As I look back over director Steven Scarborough's 2005 flicks, I can say that I definitely enjoyed them all, but now comes "The Missing," which is quite another story. I think it is as close to porn perfection as a movie can be, with Scarborough (channeling his long-ago self from the thrilling "Abduction" series for Falcon) hitting his zenith here. There is a large cast involved here, but every single man is ideally in tune with the focus of the script and the mood of the sex. It's riveting from beginning to end, acted as splendidly as it is visually rendered and performed with the kind of absolute gusto that can only be found when all the porn planets are in their most proper alignment.

Kent North certainly has it all. He lives in an opulently-furnished home (judging by the bedroom) and has a gorgeous boyfriend whom he loves. He himself is a model of beefy hunkiness. What an ideal life! He is probably a happy accountant who bakes cookies and goes for picnics in the park. Until ...

Kent's boyfriend wakes up to find Kent gone, the window open and a picture of them shattered. Kent is tied up in head-to-toe leather and hauled out of his house by two masked men and dumped into the trunk of a car. I have a feeling the accountant and cookie-baker I'm assuming is in for a heaping lot of trouble.

Masked, Kent wakes up to hear the sounds of piggish sex. He can only see through the eye slits in his mask as Rod Barry holds his head up. What he sees right in front of him is hairy-chested shaved-headed dreamboat Shane Rollins standing there with a massive hardon. Rod takes off the mask, telling Kent not to say anything, but Shane doesn't give him a chance, shoving his hard dick into his throat for Kent to suck. In the foreground, Kent sucks with total force while a harnessed handsome Trevor Knight fucks the bejeepers out of collared boyish Dean Tucker, who is also gorging himself on the very tattooed sinister looking Nick Piston. Shane sits on Kent's face to get rimmed, choking on Rod's dick. The mood of the scene seems to spring from Trevor's punishing fuck, which is the kind that doesn't give the bottom a moment of relief, just a crashing series of full-bang volleys. Kent doesn't have much choice but to eat Shane fully (and why would he not want to?) since he's still in the leather body bag. Shane's ass and Rod's dick are beautiful pieces, so Kent takes to the forced orality with instant welcome. Meanwhile, bottom boy Dean is sure proving his stuff keeping Nick's fatness way in his mouth as Trevor continues his unceasing fuck. Animal-man Kent is released from the bag, but he doesn't release his strong tongue from Shane's ass. The men move around so that Kent now has Rod's butt to lick, into which he tears with ferocity, and Trevor does the same to Shane. The sounds of sex are loud, and they are real. Kent is even given some pleasure passively when Nick blows him. Dean's deep-throat of Trevor is astounding.

Kent is put on all-fours on a bench as the guys line up behind him. First up is the tireless Trevor, who of course takes the manly bottom with great spirit. Wincing himself into a tense ball, Rod goes next, spitting at his bottom for extra measure. Big-dicked Shane is next, socking it to Kent, who, as big and beefy as he is, is the perfect candidate for a snarling gang-bang like this. He won't be crying uncle, but he may tire out his tops. Nick follows, causing Nick to roar and sweat, but his throbbing dick shows that he's enjoying this series of assaults. Trevor goes back, tearing Kent up with freaky speed, challenging him after all these guys have been in and out, but Kent still doesn't give up. Rod goes again and Shane goes again. No one in the room seems at all close to finishing! So, Rod takes a third trip into the magnificent Kent, followed by a sock from Nick and another from Trevor. It's Trevor from the beginning to the end of this amazing scene who makes this sensational. After everyone has gone in and out what seems like 10 times, Trevor starts the cum sprays on Kent's back. After he releases, Nick moves into his place and does the same.

