The one thing that you need to know about "Cabin Tales" is that it offers up a plethora of big orgasms -- there are more money-shots here than in a documentary on the U.S. Mint.
In fact, so great are the cum-shots that they help alleviate the burden of a shopworn (if serviceable) plot. Stop me if you've heard this one before: a big group of hot guys in a vacation house (fireside, after the big game, at a bar) regale each other with tales of past sexual conquests (cue flashbacks), all of which incites a big orgy in the final scene. It's the groan-inducing gay porn equivalent of the horror movie "Let's all split up so that the crazed killer can axe us one at a time" device. Why does no one ever think of other pastimes, either mental (What, no Pictionary?) or physical (What, no naked Twister? -- well, sort of) when they're bored out of their minds at a vacation cabin? And why does this bother me so much?!
Ah well, no matter. Since cum-shots are what we came (and cum) for, mission accomplished in a very big way. This Eastern European director's signature is to often present them without the benefit of manual manipulation, in effect protracting the orgasms as long as possible. The result is akin to the same breathless anticipation on the part of the viewer that usually accompanies, say, the delayed opening of an Oscar envelope. What an interesting world it would be if cocks did indeed uncontrollably spew, mid-coitus, or just from focusing on them hard enough. It works like gangbusters onscreen, and the sleight-of-hands-free delivery keeps this rather long production watchable throughout.
The first action scene, and the only duo, features two well-hung studpups, Rick Farmer and Casey Princ, whose uncut dicks stay rock-hard even after one of these enthralling moments, in which Rick and Casey's crossed swords pump out thick jets of spunk in rapid succession. And all of this before the two get down to serious cocksucking. Fucking in the scene fares slightly less enthralling, in what reads as a functional, if not literal, deflowering of Casey's pucker. The scene is almost maddeningly tentative, with Casey finally getting the hang of things by the finale, where he and Rick once again produce big, creamy loads.
Next, Nicolas Corby drops the only thing he's wearing, a towel, and his raging erection impels Richy Clever, Chose Armando and Miguel de Chansues to do the same. The quartet then uses an indoor picnic table for support as they dive into a raunchy orgy featuring side-by-side blowjobs and fucking. The stunning footage of this action includes tight close-ups of penetration, with the bottom dudes' always-erect meat flailing around underneath the penetration. Four more amazing cum-shots bring things to a raucous close.
You can almost hear the internal, insincere "whoopsie" when Michael Key is caught spying on hugely built Eric Flower and handsome Gary Brickman as they piss in the woods. Michael tells the tale of his punishment for his voyeurism: he is forced to sexually service the two studs back at their cabin. Had it been me and I had known that was the penalty, I would have stepped on a dry stick or two on purpose. Michael's oral skills are so good that they'll make you wish it was your dick he was lovingly licking with his bee-stung, pouty lips. Eric and Gary each fuck Michael's throat then his ass, and Michael handles both studs with ease. There are (need I say it?) memorable cum-shots from all three, and the scene ends with one monster load from Michael as he perches on Eric's cock (Eric lifts his head and obscures part of it, but you can't blame him for wanting to see, too).
As gamin young studs go, long-haired cutie Ruslan Peterko is pretty choice, so it's a big plus to find out he's also voraciously sexual. In his tale, he recalls the night when he ably took on roommates Daniel Nicolaus, Bob Crane and Dion Davydov, bottoming for all. It's quite a night to remember. Ruslan steals the scene, easily grabbing the spotlight from the others with his horniness. Whatever that indefinable "it" quality is that makes people into stars, Ruslan possesses it in abundance. At one point, he even literally hangs from the rafters as his playmates gather around to take turns tasting his cock. In much of the remainder of the scene, Ruslan is positioned on all-fours, going down on one stud while the others make good use of their completely open access to his ass. Ruslan gets fucked, has his cock sucked, and is blowing another guy all at the same time, all of which he does remarkably well. Ruslan's last cum-shot is one of the best, produced while he's riding a hard cock, a slow and steady stream of jizz that leaks out of his cockhead and drizzles down the shaft.
Every story now has been told, with the expected results, a roomful of hard dicks. Only one thing left to do: pump out even more cum. The four-way action gives Ruslan, Michael, Casey and Nicolas another chance to shine, and they do. But yet another lurker is in the midst, played by Richy Clever. Richy watches from a window as the dudes unleash torrents of white stuff (elicited by a daisy-chain suckfest), but they aren't so caught up in multiple orgasms that they don't notice, and soon Richy is brought inside for the finale. Richy's thick meat reaches for the skies as he gets in the middle for a face-fucking by every other guy, and then he is held aloft as Ruslan fucks him from underneath. This acrobatic act is then upstaged by a cluster fuck and side-by-side doggy plowing, ending with a round of perfectly executed, voluminous pop-shots from all five.
Lucky Richy -- now he has his own tale of sexual adventure to relate, should he ever find himself trapped in this unfortunate plot device again.
DVD features: Chapters; gallery; trailers ("Raw 2," "Tourist Hunting" and "Desperate Husbands"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Martin Cox