Prague isn't the first destination I would choose to film a porn flick, especially in what looks like the dead of winter. [In fact shooting took place in May, and the outdoor shots are consistent with that.] But if there's any one director who can bring on the thaw, I'm sure that it's Michael Lucas. And "Straight to Prague: Director's Extended Edition" has a subtle comic undertone which made me love Michael Lucas even more.
Things are looking toasty at the outset as man Michal coos and purrs to his lover, the streaky-haired Daniel Nicolaus, convincing him to stay in bed. You'd have to pry me out with a crowbar, but it takes considerable skill on Michal's part to get Daniel to stay. These boys obviously have an active sex life, note the matching bedside tables, each crowned with a bottle of lube, so the promise of a hot time in the sack is all the inspiration that Daniel eventually needs. Pushing the top sheet and blankets aside, 69 action is the breakfast of champions. And is there anything quite like a fresh taste of butthole in the morning to get the day going in the right direction? Michal seems to think so. After partaking in some 8:00-a.m. ass, out come the sex toys. The toy that Michal chooses to use bears a strange resemblance to the small tubular thing my mother used to cart tampons around in. I turned the volume up, listening hard for a buzzing sound. Daniel squirms so much with this oddness in his butt, I wasn't entirely convinced it didn't take batteries. Before long, Michal wants to play, so Daniel lovingly shares his toy. But put a steamy cock next to something cold and metallic, and it's no contest which one I'm going to be ridin'. Michal gets smart and beckons for Daniel to fuck him. The anal action is lovely, mostly because of Michal's shaggy bed head. For Michal, breakfast in bed concludes, not with a sip of coffee but with his own creamy load.
Michael Lucas is determined to spread love around the globe. Who knows why he chose Prague, but here he is, checking into his hotel and using his caché as an American porn star to manipulate the locals. Even in the sleepiest of villages, they seem to know who Michael is and bend over backwards to accommodate his every imperialist whim. Not unlike Professor Higgins with his Eliza Doolittle, Lucas graciously offers to teach Michal, the front desk clerk, some rudimentary English, dangling a trip to America like a carrot in front of Michal's underprivileged nose. An impromptu strip show becomes a teaching tool. Michal plays along, parroting back, "This is a sweater. This is a T-shirt," stopping short when Lucas hauls out his dick. Oh Michael, you sly devil! Viewers haven't seen this seduction trick in an adult film since 1983.
What follows is a strangely erotic dominant-submissive session, Michael forcing Michal to beg for the simple pleasure of giving him head. You can't fault Michal for submitting; Michael Lucas is a top-notch snake charmer. Anyone familiar with Michael's on-screen persona knows that he gives as good as he gets. Watching him lustily rim Michal's pretty hole is one of highlights. If I could choose one man to own my asshole, it would be Michael Lucas. He uses everything: fingers, tongue, chin, forearm, to instruct and loosen the pucker before him. He is one of the only tops in the business who makes the anal warm-up better than the actual fuck. Even after he and Michal have been at it for several minutes, Michael makes a point of stopping and relaxing his bottom's hole even more with sweet kisses and fingers before re-attacking. Michal quickly scoots into position to eat Michael's load, tempted with the promise of sailing to the U.S.
With his young protégé in tow, Michael tours the streets of Prague. With cheesy snapshots of the pair of them supping at an outdoor café and gazing over one of the city's majestic rivers, you get the impression that their relationship has taken a romantic turn. But you can't keep a horny top under lock and key. One quick pit stop at a local restroom, and Michael is on the loose, brazenly admiring Dion's exposed dick. But Dion is unwilling to drop to his knees in front of the cocky director, even with Michael's exposed cock in full view. Being refused makes Lucas so enraged, he forcefully slams his way out of the bathroom. Hmmm ... art imitating life, perhaps?
Dion would rather make love with his boyfriend Otis. Up in their hotel room, the pair lies side by side, tenderly kissing on clean white sheets. Knowing that the men are not gay (revealed in the interview footage) adds another spicy dimension to the scene. Both men have beautiful, toned bodies and smooth, tan skin. I particularly admired Dion's pretty prick. It's clear from the moment you first see Dion erect what was so admired in that tearoom. Lucas directs his models into the 69 position, and the cocksucking and rimming that they partake of is anything but half-hearted. On the contrary -- both lads dig in, spreading cheeks and using their tongues to drill to the center. Otis, the dark-haired twink of the pair, rolls on his back and invites Dion to climb onboard. He's incredibly tight; even with slow and careful thrusts, Dion can't get more than halfway inside. Dion must be doing something right. Otis gets off while Dion is buried mid-stroke, then scoots around, turns his head to the side, and offers up his vulnerable neck for Dion's load. Dion, muscular and spent, looks gorgeous crouching over a prone Otis.
