Homo Erectus
Video language: English
Writer/director Tony Alizzi and his cast of horny anthropologists are in search of the fabled missing link in Darwin's evolutionary line between apes and humans. What they find is MSR exclusive Joey Russo, making a strong debut, as the half-man, all-hard title character.
While the quest was on for the missing link, Alizzi and his production crew should have been searching for the missing microphones. The sound is terrible. The dialog - much of which is scientific and theological jargon - is often completely unintelligible. For the most part, that's a good thing. The reality of a sextet of porn stars jabbering about the far-reaching religious and ethical implications of stud-napping Russo and transporting him back to the states is beyond ludicrous.
When the cast isn't mumbling ho-hum hokum, they act like the ho boys we expect them to be. Jason Branch and his current real-life boyfriend, Steve Ross, turn a cage they've set up to trap the wildman into a sort of modified glory hole. Ross is a beefy bottom who certainly knows his way around Branch's pole. Ross takes Branch up his hungry hole, and Branch pounds him good and hard. He pulls out and shoots a load on Ross's bubble butt. Ross releases his own oozing load, and Branch shoots a second, even bigger cum rocket. While they steam up the jungle with their sucking, rimming and fucking, we see that they are being watched. Russo's intense eyes are taking in the action, and we can tell he's making mental notes.
During the night, Russo sneaks into the campsite and swipes the men's bag of intimate supplies. He learns quickly. Mansex is good. Safe mansex with water-based lube and condoms is better. Thankfully, Russo doesn't look much like an apeman. He more closely resembles a cross between the classic paintings of Jesus and the film images of Tarzan - after a day at a trendy LA hair salon.
Matt Bradshaw and Damian Ford go into the jungle following a trail of Russo's footprints. They pause long enough to put on a show for peeping-link Russo. Despite Bradshaw's tireless efforts, Ford is unable to will any life into his fat, veiny donkey dong, leaving him Homo Non-Erectus for most of the scene.
The group decides to use humpy Ross as bait to nab Russo. In no time, Russo pops out from behind Ross, and his stiff dick pops out of his loincloth. Russo face fucks Ross in a few positions, making use of strategically placed boulders and other set pieces of convenient heights. Nonverbal Russo is plenty vocal with his grunts and groans. This bungle in the jungle is a bunghole that is fucked full.
Russo is captured. Then Sam Dixon, playing the member of the expedition representing the Vatican (don't ask,) sets Russo free again, albeit briefly. Branch crams his cock down Dixon's throat to punish him for his transgressions. The rest of the hunky spunk junkies get into a hot group scene, with Russo taking center stage. Dixon gets covered with cum, with the last powerful blast coming from Russo.
The MSR slogan is "Where the hottest men are always pigs." Alizzo should have left the brainy dialog to PBS and let his brawny cast get down to the business of wild pig sex. When that happens - like the scenes with Branch and Ross and, later, with Russo and Ross - the results leave all of us Homos Erectus.
Format: avi
Duration: 1:46:01
Video: 684x472, AVC (H.264), 1816kbps
Audio: 250kbps
File size: 1.6 GB
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Blow Me. Part 1
Video language: English
Director Tony Alizzi goes to the head of the class with his oral report, Blow Me (Part One) . It's a fiesta of fellatio; a cornucopia of cock sucking. And that's it. Aside from some enthusiastic jacking off, this MSR Video feature is all about blow jobs.
Alizzi took his cast of recognizable faces and phalluses, along with some semipro studmeat, and tossed them into West Hollywood's The Zone sex club for more than an hour of impassioned pole polishing. Viewers are taken through the halls and given glimpses of each of the nine scenes that are happening simultaneously. As the camera moves through the club, you can practically smell the musky scent of men in heat.
Periodically throughout the film, Alizzi briefly combines all nine views into a Brady Bunch-style multisegmented screen. No worry, though. There's no Marcia or Jan in sight. No Greg, either. Just lots of peters.
True to its sex club motif, there are no vignettes in the traditional sense. The action switches among all the participants, so that you get a few minutes of glory hole gluttony, then a quick flash of a handsome face giving a hummer to a hairy hunk. Stiff dicks, slurping tongues, gag reflexes being tested at every turn. So much to see, and no real lengthy focus on any one scene. It's like voyeurism for folks with Attention Deficit Disorder.
Tuck Johnson demonstrates his deep-throat skills on at least one woody wagging his way. With his ripped abs, full lips and stupendous shaft, he is one of the cast who sets himself apart from the others.
Michael Brandon is shown getting his supersize schlong sucked in the opening credits, then he proves that he can give as well as take by alternating blow jobs on two big dicks. He's a primo pig with an insatiable oral appetite. I've yet to see him in a flick where he didn't appear to be totally into the action. And even though I knew this was an oral-sex-only feature, I kept hoping for some of Brandon's patented pucker pummeling with his humongous dork.
Boyish Jacob Hayes may be young ,but the way he goes down on Markcollis shows he's more than up to the task. He's eager to please but not so anxious that he doesn't realize the affects of working his mouth slow and deep.
Casey Williams gets a faceful of jizz from Drew Andrews and goes back for more. Well-built Max Grand has a few good moments, too.
A few of the performers are shown only in partial body shots. That may disappoint some viewers who want to see the face and chest attached to the mammoth meat, but for others, focusing on just the cock is more like a real sex club experience. You're not looking for a conversation about the weather or international politics. You want to get on your knees and have a big boner slammed into your throat ,or you want to push your poker through a glory hole and have a mouth dive on it and make you moan.
Hairy, donkey-donged Don Key is one of those who's only seen from nipples to nuts. He certainly gets points for his creative name, but he'd warrant higher praise if he could have gotten his prick really hard and kept it that way.
Eventually, most of the participants work their way to a central space for an all-out oral orgy. Billy Knight is the center of attention as he gets an eyeful of splooge from a pair of one-eyed monsters. Everybody gets off at least once. Brandon, Hayes and Johnson still aren't satisfied.
One of the hottest scenes is all too brief and right at the end. Johnson is sitting on a sofa while a horny hunk is face-fucking him with a jumbo rod. Johnson jacks his dick and tries to keep from gagging as the guy's cock gets jammed harder and farther down his throat. Johnson shoots a whopper load while choking on the rough rammer.
Alizzi and MSR Video have already produced a follow-up, Blow Me (Part Two) , with some of the same cast and plenty of new meat to spice things up. In the meantime, watching Alizzi's hungry cocksuckers get mouthful after mouthful of hot cock is sure to have you reaching for a handful of your own.
Format: avi
Duration: 1:18:48
Video: 512x384, DivX 5, 877kbps
Audio: 125kbps
File size: 585.5 MB
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