Hungarian Graffiti

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In-House Review - Feb 06 2007

Before you get the wrong idea, this Falcon International release has nothing to do with the classic coming-of-age film American Graffiti. This one is more of a cumming of age movie about a gang of graffiti taggers who like to spray paint on walls almost as much as they like to spray semen on each other. In the opening scene, Martin Sandor and Daniel Halasz are caught tagging a building and hightail it over to their hideout. Once they've had a minute to catch their breath, the two begin to explore each other's bodies. In no time flat, Sandor is giving Halasz a thorough tongue-lashing. It looks like Halasz is going to return the favor, but he quickly graduates to dipping his rather thick paintbrush into the younger twink's can. The camerawork in this scene is incredible - you can clearly see Sandor's ecstatic expression in every shot as he gets plowed in a variety of positions. The next scene, a triple play with Isidore Nadas, George Vidanov and Andras Molnar, is just as hot as the previous one. Nadas and Vidanov start out with a little poolside fellatio, when in walks Molnar, who wants to talk "business." Well, you don't have to speak Hungarian to know what kind of business he has in mind. The three make a delicious manwich, topped off with a liberal dose of everybody's favorite organic dressing. Molnar is truly captivating, with an innocent look that most jaded pornstars can't even fake. It's not too long before the fuzz catches wind of the vandalizing hoodlums, but with cops like Jonathan Collins, you'll be begging for a night in the slammer. As the scene begins, Collins is getting a good servicing from subordinates Jacob Matthias and Adam Gosett (talk about earning your stripes!). Matthias and Gosett take turns bottoming, while Collins puts his own oral skills to great use. All in all, the three policemen demonstrate the kind of teamwork, focus and selflessness that's essential to conducting a good orgy, er, investigation. Meanwhile, our frisky felons are making a break for it now that the authorities are closing in. Nadas and Molnar start to close up shop, but the arrival of hunky Eric Hanner and tattooed stud Beni Laczko soon distracts them. Twice the guys means twice the sex, so the four smear each other with paint and get down to some serious cocksucking, asslicking and buttfucking. There's no favoritism here - everyone swaps partners and positions with reckless abandon. Director Steve Kiraly has really knocked one out of the park this time. He's assembled a beautiful cast that doesn't have that over-primped and plastic look we've seen so many times before. They really give the impression they're there to enjoy each other's bodies, with no awareness of the camera or crew. I guess that's why so many porn producers look overseas for new talent. -Jimmy Rocket

By: halfspidey

This FIC flick really knocked my socks off (and got my rocks off!). Following the exploits of "The Graffiti Boys" who have been colorizing the cityscape with their artwork, it's not so much about the paint on the walls than it is about the REAL works of art: Beautifully masculine men with firm pecs, rock-hard abs, solid thighs & thick "spray paint cans" of their own. After nearly getting caught applying their art on a public wall, Martin Sandor & Daniel Halasz retreat to their hideout, and get busy applying their hungry mouths & tools on each other. These two look strikingly gorgeous together. Sandor, one of my faves (what's with the body shaving, Martin? I liked the dusting of dark hair on your tasty skin!), is one of the best FIC performers around. And Halasz sports one of the sexiest six-packs ever. Poolside, lover George Vidanov (YUM!) complains to Isidore Nadas about his constant involvement with the Graffiti Boys. Nadas compensates the neglect with some deep oral & anal work. Buddy Andras Molnar drops in on the heat of passion & things really get white-hot (Vidanov, a consummate bottom, looks incredible topping here). Meanwhile, police detective Jonathan Collins (the chiseled beauty on the cover) vows to catch the Graffiti Boys - but not before subordinates Adam Gosett & Jacob Matthias service him orally (to Collins' moans of approval). Anonymous caller Vidanov tips off Collins to the Graffiti Boys' next venture, and again, they manage to slip through the law's fingers. The finale is fittingly hot: Helpers Erik Hanner & Beni Laczko (whose shoulder-length locks & unparalelled oral skills are a nice contrast) "help" themselves to Nadas & Molnar.

Director Steve Kiraly really topped himself with this one. The photography is sharp & clean, bringing out the vibrant colors of the graffiti backgrounds. More importantly, the sex is smokin' hot. All the models are masculine & breathtaking, and their voracious sexual appetites make it obvious they are genuinely into each other, and not just waiting for their paychecks. Definitely one of the best of the FIC!