It's refreshing to see that the director also has a sense of humor about himself and his celebrity. Walking by an open window, he spies a three-way in progress (Tadeusz, Roki and Marten). In most other dirty movies, the three-way would turn into a four-way once the humpy participants caught sight of the voyeur. Not here. Once the naked men notice that they're being spied upon, one of them joylessly stands up, his stiff cock leading the way to the window, and proceeds to lower the shades down past Lucas' dumbstruck face. Priceless.
Their sex is only temporarily suspended by the intruder. Picking up where they left off, Martin puts himself back in the middle between Tadeusz and Roki, letting these circuit-style studs continue to cover his pecs, abs and cock with spit. As the camera pulls back, we see that the men have chosen a pool table to fuck on, its surface barely big enough to contain the three muscular men. Unfazed, adorable Roki gets his face right underneath Marten's balls while he's fucking thick-chested Tadeusz. Tadeusz is a passable bottom, and doesn't quite measure up to Roki's enthusiasm. Slightly more slender than his buddies, watching Roki get tag-teamed set all my dials spinning.
Don't feel too badly for Michael Lucas. He seems to put himself in just the right places and at the right time. He's not quick enough to score with Eric Flower and Rocky Busch, however. These two jarheads are on their way out of a local restaurant just as Michael is evaluating what's on the menu. Eric and Rocky are even more stacked than the men in the previous scene, if that's possible. Check out Eric's bicep while he sensually cradles Rocky's head in one hand. They are incredibly muscular and it's difficult to know where to focus your hungry gaze. Rocky seduces with his massive chest, capped with silver dollar-sized nipples. But it's his hole, smooth and scrubbed, that is the showstopper. Who knows why the couch these two grapple on doesn't collapse under their weight? But luckily it holds, supporting some very athletic 69 action. It doesn't get better than this -- two pumped-up beauties frantically spreading each other's cheeks to taste hot hole. Personally, I was aching to know just who was going to get fucked. Suffice to say, the fucking of Eric is spectacular, surpassed only by the shocking white ejaculate, sprayed onto their bronze skin.
Michael once again finds his mojo, inviting Daniel Nicolaus to his table and seducing him with small-talk. They barely make it back to Daniel's room, restlessly undressing one another moments after walking through the door. Michael is so excited, he blows his load before they really get started. His enthusiasm is impossible to fake here and it's thrilling to see him lose control. Daniel seems somewhat surprised, his tongue making tentative licks on top of Michael's cumhole. In real life, the trick would probably come to a reluctant end. But Michael, being the sexual dynamo that he is, leads Daniel to the bedroom and into the 69 position. They're gorgeous, leaning up on their elbows between sucks and whispering who knows what to one another. After watching this scene, I'm unofficially declaring Michael Lucas the best damn rim master in the business. After a small bit of foot-sucking, Michael starts to get serious about Daniel's hole, fingering, and lightly massaging the ring with the tips of his fingers to loosen the muscle. They fuck for several minutes. And when Daniel finally climbs on top and rides, Michael's cheeks are in full blush. He vocally encourages Daniel to pleasure himself before ending their tryst with one of his trademark breathless orgasms.
DVD features (2-disc set): Chapters; interviews (casual chats with the men); behind-the-scenes footage (including the men giving themselves and each other enemas; some bizarre close-up footage of one guy's asshole as he expels gas on cue, going on for several minutes, one giant, lip-smackin' asshole taking up the entire frame, the audio abrupt and in your face); an additional watersports sequence (between men Michal and Daniel Nicolaus); trailers ("Dangerous Liaisons," "Manhattan Heat," "Auditions: Volume 4," "Auditions: Volume 3," "Auditions: Volume 2," "Auditions: Volume One," "Lost," "Fire Island Cruising 6," "Fire Island Cruising 5," "Vengeance 2," "Hunt and Plunge," "Strangers of the Night," "Apartments," "Uncovered," "Fire Island Cruising 4," "Fire Island Cruising 3," "Lucas on Top," "To Moscow With Love: Part 2," "Inside Paris," "Pick of the Pack," "Fire Island Cruising 2," "Fire Island Cruising," "Lifestyles," "To Moscow With Love," "Vengeance," "Director's Uncut," "Top to Bottom," "Getting Around," "Restless," "Love for Sale," "Shooting Stars" and "Back in the Saddle"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent