After a teasing intro that probably belongs as an epilogue, we're thrust into scary pitch blackness. Nick Capra is a thief who shines his flashlight on Justin Wells' extraordinary butt, which wakes up the slumbering hottie. Nick says he wants cash, but Justin is not the house's owner, so he's willing to give up just about anything. Justin is awfully nice to the robber, who protests, "I rob booty. I don't fuck it." They start chatting, as Justin lets Nick in on Palm Springs' dirty little secrets. The first concerns two men who had a bet to be the first inside the gardener's pants. Dashing brunet Marcos Pirelli, all lips and eye brows, is the gardener, and hunky hairy-chested Brett Mathews is the first to approach him, handing him an ace playing card. That's all Marcos needs and soon Brett is nuzzling his way into Marcos' pits and down his chest. Marcos has a sensational thick uncut cock and Brett chows down with real heart and a gulping throat. Brett's cock is the more manageable one, but Marcos only gives it a so-so suck. Marcos has Brett in a fine position to just flip up his legs and start fingering, which he does with better intensity and then he fucks Brett. There is sturdy fucking here, with Marcos a reliable top and Brett a superb bottom, but the lack of chemistry that has plagued them since the onset keeps the action always technically wonderful, but never sparkling. Helping greatly is the camerawork, which manages to find beautiful close-up positions. Somewhere in the middle, Marcos gets an insane look on his face and plows ahead with a newfound invigoration. He hits Brett hard enough to get Brett cumming on his perfect abs. Marcos then splatters all over the used bottom. Justin goes to hand over a wad -- of cash -- to Nick, telling him that as an assistant agent, he actually has the right property and just needs a leading man for it. Nick isn't impressed at the thought of a casting couch, but Justin snaps back that he has a pool "and it works just fine." Does such a thing work? It is for producer Mark Galfione, a salt-and-pepper-haired lean man with a mouth eating through bald goateed Kris Anthony's jeans. Mark has a vigorous yen for Kris' big stiffy, and gobbles it accordingly. He spends a nice amount of time on Kris' balls as well, not to mention being able to suck while playing around with Kris' asshole. The gleeful blowjob only ends when Mark decides to replace it with his ass and rides Kris. Pale Mark bounces skillfully, with Kris holding onto his asscheeks to help him bob. Kris puts his nasty lip-curling looks to good use when he fucks Mark doggy, getting to sock him pretty hard. They both seem to like the whole riding thing, because Mark is up for a second spin, this time facing his top, who shoots soon into this new position. "The only job the actor got was a blowjob," the title cards note. Not the worst job in the world, is it? Things are moving along between Nick and Justin, who is getting awfully flirtatious with the thief. He brazenly asks if Nick's girlfriend has ever licked his ass and then offers up another story of lecherous producers and their boys. Blondish Adrian Troy, a compact little cutie, has no problems with tattooed brunet Scott Wilde by the pool. Scott's cock is already hard when they start and Adrian keeps it tucked comfortably in his mouth to make it stay that way. Adrian's blowjob is very smooth and full of talent. Scott then goes down on Adrian's thick one with decent lust. Getting even halfway down this uncut monster is impressive, and Scott works it sensually as Adrian plays with his own nipples. Scott darts his tongue lower and tickles Adrian's ass, not forgetting the amount of cock still hard for his mouth. This scene has a heaping lot of chemistry, especially when Scott starts fingering Adrian's hole, never letting the cock out of his mouth. This combo is a glorious highlight to the scene. After Adrian gets another chance to suck, Scott fulfills his fingering promise with a ripping fuck. This one has style from the elegant top, and it's felt by the impressed bottom. Adrian's ass is delicious, and it looks even better with Scott's dick firmly inside it. Scott's cum-shot is deservingly big and then Adrian shoots right on top of it. By now, Nick is very uncomfortable because his protestations of straightness are falling apart. He wants Justin badly. Long-lashed Justin banishes him with the cash and then goes to shower off the sadness of losing Nick. As he pulls at his perfect ass in the shower, he imagines Nick there with him. As they kiss, it's Nick's finger that continue to mine the two fluffy cheeks and deep hole. With the water still running, Nick blows Justin, whipping his head around the dick as he mounts a tasty oral attack. Nick's mammoth cock comes in for a hearty sucking courtesy of the hardworking Justin, who plants a hand on it and goes for broke sucking. Sadly for Justin, the fantasy ends before it continues. However, the next morning, he's comfy in bed with a hardon and Nick is there touching it. "A dream or reality?" the title card teases. Whatever it is, it's hot. Nick sucks Justin through the satin sheets and then they dispense with bedding and clothes for more achingly excellent blowing. Nick does some of his best sucking here, but Justin is right with him. Justin squeezes Nick's cock between his cheeks and goes bouncing. His hole is mighty tight, and with a sizable piece like Nick in him, it looks damn hot! Nick works hard from underneath, rocking the bed with his gyrations as Justin remains firmly parked on the dick. A passionate sideways fuck is next, with Nick truly all the way inside. Justin cums during this position, but they aren't done! Nick hasn't taken him missionary yet, so he pounds him thus next. Nick is reliably strong here, and Justin is a pro for taking Nick's energetic topping all the way to the top's blast. DVD features: Chapters; gallery; trailers ("Ryker's Money Shot," "Sex in Normandy," "Boys at Play," "Skin on Skin" and "Sex Psycho"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide). A DVD Review by Brent Blue