The mystery john from the end of Part One tosses a bloodied and bruised Johnny out of his car (shades of Charlize Theron in "Monster"). We cut to lovers Luca DiCorso and Chad Savage having some before-work chitchat in the bathroom (Chad is taking a shower). Luca is a spoiled gold digger it seems who likes to shop and look good for Chad, a rich boy who works in an office for his father. Luca joins Chad in the shower for a quickie: they suck on each other's pricks and shoot their loads. Chad then goes to the office and leaves as soon as he arrives, leaving receptionist Sharon Kane with a look of bewilderment on her face. Chad stumbles upon a sleeping Johnny near his car outside and offers to take him home to get cleaned up. Meanwhile, back in the office, two colleagues, Alex Rossi and Theo Blake, get busy. Theo sucks Alex and then Alex fucks Theo.
Chad, the stranger with a heart of gold, gives Johnny that much-needed shower, some new clothes and new job! The job, unspecified warehouse work, turns out to be just the kind of work Johnny knows all too well: sex with men. His new boss, Luke Strong, and co-worker, Jake Deckard, quickly put him to work sucking their dicks. And Johnny makes fast work of Jake's spectacular cock, sucking it down and stealing kisses between gobbles. Boss man Luke takes a licking to Jake's bone as well, and then Jake and Luke treat Johnny to some sucking and rimming. Jake and Luke get to fuck an eager Johnny, and Johnny has a great time fucking Jake's hairy hole. After such a rousing interview, Luke hires Johnny. Johnny then rushes back to Chad's house to tell him the good news, but Chad ain't there, just Luca and a bunch of his horny buddies sucking dick and rimming hole poolside: Damon DeMarco, Hunter James, Trevor Knight and Eddie Stone. The sucking and rimming leads to Eddie getting fucked by Trevor's super-long schlong, and Eddie and Damon fucking an enthusiastic Luca (who, by the way, has beautiful green eyes that look fantastic in the late-afternoon sun).
Rich boy Chad comes home later that night and tells a wistful Johnny that he's leaving his cheating lover and takes Johnny to his bedroom where they make love for the first time. They suck and rim each other aggressively (Chad's long dick and juicy asshole look quite yummy) and then Chad fucks Johnny missionary and doggy on a huge bed to prove that, rich or poor, love conquers all. There are three different dramatic endings provided (two as special alternate endings).
DVD features (2-disc set): Chapters; cum-shots chapters; interview (Johnny Hazzard); behind-the-scenes footage ("Inside Wrong Side of the Tracks"); safer-sex public service announcement; trailers ("Bolt," "Wicked," "Hole Patrol," "A Night at Bruno's," "Köllide," "HardWare" and "Detention"); alternate endings; and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Butch Harris
In the second part of Wrong Side of the Tracks, Chi Chi LaRue's epic tale of a poor-white-trash kid trying to make a new life for himself, things take a turn for the better. The kid (played superbly by Johnny Hazzard) has seemingly hit rock bottom as a street hustler involved in the accidental shooting of one of his clients. He flees the scene of the crime and in time ends up being befriended by the scion of a wealthy family (Chad Savage, whose charming, easy-going performance is also a personal best in his already impressive career). In Part Two, the tacky, grimy world from which Hazzard has come is replaced by a glamorous world of wealth and comfort, and it looks as if a happy ending may yet be possible for him once he finds himself on the other side of the tracks.
The viewer meets Savage's character before Hazzard does. Part Two opens in a luxurious, marble-walled bathroom, and for a moment, one wonders if this is another film altogether. Certainly, it is another world. In this lavish space (large enough to hold a small cocktail party), two lovers (Savage and the sultry, raven-haired Luca Di Corso) are going about their normal ritual of morning ablutions. It becomes quickly evident that they are at cross purposes: Di Corso wants to have sex; Savage, to leave for work. Di Corso wins, and they ease into a comfortable round of oral sex. In the shower, Di Corso is quick to kneel and service his lover, and Savage is obviously enough of a gentleman to return the favor. Both are great cocksuckers, but one senses that there is trouble in paradise. Both money shots are impressive, but the coupling does not end with a kiss.
With a portfolio of his ideas for a new presentation, Savage excitedly hurries off to the office, where he works for his father. But the man (played by Theo Blake) is in conference with a new trainee and can't make time to see his son. They schedule an appointment for a week hence, and a dejected Savage heads out. That is when he discovers the grungy Hazzard asleep on the ground beside his car and offers him assistance. Their initial meeting, which crackles with unspoken electricity, quickly becomes a friendship -- both have father issues that make for instant bonding -- and Savage invites the street kid home to get cleaned up and have a much-needed meal.
