Let me say from the start that this tape (from a reviewer's perspective) has some real strikes against it. An uncredited cast? With a cast as hot as this, they couldn't take a few minutes of their time and put some names with the faces? Shame on them! No translation or subtitles with this much talking going on? Strike two! But then the hot cover boy with the sideburns shows up and shows us his stuff, and all is forgiven. He and his bevy of hot friends perform a full two hours of hot action that will make you lose your load before the end (or there is something wrong). If I was sent to a deserted island with my VCR and only one tape from my ever-growing collection, this would be the one.
You'll have to sort of bear with me here as I try to describe the action among our unnamed cuties. If this reads funny, it's because the assholes that put this deliciously fine feature together couldn't take the time to identify the cast. Here goes.
We open to a classroom full of cutely uniformed soccer boys listening to their coach explain the moves for today's game. We roam along as the camera pans across each cute face. Sometimes the cameras even poke around under the desks, revealing bulging crotches being held hostage by tight white soccer pants. The coach drones on and on (he's not half bad himself; I'd do him) as the boys try to pay attention. Being driven to distraction by one another, three of the boys begin to fool around in their seats while sneaking furtive glances at a somewhat concealed girlie magazine. They rub themselves through their soccer clothes. Soon the class is dismissed, but these three decide to stick around for a while. The first, we'll call him "Sideburns" (yes, the awesomely assed boy from the box cover) begins the festivities by groping his two buddies. Soon enough, the clothes come off. Sideburns has the finest ass that I've seen in a long, loooooong time. And I've seen a lot of ass. You might even say that I'm a connoisseur.
Soon a rearrange occurs, showing us that Sideburns' teammates are also hotties. One that we'll call "Muscles" reclines on a desk as Sideburns polishes his shaft. Meanwhile the one that we'll call "Tattoo" is gobbling on Sideburns. It's a harmonious blend of eye candy that gave me a nice big boner. The camera work is stellar here, showing us a full-screen's worth of cock and ass and sculpted torso at all times.
Those familiar with European tapes have grown accustomed to some of their idiosyncrasies. The total lack of ass-eating action, for example, or that funny way that they suck cock by only pleasuring the head and foreskin but ignoring the shaft completely. This tape breaks some new ground by showing us what we've wanted to see all along: European guys eating each other's asses! (Let me digress into a bit of an aside here. One of my cardinal rules of reviewing has been to not jack off during my reviewing mission. That may sound strange, but once the load is gone, I can't do justice to the tape, so I refrain. Since we reviewers generally become jaded by the tonnage of tapes pretty quickly, this isn't such a big deal anyway. After a while, some tapes are about as fun to review as say, watching Janet Reno taking a dump.) When Muscles fervently tongues Sideburns' ass, I lost all control and had to stop reviewing for the night. My word. Such footage. O.K., where was I? Oh, yes, Sideburns is getting his delectable ass eaten. Just when you think it can't get any better, it does. The insertion footage of Sideburns mounting Muscles' upturned ass is incredibly (award-worthily) captured. I repeat, my word. We watch from beneath as the meaty cock slips slowly into Muscles' wanting ass.
Now we're in the locker room with two new hotties that we'll call "Red" and "Blondie" (hey, it's late, what can I say?). Without much of a segue, they just begin jacking themselves off solo, for each other's viewing pleasure. Why they don't get busy with each other instead is anyone's guess. They remain 10 feet apart and stroke themselves fervently. We (the camera) buzz around their respective privates and admire their handiwork. Each seems to labor extensively to get off. Then Red blows his load and simply walks away, leaving Blondie all alone. Blondie jacks himself off like a good boy, then we watch for a full five minutes as he dresses himself.
Two more hotties now grace the screen as they saunter naked into the massage room. The masseuse tends to "Shorty" first, as "Furry" waits. Soon the masseuse walks away, inexplicably. Furry takes over the massaging of Shorty, seeming to focus pretty heavily on his ass. Furry's finger goes up Shorty's ass, soon joined by a second finger. And Shorty likes it. Furry goes on to suck Shorty's cock. He likes that too. Furry fucks Shorty silly. When Shorty finally cums, he nearly shoots the load into in own eyes. Atta boy. When they finish and leave, the masseuse returns and delights in sniffing the freshly cummed sheets. He smiles knowingly and jacks himself off.
Back in the locker room now, Sideburns makes a return appearance and brings that fine ass of his with him. The three make some lovely music together. They quickly engage in an awkward three-way daisy chain suck, but this comes across onscreen as a sea of elbows and backs of heads more than anything else. Someone has a nice fat one, but we don't really know who. The scene turns around considerably when they stand up. "Auburn" sucks on Sideburns while getting deftly fucked by "Buzzcut." Grunts of pleasure fill the air. They engage in some wild antics before finally blasting their loads upon each other. Wowee.
The fun goes on and on from here, but space limitations prevent me from giving you all of the details. Do yourself a favor and buy this tape. If money is tight, just hold up the liquor store down the street. They'll understand. This one is a winner. You'll not be disappointed.
- Burny Edmonds