Review

Blaze is another high concept (odd plot) twinkie movies from GAI Studios (remember Switched? I was confused by that one for days) but this is not a bad thing. Rather, it’s better that certain videos make you concentrate on the fucking rather than thinking ‘that character wouldn’t fuck him, not with those traits he’s displaying’.

The cover blurb tells us this is the story of Blaze, played by Milan, who possesses “the ability to control people and make them obey him” Ok, so he’s in politics then.

We start as Milan has a good fiddle about with his uncut wiener in a room full of candles, fantasizing about Ebson and Atkins getting it on, in the same candlelit room. Maybe it’s a bunker and World War III broke out? Never mind. Atkins (on the cover looking stoned) is a great sucker and Ebson deepthroats like a pro.

We keep crosscutting back to Milan for reasons that aren’t clear yet but who cares – Atkins bottoming will soon take your mind off such nonsense. The camera doesn’t hide that he has braces. Nice touch. As the scene finishes Milan lets rip with a demonic laugh and the music flares up. God knows what it all means though.

Next up Brando arrives at a nice house. Disembodied voices (I’m assuming to be Blaze’s) give him info. Turns out they’ve bought him a car (nice to know the spirits can get credit cards) and they want him to repay, not with money but by modeling spandex pants. Turns out West is there wearing the bad knickers too, so they get naked as soon as possible and all over each other. These two twinks look identical and it’s a bugger telling them apart but Brando can’t wait to ride West’s heavy equipment.

This is a great scene but c’mon, if I arrived at a strange house and ghostly voices started asking me to try on bad underwear I’d be on the phone getting an old priest and a young priest within seconds.

We cut to a back garden complete with pool and swing. Blonde Parker, campy looking Law and tattooed muscleboy O’Hara perform a show for the unseen homeowner (I’m assuming it’s Blaze’s) by erotically eating bananas! Dissolve to a three-way where each performs show-stopping blowjobs before Parker invites O’Hara to fuck him as Law feeds him his big uncut meat. Law gets to experience O’Hara’s fuck skills too, shouting with joy as tattooed loverboy works his tight hole. The swing gets put to good use, too.

Four friends (Tarantini, Maltese, Lee and Montes) break into what they think is an empty fire station. They try on the uniforms, little knowing they are being watched by guard Sereen (who talks very funnily) who decides to give them a hose inspection.

Nice mix of cut and uncut as Sereen (that’s not a name, that’s a maltbread) helps himself to the guys in a scene so hot you’ll be glad they are standing next to a firetruck. First on the dancefloor (so to speak) is Maltese – getting his English lips around the four hot cocks. Tarantini gets two in at once before being ridden by Lee, who shoots all over his hole. Maltese satisfies himself with Sereen’s megatool, and the two look like they’d happily fuck for hours. This scene ends far too quickly; you’ll be disappointed when all five pups have shot their loads.

Next up Wayne does a dance for an unseen audience. It looks like it’s filmed in front of someone’s drapes, but I’m supposing it’s supposed to be a nightclub, because he goes backstage and finds Milan waiting for him. There’s instant attraction (and fun music) and pretty soon Milan is deepthroating Wayne to within an inch of orgasm. Wayne returns the favor and soon our foreskinned performers are on the floor fucking loudly. Both are very athletic and try loads of positions, Milan always being the active guy. Wayne (who never stops smiling) shoots over himself and soon is joined by Milan’s jism contribution.

Milan leaves the room with a demonic smile and a nice “fuck you” to the sleeping Wayne and my brain is so numb it’s dribbling out of my ears. Just as you think you’re gonna get an explanation ‘The End’ pops up. I’m stretching my 189 IQ here but I’m guessing this is a porno interpretation of Faust, Bedazzled or maybe Dante’s Inferno with Blaze as the Devil, but whatever the real story, it makes more sense than The Avengers did.

I’m gonna give this high marks because it fun, despite some sloppy camera work, weak set design and the rare bored-looking couples. The John Barry/007 inspired music is brilliant though!
-Froufrou A. Gogo