Review

For his debut project as the new helmsman of Colt, John Rutherford created Reload - a masterful synthesis of the best from his old Falcon home and his new Colt one: the models were rock-solid, naturally hairy musclemen who got incredibly nasty in beautiful sun-lit settings. Think Absolute - Arid on steroids.

For his second release, Rutherford goes in the opposite direction. Hog: The Leather File isn’t Colt via Falcon, it’s Colt via Fallen Angel. This is hard-core sex done dark, dirty and domineering. The models are almost all marble-chiseled titans in full leather regalia. The iconic California poolside is replaced by a dark, dangerous subterranean world. And the games these men play are fierce - with other’s asses and each other’s heads.

Andreas Stern

First, some advice:
If you want to get your rocks off right away, go directly to the second scene, a nine-man orgy. Then, after you’ve shot the first of many loads from watching Hog, lock up your remote, put on some heavy mittens, and then, only then, go back to the first scene.

It is an incredibly intense, agonizingly tantalizing, and utterly brilliant display of man-to-man seduction through submission. And like any really good seduction, it takes its time. These guys aren’t going anywhere until they get what they want. If you can somehow keep from cumming until they do, you’ll be squirming with so much lust, you’ll feel your semen in your teeth.

The top man is clean-shaven, square-jawed, cigar-smoking Colt exclusive Dave Angelo, clad in a leather police uniform, with the shirt and the top of the pants unbuttoned to reveal a herculanean torso. The bottom is the swarthy, unshaven (and strangely uncredited) Todd Maxwell, in a black tank top and army fatigues.

Hal Rodman

Angelo puts Maxwell through his paces, blowing smoke, then spit, then hands into Todd’s aching mouth. He pushes the soldier to his knees to lick the cop’s boots, and then he shoves Todd’s face hard into his crotch, ordering the soldier to “smell that” - a heavenly mix of crotch sweat, black leather and cigar smoke. You won’t find that in a “GQ” cologne strip ad.

The devilish Angelo throws Maxwell against the wall, and frisks him with his tongue like Starsky and Hutch never did, working his way down to a meaty and hairy ass. He pulls the fatigues down and spreads the cheeks wide, revealing a quivering hole that welcomes the topman’s tongue and fingers, lubed with his spit. He pushes Maxwell to the floor again, and the cop finally releases his cock from confinement, only to bury it in the GI’s mouth for a lengthy, hands-free, throat-gagging blow-job.

After tasting some man-meat for himself, he gives Maxwell the fuck we - and they - have been waiting for. After shooting his own load, the master flips the slave on his back, sits down on his face, and fingers his ass as watches Todd jerk himself off. When it’s all done, they look up and smile at the camera with total exhaustion and utter satisfaction.

The orgy that follows has a totally different feel, as the scene opens in mid-carnality and continues through non-stop, wall-to-wall sucking and fucking. Each of the nine impossibly hot leathermen freely grabs as much sex as he can get, with the leading tops being Hal Rodman, Leo Bramm, Tony Dancer, Bo Knight and cover model Andreas Stern; the voracious bottoms being Diego De La Hoya, Jake Marshall, Ross Tyler and the insatiable Derek Cameron.

Derek Cameron

Cameron is a surprise casting choice - he’s not your typical Colt man, but here he is at his most ravenous. The pretty-boy looks are replaced by something more ravaged and real, and the famously smooth skin has grown some sexy chest hair. He sets the tone by straddling a massive Harley (the inspiration for the video’s title) and taking in rapid succession the cocks of the near-perfect Rodman, seriously cute Bramm and uber-hairy Russian bear Stern.

Among the other identifiable highlights in the continuous action, Rodman pile-drives De La Hoya’s ass, and Knight tortures Marshall’s hole with his fingers and tongue, while Cameron swallows Knight and Stern face-fucks Marshall.

The ultimate moment is Cameron’s first-ever on-screen double-penetration, with Bramm on bottom and Rodman on top. This is no stunt, either - it’s a solid fuck, as Rodman’s mean-looking meat rams in again and again, displaying a near-perfect set of balls and a hole that begs to be fucked itself. It’s one of the best orgies ever, leather or otherwise.

Adam Dexter

The finale is set in a very scary mirror-lined dungeon. Trapped inside a small steel cage is Toby O’Connor, who is being tormented by the jet-black Colt exclusive Adam Dexter, claiming the best physique and the biggest cock of the video –which is saying a lot. Dexter flashes his thick dark meat in front of the young manimal’s face, keeping it first just out of and then only just barely within tongue’s reach. Only when he lets O’Connor out of his cage does he let him out of his misery, stuffing the eager boy’s throat with the mega-meal he’s been begging for.

Adam then lifts Toby onto a sling, spits in his face and shoves a painfully thick black dildo all the way in. Still, as they say, “plastic is fantastic, but dick does the trick,” and eventually the slave gets the real deal. Dexter rips the boy apart, practically reaching up to O’Connor’s heart. It’s the most prolonged fuck of the whole show and a great way to end a great video.

While Rutherford has made some first-rate leather videos in his career - the Code of Conduct films being the best example - Hog: The Leather File establishes him as a virtuoso in the leather and domination forms. One can only wonder what he has planned next for Colt and its stable of sex pigs.

If you love your men with leather and without inhibition,
Hog: The Leather File will have you happy as a pig in shit.
-Jameson Rodgers

All images © and courtesy COLT Studio.
(Used here with express permission.)
All text © TLA Entertainment Group.