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Joe Gage Sex Files 1: Jack-Off Party at Billy Bob's features sleazy, shady trade dudes getting together at a friend's house, slapping on a straight porn and slapping away at their meat -- all in front of each other. Woof!
“I love to jack off,” are the first words out of Billy Bob’s mouth leaving no doubt what’s to cum. Billy Bob’s tall, dark, and good-looking cousin Jesse shows up early to the party looking studly in tank top, shorts and a 5 o’clock shadow. He pops in a video, leans back on the couch, and slowly pulls and massages his dick with one hand while playing with his balls with the other. Soon, his big boner is greasy and leaking precum, his shorts have gone missing and his cock is sprung and flexing. With his long, thick legs spread-eagled, he pumps a hot sticky load all over his pubes.
Lean, tight-bodied Earl and beefy Jeff show up next. They barely get through the door before they’ve got the beers they brought with them in one hand and their hard dongs in the other. The guys strip down to their boxers and T-shirts, grease up their cocks and take their time stroking and pulling on their meaty shafts. Billy Bob joins in for a while, yanking his rod and balls through the slit in his drawers. After the three guys stand and stroke themselves in a circle jerk, Billy Bob leaves the two visitors alone on the couch, where Jeff strokes a gushing load out of Earl, and Earl pumps Jeff’s fat meat and makes him shoot a thick stream of spooge all over his muscular thighs.
Billy Bob, fully dressed — but dick in hand — opens the door for Steve, Chet, and Bobby who sit on the couch, lube up their cocks and start stroking. Chet admires Bobby’s hard rod and the two stroke each other for awhile. Steve drops to his knees double jerking his two friend’s cocks simultaneously and slobbering up and down the length of their shafts. Billy Bob reappears to check out the action and starts beating Bobby’s meat while Steve grips and strokes Chet’s raging hardon. Chet pumps out his own load while Steve works on Bobby’s cock and gets him squirting thick spunk onto his tanned stomach.
And the men keep cumming! Vince, George, Ben and Lee bang on the door looking to share the lube. The four horny guys seem to like checking each other out as much as watching the woman getting banged in the video. Tightly muscled George enjoys showing off a true monster pole; Ben lights up a cigarette and smokes while he strokes, and soon, Vince is stroking George’s mammoth dong. George strokes Billy Bob on one side and Vince on the other while the two of them grab George’s cock by the base and start jerking away. At last, Billy Bob strips down to his boxers. All five go at some serious pole stroking until everyone is groaning, growling and the cum is flowing. Billy Bob, like the good host that he is, cums last, popping a high flying wad that smacks him square in the face. Y’all cum back now!
"Joe Gage Sex Files: Vol. #1: Jack-Off Party at Billy Bob's" is a jack-off flick with a heapin' helping of testosterone and cum. Even though the group jack-off has been a tried-and-true format for many years, I found this effort unusually effective because all the men are so different: short, tall, muscular, burly, fresh, seasoned, you name it -- yet all with nice cocks and quite masculine. The titular "Billy Bob" is portrayed by Rhett O'Hara (who also provides narration throughout). The premise, a simple one: Rhett invites his cousin and buddies over to watch a hetero gang-bang video (with a skanky girl), and, of course, jack off in the process.
Rhett's Orange County, California bungalow is visited by the men in shifts. The first, his cousin, Jordan ("Jesse"), is a tall drink of water with dark hair and a long slim dick. While wearing a wife-beater, Jordan pops the breeder gang-bang tape into the VCR and jerks himself off (as Rhett, presumably, is in the kitchen making Kool-Aid). He really gets into jerking his dick and even fingering his (straight?) hole.
Michael Knight ("Earl") and Damian Steele ("Jeff") drop by next. They drop trou right away and begin to jerk their meat. Damian is a burly son-of-a-bitch with a very thick cock. Michael's eyes lock on the slab immediately. Michael, who looks great here with a dark beard and tan, feverishly jerks his stout cock before grabbing Damian's to offer a helping hand. Damian does the same for Michael, and, as Rhett watches nearby, Damian jerks Michael to climax with his beefy paw. Then Michael kneels before Damian and brings his gigantic prick off as well with a death-grip and expert jerking motions.
John Carlos ("Steve"), Walt Waters ("Chet") and Derek Dewars ("Bobby") show up for the next segment. John is a slim tanned fellow with gelled hair, Walt is a crew-cut daddy, and Derek is perhaps the best looking man (at least to me) so far -- he's quite gorgeous in that sexy-guy-next-door-with-a-big-dick sort of way. They pull out and start jerking right away with Walt and Derek revealing thick beauties. They jerk for a while before John goes bananas on Walt and Derek -- gobbling their cocks down, but good. John sucks Derek off, and then Walt and John jerk themselves off.
The final group -- Lex Kyler ("Vince"), a hairy fellow with a long dick; York Powers ("George"), a rough dude with the Dick of Death; Michael Gomez ("Ben"), a dark Latin man with a dark-brown pud; Deacon Frost ("Lee"), a man with stout but thick dick and dark wavy hair; and Rhett O'Hara ("Billy Bob"), a cute but rough man with tattoos and very formidable dick -- pull out their puds and begin jerking and groping each other's pricks before all release big loads.
A jack-off flick in the capable hands of the legendary director Joe Gage becomes something a little less routine, something definitely worthwhile.
