Guys on bikes inspire the scenes in "Riders," but the octet of studs in this flick really don't seem to need inspiration. The guys themselves are enough to get me willing to jump into a scene, and they appear to feel the same way. No dialogue necessary, just shirk your clothing and let's get it on! It's interesting to note that there are four scenes here, each with simply two guys, but the vitality of the vignettes feels like the efforts far more men then eight.
Bobby Williams and Joey Russo seem innocent enough as they ride their dirt bikes, separating in search of different destinations. Bobby ambles into a bar to use the bathroom, but snappish bartender Cliff Rhodes barks at him, "are you even old enough to be in here?" The boyish Bobby is followed into the can by the rougher readier Dylan West, who pulls out his uncut cock, purses his lips and waits for Bobby to finish up with nature. His rock-hard cock should be a homing device, long with just a hint of a curve and a big fat head at the top. Bobby finally spies Dylan and the latter goes in for the kill, silently pushing his cock at Bobby's ass. Seemingly naïve Bobby is pushed down to Dylan's cock where he starts with a deep-throat. Enough time has been spent by Dylan waiting for this, and Bobby seems to sense this as he gives him a full-on, no-holds-barred blowjob from the get-go. The naïf becomes a wildcat with his mouth, tearing around the cock with fury. He flirts with the cock, teasing it and licking it as he sizzled through a few different styles. It's the deep-throat that elicits happy groans from Dylan, though. Dylan leans Bobby up against the rickety sink and sucks him. Running along the same theme, he bounds up and down the full length of Bobby's dick for another excellent blowjob. Dylan spurts a strong load on Bobby's stomach and Bobby beats off furiously to shoot on Dylan's leg.
Meanwhile, Cliff Rhodes, a tad unshaven and grizzly, starts his scene with customer Miguel Bravo, a sensual Latino with a hairy chest. Both are now nude, as Miguel licks Cliff's pits as they stare at each other and plan for an aggressive manly session. Cliff even promises "the rough treatment." Cliff has Miguel pulsing his asshole in his sights as Miguel is merely sucking through Cliff's jeans. "Smell that dick, breathe it in!" Cliff commands before spitting all over Miguel. Cliff has that nasty glint in his eye, hinting that spitting is only the beginning. The doe-eyed Miguel opens his peepers wide when Cliff unveils his massive cock and Miguel starts the blow slowly, with a thorough licking. Cliff drizzles spit down toward his cock, coating Miguel's face in it as Miguel practices a worshipful sucking.
Back in the bathroom, Dylan is working Bobby's ass with his tongue and fingers. Bobby doesn't stand still for any of this, gyrating his butt wildly as Dylan attends to him. This is aped by the outside sex scene where Miguel is getting ravaged by Cliff's bearded face and fingers, not to mention one of his own fingers. Dylan slaps his dick all over Bobby's butt and Bobby yowls in heat for more, throwing one leg up on the barrel as Dylan preps his cock before sliding into Bobby. Once fully in, Dylan fulfills his nasty promises and fucks Bobby with fast-paced ferocity. It takes just the muscles around his hips and abs to slam full thrusts into the littler Bobby, who is a mass of "fuck yeahs" in appreciation.
The gents outside are ready for their fucking, and Cliff lacks any of the kindness Dylan showed upon insertion, instead going nastily into Miguel and never stopping. That glint is still in his eye and now it's working itself through his cock. Close-ups are a pleasure, showing Cliff angrily slicing through Miguel's hairy ass and rocking the bottom as he pushes away. Miguel's ass gets the star treatment when Cliff pulls out now and then, pulsing and showing the stretch he's getting. Cliff throws Miguel onto his stomach and fucks him even harder, with Miguel poking his butt backwards at Cliff. By now, Miguel's ass fits Cliff perfectly, so the two work in a furious tandem to send this fuck reeling.
In the john, Dylan now has Bobby on his back, one leg over his shoulder. Dylan finds extra speed here and smacks at Billy much the way Cliff has been doing a few feet away. Bobby is a loud bottom and perhaps that is what is spurring Dylan on. Dylan's wild pumping finally nets a cum-shot from Bobby all over his abs and then Dylan spews so much on Bobby that it hits everywhere from his dick to his neck.
Miguel then gets to ride on Cliff's cock, swallowing it to the balls and bouncing with great thigh muscle control. Perhaps his cowboy boots are an indication of how well he rides, but the proof is just a few inches up in just how smoothly he keeps Cliff inside him. They stand up so Miguel can cum and then Ben sits in a chair so he can cum. As he blasts, Miguel slaps in on the chest.
