WARNING!
Jake Deckard
Tober Brandt
Diego De La Hoya
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Titan Media | 2006 | 122 |
Description source: promotional material
Whattaya get when some TitanMen super studs confide secret sex dreams to their therapist? Side Effects, that's what. The four heated scenes of director Brian Mills' new feature will give you a two hour boner, with accelerated heart rate, flushing, and the kind of guaranteed gushers only included in the TitanMen health plan.
Smooth newcomer Troy Gamaun bends to the rough will of Diego de la Hoya's fat, uncut cock. Always-ready-to-rumble Damon DeMarco thrives in a piss 'em down and fuck 'em up bout with blond babe Brad Star. Zackary Pierce keeps his black leather gloves on when blasting the butthole outta trashy bad boy Tony Bishop. A ton of chain hanging on this guy's balls just makes his cock blow harder.
The final, ravaging tear-up between TitanMen exclusives Tober Brandt and Jake Deckard is an unforgettable stunner. These incredibly masculine, built and brawny guys rage through a flip-flopping, piss-drenched, sensational and sweaty sex bout. Watch out for Side Effects - like uncontrollable bodily emissions and compulsive repeat viewing
Dr. Deckard is transcribing his notes from a session with client Troy Gamaun. "My dream starts with me just walking around naked, in a warehouse. There's a guy on a ladder, staring at me. So I walk over to him." Troy's cock is already pokin' hard and straight out of his jeans, and Diego guides the blond and blue-eyed cocksucker's eager mouth down onto his fat, uncut cock. Troy's hot gobbling churns up Diego's load. Thick clumps of cum fall heavily onto Troy before he drops his own loadinto Diego's palm and then laps it up. Diego's tongue lubes Troy's shiny pink butthole, and his rough-willed fucking nearly knocks down the scaffolding. But not before another round of ball blasting drains the sweaty dudes dry.
The shirtless men are exploring a storm drain when the hatch slams shut behind them.
Always ready to rumble, Damon downs the sleek blond's broad bone hungrily. Brad's eager to taste Damon's stout stiffie. When the high-quality meat makes him blow a sharp load, the over-excited guy follows up with a milk wad of his own. Then Brad's heavy cock cleaves Damon's hairy crack "til the cum careens once again from both their bursting cannons.
Tober Brandt relates his dream to the ever-aroused doctor. In the basement of the house Tober grew up in, a young man-Tony Bishop-distracts leatherman Zackary Pierce from working on his motorcycle. The flared rim of Zackary's broad cockhead sits atop a steel pole of flesh, and Tony sucks it like a slave.
Zackary rubs Tony's rigid rod across the stubble of his beard, and the sandpapery pain thrills Tony. Having his balls pulled isn't enough, and pounds of heavy chain are soon draggin' them down. Tony likes it rough, jerkin' his cock with the chain swinging crazy as he sucks the cum outta Zackary. Laying Tony across the bike, Zackary keeps his black leather gloves on when blasting out his butthole. Bishop begs, "Harder!" and sweat-covered Zackary's banging forces both their aching tools to spit the scum high.
Therapist Jake Deckard can only listen to so much before enduring the explosive side effects of his client's tales, and suddenly sticks his giant gutstick in Tober's face. Their ravaging forty-five minute tear-up is a punch in the gut rivaling anything on film. These incredibly masculine, built and brawny guys rage through an unforgettable flip-flopping, sensational and sweaty sex bout. Hairy-chested Jake and mountainously-muscled Tober share a deep connection that heightens the deep-ass rimming and throat-gagging cocksucking.
He's so overheated he sprays his cum across Tober's bathed body. Hardly pausing for breath, he pulls a condom onto his ever-stiff ramrod, and sluices Tober's giant buns so deep the big man bawls like a baby. Tober worships Jake's furry ass, licking deep into its tongue-clenching, moist darkness. Then he crams it full of his fat cock, slowly grinding thatass-stretcher deep within.
Then he plunges his detonator dick back in Jake's steaming honey hole and plows 'til they both explode. Tober anoints Jake's sweat-drenched body with cum, and Jake's cock spurts yard long ropes over his shoulder. "Session's over," he gasps.
WARNING: Excessive viewing of this film may cause temporary euphoria, unexpected stiffness and uncontrollable spillage of bodily fluids.
The good news is that these symptoms are only as temporary as you'd like them to be. As it is, "Side Effects" does not come with a warning label, but that didn't stop me from stepping up and taking my medicine from director Brian Mills.
Sex therapy takes on new meaning when it's under Jake Deckard's care. All different shapes and sizes of men sit on his couch and kvetch about their sexual woes. Troy Gamaun, a slender, assuming, somewhat average looking guy is disturbed by recurring dreams he's having in which he's coming face to face with a muscular, somewhat threatening sexual presence (Diego De La Hoya). Troy's already at a disadvantage; he faces this erotic presence with not a stitch of clothing to hide his growing excitement. In those first tentative moments, Troy's unclear whether Diego wants to kiss or kill him. He gets his first encouraging sign when Diego tenderly takes him by the back of the head and presses his face to his crotch.
The contrast in their physical types adds fuel to the fire. Diego looks decidedly street-wise, his dark-skinned prick dramatic against Troy's pale pink lips, and he keeps a distinct advantage over his new fuck bud, standing nearly two feet above him on a ladder while getting blown. The oral portion of their encounter is particularly well filmed. Troy's eyes contain both lust and apprehension while he's working Diego's rod from below. Diego gives only a subtle signal when he's ready to cum and Troy kneels as if before an altar, expanding his chest to give Diego a target to aim for. And rather than leave his submissive hanging, Diego comes down from his ladder, scoops Troy up from behind and helps him cum. Diego holds out a single cupped palm, and after Troy fills it, Diego brings the warm goo back to Troy's mouth as an offering.
Troy soon learns that this was merely the prelude. Diego brusquely presses Troy against the ladder and samples his ass, licking, prodding and spitting on Troy's twitching hole. The pair shares their first real set of kisses as soon as Diego starts fucking Troy from behind. The fuck intensifies with every new position they explore, and there are quite a few. Without a doubt, the sexiest finds Troy on his back, hands locked behind his head and abs flexed. Diego's got a fantastic handle on Troy's ass and at one point, he manages to work both thighs completely underneath Troy. Seated on Troy's face, Diego gets off while Troy rolls his balls over his teeth and tongue, then licks up his own mess. Instead of a disturbing nightmare, I'd chalk the whole thing up to sweet dreams.
Damon DeMarco is seeking counseling for anxiety which stems from a particular incident in his past. When he and a buddy (Brad Star) decide to explore inside a storm drain, they get trapped in the bowels of the sewer when the hatch won't re-open. And where most of us would instantly dissolve into Lucy Ricardo-like fits of goofy hysteria, Brad and Damon size each other up and turn their mishap into an opportunity to fuck. The whole thing starts out innocently enough with Brad nonchalantly emptying his bladder, but not bothering to move into a dark corner. Rather, he gives Damon a full-on view of what he's packing. The looks these two exchange mid-piss would melt ice cubes.
It's only a short leap from pissing together to something much more intimate. First off, let me note how much I love Brad Star's body. As lit here, the light sheen of sweat that coats his untanned chest and belly made my mouth water. He's got two star tattoos, one hovering on either side of his cockbush. He looks strong without being cut up, handsome but without being overly so. And once Damon gets a whiff of Brad's crotch, he, too, is hooked. He only stops blowing Brad long enough to shuck his own jeans below his knees. The sparks really start to fly when Brad squats down to investigate Damon's wood. Even better than the inevitable blowjob are the few fleeting moments when he makes eye contact with Damon before stuffing his mouth like the on-camera slut he is.
Even after they've both blown an initial load, the reality of their situation still doesn't sink in. Thank goodness someone left a bottle of lube behind in the storm drain for these emergency moments! Damon slicks up his hand, slicks up Brad, and it's time to rock and roll. Like in the previous vignette, there's a ladder handy for support. But also like the previous fuck, these guys really shine once Damon is put onto his back, his sneakered feet pointing toward freedom. Poor Damon. No wonder he needs sex therapy. Now every time he's getting snookered, he feels like he's trapped in the sewer.
Jake Deckard's work is interrupted by a visit from another troubled client (Tober Brandt). On his back on the couch, he relates a dream of his own that's been puzzling him. In Tober's dream, redhead Tony Bishop seems to be playing an ethereal, younger version of Tober, and a considerably thinner, more boyish version to boot. Tony finds that he's mysteriously drawn the basement (cue the smoke and fog) where a stranger (Zackary Pierce) is giving his motorcycle a thorough polish. And like most strange dreams, Tony can't figure out why the man is there or why he's irresistibly drawn to him.
