At first blush, you might think that Hungarian director Roland Dane's "The Boy Has Balls "is a sports film about basketball, football or perhaps pool. But check out the cover and you'll soon be thinking "Raging Bull," Eastern European-style.

In the first round, George Caesar holds the punching bag while Spanish-looking stud José Ganetti trains. Bare-chested men in this setting (a gym) seems entirely plausible here and the models' ducking and weaving is authentic. Besides, starting off wearing only boxing shorts just means less clothes for the models to shed once they decide to get down to business. Putting a his huge boxing glove around the neck of his sparring partner, José pulls George in for a kiss with tons of tongue. Not one model in this entire flick has an average body -- all are smooth, exceptionally muscular and as a general rule, endowed.

George's prick is especially big, seemingly made even larger by his shaved bush and nutsack. These guys don't even bother to put down a mat when they drop to the floor to 69. But they don't stay down for the count long. George soon has his buddy's asscheeks spread and two fingers plunging in and out of his hole, his biceps bulging while he finger-fucks. He only stops assaulting José's ass long enough to rim him. They take turns bottoming. José gets plugged while he uses the punching bag for much-needed support, and then George gets on his side while José scissors his uncut dick in and out of his buddy's ass. He explodes cum while riding on top, then quickly stops to help José get off. José's money-shot is a nice one, thick puddles of warm goo coat his lower belly.

Then it's off to the locker room where Giovanni Floretto, the epitome of an Italian stud if I ever saw one, and Daniel Halasz strip down while discussing José's fight potential. When Daniel finds out that José too is gay, he lets down his guard and lets Giovanni put on the moves. Already sporting serious wood, Daniel looks thrilled when Giovanni drops to his knees on the locker room floor to give his huge uncut dick some tentative licks. Daniel is another model with shaved pubes, giving excellent views of his dick's massive length. Giovanni doesn't seem to be able to take much of it in his mouth, but when Daniel wants to return the favor, we quickly see that Giovanni's cock is even bigger by at least an inch or two. Giovanni gets a nasty suck-job while he squats on the floor, his balls dangling deliciously low and brushing the carpet. While Daniels sucks, he spreads his partner's legs and buries two fingers deep in Giovanni's hole, never letting up on the mouth action. Giovanni seems like he'd be the obvious top, so my own cock jumped in my jockeys when he climbed on top of Daniel's dong for an incredible ride. Giovanni's cock stays stiff as steel, bouncing upright against his tan belly while he gets fucked. These guys try quite a few funky positions before Giovanni brings himself off, milky sperm spattering on the floor in an excellent close-up.

The pressure mounts for José when his trainer finds out there's money riding on an upcoming title fight. Some shady high-stakes betting is going down at the local gay strip club where, power broker Pat Tengeri has his hands full making deals, and then handling go-go boys Peter O'Farell and Gabriel Kardos. After they are beckoned from their go-go cage, Peter and Gabriel waste no time stripping Pat out of his business attire for a heated three-way. While Peter and Gabriel, both model-beautiful men, lock lips, Pat has the enviable task of giving each of their cocks a spit shine. All three men have impossibly flat bellies and hungry holes, but Gabriel's is the lucky bloke who gets a rimjob. His ring now spit-slicked, his go-go buddy Peter has easy access, bending him over and fucking him. Gabriel's kept busy at the other end as Pat opens his mouth and force-feeds him. The action intensifies as Pat decides to plug Peter while Peter continues to bang Gabriel. Peter O'Farell, tall with thick, meaty pecs, obviously loves getting banged in the ass. His face contorts and grimaces with pleasure the entire time Pat's in his ass. The director gives us some great shots of the three-way fuck filmed from underneath. The boys finish up by using Pat's sculpted chest as a cum-rag.

Back in the ring, we find out that José has indeed won his title fight. And what's the best way to celebrate? A boxing ring orgy seems obvious. George Caesar and José return the film's final sex romp with new models Robert Smiley, James Jordan and 'coach and trainer' Peter Balough. Keeping the gloves on makes for some awkward groping, but it's a matter of moments before gloves, sneakers and those brightly colored satin boxing shorts are flying against the ropes. These five slip and slide into every possible combination. No one is shy about sucking cock, kissing or fingering ass, and the sounds of their moans and groans are great. Dopey-looking, big-eared (in a sexy way) James Jordan makes his cock the centerpiece at one point during the scene, leaning against the ropes while José and Balough fight over sucking him off, each getting rear-ended in turn by George and Robert. These studs slap high-fives while banging ass and appear to be having the time of their lives. His four athletes, each poking him in the ass while he's prone on the mat rolled up onto his shoulder blades, gangbang Coach Balough. They each dump a load on the underside of Balough's swarthy thighs, hooting and hollering when Coach blows his own spunk.

Although we never officially find out which 'boy' has balls, ignore the plot and let this flick take you down for the count. Who knows where Roland Dane has found his stable of beauties (not an unappealing one in the lot), but we can only hope that he keeps directing. "The Boy Has Balls" is an undeniable knockout.

DVD features: Chapters; galleries; cast bios (stats and videographies); behind-the-scenes footage (bloopers and outtakes); trailers ("Driven" and "Too Good to Be True"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).

A DVD Review by Rick Forrent