Dustin Jeffreys finds Bryon Rogers and Rob Walker sucking face on a boat. He joins them for a three-way. Basically three high-mileage workhorses giving it their all. Watchable, but not much more.
Cutie-pie Alex Turner is frolicking in the sack with Jay Richards. Turner informs Richards that he's never been fucked before (though a close-up of his brown clam would suggest otherwise). Richards, of course, does not need to be asked twice to do the honors. They go through the standard sex-by-numbers routine, then Turner gets his itch satisfied. Watching an older guy take a younger pup is always fun, making this footage nice and steamy.
The music is abrasively obnoxious throughout, making you feel more like cleaning the house rather than relaxing. The generally harsh lighting doesn't help matters much either, removing any trace of romance and fueling the mechanical quality of the action. Some of these guys are here for the money, and it shows.
The scene with DeMarco and Pasquale breaks no new ground. Then we join four guys in a hot tub who all try too hard to convince the viewers of the great time they are having. It's all a bit too orchestrated to enjoy. It also seems as if some of these pups are running on "overload."
Michel Mattel is doing a door-to-door survey and sounds as dumb as a box of rocks when he speaks. He is a hottie, though, generating this feature's best scene. He gobbles Cody Marshall whole, then gets on all fours for a stellar rim job. Nice butt! Marshall porks him with all his heart, enjoying the long, deep strokes. This scene really comes as a surprise ending to an otherwise plain piece. Their positions change, the lighting is right on the money, and the two are there because they want to be. Perhaps this is worth enduring the filler that leads up to it???
- Burny Edmonds