When you throw a party, it's usually a bad sign if your guests make excuses and disappear. Not if the party is hosted by director Chris Roma. In "B.Y.O.B.," which might just stand for Bring Your Own Bear, and this polite gathering ends up being anything but polite.
It's hard to tell if Mick Edwards and Jason Starr are lifelong pals or if they just met. But just as the last party guest arrives, Christian Volt, they unceremoniously peel away from the pack, looking for a quiet corner to play in. Upstairs is a hidden loft, the perfect place to get naked. Jason and Mick typify this studio's mantra: real men, real sex. Both are 40-somethings with a healthy appreciation for their own bodies. Exchanging sweet nothings, they slowly undress one another and fall to the bed. This pairing has some extra spice to it as well, and the black on white skin tones are very erotic. They slip into a 69 that's anything but easy, Jason on the bottom with Mick's bound cock and balls hovering over his mouth. Nothing's shaved or plucked on these guys, and hair is sprouting in several unexpected areas. Jason assumes a more submissive role here, blowing Mick while squatting on the floor at the foot of the bed. Mick is all paws, aggressively jacking Jason, all the while telling him plain language just what he's going to do to him. They feverishly rim one another before they fuck. Jason is your textbook dick pig, moaning the entire time his ass is being used. He practically begs for a facial and Mick delivers in spades.
Just as they quietly rejoin the other men gathered outside, Christian Volt sees a flight of stairs. He wanders off to investigate and finds an outdoor hot tub. He doesn't seem to be meshing very well with the other partygoers, so he brazenly moves things along by stripping down to nothing and openly masturbating at the top of the steps. His muscular and very fuzzy body are a beacon for Joe Sarge and Clint Taylor. And since Christian was crystal clear about where his head was at, no small-talk is required. He gets busy blowing both Joe and Clint in turn, keeping up a steady rhythm on his own uncut cock. Christian seems to take a particular shine to Joe's daddy dick, but it's Clint, a robust stud with a goatee, who gets to plug Christian first. Not one to be left behind, Joe makes sure he takes advantage of Christian's asshole. While Joe's making himself at home, Clint comes up from behind and stuffs Joe. It's all a little too much for Joe who can't concentrate on two sensations at once. He gives into Clint, scrunching up his face with concentrated effort. The fuck chain feels good and they only briefly stop to change position. After Clint blows his load on Christian's fuzzy crotch, it's obvious that Joe wants to lap it all up. He contents himself with kissing Christian's spent hose with hearty smacks, sniffing the load, but not slurping it up. The funk of sweat and cum forces Joe to lose his cool and he sprays between Christians legs.
Meanwhile, Rob Mann and Ben Archer have split from the group to find a fuck cranny of their own. They end up in the master bath, the perfect place to be if you're going to mess around with bottles of beer. Chalk it up to personal preference, but for me, Ben Archer is the most compelling man here. He's got a killer body that still remains understated. His smooth body is an erotic contrast to the hirsute bears throughout the film. And there aren't many places on a man's body that his thickly groomed moustache wouldn't titillate exquisitely. Either he's short or Rob Mann is tall, but the half foot differential makes both men work a little harder when they want to kiss. After swapping blowjobs, they step into the marble-tiled shower stall with, beer in hand. Unable to decide which tastes better, ale or ass, Ben puts the two together in much the same way the folks over at Reese's do with their peanut butter cups. He tilts the bottle above Rob's tailbone so the suds collect in Rob's asscrack. After Ben's had his fill, they wash all that beer and spit down the drain and make love under the shower head, kissing, touching and sucking cock when the mood strikes them. Ben puts a towel down on the floor and takes Rob's hole, fucking him first on hands and knees, and then belly-up on the wet tile. In the end, sticky cum makes a tangled mess in Rob's copious fur.
The party gets in full swing in the finale, a group mélange that brings together all the partygoers. Throw in one more, a guy named Ayre, and there's nine eager mouths and holes vying for attention. Ayre fits right in with this crowd; he's a horny, happy bear who's not shy about snatching up what he's hungry for. And you know how at every party there's always one guy who becomes the center of attention? That would be Mr. Joe Sarge. He's determined to put on a show, no matter who he's messin' with at the moment. With dirty-talk, moans and slurping making a constant low rumble underneath, the auditory component to this orgy matches the hot visuals. My eyes followed Ben everywhere he went, and when he started fucking Joe, they overpowered everything else. Joe gives Ben loads of verbal encouragement, and with their quickened pace, Ben is the first to bring both himself and his partner off. It's a domino effect. Those that don't cum by fucking a buddy, line up to dump their spunk on a happy Jason Starr.
DVD features: Chapters; trailers ("Real Men: Volume 9: Dungeons and Daddies," "Real Men: Volume 8: Daddy Dreaming," "Real Men: Volume 7: Built to Last," "Real Men: Volume 6: Daddy Chain," "Real Men: Volume 5: Folsom Daddies," "Real Men: Volume 4: Hard Mountain," "Real Men: Volume 3: Hancock Alley," "Real Men: Volume 2" and "Real Men: Volume 1"); behind-the-scenes footage; additional scene (White-haired Hart Caldwell, a favorite of mine, seduces equally tall Hawk McAllistar, I enjoyed this footage immensely, and it's great to see Hart paired with someone his own size. Hawk gives a good performance here, he really skyrockets. He's got a great older partner to play off of, and it's clear this gent knows how to fuck, they come together beautifully, and when Hart started eating Hawk's ass, I was sure Hawk was going to cum prematurely. Hart gets into pleasing his buddy as much as his buddy likes being pleased. After some nasty, spit-soaked foot worship, Hawk opens his ass for Hart, all of the fucking taking place in a leather armchair.); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent