"Packers" is woof-woof from start to finish, as most TITAN flicks are prone to be, and there are a lot of prone bodies in this one, along with an uncommon (and delicious) amount of groaning, moaning, shouting, and just plain noise (but very few real words). All of it emanates from men so hot for each other that all else is forgotten, except sex, when quitting time comes in the warehouse where they pack and ship lube.
Action begins when preppy Brad Benton enters the warehouse with a package and gets a whiff of what's about to come. Marcos David and Mario Ortiz are stalking each other among the boxes, looking for a place to fuck. Exotic, ripped and hung Marcos and Mario are ripe for each other, and as Brad moves in behind a pile of boxes to watch the action, Mario drops to his knees and takes Marcos' upturned pole for an oral adventure -- licking, deep-throating and making love to it in a prelude to a kiss that they share until interrupted by Brad's clumsy movement in his hiding place. They find him, drag him out, and toss him to his knees where he begins feasting in rapid and alternating strokes. Having filled out nicely from his formerly lanky self, Brad is a picture of insatiable animal cocksucker as he tries to get these monster cocks down, which is captured in a series of cleverly edited segues above, below and from the side. The two Latinos pull his pants and briefs down and bend him over, Mario diving face first into that lovely boy-toy ass as Marcos feeds Brad's mouth his ever-hard cock, forcing gobs of saliva out of his throat and all over his face, chin and Marcos' rod. With a stunning rhythmic score escalating in the background, in sync with their swaying, the two hunks stand Brad up, kiss him, fondle him, and then bend him over for a full-bore assault. Mario unsheathes a condom, slides it on his hammer, and while forcing Brad to munch on Marcos' cock, slips his rod up that delicious hole. The sequence is in real-time, beautifully realized, and lustily framed and lit. The hunks switch positions and Brad gets a taste of Mario's beauty, almost identical in size and thickness to Marcos', but curving downward.
Needing more room, they shove Brad atop a table, throw his legs up, and Mario plunges in as Marcos stands above, holds Brad by the ankles to spread him further apart, and feeds his tool to Mario. He then climbs down, spends some time eating his buddy's hole, and then plunges his fat cock up the chute, and is still helpful enough to grab Brad's ankles again to keep his legs far apart for Mario's fucking. Fabulous loads of cum are released by all three as they kiss into fade-out ... that magically leads to a big surprise: Mario, on his back on the table, positioning his cock for Marcos to lower his pucker onto it. Riding Mario and kissing Brad, Marcos gives a fantastic impression of a hunk being fucked for the first time -- he is completely delirious. He then steps down, feeds his tool to Mario, who is bent over and getting porked by a newly-aggressive Brad, whose pounding is so good it fucks tons of cum out of Mario's dick, before Brad explodes one of his own all over Mario's ass, which is followed by Marcos covering Mario's back and shoulders with another tremendous gusher that he proceeds to lick off in loving gobbles. More than a half-hour after their flies first snapped open they are done. Whew!
Two spectacularly carved muscle bears, the mono-named and goateed Asoka, and the lightly bearded P.J. Dixon, move to the conveyor, think better of working, and go into a kissing, hugging, jeans-stripping clench, revealing fabulous bodies and pretty cocks. P.J. is soon all over Asoka's fat dong, dripping sweat and saliva that intensifies his oral action, as Asoka slaps him with that honker, spits on him and pounds his own chest and abs as if he were King Kong ready to fuck Tarzan. This soon turns into a total domination scene in which Asoka plays with P.J. every way he can, feeding him parts of his body while plying P.J.'s jock-strapped ass with his fingers, conveniently greased up with the company's lube, working his digits in until P.J. whacks himself off to a frenzied climax while bent over backwards on a shipping table. Asoka, prone on a table, has P.J. sit on his face and Asoka cums in gobs and shouts as he eats his buddy's hole. The afterplay here is wonderfully seductive. It must have worked, because P.J. puts his jock back on, stands on the table, and offers his butt once again to Asoka, who hurls several gobs of spit into the crack above. Soon the lube is out again and P.J. is bent over for a crack-widening. They fuck doggy, scissor and missionary, which leads to another burst of cum from P.J., who then, once again, sits on Asoka's face and rubs his crack into his mouth until Asoka spills seed.
Andy Dill is in another part of the warehouse and decides to sample the company product when in walks crew-cut and goateed Rick Randy, who wastes no time going up to Andy to begin the festivities. They kiss hungrily, pull their cocks out through their jocks, lube up, and body worship each other with their hands, fingers and lips. Rick finds Andy's weakness in his nipples, and they soon plunge into a tit-squeezing, jaw-grinding and cock-massaging session in which each finds sensitive spots. They can't seem to keep their tongues out of each other's throats. Rick is totally dominant here, a corporal subduing a sergeant, even when giving him the beautiful blowjob he so richly deserves. Rick spends some time teasing Andy's ass before he throws him on a table and spreads his legs for a screaming fuck session. Still in their jocks, they move from the table to the belt, missionary to doggy, ending in Andy sitting at the end of the belt to jerk streams of cum all over his chest from Rick's hard boner, before pumping his own all over himself as his buddy kisses his face and head.
At the end of the day, the clock toots and the rest of the crew is ready for Happy Hour. In one corner, the beautiful, sweet-bodied, dark-haired Joey Russo, and the deliciously tattooed, beautifully sculptured Nordic god Tyler Boots. On the other side, tall, blondish and goateed Troy Banner, the exotically Mediterranean-looking Nick Costes, and the perfectly sculptured and extremely handsome black god Erik Campbell. Joey and Tyler suck each other for a bit first, Erik and then Nick gorge on Troy's hot piece of meat. Tyler bends his sweet-assed buddy over for a feast of cock, balls and hole, while Troy drops down to service his two buddies' massive sausages. Not surprisingly, Joey is soon impaled on Tyler's long pole, but, in a bit of a surprise, the very top-looking Nick is first to be fucked on the other side, taking Troy's zoomer up his hole as he sucks Erik's fat wang. Tyler pulls out of Joey, spills a load on his buddy's scruffy beard, and then kisses Joey and eats his cum trail from his beard down Joey's body. Across the way, Troy has found himself turned upside down on a table, missionary-style, with Erik's fat cock up his ass and Nick's tool in his mouth. In the background, Joey is seen cleaning Tyler's cock, deep-throating it. The two kiss and love each other as Erik fucks the cum out of Troy, then shoots his own load over the smiling bottom as well. They're not done, though. Nick and Tyler go off on one table, the other three get together, and all five use the lube to bring out more cum. Then Erik gets on the table as Troy fucks him and Nick does the same to Tyler as the latter sucks off Joey, they then switch bottoms, and all five cum simultaneously.
Sure hope there's a shower in that warehouse!
DVD features: Dolby sound; chapter selections; the full-length feature; model interviews; behind-the-scenes footage; photoshoots; a cum-shot review (cum-shot footage edited into one scene); bonus cum-shot (Marcos); trailers; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Bo Champion