Bikers Bang 1

By: T.J. Maxxwell
In-House Review - Nov 02 2009

I'm confused. This flick takes place somewhere east of the Rhine, but there's nary a Zoltan, Zsolt or Attila in sight! Fred Goldsmith? Sounds like a jeweler. Giovanni Winkler? What is he, Henry Winkler's Italian cousin? All right, enough. Please note that I'm not going to get into detailed physical descriptions, as so many of the guys in this film look alike. The general physical look is this: Young (but not twinkie), chiseled features, short hair, mostly smooth, muscular, ripped (but not huge) bodies, and generally above average-sized dingles. It's a hottie fiesta, but there isn't a whole lot of variety in body types. So there's some sort of rivalry between these two Slavic biker gangs, and the way they take out their aggression is by fucking the poop out of each other. If you're a fan of small group sex, you'll be pleased - this flick is four-way heaven. If you prefer more focused one-on-one action, you might not be as enthusiastic. As riotous subtitles flit across the screen, newly democratized danglers grow rigid and free-enterprising fannies spread before your very eyes. One of the film's highlights is the steamy suck n' fuck between Volt, Collins, Winkler and Colanga. After some skilled oral-genital play, Volt rents out his hindquarters to the other men, who go totally Eastern European on his ass. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves, which is always nice to see. Also notable is the four man funfest featuring Calderon, Laurel, Giorgio and Donovan. Fertile butt-soil is plowed in a number of positions, and doodles are tongue bathed with vigor. Ever wondered what it looks like when a grown man "comes?" You'll see it here! All in all, Biker Bang 1 is a notch above the usual Eastern European offerings, and is most definitely better than goulash!