How many dirty movies do you know can reference Shakespeare and get away with it? The connection between The Bard and director Chad Donovan's "Play On" is a subtle one ("If music be the food of love, play on"), and the story has less to do with music as it does the cattiness between a coterie of WeHo habitués.
After ogling the straight gardener and tossing some barbs with buddy Franco Santoro, Jason Harley and Trey Casteel burn off the hornies poolside. Both are in exquisite shape with gorgeous tan skin. I spent a few minutes admiring Trey's bum in Speedos as he sunned belly-down on a pool toy. Likewise, Jason kneels by the edge of the water and takes in the view. After sharing some kisses, Trey peels off Jason's swimsuit to release his growing cock, never leaving his raft as he sucks. Jason eventually convinces Trey to get out of the pool where they can 69 more comfortably. It's an excellent position and we get lots of great shots of Jason's hole before Trey blocks the view with his wiggling tongue. Ain't nothing like a mutual rimjob, and these two bathing beauties indulge in full measure. They flip-flop fuck to their hearts content. Both men are adequate bottoms, but for me, it's Trey I'd rather watch get stuffed with dick.
Rumored to be a card-carrying dick hound, Franco Santoro takes his tricking seriously. He's armed himself with a roll of duct tape and busies himself securing his fuck mat to the terrazzo. He's got a date with not one, but two men: horse-hung Rafael Alencar and fat-dicked Tony Bishop. I like Franco's bronze skin and squat wrestler's build. His body is a crowd-pleaser (hence the rumors) and the hook-up gets under way in short order. No social niceties, this is a date for sex. Franco says his hellos by unbuttoning the jeans of his guests and warming them up with his mouth. Tony's cock is a real treat -- long, thick and tattooed. But for sheer pleasure, it's hard to beat Rafael's piece and before long, both Franco and Tony are orally worshipping their mutual friend. I haven't a seen a three-way daisy-chain that works this well in some time, and they form a solid triangle where every mouth is filled and every cock is appreciated. This is followed by a rim line headed by Tony, then Franco and finally Rafael. And the fuck mat Franco taped down so meticulously comes in handy when they make a fuck sandwich with Franco in the middle. At the conclusion, I suspect that Franco just invited these guys over for their cum; after they blow their loads over his perfect abs, he quickly rubs all that goo into his skin, including his face. You can't beat nature's skin cream.
Back at the pool, the fellas commence gossiping, this time about little blondie Matt Van Dorn and his trick du jour, C.J. Madison. Franco, Trey and Jason are immediately left to wonder what's going down behind Matt's closed door, where we get to tag along. Matt's mid-morning encounter with a tall and pumped brunet will keep tongues wagging for weeks to come, but for now, it's C.J's tongue that gets the workout. They fall onto the bed and attack each other, full of that first-time trick vitality. I didn't have to wait long for C.J. to strip down, but I did have to wait for several long minutes until his hot prick made its first appearance. C.J. frantically services his shorter, twinkier buddy, working his way from mouth to nipples to cock, and finally to hole. My patience was amply rewarded when C.J. positioned himself on all-fours and let Matt go to town underneath. With yummy armpits, and muscles worked just so, forming lovely valleys with the right amount of hair, C.J. is a textbook example of armpit perfection. There's lots to love about C.J.'s bod, but let me be the first to tell you, a guy could get lost in those armpits. As a top, C.J. kept up electric eye contact with Matt, forcing him to cum while he plowed. He indulges in a little bit of cumplay with Matt's gooey, spent dick before letting fly himself.
The final scene has Jason Kingsley tickling the ivories, playing classical-sounding music on an upright down at the local gay watering hole. He catches the ear of the shirtless bartender, Joey Milano, whose fleshy pecs are almost too perfect. Joey wants a lesson, but not on the piano. Jason responds to Joey's less than subtle come-on, standing up and letting his admirer soak the front of his Fruit of the Looms with spit. I wasn't much of a Jason Kingsley fan at first, but now I can't get enough of his trimmed chest, accent, and muscular build. Both men have such hot asses, nicely filmed whether they're getting fucked, Joey, or flexing, Jason. Jason takes his bottom in several positions, finishing enthusiastically, his cumload boiling over when he gets off.
DVD features: Chapters; gallery; behind-the-scenes bloopers; cast bios (stats and videographies); trailers ("Unzipped" and "Paradise Island"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).
A DVD Review by Rick Forrent
