WARNING!
Steven Daigle
Wilfried Knight
Junior Stellano
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Lucas Entertainment | 2010 | 134 |
Description source: promotional material
New York City. Eight million fucking people all clawing their way to the top. Money, fame, beauty, sex. It's about power. It's about being a king - the Kings of New York. Watch the men in charge school a new class of hopefuls who all want their bite of the Big Apple.
Scruffy French daddy Wilfried Knight gets yanked out of the trunk of a car by two ruff and buff cronies and led to a secret dungeon where he finds Junior Stellano, King of the New York Underground. Junior interrogates his captive, until Wilfried pulls his cock out of his underwear, hypnotizing him. Junior's cock comes out in due turn and Wilfried sucks him into passivity. The two strip each other's clothes off and Junior takes a big taste of Wilfried's hairy asshole. Wilfried shoves his cock down Junior's seedy throat and face-fucks him, before settling in to a spit-soaked rimjob. The captive becomes the captor as Wilfried fucks Junior into submission. Grasping for a power play, Junior flips Wilfried and fucks him back. He resolves the situation with a double-sided dildo, which the two muscle studs fuck until Junior cums across his chiseled abs. Wilfried finishes on Junior's face and it's clear all debts have been settled... for now.
Aspiring model Phillip Aubrey is stunned to see that his first photo shoot in the Big Apple is with none other than world-renowned fashion photographer Rafael Alencar. Following a stellar shoot, King of Fashion Mr. Alencar zooms straight into Phillip's kissable mouth. The lensman and his subject strip down and Rafael sucks Phillip before feasting on his immaculate hole. He tongues the new "It Boy"'s hole with close-up precision. Phillip takes Rafael's monstrous cock and slurps it like a born A-lister. The two 69 until Rafael reclines, allowing the blond bottom to sit upon his pulsating, uncut erection. Rafael lifts Phillip on and off his famous cock until his butt bounces like a beach ball. Securing his spot in the fashion pages, Phillip rides Rafael's raging rod all the way to the top.
King of Porn Michael Lucas, has fucked miles of hole to get to where he is on the gay porn totem pole, and ambivalent California porn star Rod Daily is ready to take a lesson. Ready to rack up some miles on his own frequent fucking card, Rod immediately commences sucking on Michael's famous pole. Michael gets ready for a close-up with Rod's hungry hole, and rims him voraciously. Not one to avoid getting down to business, Michael pounds Rod's blockbuster ass until he cums like a superstar. "I think you're ready for your comeback," Michael assures him, and from the action that has just unfolded it's clear that the King's got it right.
Reality TV star Steven Daigle halts the judging of a new talent competition to console defeated Broadway dancer Zach Alexander. Steven gives Zach some wise and reasonable advice on showbiz, but Zach gets the wrong idea and initiates a hot and surprising casting couch session. Steven strips the determined twink and gets his celebrity cock sucked backstage. He goes down on Zach in return and bends him over for a salacious rimjob. Steven pounds Zach's naïve ass doggy style, before sitting on the casting couch to give the eager Zach a ride on his stiff wood. Zach rides Steven like his career depends upon it - and it does! They flip and ride each other like bulls until they cum like crazy.
"If I can make it there/ I'll make it anywhere/come on/come through/ New York, New York!"
The immortal words of Kander and Ebb's singular homage to New York City take on a new meaning in "Kings of New York," more along the seedier lines of making the Big Apple conform to those in charge (and it's no coincidence that I picked the line that says "come" twice). Four scenes here are lessons in what it really takes to succeed. Is it money? Is it power? Is it jazz hands? Of course not! It's sexual prowess and the ability to use it to one's advantage. As cynical and jaded as the city itself, "Kings of New York" is vintage Lucas Entertainment. It has no time for romance or dreams, just quick solid fucking to prove its point. The people at the top are the ones who have exploited their sexual prowess.
Junior Stellano is the first scene's narrator, telling us that in New York City, "it's all about being the king," rattling off the powers and influence he has by being one. The list may seem shallow, but then again so is New York City, and we wouldn't have it any other way. It seems that our Junior didn't get "to the cream of the crop at the top of the heap," to steal more of the song lyric, just because of his good looks and authentic accent. When his driver stops the car, we find out that he has Wilfied Knight nearly naked in the trunk! Junior and his goons take Wilfried into a scary looking room and tie him to a chain link fence. Junior, a strapping guy with a tightly-clipped beard and whole lot of muscle, decides to teach French stunner Wilfried a lesson about trying to play around on his turf. Said lesson is, natch, sexual. Junior, horror of horrors, pushes his cock in Wilfried's face. Oh, yeah, that'll teach him to … to … salivate over cock. He blows Junior eagerly and then it's Junior's turn to do the same, but since Junior is the harder of the two, more time is spent with Wilfried delivering a lovely deep-throat. Junior pushes his face up Wilfried's ass as Wilfried gyrates on his face with a feisty rimjob, which he alternates with some dicksucking. Wilfried certainly knows how to exploit that phenomenal ass of his, moving it all over Junior's scruffy face. When it's Wilfried's turn to munch Junior's ass, we find that Junior has an experienced hole, deep and ready. There is no question that the ass-eating is the best part of this scene. We then learn that being top dog in New York City does not mean being a top, because it's Wilfried who fucks Junior, now showing us just how experienced Junior's ass is as crashes in and out with great ease and speed. If Junior seems a bit disconnected from it, it's certainly not because Wilfried is lacking in giving him an excellent workout. Junior then fucks Wilfried, adopting the same speedy pace and using his hefty frame to grind a deep plow into Wilfried. Junior is all smiles as he produces a double-headed dildo, inserts it into Wilfried and then himself so the two can bump booties as they anally inhale the piece. Junior cums and Wilfried feeds some of it back to him, licking up some of it himself and then cums on Junior's waiting tongue. With a big smile, Junior tells Wilfried, "fuck me over again and the next lesson won't be so fun." If I were Wilfried, I would tempt fate and see what the next lesson has in store, because this one was pretty damn delightful.
Phillip Aubrey, new to the city and sporting the Southern accent to prove it, commits a cardinal sin. He talks to his cab driver! As expected, the cab driver doesn't actually talk back to him, no doubt completely uninterested that Phillip is late for his first modeling photo shoot. A good-looking blond with sharp features, Phillip finally arrives on the set, where Ben Andrews is being shot by ravishing Rafael Alencar. A hunk like Rafael would certainly be inspiration for any model to work his hardest. I mean, "look at the camera" becomes an easy request when Rafael is behind it. With typical New York attitude, Rafael is hassled that Phillip is late, but finishes with Ben and then becomes a bit nicer in the dressing room, fitting Phillip with a wardrobe. "Yeah, let's take some pictures," Rafael growls, in a way that says, "boy, you are going to be on all-fours very soon." Phillip, acting the geeky newbie very well, gushes over Rafael's artistic talents, and Rafael points out that the way to the top is by sleeping with the right people. "Are you the right people?" Phillip asks? DUH! One-of-a-kind Rafael moves in for the make-out with Phillip, both of them sporting luscious bodies. Rafael is all hard mutscle, while Phillip is leaner and wirier. Phillip is hard already, but Rafael doesn't suck his dick. Instead, he teasingly licks his way around Phillip's body until getting to his ass. Phillip pins his legs behind his neck and Rafael rims and blows him. While Rafael sucks, his gaze rarely leaves Phillip's, giving him masterful control of the action. It's the same with his fast-flapping tongue action in Phillip's hole. It's undeniable that Phillip's perfectly hairless asshole is a dreamy one. Then it's time for Phillip to worship Rafael. That, of course, means fishing into his underwear for the movie's biggest boner, which Phillip handles quite well. Deep-throating it is out of the question, but Phillip chugs magnificently well in his quest to slurp down so many of its unbelievably thick inches. If Rafael weren't a king of New York by virtue of his photography skills, he would be due to his dick size. The two 69, set against the stark white of the set and both seem to have a blast. Rafael isn't shy, because as he's sucking Phillip, he starts fingering Phillip's ass. Phillip isn't shy, either, because he then sits himself down on Rafael's dick and skewers himself on the whole length of it for a spiffy bounce. No longer the naïve hick, Phillip is an ace bottom who can turn himself around on Rafael's dick without pulling off. This is sublime bottoming, and what's best are the positions. The guys work in some of the hardest, and we should never forget just how big Rafael is! Their whole riding section, whether by Phillip's bouncing or Rafael's upwards thrusting, is absolute perfection. After all the impressive gymnastics, Rafael takes over, putting Phillip on his back and nailing him missionary. He sends his whole cock deep into Phillip, who is by now an expert at managing its size. The camera swoops all over the action to capture it from all angles. Phillip, who has worn a look that says, "I've officially reached heaven" the whole time, cums with Rafael still in him, and then Rafael stands over him to let loose a gigantic shot all over Phillip's face and chest.
Now, let's be honest, friends. In a movie called "Kings of New York," did you not expect that Michael Lucas himself would pop up as one, no doubt the most powerful succubus of the whole lot? We first encounter him in an elevator where Phillip seems to annoy imperious Michael just by being there. It's the longest elevator ride in recorded history, but eventually Michael makes it to his office where Rod Daily is waiting for him. Rod, a cute but rough sort, is teed off because he was supposed to be on the cover of a magazine that instead bears the image of the Prince of the Pout. Michael enlightens Rod about what it takes to be so successful that he can fill his walls with all of the magazine covers he's been on (more of a reminder to the audience, methinks, than Rod, and it's a point well-taken). Unlike tortured Wilfried and rube Phillip (whose "little town blues" don't seem to "melt away" quickly enough), Rod knows exactly what the game is. He locks the door to Michael's office and goes down on him with authority and vim. Rod's shaved head gleams as he gives Michael a sensational blowjob, loud and aggressive. Michael only has to sit back and relax, not even removing his suit, because Rod is very much in charge of this blowjob. He literally uses his entire upper body to help conquer Michael's infamous rod. Rod has a star tattoo on each pec, and from just his sucking ability, I would say they are warranted. Both are naked when Michael goes in to rim Rod, whose tattooed body is a muscular dream. Michael, usually a big rimmer, all but skips that act in order to fuck Rod. Showing command and his usual elegance, Michael gives Rod an exquisite fuck. He starts with a simple doggy routine, but then crouches more atop Rod and varies his speeds to keep it interesting. Michael then fucks Rod upside down, sinking his long pole all the way down into Rod, and doing it with full in-and-out thrusts that make an interesting position even better. Michael's thankfully relentless fucking only stops when he pulls out to finger and lick at Rod's hairless hole now and then. The camera is definitely focused more on the Michael than on Rod. That's not necessarily a problem, because Michael is in fine fettle here, but Rod is a hunk who could use some more close-ups (or maybe that's just my dream!). Rod cums with Michael still fucking him and then Michael sprinkles a nice load on Rod's flawless abs.
