Review

You needn’t necessarily have seen Gay Weekends one through six to appreciate the politically incorrect debauchery that takes place during Gay Weekend 7, but if you’ve been tagging along on the previous six weekends, you’ll know what to expect: big, gushing uncut cocks; poked pink heinie holes; gooey, cum-glazed facials - and not a condom in sight (pointedly so, gauging by the new “no rubbers” logo stamped on the box).

No surprises here, just some new-fashioned bareback buggery and some ever-more-enthusiastic ass-slurping and dick-swallowing, most of it occurring outdoors. Yes, the cock-chugging in general has improved by leaps and bounds (and gulps and lunges) since the salad days of S.E.V.P.’s early catalogue, and the sticky facial cumshots are noticeably creamier and more abundant. Though for every jizz-loving cutie who enjoys the taste of a hot load on his lips, there’s a skittish twink who cringes with eyes clenched shut upon impact. Or, worse yet, deprives us completely of a reciprocal cumshot, as evidenced in the opening scene.

Technical aspects are good. This, combined with the well-hung hotties frolicking within, helps to compensate for the overall lack of inspiration plot-wise. No matter, devout fans of S.E.V.P.’s popular library will be duly and properly quenched.
-Beef Stroganoff