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Distributor | Released | Length |
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Pacific Sun Entertainment | 2003 | 80 |
Description source: promotional material
If you have ever yearned to feel the raw naked power of a double-fucking-cock-sucking-gang-fuck-initiation, then you must experience TAGGERS. 19 Year old MARKER (BOBBY BRENNAN) is new to the crew. Working for gang leader VANADL (GURA) in his graffiti shop, MARKER has secret sexual fantasies; leather slings and hard fucking with monster hung VANDAL as the star. MARKER knows that his crew - a gang of thick-dicked urban studs - is gonna bust him into their gang in an all night, double fucking, gang bang initiation. These hung and horny guys turf tag their names by the L.A. River and in back street alleys, while they fuck each other balls-to-the-wall. In a sewer… In a tagger store… In a deserted warehouse Slamming it up your ass! Cramming it down your throat! Get ready to be blown away!!! These TAGGERS shoot load after creamy hot load in a non-stop explosion of monster dicks And double penetrations – L.A. Style !
Director Phil St. John's "Taggers" concerns the initiation rites of a group of spray-painting dudes. Don't worry, they aren't menacing. They don't scrawl anything dirtier than their tagger names on walls that already look slated for demolition. They may look like ruffians that would have old ladies walking on the other side of the street, but underneath the floppy clothing, they are able talented performers. Mr. St. John, always with an eye to the luscious youthful types, has assembled a wowing cast for this funky little flick.
After a very apt rap opening song that explains some of what goes on with "taggers," Bobby Brennan, a truly handsome blond with open features and a body of developing steel, tells us that he has a crush on the leader of the tagger gang, Gura, playing a character named Vandal. Gura is a hairy, slightly menacing looking guy with a dirty mouth and a very large dick. Bobby dreams about him, and the dream has Gura, with a condom on already, being blown by blond ultra-twink Lexx Parker and amazingly hung brunet Jason Sizemore. Lexx is definitely more active on the cock and balls, but the two swap their spit at Gura's balls sweetly. Gura then sticks his dick into Lexx's shaved ass as the latter is also forced to choke on Jason's cock. Gura starts off fiercely and doesn't abate, with Jason not letting his dick go free. Lexx then sits to ride, bouncing up and down the full length of the shaft until Jason slips his dick inside as well. Lexx doesn't look the least bit pained and takes them both to the balls. A double-fuck with two dicks of this magnitude is mighty impressive. Lexx beats off on Gura's maze of stomach hair and then Gura hits Lexx's asshole with his cum. Jason has the final giant shot all the way up Lexx's back.
Lest we assume that these graffiti artists are ne'er-do-wells, Gura actually runs a paint shop and Bobby works there. One day, Gura goes out on an errand and leaves Bobby to run the shop. Bobby gets himself hard (and he has a gorgeous dick to match the rest of him) when he finds Polaroids of Gura, and just then delivery man Anthony Holloway comes in with boxes of paint. "Duuuuude, I gotta do something about that," he notes when he sees the hardon. Anthony falls to the floor and blows Bobby, doing an able job on what grows to be a very large cock. Bobby begins to feel around Anthony's very delicious ass as they rub their dicks together and then each dots the other's thigh with healthy cum-shots.
Bobby has another dream about Gura that night, even jacking off in his sleep. This time, Gura is fucking tiny Tim Tyler doggy up against a slatted wall. Gura grinds his hips sexily as he coos in Spanish, fitting his entire dick inside Tim's pert young ass. Tim certainly makes all the sounds of happiness. The fantasy changes to Gura fucking Tim in a sling as a great big slab of Latino man beats off nearby. Gura skewers him nicely in the sling, slowly and deliberately, with the ass sliding right on and off the cock. The notion of the cock sliding like that works for Paco as well, who puts his dick near Tim's mouth and whenever Tim's face comes swinging back from Gura's fuck, it grabs a hold of Paco's cock. Tim is able to deep-throat upside down and it's very sexy. Paco drops a load on Tim's neck, but we don't get to see another from Gura, decked out in an appropriate twinkling "BIG DADDY" necklace.
Bobby isn't actually a member of Vandal's gang yet, but he wants to be because taggers are "dope sexy fucks." However, he's about to get to know them better when it's initiation night. However, Cameron Fox, hiding his usual adorable pretty boy looks under the appropriate clothing and sideburns, can't make the party, as he has a private to-do to do Bastien, a cute brunet with flowing bangs. Cameron takes him underneath a reservoir and they maul each other with kisses and hands. Bastien gets to suck Cameron's massive dick, with the dark lighting helping the mood of the scene greatly. Bastien can be excused for not taking it all, for his small face is no match for Cameron's dick, but he does a very good job nonetheless. As the oral continues, Scott Walker, a lean muscled guy with a huge tattoo on his chest, spies the guys. He pulls out his own grand wanker and begins to work it. By this point, Cameron has finished fingering Bastien's hairless cute butt and has moved on to fucking it. With great vocal encouragement from Bastien, Cameron now has a hole that fits all of his cock. He grabs Bastien's hair, slaps his ass and fucks with lots of spunk. Scott is relegated to jacking off, and stopping near Scott, is Ed Starck, already sporting his hard upward-curving cock. He and Scott never interact, both of them enjoying the fuck Cameron is providing for all of them. Bastien cums being fucked and then his top drops a nice load on his chest. This gets hard-bodied Scott to cum and Ed to hit the nicest one yet. The last image we see is Ed face down in the dirt, Scott's foot on his back, painting his mark on his ass.
