Daddies Boys Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  6/21/2008

I’m not a fan of solo videos unless they are done with some imagination. This one certainly has that. However, one would think from the title that the performers would be what are classified as twinks—and a couple of them are, but others are “boys” only if you are Methuselah or John McCain.

The first performer is Jimmy Dean. (No, not the sausage guy although this cutie has a sweet little sausage.) Jimmy is barefoot, bare-chested, and wearing a pair of shorts. He jives around in the typical prance of those strippers who display their wares in our porn palaces. Off come the shorts to reveal a stripper’s bikini. In very short order that is off too. Jimmy is quite a tasty little morsel. He doesn’t stay completely naked though. He picks up a policeman’s shirt which he puts on along with a pair of handcuffs. Jimmy puts the handcuffs around his cock, puts the chain in his mouth like a horse’s bridle and then clamps them on his wrists. He writhes around on the floor.
We cut to Jimmy sitting on a platform.
“I’ll clean your boots for you daddy,” he says as he picks up a pair of police boots and begins rubbing them over his body and around his nearly hairless cock. He makes as though to fuck himself with the toe of a boot. He continues to talk to the absent daddy begging to be fucked... The pretty puffy puckered anus looks as though he has been. There are many ecstatic moans but he doesn’t get hard.
We cut to Jimmy abound hand and foot on the platform. He writhes against his bonds.
We now cut to him in a sling. He has those stupid boots again. Finally he abandons the boots and begins to jack his cock. He cums.

Our next twink, Tavis John, is fondling his dad’s hard hat. Tavis is wearing a sleeveless t-shirt, long pants, and shoes. His bare arms are covered with tattoos. He unzips his pants and starts playing with his prick. Tattooed flames replace pubic hair. A Prince Albert piercing is in the head of his cock and numerous rings pierce his scrotum (I can at least ten heavy rings piercing his balls. Don’t ever try to board a plane with this guy.) He lifts his shirt and we see both nipples are pierced and there are more tattoos. He strokes his cock and it gets hard. He then hooks a chain to the Prince Albert in the tip of his penis. He removes it and hooks it into one of the rings piercing his scrotum.
We cut to find Tavis sitting on a board on the platform. He is wearing a slave collar. His hands are bound behind his back. A rope is stretched from his Prince Albert to the end of the board. His feet are tied to the end of the platform. He struggles feebly against his bonds.
We cut to Tavis bound n a standing position, his hands over his head. A tattoo of a death’s head graces his back.
We cut to him turned around. He is still standing with his hands above his head. The Prince Albert in his penis is attached to his nipple rings, pulling his penis upward.
We next cut to him upside down hanging from his feet. (I was right there are ten rings piercing his scrotum.)
We return to Tavis in the position where we first found him, lying on the platform, holding the hard hat and stroking his penis. He twists out the cum.

Chris Walker is no twink. Indeed he could be a daddy to Jimmy. His hair is receding, the face is a bit pockmarked, and he resembles John Malkovitch—who does have a certain sex appeal. He has boots that he spit shines. He also sucks the handle of his daddy’s whip as though it’s a cock. He takes out his cock.
Almost immediately we cut to find Chris standing on a pair of steps, bound against a chain-link fence that hangs from the ceiling. He is gagged and is wearing the boots he was shining. His cock is plump and appealing. He struggles vainly. The whip wielded by an unseen guy lashes his body. The handle of the whip caresses his body. A riding crop gently taps his tits before clothes pins are put on them. The crop lightly taps his cock and balls. His unseen daddy uses both hands to jack him. A condom is placed over his cock and a hood is placed over his head. There’s more silly pseudo torture that becomes increasingly tiresome. Finally he’s back on the platform where he can cream his load, a release both for him and the viewer.

Grant Larsen is the only one of the performers who is well known since Grant has done films for Falcon, Catalina, and Vivid. When we find this handsome stud, he is bound to a pole in a dungeon setting. Like Jimmy he gives a running commentary on his “daddy” and his fantasies of bondage.
A figure in black appears behind Grant and stokes his still-clad body. His shirt is ripped off and his nipples pinched. The shirt is put in his mouth as a gag. His ass is slapped. Finally his underwear is ripped and we see his cock. It’s semi-hard. A black leather glove slaps his belly.
We cut to Grant alone pulling his pud and sprinkling his belly with cream of his own manufacture.

Nick Manetti is the last of the performers. He too is no "boy”. Suddenly the jock he was wearing has disappeared and his hardening cock is revealed.
We cut to his in a cell where he is prodded by a stick .
Nick’s hard dick protrudes between the bars and he milks the organ. The figure in black moves behind him and takes over the milking, producing the desired result.

If you are into bondage or desire a bit of kink then the film is diverting. Taken as a whole though it becomes rather tedious. I recommend viewing it in fits and starts.