Director Ronnie Shark's "Too Big for His Britches" (1987) is terrific, a classic with a flawless cast of beefy men's men. One such man, Matt Christy, is a 20-something brunet with a hairy chest and buns. He seems to have a rich fantasy life. As his alarm clock goes off one morning, he is already up, in more ways than one.
With a magazine in hand, Matt jerks off and begins to envision sexual scenarios. Eventually he gets into a shower and continues to masturbate. In a fantasy, a man appears in the stall with him. We never see the guy's face, but he has a monster dick on him. Matt gets on his knees and attacks it, rubbing it all over and around his face. He's a hungry cocksucker. His shower trick eventually grabs his meat, doubles-fists the thing and hoists a load onto Matt's angelic face.
Realizing that he's late for an interview, Matt quickly dresses. He makes a call and blames his tardiness on the traffic. Getting into his car, though, he realizes it won't start. He hitches a ride with Jim Reeves, a country fella with a mustache and a pelt of hair inside his flannel shirt. Inside the car, Matt dozes off for a moment and starts to fantasize about the virile specimen next to him. In his fantasy, hands reach across laps and the two men take out their cocks and begin pulling, before they spill over and blow one another. A bit later, a cop, Leigh Erickson, magically enters the picture, pulling down his uniform and plopping out his sausage for Matt to savor. With Leigh's erection shoved through the car window, Jim continues to play with Matt in his front seat as Matt orally services Leigh. Jim then gets out of the car and sticks his dick in the window along with the officer's. When all three are outside, the real fun begins. Leigh bends Jim over and bangs him, then roles are reversed, with Jim munching Leigh's butt for a while before skewering him. Matt gets to fuck some hole for the first time as well, thrusting into Leigh's open butt. Most satisfyingly, they end with a short-lived but juicy chain-fuck: Matt topping Jim who is topping Leigh. The men then huddle together and cum almost in unison.
Matt wakes up and thanks Jim for the ride. At his destination, he goes into the lobby and fills out an application. Matt sees blond Cory Monroe doing likewise. Cory is called in for his interview with boss man Chad Johnson. Inside Chad's office, however, Cory forgoes chitchat and begins with an oral investigation of Chad's dick. Chad has never looked better. With a thick head of hair, a massively fuzzy chest and body and of course, his lavish joy-toy. And in Cory, he has found an insatiable partner. Cory almost devours the big pole, but generous Chad puts him on his back and tastes his own leaky dick as well, quite gentlemanly. The pairing climaxes with Cory almost thrown against a desk and Chad savagely plowing his gaping hole. Cory's ass almost lurches forward from time to time as Chad takes him. After a face-to-face poke, Cory explodes all over his chest and groin, matched a few seconds later by Chad's volcanic flow.
Of course, it has all been inside Matt's mind, and when he wakes up in embarrassment in the lobby, he hurries out. Walking around a bit, he sees a number of men standing around cruising each other. Two eye each other and head off for a tryst. In a smoky room, big-dicked Chad Douglas takes back a trick, Jeff Turner, another tall fuzzy hunk of man. Chad is perfectly content letting his partner orally worship his tool as Jeff sucks on it, Chad pulls back, jerks off some, then really face-fucks the boy. Chad, never known for his reciprocity, is quite passionate here, kissing his trick and showing some tenderness. Turner turns out to be an insatiable little bottom, almost as manic as Cory Monroe. Chad shoves his cock all the way up Jeff's firm butt and gives him the ride of a lifetime. This is pure unadulterated sex, sweaty and raw. After Chad has dicked Jeff (who has an adorable tattoo on his ass) from behind, he turns him over and does him missionary, throwing his legs apart Neanderthal-style. Jeff finally sits on Chad's lap, with Chad growling "Ride it, fucker!"
We see two other hunks doing the deed later, Cole Carpenter and Chaz Holderman. They attack each other's cocks like rabid dogs, with a great give-and-take and some inspired deep-throating. Cole, in particular, shows a real eagerness to please Chaz and to pluck his entire member inside his compact little throat. Eventually, Cole puts Chaz on his hands and knees, grabs his hips and stuffs his butt. The smiles on their faces as they fuck tells all that needs to be told.
Matt ducks into a bookstore and buys some porno, but he spots a few other men and has some fantasies of them when he gets home. In a sensational moment, the director alternates footage of lovers Rod Phillips and Calvin Worth with that of Matt at home in his bed jacking. As Calvin blows Rod, and eventually bottoms for him, Matt grabs his cock and races to get off. Shark overlaps the two sequences -- and then Matt's mind goes scattershot, thinking of his other scenarios and the men he has seen that day. As Rod gives Calvin's butt a tanning, Matt increases the speed of his jerking. In his fantasy, Calvin Worth becomes Grant Fagan, who is on his stomach with Rod grinding into his butt and sweating profusely. This is a bravura sequence and a real directorial coup, employing split-screens and other visual effects in an impressive manner.
Finally, the tireless Matt has one last fantasy. Because Matt has missed the interview, Chad Johnson comes to visit him, and as Chad walks in, he slips his dick directly in Matt's throat. As he lets Matt worship his penis, Chad manages to bend down and orally massage Matt's cock as well for a grand 69. The two are so into each other that they consistently rub cock all over their hungry faces. Moving to the rear of the bed, Chad bangs Matt's hairy bum from behind. Matt buries his head in the sheets and savors it; he even reaches back and grabs the top of his butt as it is being penetrated. When Chad twirls him around and re-enters him, both men are quick to climax. The highlight is seeing Chad pull out and deliver a seven-spurter all over Matt's chest, then slide down and lick it up, before disappearing.
His fantasies out of his system for the day, presumably, Matt gets a knock at the door. It is Jeff Turner, who has stopped by to take a look at Matt's car. Matt gives the cutie a wink and lets him inside. For pure sizzle, "Too Big for His Britches" is a classic, with scalding sex that resonates. It's a keeper.
DVD features: Chapters; gallery; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Max Southern