The initiation is called a "Bust In," and it is being held for Bobby and Brandon Weber, ever fun in his curled lip assessment of all around him. The initiation rite looks like a wonderful orgy to me, with Bobby (whom I'll now call Hero Bobby for his place in the story) sucking Bobby Benson, who is doing Brandon, who is blowing Cameron Sage, who is helping to suck Bobby Golden with Court Logan. Meanwhile, across the room, Gura is having his large member serviced by blond hunk Sean West. What makes this scene work so much is the energy of all the participants. The casting has come up with a wowing cadre of massive cocks and small mouths, but boy do these guys work hard to conquer them. The doo-ragged Bobby Golden lords over the crowd, with Court doing his level best to conquer his dick. Hero Bobby is proving that he is as talented as he is handsome, and Sean is able to actually deep-throat Gura. With just enough oral work to get us in the mood, Sean sits on Gura to get fucked, bouncing easily, his own hardish cock swaying all over the place. Court gets fucked strongly by Bobby Benson, with Court also sucking Cameron Sage. Court, as always, sports a most welcoming ass, and every push from Bobby Benson sends him down Cameron's dick further. Cameron takes some more licks at Bobby Golden's dick as this goes on, with Brandon, Bobby Benson and Hero Bobby making out. Cameron gets to fuck Court next, while the latter sucks majestic Bobby Golden this time. Court has suddenly taken over as the centerpiece of the scene, especially with Cameron's hard-hitting fuck. Gura decrees that Brandon and Hero Bobby have to suck everyone's dicks, so the men stand in a row and the boys work down the line, sprayed on the shoulders by each happy customer. Hero Bobby is particularly tireless and strong in this section. It's then Brandon's turn to get fucked, riding on Cameron Sage, who actually works upward into him with nice energy. Bobby Golden suddenly makes it a double-fuck, slamming his way in. Brandon takes the double-donging incredibly ably, getting Gura to cum watching, followed by nearly everyone else.
Gura has decided that he's saving Bobby for himself, which is what Bobby has wanted all along. Suddenly the breathless pace slows down to bring us a very romantic moment. In from the rain, Gura offers to towel off the water and the paint left on him from the guys in the previous scene. Gura is slow and passionate as he sweetly wipes down Bobby's body with the latter in eyes-closed splendor. Bobby acts the moment very well, and Gura keeps it going at just the right pace. They finally fall into bed and start to kiss, which is actually a highlight of the scene. They tear right off into a 69 position and the fast pace returns. It doesn't break the mood of the scene because the two players are so devoted to it. Both of them work wonders on each other's dicks, Bobby proving that he has quite a dick to be reckoned with and Gura, heretofore the ace topman of all the action, does a good job on it. There is a delicious rimming 69, and then it's time for some fucking. Gura does the topping, hitting him missionary with all the power he has, yet there is still something very romantic about it. Bobby still seems in that heavenly daze of finding the man he's always wanted. They work a sideways-fuck well, some of it in slow-motion, with Gura's Spanish vocalization returning. Gura shoots a grand spray on Bobby and then Bobby ends with a fun sloppy load as Gura chews on his ear. There is some chatter in voiceover about what it means to Bobby to finally be a part of this tagger gang, and he isn't shy about saying that he likes the sexual part of it.
Bobby Brennan has quite a lot of star power. His all-American blond looks could see him cast in a wide variety of roles, but his talent will make him work in any of them. Adorable to behold, with a great big cock and an ass that knows its way around one, he's tons of fun. Director Phil St. John surrounds him with a bevy of strong talent to flesh out this very interesting tale of tagging. Knowing nothing about the culture myself, I actually found myself intrigued. How many times can you say a porn flick made you want to dash to the bedroom AND the library?
A Video Review by Brent Blue
Set in L.A., Taggers is a glorification and fetishization of graffiti culture, or "tagging." It centers around young marker (Bobby Brennan) and his school-boy crush on his hot Puerto Rican boss, Vandal (played by Gura), who runs a local graffiti supply store. The scenes are artfully constructed, colorful and stylized, with a soundtrack that doesn't distract and sometimes even enhances the sex. The guys are for the most part young and hot, and there's a het feel to some of them that reminded us of cute skater dudes we knew in high school and wished were gay. There are some great performances in this movie (especially Scott Walker, Brandon Webber and Gura), and aside from moments of over-the-top "porny" acting by a character or two, it feels pretty authentic.
