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Fever (Falcon) Review

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Studio: Falcon Studios

Category:  Gay

Starring: Derek, Kristian Brooks, Thom Barron, Cameron, Tristan Paris, Tom Chase, Drew Damon, Jeff Palmer

Released on: 2/1/2002

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Reviewed by folkyboy  on  1/25/2003

The Credits

  • Title: Fever (Director’s Cut)
  • Studio: Falcon
  • Director(s): John Rutherford and Jeff Russell
  • Videographer: Todd Montgomery
  • Editor(s): Delta Productions
  • Music: E.M. Diaz
  • Original Story: Jeff Palmer
  • Cast: Jeff Palmer, Tom Chase, Thom Barron, Tristan Paris, Derek Cameron, Drew Damon, Kristian Brooks
  • Date of Production: February 21, 1999
  • Running Time: 81 minutes
  • Menus & Chapters: 4 chapters, only placed around the sex, which is totally annoying if you want to get to a certain segment: including the length of the 2nd scene….
  • Extras: Nill. Falcon really is basically being thrusted into the DVD super age and can’t find it in their “busy” photo editing/money making time, to give us some decent extras…OR ANY extras for that matter
    • The Review

      So I got Fever….

      I initially got this only because my porn aficionado recommended it to me. Then, upon receiving it, I realized it had like, all my favorite stars in it! Jeff Palmer graces the box cover in Falcon’s standard tighty whities. Here, he looks a lot younger, but then, this film was made in 1999. The back of the case has promo pics of each of the casts delectable stars. I wasn’t exactly sure how this all was going to tie in together, but the results had to be amazing. You can’t pair Tristan Paris, Tom Chase, Derek Cameron, Drew Damon or Jeff Palmer with anyone and go wrong! So….

      We start with the storyline of Jeff Palmer just getting off of a plane (I didn’t recognize the airport but it looked similar to Logan International only it wasn’t) and coming home to surprise his boyfriend Tristan Paris. Rutherford used some really good layouts with the script here because you do get the feel that they’ve been together for quite some time. The whole language barrier on Jeff’s part was weird because many times I could barely understand his responses to Tristan’s questions. It didn’t bother me from admiring a brief shower encounter with them, though. This should have been elaborated as like, an extra for the DVD or something because it had the potential to be a really good scene. It just ended so abruptly…. The two make a stunning duo.

      Scene One actually doesn’t get underway until about 10 minutes into the film. Rutherford is the master of plot and allows us just enough time to get a feel of what all is happening to the characters around us. Here, he does something I really like, by foreshadowing the future scenes and making you wonder what is about to come up also. Basically, Thom Barron sees Tristan Paris and Jeff Palmer in a bar and slips them a ruffie in their drink. The whole entire film becomes a strange web surrounded by this fact. It effects the existence of Tristan and Jeff’s relationship and strains their trust for one another. Basically, you know….[lots of fucking]!

      Scene One finds us with humpy Derek Cameron sucking master top Drew Damon in the bathroom of a gay bar. He slides his cocksucker lips up and down on his pole, giving it the workout it so desperately needs. Drew is good with the potty mouth as well, so we’re treated to a duet of delight. When he finally gets the chance to bend Derek Cameron over on the sink counter, he shows no mercy! Derek calls out for more, more, more and the power exchange between them is covetable! No one takes cock like Derek Cameron! This golden boy pleases us yet again, when he offers up a creamy delight (hands free), whilst Drew is fucking him!

      Note: Scene Two has some hardcore material that may not be on all versions of the film. This happened to be the Director’s Cut found only through Falcon, so it did have some stuff that would be cut out for mass distribution (mainly fisting).

      We are taken down into a dungeon in the bottom of the same gay bar Derek Cameron & Drew Damon were in for Scene Two. Jeff Palmer has kissed his way down there with Kristian Brooks at his arm. He’s discovered some unpleasant news he thinks he’s seen (I won’t say what, so as not to spoil the whole film), and basically is doing a revenge fuck. Once they reach the basement, Tom Chase is waiting with his powertool in his hand next to a leather sling that’s been set up (oh how convenient)! The two topboys coerce Kristian into his position and basically tear off his jeans and have his way with him. I have no idea what it is about Argentinean men, but their cocks are so fucking HARD. At points, Jeff’s dick was too hard to slide into Kristian’s mouth properly. And the moans Kristian delivered once Tom Chase has his whole hand in his butt were AMAZING! It was this high pitched bellow of pain and pleasure mixed with fear! I have no idea if he’d ever done anything like that before, but I’m gathering not. His ass not only looked tight, but he just seemed a bit more scared than some of the others I’ve seen. (Maybe he was getting a psychic vision about Palmer’s future HIV status!) Very hot scene! It could have been a bit more played out vocally (Tom Chase was the only one carrying the top side of things), but Jeff’s language barrier might have been the problem with this. The cum shots kind of disappointed me, for all the effort that was done, but still a very hot scene!

      Scene Three has Tristan Paris being flung onto Thom Barron’s couch in a heat of sex starvation! Tristan really is so talented, and it’s not hard to see why Thom Barron wants it! I was a bit surprised when Thom turned his ass up for Tristan’s dick, but was glad to see that Tristan can pull off being a top! The buttplug he left in his ass during penetration proved to be quite the delight to watch! This scene did have a bit too much “director watch” in it, but the actors seemed to be able to be all there when the final product came to view. (I just hate those “look aways” and tend to bitch every time I see them.) I can never get tired of the beauty that is Tristan Paris’s hole (he eventually gets back on bottom in the end, so don’t worry), so any scene with him will always rank big in my book.

      Scene Four starts off with more of Jeff Palmer’s cheesy acting and let’s me realize that I shouldn’t expect these performers to do something they aren’t there to do. Tristan Paris’s crying sequence was so lame, I wanted to barf. Thank god, they got to the fucking quickly. The lines they chose were perfect and really let off an air of tenderness. I liked how it went really slowly and sweet before it got pounding and hard. And Tristan doing the splits down on Jeff Palmer’s prick should have been a new event in the Gay Olympics! God is that boy insatiable or what?! Jeff’s cum shot here is one of the best! The second he rips off the condom, a long waterfall comes raining down on pretty boy Tristan. It ends a bit abruptly after both cum, but not so much that I didn’t want to rewind and watch again!

      All in all… Fever is a treat worth many a viewing. The plot line was very unique and Rutherford did a wonderful job (as always) with the layout. There isn’t really any star that didn’t serve a purpose and we see the fabulous sets they are asked to twist and pump into. Not one of the best porns I have ever seen but it’s very much top-of-the-line! Jeff Palmer seems a bit hairier in this film as well, which kind of turns me on more! The accents [Jeff Palmer’s & Thom Barron’s] don’t really do it for me, but thank god the fucking does! (Nothing left me ill!) Check it out!

      ~ folkyboy – 1/25/03
      folkyboy@earthlink.net



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