WARNING!
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Sports & Recreation | 2003 | 120 |
This ain't your father's Industrial Revolution.
There's definitely a reopening of the age-old man-versus-machine battle in this aptly titled effort. In this case, one has to wonder whether it's better to get fucked by a non-stop dildo machine or a real man? When each is doing the work here, you may find yourself thinking of a winner, but wait a few moments before deciding. Actually, I waited through the whole thing without coming to any conclusion. The end result is a hot series of fucks, no matter whether the top was born or built.
In the first scene the thematic argument is presented to us with both options one after another. The action starts with Dixon Scott, a cute dark hairy guy wearing a knit cap, getting fucked relentlessly by this machine. The machine in question sounds something like a buzz saw, with a piston that finds itself tipped with a large wide dildo. The ceaseless energy is something no human could match, and if greased every so often, it doesn't need to be fed either. It's capable of changing speeds and really punch-fucking deeply, provided it has an ass as willing as Dixon's. Watching all of this is Ollie Kicks, a handsome muscular wiry guy with tattoos all over his back. If you thought there was no need for human partners with this machine, just remember that you can't salivate for metal the way you can for a dreamboat like Ollie. While the fucking continues, Dixon deep-throats Ollie, who is controlling the speed of the dildo for his partner. A face full of Ollie and playing with a clean machine provides a damn pretty picture. Dixon is then turned around so that he blows the dildo with Ollie now playing with his ass. Ollie fucks him and for a moment the argument becomes moot. Man has to be better. Just look at the power Ollie shows, the crashing together of two masculine bodies, the heat of Ollie's determination. Can you get that from a piston and a piece of rubber? Plus, Ollie sprays a load all over the dildo and Dixon's face, and that's the clincher. Dixon stuffs the wet cock and dildo BOTH down his throat before getting off a bounder of his own.
For the next vignette we are presented with the argument in a different way, this time without the man in the equation. If a machine can't equal the passion of a man, when there is no man around, the machine comes in awfully handy. Roman Gabriel, a thick muscular hottie with such chewy lips (on the box cover), spends the entire scene getting plugged the by tireless machine (we must remember to ask director Drew Warner if he has named this machine, it seems only fair). With the sounds left in, you can hear the grind of the gears as the dick pumps its way into Roman's waiting ass, he with his cock hard and his eyes closed in lust. Roman plays with the controls himself, which means he can ratchet up the speed in order to prove to the viewer just how capable his ass is. The wheels spin and Roman takes whatever speed he wants. After a while of increased speed, Roman gives his stretched ass a break with some sensually slower speed, but he has never stopped the machine. Could a man go this long without a break? Roman's stamina is to be admired. Even after the cums, the machine still doesn't stop and continues whirring as the scene fades out.
The most clever scene presents our main theme in the guise of fantasy versus reality. In black-and-white, we see solidly built hairy Dakota Phillips giving the machine head, this time fitted with a black dildo. He opens wide for this inanimate object, perhaps wasting a fine blowjob on it. Suddenly, in living color, Jack Simmons appears where the dildo used to be and is the lucky recipient of Dakota's hard work. Dakota works like a pro with lots of moisture and even more intent. Plus, the dildo can hardly moan in the sexy cooing way the super sexy Jack Simmons can, right? Back in black-and-white, Dakota gets fucked by the machine, but this fit isn't quite as comfortable as the others. You can see Dakota's body pushed by the dildo, which can't navigate the friction of a normal ass the way a human could. Or, the way Jack Simmons does back in the universe of color. Jack is a wild man, making sure to squirm deep into Dakota's tight butt so that his entire mammoth dick fits. Jack has a way of changing speeds at whim, along with power, that makes him so sexy. I think perhaps the winner of the argument in this scene is rather obvious, not only through the bland black-and-white versus color, but because Dakota seems to be enjoying himself a whole lot more with porn vet Jack to help. Dakota cums first for Jack, who is still fucking him, and then Jack shoots all over Dakota's body. Dakota does cum for the machine, which of course can't volley back.
So, can man and machine work in tandem for the purpose of pleasure? That would be the best answer to this quest. At the start of the final scene, the dildo is doing its thing into Drew Warner's ass with bald masculine Mitch Cole helping out, mainly by looking as sexy in a harness and jeans as Drew does in chaps, a vest and a well-oiled dildo machine. Mitch watches with anticipation, even sticking his finger in at one point. Mitch helps the machine go in by spreading Drew's cheeks wide apart, or holding onto the pole as if he's in charge of the motion. Mitch does have some control, since he's in charge of the speed, and he makes Drew take it the fastest its gone yet. Drew doesn't get a break, but it doesn't look like he needs one, beautifully handling any speed. There are times this scene could use some trimming as there isn't a whole lot for Mitch to do initially, but soon enough, Mitch is in front of Drew, his cock providing a mouthful of what Drew is also getting up the butt. Drew's tongue-piercing flashing, he has a grand time deep-throating Mitch's dick. Though the blowing becomes the center of the scene, you always hear the grinding of the machine in the background, so you know that Drew's sprightly blowjob is being egged on by the constant fucking he's also getting. Since the dildo shows no signs of stopping, Mitch stops it himself and takes its place in Drew's ass for an impassioned fuck, which finds Mitch riding Drew far more furiously than even the dildo at its breakneck pace. Taking a break, Mitch revs up the machine for another trip inside Drew. Just watching this gets Mitch to squirt on Drew's ass, followed by a juicy spray from Drew.