In the first scene (a dream sequence), St. John introduces us to his skills with voyeurism as young blond Brennan watches Gura with Jason Sizemore and Lexx Parker. Through frequent shots of Brennan's watchful eye peeking through a hole in the wall, we never forget that this is a scene with four characters, not just the three. And the action is hot. Sizemore (a skinny kid who looks like an early years Beastie Boy) lives up to his name with a quite fine and large piece of equipment. Gura is engaging, and his personality shines. Parker proves to be a talented bottom and takes some hot double penetration.
Brennan wakes up to his alarm, gets dressed (his shirt says Chicago!), hops on his skateboard and rolls down to Vandal's. Once he is alone behind the counter, he comes across a het comic book with sexy polaroids of Gura tucked inside. Out comes the dick. In comes the paint delivery guy. Brennan unhurriedly puts the photos away, conveniently forgetting to conceal his cock head, which paint deliverer Anthony Holloway immediately notices. "Dude, let me help you out with that." And he's on his knees sucking it, pulling out his own extraordinary member -- thick, with a fat rosy head and an incredible vein running along the top. They kiss and rub their cocks together, Brennan exposes and fingers Holloway's puckering asshole, and they jerk off together, cumming on each other's thighs. There's something about how these two dudes interact that is very sweet but never ceases to be hot, and Brennan's cum shot is especially scrumptious.
Third scene is another dream sequence, complete with light fog and a slow-moving fan for ambience. Gura's got Tim Tyler bent over against a wall for a while before he moves him to the sling. Out of nowhere appears musclebound and corn-rowed Paco (it's okay, they can do that, it's a dream sequence) watching and jacking off. Gura bounces Tyler on his dick, and Paco decides to join in for a little oral action. Great use of a sling as Tyler is swung back and forth between the two cocks.
Scene four begins with a little suspense as some taggers talk about a mysterious "bust-in" that's going down later that evening. Down into the sewers go two of the taggers, Bastien and Cameron Fox. They seem to have some chemistry when they're making out, but once it progresses, Bastien's overly dramatic cocksucking and bottoming kind of detracts from what's really there. But if you had doubt about this scene, along comes Scott Walker to make it all worthwhile. A skinny, scowly dude with slicked back hair, it is hard to describe how hot he is. He's got a huge Danzig tattoo on his chest and an amazing cock that he enjoys just as much as we do. His self-pleasure as he watches Bastien and Fox is so well done and hot that we had to watch the scene several times. Enter Ed Starck, who sits a few feet away from Walker and mimics everything he does as Walker throws him dirty looks. The way St.John handles this scene with subtlety and a lil sense of humor is just one reason this movie is great and in a different category than a lot of other stuff that's out there. He has a real understanding of a boy and his cock, and the voyeuristic elements he employs are exciting, fresh and a vital part of the movie, not just footnotes to the rest of it.
The fifth scene is the mysterious "bust-in" -- an initiation ceremony that is -- surprise! -- an orgy. Something weird happens suddenly -- the movie gets really bad, so bad that we had to take off a quarter point. The other minor flaws in this film are forgivable, but there is absolutely no reason for the dramaless sucking and fucking with superimposed words flying up on the screen saying "Suck it!" and "Get Fucked!" Did the intern do this scene? What happened?
Then, just as suddenly, it gets good again and jumps right back in where it left off. Two young taggers -- Brennan and "Crash" (backwards baseball cap wearing cutie Brandon Webber) are being initiated, and they must suck all the other guy's dicks as they stand in a line and tag the young boys' bodies. Hot! Soon Webber, who is so fucking adorable that we want to give him awards, write him songs and eat him for every meal of the day, is getting double penetrated by nasty doo-ragged Bobby Golden and big-chinned ex-marine Cameron Sage. Unfortunately, these two guys are out of place and take up a lot of space in this scene, but you just gotta accept that they are here and focus on the yumminess of Brennan, Webber and Gura. Gura sits in a chair, taking the whole scene in as he jacks off, joining in just in time for a stupendous cum shot. Soon all the guys are shooting their loads, with Webber's gorgeous orgasm saved for last.
At the end of Webber's initiation, Gura lets Brennan know that he's getting his own personal bust-in. Suddenly, they are alone in Gura's room as a rainstorm rages outside (nice touch). As Gura gently cleans the spraypaint off Brennan's body, the tension rises, and we know we're going to see what we've been waiting for. What follows is a romantic, intimate and completely satisfying resolution to the drama that's been building throughout the movie -- a long, slow, romantic fuck. As the camera fades out into the final theme song sequence, Brennan muses "You can make your dreams come true -- especially if you're a tagger."
- Roy Heshman and Hank West