Wilde Road

By: J.D. Luvdacock
In-House Review - Dec 28 2012

If plot-heavy Wilde Road does one thing, it certainly starts on an unexpected note: Christian Wilde fucking a girl! What?! Did someone give me the wrong porn? Oh, wait, now Christian and Dylan Roberts are splashing around in the pool together ? that's more like it. But then a simple practical joke/come-on gone awry sends Christian away and back to "his fish's house." What in the name of RuPaul is going here? After hitching a ride in Phillip Aubrey's truck, Christian finds out that the old adage, "Cash, grass, or ass: no one rides for free," is no thing of mere legend. The second after Phillip says "drop your shorts," he's sucking Christian's beautiful cock and soon shoving it up his ass roadside. Phillip is quite adept at taking a dick, and while "straight" Christian pretends not to enjoy a second of it, he nails him in every position that the beat-up pick-up truck can handle. Next thing you know, Christian's load is joyously being lapped-up by Phillip's mouth. After a brief walk, Christian stumbles upon the hospitality of Jimmy Durano and Troy Daniels who hide his clothes while he's in the shower and try to convince him over breakfast that gay sex can be a "mind, body, and soul thing," not always a creepy roadside fuck. They invite him to watch as they try to reach their "higher level" sexually. He does, but he also happens to eat a magical brownie he finds on the table. Jimmy and Troy put in a powerful and sensual performance, but by the time they've shot their wads, they realize Christian has eaten all the brownies and is now tripping balls. Fun! They leave him in the trusty hands of houseboy Jessie Colter until he comes down. After a chase around the yard that involves a wheelbarrow and an Anthony Kiedis-style sock on Christian's junk, the boys settle down on the hammock. Jessie ends up getting fucked in every position imaginable, before ending back in the wheelbarrow where he takes both his and Christian's loads on his rippling stomach. Realizing he may have been remiss in fleeing Dylan's semi-joking advance back at the pool, Christian borrows Jessie's bike and hot-tails it back to his "friend." Christian finds Dylan right where he left him, in the pool. It doesn't take long for the action to ensue, and Dylan proves he's a pro at deep-throating a rock-hard cock (easily the best blowjob in the whole film). They fuck like champs ? though, to be honest, everyone in Wilde Road does ? and the scene ends on a somewhat emotional note with Christian asking Dylan if they can "do this everyday." No shocker ? Dylan says "we can do this whenever you want." While the film might be a fast-forward version of one man's sexual revolution, it's a great reminder that things aren't always what they seem, and sometimes we don't know ourselves until we've lived through certain experiences. Sexuality is becoming less important to define as it is to discover, and Wilde Road is a great example of that. I never imagined I'd say this, but this film is more than porn. Sure, there's (exquisite) explicit fucking, but you also get the feeling that there's a deeper meaning to the plot: it's like director Mr. Pam is trying to convey that every person's road to sexual discovery is different ? and we all know that's the truth. Either way, kudos to her for finding a way to combine life lessons with some of the best gay sex scenes I've ever watched. I'm touched and I'm touching myself. What could be better?