There's lots of muscle, if that's what gets you off. Fans of sweating pecs and bulging thighs will find plenty of them poolside. But, those big hands, big thighs and bulging biceps often get in the way of being able to see the mostly average-size meat.
In the first scene, the poolman and his buddy heat it up. I have to admit, at times, just the sight of these two beefcakes, grinding together is enough. Sadly, during a close-up, when the poolman drops his straight porno magazine into the shot, right before he cums, my fantasies were a little dashed.
Rob Steel, whose "girlfriend" has dumped him, finds comfort with Chaz Carlton. My only question is, what makes these hetero men think that we can do any more with that floppy rod than she could? The chick is probably saying, "Go ahead and take him, but a deal's a deal, and you can't give him back." OK, there's some ass-licking and some sucking, too, but much of it resembles a "taffy pull" at the county fair more than it does actual sex.
In terms of actual sex, scene three is best, with a dark-haired guy in Calvin's (I'll call him "Calvin") and his buddy with the dick of death (I'll call him Hell he can call me!). Buddy has the best meat of the movie, and that lucky "Calvin" gets it every which way.
The poolman comes back one more time to get his hole skimmed by a dark-haired hottie with a thick weiner. Weinerboy pops a pretty good load to boot, but Poolman doesn't come. (More than likely, his Jugg's magazine was still on the steps from his first scene.)
I would like to note that the production values on this movie are pretty good. There are a few too many "look we have new editing equipment" shots for my taste, so just like the actors, we know that they have the equipment, they're just not sure how to use it.
- Harry Bayer