Review

All the elements are here in Heatwave to make up a fine summer slumber party - heavily-hung hotties, slap-happy humping, underwater cumshots, (and in the Director's Cut) fisting and enema squirting. Keep plenty of ice water nearby!

Cover model Jeff Palmer was one of the hottest, most intensely scrumptious guys seen in a long time: killer abs, smoldering bedroom eyes, that accent of the gods, and the most delicious looking uncut piece. Couple that with Tom Chase's gag-inducer, Logan Reed's pecs, and Derek Cameron's rock-hard ass, and any viewer's temperature and crotch-bulge will quickly rise.

There's not really much of a plot to speak of (O'Donnell wants to fuck Reed; who doesn't?) but the sex is all that matters anyway, and the sex in Heatwave kicks ass - literally. In addition to the orgy and threesomes, we're treated to a lovely double-penetration and (in the Director's Cut) a gut-busting fisting.

Director John Rutherford was really hitting his stride when he made this, and it's still one of his Falcon-era best. Featuring one of the studio's best cast lineups in some time, this was the film in which Jeff proved himself to be a surefire superstar.

 -- Keeneye Reeves