Hold on to your dicks, fellas, "Greek Holiday: Part 2: Cruising Mykonos" will have them dripping right from the start. In a beautifully shot, brilliantly edited, and amusingly scripted sequel to "Greek Holiday: Part 1: Cruising the Aegean," George Duroy and Marty Stevens have come up with an explosive mixture of tease and sleaze with a cast of stunning Eastern European guys who simply can't keep their cocks in their pants and swimsuits.
A small cruise ship docks on the Greek isle of Mykonos, depositing two couples, including boyfriends Tommy Hansen and Tim Hamilton, on shore for a visit. The latter two are the glue that ostensibly holds the narrative together (cruising for cock -- that's the narrative), that begins with the obscenely preppy Brandon Manilow, a mate on the boat, launching himself on a midday troll for dick. A lanky brunet with a swimmer's build not very discreetly concealed by his blue uniform, Brandon soon comes upon sandy-haired, sloe-eyed, muscular gymnast type Sascha Chaykin, a sailor from another boat. Sascha beckons Brandon for a chat, and they agree it's time to taste each other, strolling off almost arm in arm through the alleys of the island, one in blue, the other in white, both of them with promising bulges between their legs. They stop hither and yon for a kiss and a grope before settling on an alcove where Sascha makes quick work of Brandon's pretty straight, upwardly tilting, fat eight-inch pecker. Naked, save for their sailor caps, they work their way through silent sex with only the strains of a mandolin to ease their way. Brandon soon gets a good look at Sascha's schlong and takes it for a memorable ride. It's monstrous, with a huge red head sprouting from a slightly downward tilting narrower base, but is apparently so tasty that Brandon cannot let go, licking, kissing, and orally pumping it. He then rises, turns his new mate around and shoves his stone-hard cock up Sascha's tush over a plush lounge chair doggy before turning him up on his butt and finishing the fuck off missionary. A quiet, somewhat quick, scene sets us up nicely for the next encounter.
Outside a souvenir shop, the sly-eyed, high-cheeked slut Josh Eliot (cover, right) cruises chipmunk-faced Johnny Surabaya (cover, left) and in about three seconds they decide it's time to fuck. They move down the street, run into Tim and Tommy who are sipping drinks in a café, ask them to take care of their duffle bag, and dash off to find an empty alley. When they find it, the cock-hungry Johnny can hardly wait to get his mouth between Josh's legs, dropping to his knees to come up with a mouthful of Czech sausage, which he massages and cajoles as Josh leans against a wall. When it's Josh's turn, much to his surprise, the prize between Johnny's legs proves a formidable challenge. Johnny is not that big physically, but he is loaded between his legs. Josh does what he can, but soon must turn Johnny around to get his satisfaction, a quick standing doggy-fuck that ends with a major splooge all over his butt. There's some cute subtitled dialogue in the middle of the fuck (the flick has some real zingers thrown in, the translation's a hoot). Johnny cums while they kiss good-bye.
Tim and Tommy are relaxing on the beach where the sun is browning them to Thanksgiving turkey excess. Tim is bored on the beach, but they both agree that sailor Brandon Manilow, who is a few feet away, is probably too much of an airhead to deal with. Tim takes off for a walk, leaving Tommy, who is seriously cruising Brandon, to invite the sailor over to rub some oil on him. The camera shows us some great attributes here, Brandon's huge nipples, Tommy's fabulous abs. This couple is a nice contrast as they decide to look for a quiet place to fuck. Brandon is too preppy and pretty for words, and Tommy reminds me a little bit of 1980s American porn star John Davenport, though with a bit more rubber to his face. They find a villa, slip into the backyard where a Jacuzzi awaits them. They strip, hop in and clown around, again, pay attention to the dialogue, which goes from playful to sexual to insatiable. Tommy is first to sample the wares and quickly shows us why he has become one of Bel Ami's most aggressive and complete stars. He sucks cock like a demon, smothers his partner with affection and power, turning Brandon far more active than he was with sailor Sascha in the first scene. When it comes time for him to sample Tommy's cock, which is so wide that it looks like a paddle in the tub, he becomes a pig for real. There's a wonderfully shot sequence where Tommy sits on the tub rim, the camera behind him, and Brandon facing the camera, sucking and inhaling cock and balls in a frenzy. He soon takes Tommy's ass on a table and alongside the tub, missionary, sidesaddle, until he splashes cum all over his sexmate's balls and chest. Tommy beats off his own stream while they kiss into a sweet farewell.
