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Rick Bauer
Galen Maganos
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High Octane Productions | 2003 | 120 |
Rick Bauer gets the star treatment in "Cock Tales." His good looks have a kind of goofy quality (he has these ears that kind of stick out, kind of enhancing his jock appeal), but his hot body and uncut dick are made for erotic dreams. Set in a gay bar that does anything but discourage sex on the premises, director Hervé Handsome manages not only to create a realistic bar atmosphere, he also gathers together a gorgeous cast of horny Eastern European performers.
Rick, inside the bar, hooks up with the studly, soulful-eyed Jack Mecs, whose dick gets hard from the kisses he shares with Rick, who then shows off his expert cocksucking skills, and the way he uses his mouth and tongue would make anyone ache for some of the same. Jack then makes a slurpy meal of Rick's uncut schlong and inviting asshole. And watching Jack's big cock slide in Rick's behind is enticing, not to mention their climactic side-by-side cum-shots.
Rick, still exploring the club, happens upon a couple of guys in the bathroom -- handsome, thick-dicked Fred Fele and slim-goodie August Habarcs. One of the best things about watching Fred, that rarest of rare porn stars, is that he is a well-hung total bottom. Fele's ass is shapely, lightly furred and always open for business, and it's truly a treat to watch him work. Blond August is young and well endowed, too. He and Fred put on quite a show for Rick, sucking each other, Fred taking Habarc's uncut meat doggy, and then sitting on it front-to-back. Rick watches it all with rapt attention until both shoot massive loads.
A seven-man orgy (Justin Stewart, Tyson Naphal, Tyler Savas, Terence Kiadas, Rick Bauer, Gary Zabal and Daniel Paxton) in the bar's main room has Rick totally getting into the action. Blows all around get the party started with Rick latching onto Tyson, who burns up the screen with his buff physique and buzz-cut. Soon, Tyler, who kisses Rick passionately as Tyson sucks Rick, joins them. From there, the fucking gets intense with the guys trading off and switching positions with each other (everyone bottoming, save for strict tops Isidore and Terence). Cute Tim proves to be adept at topping and bottoming; he goes from getting his ass plowed by Tyson to flip-flopping and spearing Tyson's smooth bubble-butt, then going ass-up to receive Isidore's meat. For the finale, all of the studs cream Daniel, in the middle of the floor, one after another. Throughout, the camerawork is good at capturing the action.
Two twink-ish guys, Galen Maganos and Justin Stewart, meet in a back room that is tricked out with a nice jail theme. Justin blows Galen's cock, which he is fed through the bars of the faux cell. Moving to an energetic fuck, Galen, one leg propped up for easier access, opens his tight hole for Justin's dick. In an inspired use of the set, Galen rides Justin while holding the bars of the cell, both the angle of the shot and the lighting are especially good, the camera getting a nice shot of the penetration. Galen strokes his cock as Justin thrusts into him missionary, he blows his load into his navel as Justin continues to fuck him, Justin pulls out, spews, and Galen is then doused with his cum.
Rick returns for a three-way with muscle hunk Tyrone Heccel and adorable Agustin Agar. Agustin and Tyrone are already getting started when Rick arrives, kissing and groping each other. Rick joins in, and soon all three are displaying prodigious erections under their white underwear. It is here that Rick gives his best performance, hardly a moment passes when both his ass and mouth are not filled to bursting with hard cock. Tyrone and Agustin are extremely well endowed, and Rick handles getting plugged at both ends like a pro. Particularly good are the shots of Rick riding Tyrone's hard dick (his own dick hard as a rock) as he's sucking Agustin, and the shots of Rick reclining in Tyrone's arms getting fucked hard by Agustin as Tyron jerks Rick's cock and plays with Rick's nipples. All three shoot huge loads, kiss, and the screen fades out.
DVD features: Scene selection; auto-start, auto-repeat; galleries; behind-the-scenes footage; stereo sound; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A VHS + DVD Review by Martin Cox
Herve Handsome's latest High Octane release, Cock Tales, throbs with a surprising (and significant) shift in sexual attitudes by both the director and his largely Hungarian cast. In the past, Handome's films have almost always brought together straight characters (played mostly by straight actors) in a situation or location without women where they turn to each other for surrogate satisfaction. Here, for the first time, however, his characters are all gay men brought together by choice -- in a gay bar -- each clearly on the prowl for another man. This scenario has affected the performances accordingly, and the actors connect with each other in ways we have not often seen before in his films.
This seismic shift is seen most clearly in the star turn of the film's central character, played by Rick Bauer, who monopolizes three of the five sex scenes and plays an integral nonsexual part in a fourth. He tops and bottoms with equal agility and treats each carnal encounter as if it were the best sex he'd ever had. His physique remains enviably buff, his uncut cock relentlessly hard, his beefy butt eminently available and his countenance an ever-changing canvas of believable emotions. In short, under Handsome's shrewd direction, Bauer has moved from trade star to gay superstar.
