Review

When you get a triple-scoop ice-cream cone, do you lick up and down the sides so you get all the flavors at once, or do you slowly work your way down, taking each scoop one at a time with your tongue? When you go to a buffet, do you chow down on everything all together or eat your meat, potatoes, cucumber salad, and everything else one after another?

Sexpack Eight: Sky’s the Limit is for guys who like things a la carte. Each of the five segments - eight in the unedited version - has a different recipe for man-to-man sex. But be forewarned - this buffet is loaded with extra-thick beef sausage, and this ice cream parlor doesn’t serve vanilla!

We get the “special of the day” right away: Sky Donovan in “Black Sky Fantasy.” Donovan was named Zeus Boy of the Year, but only in that particular Daddy’s universe can this stud be considered a “boy.” Sure, he’s blond, clean-shaven and smooth-chested, but this ain’t no twinkie! We see him in a barn jerking off to some porn and dreaming up Robert Black (hence the title), who rims his ass. This young man has a hole that is voluptuous - big, round and thick. It’s a hole Reubens would have painted if he had done gay porn instead of straight.

In the Director's Cut version, we find out how that hole got to be so luscious, because suddenly Black’s hand finds itself firmly up Donovan’s ass. Yet this is “fisting-lite” because Black does little thrusting, instead gently easing his hand in and out. Still, it has its desired effect, as a giant vein throbs down the center of Sky’s forehead. Yum!

Scene Two, “Fucking in the Forest,” stars 2002 GayVN Performer of the Year Michael Brandon (sporting a devilish goatee) and newcomer Titus Drumm, a quintessential Raging Stallion stallion - hairy, muscled, hung and with a stubbled face and head. Brandon’s cock is one of the Seven Wonders of the Gay World, but he has found his match in Drumm, who actually deep-throats Brandon down to his pubes! Even Brandon can’t quite believe it. And Drumm’s ass is as deep as his throat, as Brandon throws him one of Raging Stallion’s most monstrous monster power fucks. Drumm does a lot of yelling, but if you were being felled by a giant redwood, you would yell too. This is one helluva debut!

In a dried-out rocky riverbed, hairy Mark Evrett jerks off in Scene Three – “Desert Dreams.” It’s nice, but still…watching Mark Evrett just masturbate is like eating sloppy joes made of t-bone steak – it’s delicious but a waste of Grade-A beef. But fear not: In the Director's Cut version Evrett eventually leaves the great outdoors for a bare brick room where he does his own inimitable brand of self-love – he fists himself! Godalmighty, it’s a sight to see. He pops his hand in and out of his ass like it was an oven mitt.

Sky comes back for “Late Afternoon on a Hilltop,” where he inflicts punishment on the butch Rik Jammer, tied to a crossbar that’s tied to a tree. Donovan gives Jammer a full-body whipping with a cat-o-nine-tails, to the stud’s obvious delight; his nipples get so hard you could use them to open bottle caps. Once Donovan lashes Jammer’s cock raw, he sucks it off to a satisfying climax.

Donovan takes the spotlight solo for another hard-core scene, “Sky at Play.” Donovan is back in the barn, and from an antique Crisco drum (nice touch) he pulls out an impressive dildo that he rides effortlessly. But that’s only the antipasto for the plastic manicotti to come – a humongous dildo the size of an arm. Forget his prostate – once inside him, that thing must have reached his larynx! Talk about a (sex) pig on a spit!

Oddly enough, the final scene is the most conventional. Sky is in the forest chopping kindling, and buddy Andy Hunter comes to give him a hand with the wood, before giving a hand with his wood. While not the thickest cock around, Hunter is still long enough to give most men pause. But not Donovan, who, after some mutual cocksucking takes it for a lengthy al fresco fuck.

So there you have it: a full-course meal of rimming, fisting (in the Director's Cut), mega-dick pounding, dick and hole self-abuse, whipping, dildos and a finale with the basics – good old sucking and fucking. No one serves up the beef like Chris Ward and J.D. Slater, but the real reason for coming back for more is Sky Donovan, who was born to do porn.