This is a compilation of some of the more popular early couplings of a production company that got its start on the Internet and has been one of the most successful in portraying unabashed sex among gay, and identity-struggling, twinks who happen to be cute, hung and hanging out in South Florida. Except for one of these guys, none appears to have been in any other flick (except ones from Miami Studios), but what we see here is good enough for an overview of the genre, especially one in which the director's instructions are always prominent. He carries on conversations with the guys before, during and after sex, and has a slightly (well, overtly) Howard Stern-like voice. Still, the guys seem to enjoy themselves for the most part, and in two or three cases, we have appearances by guys who could very well have gone on to be major porn stars.

The whole thing's narrated by Levi Brock, an almost-too-adorable sailor boy (yeah, sure), who tells us the tales of how each of four couples and one trio got together. He introduces each segment in more breathless tones than the previous one, stripping and eventually jerking off completely for our pleasure. He is apparently the star of more Miami videos than any other guy, and you can see why immediately. Even those into chubby bears would want to take this one home and hide him from everyone else.

First up: Jackson Reeves, a college type brunet, and Brian Carlin, one of a pair of crew-cut blond Marine cousins whose popularity helped launch Miami Studios (the other, Eric Carlin, is in the second scene). Jackson, who is gay, is here to teach Brian how to suck cock -- he's not gay, just needs the money. Brian is as cute as a monkey-faced hick-boy can be -- and he's got a kick-ass slim body with great abs, and a nice, thick, cock sticking out of an appreciably natural bush. They undress in bed with some inane mumbling as the director tells them what to do, which begins with Jackson giving Brian's semi-limp pecker some oral exercise, which promptly results in Brian getting a thick stiffie. Jackson is a great cocksucker and the slurping is genuine, but it takes a while for Brian to get that oh-my-gosh-what-am-I-doing? look off his face, but he warms up when Jackson spends some time eating his hairy balls. Brian then makes his first pass at sucking cock, which he performs gingerly at first, choking on public hair and uttering some silly stuff before he gets more serious. He does a fairly decent job of either liking it or faking it until the action cuts to him jerking off over Jackson's face, which brings a suitable response from Jackson's cock. The session ends with a very funny line from the director, and then Levi comes on to announce that Brian is now 22 and is getting out of the Marines. Follow that tank!

Levi introduces Eric Carlin, who is a more mature dead-ringer for Brian, and Toby, who is a very handsome young-looking dark-haired preppy. Eric, who is supposed to be sucking cock for the first time as well, drops to his knees in a patio setting and immediately starts to work on Toby's tool, bringing the much smaller guy to full erection before they start to kiss and Toby takes over completely. They move inside where it turns into a worshipping session, nicely filmed and edited to show Toby making love to what Levi has told us is Eric's nickname, "Banana Dick." Toby eventually slips a green condom on the prize and gets on all-fours for a vigorous fuck which ends in Toby cumming on the sheets. Eric reclines and spills a monstrous load as Toby encourages it with quick licks in a great slo-mo close-up. They kiss and Eric allows that it was "fucking great." (Brian and Eric went on to do some more videos and photosets for Miami Studios and one or two vids for a cross-town outfit, JerkOffBoys.com, before disappearing. However, Eric might be the one you would want in your closet judging from his only "outside appearance" in a sensationally lustful three-way with Chris Young and Paul Morgan in the awfully named "Homo Patrol." Levi tells us he, too, is soon to exit the Marines and head to college in Pennsylvania, for all you Keystone homo patrol guys out there.)

Three skinny sandy-haired twinks -- Peter, Zachary and Kyle -- are sunning and jerking off around the director's pool. All three are cute, one seems to be gay, and they have a sweet old time fooling around. Curly-haired Peter -- who looks like a 70s rock singer -- cums first. Straight-haired Kyle needs help so Zachary provides it orally. They eventually get into a three-way of sorts. It's short, sweet and cute.

Two very good-looking guys -- dark-haired sultry-faced Tyler and his sandy-haired puppy-faced boyfriend Corey -- are out by the pool getting it on. It's supposed to be Corey's first time bottoming, so he starts off by sucking Tyler's rather humongous cock (both kids are strippers in Ft. Lauderdale and are small, tightly-built swimmer types, but have huge dicks). Tyler returns the favor, then Corey rims his ass in the pool -- nicely done and filmed. Corey finger-fucks him gently before they move inside where Tyler lubes up his fingers and Corey's butt for a try at penetration. Doesn't even get as far as sticking the cock in -- Corey chickens out, they go back to the pool and jerk off. (It's a shame -- these two are a very hot couple, and it would have been nice to see a wall-to-wall fuck-fest.)

We do get a fuck-fest in the last scene, which features what might seem to be an odd match, but turns out to be extremely hot. Bleached-blond Dylan Young comes into the room of long-haired surfer dude Tommy Hugo and they immediately tear each other apart. Dylan, who resembles all the little blond beach boys types from Corey Monroe to Christian Taylor, is more than enough of a match for Tommy, who comes as close to looking like a twin of porn legend Kip Noll as anyone I've ever seen (except for his long, pony-tailed, straight hair). They kiss, and suck before Dylan eases himself back on Tommy's tool for what is supposed to be his first fuck. Well, believe what you will, it's a sweet, hot scene, and Dylan's cum-shot -- up close, red tipped head oozing sweet boy juice, brings a sweet "Oh, Dylan," from Tommy, who then spills a nice gushy load as Dylan moans, "Oh, Tommy." Oh, cute. At least we never hear the director in this one.

Levi comes back on to nut for us with director's instructions before he gives the commercial. There are some short trailers of other videos at the end, a good gallery and the usual chapter index on this DVD which gets a thumbs-up for its fairly "historic" value (the Carlin boys) and some good sex among fresh-faced and big-dicked guys.

A DVD Review by Bo Cham