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Distributor | Released | Length |
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All Worlds Video | 2005 | 115 |
Description source: promotional material
A beast has been unleashed and no one's ass is safe until he has been captured in director Doug Jeffries latest epic.
When it comes to sex, Steve Cannon is an animal in this film. He wanders the desert in the form of a dog, sniffing out action and heating things up where ever he goes. Dillon Press is soaking up the desert sun when Steve happens upon him. After devouring Dillon's rock hard cock, Steve offers up his ass for a hot pounding in the heat of the desert sun.
In the suburbs Kevin Brown opens the gates to the beast and a poolside three way is released with Chad Savage and Marcos Pirelli. Both Kevin and Marcos end up getting plowed before the action is over.
In an industrial park, Joshua Adams is looking for a ride when Jacob Slater picks him up in a moving van. The action moves to the back of the van where Jacob takes charge of Joshua first fucking his face and then ramming his with his fat cock.
The beast, Steve Cannon is finally captured and caged where he is forced to watch the hot action in a dungeon scene with Billy Cochran, Alex Leon, Rod Barry, Luca Di Corso, Shane Rollins and Vin Nolan. Before the excitement ends the men pull Steve out of his cage and tie him up in a sling for a gangbang that will tame this savage beast.
[In the Director’s cut Rod Barry and Shane Rollins insert a dildo and baseball bat into Billy Cochran before fisting him.]
Steve Cannon is an intimidating figure. Tall and butch, with a top-heavy severe Mohawk haircut, craggy face with burning eyes and a body covered in ink, he's rugged and masculine, wandering through the desert as the credits roll. However, there's something even more interesting about this brooding hunk. He can change forms. One moment he's hot Steve and the next a wolfish canine.
It's this canine form that comes upon a shirtless Dillon Press in the middle of the desert. Buff and shaved all over, the dog that Dillon welcomes suddenly becomes Steve gorging himself on Dillon's cock. Steve is immediately greedy, whether he's blowing, kissing or licking Dillon. He has no problem wrapping his mouth fully around Dillon's cock and their chemistry is as scorching as the temperature on this desert. Reliable Dillon starts to finger Steve's hole, showing the row of piercings that lead from it to Steve's cock, which is tipped with a Prince Albert. That heavy ring doesn't faze Dillon at all when he sucks. So, Steve turns himself around to let Dillon continue playing with his ass while he sucks a bit more. Dillon gets mighty nasty with the fingers, plowing in four of them at a time, stretching the hole wide with both hands. After that stretch, Dillon can easily fuck Steve, chemistry still thrilling as the dick gyrates around in the exceedingly willing bottom. Steve is all smiles as Dillon digs in deep, but Steve is a big guy, so he contorts his body in ways so that the also-massive Dillon has to work hard to conquer him. It makes for the hottest in masculine sex. A turn to a rolled-up missionary fuck finds Dillon going even harder, with the two of them almost touching lips the whole time, as if the fuck can't exist without the chemical teasing between them. Dillon pulls out to drop a load on Steve's cock and then helps Steve jack himself off to a spitting conclusion on his colorfully tattooed torso.
