WARNING!
Marc Vidal
Distributor | Released | Length |
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BelAmi | 2003 | 135 |
There comes a point in virtually every ongoing endeavor where the artist reaches the pinnacle of perfection, beyond which one cannot imagine much more. Bel Ami's "Personal Trainers" series, which has showcased the cinematographic and directorial talents of Marty Stevens, is our case in point. "Personal Trainers: Part 7" features the two most prominent, and best, of the trainers -- Sebastian Bonnet and Dano Sulik. And it's is my personal favorite of the series so far.
Sebastian, who is often second camera in this series, continues to charm us with his puppy-dog face and sexual curiosity without ever once being shy or defensive about the fact that he simply prefers to be in bed with a man. This time we have a real surprise "trainee," Marc Vidal, who is acknowledged in the subtitles (which are very good) as already having appeared in other productions. Sebastian is not a bottom, so Marc, a tall, lithe, black-haired Rudolf Valentino type with a very sexy dimple in his chin, is given the honors of being broken in by one of the best tops in Europe. But, first, they must get to know each other, and it is here that we begin to appreciate the introductory liner-notes about Marc. His entire life is built around sex, and he's always ready to go, a trait that inspires Sebastian to explore the meat under his shorts. And what a piece it is, it's perfectly straight, long, a carbon copy of Sebastian's prodigious tool, but larger. Sebastian falls in love with it, gobbling ravenously in an attempt to teach Marc how to deep-throat. Marc eventually gets around to showing his oral skills, and though he's good, it's abundantly clear from his twitching and his positioning that he likes to be done. Sebastian does him to a turn, then shows us what appears to be quite a virgin hole nestled between two perfect cheeks that sit on what may be the longest thighs in Prague. The fingering and licking by Sebastian bring Marc's breaths in quicker spurts, so much so that Sebastian invites him to do a real hum-job on his cock. Encouraged by Marty Stevens' comment that they are "both professionals," Sebastian invites Marc to eat his hole, and Marc throws Sebastian's legs into the air and dives in, driving Sebastian wild enough to almost consider accepting Marty's instructions to Marc: "Go ahead, fuck him." Instead, after some totally unbelievable banter, Sebastian positions Marc on his stomach, and to Marty's encouragement ("be careful, Sebastian, he's a virgin" -- yeah, right), he begins a fuck session that takes both of them over the moon.
Even though Marc clearly appears to be inexperienced as a bottom, he gradually begins to get that red-faced look of pure ecstasy, and gets deeper into his passion when flipped on his back. Sebastian pumps his ass and jerks his cock. Marc cums -- which he is not supposed to do -- thick, gooey strands all over Sebastian's fingers, which he displays like rings. However, even though Marc is slightly chastised for cumming without screaming that he was getting ready for a money-shot, it works out to everyone's benefit in the end. "Look, he's still twitching," says Sebastian, and plunges his cock back up Marc's chute, using a body pillow for more leverage and deeper penetration. He then moves Marc on his side and scissor-fucks him, which, once again, forces a spewing of thick cum from Marc's sac, this time on the inside of his thigh. Sebastian pulls out, they kiss, and he asks Marc, "Do you want it in your mouth?" "Let's try," comes the reply. Sebastian gets on his knees, Marc sidles up to his cock and licks it until Sebastian cums into Marc's mouth, oodles and oodles of Bonnet booze that he eats, licks and swallows, taking the cock down his throat, cleaning if off as Sebastian quivers, quakes and falls back. Both are exceptionally exhausted and happy, "I've never had anything so good in my life," says Sebastian, and you believe him. Oh, yeah!
Dano Sulik's trainee is Liam Phoenix. He's a tall, freckle-faced, Midwestern farmboy type dynamo. The liner-notes say that if Bel Ami were to make its version of "Huckleberry Finn," Liam would be the star (he does look like Sebastian Bonnet a bit, though). Dano, who is wearing a small bandage on his cheek that makes him look all the more a trainer ("my sperm leaks out from there"), is extremely anxious to dip into this flower. As he gets older, Dano seems to take a proprietary interest in making sure his younger partners truly learn foreplay, sucking and how to toss their legs into the air. Little did he know where this tryst would lead, however.
