Lube Job: Gay Erotic Video Index

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"Lube Job" marks the directorial debut of the humpy and the hairy Parker Williams, an always-welcome force in front of the camera. Mr. Williams may have his paws on the camera here (as well as appearing in front of it), but the greasy fingerprints of signature Raging Stallion are apparent throughout. But, under Parker's tutelage, the usual flow is rudely and happily disrupted.
Cory Koons certainly has a unique look, one that becomes more appealing with each successive film of his I've seen. Looking scruffier than usual, he truly rules the roost here, even though he's used by the others over and over again. He appears intermittently throughout, clashing with different combinations of tops. But don't feel sorry for Cory -- as any experienced bottom-boy will tell you, it's not the top who has the ultimate control. Parker decides to toss us right into the action, bypassing the usual warm-up credit roll. The opening frames feature the incredibly muscular Marc Williams politely using the palm of one big hand to keep Cory's bobbing head in motion. Marc's got his muscle-T slipped behind his shoulders, making his pecs and nipples look that much larger. Cory doesn't seem to have any problem staying on task. With Marc's briefs tucked under his fat balls, Cory doesn't even need to hold Marc's dong in place. He's free to concentrate on sucking, something that doesn't go unnoticed (or unappreciated) by Marc. Marc is packing many inches, and fat inches to boot. That's a lot of dick to manage, so Cory does take time out for a little pit, pec and nipple worship before he crashes back onto his knees for more.
When Marc raises out of the seated position, he towers over his partner. Standing like this, it's easy to appreciate the many hours Marc must have spent in the gym, morphing his body into its magnificent shape. The director is no fool, making sure that the camera snatches up long moments of nothing but Marc planted on the floor and keeping Cory in motion. Bent over a metal desk, the kind you'd find in a school principal's office, Marc claims Cory's hole for his own, throwing him the first fuck of many to come. Filmed from underneath, Cory's ass looks especially greasy and slick, sending out tiny sucking sounds whenever Marc's hips meet his backside. It seems that Cory prefers getting fucked on his back; moments after he's flipped, he jacks his dick off onto his belly. But don't think for a moment that Marc is done fuckin' -- he isn't. And with his legs tucked underneath him and only the balls of his feet for support and balance, Marc forces Cory into a tight little ball on top of the slippery desk. Thankfully Marc drops his load before Cory's knees blow out. Then it's a slap on the ass and back to work for Cory Koons.
And now the credits roll, introducing us to the men while offering little glimpses of the kinds of delicious sexual abuse Cory will be forced to endure. Eventually, Cory will come face to face with J.D. Kollin, a hairy dynamo with a handsome face. In a secluded tearoom, the walls inked with generic graffiti and quickly-drawn, oversized penises, J.D. finds inspiration to masturbate. Hats off to the set designer. Between the piss-stained urinal, filthy walls and trash bins, you'd swear you were in an authentic men's room, just like the high-traffic ones at Port Authority. But does J.D. hesitate for even a moment to get naked and jack off right next to the urinal? Hell, no! I swear I could smell the rank piss while I watched J.D. beat his meat. And from the loving way J.D. lets his fingertips linger over the graffiti, I'm sure it's the sights and odors that get him over the top. His lovely session cums to a close with a highly stylized close-up of J.D.'s seed rolling down one side of the urinal, clinging to the slimy porcelain for just a moment before dripping onto the tile.
Parker also seems to have a thing for male odors. Like me, he's also got a healthy appreciation for the subtle scent of a slightly used jockstrap. I haven't gotten to the point where I keep one stashed in my desk drawer at work like Parker, however. Parker's even got an industrial-sized container of lube on hand for his midday stroke sessions. He strips down and slowly drags the jock through the hair on his chest, leaving a scent trail in its wake. With lube at his fingertips, he sits back down in his office chair, eager to check this little activity off his to-do list. He doesn't even bother to take off his workboots or tatty jeans, but just plops the whole mess onto the top of his desk and gets down to business. Scooping sweat out of his pits and from underneath his balls, he adds natural lube to the mix, finally standing up and spraying across the desktop. What cum doesn't get on his paperwork, he eats off his fingers.
I wonder if they're hiring at the lube factory where these studs work? J.D. and Parker, still hungry even after their respective wanks, still find time to corner Cory in the stockroom and forcibly put him on his knees. In moments he's got his mouth too full to complain or protest, even as J.D. and Parker wink conspiratorially over his head and strip off their clothes. Parker and his buddy J.D. are two different kinds of hairy, even leaving aside the fact that one is blond and the other is not. There aren't that many men who have silky hair sprouting from their shoulders and lats that I find irresistible; Parker is one of those few.
Poor Cory. They don't even let the little fucker take off his jeans until they're ready to fuck his ass. Parker spreads Cory's cheeks inches from the lens of the camera, showing himself and the horny viewer an asshole that truly is the walking definition of butthole. Parker has an erotic hands-free technique that suits him, holding his arms slightly akimbo and letting his hips carry all the motion. Cory's bent at the waist, kept firmly in place by Parker. And with a mouth full of J.D., he can't rebut or reply to the nasty verbal exchanges going on over his back. Switching it up, J.D. flips Cory full on his back and fills the space in Cory's ass left by Parker. It's a typical tag-teaming, but with a constant stream of sex chatter between Parker and J.D., each man encouraging the other. At one point, Parker puts his bottom-boy in an awkward position that defies description, driving Cory's face and left shoulder uncomfortably into the floor. These are two dominant tops in peak form; as Parker skunks Cory, J.D. comes alongside and follows suit.
Back in the tearoom, Rick Storm and Manuel Torres have shaken the last drops of piss from their cocks and have moved onto other things. It's difficult to say who looks hungrier, Rick or Manuel. They barely stop to make genuine eye contact, so intense is their focus on strange dick. Without exchanging a single hello, they both agree to mutually whack off, each using the other's crotch for visual inspiration. Parker's found two more exquisitely hairy men in Rick and Manuel. Manuel in particular sets the camera ablaze with his semi-styled beard and untamed bush. He stays put by the urinal, marking territory, while Rick makes himself comfortable on the toilet, neither one daring to close the distance. But as he gets close to orgasm, Rick gets brave and leans his shirtless frame against the cold bathroom wall, less than a foot and a half from Manuel's wild jacking. Getting in Manuel's space seems to do the trick, and they add their spunk to the squalid, sticky mess on the floor, including J.D.'s forgotten, dried-up drippings.
After Marc, Parker and J.D., little Cory still has the energy to masturbate. The tearoom is obviously an active pleasure hotspot, and Cory steals a few moments for himself, toying with his Prince Albert and cramming several fingers up his ass. And didn't his mother teach this pup anything about hygiene? Cory pads around the restroom in his bare feet, diddling his exposed hole and balls scant millimeters from old cum slime. He picks up an abandoned bottle of lube and uses it to feed his hungry hole. And just as he's licking his own cum from his fingers, he's interrupted by Marc.
Before Cory can make an exit, his boss pulls out his prick for a second round. Now when Marc Williams pops his fly for breathing room, he's quite literally hauling out his dick. Even before he's erect, this gorgeous piece of meat is something to contend with, having a distinct and tantalizing heaviness to it. And if his pecs were stunning to look at before, here, as he rolls his muscle-T just an inch above the nipples, they're breathtaking. While getting blown, he does a little impromptu flexing and posing. This time, he's good to go without fucking, and unloads his second load of the day onto Cory's chest.
Cory is again told to get back to work, but is immediately sidetracked on his way out of the company toilet. This time, he's gangfucked by three dudes -- Manuel Torres, Jacob Slader and Rick Storm -- who waste no time in forcing Cory to the concrete floor. Honestly, I don't know how his knees take the abuse. Jacob is, of course, the ringleader, shoving Cory's head into Manuel's crotch while giving him explicit verbal instructions -- likewise when Cory prepares to blow Rick. Cory continues blowing all three men, hitting each corner of the triangle in equal measure.
Both Manuel and Rick sidle up to admire Cory's puckerhole, pawing and fingering with not-so-delicate touches. But Jacob claims first dibs on entering, fucking Cory in his signature aggressive style. The other men watch and play with themselves, waiting their turn like hounds waiting for the alpha dog to relinquish his bone. Patience pays off, and finally Manuel then Rick get their moment with Cory. For me, hotter than all that fucking was watching Manuel Torres masturbating while waiting on the proverbial bench, his eyes glazed over with lust. He jacks his hooded prick achingly slow, in no obvious hurry to blow his load. He's the opposite of Jacob, who finally brings himself off with a forceful skull fuck.
Parker Williams' time in front of the camera has obviously prepared him for his work behind it. His on-screen appearance is a wonderful added bonus for fans like myself who will greedily take any opportunity to watch Parker in action. And for a first-time director who wants to bring quality pig sex to the screen, I don't think that he couldn't have picked a better studio than Raging Stallion.
DVD features: Chapters; interviews (Michael Brandon chats with Parker Williams and Rick Storm); trailer ("Downright Dangerous"); and no regional coding.
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent

