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Distributor | Released | Length |
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Lucas Entertainment | 2003 | 100 |
Description source: promotional material
In this erotic thriller, superstar Michael Lucas and boyfriend Andy Hunter are having trouble in their relationship. Andy is being plagued by dreams of infidelity, which lead him on a journey of self-discovery and revenge. Along the way, he encounters some of the hottest men New York City has to offer.
With "Strangers of the Night," director Michael Lucas has really hit his stride. Combining his New York City filming style with Hollywood gloss, not to mention an engaging story and the pick of the best models the great city has to offer, this production emerges as easily one of my Lucas Entertainment favorites. Andy Hunter is ideally cast, and Mr. Lucas himself has a great deal of fun spoofing himself lightly.
Michael Lucas and Andy Hunter (carrying his second lead part after an exquisite turn in "His Terrible Twin" for Catalina), looking gorgeous with his dark hair and lean muscular body, are boyfriends. It seems Andy has been having these puzzling sexual dreams and he doesn't know what to make of them, though Michael seems unconcerned. In the first dream he describes, Marco Rochelle, so handsome with his chiseled cheeks and continental good looks, is in bed with tattooed Danny Hunter, a major hottie with a wickedly curving dick. They tumble right into a 69, with Danny opening amazingly wide for Marco's bigness. Marco sucks somewhat hairy Danny alone for a bit. It's back to 69 in some fun unlikely positions, but these mouths are so hungry that they are willing to contort. Danny's lone time on Marco's uncut cock is a very special blowjob. Danny rims Marco's ass with tons of gusto, his bright pink tongue getting the entire anal area, including his own face, gorgeously wet. He has energy to spare! His rimming-sucking combo is scorchingly hot. Danny wants to be blown again, so Marco gobbles him up again, and for dear life. They then suck Danny together. Danny turns himself in half for some auto-fellatio and Marco meets him there, tongue-to-tongue. It's a wildly clever moment. Both guys get in some more rimming time. Finally, Danny fucks Marco, and he does it with an insanely nasty series of pounds. He's just as aggressive anally as he was orally. Hitting Marco hard in both missionary and doggy, he seems to prefer the former, which finds the bed rocking all over of the place. They get faster and faster with Danny showing no signs of stopping. Marco splashes out a very thankful load while Danny continues to ride him and then Danny finishes.
Andy isn't convinced the dreams are really about other people and begins to gain some insight. He thinks of the next dream, which finds returning Marco Rochelle in an opulent bathroom with Nicholas Bardem, a Spanish small-eyed dreamboat who oozes sex just by walking into a room. Having just come out of the shower, they kiss to start a most aggressive scene. Marco goes down on good-looking Nicholas, as they clasp hands, and starts in on another deeply impassioned blowjob, full of eye contact and backless throating. They switch places, where Nicholas delights in stuffing as much cock in his face as possible, but in an even more frantic way. They go back and forth in a juicy display of mutual admiration, with equal abilities shining through. Hell, Nicholas even looks hot sucking Marco's fingers! Nicholas gets the first ass-munch done, splitting Marco's cheeks wide and diving into the further reaches of the deep hole. His sexy eyes even manage to stare at the camera while his tongue is lapping. They switch places, and Marco dive-bombs with an even faster paced chew, Nicholas dripping pre-cum all over the place. Marco props one leg on a chair and legs Nicholas ooze a fuck into him. With just the slightest grind of his well-muscled hips, he provides one of the sexiest fucks to be found in this story. It's sly and sensual, and provocative as hell, a real display of skill (and note that Marco is smiling the whole time). Close-up photography, becomes a huge selling point here, shows just how damn good this fuck is. Proving their absolute versatility, Nicholas rides on Marco, his own dick remaining very hard. He bounces darn high. This kid wants to be fucked big and bad. After that thrilling session, Marco drills Nicholas missionary on a chair, and note how firmly Marco's trunk-like legs are planted on the floor so that he can use as much power as possible. Nicholas cums being fucked, his face registering the pleasure, and then the hugely uncut Marco pulls out to splatter bedroom-eyed Nicholas. Their end of scene kissing is equally as hot as the sex that preceded it.
