t's almost futile to drone on and on about the substandard and amateur aspects of these types of videos. Because there are so few labels offering black porn of any type, fans have learned to endure the poor lighting, editing and sound quality, as long as they get to see some throbbing dark cock.
There's no exception here. Other than a brief snowball fight at the beginning, the rest of this movie hisses, buzzes and hums on the inside of a room a the no-tell motel. It's a little distracting to have the still camera photographer flashing off-screen as the video is being made. Granted, the art department at Bacchus almost always makes their glossy boxes the envy of the bargain bin.
Bobby Blake and Flex-Deon Blake were the only names that I recognized in the credits. I'm not sure if this pair are still lovers, but while Bobby Blake still has that beefy bad boy quality, Flex-Deon's physique is in danger of heading the way of straight porn legend Ron Jeremy. Flex still sports all of his tattoos and piercings, including his "omigodhowbigisthat" dick ring.
A good portion of the beginning of the movie involves the men packed into the bathroom, getting cleaned up and dressed. To go where? I have no clue, as the next scene has them daisy-chaining on the motel comforter. The good portion of this movie is oral, with the exception of the Blakes and one guy at the end with a pretty fine cock.
Bobby Blake performs a bit with the guy sucking his bone and a banana and then the banana peel, but that's about as interesting as this movie tries to be. At the end, at least everyone gets a chance to cum., I thought I'd tell you that, because you may never get that far into the movie.
- Harry Bayer