After some kissing and fondling, Dano gets into Liam's shorts and finds a real surprise. A nine-incher, which seems almost that fat around, prompting him to comment, "It's in a category by itself." That's quite a mouthful, because Dano is also extremely hung, but apparently not jealous. He flips Liam on his side, pulls his cock and balls up between his cheeks, and lets us appreciate its size. He then spreads Liam out on his back and goes to work on that honker, showing us that his reputation as one of the best cocksuckers in Europe has not diminished since he faced, and conquered, Filip Smirnov's similarly gargantuan member in "Frisky Summer." His oral demonstration prompts Dano to get Liam to emulate it, and the trainee shows exceptional skill and experience, deep-throating, licking, eating, bringing Dano to assume an eager 69. There are some exceptional close-ups of both men hungrily eating cock before Dano stands and feeds Liam his pole for an extended time. He then flips Liam on his stomach and feathers his hairy hole with his mouth and tongue, finger-fucking him, and then putting him on his knees for penile penetration. Dano slides in easily, and Liam is ready to be fucked, and rolled, all over the bed: "This is such a sweet hole," "Fuck me good!" -- a couple that knows and loves their respective roles. After a particularly energetic missionary-fuck, Dano slides Liam on his side, and holding his long right leg straight out, pounds him harder. As if that's not enough, he then scissor-fucks him in a truly hair-raising, screaming, over-the-top session that results in him pulling off his condom, getting on his knees and cumming in Liam's gaping mouth. Dano has so much spilling out that it's impossible for Liam to take it all, even after he cleans the pole deeply, which leaves Dano in bleary-eyed shock and awe. Liam hops out of bed, washes his mouth, slips back into bed and offers Dano his still-rock-hard tree, which the trainer gobbles until it spurts cum into his mouth, which Dano eagerly eats and swallows, and finishes him off with a vacuum-like cleaning. The cum-eating is filmed close-up, and lovingly. Wow!
Sebastian Bonnet is back with two smashing blonde-haired guys. The pink-cheeked, long-faced, innocent-looking Sven Olaffson, and the long-haired, surfer-boy type Ethan Clarke, who sports a silver necklace and a navel tattoo. Sporting a chin dimple, Ethan becomes the center of attention at once. Sebastian gobbles the meat, and Sven, a truly lovely boy, concentrates on his eyes, lips and chest. When it's his turn to suck, Sven is guided expertly by Sebastian, who soon decides it's time to fill Ethan's pouting mouth with cock. Ethan knows what to do here -- sucking balls, eating cock -- but Sven is mesmerized down below with Ethan's bulging member, until he's introduced to a double treat. On his back, he's fed alternately by Ethan and Sebastian, who fondle and kiss each other. Sven, his wood has come to life, and is now the object of desire, and his perfect cock soon finds its way all the way down -- first Ethan's, then Sebastian's -- throats. Spread-eagled on his back, he sucks Sebastian as Ethan worships him, then gets primed with a short buttplug as the other two kiss and worship his mouth, his body, and his cock before getting him on his knees. Once there, he continues to suck Sebastian as Ethan pounds his once-virgin hole. They then move into a scissor position for more of the same, then throw Sven on his back for more pounding as Ethan sucks Sebastian. Loathe to leave a hole unplugged, Sebastian stuffs his cock up Ethan's hole and we begin a multi-position train-fuck. This is followed by a one-on-one fuck -- Sebastian plowing Ethan front-to-back in the sit position as Sven keeps his jaws locked on Ethan's cock as he pumps up and down on Sebastian. Ethan's pleasure in bottoming is clearly conveyed here, visually and aurally, but it's still the dogged determination of Sven to keep Ethan's cock in his mouth, even after Sebastian slides into an impressive scissor-fuck. Sebastian pulls out, issues his sperm all over Ethan, depositing a substantial portion right in the middle of the navel tattoo, then keeps fingering Ethan as Sven sends a series of gushers across Ethan's chest. Ethan then pumps himself to a similar conclusion.
DVD features: An easy-to-navigate menu (with a generous breakdown of chapters, and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Bo Champion
To weave its spell, good pornography (like any work of dramatic or narrative art) must create an illusion so real that the viewer suspends his disbelief and accepts what he sees on the screen as absolute truth. Even if he knows what actually happens on an adult film set -- the hygienic preparations, the actors who may not be attracted to one another, the inevitable stopping and starting, the specific instructions of the director -- the viewer, to become fully aroused, must ultimately believe that the individuals going at it onscreen are wild for one another and are actually having spontaneous sex in real time.
Back in 2001, when Bel Ami released Personal Trainers, Part 1 (its first group of what in effect were screen tests of new performers), the format seemed to contradict this basic concept of bringing unbelievable fantasies to believable life. Performers were seen preparing with douches and buttplugs, often the actors barely knew each other, all were instructed how to perform, the cameramen were frequently visible, and the sexplay was constantly choreographed by the director. This reviewer's initial response was that too many secrets were being given away and that the desired illusion was being repeatedly shattered. Since then, I've changed my mind.
In spite of these revelations (or perhaps because of them), the sexual action in every entry of the Personal Trainers series is as real as it gets on film. Each includes three or four scenes in which a veteran performer (most often Dano Sulik and Sebastian Bonnet) is paired with a newcomer to instruct him in the art of man-to-man sex before the camera. The newbies are invariably eager to please and, we are told, have usually had some previous male-male experience (unfilmed) in the Bel Ami Porn Academy prior to going on the set. Armed with some knowledge of gay sex and the incentive of being hired on a long-term basis, then, few hold back and most muster considerable enthusiasm, even though a majority of them are self-identified as straight. That is part of what makes the series so fascinating -- watching gorgeous youths widen their sexual horizons and frequently discover (oncamera) sensations they never dreamed would excite them.
