There's a reason why European director Maxwell Barber sticks an exclamation point at the end of the title of this flick. If his enthusiasm isn't clear at first blush, it will be once the debauchery of "Deviants!" gets underway.
Throughout, we find Euro lads aching to spill their spunk in the most unlikely of places. While photographing two chic and busty lesbians, bearded Brit Alberto has his eye on a production assistant, Phil. The bare-breasted babes on the bed are keeping their lips nice and moist, but Alberto and Phil really couldn't care less. When the boyfriend of one of the cheeky models shows up, Jack Sterling, he too picks up on the gay vibe in the studio, cornering Richard, the hair and make-up stylist, in the loo. It quickly becomes an all-out party when Alberto and Phil head to the toilet to see what's going on. There's a lot of groping intermingled with the kissing at the start of this fourgy, and piece by piece, clothing is discarded. This tearoom is flooded with bright sunlight, nicely accentuating skin tones. It seems as though each of the guys is uncut, and as a general rule, hung. Much of the initial action is filmed bottom-up, so cocks loom large as they're freed from the confines of their underwear. Phil and Alberto scramble to their knees to suck some dick (photographing horny lesbians isn't all it's cracked up to be, it seems) and they're warmly welcomed by Jack and Richard. Not one of the four has that look of overworked muscularity. Instead, all are lean and cut up, wiry muscles standing out in various places while they get it on. For a brief while they pair off, exploring a buddy's asshole or prick in semi-privacy. But there's too many sparks flying to keep separate, and they all eventually find their way back together. Phil's hairy hole gets particular attention as the others line up to lick and finger it. Phil and Richard are the bottoms, standing side by side and half hanging off the porcelain sinks as Alberto and Jack fuck them respectively. Richard selfishly gulps down three loads of spunk, before giving some of his own back to Richard.
There's a seedy underbelly in the very same office complex where the porn is being made, and hired hands like Mike Power do the actual grunt work of packing and shipping all those skin mags. Rather than the traditional coffee break, these blokes take wank breaks, and there's plenty of jack-off material on hand. Mike's schlong is in full bloom when a co-worker, Darren Robbins, catches him mid-stroke. Rather than blush and pack it up, Mike saunters over and aggressively pulls Darren into a kiss. Neither appears to be in a hurry, enjoying some mutual pit worship before Darren gets down to the enviable task of getting his mouth around Mike's sizeable piece. Rather than drop his drawers, emblazoned with a bright Union Jack, he pulls his boxers politely to the side and lets Darren go to town. Moments later, Mike's got his nose deep into Darren's asscrack, pulling back just enough for the camera to admire the smooth, puckered surface of his asshole. This is one heavenly and slovenly rimjob. The finger-fucking that serves as a prelude to the more traditional fuck Darren receives is surprisingly hotter and more hardcore. Mike obviously has established a habit of loosening up the holes he fucks. You'll know why once you get a peek at his cock. Don't get me wrong -- the ass-banging sizzles, but the digital warm-up really sets the tone. Darren eventually opens wide for Mike's seed, though much ends up on his stubbly chin.
In another corner of the huge warehouse, Rick Hunter, the twinkiest twink throughout, is also indulging in some stroke time, though he's not as bold about it as Mike Power. When Adam Tremadoc and Phil stumble upon poor Rick, he can't get his big dick back inside his sweatpants fast enough. The wolfish grins on Adam and Phil's faces convey that they've seen it all before, and they immediately approach Rick like two slightly older brothers, verbally encouraging his masturbatory exploits. They even assist with technique, re-exposing Rick's cock and brazenly manhandling him. Inspired, Rick drops to the floor and puts his head directly between two very appealing cocks, barely slicked with pre-cum. He stuffs his mouth piggy style. But it's really Rick's tender hole that these guys are after. Phil eases the way with his tongue, and then steps aside for Adam to have a taste. Adam gets first crack at Rick's cherry ass, and Rick, for his part, keeps himself occupied sucking on Phil's dick. But it's Phil's fucking that makes Rick spill his seed. He empties onto the filthy tile floor of the warehouse, then steps up to swallow his co-workers' scum.
Leon Steel and Zander Ward stop doing inventory just long enough to blow a load. Both are average looking guys, but the sex heat they generate is achingly authentic. Personally, I'd almost rather watch regular joes like these hook up than the unattainable gym bunnies running rampant in gay porn. These guys are refreshingly eager, excitable and quite literally devour one another on camera. When Zander bends Leon over to eat ass, Leon's cock is dangerous stiff, almost to the point of bursting. While he's getting plowed, his prick has enough steel to make a hearty thumping noise on the table he's fucked against. Their lovemaking concludes with more sumptuous cum-eating.
We finish with considerable fireworks: a three-way between James Buck, Rick Hunter and Darren Robbins. The best was indeed saved for last. It seems that even the maintenance staff has got the hornies; the not-so-innocent Rick purposely drops hardware onto the floor just hoping that either James or Darren will make a play. These guys skip T-shirts and underwear underneath their zip-up janitor's outfits for moments like these. And just like earlier in the day, Rick happily finds himself crouched, a stiffie bumping against each eardrum. Rick makes a sexy centerpiece between Darren and James, and they divide their attention between him and one another, hotly kissing over top the lad's head. You just know Rick is in for the fuck of his life when these greasy monkeys put him up on a workbench and roughly poke fingers into his cute little butt. Sure enough, he's ridden pretty hard. The surprise comes when James sidles alongside Rick on the workbench. Their asses are exposed at chest level, and Darren eases different colored dildos into each hole simultaneously. The camera hovers below James and Rick, capturing every gasp and grimace. Finally Rick, still hungry for seed, pants with his tongue exposed until he gets the cum he craves.
They got it right when they put the words "Debauched! Depraved! Degraded!" on the cover. Between the ass-licking, spit-sharing and cum-eating, I'd consider adding "Delicious!" to that list.
DVD features: Chapters; gallery; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent