, they maul each other with big wet kissing, two titans about to erupt. ("In Gear's" energy level starts immediately, no coy lead-in, and doesn't abate until the final credits roll.) Logan, looking his hairiest and most toned, purses those gorgeous lips and lets Lance suck the hell out of his meaty thick cock. Lance is a total pig for it, sucking it from stem to stern with every mouth widening, starting from a foot away and just diving in on it repeatedly. There is such an incredible intensity to his technique that even Logan seems stunned. Lance smashes his bald head all over the cock and balls before Logan tears Lance's clothing off as they continue to kiss with abandon. However, it's Logan who continues to be most agreeably sexually ravaged as Lance bounds his tongue into the huge ass. Watch Lance's face as he takes a breath. His brow is furrowed, as if to say "how can I go back in there and dazzle him in a way I haven't so far?" This is thinking-man's sex, I guess, and Lance is proving himself a master at it. Logan takes on the established energy level by blowing Lance with the same gusto, not having a whit of trouble with any part of the dick. There is a lot of spitting between the two and I don't know that I've seen dependable Logan this excited for a scene in a long time. After some excellent rimming by Logan, he fucks Lance! The star gets plowed in the first scene, now that's good! Logan is off like a shot and only builds his energy level; slamming into Lance with no knowledge that fucking can even be done with sensual simplicity. It's a sublime fuck and the looks on their faces tell the story of their true enjoyment of it.
One of the hallmarks of this body shop is that Lance gives free tips. The one on display next involves getting Clint Cooper, dressed all in white, dirty. So, Lance and Michael Brandon rub some grease on him, aiming then to add sweat to that mixture. Certainly Logan Reed provided more than enough pleasure for Lance, but here Lance steps up and manages to lavish that attention on two guys at once. The first is super-hung Michael Brandon, who relaxes a great deal here and is sensational. Clint looks very different with his new hairstyle and mustache, but what has always been most entrancing about Clint is his manic loud energy, and here it finds the perfect outlet in these two co-stars. Michael and Clint kiss while Lance licks their cocks through their pants and then Michael sucks around on Clint, revealing finally those famous abs that could most likely win their own marathon. Lance then blows Clint, enjoying himself so thoroughly you wonder if there isn't a body part on a man alive this guy couldn't worship. There's a lot of spitting, a Clint Cooper specialty, and it gets Michael excited enough to give a superb blowjob as well. Michael barks at Lance to suck his entire dick and Lance does it ferociously. That's a damn big dick, too. Clint gives it a whirl and chooses not even to compete with the deep-throating, but both of them seem to love the massive meat. Michael then gets to rim Lance's hairy manly ass, pulling him wide open to shove his tongue all the way in. The best part of the scene is next, with Michael and Clint all but pushing each other off Lance's rimming tongue. The two of them literally fight for a spot on his face as he eats their asses with abandon. Again, the looks on their faces tell the whole story. Great camera shots from Lance's feet highlight just how sexy his body is while he concentrates his attentions on Michael and Clint. Clint is the first to fuck Lance, giving him a patented hard-edged fuck. I think Clint thinks he's being nasty, but Lance just seems in heaven, insatiable sexbomb that he is. Michael then fucks him doggy-style on a motorcycle and this is when the scene goes ape-shit in terms of energy spewed. Michael shows no remorse, but the best part of his fuck is when he stands still and Lance charges back on his dick with a speed you usually see from only the top. Not only does Lance take every inch of Big Mike, but his cries of "Omigod!" seem very genuine. Michael ends the scene with the best of the three shots.
Lance introduces the next scene (in what is part of a charming acting performance). Jackson Price, looking very handsome in a Lance Gear-ish goatee, comes to the shop with a problem that is at first solved through a series of bantered double entendres among Jackson, Lance and Chad Hunt. Lance finally sends Chad over to help with the problem physically and that's when Jackson's big eyes get even bigger. We know that Chad Hunt's dick is monstrously huge, pointing out feet from his tattooed small body, but anyone who thinks either of his co-stars in this scene will have a problem handling it are sadly mistaken. Jackson gets to blow him first, and it's a very carefully constructed oral scene. He doesn't go for the jugular first. Instead, he takes what he can at first and as it goes on, with Jackson looking up at Chad to monitor his reactions, he suddenly snaps his jaws open and chomps down the whole thing. Where he puts it in his throat, we won't ask, and it doesn't matter. All that really matters is seeing that piece conquered so elegantly as a sublime treat for the viewer. Jackson, his muscular legs bursting out of a pair of sexy ripped jeans, is bent over so Chad can slap his dick around the ass. "Fuck him 'til he rips," Lance commands Chad. (Lance, have you NOT seen a Jackson Price video before? Geesh!) Anyway, Chad prepares the ass with a very hearty rimjob, tearing open the jeans fully to expose the waiting ass. Lance hasn't done much in this scene yet, but there are little touches he throws in that prove he knows what being a star is all about. He forces Chad's head up after a great rim episode and gobbles up Chad's mouth just for a second before sending him back down there, and licks his lips for the camera after it's done. It's a small moment, but an exquisite one. Lance finally joins in by helping to eat out Jackson's ass and then Jackson slithers down to the end of the table so Chad can enter into him. No ripping here, Jackson is more than accommodating to every last morsel of Chad's enormous dick and Chad isn't nice about feeding them to him either. He rams in with little care of his actual size and you can see Lance overwhelmed just by watching. Chad pulls out fully and bursts back in shockingly, but Jackson is ready for anything. You know, you watch this fuck and think it's so easy, but pinch yourself to remind you of the fact that Chad Hunt's cock is surely more than 12 very thick inches. That's easy only for a pro of Jackson's stature. As for Lance, he sits out the fucking sequence, but the camera spends plenty of time noting his abject glee at just witnessing this glamorous spectacle.
