In many cases, if a filmmaker hits the bull's-eye with their first picture, it is almost a guarantee that their sophomore effort will fail. It's true in mainstream films, and it is true in porn. But director Michel Lucas takes those myths and shatters them with his second picture, Homebodies . It is the story of two lovers who are straying away from each other, only to discover, through infidelity, that they belong together.
Doe-eyed Roberto Vista and sexy blond Scott Mathews (who reminds me of Wade Peters with an edge) play the lovers. Mathews wakes up frisky, but Vista will have nothing to do with him, so he heads off to work. Mathews then turns to Dean Edwards, a buddy he met a few nights before while cruising. Edwards is over in a flash, and from the second he enters the apartment, the sexual chemistry ignites and never burns out. They begin with some aggressive kissing and Mathews produces a mammoth cock that Edwards consumes with gusto. They move to the bed, where they continue to satisfy each other - Mathews rims Edwards' beautiful dark hole before he slams his meat in. There is an underlying current of desperation to the scene, Mathews literally taking out his emotional frustration on his buddy. Both shoot enormous loads. (A word of warning, though: When Mathews cums on Edwards' chest, he licks it up and literally licks it right back to Edwards. It's fucking hot but it's unsafe, so let's be careful out there, ya hear?)
But the scene doesn't end where you'd expect it. Mathews has so much sexual heat burning inside him that he and Edwards continue to suck away at each other. The phone rings, and it is Vista calling to apologize. In what is probably one of the most erotic moments of the film, Mathews tells Vista that he loves him and is immediately brought to orgasm by Edwards while Vista is still on the phone. The danger and eroticism just oozes on the screen.
Mathews and Vista head out to a club that night,, where dancer Chris Capelli is gyrating on a table. Vista can't keep his eyes off him, and it pisses Mathews off, so he splits. Vista gets drunk and heads to the john, where, with a full erection, he urinates all over the place while bar patron Daniel Rossi watches. Another incredible image. Rossi asks if Vista needs help, but Vista has everything under control. Eventually, Vista meets Rossi's lover Cameron Taylor, and the three decide to head home for a threesome. (Although Rossi disappears - to hit on more bathroom buds, I guess.) Director Lucas even has a Hitchcockian cameo as a patron chatting with bartender, the black and beautiful Tyson Cane. Even clothed, Lucas exudes sex.
Closing time at the bar, and Capelli and Cane are alone. Capelli asks for a beer, but Cane gives him his boner, which Capelli greedily sucks. Cane returns the favor by sucking Capelli, who has some minor erection problems. However, it's nothing a good solid fuck from a black buck can't fix. And the fucking turns his cock into a steel rod. Both shoot nice geysers. Capelli does get his beer, by the way - right up his ass and he shoots it out across the room.
Vista and Taylor get home to find one of God's beautiful creatures, Logan Reed, stroking his fat boner on the sofa. It is a thrilling threesome as everyone samples a bit of everyone else, and not a body part or orifice is left untouched or untasted. Reed slides his big cock up Vista's ass while the two of them chow on Taylor's huge prick. It is a sensual scene, with amazing moments that are caught by the lucky camera. All three cum in succession, the most visual is Taylor letting loose all over Reed's pretty puss and hairy chest.
Vista comes home the next day to find Mathews waiting for him. He apologizes for being such a dick, and to prove he's sorry, strips Vista and proceeds to give him a long and loving blowjob, followed by one astounding rim sequence. Now, I am not a fan of ass-spitting, but Mathews makes it look exotic - not messy. He makes love to Vista's hole, which is an entity of its own, and he doesn't attack it. The romance and passion fill the screen as these two do what real lovers would do. They laugh, they talk, they look deeply into each other's eyes, and they make sure the other is feeling good. Both fuck each other. One great moment is when Mathews begins to slide his monster into Vista and whispers, "I love you," before he rams it deep into Vista's bowels. Both shoot streams, and Mathews, once again, greedily gobbles.
They profess their love to one another, but as Mathews turns away, Vista grins.
There is not one bad scene in this film. They all feature hot, man-to-man sex and introduce us to some incredible talents. Mathews is a real find. He is, alternately, a nasty daddy and a sensual, romantic lover. A sexual dynamo. Vista is a beautiful bottom, boyish and mischievous. Reed still tops my list as one of the best performers in porn; his range is just incredible.
Lucas has captured what real sex looks like. It's not a lot of funky positions and a lot of squealing and spitting and moaning. He is able to focus on the connection between two (or three) men, and that is how he makes this film so good. The men connect with one another, are into one another and, a plus, all remain rock-hard throughout.
Lucas mixes a little bit of everything in this stew he's created, from finger and toe sucking to beer enemas to triangle blowjobs. The end result is a taste treat that you'll find yourself wanting more of.
And leftovers have never looked so good.
- Jeremy Spencer