"I think you are losing your fucking mind," is Michael's pity response to Andy's ruminations. But, there's more. Andy's next dream finds Michael himself in a seedy hotel with Nicholas and Adrian Pena, a stacked short-haired brunet, sharing his famous long pole. We know Nicholas is a major hardcore player, but Adrian works himself into an exact same dither for the dick. Things tumble rather immediately into the fucking, with an amazing intensity. Nicholas fucks bubble-butted Adrian, who continues to chomp down on Michael's cock. Michael and Nicholas kiss when Michael's finger isn't inserted in Nicholas's mouth. Actually, look closely and you'll notice that Adrian is doing as much push-back as Nicholas is doing thrusting. Michael then stands on top of the bottom and lets Nicholas suck him off while still fucking Adrian, without losing a moment of pace doing either. Nicholas really steals this flick from everyone around him. While the fucking continues, Michael brings both of their faces to his cock and teases them with it, allowing each mere seconds to deep-throat it before giving it to the other. This has to be a highlight of this scene. These guys are insatiable, and there is plenty of cock to go around. Next, it's Nicholas' turn to bottom, with Adrian bounding into him with much the same exacting ability he just felt. Nicholas has Michael's cock to himself, but Michael repeats the motions by standing over him to let Adrian have some solo time and then teases them both again, their salivating tongues angling for precious moments with the master's dick. Adrian can completely deep-throat Michael, which few can do. Michael turns in a jackrabbit-fuck of Adrian, hammering away at him with tons of power, Adrian stealing some licks at Nicholas' cock. The bed squeals with noise as Michael continues his whomp, even using the momentum of the bed's springs to turn a simple missionary-fuck into something that looks like it doesn't use gravity. Adrian cums being fucked, then Michael pops a load all over Adrian's adorable face. All three look completely exhausted at the end, which they have every right to be.
This dream continues. Andy says he suddenly appeared in the same hotel room, but no one is there. He sniffs the sheets for evidence, and then suddenly Mario Ortiz and Carlos Morales are there with him. Carlos, looking supremely chiseled and sexier than the next ten sexiest men, is a welcome addition to the scene, but Mario Ortiz, a somewhat more gruff hairier version is incredibly hot himself. If you pity Andy being tucked between these two massive Latino hunks, you're underestimating Andy's talents. Andy gets between them to blow both of their gigantic fat dicks, handling them as valiantly as he can. Andy then sucks Mario, who sucks Andy's toes because they are way up in the air near his face, and Carlos works on Andy's deliciously long thin cock. Carlos, reinventing porn ability, licks from the bottom of Andy's ass to the tip of his dick and the camera seems unwilling to move. It's sizzling and though Andy is doing a bang-up job on Mario, Carlos has stolen the scene. Mario then bends over to join Carlos in a co-rim of Andy's luscious butt, with the two of them kissing loudly as they lip-smack around Andy's asshole. Andy then rims Carlos' ass, the meter by which so many other porn asses should be measured in terms of muscular perfection, and Andy nails it. His face a twisted mass of emotions, he growls a furious rimjob and excels beautifully, almost elegantly, his token intensity really hitting its absolute stride. Carlos is busy rimming Mario's fuckable hairy ass. Carlos fucks Mario, with Mario gorging himself on Andy's cock and unbelievably taking it all. So often used as a bottom, it's a pleasure to see Carlos top, and with one hand pinned behind his back, his squeezes a tip-top fuck into Mario, led by his incredibly strong legs. Andy then fucks Mario with a fun flashy style, totally the opposite of Carlos' strong quieter turn. Andy's body flies all over the place to attack this rock of a bottom, with Carlos standing above them letting Mario suck his dick. This is now firmly Andy's scene, and he makes the most of it. He hits speeds I didn't think were possible without a fast-forward button. Andy fucks Carlos missionary, with Carlos moaning loudly as he blows Mario, Andy working up yet another firestorm of energy. He even squirrels himself into a few cute positions to prove just how winning his style really is. Mario, with his dick firmly planted in Carlos' jaws, is so excited by all of this that he shares Carlos' feet with Andy. Carlos then sits on Andy, the latter bounding a fuck upwards into him, hitting the strongman with complete force. Carlos cums being fucked and then Andy's popper is one for the books (par for the course with Andy Hunter), and Mario has a bountiful one of his own, which he licks up completely. Phew, that was a long description, but the scene totally justifies it, trust me.
