There are some religious overtones, but the truth is that the communion here refers to the rites of butch leather guys. The men, already more muscular than most small towns, goes into supreme overdrive to paint the picture of shadowy depravity, brought on by their insane desires to please each other. They all share in the spirit, as if putting on a leather harness or codpiece immediately makes them part of Steven Scarborough's artistic and unimaginably hardcore leather ideals. The look of is porn design of the highest degree, but it's minimal and background so as not to overshadow the work, of which this cast should be extremely proud. A few of them doing some of their best work ever.

Over the opening credits, a dark ritual involving hooded monks and all sorts of sorcery occurs, ending in time for Marko Hansom and Nickolay Petrov, clad only in leather harnesses and bikinis, getting the latter sucked by Max Schutler and C.J. Knight respectively. Out from the leather pop two incredible cocks. Slightly bearded C.J. blows Nickolay's amazingly hard uncut cock while adorable brunet Max does the same to big-eared Marko's. Max deep-throats with a wet earnest style while C.J. is all fever-pitch on Nickolay's curved cock. C.J. throws a leg up on a pew and Max is sent over to eat his ass. Still spitting and chasing, Max works the hole wonderfully with his big fearless tongue. Wet and ready C.J.'s ass is first invaded by Nicolay's dick. Nickolay works it in slowly as a gesture of control, but it soon all the way in as Max climbs underneath to blow C.J. Nickolay's hip-swivel and full pulling-out thrusts are most engaging, helped along by C.J.'s ardent moaning. C.J. is on the floor for his second fuck, now taking it from facially shadowed Marko while Nicolay moves over to doing Max doggy. Marko is all strength from the onset while Nickolay does a peppy fast-paced sprint into Max. Max's hole is just tight enough to have Nickolay working extra hard to get through it. It's back to the pews where the tops recline so the bottoms can ride them. Both guys are eager bouncers, neither afraid to take the full length of their tops. Max is the quieter of the two bottoms, but he's revealing one hell of a talent without trying to steal focus. Max cums with Marko all the way inside him, followed by C.J. doing the same (and licking it up like his co-bottom). Marko shoots on Max's chest and then Nickolay has a giant load on C.J.'s torso.

Tall brick shithouse beefcake Francesco D'Macho is made for the leather he's wearing, partnered in his scene with super-handsome Jason Ridge, also in leather, including a hat, and starting the scene by showing off his ample ass. He commands inked Francesco to do the same. Both sport impeccable hairless butts and then Jason tells Francesco to dispense with the codpiece and "show me that dick." Francesco teasingly drools on his own cock and then tells Jason to show his, right before the order to suck his own. Jason tries to, but Francesco keeps pulling his uncut dick away until Jason finally gets it. From there, it's Jason's to worship. It's a mighty thick oak of a cock, but Jason works it as sensually as possible. Francesco starts his sucking of Jason with a big gob of spit and then very smoothly sucks Jason, who is in perpetual grinding motion. Francesco is able to deep-throat Jason during his fitful fussy suckjob. Those asses the boys were so proud of at the beginning return when Francesco takes his spitting act to Jason's hole. Getting Jason very moist, Francesco has a full meal in the gaping hole. With Jason on all-fours, Francesco really opens him up with a scary dildo. Scary is both the size and the amount that fits into Jason! Dildos are fun, but not as fun as Francesco himself, who then crams his personal thickness into Jason's ass. He's off for a fast aching fuck, ramming at Jason with ace momentum. Francesco falls to the floor and rips off his rubber, only to fling his legs in the air so Jason can pound his ass. With their boots shining in the moody lighting, Jason delivers a very deep penetration with the same lusty spirit as his partner. It's a scramble just to stay in position for these two, so desirous of big fucking. Jason parks his hide on Francesco's cock so he can ride him, back to his ultimate comfort zone as a bottom. It doesn't take long for the two to near cum time. Jason drips a load on the dildo and then sits on it again, lubed by his own cum. This incredibly hot sight has Francesco hitting Jason on the cheek with his shot.

The third scene starts with perhaps my favorite image of the entire movie. Picture Steve Cruz in a swing. Steve is, surprisingly, the only genuinely hairy man in the movie (others have some clipped hair here and there), a fuzzy idol, all muscled and inked. His hands are on a bar above his head and his prime ass is seated on leather as the swing spins. In come an immense duo, strapping Matt Cole, so hard his cock enters the frame before he does, and muscle god Vinnie D'Angelo, brandishing a riding crop. A defiant Steve doesn't answer Vinnie's questions, instead panting with animalistic intent. Vinnie works the crop up and down Steve's body, toying especially with the hard cock and hairy hole. As Vinnie plays toying taskmaster, Matt wastes no time in sitting down so he can eat Steve's utterly luscious ass. Thus starts the real sexual groaning from the guys. Matt chews brilliantly, and it helps that the swing pops Steve's butt out in such a way as to beg for it. Matt's whole face is up in Steve's ass, both pieces of anatomy full of moisture. I should point out that the height of the swing is perfect for fucking. It's as if it was placed just so Matt wouldn't have to crouch at all to fuck the stuffing out of super-bottom Steve. The mechanics of the swing are such that Steve can be pulled to Matt, who just has to stand still and let Steve's ass work all the way down his cock. The close-up shots underneath are some of the movie's best, watching Matt just slam his way into Steve's ass, no holds barred. Vinnie also gets to top spinning Steve. He keeps up the brutish momentum Matt started, just plowing Steve, pulling on the swing with such power that Steve is flung all over. I should note that Steve keeps his arms up at the top, letting these guys abuse him as much as they want without any fight at all. The scene is stolen by his unflinching ability to bottom so ferociously. Steve is finally let out of the sling to blow Vinnie, using a lot of spittle and a ton of oomph. Lest we think his ass needs any rest, Matt returns and fucks him with another all-out assault. For an added surprise, Matt is bent over and fucked by Vinnie, still in hyper-drive mode. Vinnie stands imperiously between his bottoms for the finale, which finds Matt cumming on one of his boots, Vinnie into the air and then Steve on the other boot.

