There is elegance in porn. I'm not necessarily talking about wowing sets and opulent orgies, but true elegance, the kind that is effortless to people who have it. The men in "Men at Play: Executive Pleasures 2" have it. They have classy faces, classy demeanors and even classy sex, though the sex parts of the scenes are often academic when compared to the mood. The whole point of the movie is to make suits and ties a glamorous part of attraction, and every scene nails that point. Sure, it's easier to get out of a pair of jeans and a tank top to rush into sex, but there's something about taking off a tie, unbuttoning a shirt and even carefully unzipping expensive pants that is unbelievably sexy, especially in this context, where the sex is purposely vanilla. Well, maybe French vanilla. That sounds more upscale and this movie deserves upscale treatment.
The day starts logically enough at 8:30 a.m. Graying stud Cameron is mowing the lawn while suited Antony L. watches him. Antony cuts a striking figure all dressed up, with the chiseled face of a high-end catalog model, dark and swarthy. Cameron, quickly losing his shirt, is a strapping mature man every bit as handsome, but with a completely different look. Antony doesn't have enough money to pay slightly bearded Cameron, so they settle on sex for the remainder. Cameron feels around the bulges in Antony's gray suit, and then ties Antony's hands together behind him so he can give him a blowjob. I'm totally digging Antony in the suit. He's that sexy. With only his face and cock exposed, it's so hot! Cameron's blowjob is gracious and fun. During it, Antony loses his clothes finally and sucks Cameron. These two have ideal bodies, and the tying-up kink factor doesn't blunt the glamour at all. It makes it more entertaining. Though Cameron is tied to the chair, it doesn't stop the two from giving back-and-forth blowjobs until Antony cums on Cameron's chest.
By 9:15, Edu Boxer is at his stark office. Now, Edu Boxer is usually a hardcore leather-type performer, so seeing him dressed for the office is shocking, but in a grand way. Apparently the morning isn't his busy time, so he pulls out his cock and a stogie and gets comfortable. From a window nearby, Manu Maltes snaps pictures. Sure, why wouldn't he want to keep forever proof of Edu's thick cock, or his hairy face and frame? His solo pumping is relaxed, but knowing. He is so efficient that it's over quickly, yet it's totally satisfying to watch, not too long, not too short. The scene ends with his tie coated in cum, the stogie lit and Edu ready for the day.
At 12:50, Carl Wilde has an appointment with Brit Dr. Richard (oh, that accent!). For anyone with a physician fantasy, Dr. Richard is it! His tight body is barely hidden in his formal clothing, and his gray hair and beard are at once respectable and phenomenally sexy. Carl is a heartthrob. Dark and handsome don't even seem appropriate in describing him. They are too plain for this looker. Dr. Richard does what I assume is the testicular cancer test first, but it gets Carl's uncut dick moving. He then moves to the prostate exam through which Carl is calm. Carl has the bubbliest of bubble-butts, smooth and round to perfection. The gloved fingering goes on for a while as Carl pushes himself backwards on multiple Dr. Richard digits. I'm not sure what medicinal purpose a buttplug serves (or if insurance covers it), but Carl doesn't ask any questions when Dr. Richard uses it on him. Carl is still wearing everything but his pants as Dr. Richard works his tasty ass with dildos. Writhing Carl exposes his chest and beats off watching Dr. Richard and their connection is stunning. Carl gets his six-pack licked before he goes down on Dr. Richard's enormous curved cock. That is one mighty member, but Carl's very brief blowjob is very good. Carl jacks off all over his chest and tie before hairy-chested Dr. Richard fucks him, still pretty much clothed. It's a simple but penetrating fuck, received giddily by Carl, who then uses his tongue to encourage a load from Dr. Richard.
