Director J.D. Slater is one of my favorite pornographers. His work is always thrillingly to the point: no chitchat, no chicanery -- just spectacular he-men sucking and fucking as soon as the cameras begin to roll. Here, in "Knight After Night," the same holds true. The set-up: Bo Knight (clean-shaven and bearded) guides us through four powerhouse fuck sessions. Emphasis on the fucking.
Bearded Bo sets the stage in the opener by caressing a photo of Huessein in a nudie magazine before his fantasy transports him to a room with the hirsute god in the flesh. In the scene, Bo is clean-shaven and dresses in a dapper shirt, tie and slacks, Huessein wearing green shorts. They kiss, lick and grope before Bo gets started deep-throating the hairy brown hunk in earnest. Bo is an exceptional cocksucker. Heck, Bo is an exceptional sex machine in every regard, actually, but he is really on fire with Huessein. Bo stands on the bed and Huessein returns the favor, but Bo goes back to deep-throating soon enough. They go back and forth dick-slurping, Huessein getting a few licks in one Bo's pink hole, then fucking him legs-up missionary, doggy, and missionary to climax.
Next is a match-up of two giant cocksmen: Erik Hunter and Remy Delaine, macho hotties, particularly Erik, a huge brown-skinned man. Remy's cock is big and uncut, the glorious foreskin covering the head even when erect. Erik's humongous chocolate stick takes center stage immediately (they are standing on a raised platform, natch) and they trade greedy blowjobs before collapsing on the stage for a sweaty 69. Things really heat up when Erik sit-fucks fair-skinned Remy, sweat dripping off of Erik's dome as he goes about his task, then switching to the ass-up pile-driver position, drilling his huge cock deep into Remy's fluffy asscheeks (Remy often pulling Erik into his body and holding the dick in his hole). They finish with doggy, and then yank out two well-deserved cum-shots.
François Sagat gets it on with Tony Serrano in a living room with leather furniture. Much like the director, François is a no-nonsense kinda guy: he kisses Tony with that big mouth of his, and gets down on Tony's long dick right away. And who could blame him? Tony's a fucking hot daddy with his black goatee, graying temples and fierce body -- pretty darn irresistible. But, then, so is François -- a wet dream come true, live in the can-you-believe-your-eyes flesh. He takes the cock in deep gulps, his enjoyment writ large on his face with every swallow. Tony knows his way around a dick too, and puts his considerable skills to work when he licks, slobbers and devours François' beautiful uncut prong (François standing over him, Tony looking up worshipfully) seated on the hardwood floor. Tony wisely rims François' juicy butthole before fucking him sit, doggy and missionary (to climax) on and over a leather ottoman.
Bo's night ends as it began -- with a dick in his mouth! For the finale, he's bearded and chowing down on Tony Serrano. As with François in the previous scene, Tony has this great look on his face when he's being blown. It's as if you can see him thinking: "I know you like sucking of this hard dick, motherfucker ... now suck it!" His communication is completely non-verbal, but totally effective. He enjoys some excellent jaw-boning from Bo, then sucks on Bo's butthole, getting the opening nice and wet. The fucking begins with Tony sliding into Bo missionary on a big bed, thrusting with great power as Bo huffs, puffs and grunts. But that's not all, folks: Bo licks Tony's hairy ass, slides on a rubber, and fucks the Latino papi doggy for a spell. Tony gets back on top in the end, however, missionary-fucking the cum out of his muscular knight in shining sweat, then dumping his load as the screen fades to black.
DVD features: Chapters; promos (J.D. Slater's music); trailers ("HardSex," "The Red and The Black" and "Centurion Muscle"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Butch Harris