Review

One of the more original porns of the latter-nineties, the "behind-the-porn-scenes" expose Johnny Hormone is actually quite funny, well done and sexy as hell. Mr. Blade looks (and fucks) awesome as always, Drew and Kurt are mega-scrumptious and Anthony and Blue add to the foreskinned fuck frolics. Raunchy, rowdy, and for the most part a lot of fun.

 -- Mr. Powerbar

Drew Andrews is a new, not-shining-so-brightly-just-yet star in the world of gay porn. As a newbie, he’s got his sights set on filming a scene with the legendary Johnny Hormone, as portrayed in a somewhat half-assed manner by Blade Thompson. In fact, most of the portrayals (the acting in general) are rather forced and half-assed. If anyone ever told you that there’s no good acting in porn, they lied. There’s plenty of great acting in porn, but it usually goes hand-in-hand with things like large budgets, good editing, and appropriate sound—all of which also seem to be missing from Johnny Hormone. Luckily, the sex ain’t so bad.

Drew kicks off the action by popping in a VHS (oh, how we miss you 90’s porn) of his hung hero, Hormone (Thompson), and the semi-geeked out looking Kurt Stefano as a way of warming himself up for the big shoot. When the times comes, Johnny is a no-show, leaving a disappointed Andrews ringside with Ryan Block (the film’s real-life Assisstant Director) watching Brent Cross and Kyle Mckenna go at it hardcore. Eager to get his feet (and his cock) wet, Andrews forgoes his scene with the legendary Hormone for the time being, and treats us to a little threeway action between himself, Hank Hightower, and Steve Pierce. We then get to see Hightower in some overly-romantic action with Cory Evans which, while hot, seems a bit out of place.

One of the film’s most impressive scenes comes courtesy of Ted Matthews and Steve Fox, who appears nothing short of a classic blond, muscle boy fantasy (and who has also gone on to become an industry poster boy for suicide awareness, as he took his own life battling mental illness). Blue Blake puts it to Anthony Gallo in another somewhat impressive scene, so long as you’re a fan for huskier guys who show a little fur. The closing scene, however, which - of course - finally gets Andrews and Hormone (Thompson) together for their much anticipated romp, can unfortunately but realistically only be described as “not bad,” especially considering the fact the director Gino Colbert decided to finish things up with a little unnecessary, uncomfortable dialogue. Seriously dude, the cumshot would’ve been the perfect place to yell “Cut!”

 -- J.D. Luvdacock