If you like the sight of hunky men lapping up their own cum, then Lap It Up is for you!
Director Blade Thompson narrates four unrelated vignettes, all having to deal with men who gobble up their own spunk. Thompson himself, in a rare solo appearance after he turned director, strokes away as he tells his tales, spooging at the end and practicing what he preaches by licking the goo off his chest. I hadn't really realized what a great cock Thompson had - or maybe I'd just missed it because it was gone so long.
His first tale is of newcomers Rob Kirk and Marcus Day. They cruise each other on the street and end up on a spiral staircase for a hot little fuck scene. Both newbies are cute and stay nice and rock hard (a sign they'll go far in the biz), and both have no problem kneeling before the other one. Day slides his tongue into Kirk before he slips his meat inside. Kirk shoots all over Day's dick and then proceeds to gnaw on Day's bone.
Tale #2 has Michael Vista and his chauffeur, Mike Vespa, in a garage. Vista devours the working man by nibbling his tits and deep-throating his cock. After Vespa rims Vista's hole, Vista then takes a ride on Vespa's hot rod.
Hank Hightower is minding his own business on his Harley in an alley when cutie pie Josh Evers wanders in. Hightower takes control of the lost soul roughly, spitting and slapping and demanding "Sirs!" out of his boy. Hightower fingers Evers' hole then fucks him so hard the motorcycle reverberates with the commotion. Evers is a good squealer and lets loose his load on Hightower's prick. Unfortunately, Hightower shoots a wimpy load, but he makes up for it by gobbling up what's there with gusto.
The final scene faces super bottom Steve Pierce in a jacuzzi with sexy daddy Mason Flynt. Flynt has a nasty mouth, is very vocal and likes to spit. Pierce matches him blow by blow. Flynt thrusts his tongue deep into Pierce's bottomless hole with great enthusiasm before shoving his meaty rod in and fucking like mad. (Of course, after everything that Pierce has had up his ass in the past, I had to wonder if he even felt the impalement.)
Thompson has assembled a cast that stays rock hard and passionate. He has also acquired an editor who knows what he's doing. Only once in the film did we hear Thompson's voice as director, but it was forgotten shortly thereafter. I was actually glad to see Thompson in front of the camera again waving his meaty, uncut bone around. Let's hope he decides to make more cameos like this one.
- Jeremy Spencer