Review

In the fifth installment of All Worlds ambitious Seven Deadly Sins series, a beefy, approaching-middle-aged hunk (Paul Carrigan) works through his “envy” for the younger, buffer crowd. Director Cross delivers a simply shot tour of sinfully fiery pleasures, populated by a mouth-watering, crotch-stiffening stable of young, hung and full-of-cum hotties.

The entire production is shot with high key lighting against a plain black curtain background, with props, music and ambient sound effects providing an atmospheric and aural boost to scenes that take place in a sauna, in a theater and on a beach. This approach is definitely bargain-basement, but the guys are so tantalizingly delicious with boners so plump and throbbing you won’t mind the minimalist scenery.

We begin with a sweaty jerk-off session at the Klub Baths sauna, where a gaggle of wankers is gawking at some serious man-to-man action on the video monitor. All eyes are also on tall and lean Lewis Long, pierced with a labret and brandishing a meaty dong. He shoots a memorably juicy spurt of semen clear across the sauna.

We then follow Paul as he strolls through the Baths. He spies some sling fingering and some doggie style humping before engaging in a round of slurpy cock-gobbling with a tasty young jock, sixty-nine style. After fucking the boy and dousing him with his salty man cream, he’s rewarded with a devastating reality check as the boy scoffs, “You’re 40? I didn’t realize you were so old!”

Shell-shocked from having been clocked so viciously, Paul stumbles over to the Klub porno theater, where he watches two smooth, chiseled and tattooed gym boys suck and fuck in front of the movie screen and, eventually, down on the theater floor. I don’t even want to think about all those puddles of other men’s goo the boys are probably sloshing around in.

Next we see Paul addressing himself in a mirror: “If only you were young again…”

We then cut to a beach scene (complete with canned surf and seagull noises!) where blonde cutie Jeremy Jordan, looking as adorably scrumptious as ever, and hot dark-haired twink Ty Parks share sexy Tony Ryan’s rigid ween.

Just a few yards away, a frat jock hunk (Jack Ryan) shyly approaches the lifeguard stand. Fratboy then engages in one of gaydom’s most popular forbidden fantasies: he gropes the ample bulge in lifeguard Brett Wilde’s tight blue Speedos and puts his lips around it. Lifeguard Brett peels off his skivvies to reveal a thick, long sausage and a nice set of plump hairy ‘nads for fratboy Jack to proficiently tongue and suckle on. Meanwhile, Jeremy and Ty continue to suck off Tony, both of them grinning so flirtatiously at the camera you’ll swear they’re winking directly at you.

Once fully naked, Brett and Jack grind their hardened, curved bones against each other. By this time, Jeremy and Ty are on all fours, backs arched and baby-smooth asses perched high in the air. As Tony takes turns plowing both boys, lifeguard Brett and fratboy Jack commence with some sixty-nining. It’s rather hot, despite Brett’s apparent lack of cocksucking finesse (he can’t seem to wedge more than just the tip of Jack’s cock into his mouth, although Jack does attempt to facilitate penetration by pushing down on Brett’s noggin).

Mercifully, Brett is a much more exquisite fucker than he is a cocksucker, as he smoothly slides his throbbing tool all the way up inside Jack’s tight toolbox while he’s propped up against the lifeguard stand. Brett eventually spews a thick wad of guy cream all over Jack’s smooth, round bum.

Back at the mirror, Paul makes a Faustian bargain to be young again and - poof! - he’s suddenly a muscular stud fuck (in the body of Jason Hawke). We then watch as the newly youthful Jason gets it on with a devilishly cute firebox (Ryan Scott). They suck each other’s stiff swords, and as Jason slides his tongue between Ryan’s spread cheeks, we hear Paul’s voice: “I think he could be the one…my body’s trying to tell me something…”

The film ends on this cliffhanger, with the promise of a combustible finale in the All Worlds “tie-them-all-together” sequel Redemption.

Fans of the Seven Deadly Sins series will be firmly satisfied that Envy is every bit as sinfully steamy as its predecessors. Those who have yet to experience the other installments in All Worlds’ epic porn series will nevertheless be captivated by all the sweaty, chiseled flesh, and by the thick rivers of boy cream that flow like white lava from Mount Vesuvius.

If this is sin, I’ll see you all in Hell... with a huge hard-on!
-Beef Stroganoff