There's nothing like a well-intentioned hike through the wilderness to transform the best of buds into bitter, angry queens. Number one rule when going on a nature hike? Have the proper footwear. Second rule? Abandon friends who begin bitching after the first quarter mile.
Jacob Slader takes his forays into nature seriously and won't be sidetracked, even when he's heavily cruised by blondie Caleb Carter. Jacob's hiking mate, Chad Thomas (the Jack of "Mount Jack") doesn't have quite the same level of endurance (or willpower), and tells Jacob to "piss off," does a 180 and heads back for some twink action. Looks like Jacob is hiking solo.
In nature, fresh twink is likely to be devoured within seconds. By the time Chad circles back, Dick James, a brunet with fleshy pecs and a Hoover-style approach to sucking cock, is already servicing Caleb. We don't even get a good look at Caleb's manhood until several minutes into the scene. From the moment Chad interrupts these two, though, Caleb's cock is firmly stuffed inside Dick's mouth. Chad conveys his interest by pulling out his own peter and jacking off. All he needs is the universal nod of approval from Caleb, and this outdoor twosome becomes a threesome. With Dick still busy on his knees, Caleb bends at the waist to sample Chad's cock. Not to be outdone, Dick also scrambles for a taste of Chad, eager to demonstrate his vacuum-powered sucking skills. And with his undies stretched between his calves, a happy Chad grins and lets the two pups go to town, each trying to outdo the other. After a short rimjob, Dick is ready to ride. That's one of the problem with nature fucks -- Chad has no place to stretch out except on the ground. But who cares when you have a humpy brunet bouncing up and down on your dick? Caleb, the most unlikely of tops, tag-teams Dick with his new buddy before spraying his goo on Jack's shoulder. Without a word, typical when hooking up in the woods, Chad gets dressed and heads off into the forest.
The plot takes a somewhat comical twist next, involving industrial waste, a red handkerchief, and an unlucky camera assistant in a bear suit. But I digress.
Enter ranger Johnny Morrelli, charged with organizing a search party for Chad, now completely lost and stumbling around the wilderness. Johnny enlists the help of his colleague, ranger Kent Larson. In the field, the rangers chat up it up, pissing into the weeds and trading theories. Of course, the camera zooms in to capture their slow steady streams, and you watch wondering how much liquid Kent downed to produce his endless golden stream of hot piss. Shaking every last salty drop from his cock, he boldly reaches over and gropes Johnny. The search for Chad is put on hold -- at least until the search party gets off. Johnny, a hairy man with sparks of grey at the temples, has to almost stand on tiptoe to kiss Kent. Watching these two men in full uniform kiss and grope is quite a sight, and this is even before the first button is undone. Johnny rolls up Kent's T-shirt and orally works over his nipples, then his armpits. But it's even better when the camera pokes its eye over Johnny's shoulder, mere inches from Kent's lips as he licks, bites and savors each one of Johnny's nips. Decked out in Park Service-issue briefs, the rangers swap blowjobs, their white underwear clean and crisp in contrast to their bronze skin. Their cocks look delicious, whether poking through a hole in their drawers or sucked greedily over the top of the elastic. Kent languorously chews on Johnny's ample foreskin in shocking close-up, spending long moments sampling the flavor. And what tastes better than foreskin? Kent's ass. Johnny gets a good whiff of butthole, and then fucks it. No doubt Kent Larson is an expert bottom, but as topman, he fucks with a sly grin that set my balls on fire. Johnny blows his load with Kent's cock deep inside, Johnny finger-fucks Kent, making him spunk all over his belly.
Speaking of tops who are adorable when they fuck, Andy Hunter gets ready to fuck Pete Lancer in a somewhat superfluous third scene. It's not really clear what role these two play in the plot, but once Hunter pulls out his cock, their stilted dialogue and contribution to the plot is quickly forgotten. Nothing about Andy Hunter's body is extraordinary. Maybe it's his obvious enthusiasm about sex that makes him one of my favorite performers. His partner in this scene, Pete Lancer, a blond, stocky guy with neutral sex appeal, is putty for Andy to manipulate sexually. After slipping some fingers into Pete's butt, Andy is ready to rock and roll, throwing a fuck that's signature Andy Hunter. The fuck is short, both men cum, then part company.
In the finale, Jacob Slader and Chad Thomas are reunited. Forget our horny park rangers, Jacob finds his buddy all on his own, then revives him, first with bottled water, then dick honey direct from the source. Oh, to be one of the lucky bottom boys forced into Jacob's service. Watching him force-feed buddy Chad is the stuff wet dreams are made of. Chad doesn't even have much of a chance to catch his breath before Jacob is gearing up to fuck his ass. Director Peter O'Brian makes sure we get the best views of Jacob's shaft busting Chad's sphincter, as well as the not-so-subtle expressions of ecstasy on Jacob's face, clearing fucking ass in order to get off. And when Jacob blows, he makes a mess, coating Chad's lower back with cream.
I've not always been a fan of outdoor sex (one or two bad experience with gravel ground into my kneecaps), but after watching "Mount Jack," I'm giving serious thought to going on a long hike without a compass. All I'm asking is that someone let Jacob Slader know that I'm missing.
DVD features: Chapters; gallery; trailers ("The Paramedics," "Nomads" and "The Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent