There is no denying that Chi Chi LaRue is one of the hottest directors working in the gay porn industry today. But what is her deal with all that spitting ? I so desperately want to make a bet with her that she can't do one entire video without the spitting. I think she'd explode without the spitting. Some people find it fascinating and sexy and all that, but it just kinda makes me want to gag. In some situations, like her Link series, it fits fine, it's even kinda hot. But a nice romantic fuck started by one lover hawking a lugie into the other one's ass just is not a Hallmark moment.
I had to get that off my chest, because there's oodles of saliva spewing in this video - even though the video itself is good.
Four guys sitting around talking about their various fantasies is the basic premise of this very lightly plotted vid. Lee Driver (a southern doll with a sexy drawl and looks to rival Antonio Sabato, Jr.), Vince Bandero (one of the hunkiest, sexiest ethnic fuckers out there), Tommy Lord (a hunky boy with an insatiable sexual appetite) and one of my new favorites Tanner Hayes (another cutie who can devour the biggest cock in one fell swoop and doesn't stop until it explodes) are the four studs complaining about how crappy the gay bar scene is. One by one, they spout off their fantasies to the others.
First up, Driver is somehow forced to pay for sex. In this alternate universe, how could this boy have to pay for anything ? I've met him - I see the line that follows him, with men begging to buy him yachts and stuff. However, this is a fantasy, so he hires veteran porn hunk (who still looks fine) Casey Williams. The two engage in some fine kissing before they take turns swapping blow jobs and rim jobs. Driver particularly enjoys when Williams tries to tunnel his way into Driver's colon with his tongue. Driver then bends Williams, who is begging for that southern meat, over the sofa and proceeds to ram his healthy boy-cock into the squealing hustler. When the event is over, Williams hands Driver back his money, saying that it was so good Williams should have been paying him. (Lee, honey, you ever get the urge to pay for sex you just give Gay Chicago a call ? the rumors are very true. I'm pretty cheap.)
Now it's Lord's turn to spin his tale and he doesn't even start it! It begins with sexy foreign hunk Jens Hammer trapped in a cage stroking his meaty, uncut schlong. Spike walks in and pokes his amazing rod through the bars so that Hammer can sample his goods. Then Dean Temple (Driver's real-life boyfriend) walks in and joins by poking his own big rod through so that Hammer can alternate. Both Spike and Temple return the favor to Hammer as Lord walks in to join the action. Soon, everyone is sucking away at everything that's protruding. Lord even grabs hold of a steel bar (the kind trapeze artist use) and flips himself over so he and Hammer can engage in some vertical 69 action. Temple and Lord then squat over Spike and Hammer's cocks, respectively, Temple enjoying every inch of Spike's ten. Then Spike fucks Lord as Lord is buried inside Temple for a hot little daisy chain that only LaRue can capture.
Hayes tells his story about Jack Reilly fixing his sink. Reilly, of course, is the stereotypical straight man, complete with pregnant wife who won't "give it up." Hayes decides to work on Reilly's plumbing as Reilly is working. It is a strictly oral scene, Hayes doing all the work yet doing it terrifically. Reilly just lays there shouting orders and asking Hayes if he likes it. Dude, quit talking so much - you want him to suck your dick or recite a poem? Poor Hayes had no idea if he should answer or keep on sucking. Here's my motto: Less talk, more cock. However, because of Hayes' enthusiasm for dick, the scene works. Doesn't hurt that he's adorable, either. Reilly does have a nice cock that stays good and hard - but the boy needs to quit being so inquisitive.
Final scene has Lord throwing innuendoes to Vince Bandero, saying that he would love to see Vince doing it with his brother, Matt. Such is the prelude to this sizzling scene. Vince is stroking away on his bed, thinking no one is home, when outside his door, little brother Matt is peeking in and pulling at his own pud. Vince catches lil' bro and asks if he wants to do more. Matt eagerly jumps into the room and swallows his big brother's uncut dong. (And a beautiful dong it is!) Matt obviously enjoys what he's doing, evident by the gallons of pre-cum that oozes out of his own uncut prick. Vince tells Matt "not to tell anyone" and slides his dick into the bowels of his bro. "It hurts," Matt whimpers, but that tune changes quickly as Vince begins to pound Matt furiously. It's a great scene, made even more so by Vince's commanding presence. I mean, who wouldn't want him as a nasty-talking big brother?
The dialogue is kind of hokey and seems ad-libbed, but the sex is really all that seems to matter in this production, and it's hot. I was kind of hoping that our four leads would get together for a final friendship-fuck; they certainly had terrific chemistry. (Possibly in a later video, Chi Chi?) Everything else kicks (music, videography, editing, etc.), and fans of "brotherly love" will find the last scene a must-see.
- Jeremy Spencer