Thunder Balls

By: Flapjax
In-House Review - Mar 18 2015

A porncentric satire of the British superspy 007 film franchise, ThunderBalls combines laughably bad acting, unconvincing fight sequences, a really good opening theme by Bronski Beat (so that's what they've been up to) and hot sex with chiseled, beefy men. Her Majesty's Secret Sex Agency employs James Blonde, 007½, whose cock is licensed to kill. Following his faux demise - and after meeting with "O" and fellow agent 69 - the big, smooth Blonde one is assigned a (rather stupid sounding, if you ask me) mission. "QT," the gadgetmeister, suits Blonde up with a dildo telephone/, and a bizarre condom weapon. After a preposterous cameo by Sharon Kane, Blonde finally gets it on with a Hollywood cowboy-type (amazing bathroom!), fucking the bejesus out of him. Meanwhile, diabolical siblings Boris and Tanya (both played by Luster) have a spat and two hunky peons to get it on. There's also a foursome and more when Blonde is captured. Maybe it's just me and my tastes, but I never understood how Luster accomplished himself/herself in porn with his Droopy Dog-meets-William Burroughs looks; I will credit him with having a long dong. Lots of story, intrigue, and slap-happiness mixed with hot sex help to make ThunderBalls a "party porn" if nothing else. Check it out.