WARNING!
Braeden Casey
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Thor Productions | 2003 | 95 |
Partly derivative and partly only from the kooky mind of Thor Stephans comes "The Haunted House on Sex Hill." What it is completely is a strong sexually potent video with a handpicked cast of stalwarts, a good story and excellent moody sex. The story is fun and engaging, but the horseplay is much more dramatic! Damon Wolf, a small in stature beefcake with a picture-perfect body, sensational pecs and scraggly long hair, is in the shower with his luscious boyfriend Braeden Casey, tall and robust with a great cock and sexy eyes, when a message is left on his machine that his Aunt Helen has just died. The lovers are busy in the shower making out and setting the tone for a voraciously sensual scene. It seems that Damon is totally captivated by Braeden and once he can tear himself away from Braeden's mouth, he finds his way, water still cascading around his handsome face, to the cock. Damon sucks it knowingly, with Braeden face-fucking him oh-so-gently. Damon stays slow, but very aggressive, no problem managing the extreme thickness that Braeden's cock boasts near the bottom. Twinkly unobtrusive music by Rock Hard also sets the tone. The water goes off, but Damon stays on. Braeden, eyes closed in rapture, manages to coo out "I love showering like this," between the peals of pleasure. Braeden then returns on Damon's dick, which we first see in close-up, making the dark hairy piece look extra big. Braeden's suck retains the devotion of Damon's, but it's not quite up to the level of talent. He's at his best when he's licking, sensually connecting with his eyes. Damon stops things suddenly so he can get ready for a job interview since the couple is broke. "You're a reality freak," Braeden snaps. After hearing the message, Damon and Braeden hightail it to lawyer Jay March's office. Nephew Damon will inherit all of Aunt Helen's estate, along with her "friends," but Damon doesn't remember the nutcase having any friends. "They're ghosts," says Jay as the others burst out laughing. The will also states that Damon and Braeden must spend 24 hours in the house, to make sure Damon is compatible with the ghosts (boy, Scooby and Shaggy wouldn't stand a chance, would they?), in order to get the money. If Damon doesn't make the 24 hours, real estate agent Parker Williams gets the full estate. There is a fun exchange as the boys leave where Braeden questions Jack's sexuality, only to be told that he's so straight he "drives a truck." Once Damon and Braeden are gone, Jack nervously calls Parker. The two are in cahoots, along with the estate manager Paul Johnson, to bilk Damon out of the money by scaring him with phony ghosts. The supposedly haunted mansion looks great to me. Paul, dripping sexuality from the top of his nearly shaved head, down to the lines in his face, the chest poking out of the T-shirt, the butt pouring out of his jeans, oozes charm as the shows the boys around and tells them the manse used to be a male brothel and the graveyard just out yonder is "where the ghosts live. They like it there ... and here," Paul says with a wink. Paul leaves and locks them in to start their 24 hours. He calls Parker, who is getting Anthony Holloway in costume as a phony ghost. Paul is nervous about the plan, but is also convinced there really are ghosts in the place. He's seen them. Damon and Braeden have a fight and Damon takes to the bedroom while Braeden finds his way to the living room. Damon rips off his clothing and falls face down on the bed (or maybe I should say butt-up, since that's the juiciest part). Slumbering on a gorgeous canopy bed, a real ghost appears in the robed form of sultry sizzling Cameron Fox. Cameron slips off the robe and morphs into a real human, with Damon still asleep. Cameron's enormous cock is rock-hard and he toys with Damon's ass, dry-fucking it and adoring the absolutely perfect ass. Damon is still asleep when a bit of magic places a condom on Cameron's cock, and the owner of said dick wastes no time in sliding inside Damon's ass. Cameron's usual style is in evidence, looking all butch with some facial hair this time. He's strong and confident, totally in charge, with muscular Damon willing to take it all. Cameron really works the hip-grinding motif, alternating that with some truly fast-paced jackrabbit whomping, fueled by an increasing power that moves effortlessly from one pint-sized body to the other. Damon takes the crushing fuck with no problem, and when he's rolled over for some missionary work, he finally gets to see his partner. Cameron takes this part of the fuck nice and slow, getting deeply inside to impress both Damon and the camera. "You're soooo good," Damon notes. Damon then sucks Cameron, all he can of it, with his second eager talent-filled blowjob and Cameron even takes a few licks at Damon's cock. Cameron cums and then evaporates as quickly as he appeared. Damon is left wondering if it was a dream. "Must have been a wet dream," of course he says, and goes back to sleep. In the basement, frisky Anthony has finally talked hairy energetic Parker into a little sex before they start the fake haunting. Parker has a great mass of hair on his chest and looks his best, with pert brunet Anthony also deliciously hunky. Anthony sucks as Parker growls in delight, keeping Anthony's dick firmly on his face. They quickly hit a 69 position, with great editing to segue from sex act to sex act. Parker gulps away at Anthony, who continues his interested gobbling blowjob. Anthony is about speed while Parker seems to be studying Anthony's dick and forcefully decides what it wants most, a lick here, a big suck there, a tight hand here. Parker also hits an important deep-throat, with Anthony helping by forcing it into his face. Anthony then parks himself on Parker's cock for some riding, but this lasts only seconds before Parker fucks him doggy. Starting off somewhat tamely, Anthony is the one making it work by backing up constantly. Suddenly Parker's usual energy seems a bit dimmed, but luckily Anthony has sparked into action and makes the fuck quite fun. It's a leisurely anal penetration. Late in the fuck, when Anthony takes it missionary, he is still doing most of the work, and that's a darn hard position to manage that in! The fuck is edited so we get just enough of it before two so-so shots. Ghost Jack Sanders appears and scares these guys into a faint before disappearing. You don't see the vapors much in