Andy has come to the conclusion (and I'm not sure the plot makes enough sense to lead us to it as well), that the dreams are all manifestations of Michael's infidelities. In a rage, Andy suffocates Michael with a pillow and then declares it's time to have some fun of his own. With no time wasted, he's tumbling on a sofa with brunet twink Damion by a fireplace. They kiss heatedly as they undo each other's pants. Damion, a tall younger guy with a nice solid body, starts sucking Andy and does a nice job of it. It's smooth with good use of hand and saliva. He pretty nearly hits the bottom and I'd call it a deep-throat. Anything more and the dick would come out the back of his neck. They then 69, with Andy doing a solid job of sucking Damion's impressively thick piece. Damion then attacks Andy's shapely ass with his tongue and gives a sensational rim, caught way up close. Andy returns to Damion's crotch for a lick-and-suck combo, also using his finger to get the anal work started. Two fingers, actually. Through the long oral section here, there is no loss of zing. Andy Hunter is on a two-scene roll and there is no stopping him. Thus, he goes for broke fucking poor Damion, squealing like a pig as he skewered. And Andy has all the tricks. It's not just speed or not just power, but it's gyration, it's odd positions, it's a real understanding of all the control a wonderful top can generate into the equivalent of a pornographic art form. Look at him ram his huge cock all the way into Damion and pull it out without any care for Damion. Sure, Damion looks pained, but it's a good pain. Andy rides Damion into next Tuesday, and even after Damion cums, Andy won't stop until he's ready for one of his gargantuan shots (I would hate to clean up the set after that spew). (There is also a watersports addendum that finds Andy peeing on Damion in the shower). Wait also for the twist ending.
Before I forget, I must mention the exquisite videography by Andre Adair and the music by J. Saba and S. Winter. The former is absolutely masterful and the latter has a creepy quality to it that sets the tone, but then disappears once the sex starts. One thing has remained constant in every Michael Lucas productions, and that is that frills have no place in a scene once the sex has begun. Straightforward and frank, the sex speaks for itself. Lucas Entertainment sex has rarely spoken as loud as it does here. Andy Hunter makes for a magnificent leading man, both sexually and as an overall presence, and the performers backing him up ride with him on his high crest rather than slowing him down.
"Strangers of the Night" has winner writ large on every passing frame.
DVD features: Dolby digital sound; an easy-to-navigate menu; previews ("Apartments," "Uncovered," "Fire Island Cruising 3," "Fire Island Cruising 4" and "Lucas on Top"); outtakes and bloopers (Michael giving a lesson on rimming; Nicholas and Marco unable to keep from mauling each other; an impromptu ass-shaving in the middle of a scene; and the delight of the crew as Michael's faux-suffocation is filmed); interviews (Nicholas Bardem, who is said to look like Antonio Banderas, but I'd say a dreamy John Leguizamo, he is a charmingly understated man who admits to a passion for blond, blue-eyed gym bunnies; and Carlos Morales, who is stalwart and intelligent, valiantly trying to stave off Michael's pointed questions, however, once Michael starts on a rant, Carlos gleefully joins him); and playable worldwide (no regional coding, with Macrovision copy-protection).