There's an audition for a reality show in the movie's finale. And it's a corker. In fact, half expected Liza herself to show up and prove that I was right in using "New York, New York" as the movie's theme song instead of all of the others ("I Happen to Like New York" is too saccharine and being told that "the Bronx is up and the Battery's down/the people ride in a hole in the ground" is pointless as these power players wouldn't know the Bronx or the subway). Instead of Liza, we get drag queen Sherry Vine, looking like an awfully butch version of the Cowardly Lion from "The Wizard of Oz," just with better legs and a dress. Sherry's song is, well, unique. Two of the three judges (including Michael Musto, who is now becoming a Lucas Entertainment cameo regular), had to sit through all of Sherry's excruciating performance, while the third, talk glamorous Steven Daigle, shows up as it's ending. Next to audition for the three bitchy judges is Zach Alexander, an insanely handsome looker who does a very sexy dance routine. Steven is totally captivated, even if the other two don't stop bantering the whole time. Zach is obviously a dancer, and boy does he know how to show off his sinewy tight body for maximum effect. "You're just a reality TV star, what do you know about lassoing bulls, what do you know about dancing?" a clearly upset Zach brays when the other two judges have ditched the audition. "I don't lasso bulls, I ride bulls," Steven says, in a dialogue exchange that gets more howlingly funny as it continues, despite the fact that Steven is supposed to be comforting big-lipped cutie Zach. "My dream was to be on Broadway!" a dejected Zach whines and then hightails it backstage. "Fame is about who you know. I've been down this road before. I can get you another shot," Steven says with actual sincerity. However, this scene has a surprise twist. While Steven wants to help Zach because he's talented, Zach is the aggressor, putting the moves on Steven! Oh, this kid is going to be a king, for sure! From the moment Zach starts kissing Steven, there's an electricity to the scene, and Steven gets wrapped up in Zach's delicious energy. He pins Zack to the couch and they make out, but both want more than just kissing. In fact, there's even a bit of spitting to spice things up before Zach heads down to Steven's crotch and first licks at the cock through sexy undies. Once Zach blows Steven for real, we're back to wowing fervor. Zach is a nonstop bundle of dynamite, not only a very good sucker, but so focused! He also does the eye contact thing and knows his aww-shucks cutesy looks could melt anyone. Steven, totally captivated by the young sprite, licks his way down Zach and then blows and rims him. The latter is particularly hearty, but Zach has one of those bubble-butts that demands attention. Steve rims Zach in a few positions, but what really matters is how much his tongue seems to revel in tasting Zach's hole. With Zach already hanging off the couch, it's very easy for Steven to fuck Zach. He drips a ton of spit onto his cock and in he goes, rocking the littler Zach ideally. Steven has a jangling explosiveness to him that takes its cue from Zach's cooing delight in it. The two maintain chemistry despite Steven's increasingly demanding and angry fuck style, which Zach adores. Steven really socks Zach with some hard thrusting, but none of it scares Zach. Steven fucks Zach completely upside down, with the hairy bottom jiggling himself around Steven's dick and then going for broke in an awesome ride atop Steven's dick. These two are responsible for some of the movie's best fucking, and the fact that Zach is hard the whole time (and with a great long dick), makes it even more mouthwatering. What I did not expect, but welcomed completely, was Zach topping Steven! The flipping comes with no lessening in energy, and Zach proves to be quite the demanding top as well. He buries all of himself in Steven and pushes along with a manly insistence. It's back to Steven fucking Zach for cum time. Incidentally, wait around for the after-sex finale moment, because it's beautifully shot in an off-Broadway theater with magnificent lighting and camerawork.
As wry as "Kings of New York" appears to be on the surface, it's really a superb feast of sex. Except in the last scene, the vets tend to overwhelm the newcomers, but not by much. These eight guys are paired notably well and a lot of heat comes from each scene. I don't know what the mob or the Mayor might think, but I'm willing to crown some of these guys unofficial Kings of good old NYC.
DVD features: Chapters; widescreen; behind-the-scenes footage; bonus scene (from "Men of Israel"); interviews (Rod Daily and Steven Daigle); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Brent Blue ( http://ManNet.com )
*** Highly Recommended ***