Collision Course: The Big Blow

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In-House Review - Dec 30 2004

Sporty Euro studs in boxing gear are the jocks of the hour in this stud-hump flick from director Borbely and Pacific Sun Entertainment. A luscious combination of smooth gym hunks and fuzzy boxing punks go about their sparring sessions and punching bag workouts with a competitive edge, but they're soon turning up the heat and invading each others' gym trunks for some rowdy throat fucking and ass buggery. Whether deep in the locker room, out on the stair case, in the middle of the gymnasium, on the ropes or under the showers, these frisky athletes truly know how to work up a manly sweat. Alas, not all of 'em feel comfortable chugging cock, as demonstrated by some of the shallow, tentative gulping attempts herein. Of especially yummy note are wavy-lock'd jaw-dropper Lucio Maverick, lone cock-sucker extraordinaire; and chiseled versatile hunk Ted Colunga, who has grown some chest scruff and had a name change since I saw him last - but who still looks like a dreamier version of Ben Affleck. A rudimentary vanilla-flavoured jock romp dressed up in boxing gear, Collision Course: The Big Blow - Part 1 (as it's touted onscreen) is basically plotless, though the fucking bits are interspersed with indistinct subtitled dialogue passages that amount to very little. DVD extras include a photo gallery, trailers, and two segments of Phil St. John's naked porn star interviews - Taggers and Double Delights - featuring an impressive roll call of surprise guest stars. The dreamy cast of beautifully physiqued and plumply hung stud puppies is the weighing factor here, bumping up a three-star vehicle into a solid three point five. -Beef Stroganoff