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Distributor | Released | Length |
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Titan Media | 2005 | 120 |
Description source: promotional material
In this production two German celebrities give their debut in gay porn. Boy group star Rico Hoffmann and, appearing as "The Mask (V. K.)", a famous German comedian take part in this tremendous piece of gay pornography. While his parents are off for the weekend, Rico invites all his cute young friends to celebrate a hot fuck session in his house. Hard action and hot cum shots are guaranteed.
The plot of director Marcel Bruckmann's "Where is Rico?" revolves around the doings at a posh European home. I'm not sure what the mystery is, considering Rico is in the first two scenes, but since he disappears after that, I suppose everyone is wondering where he went. However, as they wonder, the guys don't waste time fretting. Instead, they sex each other up with some big energy and noise enough to scare Rico out of whatever hidden room he fell into.
Rico Hoffmann, looking like a trust fund kid who is playing dress up with a ponytail in a hanky and some well-placed jewelry, is reading a magazine when Christophe Juvet comes by. This tall man with shoulder-length hair and a great handsome face makes out with Rico as they jostle for gropes of each other's cocks. Christophe gets to Rico's first and starts sucking the curved pieced pretty violently. Rico has the same bounciness to his suck when he takes on Christophe. Rico silently lets his ringed fingers slip into Christophe's ass as he's blowing. He then tongue-bathes Christophe's perfectly smooth hole, often with fingers still inside. With Christophe begging for it, Rico fucks him. Rico has some peppery motion, but I was worried that his thin frame wouldn't be able to last very long. It turns out he's got nice energy in it and he not only fucks but jacks off Christophe in almost no time.
As they are finishing, in comes blond twink Basti Oliver. Christophe jets off, so Basti takes over sucking the obviously insatiable Rico. Basti teases Rico's cockhead gamely, and as he's using his hand to help milk it, cute brunet Fabrizio Calabria sneaks in to play. He instantly buries his face in Basti's ass for a deep-tongue rimjob. After he's able to squeeze two fingers in as well, Rico cums and bolts. That doesn't mean the others are finished, so Fabrizio fucks Basti in two grueling positions -- sideways and on his head -- before Fabrizio cums all over Basti's balls.
Upstairs, swarthy tattooed Philipe Marcus and ultra-blond beefy Kriss Stahl are greeted rather haughtily by Ronald Laska and told to wait for Rico without touching anything. When he disappears, they decide that doesn't include each other. So, they start to make out, Philipe's eyebrow piercing twinkling and Kriss' tongue piercing dancing around his partner's mouth. Kriss gobbles Philipe's cock with rabid movements, also taking in Philipe's balls for what seems to be a tickling licking. They switch places and Kriss is shown to have one piercing right below his shaft and another on his balls. Neither stop Philipe from sucking aggressively, also fingering and licking Kriss' bum. With the anal prep work finished, Philipe rams his cock into Kriss with great power. His muscular thighs lead the assault, the most energetic of the flick's fucks. They rock the furniture big time with this powerhouse delivery. The fuck doesn't last all that long before Philipe frantically finishes himself off with a massive shot all over Kriss. They both look deservedly exhausted at the end.
Ronald, sporting a hunky muscular body and longish hair, comes to fetch Philipe, whom he makes wait in a chair as he shows Basti some streamed video of one of Basti's better moments. This time, he's ridden particularly hard by one unseen man (I'm assuming this is "The Mask") and a very handsome brunet mop top. Both tops have great bodies and punish Basti severely with their tag-team fucks. Basti is a loud little sprite, yowling through his session with both guys, but it all comes with the talent to take the very good poundings. Both tops cum on his face when they are done.
As the streaming goes on, Philipe falls asleep and dreams of himself with darker-skinned Cesar Moralez. Cesar sucks Philipe admirably, actually taking a face-fuck with very little complaint. Cesar then spits on and eats out Philipe's butt, not forgetting to suck his cock too. Rimming and fingering have so far meant that the recipient is about to get fucked, and it's a nice surprise to see former topman Philipe get it. Cesar isn't that strong a top, so it doesn't last that long, but when Philipe takes over the fucking, he brings back his lusty energy. They do it doggy and sideways, where an obviously proud Philipe pulls out to cum.
Alas, this scene was just a dream, but only feet away, Basti and Ronald have been turned on enough by their video stream to start doing it for real. Lean Basti is a stark contrast to the muscled smooth chiseled Ronald. Ronald has a big cock and Basti treats it quite well before parking his ass on it to ride. It's a lot to get inside an ass, but Basti makes it fit and with some good speed. He doesn't take too long before cumming, but Ronald isn't finished, so without even pulling out, he slams Basti down on the desk and continues to fuck him. Basti, full of bleats and facial twitches that look like crying, takes an impressive fuck from Ronald, who replaces his own dick with a giant black dildo in order to cum.
