Blazing Waters

By: Froufrou A. Gogo
In-House Review - Oct 06 2013

Blazing Waters Part One marks the first of another two-part release from Pacific Sun, the company you love to hate because the beautiful sun-drenched films are so good and the models always gorgeous. Dalmatian Adventure? I thought it said "damnation" and was in the mood for some good old fire and brimstone. Oh well, can't win them all. Immediately we have Donovan, Bellagio (please, please marry me) and Benetti going snorkeling. Impressively, they shot the underwater scenes; it's not library footage (!). Benetti stays on the boat, maybe the bad subtitling about sharp rocks put him off, or the water just looked too cold for his sensitive soul. After the swim they celebrate as only sun-drenched sex gods can. They fuck on the rock beach. Donovan and Bellagio have their asses banged off by each other whilst Benetti shoots all over their pecs. Bellagio finishes his friend off orally and it's an amazing sequence. Spencer and Goldsmith travel to a pirate's cove accessible only by water (watch out for the sharp rocks!) and they end up in a really quite beautiful cavern, spoiled again by the subtitling: "How much degree could we have?" Roughly translated: "Is it warm enough?" (How badly does the tourist board need visitors that'll sink to allow this kind of filming? It's like Philadelphia's council agreeing to have a sex scene in Betsy Ross' house.) Whilst Goldsmith is big, Spencer is even bigger and Goldy struggles to get the tool in his mouth. Instead he decides to have a jump about on it on a well-lit walkway that the pirates were nice enough to install. Next up, there's fun as our boys enjoy watersports, ahem, the real kind with water-skis and jet-boats. The boat pulls up (they'll lose their deposits if they keep it past the allotted half an hour) in the same strip of rocks as in the first scene. Our cover guys (Madsen, Sanchez and Volt) waste no time. In a full on fuckfest with hot tongues entering every hole imaginable, our trio's foreskinned anacondas are skillfully manipulated and their assholes banged out of shape. Again spunk splatters pecs in what's going to be a trademark shot. Next, a boat trip. Our salty seamen Manzel, Georgio and Jank sit around and swap sailing anecdotes and "what could be the worst situation." (Breaking a nail?) Up go the sails, and then down they come in a continuity error as we dissolve to the sex scene. Guess it's true, - put sailors on a boat with no women and... Anyway, the boat circles a great daisychain scene, topped by Giorgio's impaling himself on Manzel. Giorgio's massive cock flops around everywhere as he bounces about, also choking on Jank's meat, really enjoying the ride. Blazing Waters will blaze into history as a top-notch flick. When the credits roll you'll wonder where the time went. But relax - a terrific sequel is available!