American City, The Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  7/5/2004

New York, one of my favorite cities, serves as the setting for the latest from twinkmeister, Kevin Clarke. But it’s not just the typical Clarke youngsters in this one. Under the auspices of the Latino Fan Club, Clarke has teamed his usual pretty boys with some more mature Latin studs. It’s a very hot mix indeed.

The first scene entitled “The Punk Rocker and The Hippie finds Johnny Biddulph, a spiky black-haired youth with a big dick and Charlie Moore, a very hirsute twink, waking up in bed. Charlie wants some breakfast so he starts with Johnny’s dick. Charlie doesn’t give the best blowjob in town, but it’s enough to get a rise out of Johnny and he proceeds to fuck the hairy youngster missionary, doggy, and sidesaddle. Both boys are just as nature made them, with hairy balls and untrimmed pubes. Johnny has to dig through a swatch of hair to finger and fuck Charlie’s asshole. Their cum shots show them to be spunky youngsters indeed.

“Marathon Men” has a light-skinned fuzzy-hared youth (Alan Jones) and a smaller dark skinned one (Mat Newmark) watching the New York Marathon. Johnny and Charlie ride by on bicycles and it seems the four of them might get it on, but the men’s room they try is locked. (Must have been during the regime of Mayor Koch.) Johnny and Charlie pedal off and we find Mat and Alan on the same bed used for scene one. (Did Johnny give them the key or is Kevin saving money on new sets?) They kiss and start into sucking but are interrupted by a sexy Latino named Scarface. They vie for sucking Scarface’s long, uncut pinga, and he fucks both boys.

In “Attraction” Caleb Andrews, a very cute blond, comes on to a dark-haired cutie (Adam Barrera) in a public toilet. After a nice tour of the city—including Grand Central Station—the boys start kissing in the subway station. They are still kissing when we find them on the bed in a snug warm apartment. Caleb removes Adam’s shirt. Adam removes Caleb’s. Adam then unbuckles Caleb’s belt, lowers the trousers, and fishes Caleb’s cock from his underwear. WOW! Caleb has a huge cock! This little adorable blond twink has a cock that just won’t quit. Adam is on it in a flash. Caleb is not averse to sucking on Adam’s nicely proportioned penis either. Adam gets a great fuck from Caleb.

“SpeakerPhone” is a solo scene with Randy Knight taking instructions from someone who is watching him on a web cam. Now, I’m not a big fan of solo scenes, but this one had me going and coming. Young Randy has a beautiful cock and no pubic hair—something that turns me on something fierce. What I wouldn’t give to go down on this kid. But the scene gets kinkier still as Randy lathers up his hairless butthole with whipped cream and inserts a vibrator. Following the directions of his off-screen director on the speaker phone, who by now is getting rather repetitious and distracting (my advice turn off the sound) Randy deposits a great quantity of spooge on the desk. (It is to be hoped that Clarke will let us see more of this delectable lad in future films. If not, he can send him to me.)

“The Dirty Boy” brings back cute Caleb Andrews who has been watching the solo of Randy and is now staring intently at the spooge on the desk and stroking his dick. Alejandro, a black Latino, and Viper, a Mephistophelean Latino, find him doing this and force him to suck their cocks. “Vanilla and chocolate,” Alejandro tells him. The happy smile on Caleb’s face shows he is not in the least upset or frightened by these intruders and opens his mouth like a hungry baby bird. The naked Caleb is then picked up and laid on the desk. Viper feeds him a long uncut cock with a bulbous head while Alejandro puts a condom on his big uncut black cock to fill Caleb from the other end. When Alejandro’s big chocolate dick entered that lily-white young ass I totally lost it. Of course Alejandro and Viper change places—or rather ends—to pummel the little slut even more.

After having considerably widened Caleb’s butt hole, the sexy duo cum on his face. Each one's sperm gathers in a pool in each of Caleb's closed eyes to make this well-fucked youth look like he’s wearing a mask.

Varying the usual formula has paid off well for director Clarke. And the shots of NYC that separate the action made me long to return to this great city. The American City just may be my favorite of the films Clarke has done so far. I like twinks; but for those who don’t, Kevin Clarke may have created a twink flick for people who don’t like twink flicks. Whatever your preference, try it. I think you’ll like it.