WARNING!
Will Clark
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Raging Stallion Studios | 2003 | 90 |
"Red Star" is named for the tattoo on Will Clark's shoulder -- a very different Will Clark from his earlier flicks, mind you. He's beefy beefcake here. Covered in red hair with an intense amount of facial hair, his dick is pierced, his nipples are pierced. There is a piggishness about this look that works very well in this context.
Will's partner in the first scene is rock-hard balding stud Tony Scalia. Will starts with a lot of oomph, biting strongly at Tony's nipples. Tony then blows Will's Prince Albert-adorned dick, with the owner stretching it in all directions in a nice show of flexibility. Tony really hits his stride with a loving blast of a rim of Will's fuzzy red butt. Close-ups show some great finger exercises, followed by Will very eager to get fucked by a black dildo, the entire length of which fits up his ass. The ease at which it goes in seems to hint that even more could fit! With a dramatic vocalization, Will blurts out a creamy cum-shot.
Will returns for the second scene in front of a mirror to admire himself. He preens and flexes, delighting his audience and really showing why people do earn the title "porn star." He sports a nice big boner and uses all of his masculine heft to pump in furious motion, all of his jewelry dancing around in the dark light. He costumes up first in a leather hat and then shows his ass to the camera (amazingly lifting his boot to his mouth for a lick) before putting on a gas mask and beating off even more angrily.
In true star vehicle fashion, Mr. Clark is back for the third scene. This time, he's tied up in a black leather straightjacket, tending to Michael Soldier's nipples. Michael takes a wonderful detour into nastiness here, sporting a nefarious goatee and turning in a wickedly apt sexual performance to match. He aggressively pulls at Will's nipple-piercings to get him to scream (and even fall to his knees in what has to be real pain). But, it's never too much pain that Will can't keep busy blowing Michael. Not able to use his hands, Will gulps up a nice amount of Michael, with the cock owner face-fucking him hard to keep up the theme of harshness. Michael keeps him gagging on the dick for a long time before cuddling in Will's arms to blast a geyser of a cum-shot. Will then straddles Michael and pops off his third shot in as many scenes.
A scorching group scene follows. Will is back in his straightjacket (are directors Chris Ward and J.D. Slater trying to tell us something?), with Michael nastily forcing his face up Tony's luscious butt. While Tony gets eaten, he exquisitely blows Rusty Samuels (have you ever seen a flick with two redheads?), a handsome owner of a delicious cock that Tony eagerly sucks. Michael has masterful control over Will throughout the scene, forcing him next to blow and rim Tony according to his whim. In another part of the room, Lance Gear, at his hunkiest, is fucking the stuffing out of hunky brunet Eric Michaels with super-handsome Peter Raeg looking on. Lance is tip-top master of meanness here, as hot as all get-out fucking damn hard a willing ace bottom. Lance is such a pro that he can fuck Eric in a wacky style without hands, perhaps the honing device in his dick leading him smoothly into the nearest available ass. Will is brought over to suck Peter's waiting rock-hard boner, with Michael still treating his slave nastily. Soon enough, Michael moves Will over to rim Lance, who is taking a break from fucking Eric. It's all very rabid. Peter fucks Tony, with Rusty still providing a cock for him to suck. Peter is strong like Lance, a pulsing top with a very willing bottom in Tony. With Peter's ass clenching to provide this great fuck, Will's face is forced into it at the same time. Tony then sucks Rusty and Lance, speedily zipping around both of their cocks intensely, with Will now blowing Peter, comfortably seated on what looks like a throne. It's Tony's show now, though Will is doing very good work on Peter, of course egged on by Master Michael. Lance returns to fucking, taking a bouncy bottom Rusty and completely conquering him in the best anal yet in this scene. Will is now rimming lucky Peter. Lance has a colossal energy, and Rusty is as willing a bottom as can be found for it. Will is fitted with a gas mask (and some clever camera shots show us his vantage point inside it) and the others all drop cum-bombs on him. Eric has the jazziest one of the bunch.
Now comes the scene that isn't for the squeamish. Eric's lean muscular body is tied up to a cross by his arms and in comes Lance, looking as fetching as a man can in tight leather pants. Lance wields a whip and smacks Eric's back into a beautiful redness, his wrist twisting so slightly, but the flaps of the whip dance all over Eric's back. Lance makes sure to take some breaks to tease Eric with some sweet touches and kisses, but the scene isn't about romance. Eric, through his yelps, pleads for more pain. So, Lance gets harsher and harsher. The incessant whipping has Eric in absolute screeching real pain, and crying. That's how real things get. Lance shuts him up somewhat by stuffing a gag on his mouth and then Lance and Peter get to work. They first attach scissor-clamps to his nipples and pull damn hard. With these two in charge, poor Eric doesn't stand a chance. They next attach about 20 clothespins to parts of Eric's body that have nothing but skin and muscle, such as his biceps and all the way down his magnificent chest and stomach. Lance is merciless in playing with them. Lance then appears with candles. Hot wax is dripped on Eric's torso, which is still red and stinging from the pins that are still attached! Eric's shrieks are barely muffled by the gag, and his skin is so tender it almost hurts to watch. Eric's pain is evident as he hops all over the place (well, his legs at any rate), with Lance and Peter not stopping. They are masterful, but the credit here goes to Eric for battling through the pain to help forge an incredibly sexy scene. However, even when the candles are out, it ain't over. Will, yes, still wearing the straightjacket, is brought in to bite at the pins still on Eric. Finally, Lance pulls off the pins in the nastiest way possible. Just ouch. Ouch!