The sexplay between these two men has a distinct slow-motion feel. Neither one has a remarkable build, in fact, they're rather slim. The hot factor becomes apparent when Tony sinks to his knees to suck Zack, pulling out his own prick to jerk off while he sucks. Tony's cock is what's worth noticing. It's a fattie, framed with fiery red pubes, and marked with a sly, cryptic tattoo. Zack seems eager to get his mouth on it, but before he gives Tony the pleasure, he coyly rubs his two-day-old beard on its underbelly and lightly blows on it. Tony submits to some serious ball torture, allowing Zack to suspend several lengths of metal chain from a strap that's binding his nuts. With the heavy weight pulling his genitals towards the concrete, Tony busies himself again blowing Zack. There is some excellent footage filmed from below where Tony's butt gets aggressively slammed. He keeps a nasty stiffie while getting fucked, and his deep baritone growls of "Fuck me!" quickly dispelled his innocent persona.
His demons temporarily purged, Tober patiently waits for his shrink's counsel. Dr. Jake's approach to therapy is more than a little unorthodox. Coming out of a semi-hypnotic state, Tober is pleasantly surprised to find Jake standing a few inches away with a raging hardon. Make no mistakes: Jake knows without a doubt that touch therapy is what's called for. He takes Tober by the back of the head with fatherly consideration, encouraging him to suck. A little encouragement is all that's needed, and Tober is enthusiastically slobbering at the doc's crotch.
Both of these beauties have incredible frames, packed with muscle and studded with interesting tats. Filming the action in the office's late-afternoon sunlight brings out the blood-flushed skin tones of both men. And once they break into a sweat, the intensity had nowhere to go but up. Their kissing seems inspired (their mutual fondness is revealed during their behind-the-scenes interview), and they find opportunities to kiss at nearly every sexual transition. When Tober sucks cock, he sucks with every fiber of his being. He latches onto Jake and simply won't quit, not even when veins start popping. I couldn't decide which I enjoyed more, Tober's hearty blowjob or the rimjob he follows with. Thrilling watersports segues into the fucking. The watersports is slowed down, Jake's stream of piss seeming to have little chips of gold within it as it rains onto Tober's prone body. The volume of piss is impressive, especially given that Jake is delivering it out through his erect cock. Tober keeps his mouth open wide, catching an errant drop here and there, the rest slowly spattering noisily to the floor. Thank goodness Dr. Jake isn't worried about the carpet, because this action was a stunning treat for this viewer. It's no surprise that the versatile fucking that ensues is the absolute best so far. Both fuck with a certain personal flair: Tober, for example, ropes his stud with an abandoned leather belt, fucking Jake from behind with bronco-busting oomph. But to me, the most erotic moment has to be when Jake puts his entire body weight upon Tober who's belly-down on the piss-soaked shrink's couch. It's exquisite deep-dicking as evidenced by Tober's facial expressions.
Their therapy session ends with a delicious surprise. Just when you think Tober's going to pull out of Jake's ass and dump spunk onto his furry chest, he pulls out and pisses all over the doc. Tober eventually does follow up with a more traditional hosing, this time with cum instead of piss, but this little twist put a definitive exclamation point on this well made film.
DVD features: Chapters; cum-shots chapter; hardcore photoshoots; behind-the-scenes footage; trailers; interviews (Tober Brandt and Jake Deckard; Diego De La Hoya and Troy Gamaun); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent
The intimacy of a therapy setting. The therapist's couch. And the sexual fantasies of eight Titan studs. These are the ingredients for Titan's latest, Side Effects. While no medications are evident in the film, the effect this movie had on me was a pleasant moistness in the crotch area. In fact, the moistness returned a couple of times as I viewed the video and is threatening to reappear just from remembering the movie as I write the review!
Therapist Jake Deckard (a well-built, handsome blond with one of the hottest and hairiest asses in the business) is listening to tape recorded therapy sessions in which his clients are relating their sex fantasies. While the first three scenes are very good in their own right, the final scene, which features the coupling of Deckard and his client Tober Brandt, is the cornerstone of the movie and is bound to nominated for a Grabby next year.