However, the scene doesn't end here. In a clever decision from Scarborough, he brings back Dean, the polar opposite of Kent's roaring challenging bottom, and has him sit on Rod's dick. Within seconds, he's not only riding Rod but also taking it hard from Trevor, who plows into him with such determination and speed that he might not know there's another dick in his bottom! Trevor and Dean kiss as the fucking goes on, a sure sign that they are both enraptured. If furry-chested Dean hasn't had enough, he gets Rod solo, with the two of them co-producing a grand sit-fuck that finds both active partners. Trevor has moved on to fucking Shane, smiling as he's splayed. Kent is getting a sucking from Nick, having turned into one of his captors by viciously spitting on Nick and forcing him on his cock. The centerpiece once again is spirited Dean, doing so well on the always-demanding Rod. Kent sprays a shot all over Nick's face, Shane shoots with Trevor still fucking him, which causes an immediate cum blast from Trevor (his second). Nick, his face still coating with Kent's jism, rattles one off to Kent's waiting mug and still the scene continues! The men cradle Dean in their arms as Rod, looking delightfully crazed, fucks him with a massive black dildo. This gets Dean shooting and his beaming look at the end of the scene shows that he knows he's done well. More than done well, he's stolen the damn thing, and from a bunch of notable pros! In comes apron-clad Warren Lord, interrupting the heated afterglow with a crack of his whip, telling Kent to put on a leather jock, now begging to be his slave.

Okay, after that scene, even I needed a breather. Only one scene into the film and already it's exhausting and thrilling. How can such a scene be topped? No time for questions as the next scene starts.

Strapped to a cross and spun to the point that would have most heaving is Jason Ridge, his head nearly shaved and his beautiful body pulled tight on this cross. He's bellowing at bearded Kirk Ziegler, whose chiseled physique is almost unrivaled here, to stay away from him, but strapped to the cross, there isn't really any way he can call the shots. Kirk's only bows to the pretty-boy are some masculine kisses, but otherwise, he's all business, grabbing hard for Jason's crotch and then forcing Jason to suck him. Jason works extra hard on Kirk's heavily veined uncut cock, and looks up at Kirk constantly for approval. Kirk forces Jason's head on him, so I can't see that Kirk is complaining. Deep-throating a curved dick like this is for the big boys and I don't know that I've ever seen Jason Ridge work as hard as he does here to chug cock. Kirk then plays with Jason's ass, licking the hole between the bubbles of perfection, and doing so with supreme animation. He uses his whole face, so that his beard has to be tickling the deep hole. When Kirk has had enough of the oral prep, he slams his dick into Jason. It fits every so snuggly, and Kirk starts off with a slow hip-grinding fuck, completely the opposite of the rabid possessed fucking that the first scene contained. But, that doesn't last long and he soon has Jason holding onto the table tightly so as not to go flying off it as he hits him harder and harder. Kirk does take moments to slow things down again, but Jason can't get used to these moments of false security because the big-and-bad fucker in Kirk comes back with vengeance as soon as Jason looks too complacent. A switch to sideways allows Kirk a little more nastiness, rocking Jason on the table with his power thrusts. Kirk slams at Jason until the bottom has cum all over his oiled abs and then Kirk pulls out for a sloppy shot all over Jason's tight balls. In answer to my breathless question above, the first scene doesn't need to be topped. Instead, the story moves in a different direction completely and wows in that sphere as well.

