The first scene is the one that is of most interest. It features Steve Pierce and Seth Handler. Steve is pierced and Seth is a handler. In fact both of these guys are pierced. In addition to nipples both have Prince Alberts in their pricks. Steve has a simple PA; Seth has an oversized one. (When Steve sucks Seth’s dick you can hear it clink against his teeth. Seth eventually takes it out so Steve can suck with ease.) Seth also has a guiche under his balls. Neither performer is looking good. Steve has grown a mustache that makes him look like Hitler on a bad day. Seth is scruffy—a poor man’s Bruce Willis.
The cocksucking goes on for twelve minutes. It is not until then that Steve begins to show off his notable elastic anus. This is illustrated first with a large dildo that Seth lubricates with spit. Anal balls follow the dildo. Seth’s dick is next. After fucking for a while (Steve probably doesn’t even feel this) Seth inserts a dildo along with his prick. (Steve probably does feel this.) Then Seth fucks some more with just his dinky dick and our interest wanes. Interest and awe pick up when Steve sits down on a brown dildo the size of a salami to suck Seth’s dick. They cum.
The following scene consists of two uglies in the back of a van. If I were on a desert island for the rest of my life with these two, I would remain celibate.
Things get somewhat better in the third and final scene with Brad Davis and Andy Dill. Andy won’t win any beauty contests but my life on a desert island with Brad would not be masturbatory. Smooth and nicely muscled, Brad is not as hot here as in his Falcon glory days, but he’s still a fine figure of a man. I felt for him when he was attempting to eat out Andy’s ass. (If one needs to get rimmed he should mow the lawn not have his partner go though a forest with dingleberries.) “Please fuck me,” Big Brad pleads and Andy does. Andy shoots a far-flung load that creams Brad’s face. Brad cums while Andy is driving a dildo into his ass.
The most distressing thing here is the poor quality of the color, lighting, and photography along with the less than average appearance of most of the performers. Nature sometimes gives us a beautiful ugly—like Charles Bronson. But most often it’s just plain ugly. These guys are somewhere in between.
If I were you I wouldn’t bust my ass to get this one.