Review

Blake Carnage is a load-lover. Not only is it written across his pretty little face, but it continues to be written, time and time again, across his face, by a multitude of different men, throughout the entirety to Made to Swallow. There isn’t much muscle to behold and some of the guys even err on the side of scrawny, but if a mouth and/or face full of warm cum is your thing, you definitely get spunk served on a platter from start to finish.

I can’t help but mention a bit of irony in the opening scene: our star, Blake, takes on two dicks, one belonging to the skinny and white Black Savage, the other to the beefy and black Jonny Rock. Personally unfamiliar with the cast (and at the risk of sounding like some sort of racial profiler) I thought the credits were screwed. Turns out I was wrong, and either way it doesn’t matter: Jonny’s meat is massive, and while Black Savage has a hard time living up to the stereotypes that some might associate with his name, he’s cute nonetheless and serves a large, sticky load.

Like many all-oral films, things can get a bit repetitive here, especially when a good portion of the cast looks similar in stature as well as penile appearance (not to mention the hideous striped towels that seem to adorn every waist). I will call-out to the outdoor gloryhole scene where both Private Pecker and Sgt. Sausage offer their particularly enticing cocks through holes in untreated lumber. Blake seems to enjoy their loads most of all, and I can’t say I blame him. If I were going to suck this many dicks and swallow this many loads (nearly a dozen) in day’s time, I’d prefer they be anonymous too.

 -- J.D. Luvdacock