"Here at the In Gear Auto Body shop, we take care of aaaaalll your special needs," coos Lance as the only intro to the next scene. It doesn't actually get any intro, much like the first scene, because it moves immediately to Lance and fellow baldie Tom Southern making out like they are the last two teenagers alive before the ship goes down. Tom also looks his best here, beefy as ever with a sprawling mass of hair on his chest, setting off a nipple-ring. Mind you, this is all below lips that most actresses would kill to have, the biggest fullest set in porndom. Having sat out most of the last scene, but still managing to make his energetic presence known full time, Lance goes back to active duty here, slurping down all of Tom's cock with the same wondrous lack of difficulty he has displayed thus far. It's a good thing he has no problem sucking any dick, because that way he can expend all his energies on doing it with a flair and style that make him ultra-unique. Tom's dick is a long treat for anyone, and it gets Lance's mouth so wet they enter into yet another super hot spitting contest, this one with bigger showings than any before. They get so ravenously excited just from this, implosion seems likely from at least one of them. All this massive heat gets Tom excited for Lance's ass, so he starts to finger it, although in a gentle fashion so he can savor his fingers when he licks them hungrily. Tom then rims him, which is basically already a fuck the way he does it, slopping in at least four courses of a normal person's meal. He does manage to save enough room for a fantastic run on Lance's right foot, which sizzles here. Sweat pouring off his body, Tom, so into this it really borders on scary, fucks Lance, hammering into him so fast the camera doesn't even catch it all. As if that's not enough, and it would be for most mortals, Lance turns it around on Tom and boffs him with the same manic excitement and oomph. Just watch Lance's face twist in sexual pleasure as he fucks him harder and harder. Tom has a nice big shot at the end and then Lance creams on Tom's face.
In the final scene, Lance notes that he's a fine supervisor of teamwork for his gang, which includes Chad Hunt from before, as well as boyish bespectacled Tommy Saxx and sexgod Marc West, so butch here with his tan huge chest full of hair and his clipped mustache, a perfect match for Lance.
The finale scene exists mainly to pair Chad and Lance, leaving Tommy and Marc with little to do for most of it. However, all do participate winningly at the beginning, Lance blowing hulking Marc while Chad is treated orally by Tommy. Marc and Lance are intense, of course, and spend a lot of time licking together on Marc's amazing bicep. After Chad blows Tommy a little, Lance is asked to both rim Marc and suck off Chad, two tasks accomplished with no problem. Lance and Marc settle in for some more oral action as the scene shifts to Chad fucking Tommy from below. Tommy repeatedly releases the monster dick and lets Chad soothe his poor ass with his tongue, but Tommy seems a tad pained by it all. Marc finally fucks Lance while Lance sucks Chad. Marc does a fine job, but without a lot of the unbelievable spirit of the surrounding outings. However, the whole scene has been set up tension-wise for the inevitable moment when hero Lance gets to take all Chad has to give him. It's no surprise that Lance is ready for him and if Chad doesn't get off as easily here as he did a few scenes ago, he does give Lance one hell of a ride. Chad gets in there pretty deep and Lance moans up an orchestral howling storm as he's pounded, every muscle in his body caught on tape working overtime to find space enough to please Chad. Certainly this video couldn't have done without this particular pairing and Lance earns whatever stripes left that he hadn't yet earned earlier (I can't imagine what they were, he had me rapt two minutes into scene one).
If I spent more time here praising Lance Gear over anyone else, it's because that's why this flick exists. He has now taken his place astrologically among the other great men of gay porn and director Chi Chi LaRue hasn't lost track of a trick anywhere in making Lance every bit the dynamo he has always been in smaller doses. However, all of the performers in this video deserve their special attentions, too, which is why I went on so long about all of them as well. It's no accident that they are all here.
Whipping through all five scenes with not a moment of flagging energy, Lance Gear spends his time actively making a case for being one of the great performers to be in porn. However, smart people obviously reigned on this video, because Lance not only establishes his own footing solidly and with expert ability, but he does it among some of the other best-in-the-biz performers who don't let him walk away with the video so easily. Some of them give their best performances in recent memory and still Lance trumps. In the end, though, "In Gear" is an amazing experience for all concerned.
The DVD version includes a slide-show gallery of each model (glamour and hardcore), easy-to-navigate chaptering (and special cum-shots-only chapters), bonus footage and previews of other Channel 1 Releasing titles.
A VHS + DVD Review by Brent Blue