Back in the father's elegant office, it is quickly revealed that the reason Blake's character has no time for his son is that he is in the process of seducing the "new trainee" (Alex Rossi, a muscle bound piece of trade who reminds one of Jason Adonis). Their sordid little cat-and-mouse game, in which the smug, savvy Rossi flaunts himself and the patient Blake (like a tom at a mouse hole) waits, simmers with silent sexual tension that is as hot before the explicit action as it is after Rossi pulls out his rock-hard cock to start the negotiations. Blake, a veteran predator, takes his time in sampling the bodybuilder's wares, but when he does, he proves himself a consummate cock-sucker -- in sharp contrast to the narcissistic, "do-me" attitude of Rossi. An impersonal sex machine, he eventually plows the older man, first missionary, then in a lap fuck and, finally, standing doggie. Throughout, Blake does most of the work and enjoys himself thoroughly, but one can almost see Rossi calculating the size of his Christmas bonus, nothing more.
Hazzard's presence in the gracious home Savage and Di Corso share, needless to say, causes problems. Di Corso wants him out, but Savage is determined to let him stay until he gets "back on his feet" and to that end arranges a job interview for him at a local factory. Hazzard arrives, ready and eager to work, but the foreman (blond, built Luke Strong) and his assistant (grizzled, furry Jake Deckard) exchange knowing glances and ask pointed questions, prompting Hazzard to reply, "I think I'm just what you're looking for." Within seconds, he is on his knees, chewing at Deckard's well-packed jeans and Strong's faded coveralls. The ensuing spit-soaked, kiss-studded oral session allows each of the three to strut his stuff as an expert head giver, but Decker's talents as a sword swallower are the best. After several rounds of ass-eating, the eminently versatile Hazzard and Decker plow each other and then turn Hazzard over to Strong to finish him off with a rabbit-punch ravishing that soon ends in a trio of equally copious money shots.
When Hazzard returns to his temporary new home, he walks in on a hot little pool party thrown by Di Corso for a gaggle of his gorgeous, gonadally obsessed friends (Eddie Stone, Damon DeMarco, Hunter James and Trevor Knight). Unaware that they are being observed, they race their way through ever-inventive huddles and chains of flesh, as if each is determined to outdo everyone else in feasting on the smorgasbord of sun-baked flesh. All are prodigious oralists, equally adept at sucking cock and eating ass; Knight is the hands-down king of rim jobs; and Stone holds focus throughout the anal action, topping and bottoming with equal gusto and, at one point, finding himself in the middle of a sandwich, fucking Di Corso while Hunter fucks him. The money shots are all awe-inspiring, and although the scene is the most conventional of the entire film, with LaRue's sexual choreography and a cast like that, it seems totally fresh and new.
After an ugly confrontation with Di Corso, Hazzard decides it is best just to leave, and that evening he is waiting outside when Savage returns home from work. As they talk, sorting through the problems of their lives in a beautifully written and acted scene, one can almost feel them growing tumescent, and soon they are in Savage's king-sized bed, easing into as tender a love scene as LaRue has ever conjured up. Exploratory kisses and the gradual shedding of clothing segue into mutual oral action in which each gives as much as he takes. Both erections remain airborne throughout as each devours the other, both fore and aft. (Especially note Savage's wriggling tongue as he teases Hazzard's sphincter.) And when he begins to fuck Hazzard, the act is so much more than a roll in the hay -- it is a melding of two lonely men who not only want but need each other. The scene ends with them bringing each other off by hand and a meaningful good night kiss.
Later that evening, with Savage asleep in the bed, Hazzard (fully dressed) stares at the reflections of the pool and makes a decision. He goes to Savage's discarded trousers, helps himself to the wad of bills there, then has second thoughts and replaces them before walking out of the place. This seems not only out of character but also an unwarranted, nihilistic ending. Perhaps writers LaRue and Jeffries also had second thoughts on the matter, for the DVD extras show that two alternate endings were filmed, and in one of them, Hazzard stays, crawls back into bed and snuggles up, seemingly well on his way to the peace he has been seeking for so long. In light of the script, direction and performances as they now stand, this would be the most honest ending. Even so, Wrong Side of the Tracks is a titanic film, one for the permanent collection.
Go to: Wrong Side of the Track: Part One
- Jerry Douglas