Steve the Dog (you can tell the difference, Steve wears a leather vest, though both have heavy collars) makes big strides down the streets of Palm Springs until sniffing out sex. He confidently swaggers up to a house, bangs on the door and of course adorable lithe Kevin Brown lets him in. Kevin is another stunner, in a completely different way from Steve. He is smooth and lean, with a beautiful boyish face, just a hint of blond in his hair, some tats and a lovely demeanor. He's poolside watching Chad Savage and Marcos Pirelli kissing. The stalwart classically handsome muscular Chad and opulently glamorous brunet Marcos make a hot couple to watch. Kevin's teeny bathing suit doesn't contain his interest in them and his super sexy eyes meet Chad's inviting ones. Big-lipped Marcos finally motions to him to join them and he and Chad each take one of Marcos' nipples. Chad is the first to suck Marcos' thick cock, moving to Kevin's as well. As the cock owners kiss, Chad steals the thunder with his excellent sucking and his untanned heavenly ass unleashed from his suit. Under the water, Chad doesn't lose a beat from his tip-top blowing, coming up for air only when Kevin is ready to hold his breath and take over. They alternate beautifully, keeping Marcos remarkably hard. When the two of them kiss underwater as a hand-off of the cock, it's clever perfection. Using rafts, things turn anal. Kevin gets at the head of a rimming chain, with Chad giving him a light tongue-flicking and Marcos doing the same to Chad, but with a heartier munching maneuver. Chad is still the oxygen of the scene, not relying on his good looks to ace the scene, but instead his talent. Somewhat surprisingly, it's the deep-digging tongue artist Marcos who gets fucked first. Chad, always a super top, fucks him grandly and passionately while Kevin stands over the bottom to get blown. Chad, his hips swiveling from what looks to be a full foot away, generates a fine amount of power in order to get all the way inside Marcos. Kevin eventually bends over Marcos to blow him while he's stilling getting fucked, with Marcos not letting go of the dick in his mouth, but instead adding fingering to his bag of tricks. Marcos is relieved of his bottoming duties in order to top Kevin, gracefully sliding between Kevin's cheeks with the full force of his thickness. Chad, the sun bouncing off his superlative muscles, has Kevin suck him as Marcos continues with his engagingly slow-burn fuck. Kevin, the sunburst tattoo around his navel a virtual target, cums right there as the other two stand over him aiming for his chest. Marcos has a massive one all over Kevin and onto Chad's leg and Chad has an equally impressive blast on Kevin's delighted face. The dog leaves the house as mysteriously as he entered.
Joshua Adams is looking very hot in an Army T-shirt trying to get a ride on the side of the road when the dog passes by, a Q-Haul truck (I ain't makin' that up, folks) finally stopping now to help Joshua. The driver is the always-charged Jacob Slader, who motions beefy inked Joshua into the back of the van. Thin but powerful, not to mention dazzlingly full of art, Jacob is mighty forceful with Joshua as he commands him to blow him. Goateed Joshua is able to deep-throat Jacob's giant dick, fed to him with shooting anger and nastiness by Jacob. This is a match-up of two down-and-dirty pros and the electricity is a virtual third character here. Joshua savagely sucks, just as Jacob wants, going for broke with gagging depth. He's as monstrously intent on pleasing Jacob as the snarling Jacob wants him to be. Jacob bends over nipple-pierced Joshua and continues the searing passion with a blasting rimjob. The ass is hairy and Jacob tosses his entire face into getting it ready. He licks every inch of it and attempts to pull the ass outward with great suction. Jacob's cock truly couldn't be any harder than it is as he and Joshua practice their inevitable fucking and then do it for real. Jacob is in with a slam and the brutish intensity that has marked this scene so completely roars ahead as Jacob is mean as can be with his fucking. Shooting into Joshua with forceful blasts, spitting on him and sweating big time, Jacob is a snarling powerhouse, given free reign to be as brutish as possible with game Joshua. Full handless plows of insertion are just the beginning of Jacob's efforts. With a bottom as superlative as Joshua, he can do just about anything, and he does. The sideways position is hard on energy levels, but it only eggs Jacob on to a more dramatic plunging. Jacob is so focused on his fuck, the moment of nearing climax doesn't seem to occur to either until Jacob has a sudden pull-out and popping shot. Hairy Joshua lets his out on his stomach and the scorch of this scene is finally extinguished.