Bel Ami superstar Julian Armanis is playing Frisbee with the heart-achingly pretty Yves Carradine, a taut swimmer type with a slightly elongated face that gives him a distinctly California surfer come-hither look (he looks a lot like Don Grady who played in "My Three Sons"). They chat about the heat, decide the hotel room would be hotter, and go upstairs where they make sweet love. This is a completely realized scene between lovers -- gentle probes, adoring looks, teasing dialogue, total cock rapture. Although he never deep-throats Julian, Yves makes such sweet, tantalizing love to his cockhead and foreskin that he brings his lover off in a spurt of cum after a few minutes. Julian, who has brought many men off similarly on screen over the years, then gives Yves a lesson in what to do with a throbbing tool that is aching to spill. Rather than waste a load, however, Julian flips Yves on his haunches and goes to work on his beautiful butt with his tongue, eventually getting between his cheeks while his hand is between Yves' legs milking his cock. He works his cock into Yves' tight pucker, and a slow, loving coupling soon takes on the animated strokes of a fierce doggy-fuck that they turn into a sidesaddle barnburner that forces more splooge from Julian. He kisses Yves deeply as Yves beats off his own gooey load.
Finally, Tim and Tommy, somewhat jaded and horny, go sightseeing and trinket shopping (a very sweet and amusing sequence) that leads them back to their hotel room playing out a silly joke about a very thick candle they purchase. In a seduction scene that should not be fucked with by the fast-forward button, the two actually make us believe that they have saved a week of want up for this encounter. ("We haven't done it once all week," Tim pines. Yeah, right.) They strip each other, roll on the bed, and Tommy begins by worshipping his boyfriend's magnificent cock, tossing the tow-headed, pouty-lipped, pug-nosed blond on his back and plunging his mouth down. This is an all-oral sequence, shot and framed brilliantly (the camera shoots Tommy sucking through a small bronze sculpture of a warrior with a hardon). Tim gets so worked up he can't stop himself from cumming, and when he does, Tommy is there to pump out the juice, right into his mouth, down his chin. He completes the job by cleaning Tim's tool, and then, after a cummy kiss, reclines for Tim's servicing. And what a complete servicing it is, topped by Tommy straddling Tim's chest and blowing a magnificently thick gob of ooze into his mouth and all over his face that Tim greedily laps up. They end this with a face-licking kissing session that dissolves into the sight of Tim posed over Tommy's tool getting ready for a sit-fuck by the pool. He eases down the pole and goes for a ride as Tommy pumps wildly. They slide into a sidesaddle position, and then Tim, whose dick has been limp while he was being fucked, gets hard and throws his boyfriend on his back for a missionary-fuck that ends in a mutual cum-bath, and the closing credits.
That, my friends, is one hell of a vacation.
The DVD version has chapter selection, and a complete recap of "Greek Holiday, Part 1" as well as Internet connections and Bel Ami product lines.
DVD features: Chapters; travelogue (an hour-long, pretty exhaustive, and very professional video tour of Mykonos hosted by Tommy Hansen and Brandon Manilow, who prove themselves to be excellent TV hosts in the making); trailer ("Greek Holiday: Part 1: Cruising the Aegean"); cast bios (photo, stats and Bel Ami videography); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Bo Champion
Sometimes we just need to escape -- whether it's because of a mild case of the winter blues or because of my recent, and seemingly unending, experience -- months of physical pain. The best way to do this sometimes is to travel far, far away -- and if you are monetarily strapped, such as myself, the best way to do this is through the sometimes life-altering and financially feasible reality of film. We then can all send our thanks and heartfelt congratulations to the talented mastermind of Bel Ami Video's George Duroy. In his wonderful follow-up to last year's magnificent feast, Greek Holiday, he takes us to crystalline beaches, quaint cottages and the exotic shops of Grecian shores. Of course, Greek Holiday Part 2: Cruising Mykonos also has plenty of what we crave the most. It features flawlessly perfect and naturally sexual boys engaging in acts of the hottest and most beautifully photographed sexual intercourse.
The first part of this adventure focused on the antics aboard the cruise ship heading to Mykonos where the ship docks. This allows a pair of young lovers to explore the sights of the country and, naturally, other men before making their way back to each other.
First off, sailor boys Brandon Manilow and ear-ringed blond Sascha Chaykin search through an airy, quaint village before coming upon a secluded deck on a villa off the sea. There they strip off their pants and in collared tops and white caps quite sensually service each other. It is titillating to watch half-dressed Chaykin's bare ass bob about as he swallows Manilow's glistening, veiny chunk. Duroy's skilled cameras even delve into the hypnotically light and hairy cheeks of this young pup's worthy globes. After each fully service one another, they strip down entirely with the sounds of the ocean sweeping around them, and Manilow eases his curved rod into Chaykin's mightily photographed ass. There is a natural enthusiasm between these two aquatically minded fellows -- at one point the inspired Chaykin reaches back and, grabbing onto Manilow's muscular shoulder, urges him to plunge into him with more passion and force. This Manilow does impressively because Chaykin ends up howling banshee-pleasured cries before the rightfully exhausted Manilow pulls out, whips off his condom and comes splashingly over Chaykin's sexually stricken buttocks.
