Review

Bel Ami has always managed to collect and offer up plenty of barely legal eye candy over the last decade or so, but even by Bel Ami’s standards of "pile it on" boysex, Flings 2 is a bit much. That’s not necessarily a bad thing in terms of sex, but clocking in at two hours and twenty three minutes, Flings 2 - a still extremely watchable film - could have been better had it been trimmed down a bit.

After hitting the play icon on the colorfully fruit-enhanced menu, Flings 2 opens with a segment titled "Twin Fling," in which pretty boys Tommy Hansen and Brandon Manilow, dressed in slightly ridiculous summer clothes, shop around a North African bazaar. The two guys bump into twins Jean and Daniel Lautrec, and the gang head to a hotel for some slow-mo frolicking in the pool. Serious health violations are crossed when the boys decide their birthday suits are appropriate swim material. The foursome are just warming up for the indoor games that begin shortly thereafter, which transacts in usual Bel Ami form: plenty of kissing, groping, smoothly-stroked ass-fucking and glorious multiple cum shots.

"Triple Fling" is an alluring scene that begins on the beach with Marc Vidal and Giorgio Carrera toasting their already-brown skin and ends back at a hotel room with the two boys and a third party, Andre Pagnol. Sports a pair of jeans with the words "suck me" scribbled on the front and "fuck me" on the back, Pagnol’s wishes are granted as Carrera and Vidal take turns sucking and fucking him. It’s always important to share. Scene is capped with massive loads, including Pagnol taking some on the face and in his mouth.

There are four other sequences as well, all handsomely directed by George Duroy, all starring boys with sculpted faces and bee-stung lips, and all pretty much the same as far as set up and execution. While the amount of content is great, the running time is a bit too long; it could have used some slight trimming here and there.

 -- Jack Rabbit