Warren and unbelievably muscular Tony Mecelli are eating dinner over a glass table that contains cramped slaves Kent, Martin Mazza and Antonio Roca, kissing and cavorting for the others to watch while they devour poultry with their hands, as if utensils haven't found their way to this lair yet. Warren even tosses some into the pit for the slaves to eat like greedy pigs. Strapping Aussie Kent tries to curry favor with the boss by licking his boot, but Warren is soon called away. So, brunet Tony takes advantage of alone time with the slaves. He unleashes them, forcing Martin into an armpit while Antonio takes a boot and lucky Kent the whopper cock. Tony is packing serious meat there, and Kent's deep-throat is eye-popping. Antonio, a paragraph tattooed on his back, his adhering his succulent lips to Tony's boot without complaint. Warren returns to fit Kent with a straightjacket (albeit a stylish one) and take him heaven knows where, leaving Tony with Antonio and Martin. Tony orders them to double-team his cock, with Martin picking up bravely where Kent left off. He is also able to gobble up the entire piece. These two slaves must have attended master appreciation classes, because they sure as hell know how to work together in keeping Tony nice and hard. Not only are both deep-throat aces, but they share with seeming admiration for the other's talents. Tony is then seated comfortably in a chair with Antonio riding his cock. This fit is even better, with Antonio riding the piece all the way to the bottom, Martin at their feet watching with bug eyes. He's getting a great show, for Antonio keeps the sizey dick completely buried in his ass with big riding. Martin gets his turn next, taking it bent over from Tony while the bottom also sucks Antonio's dick. Martin's bulbous cheeks fit Tony just so, a bit tighter than Antonio, but that makes Tony work harder. That means the viewer is treated to all of his muscles working overtime to help the fuck. Tony stands between the men, all three pumping hard for cum-shot time, but allowing master Tony to shoot on Antonio's chest first, leaving some drippings for Martin. The two slaves have wonderful shots of their own. "Alright, back in the cage," Tony orders and locks the two men in the tastefully appointed table cell.

"You're trouble, you are!" Warren chides Kent before tossing him into a solitary cell. One slave has to cool his heels, but that doesn't mean the others are off the hook. Martin returns for the next scene, blowing scruffy Matt Majors through the bars of his little cell. Hairy-chested glam-hunk Jed Willcox is tied up until shaved-headed Marco Paris, looking more superbly buff than ever, arrives to start mastering him. Marco starts nastily punching Jed's back and then slapping his buns. Marco seems to be taking his tasks eerily seriously, but Jed's butt is delicious, so slapping it into readiness is just fine. Meanwhile, Martin is once again deploying his big lips and wowing mouth on Matt's incredibly thick cock. Once again, Martin astounds with a how'd-he-do-that? deep-throat. Marco finally unleashes his cock and has Jed suck it. The truly beautiful Jed looks even hotter with Marco's uncut cock in his mouth, and he does well with it, even with the grand competition of Martin just feet away. By the way, Martin manages this blowjob with the use of his hands. Marco, a stalwart porn performer for more years than I can count, who just keeps getting better and better, has a great time force-feeding his dick to wanting Jed. Marco and Matt reward their slaves with anal attentions. While Marco rims Jed, Matt moves right onto fucking Martin. Changing between sideways and missionary (with Martin's leg between them in a tough position), Matt churns his entire cock into Martin. It's not quite the assault he got from Tony previously, but it's a strong cock invading his hole and he takes it wonderfully. Marco spends lavishing time dripping buckets of spit into Jed's ass and chasing it with his tongue. And just when the scene looks almost tame (as if that's possible in this story), three of the guys get in a sideways fuck-chain. Martin is at the front blowing Jed, who is being fucked by Marco, doing double duty as his top and Matt's bottom. Marco is the real energy of the scene here, knowing his place as the center boy is to keep everyone happy. He lets Matt stay still in his ass as he grinds back and forth as top and bottom. Marco and Martin do some sit-fucking, Marco on Matt and Martin on Jed. Marco's astounding self-skewering on Matt's humongous dick is gorgeous to watch, especially with this confident speed he uses. Marco moves to active topping, fucking a bent-in-half Jed with nimble authority as Martin and Matt watch in appreciation. Marco only undoes himself from this position to let Matt take over, meaning that Jed gets some of Matt's hugeness all to himself. The two alternate, with Jed a model of bottoming calm as they demand much of him. Matt reverses himself so that he's facing away from Jed, who sprinkles a cum blast down to his own face. That doesn't mean the tops are done, because Marco goes back inside the roomy butt and then he and Matt stand over Jed's ass (still in the air) and let loose. Even Martin gets to cum and at some point I suppose Jed is allowed to unroll from his uncomfortable, though brave, position. He is, but only so he can be locked in the cage with Martin.