Cock Tales opens as he enters a bar draped with the rainbow flag. Easing his way through the crowd of men, some of whom are already making out on the premises, he orders a drink and (with a quietly hungry glint in his eye) sits back to appraise the prospects. Before long, he strolls into the back room, where he spots his first conquest of the evening. The object of his attention (Jacks Mecs, an equally buff specimen just beginning to salt and pepper at the temples) is clearly as interested as he is. No words are necessary. Their eyes lock, and after a brief but heavy cruise, they make a bee-line for one another to kiss and immediately grope each other's crotch.
Within moments, Bauer is on his knees, servicing Mecs with his usual skill, and when the older man reciprocates, he reveals a surprising ability to deep-throat, a rarity among Eastern Europeans. (Bauer has yet to master that skill, and we urge him to do so.) Mecs is also an expert rimmer, and he thoroughly tongue-lubes the star before effortlessly penetrating him. During the multiposition rutting that follows, both show great stamina -- especially during the lap fuck in which Bauer bounces to his first orgasm of the evening.
Next, our star meanders into the bar's bathroom, where blond August Habarcs is taking a leak and brunet Fred Fele is washing his hands. On his way out, Habarcs casually feels up Fele's ass as a sign of interest, and before you know it, they are locked in an embrace, trading tongues and spit. (The slender Habarcs has obviously been working out at the gym and is beginning to acquire some definition. He has never looked better.) Although Habarcs and Fele are both topnotch performers, what makes the scene special is Bauer's voyeuristic fascination with what they are doing -- and the couple's exhibitionistic delight in showing off for him.
In spite of Habarc's limited sexual repertoire (he has yet to suck cock onscreen), he here seems more comfortable with enjoying the male body than ever before, kissing, stroking and fucking Fele with unprecedented passion. Fele, of course, is a consummate cocksucker, and Habarc's scepter of a cock is something to kneel before. Best of all are their smug glances at Bauer, as if to say, "Like watching? Well, go ahead. Watch this." The routine is especially arousing during the swivel-hipped, standing doggie fuck and when the two exhibitionists plop onto the toilet for a lap dance, Fele skewers himself to orgasm. It is, however, Habarc's storm of spooge-sleet that caps the scene.
The centerpiece of the film is an eight-man orgy in the main bar, where an octet of butch beauties suck each other stiff before breaking up into various couples to fuck. Among those present are veterans Terence Kiadas, Tim Brensen, Isidore Nadas, Justin Stewart, newcomers Gary Zabal, Tyson Naphal, Tyler Savas -- and Bauer himself, who here struts his stuff as a top man, drilling both Savas and Stewart before the finale in which everyone stands over Stewart (flat on the floor) to soak his body with their cum.
The only scene in which Bauer does not appear is the next one. In it, two baby-faced brunets, multipierced Galen Maganos and pale-skinned Daniel Paxton, sit in adjoining alcoves, cruising each other, separated only by a prison-bar partition. A realistic erotic connection is made before the physical contact, which makes it easy to believe that these are two gay guys in heat, not straight actors on a set having sex for the director's camera. Their eye contact and prickteasing of each other generates so much sexual tension that by the time they move to suck each other through the bars, the scene is already soaring.
The action builds nicely as Paxton slips into Maganos' cubicle for kissing, sucking, undressing and hot mutual handjobs. And then they fuck. Usually a hot bottom, Paxton here is strictly top, and he acquits himself admirably, plowing into the willing Maganos in several positions all over their superbly lit little love nest. Unfortunately, Maganos' money shot is not captured from the best angle, but Paxton's is.
Bauer is back for the last scene, a three-way in the back room. There he watches the sultry, raven-haired Agustin Agar locked in a heated embrace with a gym-built, semitradey newcomer Tyrone Heccel. It's not long, of course, before the sight turns on Bauer enough to join them, and neither stranger seems to mind. The multi-positioned sucking (by Agar and Bauer only) is potent stuff, especially when both kneel to feed Heccel's thick cock back and forth from mouth to mouth while kissing.
The anal action is torrid, too. Both Agar and Heccel take turns drilling into Bauer's ever-inviting ass. Heccel in particular is a deep-thrust fucker, burying his entire shaft between Bauer's pliable asscheeks as the star strokes and moans contentedly. All three deliver impressive money shots, but Bauer's fountain of jizz is the best, and the film ends on his expressive face. He is sated at last -- well, at least for the moment.
Eastern European films have long been criticized for sexual action that is energetic but dispassionate. The uncut men are usually gorgeous and hung but all too often not believably involved in the man-to-man sex. In Cock Tales, at least, that is no longer true.
- Jerry Douglas