Men At Work (Tribal Pulse) Review

Tribal Pulse Productions

Starring: Chad Johnson as Bear, Cody Scott as Doc, Ryan Scott as Cabinboy, Chris Sullivan as David; and introducing Eric Johansson as Jonathan, Gus Avery as Stif Kowalski, Max English as "Hogcaller" Max, Justin Wells as Mike, and Bobby Tyler as young Doc.

Directed by Sam Dixon.

Backwoods boys have big dicks according to the videography of these MEN AT WORK. Out of the nine well-endowed models, however, only one is actually seen "working." Don't let the title fool you, though, the guys work very hard at making believable couplings, not all of which are erotically charged, or even interesting. Case in point, the first scene features prolific Chad Johnson poking nearly pre-pubescent Bobby Tyler. I've always had a hunger for Chad's magnificent uncut johnson; and, I wouldn't mind a little love on the rocks Chad-style, but his partner in this scene leaves a lot to be desired. Tyler gives some background narration about how his pappy has warned him about guys like Johnson to introduce the woodland environment. It seems that the only log in Eagle Nest Holler that interests Jonathan (Tyler) is the one between Bear's (Chad Johnson) legs. According to the narration, this is the first time that ivory skinned Tyler and brick shithouse Johnson get it on. Johnson still packs a wallop as he verbally guides the neophyte in the fine art of pleasing that sienna-toned tool. Alas, Tyler is far too pimply, sports a bad haircut, anachronistically sports a pierced ear, needs a lesson in shaving AND wears a Band-Aid above his buttocks!! Tyler spends far too little time chewing Johnson's foreskin before literally being thrown onto a handy blanket for a joy ride atop of ol' smokey. It's a fairly straight fuck in the great outdoors even once Johnson turns Tyler over for a bit of doggie-style fucking. Even regular fans of Chad Johnson are likely to be disappointed by this lackluster encounter. On the positive side, though, Johnson has remained a fine, fit, stunning example of manhood, and despite his shortcomings, Tyler readily lets each and every inch of Johnson's johnson bury itself in the tunnel of love.

The next scene livens up the interior of a motel's bedroom - it's difficult to hear the narration because of its extensive over-miking - which may or may not belong to an all growed up version of our li'l country boy. Lost in that muddy, muddled mix we learn that our boy has now become a part of the "hostpitality industry" and has become a "physical therapist:" two professions which always can be used at "a truck stop outside of Kansas City." Whoever he is, he calls himself "Cabinboy," and he has a c.b. buddy by the name of Max, who has encouraged him to take care of a friend until Max can truck on over. The friend is Mike, and after one beer is ever so briefly in the shower with Cabinboy before hitting the sack for a quick snack. Ryan Scott IS Cabinboy, with an emphasis on the BOY and hot, lithe stud-muffin Justin Wells is the insatiable Mike. Justin is hot, here's a performer I enjoyed watching. He may not have the biggest dick, and his muscles aren't over-the-top, but he's easy on the eyes, and seems to be really into pleasuring Ryan. Wells has also shaved his manhole, and a bit of his pubes (an effort to make his cock appear larger than it is?). Scott, however, has a killer cock, which fits tightly into Wells' love canal; but he's too ghostly pale and uninteresting. Just as Scott slides it in, who should arrive at the door, but the tattooed and extremely hung Max (Max English). Max strokes himself as the unlikely top/bottom pairing continues noisily on the bed, before hauling himself over for a thrill-ridden three-way. Scott chowind down on delicious Wells' meat while being cornholed by English is only one of the highlights of the scene. The variety of the models make this scene seem better than it actually is: it's not a well-directed scene at all, the camera moves and angles are all just slightly off, and Scott's "acting" skills need to be honed, but if you're a fan of three-ways, this one should turn you on: the Grand Finale did it for me.

Having earned his degree in physical therapy, Cabinboy is now known as "Doc," and he takes his patients needs very seriously. Furry Gus Avery comes in for a check-up, and sweet-faced Cody Scott is Doc. Doc advises plenty of exercise, as Avery disrobes for a better look at those back muscles. Hot, sweaty action comes from a finger exercise that Doc has developed, and Avery's ass is more than willing to take every finger that Doc has to offer. Face facts, Cody Scott is one of the hottest, most intrigueing blondes to come down the pike, and Avery is one hot daddy. Doc's ideas of exercise should appeal to even the non-fitness fans out there: where I can I get me one of those big, red exersise balls, hmm? The men take turns topping each other leading to an explosive climax.

Once again, the narrator thinks back to the holler, wondering IF anyone still uses the verdant playground the way he and Bear did all those years ago. Who would be surprised to find that, YES!, it is still used - at least by newcomers Eric Johansson and Chris Sullivan. Whoah! I thought that Chad Johnson was hung like a horse, well what these two are packing should be classified as secret weapons with the United States government! Johansson whips out a fully-uncut, mushroom-headed cock so beautiful that Sullivan just can't keep his mouth away from it. With his tufts of jet-black chest hair, and his eager eyes, Sullivan goes down on Johansson as if there were no tomorrow (maybe that mushroom head reminded him of a mushroom cloud)! Johansson's body is tight and taut, and with that sword, he could easily be a Viking God; I know a lot of guys who would get down on their knees to worship at that shrine! A flip-flopping encounter on the rocks brings the movie to a sweaty conclusion - but wait! There's that final kiss that involves just enough cum-lapping to leave one wanting more of these two guys.

Aside from the horrendously recorded narration, MEN AT WORK rates highly with its videography and pulsating techno score, which adds to the action rather than distracting. The digital clarity, while bringing out the best in the models, also makes any blemishes all the more noticeable. The bonus galleries are nicely photographed, but eight times of hearing the techno music with the "I wanna fuck your tight ass" echoing throughout can become tiresome. Each set of photos self-plays for a half a minute each. Despite the title, the guys are evenly divided between twinks and manly, manly men; proving that indeed, MEN AT WORK has something for everyone.