The dog is found, where it turns back into Steve and is led to an orgy room, caged up like the animal he is. The action is already in progress, with Shane Rollins in a jockstrap having his magnificent ass eaten by graceful Alex Leon, aiming to really please Shane's round orbs and the deep hole between them. Rod Barry is in a sling with bald Vin Nolan doing exactly the same to him. The first part of the scene wisely relies on Alex's workaholic passion for Shane's unbeatable ass. It moves seamlessly to goateed Vin's workout on a domineering Rod's ass and cock. Rod may look comfortable in the sling, but it doesn't stop him from physically ordering Vin around his crotch at whim. Just feet away, swarthy unshaven brunet Luca DiCorso is having his dick sucked by blond Billy Cochran. Luca is thickly hung, and Billy seems nervous to handle him, but he does so with accurate prowess and achieves a deep-throat with fine effort. With Alex still in his ass, Shane now has Vin join them to suck him. Very blond Rod allows Luca and Billy the pleasure of sharing his dick. Hairy-chested Shane teases Steve, who pulls at the cage's bars in a desire to join. The testosterone in the room zings when Rod is giving the orders. He has Luca and Billy sucking with such authority, and they follow. In one very intriguing moment, he has both of them almost strangled inside his jockstrap, Billy blowing him and Luca gorging himself on Rod's nuts. Only when Rod has had enough does he let them relax and lick his boots. Shane finally relents and has Steve play, shoving his cock into the cage so Steve can swallow it whole, forced to do so by Rod, on top of the cage with his hands around Steve's neck, pushing him further down Shane. I don't think Steve needs the help, for he's a mighty talent, but it looks damn hot. When it's time to fuck, tall Alex goes ramming his way into pretty Luca, who has his mouth around Vin's dick. Alex is quiet, but he packs a wallop when he fucks, which causes Luca to barely hold Vin's cock in his mouth. Steve is finally the centerpiece of the action when he's placed in the sling and fucked by the gang. Vin starts, ramming strongly as the other guys growl dirty epithets in Steve's direction. In fact, the nasty talk has been remarkably hot throughout the scene, adding to the general heat in the room. Shane is the second entrant into Steve, going at him brutally, slamming the full length of his cock so far most bottoms wouldn't be able to breathe. Rod follows, as jaunty as ever, pulling on the chains of the sling in order to help his wild fucking. Still energetic, Alex comes next, giving Steve yet another punishing routine, second only to Shane so far. Luca is next, opting for a different style, burying his cock deep and doing a jackrabbit fuck once it's buried in there. Shane returns, stronger than before and then Rod, ready to pop a vein in his head, takes his second turn. Shane pulls out a sadistic dildo, but the bottom now is Billy. He takes the entire length. This thing is looooong and Shane isn't at all nice with it. Still vying for control with Shane, Rod takes over the dildoing and abuses Billy's pierced hole too. Just when it can't get bigger or better, Rod applies a greased baseball bat to Billy's ass for a moment before he and Shane up even that ante by fisting Billy. This astounding bottom takes them way up their arms as they dig in to his apparently backless asshole. His own pierced dick stays very hard as Shane and Rod apply their gloved hands to him, sometimes even together! It takes the return of the baseball bat to get Billy to cum. They all stand over Steve and drops their loads on him. He's even treated to some pissing once they have all exploded.
"Dog-tired" is perhaps the only way to describe each model when he is done with his scene. Director Doug Jeffries has really put this abundantly talented cast through the paces here. The gigantic intensity starts the moment Steve encounters Dillon in the desert and doesn't even seem to end with when the orgy participants cum. They all look ready for another round. There is so much energy packed into "Captured" that it could solve a power outage.
DVD features: Chapters; gallery; trailers ("Little Brother's Big Secret," "Desperate Husbands" and "MNM: Mars Needs Men") and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Brent Blue
Doug Jeffries does it to us again in this feature-length first-rate stunning fuck flick of rough sex. The performers, who range from rough trade manfuckers to sleek muscular gym bunnies, are all at the top of their game. The gist of the film is the lone zoomorphic ultra-tattooed Steve Cannon, who inspires a series of sexcapades. In an electronic flash, Cannon reveals his canine side, a beautiful blue-eyed Alaskan Husky who then morphs backs into Cannon before the sex begins.
The first scene begins with a shirtless beefcake Dillon Press reclining on a sheet in the desert. Up trots the "canine Cannon," who is tenderly greeted by Press. The editing here is extremely well done as we see Press' playing with the dog. The camera angle then cuts just behind Press' head, and we see the now-human Cannon greedily inhaling Press' massive cock, freshly sprung from his open jeans. Cannon hungrily licks and sucks Press' equipment and impressive six-pack, showing off some impressive deep-throating skills. Cannon feeds Press his thick, pierced prick, and Press responds with some hot finger-fucking in Cannon's veteran hole. Press' gynecological skills at prying open Cannon's man-gina truly make the scene smolder. Though the fucking is well done, their doggy-style (of course) and missionary coupling is slightly cool; the hottest sex remains the oral and anal play.
