Ms. Peggy Lee got it all wrong. Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade, it's dicks that give me fever. Even though the title is a bit ubiquitous, after viewing this luscious Euro film, I found that it was aptly named. Like "Star Wars," the flick opens with an ominous written prologue. As the words pile into paragraphs, we learn that the fiction behind "Fever" concerns a very unsexy topic: biological warfare. It's a twisted tale about a sex gas that, once unleashed, spurs the enemy troops into uncontrollable sex. This is definitely not your run-of-the-mill Agent Orange.
Testing the effects of the sex gas are an unsuspecting Matt Gutar and Honza Banan, a couple of Czech reservists patrolling a wooded area. When they stop to enjoy a polite lunch, they become unwitting guinea pigs. While military officials watch through binoculars, the gas is released several yards from where they're sitting. At first, Honza and Matt just notice an odd smell. As the odor intensifies, Honza feels an odd compulsion to kiss his buddy. Observing and taking notes on the effects of the gas is Eric Flower. He crouches a few yards away in the bushes, protecting himself from queer impulses with a gas mask and military-issue poncho, lest the gas penetrate his skin. Feeling the full effect, Matt and Honza strip and give into the sex, Matt blowing an excited Honza while Eric scribbles in his pad. A good 30 yards away, the top brass is high-fiving, pleased with the results. Matt and Honza don't waste a lot of time with foreplay, hurriedly getting to the good stuff. Moments after we see Honza's winking hole in close-up, Matt spreads his buddy's legs and starts fucking.
Either Eric's protective gear isn't working as well as he thought, or he's seduced by what's he's watching. He tosses his notebook, gas mask and poncho aside, gets naked and brazenly masturbates while watching. Maybe it's the secondary effects of the gas, but Matt and Honza don't bat an eye when this powerfully muscular stranger suddenly shows up and wants to make it a three-way. Eric squats over Honza's face and feeds him uncut dick while Matt picks up the pace. With a subtle wink, Matt moves aside so that Eric can take a turn. Honza quickly shifts to his hands and knees, not missing a beat. Matt sees an opportunity to get a rim, so Eric pulls Honza into a new position so Matt's hole can get a good licking. Everyone is having a lovely time, and the three-way continues until sunset. All three finally line up side by side and spray the woodland ferns with their spunk. Looks like the gas works.
There's no shortage of test subjects, either. Rocky Buresh and Thomas get blasted with the gas during their morning ablutions. Suddenly shaving isn't nearly as important as stuffing your mouth with military cock. Thomas is the aggressor, licking Rocky's chin with long feline tongue swipes. It's difficult to gauge how Rocky feels about the whole thing; he keeps his eyes clamped shut in much the same way a finicky kid would when confronted with cold lima beans. Thomas moves south, hoping to get a more positive reaction by freeing Rocky's prick from his camouflage pants, then popping it into his mouth. Rocky does warm up a bit, moving one hand from his hip to the back of Tom's head by way of encouragement. He brings Tom from his knees and slides two or three fingers into his buddy's hole, which oddly enough, seems to be already be lubed up and ready to go. Top brass continues to stay at a distance, observing how the sex progresses. They seem particularly pleased when Rocky bends Tom in half and starts fucking. One of the more appealing elements of the scene is the bright sunshine, glorifying both Rocky and Tom's tan skin. Tom has a haphazard grip on a huge rubber tire, and between the blazing sun and the strange position, he seems barely able to keep up his end of the fuck. He gets a break when they switch positions, using the center of the tire as a cradle for his muscular frame. Rocky presses the palms of his hands down firmly along the undersides of Tom's thighs. It's a very athletic position, and it forces his massive pecs to squeeze together forcefully. And as in scene one, they fuck so long that the sun has started to set, and when they cum, their loads land on rose-hued skin.
Tommy Alvarez and Michal Super are half in the bag when they're gassed, chuckling like hooligans and falling down drunk. The sex gas just serves to move things along a bit. Unlike other test subjects, Michal and Tommy don't move right into hardcore sex, preferring instead to admire one another's hardons while jerking off. But Tommy is overcome with lust and scoots over to put his mouth on Michal's thick and veiny throbber, filmed wonderfully in close-up. These are my kind of guys -- handsome without being overly so, the type of guys you'd find hosting the Friday night frat bash on campus. Cocksucking is only a prelude to what these guys seem to want most: tender kisses. While they make out, they let their dicks duel and their hands wander. Michal finds Tommy's moist crack, slips on a condom and takes his buddy against a tree. They only change positions so that they can move their bodies closer together.
