Hard As Rock (Big Blue Productions) Review

Reviewed by TouchDown Tony  on  9/20/2002

Starring Brad Rock, Jason Hawke, Sean Storm, Jeremy Jordan, Xavier, Rhett O’Hara and introducing Scott Gunz.

Written and Directed by Blue Blake.

Blue Blake drops another winner into our laps with HARD AS ROCK. Of the many, many “voyage of discovery” flicks out there, this one pretty much tops the list as far as plot, acting and sexual activity goes. Not only has Blake created a very realistic little flick, he has cast it with some of the most incredibly great looking guys having awesome sexual encounters. As a director, Blake has come quite a long way as well, all in a very short time.

HARD AS ROCK centers its sexual scenes around the inner-conflicted Brad Rock, a stunning, towering hunk of man whether clothed or not - lounging by a pool, flipping through a XXX Showcase magazine (which coincidentally, features Blue Blake’s MARRIED COPS DO as its cover feature) Rock catches one’s eye, and maintains focus throughout. Bathed in sunlight, Rock tries to figure out for himself, just why he is gay. His deep thoughts give way to deep penetrating scenes which flesh out his memorable man-to-man conquests.

Ironically, the first scene doesn’t feature Rock, but, still, it is a very hot scene. The scene features the tawny skinned, Latino-ish Xavier getting it on in a bedroom with the almost twinkish Rhett O’Hara. Blake’s camera work on this scene is astonishingly good, with imaginative camera angles; a highly original take on a simple one-on-one action scene. The camera captures those incredible tighty-whities clinging closely to ample packages before our boyz strip down for some deep, and I mean deep tongue to manhole action. Xavier has a nice, dappled, Appaloosa-spotted hole just ready for tasting as well as riding; and Hawke takes that pony ride, talking dirty all the while. Fortunately, the bed has a nice wrought-iron headboard, which comes in handy for the fucking against the bedpost with Xavier’s toes locked onto the wiring for support. After a couple of loads are shot, Xavier greedily laps those luscious loads right up.

We get to the next scene after Rock strips down poolside, revealing a beefy body, all alabaster-toned, with a dick dangling nearly knee-deep. Needless to say, my heart stood still, while something else stood at attention. Rock takes a skinny-dip, and while floating thinks back to his days as a prison guard. Sporting a jarhead marine-styled haircut, Rock plays with the punching bag, while being watched by the lean and tender Jason Hawke. The scene held my interest with humorous dialogue as Hawke dries Rock off with a towel. Rock proclaims, “You’re not a fag, are you?” (A line that under normal circumstances, I would find politically incorrect, and possibly incendiary; but since Blake is exploring Rock’s sexual identity, is highly appropriate). When certain that the studly Hawke is not a fag, Rock imploring states, “Well, since you’re not a fag, why don’t you suck my dick?” Honey, I would be on my knees so damned fast should Rock have said that to me! Especially with that honey-toned, FM-radio voice of his! Our pierced-tongue, uncut, Mr. Hawke makes the most of the moment, sucking dick, eating ass and getting a major piece of meat plunged into his ass. This is real ball-slapping action, pounding to the accompaniment of the bedsprings squeaking in rhythm. A touch of bondage action keeps the scene building to its cum-soaked tummy finale. A great scene.

Scene Three answers Rock’s sexual question, “How about that gym guy that used to come over?” Well, that gym guy turns out to be cover boy, er, let me restate that: cover MAN, Scott Gunz. Talk about your Incredible Hulks, Gunz needs no computer-generated imagery; he’s the real thing. Taking into consideration my aversion to solo scenes, this newcomer changed my mind quite quickly. In all honesty, this is by far, the most exciting, most heated and most magnificent solo scene I have yet to see. I don’t know if Gunz was working with a script for those lines, but his sexual come-on monologue is definitely award-worthy as is Gunz’ acting. As long as he’s got the beef, he’s got my undivided attention. Growling and purring his way through a series of flexes, poses and fondling, Gunz encourages arousal. He nearly dares you NOT to be excited about his hot bod. When he compares his asshole to “Star Trek,” describing his manhole as the territory where “no man has gone before,” you know you’re listening to above average writing. Director Blake gets a great performance out of Gunz, who has a natural rapport with the camera creating a solo scene that is not easily forgotten; ending with a coup de cinema as the camera moves closer and closer to Gunz’ face, until the screen is dominated by Gunz’ gorgeous eyes holding the promise of “I’ll be seeing you real soon.” (Real soon, right! More like the time it takes to hit the Chapter Back button on my remote!) Bulging biceps, bubbling buttocks, that velvety voice and that chiseled face - not to mention that hot cock - will keep me returning to this solo effort often.

Scene Four flashes back to a barracks at wartime. Jeremy Jordan arrives to spit-shine Rock’s boots, but Brad has other things on his mind, not to mention in his hands. Brad is jacking off while thinking about his wife back home. Private Jordan’s duties include spit polishing Rock’s nimble rod, and taking a turn at nibbling at Rock’s salmon-colored asshole. Rock demands respect, forcing Private Jordan to respond military-style to each sexual laced question with a very affirmative, “Sir, yessir!” All I can say is that Rock’s character must have had a verrrryyy interrressstttiiiing marriage - he offers to fuck Private Jordan the way he fucks his wife, then whips out a giant black dildo! Some rugged riding occurs complete with humorous asides (“You only need a cowboy hat”) as Rock plunges deeply into Private Jordan’s eager ass. Very vivid cum shots put the final punctuation mark on this hot scene.

And just when you think it can’t get any hotter, Blue Blake himself shows up. Not in a sexual scene (shucks!), but in the lead-in to the final scene as a wrestling coach. This of course is a flashback to Rock’s high school days - hmm, college maybe, but HIGH SCHOOL? That requires a ton of suspension of disbelief. Blake dispenses some good advice to Rock: stop thinking about the cheerleaders, especially that Sherry O’Toole, and head to the showers. Seems that coach has a nifty form of physical therapy lined up for our Rock - he sends the delectable Sean Storm into the showers to take care of all of Rock’s needs. Rock is more than up to the challenge, stating that Sherry O’Toole doesn’t even give head! Another fine frenzied fuck and suck session follows, complete with Sean dipping his tongue into Rock’s tasty asshole, before getting a heavy-duty fuck. Rock shoots a momentous load over Sean’s waiting face, allowing for a swallow or two, before Sean licks Rock’s dick dry. Sean then jacks off his mega-mushroom headed dick to complete the scene. Well, with a vivid memory such as that, it’s only right that Rock decides to switch to the all-guy team.

Another fine product from Blue Blake, HARD AS ROCK also features a stunning self-playing gallery of hard-core action shots, some funny behind the scenes bloopers and outtakes, some preview screens with either trailers or text pages describing other impressive Blue Blake productions. With its very nice photography, interesting use of music and the innovative direction and writing from Blake, HARD AS ROCK cannot come more highly recommended.