Damon Blows America Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  4/25/2004

Damon Dogg is a young surfboarder that likes to live dangerously. No it’s not that he rides his skateboard on the street or on rooftops—when we are introduced. Damon loves cum, and he’s made it his mission to sample the semen of studs throughout the U.S. Damon is not bad looking. In fact he’s an average, sort of charming, young guy with a passion for tattoos…and cum. He has nice lips (which go nicely with his hobby) and a thumbprint goatee. His two close buddies are Dhamiboo and Nathaniel. Dhamiboo has a goatee that resembles the one seen on photos of General Custer; he has shaved his head except for a Samurai pigtail; there is a piercing in the bridge of his nose and a ring in his septum; he has a slender very hairy body. Nathaniel has close-cropped bleached hair and is very thin. He has a nice dick.

The first three films of Damon’s blowing though towns are combined on this DVD. The towns are: Portland, San Francisco, and San Diego (Hello, Sailor!).

PORTLAND.

Before the credits roll, a scruffy—but not unattractive by any means—dude drops his load in Damon’s mouth. Damon then jacks off onto a glass-topped coffee table. His buddy Dhamiboo comes over and licks it up. He then drops his load onto the table and Damon comes over to help lick up the spending. How’s that for an opener?

When the film proper opens we see Damon skateboarding. The camera catches up with him on a rooftop and he shows us and tells us about his new tattoo. There on his abdomen is the Treasure Island logo: crossed cutlasses (dicks) and a death’s head (perhaps scarily appropriate). Damon tells us that he wanted to suck a dick while getting the tattoo and no one in San Francisco would do it for him. (This is the most unbelievable thing I’ve heard since hearing Hugh Grant actually paid for blowjob in SF.) Anyway it’s off to Portland for our three suckateers. It’s not an uneventful trip. Much of the trip is made in the nude; Damon picks up his food at a drive-in widow while playing with his dick. A road trip is fun with these guys.

Once in Portland we get our first suck session. It takes place in a sweatbox between Dhamiboo and a cutie known only as “Trade”. As stated, Trade is rather attractive. He does love tattoos. (Maybe Portland is indeed the place to go for them) Trade has tattoos everywhere. He also has piercings in both nipples and in his cock where he has an ampallang, or barbell piercing; not a Prince Albert. Dhamiboo and Trade suck one another and sixty-nine before Trade gives Dhamiboo a vigorous face-fucking as the sweat rolls off them. Each eats the others cum.

It is now Nathaniel’s turn to have a go at Levi Cruz. He’s sucking away and jacking his own hard dick when Damon gets the urge to join them. He blows them both and slurps down their cum.

It is now time for Damon’s tattoo session: The Branding of Damon. While the tattoo artist plies her trade Damon fellates Dhamiboo who in turn fellates Nathaniel. Damon swallows Dhamiboo’s goo and Nathaniel get Dhamiboo’s as Damon gets his tattoo.

An hour later, Damon is getting it on with Groove Monkey, a young premature balding guy who is quite attractive. When we first see them he is sucking Damon’s dick and doing a very good job of it. Soon they switch roles, and GM cums deep inside Damon’s mouth. Damon lets the cum in his mouth trickle out into a martini; then deposits his own load in the martini, and—you guessed it—drinks it down. He does give GM an olive and lets Dhamiboo clean out the glass, who cums while doing so.

This was the tale told by Damon on the roof in Frisco. We are now back on that roof where he jacks off onto his skateboard. A death’s head decorates the black board and the work “Death” is clearly visible—a scary reminder of the possible outcome of the unsafe sex practices we have been witnessing.

SAN FRANCISCO.

Damon is discovered sucking away on the dick of a heavily tattooed man (Jesse) with a large schlong. Once again one is awed by Damon’s expertise. When Jesse shoots a load, Damon not only sucks his cock clean, but also licks up every drop from his belly.

In a brief interlude Damon is playing with fire. Literally as well as figuratively.

Then it’s back on a dick belonging to Tom Tomorrow, a sexy dark-haired young stud that is very sexy. They kiss. Damon sits on Tom’s chest to feed him dick. With Tom’s stiff cock lying behind him, I was hoping Damon might move back and take the throbber up his ass...but this is not that type of film. (Darn!) Damon cums on Tom’s tongue. After this Tom stands on the bed to drop his load on Damon. Damon makes no effort to eat it. Strange, considering it’s his usual modus operandi.

In another interlude Damon plays the guitar and sings a song he wrote. (He should stick to cocksucking! Please!)

A close-up of a butt with a pair of hanging balls pierced by a guiche now introduces us to porn legend Chris Mckenzie, who is sucking Damon’s dick and rimming him. Damon devours Chris’s cock as well before Chris goes back to giving Damon’s dick a workout, not stopping until Damon unloads some creamy jizz in his mouth. Chris swallows it down and then licks up every errant drop from Damon’s balls. Damon then gets his chance to drain Chris.

