Head Of The Class

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In-House Review - Feb 05 2014

"The non-stop sexathon Head of the Class will knock your pants off! This super-charged sexual roller coaster brings to the screen newcomer Jeff Lancaster as an outgoing stud who would win any sexual triathlon. The action is heart-stopping and the men are totally breathtaking. Director Scott Masters lets it all hang out as he takes you deep and hard into these young men's wildest fantasies... bringing us back to those good-ole college days, when the boys in the frat house had more on their minds than physics. Billy London and Eric Manchester lead the cast of hot studs in this pre-condom epic. The 20th Anniversary Edition has been re-mastered and contains a bonus scene from Boys Town: Going West Hollywood - one of Masters' earlier shot-on-film productions."

By: buddhawannabe

By: buddhawannabe

NOTE: This movie does NOT feature "plaid skirts, tight white blouses, and cock-loving coeds," as the product description above would have it. Which may disappoint those of you who long to see Jeff Lancaster, etc., in a plaid skirt and a tight white blouse. (I admit it would be worth a look.) Most of the cast members ARE supposed to be college students (as usual in gay porn, they all look a bit too old for that), but although TLA lists this film under "College/Dorm Life," "Frat Boy," and "Teachers," there's nary a teacher, classroom, dorm room, college campus (except in the opening credits), or even a frat house in sight. Instead, these college boys are living in a luxurious mansion owned by "Uncle Harry," who provides free room and board (including bananas) in return for his enjoyment, via closed circuit television, of the young men's antics--a surprisingly twenty-first-century concept. For most of the length of the video, he stays a disembodied voice a la "Charlie's Angels," except for the occasional view of pud being exercised, but he does appear in the final orgy to provide some intergenerational relief. Unless you're taking a memory-enhancement , however, the details of the so-called plot are unlikely to stay with you. What does stick in the memory is Eric Manchester's majestic dick, which he sticks in various other places as well (pre-condom), presumably in total violation of house rules about keeping the food preparation areas sanitary. There's also a nice inter-racial episode (not that common in 1980s porn) between Randy Cochran and Nick Russell. And lots of big cocks and huge loads, too many to recognize individually. Scott Masters spent most of his time as a producer (co-founder of Nova Studios), but also directed memorable videos, sometimes under the name Robert Walters. If you're looking for state-of-the-art, look elsewhere, but 1980s porn (this was made in 1982, not 1988 as indicated above) has charms all its own, and, as the poet Keats once remarked, a young man with a huge erect dick, spewing torrents of sperm all over himself and friends, is a joy forever. (slightly adapted)