Situated in a circle of candles, Francesco returns to the action, this time with boyish-faced muscle hunk Tony Mecelli, who just keeps getting bigger and bigger. There is a good amount of body worship before Francesco goes down on Tony's very long veined cock. And when he goes down, he goes all the way down! Francesco is a tireless sucker, gulping his way down Tony's cock over and over, while keeping his own nice and hard. Tony blows next, but never a world-class oral performer, he does his best when Francesco is in control of his head. Francesco is placed on a leather table so Tony can feed him cock upside down, which he takes with stunning ease (and great gagging effects). Since Francesco is already comfortable on the table, he just flings his legs up and Tony fucks him. Now Tony unleashes some of his power and even if he lacks the chemistry Francesco shared with Jason Ridge in his earlier scene, he's a brutish top who knows how to pummel his hearty beefy bottom. The scene has a nasty edge to it when Francesco continually spits at Tony, who tries to stop him by holding onto his neck. During this, Tony never stops his hard thrusts. Francesco is flipped over and fucked again, Tony still unceasing and digging as deep as he can go. As Tony stands poised at Francesco's face, the former cums and then takes a large blast to the face from Tony.

There has been so much sheer animal energy coursing through "Communion" with so many stunning highlights. How to top that all? How about using two of the director's most dependable guys, filthy pig Kent North and stacked stunner Alex Collack? And how about tossing in majestic Josh Weston as their playmate? Now there's a scene! These three are tied up to various posts as that hooded priest waves incense around them and master Vinnie D'Angelo. Vinnie unties Josh, who is at once impossibly muscled and completely lean. Josh, in buttless chaps, is bowed before the awing sight of tied-up Alex, and then brutish Kent is brought to join him. Finally Alex, whose magnificent abs count as part of his costume, is unshackled and placed before Josh and Kent, exposing his hard cock for them to use. Josh immediately deep-throats with gusto, not waiting a moment to show off the sexual passion for which he's so noted. Kent, of course, is nothing but lust, and he matches Josh deep-throat for deep-throat. The winner here is goateed Alex, who just has to stand and enjoy the two-on-one workout that is so pleasing. When they put aside their competitive streaks to work the dick together, the power is insane. Neither one can be idle, so when one of them is not in control of the cock, he's sucking the other. Alex stands majestically between two wooden poles and just lets the guys go apeshit over his cock. While the sucking is happening, Kent has been spending a lot of time fingering Josh's absolutely 100% prime perfect ass. So, while Josh goes solo on Alex, Kent starts to play harder, using fingers and his tongue. This is no polite rimjob, as Josh roars through his sucking as Kent digs deep into his butt. Josh's mouth never lets go of Alex's dick, not even when they move positions so Kent can force his cock up Josh's ass. And listen to the snarl that comes from Josh when Kent pushes into him and then bounds ahead with a titanic slashing. If it weren't for Alex's cock in his mouth, Josh would be waking all the neighbors. Kent, often the highlight bottom of any video, really plays crusading top here, pinning Josh's arms behind him and going full throttle. Never has Josh been abused so astoundingly well. In a fleet spin, Josh's ass is turned to Alex, who digs into him with the same anger as Kent, though with Alex's inimitable gorgeous style. Josh roars wildly the entire time, even with Kent's cock to keep his mouth full, and his verbal play is really the scene's secret weapon. Kent then takes his rightful place in a sling, his ass totally exposed and ready. Alex munches heatedly, pulling the cheeks apart wide, and this gives his automatic rights to fuck Kent. Alex makes even sling fucking look pretty, and glides into Kent with super-hot grace. Kent is rocked back and forth by Alex's strong motions, all of which find intense Alex buried completely inside Kent. It's then Josh's turn to exact some revenge on Kent, and he does so with the same scorching attitude of the other two tops. Peppery jabbing thrusts force every muscle in Josh's body to work overtime. When Alex disappears to get some dildos, Josh rims Kent and then parks his ass one the big black one all by himself. The amount that shoots up into his ass is nothing short of astounding. Another wowing dildo is shoved deep inside Kent, whose ass Josh licks, filled or not. The shocker is Alex, quietly riding a third dildo while Kent and Josh do the louder flashier work. Josh is bathed in cum by simultaneous shots from Kent and Alex to his beautiful face. Josh has a wild spray to end the scene, ending things with his loud roars, just the way he's controlled the entire sex party.

DVD features (2-disc set): Chapters; cum-shots chapter; highlights chapter; additional scene (a fisting extravaganza offshoot of the finale that truly needs to be seen to be believed); (promo for Mr. S Leather); gallery; trailers ("Full Throttle," "Trunks 3," "Private Lowlife," "Black-N-Blue," "Justice" and "Butch Alley"); and no regional coding (playable worldwide).

A DVD Review by Brent Blue