In our next interlude we find Damon and cute Joey Bates in a boat fishing. They land a rockfish and a flounder. We cut to them on the beach floundering on the rocks. Both suck dick and each cums in the other’s mouth. The catch of the day.

A photographic tour of San Francisco gives all a break before we return to Damon with yet another dick in his mouth. It’s a nice dick indeed, and it’s attached to a young blond (Kurt). He also gives head to Damon before they segue into a nice sixty-nine. Kurt immediately shoots his load—ah, the impetuousness of youth! Damon does the usual clean up. Straddling Kurt’s head so the kid can lick his balls with a pieced tongue, Damon cums—jacking off into the kid’s mouth.

In another brief interlude we watch Damon on his back with his legs in the air dropping a load in his mouth.

A threesome makes up the finale. Damon is choking down a couple of flesh steaks belonging to Rich and Kyle. One of these dudes has a shaved head and thin hairy torso; the other looks a bit like Clare’s screwed up boyfriend in Six Feet Under. He has “FAG” tattooed on his shoulders. (Isn’t that Brit slang for “cigarette”?) Everyone sucks cock and there’s plenty of natural protein consumed. And, as the cocks, fall slowly to their rest, it’s goodbye to San Francisco and on to…..

SAN DIEGO.

This film opens with a businessman in coat and tie, who resembles the character of Ted in Queer as Folk, sucking Damon’s dick. Damon shoots his load straight down the mature guy’s gullet.

Now at San Diego it’s Damon and Chad. Chad is a hunky blond. He’s probably ex-military. He appears to be talking to Paul Morris (Treasure Island’s founder and producer) asking if he can make noise while getting blown. He strips off his shirt to reveal a smooth muscular chest and lowers his pants to reveal an already stiff dick. Damon wastes no time in swallowing it down. Chad is one great looking stud and for the first time I am envying Damon and not the guy who’s getting blown. Damon gives him a great rimming, shoving his tongue right into the hole. After this he really goes to work on Chad’s cock. When Chad cums, his load arcs up about two feet in the air. We see it in slow-mo and then in actual time. There’s nothing left for Damon to do except to lick up the massive load.

Checking out some surfers, Damon makes his choice. (There’s a longhaired blond that would have been mine.) Chad’s choice is Cody. Cody who leaves his cap on the entire time tells us about his cool bi-sexual Mom as he guzzles beer and smokes a cigarette (i.e. fag) He’s a “cool dood”. A nice shark tattoo is above his right pec, he’s wearing an earring and has a pierced navel. A pencil-thin beard outlines his jaw and chin. “Mind if I start blowing you while you’re smoking and drinking?” an impatient Damon asks.. Cody has no objection. The dick is limp when Damon begins but he soon has it a full mast. Damon reveals another of his super talents by giving Cody a terrific rim job. Back on the cock Damon really goes to town. Cody beats off with Damon’s finger up his butt. It’s a very tiny load that Damon laps up. All that work and no pay.

At a bathhouse Damon Dogg and Chris are joined in progress. Chris is a scruffy, nice looking, young guy with unruly dark hair. Sexy, sexy. He and Damon sixty-nine. And let me tell you, Chris knows how to suck cock, too. Damon is so moved, he breaks off sucking so he can just concentrate on feeding Chris cock. With Damon’s dick in his mouth, Chris shoots a load that Damon immediately gobbles up before shooting his own load in Chris’ open lips.

A brief interlude at the famous San Diego Zoo gives us a breather before we are back on the beach. This time with Rich, a hunky hairy blond, who is sucking Damon’s dick. When he stands up for Damon to blow him, Rich’s dick is up and rearing to go. It doesn’t take him long to shoot his load on Damon’s outstretched tongue. He waits patiently with open mouth for Damon’s riposte, and gets it.

It’s Bye-Bye to San Diego and a stop-off in L. A. for a late night “snack” with a supposed straight guy, Brandon, whom we are told likes to have his “bone bitten…hard”. Brandon has used clippers on his pubic hair. He has tattoos and a pierced ear. He wears a bandana. He has a mustache and goatee. In short, he looks about as “straight” as the Yellow Brick Road. Damon bites his cock as requested, then drops his head over the side of the bed for Brandon to stand on the floor and fuck his throat.
“Did you cum?” Paul Morris asks?”
Brandon grins, “Yeah.”
“Did you shoot it down his throat?”
A bigger grin. “Yeah.”
And so we missed that one. Darn! Oh well, we sure had plenty others.
As the film ends Damon is down at the harbor where there are replicas of old sailing ships. On the pirate vessel a group are singing a sea shanty that well might be Damon’s theme song: “Blow the Man Down”

I assumed that watching three hours of nothing but oral sex, performed mainly by the same performer, would get tedious and eventually boring. But it did not! Oh, boy, did it not! I was engrossed the entire time and found this quite an uplifting experience. I recommend this one!