Review

Miss Chi Chi’s final XXX-travaganza for 2003 is a sporting-themed fiesta of beautiful jocks with sensational cocks. Be sure to keep your Powerade handy; you just might be parched from dehydration by the end of this one.

We open with a football fetishist’s delight, and from the very first moment, your mouth will water and your jock will stiffen over Gearcrew.com Exclusive Todd Winters, a sumptuous piece of jock meat with a smooth bubble booty, dark devilish good looks, plump juicy nuts and a lovely thick + veiny cock to gulp excitedly for. Which is exactly what dreamboat cutie teammate Andel does and, believe you me, they make a frisky pair.

Todd and Andel enter the locker room naked and then proceed to ritualistically (tantalizingly) get dressed, donning their macho football gear: jockstraps, pads, tights, helmets. Rarely has a scene of two gorgeously physiqued dudes getting suited up been so teasingly hot, mainly because I knew that - intermingling footage of mock football practice aside - Todd and Andel probably started tearing off each other’s gear the very instant they finished putting it on.

After their not-so-grueling practice, we watch Todd and Andel ritualistically head butt and pound each other’s shoulder pads in a mannish fashion… and then spank and grope each others’ asses, also in a mannish fashion, but with considerably more demonstrable homo-lust. They make out feverishly and bump and grind against each others’ stiffening jock bulges and then simulate doggie-style ass-fucking and obedient-bitchboy cocksucking, while still wearing their tights.

Some hole-probing with tasty fingers ensues, and both guys perform deep-gag favors on each other’s sturdy, mouth-watering meat. Todd then spins Andel around, lubes up his arse and charges in with his throbbing, latex-wrapped fuck-lance.

The remainder of this incendiary pairing has a definite “American Gladiators” feel to it, as Todd and Andel fuck with their shoulder pads still firmly strapped on! Andel probably got the camera (and maybe even the lucky cameraman) all sticky with his juicy low-angle cum gush, delivered while Todd’s thick meat is still piston fucking Andel’s squeezed-tight boy hole. Todd then gushes off a thick wad while bare-grinding Andel’s smooth ass crevasse. All in a day’s practice, I gather.

Act II concerns itself with men in tights. Wrestling tights. Frosted muscle hunk Sean West carries a mouth-cramming uncut cock, and it gets dutifully sucked by button-cute jock stud Cody Scott. They carry on with some quasi-piggish pit-licking, face sucking, lycra-grinding, anus-licking, hole-slamming Tom-foolery in the locker room. With all the ass-packing Sean lends to Cody, it’s no wonder the room is painted in the bright yellow and green shades of the Green Bay Packers. (They still wear yellow and green, right? Just checking. I am, after all, a devout cock-worshipper.)

Next is another football themed - well, soccer-themed - three-way in a frat house rec room. Ever-randy Todd Winters is back, looking even wilier in soccer gear than he did earlier in shoulder pads, though it makes one wonder if he’s confused about playing two sports with the same name. Smoldering hot Todd offers his enthusiastic blowjobbing skills to aptly cute muscle boy teammates Toby O’Connor and Justin Wells who, feigning some unexplained reluctance, take a needlessly long time to respond in the affirmative. Face it boys: when a hunk so much more unbelievably gorgeous than you are proposes any kind of sex, you accept immediately, ya with me?

Justin’s attention is devoted to the slurping and probing of Todd’s undulating pink fur hole, then Todd ass-fucks both Justin and Toby like a Fraternity Row champ. When they stroke out their creamy wads, if you’ve somehow managed to still be holding onto your wad, well, you’ve got more discipline and staying power than I do!

Now it’s time to get wet, as swimmers Jason Ridge and Eddie Stone pose for a medal ceremony, and never a more devilishly handsome pair have I ever had the sordid pleasure of juicing off to in unison. Some lascivious groping and ogling in the shower starts things off, prompting stiff cocks that get sucked to the root and puckering asses that get tongue-fucked hungrily. And pounded heartily, as both take turns piston-fucking each other’s man hole, capped off with an ooey gooey cum gush onto a pair of white Speedos.

Technical attributes are superb, with sharp editing and bright, stylish camerawork (that we can clearly see the pearly goo against the white-hot fabric of the Speedos is no small feat of lighting finesse, I assure you).

This is a typically tasty treat from LaRue, bulging with muscles and bursting with enough testosterone and spurted jism to bathe in. Gold medals for everyone!
-Beef Stroganoff