Looking over postcards, lovers-to-be Johnny Surabaya and Josh Elliot lock eyes and soon make their way to a beautiful white stone alley to consummate their new friendship. While keeping a look out for passersby, they service each other, and Surabaya pours his long, lean shank into Elliot's youthful and fluid ass. These two look like blond high school twins, and while very carefree and connected to one another, I found their scene to be pleasant diversion but not much more. Still, they are billed as the stars of the production with their picture on the box cover, so maybe I am missing something vital. Nonetheless, those who like their boys to be young, pretty and easily passionate should find much to enjoy in this encounter.
Better still, the sandy-haired and cheery Manilow and the lighter, tightly curled walking sex ad Tommy Hansen are catching some rays on the beach before their eyes met and they decide that it is better to catch each other. Manilow, who is a beefier college boy type, and Hansen, leaner and incredibly well-defined, are well-matched, natural and comfortable with each other. They lounge around in a villa whirlpool, joking and minor rough-housing as Hansen sexily tells Manilow about the features that he loves on that young stud's body. Soon Hansen has his mouth too full to describe anything. He hungrily wolfs down Manilow's impressive log as the camera catches the action from all angles. After mighty minutes of being on the receptive end of Hansen's ministrations, Manilow turns the tables on the chiseled perfection of Hansen and begins to gratifyingly suck on his bobbing member. As Manilow starts to joyfully fuck Hansen -- who is spread out on his back with legs stretched wide in the air -- the camera once again beautifully catches all the nuances of their energetic copulation from multiple viewpoints. This is truly sexy and artfully filmed fucking, and you might find yourself easily getting swept up in these two committed performers' pure youthful zest and mutual joy in so naturally expressing themselves.
The adorably sandy-headed, floppy-haired Yves Carradine and the darkly curly haired perfection that is Julian Armanis soon have enough of celestial sightseeing and find themselves in a cool, breezy bedroom off the beaten path. Carradine is soon sprawled out on the thickly colored comforter, paying intricate homage to the gorgeous beauty of Armanis' turgid trumpet of a cock. Armanis stands above, solid as a God until, worn out from Carradine's attentions, he lays down on the inviting waves of the colorful bed. Carradine brings Armanis to the first of two orgasms. Not one to be selfish, Carradine flips Armanis over and reciprocates the favor. Soon Carradine arrives at his intended goal -- the inner linings of Armanis' juicy boy ass. Once started, these two create a Rimbauld-like duet out of lovemaking. Carradine eases into Armanis, quickens his pace and then slows it -- all in tune with Armanis' gleeful instructions and urgings. After a variety of positions, Carradine once again loses himself fully over the overture of Armanis' recently ruptured rectum. Armanis then settles back down into the silken comfort of the bed sheets and lets himself go with force, estastic release and ultimate power.
Finally, lovers Hansen and bottle blond cutie Tim Hamilton wander through shops, picking up knick-knacks to commemorate their trip before retiring to their hotel room for the penultimate sexual encounter of the entire series! This is a long, languishing and intensely beautiful celebration of youthful sexuality. The camera soaks up each gorgeous quality of the young performers and creates a lasting portrait in the mind's eye of their sexual grace and enthusiasm. Once again, the skills of the director are on display with multiangles and tricky, all encompassing shots. Duroy, more importantly, has a way of making you feel like you know exactly what each performer is feeling within every moment of their sexual encounters. He truly brings you into what is happening -- and I believe that is his greatest skill. He allows you to recall how it was to feel that abandon of youthful sexuality -- how every aspect of it was pure joy and perhaps makes you believe that with the right partner you could achieve that state of innocent recklessness once again. Hansen and Hamilton, as all the performers, work amazingly well with each other. They are comfortable and confident, and it shows. Hansen sucks Hamilton off to complete orgasm, then Hamilton reciprocates. They then take turns fucking each other with passion, care and complete commitment. It is an ecstatic way to conclude this adventure, and as promised before, it should linger in your mind for quite awhile.
After viewing this latest Duroy offering, I'm sure that even if you had the money for that round-the-world trip, you'll find that you wouldn't have had a better time than sitting in your living room and diving into the sights and sounds of Greek Holiday Part 2: Cruising Mykonos.
- Christian James
