WARNING!
Filippo Romano
Chris Steele
Rob Romoni
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Massive Studio | 2003 | 90 |
The opening shots of director John Bruno's "Trucker" actually do show a big rig or two, but the main trucker here is the character played by a menacing Chris Steele, at his hairiest and most butch, a nefarious man who keeps a modern-day harem of manly men for his sexual use.
Off-duty, Chris, sporting a goatee and dark sunglasses, picks up hitchhiker Jason Land, an adorable blond with a smooth body and a winning smile. Jason gets in the truck and before he can thank Chris, the latter has growled: "Do you like cock, boy?" The doors are locked and Jason is trapped. Chris brings him to his lair, where Joe Foster is told to show him the ropes. "Make sure he knows what happens if he pisses me off," Chris says as he stomps off. Joe explains that Trucker gives them food, clothing, shelter and even workout space (shown in a giddy well-edited montage). See, not a bad way to live!
Chris then walks in on a pool game being played by humpy Carlo Cox, with a great V-shaped torso covered with oodles of sexy hair, Greg McCord, a brunet with shadow on his face, and Ross Taylor, a very handsome graying guy with a sprawling chest. Chris demands that Carlo and Greg rim Ross, and they go about it very wetly, very loudly, and with total energy. After prying open his hole with their tongues and fingers, Carlo gets a blowjob from Greg, while Ross sucks Greg. This chain is wonderfully talented, taking Chris' orders before he even has to utter them. Carlo throws a leg up on the pool table and has Greg eat his ass and Ross blow him. Carlo can't stay idle, so he gets to lick Chris' armpit, and does so as hungrily as the guys working on him. Carlo fucks Greg, who is blowing Chris, and Carlo does it with the nastiest oomph possible. It's absolutely animalistic. Greg doesn't seem at all upset, even sticking his own fingers into his hole as Carlo crashes into him. Carlo stays with Greg as Chris takes Ross in a side-by-side fuck on the pool table. Chris immediately bursts out with the same power as Carlo, so these two bottoms are getting massive fucks. The tops finally take their bottoms sideways on the table, still totally tireless, before everyone gets to cum. Chris drops a nice one on Carlo.
Tony Micelli, a tall brunet wearing a baseball cap and a rock-hard body, is in the bike room cleaning motorcycles with Arik Travis, another dark-haired hottie with a beautifully chiseled face. Tony would rather stroke something else, and Arik agrees, but Chris has a rule that no one can have sex without his permission. Tony decides to forsake the rules, and that means screwing Arik. Sitting on the bikes, they get hard for each other, and then Arik moves over to Tony so they can rub their cocks together. Arik sucks Tony, deep-throating him with gorgeous ease, devoted to keeping his face on that dick no matter what. Tony also gets to blow Arik's much thicker cock, so it's understandable that he swallows less. Tony's hairy butt gets royally rimmed by Arik, who gyrates his whole face around the wet butt. In a makeshift sling, Tony fucks Arik, so effortlessly he can put one hand behind his back and let the sling make the motions. Arik is the recipient of a speedy fuck, which Tony delivers with full in-and-out power shots. Tony then bends him over the motorcycle and fucks him while slapping his ass. Though the fuck here is more standard than in the last scene, it loses none of the vivacity, with Arik truly a winner of a bottom. Arik cums sucking Tony's dick and then Tony has a wowing shot of his own.
Joe Foster, that hunky Aussie with the solid body and face that begs to be kissed, and Filippo Romano, tall dark and handsome to the nth degree, wash Chris' clothing ... in the toilet! "Where do you want me to shit, down your throat?" Chris bellows before tossing the rebellious duo into the bad-boy room, where dimpled buff hottie Rob Romoni is already in residence. Immediately, Filippo rims Rob and Joe blows him. In moments, all three are completely sweaty, as Filippo and Joe share their chores. Rob sits back and is worshipped by these guys, who seem to know no boundaries when it comes to pleasing their pal. Filippo has some great spitting moments in Rob's ass as Joe is deep-throating. When Filippo starts to jam his finger into Rob's beautiful butt, you know the fucking is coming. However, that's only a tease, because things move into a sublime rimming-chain where Filippo takes on Joe doing Rob. Filippo's lustiness in Joe's ass seems to inspire Joe, and Rob gets the rim of his life. Rob gets to turn active when he blows the other two, slurping down their cocks as if they are the last two he'll ever see, furiously alternating and of course taking them both together as well. The fucking starts with a chain-fuck. Rob is in the middle, aggressively going back and forth with both topping and bottoming. He crashes into Joe, but it's Filippo who has the most power here. And it's very telling that the guys are constantly turning their heads backwards so they can lick and kiss each other. They continue the man-in-the-middle fucking sideways on the floor, and as if that were not enough, Rob gets on his back with Joe fucking him, Filippo standing over them, getting alternately blown by the bottom and rimmed by the top. Joe fucks with colossal authority, and it's a fight between Joe and Rob to please Filippo. Filippo gets the final fuck in, taking Rob doggy, with Joe in front getting blown. Filippo has a grand time here with full handless thrusts. Filippo and Joe cum on Rob's chest and then Rob finishes.
Chris descends the stairs to where Jason is being kept and promises that if he doesn't beg for more after Chris has his way with him, he will let him go. They kiss for a while, Chris so ultra-manly and overpowering. Jason starts off by blowing Chris' wanker, not at all even trying to pretend he doesn't want to be doing so. Chris is great with his teasing, clearly in charge of what Jason gets to do, but Jason is an excellent blower and soon enough Chris lets him take over. There is some ensuing 69 action where Jason shows no let-up in style and Chris gets to pluck away at Jason's perfect bubble-butt. Chris spits into the ass and chases it with his tongue, intense as hell, as Jason bleats, "suck my ass, Trucker!" Jason then sits on Chris' face and jacks off while Chris tongue-fucks his ass. It seems Chris can't get enough of his tasty ass and continues with Jason sitting in a chair, where Chris adds some blowing to the mix. Chris had promised Jason a "nice and slow" fuck, and he actually delivers, bringing down the power level to a soothing fuck, but only at first. Soon enough, Chris is taking him with maximum force, but Jason isn't complaining at all. His butt seems to have been made just to fit Chris' cock and they fuck in every position, the two of them insatiably playing their sexual parts to the hilt. Late in the scene, Jason goes to sit down on Chris' cock and the ease at which he fits it all in, combined with the sheer speed, is an easy highlight to an already wowing scene. Jason bobs spectacularly and then Chris gets in one last missionary fuck, which results in Jason cumming, followed buy a juicy shot from Chris. I don't think I'm ruining a surprise by telling you Jason wants to stay. "I told you," Chris says confidently.
Chris Steele lords over "Trucker" with a nasty energy, and he gives an exciting performance, matched by each of his co-stars. The men, and they are manly men, are game for eager balls-to-the-wall sex. Rimming seems to be a favorite focus of director John Bruno, and with the asses cast here, it's no wonder the guys with the tongues were so eager to take them on. Everything sprints along at a breakneck pace, each scene a winner, adding up to one hell of a potent effort.
A Video Review by Brent Blue