Zeb Atlas is one of the sexiest musclegods I've ever seen. Ever.
Zeb is hyper-masculinity personified with his huge muscles, dark wavy hair, gorgeous face and thick cock. But, beyond his many physical qualities, he also possesses a warm charisma. His smile is devastating. The glint in his eyes intoxicating. Even his happy-go-lucky gate is a turn-on. And what better way to illustrate his many charms than through a day-in-the-life flick that showcases his sensual, athletic and nasty sides. No matter the scenario, he delivers just the right amount of emotion or attitude to make whatever he's doing sexy as all get-out. From head to toe, inside and out, he's a complete and total knockout.
A caretaker is ostensibly a man that takes care of the estate of an owner who is absent. Even though Zeb never mows a lawn or trims a hedge, he definitely takes care of business. In the opener, "The First Encounter," Zeb strips out of his jeans and a skin-tight singlet, rubbing and flexing his huge muscles as his beautiful flaccid penis dangles ever so temptingly between thighs so large and muscular that they should be registered as weapons. Standing in front of a crackling fireplace, he presents for consideration a variety of poses, including several where his bubble-butt is front and center. Director Rob Taylor frames the camera strictly from the viewer's perspective. In other words, his camera worships this man like my eyes would (in person, if given the chance). He pans up and down, pausing to stare at a muscle or a vein or a buttcheek or a grin. Capturing each moment as if it's the last, and often in delicious close-up.
Luckily, there are many more moments to savor, and for "The Workout" we head outside for a midday weight-training session in the sun. Now, wearing only running shoes, a jockstrap and a grin, Zeb lifts weights as his muscles grow even larger than before as he gets a good pump. He then flexes (removing the jockstrap) and really gets into the posing more and more until he's totally pumped and glistening. (What I wouldn't give to lick the sweat off those guns!)
In "The Lover," we really get to see how huge Zeb is -- he's a living giant! He barely clears the top of the door without hitting his head, and once in the room, his head nearly touches the ceiling, it seems. He whispers sweet-nothings to me, um, the camera, and then gets down to business for an awesome pud-pull. Not only is his body enormous, but so is his big-headed cock. My goodness. Mere words cannot explain. Anyway, he sprawls out on a bed to caress his muscles and jerks himself to climax, covering his upper thigh and pubic hair with his gooey load. The final time spent with my beloved Zeb is in a sequence titled "You're Mine." Here he sports leather short-shorts, vest, gloves and biker boots. Un-fucking-believable! Master and commander, talk dirty to me, baby. His talk is appropriately tougher than in the previous sequences, and, man, did it get me going. He doffs the get-up eventually, oils up, and flexes as he peppers his movements with dirty-talk, swinging that big cock to and fro, ending with: "You're mine now, little man. Mine." Truer words have never been spoken.
Quite simply, Zeb Atlas as "The Caretaker" is muscle worship at its best.
DVD features: An easy-to-navigate menu; chapter selections; previews; and no regional coding (NTSC, playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Butch Harris