Jeremy DuNord and Peter Erichson challenge each other to a bike race, with Erichson suggesting a $20 wager to the winner. DuNord, feeling quite horny, or at least confident, ups the bet to "the ass of the loser belongs to the winner." So begins the race. We won't see much of these two until the final scene, but can enjoy the antics of six other naughty, mostly uncut, boys along the way. Each of the pairs is so lopsidedly mismatched as to actually help the story here. After all, truly horny guys will do anyone. Some of the scenes shine brighter than the rest, but, overall, the fast-forwardable stuff is kept to a low percentage of the feature.
Elsewhere on the racetrack, we watch Bruce Vendee as he falls from his bike to the path. Yes, the fall looks phony, but play along. Soon Vendee is tended to by the "safety monitor," Oliver Christ, who brings first aid. Christ bandages up Vendee's shin then brings him not to the comfort of a clinic but rather the privacy of some shrubs. Now hidden from the trail, Vendee and Christ find comfort in each other's pants. Short and butchy Vendee peels down the lanky, nerdly Christ and eats him. Then they reverse and yeah, yeah, you know. Vendee is the looker of the two, but Christ gives the more determined head job. Surprisingly, it's Vendee who gets his bottom stuffed here (it's just that I had him pegged as a top, that's all). Vendee moans loudly during the entire fuck session, whether from pleasure or pain, we don't know. You're gonna like his butt.
We check back periodically on DuNord and Erichson. They seem to be doing fine. Next, Pat Patrick is hiking along and meets a thirsty bicyclist (Thery Donaldson). Patrick produces a water bottle for his new friend. Once again, the pairing is lopsided, with Patrick, thin and malnourished looking, coupling with the robust, healthy and hunky Donaldson. They waste no time peeling down and getting busy. They trade sucks for a while, then Patrick eats Donaldson's ass. It would appear that Donaldson is not used to being rimmed but is enjoying it ever so well. He looks like a cross between Michael Keaton and David Cassidy. He writhes in pleasure as his butt is eaten. It's a lovely rim shot. Then Donaldson fucks his scrawny water-boy and none too gently. He grinds his dick into the boy's butt repeatedly, picking up the pace, then slowing. He has quite the fuck style, perhaps from lots of practice. The biker and the hiker seem to get along just fine.
Judging the bicycle race are Jean Cadeau and the lovely blond Sebastian Calais. The two grow tired of waiting for incoming bicyclists, so they slip off to a nearby shed to get wild. They do the usual number, trading sucks and rims, before Cadeau plows Calais in the butt. It's a perky little butt, one that hasn't seen too much cock yet, from the sound of Calais' whimpering. These two are a believable match and generate one of the feature's hottest scenes. Maybe we'll see more of this pair in future sequels. I hope so.
DuNord and Erichson are nearing the finish line, with the winner being... DuNord. "I hope you're not a sore loser" he tells the cute little Erichson before fucking him silly. Erichson would have to be a sore loser after taking much of DuNord's dorking. DuNord towers a full foot over his little buddy, with a proportionally large wiener just right for probing Erichson's tiny little butt. Once again, it is the mismatching here that adds to rather than distracts from the overall action. The hotter scenes of the feature bump it out of the filler-o-rama zone into the "check-it-out-when-you-can" district. At least you'll be prepared for the sequel.
- Burny Edmonds