Brunet sexpot Enzo Grimaldi is splayed on a leather bed, with tough Nick Piston, in red leather up top and black leather below taking a riding crop to his ass. In the corner of the room, Kent sucks returning champion Trevor through a hole in his chamber. Euro stud Enzo tells Nick he's allowed to do whatever he wants, with Nick noting that he intends to fuck it. First, however, he smacks it into heated redness as pale Enzo squirms on the bed. Trevor unlocks Enzo's arms, but only so he can force his head onto his truly enormous cock. Nick, still wearing his leather harness from the first scene, seems quite pleased with Enzo's sucking, which manages to be very pretty and strangely effortless even as it hits full deep-throat. The ability to slurp down a massive piece of meat like this without any noise is a mark of astounding talent. The double-digit cock gets rammed down his face in a knowing face-fuck from its owner, but still Enzo conquers it. Nick wants in on the action, so he lets Enzo's feet loose and the two guys stand at his face (atop a perfectly manicured massive muscular chest) to get sucked. Enzo continues his sterling suckjobs, easily going back between Trevor's cock (the largest in a film full of giant ones) and Nick's fat hardening piece. It would be impossible for the dreamy so-so hot Enzo to look better than he does with two dicks fighting for his mouth space. Hmmm, I might have to rethink that, because next up is Enzo on his side, still taking Nick contentedly, with Trevor now going wild in his ass. This manliest of men doesn't move an inch as Trevor gives him his best, and all the way down to the balls. Nick gets to slam at him as well, doing so with a good rhythm as he sucks on Trevor while doing it. Nick has been waiting since the beginning of the scene for this and he doesn't look at all disappointed by the bounty of Enzo's ass. Of course, Trevor's dick in one's mouth for inspiration can't hurt either. Trevor is flat on the bed when it's cum time, popping a giant shot in slow-motion with Enzo licking his thigh and Nick sitting on his face. Nick roars off a blast on Trevor's chest, but slave Enzo doesn't get a chance to finish.

The final images show Kent unhappily stewing in his cell, with his boyfriend taping up missing-person signs to telephone poles. I smell sequel, and not only from the plot. The greatest attribute of "The Missing" is its delight to three senses, smell included (if I could reach out and touch any of the models, I wouldn't be typing this, that I guarantee). Yes, you can smell the leather on these guys. You can smell their sweat and their cum. That's how vivid this film is. Visually, of course it's appealing and the hot sounds of piggish sex are a boon to the proceedings. But, I swear I could smell the action as well. That may be because I wanted so desperately to be a part of what I was watching, so searing to behold. Director Steven Scarborough hasn't invented anything new by placing his scenes in the confines of a master-slave leather world, but what he has done is to keep the sex feeling like a part of that world at all times. In none of the above scenes do the models ever slip into anything more casual. The feeling is of a scary chamber at all times and it never abates. For so many people to be on the same wavelength for so much movie time makes it all click perfectly. Such is "The Missing" in a nutshell: perfection.

DVD features (2-disc set): Chapters; cum-shots chapter; fuck compilation; gallery; additional scene (fisting expert Rik Jammer is paired with tattooed hairy stud Chuck DiRocco where he first gets his all-knowing ass licked with major spark by Chuck and then fisted; Chuck knows he has the ultimate pro at the end of his hands, and he exploits Rik's ass for all it can deliver before fucking the abused ass); trailers ("Mischief," "Ram Tough" and "Skuff 3: Downright Wrong"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).

A DVD Review by Brent Blue

Steven Scarborough's The Missing is yet another four-star achievement by Hot House Entertainment. Excellent production and enthusiastic performances blend to make this video the classiest and hottest leather and bondage fantasy of the year.

The plot is minimal and involves Kent North being abducted from his love nest in the middle of the night. After his lover discovers him missing, we see that North has been taken to a holding cell with other abductees Nick Piston, Rod Barry, Shane Rollins, Trevor Knight and Dean Tucker.

North is cocooned in a leather restraint and gets face-fucked by Rollins. Barry then shoves North's face into Rollins' squatting ass. In the background, Knight sticks his 11-incher up Tucker's pucker while Tuck sucks Piston. After some oral switch-offs, North takes to his knees and is fucked twice by each of the others. The verbal abuse and anal assaults leave North exhausted, but still screaming for more.

