Review

Six leather-clad chocolate muscle-gods (including the unstoppable Bam) prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that "size does matter" in this codpiece-ripping sextravaganza. There's practically no set up required (or, to tell the truth, even offered), as it's pretty much a typical by-the-numbers piece from director Edward James. The difference this time is that not only is the entire cast good looking (or just hung like a fucking horse), they all really get into the sex, too. Sure Kevin has the occasional "it's too big, where do I stick it in?" look on his face, and Flex, as chiseled and as hot as he is, still suffers from the occasional "soggy stick" malady. No worries though - the sex is good, even really good, at times, and as I said, everyone here seems into it for a change - not just lookin' like they want their paychecks. Black Warriors is a decent entry with some decent spunk dumped at flick's end. And Bobby B. and Flex always look good in a leather harness.

 -- Rick W. Ski