porn, that's for sure. Paul stealthily enters the house, calling for Danny Rhymes. "I need your services Danny," and Danny appears on the steps, in his considerable hotness, and becomes real. "Of all the call boys here, you're my favorite," Paul says before starting the most scorching scene, and one of the best of Paul's career. Paul dives for Danny's nipples, with the two of them full of touches and licks and kisses, taking on both passion and brute sexuality at the same time. The split second where Paul nestles his mouth on Danny's neck is absolutely beautiful. It cooks already, and there is nothing hardcore yet. Paul falls to his knees and takes on Danny's cock, delivering the best and longest blowjob in the story. I pity Danny's future sex partners, because they have to live up to this! Paul's sucking is so good it needs a definition of its own. Paul retains the deep sensuality throughout, yes with speed and lots of hand, but more just because he seems damn happy to be there. He has no problem deep-throating Danny's plus-sized cock. Every trip down is a deep-throat. It's that he manages to seem both hell-bent and in love at the same time, also lowering his pants so we can get a glimpse of his to-die-for butt. There isn't a trick Paul doesn't use in sucking Danny, but he doesn't actually need them. Believe it or not, his simple up-and-down works magnificently. Late in the game, although I would have loved if it went on longer, Danny goes down on hairy-chested Paul. He's nowhere near as sublimely talented, but he has the oomph needed to keep the scene going in a sparkling direction. He opts for speed, and certainly Paul doesn't mind. One of those magical flashes happens again, resulting in a condom and Danny fucks Paul right there on the steps. Danny starts off with a bang of power and never lets up smacking at those god-formed orbs. Danny seems far more interested in fucking Paul silly than he did in blowing him, so the second part of the scene belongs to Danny, having allowed Paul to steal the first part. Danny's balls slap hard against Paul and his energy level is simply incredible, Paul registering all the lust on his face. Paul arches his back, to shove his tasty butt higher in the hair, and lets Danny do all he wants with it while remaining completely still. He knows this is Danny's part of the scene. Paul then sits and rides on Danny, grabbing the banisters for anchors and bobbing up and down with delightful speed. From his shoulders on down, every muscle works hard, expert that he is. Paul cums a wowing gigantic shot still bouncing, coating the stairs but good. He steps off and we get a perfect shot of his ass before Danny cums and disappears. Paul seems awfully sad before darting off. Jack Sanders is hovering around the graveyard in his semi-real state and wakens Andrews Addams and Victor Rios from their eternal slumber, each of them dressed in some period style that shows when they died (Victor even wakes up smoking grass hysterically). These are three hunky ghosts with only time to spare, so we get a nice full-throttle three-way. Their clothing disappears (except for Victor's headband), and Andrew falls between the guys. Jack looks a little out of shape, but his dick looks delicious, and Andrew, expert porn fiend that he is, sucks it aggressively, as he does Victor's long dark meat. Andrew is capable of sucking them both together, or making them happy in alternation. He's full of rabid attention and the boys he's doing seem mighty happy to have him locked on their cocks. Andrew has an ace deep mouth and face-fucking is no problem for it. They drop to the ground for a circle-suck, and it's anybody's guess who is doing the best work since they all deliver sterling sucks. Victor is the sensual one, Jack the greedy one and Andrew has the talent. That makes for one hot trio of mouths on dicks. With Victor's cock in his mouth, Andrew gets fucked by Jack, who squeezes his entire cock into Andrew's butt from the get-go, and Andrew neither winces nor drops Victor. He can manage to take both cocks to the limit in both holes. Jack provides a nice friendly fuck, nothing too tough, while Victor is trying to gag Andrew, which of course Andrew is too darn good to let happen. Andrew then mounds his meaty butt around Victor's cock and bounces, with the energy level picking up here. He and Victor share sucking Jack's cock while Andrew never breaks stride in his riding. Andrew sucks fully, with Victor taking care of the balls, until Jack starts to feed his cock to them both alternately. Their focus on his cock is great enough that Jack blasts a load all over Victor's neck and chest, causing a shot from Victor on himself and then one from Andrew, which means Victor is one cum-rag of a ghost! They all disappear back into time when it's over. The sun breaks over yonder window and it's daytime. Granted, they only arrived at night, so it's not really 24 hours, but let's not be persnickety. We're treated to a montage of the home's lovely treasures and then find one of the best, Braeden Casey, still asleep on the couch. Damon gently awakens him and they continue what they teasingly started in the first scene. They kiss like they could be real-life lovers with Damon really working the passion hard. Damon blows again, reaching for more and more with each suck, Braeden's hands on his scruffy hair to keep him there. Braeden cums and then they crumple happily in each other's arms. "There's no fucking ghosts here," Braeden says as Damon tries to explain his ghostly encounter with Cameron. "I wasn't scared, because I thought it was you," Damon says, believably. Cameron reappears and this time Braeden sees him, too. They are both scared, but Cameron points to a tall vase on the table. Damon reaches inside and finds loads of cash. Hundreds of thousands of dollars! "Well, this house paid off after all!" Director Thor Stephans has come up with another wonderful plot-filled extravaganza, this one a little tamer than some of his other efforts in terms of sheer wackiness. He is fully concentrated, it seems, on the sex, which allows a scene as good as the Danny-Paul scene or the graveyard three-way to stay in the mind long after the scene ends. The plot is merely a structure here, and a believable one, but the able performers make it work. Damon Wolf is a revelation, a good actor, handsome as hell, and wonderful with sex. If mainstream Hollywood had used this angle in its similar movie, things would have turned out a lot better! A Video Review by Brent Blue