In Navy Blues, director Chip Daniels has added another winner to his growing list of super-hot films. It opens with a group of seamen heading off for shore leave. Everyone except for Brent Everett who has been caught stealing vodka from the supply room. Brent is an adorable twink with a super cock, a gap between his teeth, and bee-stung lips that are just made for sucking dick. He is brought before Brock Masterswho has an even bigger dickto receive his punishment. Brent tries to keep from being sent to the brig. Now the script co-written by Sean Storm is pretty good, but hes certainly not going to win the Pulitzer for the old clichéd exchange of dialogue that follows. Ill do ANYTHING Brent pleads Anything? Brock says with overdone suggestiveness. How often has this trite exchange been the sloppy set-up for sex? The dialogue is much better with the next line: Then get those pouty lips around my cock. Which, of course Brent does. He also takes Brocks big boner up his butt as they go though positions 1-5 of the gay Kama Sutra.