Though Mr. Clark is big (in a tasty rugged way), this picture is anything but small. Will Clark, in every scene, is the reason for this story, but the other players are quietly often more dominant. It's hard to steal a flick away from Lance Gear, who trounces over everyone in the last two scenes. But, from the torture of Eric to the simple dildo-play of Tony in the first scene, this exquisite group of performers forge another winner for directors Chris Ward and J.D. Slater. And the last scene is a doozy. It's hard to watch at times, but utterly fascinating. The players are well-chosen for it, too. Of course, that's something that can be said for the entire epic.
DVD features: Dolby digital sound; the full-length feature; interactive menus (with a generous breakdown of chapters); and no regional coding (playable worldwide). There are also a series of interviews of each performer by Will Clark in a relaxed spin on Katie Couric. Eric insists he loved every minute of his torture scene; Tony is agreeable and shy; Rusty is funny and unpretentious; and Michael discusses his history of rummaging through closets for porn to steal; Lance and Peter are interviewed together, with Lance taking control of the interview and a quieter Peter looking so handsome and bashful. Hold onto your hats for the perhaps intentional camp of Will interviewing himself: Will the Porn Star is in the straightjacket and adopts something of a redneck hick demeanor, while Will the Interviewer is professional and slick. It's all done rather seriously (hey, I just report the facts), until Will the Porn Star calls Will the Interviewer's questions "crappy."
A DVD Review by Brent Blue
There was a lot of the hype this year involving a certain red planet as it crossed closer to the Earth than it had in 60,000 years. It may not have been that long since Will Clark has graced our video screens, but Raging Stallion's cameras capture the return of this other heavenly red body in conjunction with the rare alignment of some of Raging Stallion hottest studs in a showcase of piggish delights sure to please everyone except the most die-hard twinkie fans on your shopping list.
Clark, a true versatile performer, is pretty much the beefy daddy's sub-boy role here. He is muscled, with short-cropped strawberry blond hair, goatee and a thick coating of reddish fur all over his body. As Tony Scalia spreads Clark's meaty butt cheeks in the first scene, we see the thick underbrush of Clark's balls and hole. Clark's dick sports a large Prince Albert ring through the piss slit, and a title inspiring "Red Star" is tattooed on his shoulder. As the cameras zoom in, Scalia works over Clark's hole with his tongue, fingers and an enormous black dildo. Scalia works Clark's nipples as Clark spews his milky climax on the black vinyl tabletop.
Next up, a ball-slapping solo session featuring Clark in front of a mirror. Attitude is the key here, as Clark shows us the way to push his buttons and showcases his golden fuzz and furry sphincter. Boot licking and a gas mask complete the scenario, which ends with a gooey gob all over his leather jacket.
The pause button will be your only break from the action here, as there is little time wasted setting up the sex scenes or removing clothes. Master Michael Soldier is wearing a harness and leather hat as he makes Clark choke on his stiff meat puppet. As Raging Stallion's 2003 "Man of the Year," Soldier has a nastier look and edge here, and it works for him as he dominates Clark, who is now wearing a leather straightjacket. Soldier blasts a gusher as Clark, now freed, works Soldier's furry nips. If you're still with this flick as Clark globs load number three onto Soldier's nuts, you definitely need a break here to replenish your fluids.
Clark is back in the straightjacket, and Soldier is forcing his face into Scalia's balls. Scalia is in a sling, with newcomer Rusty Samuel's bone sliding in and out of his mouth. In another part of the room, Lance Gear plows Eric Michaels while Soldier forces Clark to eat Gear's hole. Peter Raeg gets a turn at Michael's furry hole, and Samuels takes Lance's gear full-tilt. It's an all out orgy with so many fucking and sucking setups going on at the same time that it would take too many words to describe it. It all ends with a collared, straight jacketed Clark donning a gas mask as each guy blows there load on him like he's their own personal cum rag.
The last scene features a bound Michaels with Raeg and Gear really putting him through the paces. This is by far the most extreme this movie goes and is pretty hot. Although it doesn't go nearly as far as it could compared to other titles by Ward, I showed this scene to a friend of mine who usually bitches about the vanilla versions of "bondage" scenes that are out there. (I guess it's hard to impress someone who hooks his balls up to electricity for fun.) My friend was impressed with the scene and said that Michaels' screaming and crying were not only real but believably so. The torture includes heavy-duty flogging by Gear. There are also restraints and gags, tit torture, humiliation and hot wax.
DVD extras include scene selection and bonus interviews of the cast conducted by Will Clark. There's a clever twist where interviewer Will Clark meets one-on-one with tough-talking porn star Will Clark.
- Harry Bayer