With Philipe slumbering in a chair somewhere else in the house, cum-coated Kriss wanders into a room where he finds bottle blond Felix Anders. Felix immediately kisses him, but Kriss protests on account of his boyfriend Philipe somewhere in the house. But, since he's not there in the room, Kriss submits and they continue. Felix sucks Kriss, trying his best to gulp all the way down to the shaft piercing. He eventually dives lower and licks at Kriss' ass, sliding fingers in as well. Bucking tradition somewhat, the duo falls to the floor where Kriss begins some serious assplay on Felix. The two 69 rim each other with particular delight and Kriss is pretty nasty with his finger-fucking. Kriss turns into a top this time (if he and Philipe are boyfriends, they are two very lucky flip-floppers) and fucks Felix heartily enough, able to turn him from doggy to missionary without pulling out. Felix is a bit tame and uninterested, but he cums being fucked and allows Kriss to shoot on him amidst a flurry of kisses.
As soon as they finish, Ronald comes in to get Kriss and the movie ends. "Will be continued..." it says. I guess that means no one has located Rico and the guys have to continue sucking, licking and fucking until he shows up. Not a bad way to spend the down time!
DVD features: Chapters; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Brent Blue
Oh, the lives of the leisurely lusty! While my parents took off occasionally for Catholic marriage retreat weekends, they left me in the hands of aged relatives or the old maids who lived down the street -- never in an luxurious mansion, all by my lonesome, to get into mischief and heated entanglements with other young members of the same sex. Thank goddess, then, for TitanMen Fresh's exuberant release, Where is Rico? Now I get to live vicariously through the steamy adventures and erotic encounters of the very youthful and well-hung lads on display in their latest release.
The action of Where is Rico? all takes place on a glorious estate where parentless youths indulge in all that comes naturally while, very "Beckett"-like, waiting for Rico (who disappears after the very hot first scenes) to show his face -- and other bulging body parts -- again.
The titular bandanna-clad Rico Hoffman -- who the box cover claims is a member of a boy band, hmmm! -- begins things with a bang. He is one of the hottest youths on display here, and after some glorious and heartfelt soul kissing with David Cassidy-haired Christophe Juvet and some nice cock-sucking provided by Juvet, Hoffman gets down to business. He kneels down and sucks upon Juvet's chunky cobra with heat and aptitude. Soon, with Juvet's rapturous murmurings of approval, he is fingering Juvet's slick and rapidly widening "backstreet boy." Without so much of another peek at his package though -- the major disappointment of this vignette -- Hoffman is soon shoving his plump "timberlake" of lust up Juvet's straining hole. Juvet, squirming "in sync" with Hoffman's movements, is quickly spewing all across his firm, hardened slide of a gut. In fact, I think this excited lad must have shot his wad -- out and about -- 98 degrees.
We do get a glorious view of Hoffman's proud, tall, wide-headed prong in the next segment though. Simpering, dye-job delight Basti Oliver wanders onto the scene and soon replaces Juvet in Hoffman's ever-wandering affections. Oliver molds himself, like Jell-O in a bowl, upon Hoffman's momentous dangler, giving us all a chance to watch him lovingly work over this spectacular flesh-colored rice crispy treat! Yum! While Oliver is preoccupied with Hoffman, swarthy Cesar Moralez enters and serves himself a heaping bowl of Oliver's bobbing, bouncing ass. Hoffman soon spews his package -- due to Oliver's heated attentions and leaves -- forevermore? -- as the two recently united lads Oliver and Moralez get down quickly to their own frisky brand of business. Moralez flips Oliver over and is soon coming at him with his bodacious beef bullion in attack mode. It is an extremely hot image to watch the darker Moralez go at the almost blindingly light Oliver with committed intensity and heat. (Once again, as in the previous scene, you get barely a glimmer of Moralez's cock before he imbues it into Oliver. This lack of foreplay is one of the major disappoints of this program, I believe.)
Oliver, who is featured in multiple scenes, is perhaps the most sloppily vocal bottom that I have ever witnessed. His howls, akin to Bo Derek's screams upon losing her leg in Orca, permeate his vignettes. This is both an extreme turn-on and extremely comical. While his sex partners are well-endowed and forceful, they are nowhere near as powerful as his responses make them out to be. At one point in time in his scene with the longhaired and luscious Ronald Laska, Oliver -- almost panicked in pleasure/pain -- knaws upon his fingers, whimpering while Laska, turned on by this display, pounds into him. Oliver does, however, nervous as a humming bird, alight himself, for a good period of time upon Laska's healthy beanpole -- giving us a nice chance to view this beautiful youth's corruptly thickening and altogether charming meat. (Something, as mentioned above, that has been missing from previous scenes.) Oliver then hops upon Laska's bouncing bologna sandwich and does his best Annie Oakley imitation by showing us all how to ride, ride, ride!
This saga wraps up on a rather romantic note with the well-met Philipe Marcus and Felix Anders. Marcus, the bulkier and oft-pierced member of this set, is playful and forceful, tugging controlling on Ander's thin nipples and riding the poor boy like Jamie Lee Curtis running down the corridors of the Terror Train. This floor fuck is nice and rollickingly sloppy with messy kisses and juicy grunts galore. Anders utters "I love you," just as the sexy Laska enters and leads the willing Marcus away. But where are these lads off wandering to? Both Anders and we (the viewers) must wonder and wait. The closing credits inform us that there is a sequel in the offing.
So it just goes to show you, even those left in luxury while their parents are on vacation, must suffer some. So better to see them than be them I say, and while Where is Rico? doesn't exactly reach Bel Ami heights, it is definitely worth being seen.
- Christian James