Never have these training sessions been more consistently arousing than in the latest edition, Personal Trainers, Part 7. First up, Bonnet is paired with a cameragenic brunet, Marc Vidal. A glamorous beauty with perfectly coifed hair, smoldering dark eyes, a cleft chin, a wicked grin, and what looks like a dueling scar on his cheek, he claims to have "butterflies" over the upcoming scene in which he will bottom for the first time. Clearly a top man kind of guy, he instigates the first kisses and the disrobing. His airborne cock is as enticing as the rest of him, and Bonnet wastes no time in gobbling it down. Vidal's responses are at once honestly believable and splendidly theatrical -- he genuinely seems to enjoy himself, his partner and the camera in equal measure. The exquisitely photographed 69 is superb, and when Bonnet coyly inquires, "Will you lick my ass?," the scene soars. Needless to say, each makes a banquet of the other's rosebud.
It is the anal action, however, that sends the scene into the stratosphere. Vidal throws himself face down on the bed, ass in the air, to be penetrated. It is not long before his tension has abated, his soft moans have become lusty groans, and he has begun to stroke himself. When Bonnet flips him over into missionary position and takes over jerking him off, Vidal's sudden gasp signals a premature ejaculation all over Bonnet's fist. But the scene is not over. Stunned, Bonnet continues to drill him to a second orgasm while plugged. And still the scene continues. With a lecherous leer, Bonnet asks, "Do you want to try it in your mouth?" Moments later, he is spraying gism all over Vidal's lapping tongue. Vidal sucks him dry, then plants a cum-coated kiss on his trainer. All Bonnet can say is, "I've never had anything better in my life." We agree; this is a landmark scene.
Dano Sulik, arguably the most ubiquitous Bel Ami star of all, has been a huge favorite since his debut in the 1993 Accidental Lovers, but we have never seen him more turned on than in the next scene. In it, he trains a lanky, freckled, sandy-haired, thick-dicked newcomer, Liam Phoenix. Phoenix is a happy-faced farmboy type just waiting to be turned into a big city satyr. Sulik flirts, teases, kisses and all but drools over his conquest. He can't seem to get enough of the kid and outdoes himself in servicing the monster mouthful. Then the newcomer reciprocates. He, too, is an instinctual, enthusiastic sexualist, and their prolonged 69 seems palpably real.
Next, Sulik flips the trainee over and begins to chow down on his unshaved ass. A thorough slathering and a masterful tongue drilling open Phoenix up for the fucking that follows. Never has Sulik been quite so enthusiastic about one of his partners. The high-energy drilling soon shifts into double-time -- then into triple-time -- and Phoenix meets him every stroke of the way. However, the icing on the cake, as it were, is the finale of the scene, wherein each feeds the other a mouthful of cum. Both slurp up the spooge as if it were ambrosia, but it is Phoenix who manages to gurgle, "Cuming in mouths is the greatest!" before he trots off to the shower. Sulik just collapses.
The third scene is spearheaded by Bonnet again, and this time he takes on two newbies at once. One, Sven Olafsson, is a lithe, blue-eyed blond with full lips, ruddy cheeks and an amazingly durable bubblebutt; the other, Ethan Clarke, a savvy, long-haired club kid with an elaborate tattoo around his navel. First, Bonnet and Olafsson take turns kissing and servicing the instantly airborne Clarke, but in time, everyone has sucked everyone else in a blue-ribbon marathon of oral calisthenics. Olafsson takes the brunt of the fucking, but the apex of the scene occurs when Clarke is taking his turn in the saddle, only to discover Bonnet easing into his ass. It is during this superbly filmed sandwich fuck -- with versatile Clarke in the middle -- that Olafsson takes over and becomes the power bottom who paces the action. A classic example of still waters running deep, he remains in sharp contrast to the hyper-active Clarke. In time, all three fire off splatter shots -- but it is Olafsson's creamy projectiles that demand instant replay.
In the years since special backstory features have becomes an indispensable part of DVDs, the viewing public has become more and more sophisticated about how films are made. This has made the filmmaker's work in creating the illusion more difficult, but not impossible. Certainly, Marty Stevens, the low-key director and videographer of the entire Personal Trainers series, proves this. Each episode is, in a way, a small gem of a story film, even though each tells the same tale: Young kid sets out on a journey in search of fame and/or fortune. Along the way, he is aided and guided by wiser, more worldly friends he has met along the way, and they teach him the ways in which he may achieve his goals. This durable narrative line is almost mythic in its simplicity. Over and over again, in the hands of the gifted Mr. Stevens, the illusion -- if indeed it is an illusion -- is achieved. Personal Trainers 7 is one of the best films of the year.