Review

Giant: Big Dick Sex Club Part One
In online chat rooms, I always encounter people who ask "Where are all the tops? Are all gay men bottoms?" Well honey, here's a solution for you. Giant: Big Dick Sex Club One showcases a substantial amount of top men, delivering the extra value sized goods and then some. We’re talking whoppers with an extra side of mayo - if you know what I mean.

You have one room, hang some red velvet curtains, a few tasteful lamps, oversized Pottery Barn type furniture and enough candles to set Chicago on fire again and a fistful of donkey sized, low hangers. Like a mosquito to its prey we zoom into the sex action where men - of all hair colors and races; smooth and even slightly hairy; and all in good shape - are getting their man wands sucked with enthusiasm. The camera work - not to mention the production values - is stellar, giving each coupling equal time, really making you feel like a horny "Peeping Tom" at a sex club.

The action is fast and furious. To keep everything straight for you, I’ve broken it down by couplings - or triplets in some cases - for easy reference:

Hairy Chad Johnson gets his dick sucked by boyish looking Owen Hawk. Trent Cougar pops up eventually for some oral pleasure and eventually Owen is plugged by the massive meats of Johnson and Cougar, separately.

Mocha choco latte Jack Simmons’ monster truck sized dick gets serviced by blondie Parker Williams. Simmons orally swings on a cock here and there but it’s his meat that wants the attention.

Mike Vista works overtime to please his mens, Chad Johnson and Matt Sizemore, before they begin the process of "pulling taffy" - stretching, licking, and flavoring bottom man Vista with their massive pipes. They stick it too him, past his tonsils and up his poop shoot. Wa-ow!

Mitch Fitz, sporting a goatee and a leather half hood, rims butt (whose, I really can't say) and eventually gets his meat chewed on by Park Wiley. Savor the flavor is what I say!

Now I could write a War and Peace missive about who fucks who in this film but we all like surprises, so here is a quick breakdown of the remaining players and their roles:

• Mark Kroner (top)
• York Powers (top)
• Jason Sizemore (top)
• Collin McRath (top - oral)
• Chad Hunt (top)
• Drew Peters (bottom)

That's 10 tops to 5 bottoms! I’ve never been much of a geometry whiz but hey, that’s a lot of guys to service. These bottoms are up to the challenge.

With assured editing, the momentum of the action builds to a sexual frenzy and after awhile, its hard to keep track of who is doing what to whom. Alizzi does a splendid job recreating the feel of being in a sex club, where one moment you are being frisky with another while someone else’s hand finds its way to the place where the sun don’t shine. Of course, I wouldn’t know this from personal experience or anything. (* wink *) Its hard to experience that sensibility in a sex club sometimes, but they manage to pull it off.

Production values are top notch and the video lives up to its title - you want giant cocks, you’ve got them. Every actor delivers the "money shot" - I mean, with the amount of cum delivered, you might as well open up a bank account.

Sweat, sex, semen, sex club! Sweat, sex, semen, sex club! I’ll break out my sweaty "poms poms" to champion this piglet fest!

 -- Cubby Britches

Blow Me: Part One
How much cock could a cocksucker suck if a cocksucker could suck cock? Well, look no further to find out. Take twenty hard and horny men, cram them into a seedy sex club, unzip their bulging flies, feed their hungry mouths and let the thick streams of semen flow.

This non-stop suck-a-thon was filmed inside West Hollywood's "The Zone" and it’s populated with amateurs and semi-pros alike. The throbbing line-up consists of a nice assortment of different "types" of guys: hairy men; clipped muscle daddies; buff smooth college jock types; scruffy guys with tattoos; a few uncut cockmasters; and even a lean, hairless twinkie boy.

All are sexy and nicely hung (some squeezing through metal or leather cock rings) and each demonstrates extreme cocksucking prowess or an extreme appreciation for the cocksucking prowess of the piggy on his knees. There’s ample ball-sucking, too, but the majority of the film is devoted to a thorough demonstration of the joys of jaw jamming and deep throating.

A Brady Bunch-style master image shows nine throat-fucking sessions onscreen simultaneously, and the guerilla camera keeps track of each sub-group, often capturing the slurping action in radioactive purple-and-red lighting. There are a few out-of-focus moments, but I suppose that's unavoidable, given the low-light conditions. Everyone eventually converges for an oral orgy that leaves several pounded faces glazed with jizz and, no doubt, a really sticky mess for the janitor.

79 minutes of mouth-to-meat hijinxs might seem a bit much, especially for you naughty piglets who might crave some rump-poking after the first few loads are launched, but this is truly a cocksucker's paradise, and you definitely get what you came for.

(Evil grin.)

There are quite a few cock-stiffening highlights worth mentioning:
One particular dude manages to cram two chokingly large shlongs in his mouth at once; we see a double glory-hole penetration, with a willing mouth for the pulsating, criss-crossed offering; there’s a luscious sixty-nine; and the thick man-cream really does come a-spurting, so to speak. Further, there are quite a few guys who get splattered in the face by thick, gushing loads, and others still who are force-fed another guy’s salty smear. I haven’t seen so many near-oral cumshots since the pre-condom era.

Suffice to say, Blow Me Part One more than lives up to its title and should appease those who enjoy non-stop cocktasting. There’s even a cliffhanger of sorts, followed by a teaser peek at the forthcoming Blow Me Part Two. There's no music and it's not particularly well made, but the guerilla-style technique of letting a camera loose in a sex club does have a thrill of spontaneity, however prefabricated it may indeed be.

Remember: this one's strictly a "no-fuck" zone, but this zone is drenched in boy cream.

 -- Beef Stroganoff