Yeah, so how come the machine doesn't get top billing (or any billing) here? It's in every scene and it does damn good work. It's tireless and always watchable. It's a great contraption for the always-horny to have in the basement somewhere, and it makes for a unique scene partner. Of course, so do the men. You can't have the scenes without them. Those getting plugged by the machine are brave troupers and the ones who provide the alternative dicks every bit as sexy.
I guess the question goes unanswered for now ...
A Video Review by Brent Blue
If you're an anal aficionado wanting to see lots of creative and relentless backside stimulation (well, aren't we all?), then you might want to call your friendly neighborhood video retailer and sweetly ask them to reserve a copy of Man vs. Machine for you. You'll be there in a jiffy.
"Creative and relentless" is the key phrase here, folks. This vid features a machine onto which a dildo-of-your-choice is attached at the end of a long stainless steel rod and pistoned back-and-forth for as long as your orifice desires. The stroke length can be adjusted by the positioning of the rod on a wheel, as well as well as the frequency of the stroke via remote control. Novices could tentatively have an itty-bitty training-dildo just noodle around down there and, conversely, avid bottom-dwellers could be pummeled by their favorite foot-long monster-cock, ad prestissimo, no less. Fun for everyone!
Unfortunately, you won't see the latter in this video, nor will you see anyone remotely struggling with the machine. Even though all the bottoms only partake of the machine's talent with an insouciant, careless ease, what you will find is some awfully passionate and creative interactivity with the machine, the guy on the receiving end and another fellow taking on various interactive roles. What may be relentless activity by a cold machine is certainly counteracted with creative sex by hot men.
Seeing a doggie-styled, young, butch guy with his jeans shucked down to his work-boots is always a great way to begin a session in my opinion. That's how you'll find newcomer Dixon Scott in the first scene; his hairy, semishaved butt being pistoned by the machine with a good-sized dildo. Lubricant is enthusiastically applied by a tattooed and tank-topped Ollie Kicks who really seems to take an avid interest in Scott's hole that's being impaled. Kicks is obviously into some pretty hot dialogue with Scott, but the incessant grinding of the machine was so loud that we're unable to make much of it out. I had really wished that Kicks would have douched the machine with a few hearty squirts of the lube instead just to quiet the damn thing down. Anyway, these rough studs are pretty captivating to watch, especially when Kicks moves around front and forces a face-fuck while Scott keeps his pert ass applied to the machine. Kicks keeps a kick-assed erection throughout while he alternately grabs Scott's head, his ass and also manipulates the remote-control that varies the speed on the machine. Scott then gives some great oral attention to the dildo while Kicks digs in the other end with four fingers no less. Finally, the machine is turned off, we get to hear Kicks crank up the dialogue and the two get into a no-holes barred, honest-to-goodness, butt-slapping plowing. Kicks then pulls around front side and festoons his load, both over the dildo and Scott's face. His subsequent load lands on Kick's hand, which gets wedged right back into Scott's willing mouth.
As is often the case, the most attractive actor is on the box cover to reel us in, and then little is delivered. Same goes here folks. The "star" here is Roman Gabriel, who's a tasty, shaved,and well-muscled young Latino hunklet. The interminable scene is of him on his back like a cough-drop, thighs up in pap-smear position with the dildo grinding away. At one point, there's a close-up of his hand adjusting the remote control. We're hoping he'll speed the poor machine up, but no, he's adjusting it down! (I swear, I saw the machine yawn at this point). What a waste not to have seen Gabriel dominated by anything human or, well, dominating. The cum shot was almost an insipid waste of effort. Boo.
Scene three features hunky Dakota Phillips taking the bottom lead with even hunkier Jack Simmons manning the controls. The theme of this scene is definitely "black-n-white" for everything takes part in that theme: The two actors, jockstraps, dildoes and even the film modes are all juxtaposed accordingly. Phillips looks like a third-baseman on a pro-baseball team: Big thighs and ass and a face that would drive a truck-stop waitress to her knees. Simmons looks like pro baseball outfielder: Bigger thighs and ass and a face that would drive a third-baseman to his knees. The machine is equipped with a larger black dildo this time, which Phillips manages to take part of it in his mouth and even a smaller bit of it in his smooth, beefy butt. Lo and behold, Simmon's cock puts the dildo to shame, and our hunky third-baseman gets thoroughly impaled by the real thing. Both guys looked great, but Phillip's dialogue consisted nothing more than innumerable "oh yeahs" over and over, both to Simmons and the machine; hardly what man-on-man action is made of. If you're into seeing a straight guy get plowed, my bet would go to Phillips in this scene.
Drew Warner was not only the director of this work but was also featured in the last segment. He's definitely equipped with the most accommodating and bubbliest butt. He's paired with Mitch Cole, another swarthy young leather stud, along with the ubiquitous dildo-machine. We finally got to see the dildo revved up to high speed; an appropriate soundtrack would have been Flight of the Bumble-Bee. Warner's luscious butt is spread and toyed with while he takes a furious pumping from the machine. Nice! However, there was hardly a flinch from Warner or much reaction from Cole while this was going on. Again, the interactive sex heated up once the machine was out of the picture. An unrestrained, perfervid bottoming followed in which Warner was slammed face-down over a table while Cole battered his backside. Just before cumming, he shoved the pistoning dildo back in Warner's ass, letting the machine pump away while he did the same.
If you're looking for a video featuring hot muscle-studs that agonizingly struggle with anal penetration, then pass this one over and get any flick where Alec Powers or Gianfranco bottoms. If you're into some semikinky anal penetration and really get off to seeing young, rough guys really get "in" to each other, then Man vs. Machine might just be what you're looking for.
- Jonathan Brill