Barry and Piston empty loads onto North's back. The collared Tucker returns, and Barry and Knight do a dirty double-penetration on his ass, with Knight creating the most friction. The six pair off, and North jacks his load into Piston's face. Rollins empties his balls while Knight jabs him from behind. Knight immediately pulls out and works out gushers of cum. His jizz shoots up Rollins' back, then rolls down over his round buns for the best cummer of the scene. After the others finish, abductor Warren Lord appears. Impressed with North's insatiety, he orders North to be his slave.

In the next scene, Kirk Zeigler has Jason Ridge tied to a rotating St. Andrew's cross. After several spins of the wheel, Zeigler releases the butch-bottom Ridge. Ridge drools copiously while sucking Zeigler's uncut cock. After a long, slow poke in the rear, Zeigler flips Ridge onto his back and gives him a butt-bruising bang that has Ridge begging him to fuck the cum out of him. Ridge spits out a couple of thick globs onto his abs, and Zeigler shoots a thick streamer that lands perfectly across Ridge's taint, abs and tied up ballsac.

Meanwhile, Lord and his lover, Tony Mecelli, are eating a nice dinner in a dining room that couldn't have been appointed as well if Martha Stewart had designed it herself. Underneath the lovely glass-topped table setting is a cage holding North, Martin Mazza and Antonio Roca, who beg for table scraps. Lord leaves, and Mecelli is left with North, Mazza and Roca for dessert.

The square-jawed, pouty-lipped Mecelli gets his pits, cock and boots licked by the threesome until Lord returns and takes North away in a straightjacket. Roca sits on Mecelli's canoli and bounces up and down to his heart's content with his boner flopping this way and that the whole time. Then the soul-patched Mazza gets fucked by Mecelli. Mecelli is a low-power top who has enough cum to shoot on both Mazza's and Roca's chests. Mazza's dickhead is so perfect that it looks like his cock is wearing a backwards baseball cap, and he lands the classiest dripper of the bunch.

The next group scene is my favorite and features Mazza, Matt Majors, Marco Paris and Jed Willcox. First Mazza's lips massage the length of Majors' impressive tool, and Willcox gives Paris' thin, tight foreskin something to write home about. After Mazza is slow-fucked into ecstasy by Majors, Willcox, Paris and Majors get on their sides for a three-way fuck. Paris is in the middle, and director Scarborough masterfully captures every erotic detail here. With Paris fucking Willcox while at the same time getting boned by Majors, we see glimpses of their faces in rapture while their three hips grind with symphonic majesty. Mazza completes the four-way by sucking Willcox.

Then they pair off in reverse straddles so that all the performers' faces and crotches are toward the camera. Paris and Majors then tag-team Willcox, who ends up on his shoulders and cums into his own face. Paris, who is one of today's best versatile performers, gets off what is not only the best cumshot of the movie but is one of the best of the year! What at first appears to be a long, impressive drooler, turns into a long series of magnificent three-foot shooters onto and over Willcox. Mazza and Majors follow with drippers to end the sequence.

Scene five features Enzo Grimaldi along with Piston and Knight, and a riding crop. After a spanking, Grimaldi gets fucked by both studs, and Piston ends up sitting on Knight's face. Of interest here is Knight's cum shot, which starts out as a major sprinkler and ends with a surprising pop-shot droplet that flies straight up in the air.

This last scene is found only on the second disc of the two-disc director's cut. Other extras in this package include a bonus fisting scene featuring Rik Jammer and Chuck DiRocco. DiRocco is a dirty-talking, nasty fucker who gives Jammer's ass all the abuse it deserves and who ends the scene with a huge, all-direction sprayer. Other bonuses are the cumshot compilation and Hot House's trademark Hot Fuck compilation.

This is a topnotch leather video, and it's made with care so that even the most vanilla-oriented will feel comfortable viewing it over and over.

- Matt Woods