When further proof of the effectiveness of the gas is required, Viktor Radek and Carlos Silva are the next in line to be seduced by its effects. Unlike the others, a bit of belligerence is an unexpected side effect. Viktor aggressively grabs Carlos by the back of the neck and into a kiss, something Carlos obviously doesn't want. And he doesn't go quietly. It takes Carlos a little longer than most to succumb. When Viktor stoops to blow him, it seems that at any moment Carlos might smack him alongside his head to retaliate.
These are the thinnest guys here, and they keep their clothes on a bit longer than the other, supremely muscular Europeans we've watched thus far. When Carlos and Viktor finally strip down completely, we get our first glimpses of Viktor's impressive cock, at least 10 inches of uncut meat. Finally in the swing of things, Carlos goes to town, his entire upper torso rocking as he bobs back and forth. Carlos wants to go the distance, resting in the grass and brazenly showing off his hole to Viktor. It's quite an invitation considering Viktor's size. The fucking is great, but it's when they paused to 69 that I really perked up. Aside from the variance in cock sizes, these guys were made for each other and their bodies just seem to fit together like two puzzle pieces.
Finally satisfied that they have sufficient data on their new biological weapon, our top brass, Sergej Ural and Suro Davaj, pack up their gear and prepare to head off into the sunset. They're intercepted by nearly everyone that they've made guinea pigs of thus far. Punishment, as is always the case in these kinds of films, is in sexual form. It's a short and sweet ending to the film. But even before they get fucked by some pissed-off Czechs, they're humiliated with a pleasant bit of light spanking. I particularly liked Sergej's ass, not just because of its appealing plumpness, but because of how nicely it reddened after repeated whacks. And if being spanked and gang-fucked weren't humiliation enough, they're thrown to the ground and used as spunk targets.
DVD features: Chapters; cum-shots chapter; gallery; behind-the-scenes footage; trailers ("London Calling," "Where Is Rico?" and "Skaterz"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent
Czech soldiers Matt Gutar and Honza Banan are doing reconnaissance in a sunlit forest. They stop to eat lunch while officers Sergej Ural and Suro Davaj keep them under surveillance. If you're into northern European blonds, check out Teutonic god Sergej Ural. With an incredible build and striking blue eyes, he is the ideal Scandinavian masterpiece of man flesh (and just wait 'til he gets nekkid!). Vladamir, played by Eric Flower, is under orders to release the gas and observe the effects. When the two soldiers take a whiff of the noxious green gas, the soldiers make out, strip and trade off sucking each other as Flower creeps closer. While Gutar is plowing Banan (is the condom they use military issue I wonder?), Flower feeds his cock to bottoming Banan before flipping him around to take his turn in Banan's bowels. Flower's cumshot should win a distance shot award as the other two nurse on his man teats.
Hot boy Tommy Alvarez and Michel Super are walking through the forest singing because they are drunk as hell. Just as expected, fully suited Flower appears to release the gas and sits back to watch the two slowly strip out of their clothes to get at each other's junk. Alvarez takes his time smoking Super's schlong before he presents his hairy hole for Super to fuck. As all good bottoms should, Alvarez maintains a sizeable hard on while getting pounded in a variety of positions and literally shoots his cum three feet or so off camera (with that kind of distance, I would have liked to have seen a self-administered open-mouthed facial).
Viktor Radek and Carlos Silva are next up as Ural and Davaj's sexual guinea pigs. When the gas hits these two, Radek forces Silva to the side of the road and practically swallows his cock. You won't be able to miss the monster dwelling inside Radek's pants -- his cock is fucking huge! Silva bottoms for Radek at the side of the road, then tops him in grassy field until they both cum.
Angered by their unwilling participation in this nefarious experiment, Dion Philips and Honza Banan return with Flower at gunpoint to arrest, strip and severely spank Ural and Davaj for their deception. When Ural and Davaj escape briefly, they are chased down and caught for a rather willing man feast of pounding penii, furry-globed cheeks and spurting cocks. The premise of the movie is clever enough to entertain, but a few couplings in the film border on mechanical. The best chemistry however is between big dicked Radek and willing bottom Silva. The DVD extras include a scene selection, photo gallery, cumshot review, a behind-the-scenes feature, studio contact and Web site information.
- Jack Moore