Eschewing guys who have to pedal to get anywhere, the next scene shows leather-clad muscle guys Kent Larson and Matthieu Costa. Matthieu must be the definition of hard-bodied, with a gorgeous face to go along with it, and Kent is forever welcome, tight as hell over those amazingly worked-out muscles. Immediately upon alighting the bikes, they are kissing and groping. These big boys absolutely throb with immediacy and neither finds a place on each other's neck and chest they can't lick. There's a whole lotta muscle going on here, but Matthieu is soon drawn to the one that matters most, sucking Kent's cock, still partially caged in a jockstrap. Matthieu generously gobbles up the piece, his bearded face constantly meeting the cotton strap as he sucks deeper and deeper. It's masculine, but it's also playing in the way Matthieu does some major gulping. Kent attaches clips to Matthieu's nipples, but that doesn't stop Matthieu from sucking for even a moment. Still wearing the clips, Matthieu is bent over a bike so Kent can dive into his ass with his entire face, his tongue fast and deeply probing. Kent is able to get two and then three fingers inside Matthieu's bulbous ass. Off come the clips and in goes Kent's cock. The supremely confident Kent is a master of the butt pound, but Matthieu is a strong man, so Kent has to work extra hard to conquer him. Matthieu leans Kent over to rim and finger his smooth ass with the same determination Kent displayed, using both hands to open up Ken and then handily fucking him with his thick cock. If Matthieu's fuck doesn't have the same devilish power of Kent's, it's a sprinty lusty one and the versatility is what matters most. Kent smacks off a load and then Matthieu finishes.
The sublime Ben Jakks, with those succulent lips and tattoos covering some of his most enormous muscles, is intensely working out in the park when Joey Russo, slightly unshaven and straddling the line between boy and man so perfectly, comes upon him. Ben flirts with Joey by flexing his muscles and showing off, eventually slipping down into a dark cave where Joey follows. Ben's hypnotic eyes can be seen inviting Joey in the darkness without a word, probably because Ben has his whopper cock out and ready, immediately hits his knees and starts deep-throating. He takes the entire cock, but with a slow burn passion rather than an immediately excitable thrust. He gags on Ben, but it doesn't stop him from keeping the dick all the way in his throat. Joey stares up at Ben with his liquid sex eyes, all the while keeping the cock locked in his mouth. Joey sports one hell of a fierce boner himself and Ben more than eagerly sucks it. He reverts to the playfulness that has been one of this flick's hallmarks, rather than attempting Joey's unmatchable deep-throat. Joey is then placed up against a wall so Ben can face-fuck the hell out of him, but Joey's abilities are unabating and he takes it all. Joey rims Ben's super muscular ass, now turning suddenly sweet and subservient about it. This is all sugar compared to the spice of his blowjob. Just eating Ben's ass nets a superb cum-shot from Joey. Ben grunts his own blast onto Joey's chest. Then, the scene suddenly changes. So far, Joey has completely owned it, but now it's Ben's turn to steal it. He rims Joey's fuck-ready ass, standing under him and smothering his bum with a very wet mouth, spitting and chasing it with his awakened fury. He then wedges his fingers into Joey before going into assault mode with his cock. Joey's ass is delectable, and when Ben takes it, it's a great marriage of top and bottom. Joey is able to sit solid and let Ben plow into him with all that his muscular body can muster. Ben combines the techniques of all the previous fucks, using speed and power as his main weapons, but also tricking Joey's ass with different maneuvers along the way. The full pull-out and ram-back-in shots are particularly welcome, and the rabid fucking gets Joey to blast very quickly. Ben then unloads on Joey's spent cock. How anyone will have the energy to ride back home is beyond me!
Think of the speed that a motorcycle can blast down a highway. That's the speed at which "Riders" reels off its scenes. The whole piece has a breathless ferocious quality to it and at least a few points in each scene, the models definitely know it. Watching Ben Jakks and Joey Russo go at each other in the final scene is the epitome of this growling, beastial sex.
