Review by Beef Stroganoff
By: Beef Stroganoff
In-House Review - Jul 12 2015
Hot Euro boys who speak little or no English get by with the international languages of cocksucking and buggery. Life must surely be sweet for the lord of the manor (Vidanov), who has his way with his yardboy, his butler, his chef and a pair of ranch...
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Hot Euro boys who speak little or no English get by with the international languages of cocksucking and buggery. Life must surely be sweet for the lord of the manor (Vidanov), who has his way with his yardboy, his butler, his chef and a pair of ranch hands. We begin with some sizzling poolside shenanigans. Dreamily hunky George relaxes with his morning beverage as ogling gardener Richard Becker whips out his hooded cock and starts choking it, at one point bending down for a few licks of his own lollipop (Richard's forte). Lean and yummy Richard is invited over to rub some lotion on the master's back, but soon winds up feeding on the master's uncut business. George fucks Richard every which way by the pool, loosing a messy wad all over him. After yard boy shoots, they share a post-coital dip in the pool. Next we get a muscular, quadruple-foreskin'd four-way between the butler (Ivan Mrozek), the cook (Sanray) and two frisky plumbers (Vinger and Flowers). Hot cock-chugging leads to deep ass-lancing, as Sunray and Flowers take turns pounding Ivan's bubble butt. Ivan is left wallowing in a pool of sperm. Later, at the ranch, the master gets naughty with handlers Devil and Manosa. George sucks both ranchers simultaneously while the master's stallion runs wildly behind them. Then they both take turns fucking the master, who proves to be as eager and proficient a bottom as he was a top earlier. Meanwhile, Ivan the butler wanders into the stable and catches Mosoly whacking off atop the horse-drawn plow. Mosoly sucks Ivan's hard rod then rides it to the hilt, climaxing in a creamy spurt across Ivan's smooth pecs. Finally, we witness a hearty foursome among the two plumbers Vinger and Flowers, the cook Sanray and the stable boy Mosoly. Mosoly bottoms out for all three hunks and is left slathered in a thick puddle of boy juice. Production values are fine, despite the nauseatingly over-familiar strains of Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons" that play endlessly throughout. To be fair, the classical score lends an airy pastoral feel to the proceedings, but there must be plenty more music in the public domain than just this. But, ah, those luscious Euro studs are impossibly gorgeous and get it on famously, if not spectacularly. By no means a full-on, cum-drenched classic, Scorchers is a worthy romp with enough heat to just about justify its title.