Since this film is European-made, the next scene takes place at 15:45 p.m., or 3:45 p.m. for those of us across the pond (although eagle-eye viewers will notice the clock on the wall is approaching 8:30). Back at 9:15, when he was jacking off, his employee Manu Maltes, another rough and tumble hairy beefcake tucked into a suit, took a lot of pictures, but apparently not just because Edu is a hottie worth preserving. There's blackmail in the air. Manu takes over Edu's chair, lights one of his cigars and has Edu buff his shoes. Manu finally says he wants to see Edu unzip and stroke up close, and since it will save Edu's hide (and hopefully use it too), Edu complies. Whenever Edu hesitates to go further, Manu points to the pictures and Edu gives in. They sizzle kissing and then Manu forces Edu to blow him. Well, not exactly "forces" as Edu gives a willingly wonderful blowjob. "Don't be gentle," Manu tells him, and Edu sprints off to go faster and deeper. They 69 on the desk, shirts and ties still worn. Manu races between sucking and kissing Edu until cumming in his mouth. Edu keeps Manu's deflating cock in his mouth as inspiration for his own shot. Oh, but Manu is ever the gentleman. He rips up the photos and goes back to work. Hell, even chivalry has made it into this movie! I'm expecting Claudette Colbert to sashay in wearing silver lame any moment, as it's that refined.
It's now exactly 8:00 p.m. (or 18:00 for those of you still going by official time). The workday should be long over. However, Dean Monroe and Miguel are still in their work clothes. I have always found Dean Monroe to be one of the truly most handsome men in porn, and in a suit, he's the personification of the film's demeanor. Anyway, maybe the workday is over, because when the scene starts, he's heavily making out with shaved-headed Miguel. Both look delicious in pinstripe suits as the animals inside those suits try to burst out. Miguel licks Dean's cock and rubs his ass through the pricey pants. If these two never disrobed, I would still be excited. But, of course that doesn't happen. Dean's cock is unconfined and Miguel hungrily sucks it, with Dean wrapping Miguel's silk tie around it as Miguel works. Miguel is actually quite the spitfire, but when Dean blows Miguel's uncut pecker, it's a master class, albeit brief. Speaking of briefs, Dean soon loses those too as Miguel wants to lick around Dean's legendary butt. It's not rimming, but rather a series of sweet kisses. Miguel, who hasn't done any more than unzip his pants to expose his cock, fucks Dean with a slow-burn passion. Miguel is definitely focused on depth, but it's handled with gratifying care rather than abandon. Dean, who must be sweating with a shirt and jacket on, rides Miguel, looking every bit the refined dandy he is. He's at once dignified and pure uninhibited bottom. After they cream on Dean's chest, the two return to kissing.
Most respectable businessmen are going to bed early, right? At 19:30 (you know how to translate it by now), it's not too late to get in another sex session. Carl, no doubt still high from his doctor's appointment, goes to change out of his work clothes (there are a few lockers, so perhaps we're at the gym) when strapping muscle hunk Antonio Marquez enters, wearing only a towel. His massive cock is already hardening, but he's so good looking, you would be forgiven for not noticing it while you stare at his face (or chest or arms or butt). He towels off teasingly for Carl's benefit, though Carl seems to be ignoring him. How long can that possibly last? Exactly. Soon, Carl is licking at Anthony's eye-popping dick, using his supple lips to tickle it. Carl attempts to blow Anthony, but is forgiven for not being able to take that much since it's so gigantic. As he's being sucked, Anthony puts on his work clothes, another of this movie's attempts at polishing gay porn. Good for Anthony, he can button his sleeves and enjoy a blowjob at the same time! Since Anthony is in a time crunch, he puts on his pants, leaving his dick out, while Carl disrobes to be fucked. Powerful Anthony has so much style as a top, gyrating his hips with élan as he slashes at Carl. Carl then rides Anthony, never creasing the suit pants, and then Anthony finally goes back to being half-undressed so he can cum on Carl and not get his pants stained. He gives Carl some quick pecks goodbye and leaves.
Don't get me wrong, I love down-and-dirty porn sex. I love leather and sweat and dark alleys. But, "Men at Play: Executive Pleasures 2" is every bit as satisfying in its zealous cleanliness and deliberately high-minded control. In fact, I think it could work very well as soft-core porn, because the imagery of the men in suits is so sensually handled that is steams before anyone gets naked. The sex is fantastic, but that's actually just the fizz at the top of the champagne glass. Sure, I watched this with arousal, but I also watched it excited to go to work and wonder what is underneath all those suits I see walking around town on a daily basis.
DVD features: Chapters; solo (Antonio Marquez); photoshoot (Antony L.); outtakes; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Brent Blue