A Video Review by Butch Harris
Were it not for its title, Joe Gage Sex Files #1, this latest release from MSR Video might well be initially dismissed as yet another amateur video by some self-styled amateur who gathered a group of his ordinary blue-collar buddies in his ordinary lower-class digs and taped them as they sat around, drank beer and jerked off. But the production - subtitled Jack-off Party at Billy Bob's - is a great deal more than that. Legendary director Gage, in slyly subversive mode, has taken one of the dullest subgenres of gay adult films and turned the results into pornographic art.
Clearly, this is a low-budget film. No cast and crew credits are listed. There is only one location - the tacky living room of a cruddy little house somewhere in California's dusty Orange County. The 11-member cast features no mega-salaried beauties or breathtaking gym-built bodies from the world of West Hollywood smut. The premise is as simple as it gets: Horndog Billy Bob invites 10 of his shopworn buddies over, throws a couple of sheets over the couches, serves up a giant jar of lube, slaps a breeder video into the VCR and greets his pussy-hound guests with his dick already hanging out of his jeans. They've all been here before - in fact, most of them look like they've been around the block and down the fast lane several times - so they waste no time getting up to business. And then magic begins to happen.
The viewer, almost subliminally, begins to realize that the film is superbly lensed (by videographer Ed Maxxx) and even more superbly edited (by Talos Post). What at first appears to be nothing more than a low-end documentation of a jack-off party proves to be consistently too right-on-the-mark to be improvisational. Then the viewer begins to recognize one and another of the cast members and to realize that they are not a bunch of rank amateurs but a coven of old pros, including Billy Bob (Rhett O'Hara). Finally, although the explicit action is 90 percent limited to manual play (there is a bit or oral action midway through), the results are more torrid than most of the harder-core efforts being shot today. Clearly, there is a director behind the camera, and his greatest gift is making a handjob more arousing than most of the cocksucking and ass-fucking onscreen today.
The first to arrive is Billy Bob's cousin Jesse (the mononamed Jordan), a lean, 30ish brunet with several days' stubble on his long, angular face. Too horny to wait for the others, he immediately drops his walking shorts and goes for his dick. Like his body, it is lean and tall, and he lubes it up with practiced skill. The camera caresses it almost as lovingly as he does, and the scene (like the rest of the movie) overflows with an abundance of greasy cock-shot close-ups. He seems to be in awe of his own pole, focusing on it as much as he does on the fuck video, alternately worshiping and flaunting his tower of hard flesh, mesmerized by the plumes of jism it soon fires off.
Next to drop in are a pair of nondescript pals, the bearded Earl (Michael Knight) and the stocky Jeff (Damian Steele). Casually, without a whit of self-consciousness, they move in to watch the TV, chug their drinks and pull their puds. In time, they sit side-by-side on one of the couches, slide their pants and shorts just under their nuts, and settle in for some serious stroking. Then Billy Bob, the classic voyeur, joins them to watch and work on himself. Soon all three cocks are slimy with lube, and the two guests reach for each other as if it were the most natural thing in the world for two straight guys to do while watching a tits-and-ass video. They alternate whacking each other and themselves without any discussion but a lot of eye contact until both begin to sweat. (You just know the place doesn't have air conditioning.) All too soon, each brings the other off with well-honed skill both know how to handle a hard-on - and after the messy money shots, each reaches for a towel as if it were just Super Bowl halftime.
One of director Gage's finest touches is that he uses no music in the entire proceedings, only the female moans of the tape-within-the tape to underscore the action. This device is particularly effective in the next sequence, which features three more of Billy Bob's buds: Steve (John Carlos), a gaunt brunet who has seen better days, Chet (Walt Waters), a giant marine with a boot-camp high-top, and Bobby (Derek Dewars), a striking brunet on the far side of 30. They drop onto the couch, pretend to watch the TV but continually check each other out as their cocks spring forth. In time, each stands to stretch (and show off for the others), and before long, all are nonchalantly pawing each other's meat. Steve, whose cock we virtually never see, soon kneels to pound the other two, and then go down on them. With tradey grins, Chet and Bobby, sit back to watch the TV, as if a little cocksucking were no big deal. That's when Billy Bob returns, and the shots of him watching the unexpected action are memorable, particularly his intense reactions to the gooey money shots Steve milks out of his pals.
As always, director Gage has saved the best till last. The final group to arrive includes Vince (Lex Tyler), a grinning, gum-chewing sexpig, George (York Powers), a worn and weathered veteran with the biggest dick of the lot, Ben (Michael Gomez), a compact Derek Jeter look-alike, and Lee (Deacon Frost), in an athletic jacket that suggests he may have once been the high school quarterback. Soon all the cocks are out, standing tall and oily - and one is more impressive than the next. These may not be the handsomest men in porn, but their cocks are top of the line equipment. As everyone cheers the action on the TV, George and Vince work over each other's staff, and Billy Bob joins them. The testosterone level in the room continues to soar, and each soon announces, then delivers his money shot. (Vince and Billy Bob's are the most impressive.) Then, as if nothing extraordinary had happened, they all wipe up and prepare to leave.
But something extraordinary has happened. The straight-guys-in-homoerotic-mode fantasy has been brought to life with such palpable truth that the viewer would swear he has been watching an X-rated version of Candid Camera rather than an ingeniously crafted motion picture. Talk about your reality shows!
- Jerry Douglas