A DVD Review by Brent
Directors of adult film are currently making great strides to instill some sense of intrigue and credible content to their productions. The goal of raising content while maintaining hot sexual contact posses a dilemma that is as tricky as bottoming for the very first time. In a sense, you could either have a complete triumph or a bloody mess. Michael Lucas' Strangers of the Night cannot really fit in either category, mostly due to its middle-of-the-road lust factor combined with an almost unmanageable story line. This movie's plot is modeled around the sex thriller genre (a genre that needs far more elaboration than most porn can afford between all of the valuable fucking). It seems as though this genre has hit a saturation point, since I have reviewed several movies that encompass the notion of gay men being psychologically compelling.
Strangers of the Night is definitely not an adult film for couples since deception and mistrust lie at the very heart of its plot. However, if you have the suspicion that your man is not towing the line, just pop this flick in and see if anything other than his cock squirms.
There are some very redeeming moments that leap out from the emotional baggage that is straped to this endeavor. Every scene of this menagerie is conjured within Andy Hunter's jealous little mind. His boyfriend (Michael Lucas) is puzzled by his lover's accusations, accusations that unravel before the viewer. Marco Rochelle and Danny Hunter are presented to us in Andy Hunter and Lucas's bed. They 69 with great appeal, but the show stopper in this scene is Danny Hunter's huge slab of meat. Rochelle does his best to baste that huge cock treat with his mouth and does so without gagging. Hunter then curls his legs over his head and sucks his own skin-flavored burrito. Mmmmm, burrito. Some more play ensues before Hunter decides to take a drive down Rochelle's juicy pink man tunnel. Rochelle squirms as he takes all of Hunter's massive horsecock. Rochelle gushes all over himself while getting fucked. Hunter pulls out and creams all over his furry chest.
The action peters out a bit after the opening scene but comes back around when Lukas' boyfriend envisions him in an old hotel with Lucas Bardem and Adrian Pena. They waste no time and get right to fucking. Bardem and Pena trade off sucking Lukas' hefty meat and then move their attention to probing each other's cock smokin' assholes. Bardem mounts Pena very nicely. They flip-flop fuck, sucking Lukas off all the while. Lukas decides to take charge and nearly breaks the bed as he pounds Pena's man mound with precision. Pena gets his longing face hosed with Lukas' cream as the vision comes to a close.
Andy Hunter turns the tables when he pictures himself on the same bed with the brutish Carlos Morales and Mario Oritz. Hunter doesn't fair as well in the boy department as Lukas did in his scene, but he rises to the occasion all the same and proceeds to envelope the two thuggish looking Latinos into his realm of sexual pathology. Hunter starts things moving by smoking Morales and Oritz's cream-filled pink twinkies. Morales returns the favor by eating Hunter's clean ass. Morales briefly fucks Oritz before Hunter fucks both of the Latinos in tandem, riding one while sucking the other's cock down to the balls. The best part of the scene has to be when Hunter blows his wad, which I am sure hit the ceiling.
For some reason, Hunter's dreams have him so riled up that he take a pillow and smothers boyfriend Lukas. With his boyfriend out of the way, Hunter is free to fantasize about sexy Damion. They swallow each other's bones in a heated 69. Damien rims Hunter's pristine ass while Hunter digs around in Damion's cute little hole before eating it. Damion then presents his ass for Hunter to fuck. Damion cums after a lengthy poking and decides to eat the spunk where it has landed. Hunter curls his toes as he offers another big load for the camera.
Having viewed the unedited director's cut, I was waiting to see something way too kinky for the video stores to carry. What was included on the track was a brief scene where Hunter takes a piss on Damion's chest in the shower. I was slightly disappointed that it wasn't more shocking but chalked it up to a marketing ploy to entice fetishists while keeping vanilla audiences intrigued but not scared away by some body function freak show.
- Andrew Gyette