In the first scene, Troy Gauman relates how, in his dream, he is walking around naked in a warehouse and sees Diego de la Hoya standing on a ladder. Gauman's cock stands to full attention just from de la Hoya's stare, and his dickhead pops out from his foreskin in excitement. De la Hoya shoves Gauman's head in his crotch and gets an expert spit-shine. It doesn't take too long for de la Hoya to give Gauman a cheney (and it you're not sure what that is, think about what our Vice-President did to someone lately!). This is a very long cummer that just won't quit, and Gauman follows up by cumming into de la Hoya's hand and lapping it out of his palm.
Next, de la Hoya turns his attention to Gauman's ass. De la Hoya gives Gauman thrusts so hard that Gauman gasps for air. It's surprising that Titan hasn't used de la Hoya since Back to Barstow in 2004, since he proves himself to be such a handsome, affectionate and strong top here. Gauman eventually spurts while sucking de la Hoya's nuts, and that ballwork sends de la Hoya over the edge as he cums on Gauman's chest. And all that fucking must have made him pretty hungry, since he greedily eats it up.
Next dark-haired and olive-skinned Damon DeMarco relates a story about when he was trapped in a storm drain with his childhood buddy Brad Star. (Star makes an instant impression with his Titan debut, and his star tattoos will make him instantly recognizable in the future.) DeMarco has the cutest pair of hairy legs that he's only too happy to put up in the air for his white-skinned, smooth buddy.
They get warmed up with some oral, and Star is more playful and teasing with his mouthwork than is DeMarco. Star shoots thick globs onto DeMarco's lightly furred chest, and the cum-covered DeMarco squeezes out a small load. With that warm-up out of the way, Star can give DeMarco's ass the attention it deserves.
Star's big, low-hangers swing as he gives DeMarco's gut a nice poke. The soul-patched Star shows some real potential here, and with a few more outings, he could turn into a major porn personality. He cums a creamy jet onto DeMarco, and DeMarco manages a bigger cummer his second time around.
Tober Brandt then enters Deckard's office, lays on the couch and relates a dream he had when he was a lad in which he's in a basement and finds a leather jacketed stud and a motorcycle. In the scene, the younger Brandt is played by newcomer Tony Bishop, and the scruffy hood is played by Zackary Pierce. Pierce cums three times in this scene, and Bishop cums twice (one of which is a great pop-shot while 15-feel of heavy chains are tied to and dangling from his balls).
As Brandt finishes his cock-tale, he opens his eyes to see Deckard standing above him with his hardon sticking out of his trousers. This scene, the first on-screen pairing of blond Deckard and the super-built, red-haired Brandt, generates a massive amount of heat! Brandt is a five-star sexpig who loves getting and who loves giving even more. The oral starter leads to kissing and grinding, which leads back to more oral. Deckard gags Brandt with a face fuck, but the more he chokes, the more Brandt loves it.
Brandt feasts on Deckard's hairy ass (which is trimmed to about a third of its normal length for this movie) as Deckard squats on his face and grinds down as hard as he can. Deckard performs some foot worship, then presses Brandt's soles together and fucks his feet. Deckard gives Brandt a rimming that has him lathered, grunting and groaning, then stands above him and pisses on him. Brandt loves the feeling of all that warm piss so much that he just has to suck Deckard's boner while he's still squirting urine. Brandt jacks out a shooter, and Deckard churns out a slow, drippy creamer that evolves into a four-foot shooter.
Deckard fucks Brandt, and the sight of his perfect buns thrusting into Brandt's appreciative ass was just too much for me! They flip-flop, and Brandt uses his belt as a choker around Deckard's neck during the doggie-style. When Brandt pulls out, he starts one of the longest, hottest golden showers I've ever seen. The piss flies everywhere, and at one point, Brandt pinches his dickhead like a garden hose, spritzing his piss all over Deckard. Then he sucks his piss off Deckard's chest and drips it in his mouth.
After more fucking, Brandt finishes with a messy dripper, and Deckard pulls out one of the cumshots of the year, a four-foot stream that lands straight up his body and over his shoulder.
This is an exquisitely filmed video, with the hottest water sports in recent memory, hot bodies and five-star fucking. Side Effects is not only a must-see, it's a must-own!
- Matt Woods