Review

The 22nd cock-a-thon from way-hung star/producer/director Michael Lucas is a typically lusty affair, top-loaded with big-tooled Adonises and practically oozing jetted boy cream. The surrealist dreamscapy plot hook is a bit of a yawn, but the non-stop dude-on-dude action is hot enough to allow you to just go with the pearly flow.

We open with Lucas and Andy Hunter lying together restlessly in bed. They have an argument in the bathroom: Andy, you see, has been having troublesome sexual nightmares, and he’s convinced they have something to do with Michael’s suspected infidelity. Following some unexplained dream logic, Andy’s nocturnal visions of Michael’s extracurricular fucktivities feature a varying assortment of delicious stud-fucks standing in for the big-dicked auteur.

As we fade to the first recounting of Andy’s sex dreams, we witness some oral action between Marco and Danny, entailing a round of sixty-nine slurpery, some foreskin bunching and munching, big nut sucking, tight hole licking and, just for good measure, and in preparation for some good ol’ fashioned Manhattan-style buggery, a great deal of finger probing.

Danny’s got a sexy fuzzy chest, some colorful tattoos and a way-thick down-curved tool - not to mention enough flexibility to lean over and have a tasty lick of his own pulsing manliness! Hottest image: Danny and Marco lip-locked, with Danny’s glistening cock knob sliding between their two kissing mouths. Later, limber Danny, his legs doubled back, sucks on his own meat some more while Marco eats out his undulating fur hole. Danny power-plows Marco, and fans of condomless porn will go ga-ga over the few images in which the latex ring of Danny’s condom is obscured. If you don’t think that’s steaming hot, the climactic splatter shot will surely sear your lips!

Marco reappears in the next dream, a shower suck-and-plow with scruffy-faced dark-haired dreamboat Nicholas (who earns secret points for looking startlingly like yours truly’s private real-life crush boy). Blazing boners and puckering holes get sucked hungrily, with Nicholas delivering a particularly exquisite rim job while he shoots searing gazes into the camera with his dark “fuck-me [Beef]” eyes! They both take turns eating and fucking each other, with Nicholas taking a particularly bouncy seat on Marco’s poised lap bar.

Puppy-dog-cute Nicholas returns in the next dream, a threesome co-starring Lucas and Latino suck boy Adrian. Nicholas and Adrian not only take turns plugging each other, they also both service Lucas’ long love muscle orally and rectally. Image for the archives: As Michael rigorously plows Adrian, the bed rocks and shakes so intensely I thought for a moment I was watching a scene from the forthcoming Exorcist prequel.

Soon after, Andy wanders into the dream and discovers the warm, cum-soaked bed. As Andy licks the sheets seductively, he’s suddenly joined by Mario and Carlos. Commence threesome #2, with lots of spread-hole shellacking (including a hot image of Mario and Carlos rimming Andy’s pink bung in unison), big-knob shining (did somebody say non-gag-reflex?) and deeply burrowed poke holes. Both Mario and Carlos give up their Spanish booties to the girth and plunge of Andy’s tool. Seafood alert: Mario has a hearty hankering for shrimp – not to mention a taste for the creamy goodness of his own jetted man jizz, slurped off Andy’s lighty fuzzy torso. Speaking of tasting one’s own sperm, Andy strokes out a thick arcing wad that shoots directly into his own eager mouth.

The climactic dream finds Andy and Damion locked in a deep-suck sixty-nine on a leather sofa. This provokes a sixty-nine rim chew, a bit of finger prodding, some cock-thwacking by Andy against Damion’s bare puckering hole and - voila! - an exquisite ass-slam session in which Andy gives it high and hard to Damion, who eventually gushes out a sizzling load of man lava that Andy feeds back to him, before responding with his own ample load, sprayed wildly all over Damion’s chest. (Gasp! Did you get all that?)

The Director's Cut offers a brief urinary spritz between Andy and Damion in the shower, filmed from an angle distant enough not to upset prudes averse to watersports. Conversely, it’s probably not close enough to satisfy dedicated pissers and pissees.