Cannon, sniffing the wind, is prowling for more on the suburban streets. He bangs on a house door and changes into the dog just as newcomer Kevin Brown opens the door in his Speedo. Brown, who has the lean sandy blond beauty of an A&F model, is someone we need to keep an eye on. The next scene, though filmed with hot performances by Marcos Pirelli (who looks a bit like a young Peter Gallagher), Chad Savage and Brown, doesn't really seem to fit with the would-be common thread of the film. After Brown scratches the dog behind the ears and stands up, the dog disappears! Does Cannon have the ability to change into two hot men, namely Pirelli and Savage, who are now standing in a pool making out? I can guarantee that what follows will make the viewer not even care.
With a wordless award-winning smile, Pirelli gestures to Brown that he should join in the fun. And what fun! Though this scene doesn't have the rough animal fucking that the rest of the movie possesses, the three-way between Pirelli, Savage and Brown is incredibly sexy. The kisses are sensual and slow; the sex is authentic and hot. The guys then sit in the pool in a beautifully filmed sequence in which both Savage and Brown do double-duty smoking Pirelli's pole underwater. Savage is a natural born cocksucker, and it's obvious he loves what he does, which can apparently be done well in water as on dry land. It's evident that all three performers are really into each other; they eat ass like they mean it; their murmured directions to each other are not as contrived as in many other adult films. Savage cracks open Pirelli's crack as Pirelli downs Browns' long schlong in a hot 69. It's newby Brown's turn next, topped by the freshly fucked Pirelli, while Savage reclines on a sunning chair getting a well-executed hummer from Brown. Pirelli and Savage then stand over Brown, pulling their puds and watch as Brown shoots a gloriously goopy money shot. Savage wanks as Pirelli cranks out not one but two intense orgasms, the first of which lands on Brown's chest. Brown's performance is amazing; at the close of this scene, his grinning face is glazed in semen. This scene gets my vote for best three-way.
Joshua Adams, apparently lost on the streets of an industrial district, is trying to hitch a ride when Jacob Slater pulls up in a suspiciously familiar "Q-Haul" moving van. Slater wordlessly nods to Adams that he should join him in the back. What commences is possibly the roughest and most intense oral sequence I have ever seen. Slater pretty much rapes Adams' willing throat, forcibly shoving his head down on his cock and violently face-fucking him. Admittedly, I had to stop writing and "take a break" on this one. Mutual spitting and hard slapping warm the guys up for Slater's aggressive topping of Adams. Adams absolutely shines in this one, taking all of Slater's abuse not because it's in the script but because he just simply loves it. He obviously thrives off of Slater's rough handling and meets Slater's repeated ass-pounding thrusts with purposeful intent. A possible nomination for two-way sex for both performers. I plan to watch this scene again.
The canine Cannon appears again, "captured" by Billy Cochran, who drags the now-human Cannon to an ass-eating orgy in a undisclosed room. Cochran makes a beeline for slim'n'hairy Luca Di Corso for a well-deserved face fucking. Vin Nolan busies himself by eating blonde faux-hawked Rod Barry's ass, which is suspended in a sling, while olive-skinned Alex Leon is happily occupied with sexy coverman Shane Rollins' pink pucker. All six men switch out partners and positions freely, leaving Cannon left out, whimpering in his cage.
And ooooooo! The dirty talk that Rod Barry spews! Does he kiss his mother with that mouth? Barry, given the intensity with which he debases cocksucking and boot licking Di Corso and Cochran, delivers scalding verbal abuse. Favorite quotes? "How'z that boot taste, bitch?" Rollins matches Barry's abusive vocabulary; his sexual intensity is superb and should catch, at a minimum, a respectful nod come award time. The majority of this last scene involves action that can only be seen on the director's cut; it involves gloved fists, the shocking disappearance of a baseball bat and a cum-glazed Steve Cannon being hosed down by post-coital urine.
The movie has excellent production qualities -- decent editing in all the scenes, a great house music soundtrack. The sex is intentionally rough all around so is a must-see for fans of aggressive sex. The consistency of the film falters a bit; the common thread of the zoomorphic Cannon is only clear at the beginnings of the first and last scenes. The dog doesn't even show up in the third, but Slater and Adams' voracious appetite for each other will make you forget about that. Cannons' trademark van dyke, which makes him so devilishly sexy, has grayed a bit, so don't be taken in by his younger look shown on the back of the DVD case.
- Jack Moore