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Summary:
Kevin
Williams is the horny star in this classic offering
from the Falcon Studio, which features a bevy of donkey-sized
studs plugging mouths and seeding butts. They sure don't
make 'em like they used to!
Description
/ Review:
"Another offering from Falcon Classics series (all
bareback, of course), and I have to say that it's made
worth it by the appearance of young Kevin Williams, who
was later to become a legendary porn star in his own right.
The
flick begins with Williams (blond, well-hung and fucking
gorgeous!) calling on the services of escort Chad Douglas
- a horse-hung daddy of a stallion - for a thorough workout
of his muscles. Needless to say, it's the muscle between
his legs that gains most attention.
Williams
is already stroking himself when Douglas arrives; but
quickly turns his attention to the escort's own shaft,
using the exercise equipment to allow him to slide forward
onto Douglas's cock. Then it's down to some good old-fashioned
bareback action, with Douglas plunging his naked dipstick
deep into Williams's butt - whilst the young twink himself
pumps iron! Needless to say, a sticky climax beckons:
Douglas almost spurting before he can withdraw, and the
young gun shooting into his own mouth.
Leigh
Erickson comes across Steve Wrights in the forest. After
giving Steve compliments he really gets things going by
giving him head. Now that Steve's dick is hard and wet
he climbs right up and sits on it.
I'm
pleased to say that this isn't the last that we see of
Williams. Fact is, he returns in the third vignette -
this time for an encounter with Tom Brock, whom he discovers
waiting for him in bed with only a pair of white briefs
on for modesty. Not that they stay on for long, for Williams
is soon rimming Brock's arsehole; before Eric Manchester
interrupts them by entering through the window.
From that point on, young Williams's pucker doesn't stand
a chance. Before the youngster knows it, Manchester is
pounding away at the trademan's entrance, pummelling that
sweet little butt with naked vengeance. Little wonder
that a cascade of ball-snot soon erupts from all three
guys.
The
final scene marks something of a chance of mood, with
Bosch Wagner, Justin Cade and Scott O'Hara engaging in
some toy play and fisting. In truth it's something of
an extreme scenario, and perhaps only for the more hardened
viewer; but don't let it put you off the flick as a whole.
Overall
this is a more than decent offering from the eighties,
and a definite must-have for those who enjoy the antics
of a blond bombshell like Kevin Williams.
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