DVD features: Chapters; behind-the-scenes featurette (shot in an interesting speedy way, and even some fluffing during the scene shoots); extended footage (from the Kent and Matthieu scene that includes a sterling blowjob from Kent and some additional bottoming from him that takes great advantage of the motorcycle); cum-shots chapter; photoshoots; trailers ("Drill," "Stud Farm," "Service Trade" and "Packers"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Brent Blue
Titan Media has had some stunning releases so far this year, and while Riders may not be the best of the bunch, it's still worth owning. I don't want this to sound negative at all, because Riders features the best performance to date by Ben Jakks, along with solid support from the chiseled Matthieu Costa and the tough and tender Kent Larson.
Production values are up to the usual Titan standards, and while there is plenty of eye candy here, only one scene rises to the level of ultra-hotness. However, the remainder of the video is still far and away superior to material released by most other studios, and on this basis, I give it a strong recommendation.
As it begins, buddies Bobby Williams and Joey Russo are riding their bikes when Williams stops off at a local bar to take a leak. When he enters, square-jawed bartender Cliff Rhodes is chatting up swarthy customer Miguel Bravo. Williams goes to the bathroom, where he is joined by Dylan West.
With the set-up out of the way, West begins playing with himself in a stall, and Williams sees him in the mirror. West walks over to him, undresses him and shoves Williams' head on his dick. West has one of my favorite dicks in the business, featuring a large dickhead with a tight, thin foreskin that reveals every detail underneath it.
West is very into this oral, and he moans quite a bit. Then he gives as good as he gets, giving Williams wave after wave of oral ecstasy. Both of them jack off while facing each other, with West managing the superior splasher.
As West moves south and fingers Williams' asshole, the scene cuts to the front of the bar, where Rhodes and Bravo go at it. Bravo worships Rhodes' pit, and Rhodes warns him that he's going to be rough. While Bravo's face is buried in Rhodes' crotch, Rhodes spits on him. Rhodes rims Bravo's bulging bunghole and then inserts two fingers. The scene cuts back to the john, where West penetrates Williams to the point of hand-chewing ecstasy.
Bravo's asshole eagerly swallows Rhodes' thick cock, and though it appears that Bravo has some hardware problems, he still obviously enjoys being ridden. West keeps banging away on the very verbal Williams until he pulls out and releases another splasher onto Williams' chest and tummy. Williams reminds me of a smooth Tag Adams. He's cute as a button, and I look forward to seeing him again soon.
The scene cuts back to Bravo squatting on Rhodes' dick. Bravo manages a dribbler, but Rhodes, as usual, delivers a globby, massive load.
As the next scene starts, helmeted motorcyclists Kent Larson and Matthieu Costa pull into a garage. Costa goes down on the jock-strapped Larson, and Larson attaches huge clamps onto Costa's meaty nipples. After eating and fingering his ass, Larson enters Costa. Costa is very verbal here, and his round, hard ass shakes from the pounding Larson gives him.
Then Costa returns the anal pleasure, and Larson looks maxed out with pleasure. Costa mounts his ass and fucks him from behind while he's bent over the motorcycle. Then Larson lays on his back on the motorcycle seat, allowing Costa maximum penetration. Larson gushes, and Costa, dripping in sweat, squeezes out a few drops.
The final scene, featuring Ben Jakks and Joey Russo, is far and away the hottest scene on this disc. Jakks is doing push-ups when cyclist Russo sees him and starts flirting. After they find a hiding place in the park, Russo energetically swallows Jakks' cock and gags repeatedly from his valiant effort to deep-throat Jakks' stallion dong. When Jakks goes down on Russo, Russo looks ready to cum at any moment.
Jakks give his hottest performance to date, giving it his all, deep-throating the hung Russo and spitting rivulets down his curved shaft. Jakks face-fucks Russo, which leads to more gagging. Russo gives Jakks an expert rimming, then stands and pumps out a stream of cum that stretches from his dick to the floor. Jakks works out his load onto Russo's chest fur.
Jakks continues and eats and fingers Russo's ass. Quickly penetrating him, Jakks pounds Russo's bunghole with physical abandon. Russo gets on his back, and Jakks fucks him to an uncontrollable orgasm, with cum splashing all over Russo's chest, arms and thighs. Jakks finishes with an acceptable creamer onto Russo's balls.
With over three hours of total content on this disc, the most notable of the bonus features is additional material with Larson and Costa. Again, while not one of the best of the year, Riders is vastly superior to most of the material released by many studios. And it was great to see the incredibly handsome and manly Ben Jakks finally achieve his potential and deliver his best performance to date. Jakks is now much more than a model. He's more relaxed onscreen, and that translates into major heat.
- Matt Woods