Hotel Cazzo Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  8/20/2003

Kristen Bjorn and his Sarava Productions are branching out a bit with this film from the European studio, Cazzo. Bjorn and Sarava traditionally present godlike men in imaginative sexual encounters with numerous cum shots. Cazzo men are rough, masculine, and just suck ‘n fuck. They are more like the performers we find in Renegade than any other American studio, and not at all what one finds in Bjorn, Borbely, Kazan, Higgins, or Handsome.

The film opens with a group of tourists arriving at an Italian airport where they are met by Christophe Blanc holding up a sign for Hotel Davide. Our gang piles into a minibus and as they drive to the hotel we get glimpses of Florence, the Duomo, the butt of the outdoor copy of Michelangelo’s David, etc. Arriving at the hotel some of the guests nap, others shower, Blanc sits on a sofa and masturbates. A cute young servant brings towels to a bathroom where a black man and his lover have been showering, and seeing the naked bodies beats a shy retreat. (He will become much bolder later on. Much, much bolder!)

The first sex scene occurs with a surly guest seated at an outdoor table to whom Blanc brings a drink. I find this guest to be the most unattractive person in the video. Primarily because he reminds me too much of that aging and ubiquitous actor whose appearance in Robert Prion's videos was de rigueur. This performer has less personality—if that’s possible—which resembles that of a snapping turtle so I shall call him turtle throughout. (None of the cast is identified. I only know Blanc from his appearance in Michael Lucas’ films.) Turtle plops down 1000,000 lire and Blanc removes his shirt. Another 1000,000 on the table and Blanc drops his trousers. Yet another 1000,000 and he drops his underwear and releases his stiffening dick. Turtle leans over to suck it. (This works out to $172 U.S. for the strip. Apparently the sex is free.) LeBlanc shoots another large load. Turtle gets the fucking he deserves.

Next two brown-skinned guys go from a waltz to the oldest dance. Both are well endowed, but the one with bleached hair has a monstrous black cock. It must win prizes at county fairs. He is able to engulf his Italian buddy’s dick, but there’s no way the Italian can deep-throat his. (Where is Matt Summers when you need him?) Both shoot plentiful loads of whipped spooge before the black bends over to get fucked. My desire to see the Italian impaled on the black behemoth was not fulfilled.

A sexy skinhead floating on a raft in the pool is ogled by a bearded guest. When the guest hauls out his stiff dick, the skinhead swims over and takes the bait. After at time they move over to a chaise longue where the skinhead (who incidentally is covered with some great tattooing) continues to swallow the big worm. Turnabout is only fair play before both wank off. We cut to a good-looking muscle stud who strips down and jumps into the pool. We then rejoin skinhead and his friend indoors where the skinhead is skewered on his new friend’s prick. Once again the guy with the biggest cock is not the fucker. But my real question is: why did a guy who just came from the pool put on his shoes and socks to get fucked?

Another bearded guy—this one having a nice hairy body as well—is seated on a bench with a mustachioed blond. As the blond is getting his dick sucked, a scruffy gardener who looks something like Jens Hammer brings his cock over for the blond to suck. (I know he’s not Jens because Jens has a hairy chest and is uncut. If this is indeed Jens then he has shaved his chest and changed his religion.) After some have cum, the gardener screws the hirsute man, who continues his oral play on the blond’s organ. The gardener and the blond switch holes.

A black stud that we saw earlier in the shower is napping when the young shy boy who delivered the towels and fled comes into his room to mop the floor. (He is the cute guy on the DVD’s cover.) As the boy begins his chore, the black stud becomes aware of him, removes a nine-inch dick from his underwear, and strokes it to erection. The boy is drawn to this magnificent monument and actually deep-throats it again and again. This kid’s got talent! The young man is stripped and he and the black stud engage in a fabulous sixty-nine before the lad is fucked in three positions. Praise be to chapter entry points because you will want to watch this scene again and again. As they lie there lathered in their spunk, the black stud’s lover appears and creates a ruckus. The lad grabs up his clothes and attempts to flee but is caught in the hall by LeBlanc who hauls him outside and forces the boy to suck his cock. The muscular guy we had seen strip and jump into the pool is passing by in his briefs and seeing what is going on, walks over and drops said briefs so the lad can suck his dick. The snapping turtle—oh, me—also joins in, and the boy must divide his attention among three cocks. It is not long before he is laid back on a table to give them access to his ass. As one fucks him, he gives oral stimulation to the other two. All take a turn at his ass. With our cute coverboy covered in cum, the film ends.

Cazzo films seem to be getting a wider exposure in the States. All World’s has distributed many of them, now Bjorn is giving them his blessing. If you are tired of pretty twinks and want a change from godlike Euro studs that look like Greek sculptures, then you just might want to pay a visit to HOTEL CAZZO with its rugged group of masculine men. These are guys who just want to have sex.

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