Review

An artistic, action-packed pre-condom classic in which a bunch of big dicked, smooth, college-aged, lanky boys study each other's anatomy more than textbooks. A cutesy narrator frames the vignettes, but with a soundtrack featuring the likes of Pink Floyd (unlicensed, to be sure), trippiness is more the order of the day.

In the first interlude, a towering Kyle MacLachlan-lookalike sucks and fucks his shaggy-haired buddy. He's obviously quite happy and almost fails to withdraw upon cumming. Then our young narrator introduces the hunky coach, who jerks off in front of his students - some syllabus, huh?

However, the film's most magical sequence revolves around the dim-bulb, redheaded cover model Timothy Long and a cunning, frisky buddy. While Long massages his cock and ruminates on "hot chicks," his pal thinks out loud such classic lines like "That's it - I gotta take advantage of this stupidity" and "The whole family couldn't have an IQ of more than fifteen... together!" - and finally goes for the gusto.