From GayVideoDad

This is Parker Williams' directorial debut, in which Cory Koons is pretty much everyone's little bitch. All the sex happens in, from what I can tell, a factory for ID brand lubricants. Either that, or it's a bit of clever product placement from the studio's investors. Speaking of product placement, Koon's fucks himself with a bottle of the product while jacking off in the men's room after playing bottom boy for both JD Kollin and director Williams.
It's no wonder that Raging Stallions grabbed Koons as an exclusive; his elegant Asian features contrast beautifully with his motley assortment of bright tattoos, piercings and scruffy facial hair, embodying the studio's image of raw manly men. His performance is quite remarkable too, although we don't get much acting from him since his mouth and ass are virtually stuffed for the entire movie, quite often at the same time. There is, however, no plot to the film, so don't look for one. Honestly, it really doesn't matter, because you'll be whipping out the joy jelly for your own personal lube job.
For those of us into the natural hairy look, this flick is a real treat with Williams, newcomer Rick Storm, thickly hung Manuel Torres and the sexy fuckpup Kollin. Fans of Williams will want to own this one; not only did he direct and star in the film, suck his own cum from his fingers after his solo, but he is interviewed for 14 minutes by hung legend Michael Brandon. Another interview between hairy-chested Rick Storm and Brandon is also included. Regardless of what kind of porn you're into, this one has a must-see cast doing what sexy men should do -- each other!

- Jack Moore

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