If there were a method acting school for gay porn, hunky Remy Delaine would graduate summa cum laude. Remy is the standout here, shining in his scenes that show off both his sexual versatility and his impressive talents as a performer. So believable is this stud that it never feels like he's performing -- he's so natural, and so uninhibited on camera, that it's more like he's letting you watch as he has unbridled, passionate and totally hot sex. With scenes filmed in both Southern California and Australia, "Hold Everything" is a loosely connected but very watchable collection of vignettes that need no story to be compelling.
In the opener, two motorcyclists, Latino papi Manuel Torres and lanky stud Joey Russo connect when Joey's traveling companion leaves him beside the road to go to a nearby house. When stuff like this happens to me, I usually find myself wishing that I had brought along the latest issue of Vanity Fair. But Joey is a porn star, so of course Manuel just happens to be hanging around and gives Joey the heavy cruise, and Joey kisses afternoon ennui goodbye. Manuel, on the other hand, kisses Joey's ass. His beard is bound to be tickly, especially when he plants his face deep within Joey's spread-open cheeks and uses it to tease his hole. Joey, splayed across the seat of the parked bike, manages to spread his legs even further apart when Manuel demonstrates his flat-tongued rimming prowess, which is akin to watching a cat give itself a very thorough, very deliberate bath. Joey responds by arching his back higher and moaning louder. Manuel's startlingly well-delivered foreplay leads to an equally impressive fuck, and he sticks it to Joey from behind as Joey balances atop the seat of the bike. They end with Manuel's load landing on Joey's back, followed by Joey rising to christen the bike with a big spew of juice, and no oceanliner was ever anointed with as much champagne, trust me.
Remy's has an outdoor romp with studlet Aiden O'Brien. The dudes kayak down a lazy Australian backwater, and then dive in the stream before getting down to serious business. Both Aiden and Remy are wearing the briefest of Speedos, and the tiny bits of fabric are stretched teasingly, because both of these guys are very well hung and immediately hard. Remy's cock has the definite advantage, because it is thick as his wrist in addition to being long and meaty. Remy makes a meal out of Aiden, and Remy's dicksucking lips have never looked better than here, wrapped around his buddy's meat. Aiden gives Remy's dick a go, too, and he does a pretty admirable job with a cock that is obviously a deep-throating challenge. Although Aiden's hairless, pink hole looks completely edible, Remy attacks it with jaw-dropping voracity, planting his nose firmly at the base of Aiden's balls and giving his hole the kind of rimjob that ensures Aiden won't complain when the time comes for Remy to plant his dick inside it. In fact, when that time does arrive, Remy's foreplay has put Aiden into an almost trance-like state (Remy's tongue and Valium, twins separated at birth) that is only broken when Remy's cock breaks through Aiden's dripping wet pucker. Insistent probing, stroking his partner's rock-hard erection, and letting his nipples be tweaked all the while, Remy is a sexual master. All this at such a tender young age; what will this stud be capable of by the time he's 40? Aiden squeezes out a drenching load with Remy's cock still deep inside his ass, and then Remy blasts out a load that lands on Aiden's smooth pecs. Remy's handsome face is contorted with pleasure at the end, one of the hottest sights in the entire production.
The next two scenes feature muscular Aussie Kyle Kirk in two different sports venues. In the first, Kyle plays coach to boxer Harrick Sharp. Kyle's training techniques involve feeding his charge his dick, ravishing his ass with his tongue, and, finally pounding his ass on the mats, which begs the question: is this really the way to make a champion? Answer: who cares? Kyle is an enthralling top, and when Harrick takes control and flips Kyle over for a go in the top position himself, the scene takes an unexpected turn that leads to both studs unleashing big, wet loads.
The other scene featuring Kyle begins with a scenario reminiscent of that bickering straight couple on "Saturday Night Live," whose gibes and insults always lead to a bout of very public, very hot sex. In this case, Kyle has a disagreement on the tennis court with partner Marc Amon -- was the ball in or out? And where's a line judge when you really need one? The two manage to work things out to their mutual satisfaction without a judge back in the locker room. A blowjob and hard fuck always make me feel better after an argument, too (and they work much better than a muffin basket -- plus, no calories. In fact, you actually BURN calories). In this case, Kyle gets royally plowed by Marc, and the view is doubled by the mirror in the locker room. The action culminates in Kyle producing one of the biggest cum-shots throughout.
The final scene is Remy's second, and best, performance. Set in a gym where Remy and Chris Crawford hook up right on the floor, this scene is amazingly intense, mostly because both dudes are completely focused and in the moment from beginning to end. This time, Remy plays the bottom role when the scene turns to fucking, but before that he gives Chris a teasing warm-up, kissing him and then sitting astride his crotch as they each do some exploratory fondling and stroking. Then Chris gets his hands on Remy's cock and strokes it, the tight foreskin barely retracting with each backward movement of his hand. Remy's furry butt, his hard cock swinging below, takes the focus next as Chris eats out his ass in yet another stunning rim sequence. In the mutual cocksucking acts that follow, Remy's heavily-lashed eyelids droop with his Chris' adept oral talents, and then Remy gets on his knees so that Chris can face-fuck him. As wonderful as the preliminaries are, the finale fuck is better. Although it is Remy who is getting fucked, he is also often the aggressor, riding Chris' cock hard in addition to leaning all the way over for intermittent hot kissing action. Remy pulls out all the stops leaping off Chris' dick, sucking it again, then turning around, rubbing it between his furry cheeks and then once again impaling himself on it (for this Chris has my undying admiration and esteem for being able to hold off as long as he does). Remy's blast-off, delivered while he's sitting on Chris' cock, is astoundingly good. Sweat pops out on his forehead just before spunk erupts from the head of his cock. The camera wisely remains on it until every last drop of cum has been spewed. Then, with Remy on his knees, Chris' hose sprays a shower of cum down on Remy's chest and face, and Remy rises to share one last, messy kiss with his fuck buddy.
It's that kind of ferocity and that much obvious pleasure that makes Remy's performance ring true -- this dude makes sex onscreen so real that it's almost like being there.
DVD features: Chapters; trailers ("Going Deep Down Under" and "Escape from Sydney"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Martin Cox