. Date: November 2nd, 2010
Studio : Falcon / Jocks Studios
Cast: Matthew Rush, Colby Taylor, Matt Skyler, Daniel Montes, Lindon Hawk, Chad Hunt, Brady Martin, Jacob Hall
Director: Chi Chi LaRue
A strong cast heads this well-executed Chi Chi LaRue-helmed porn that narrowly avoids becoming too dialogue-heavy for its own good.
The credits roll over a tabletop with a photo frame displaying the video’s stars, an old 45rpm record and two dollars twenty-five cents. The of these is never explained. (Maybe they were unsold items from the set directorâ€™s garage sale. In addition, there’s also the issue of the model’s “acting” – itâ€™s not bad, itâ€™s just so badly mumbled youâ€™d think that the sound guy was in a K Hole.
I may have missed the finer points of Ready for Moreâ€™s plot, but Little Brother (Lindon Hawk) is visiting Bigger Brother (Colby Taylor) awaiting the arrival of a potential shag. They reminisce about their friends and sexcapades.
Flashback to Chad Hunt (seen wearing specs in a pic but not in the video) asleep in a bed being sneakily uncovered by Little Brother. Before too long we get the usual porn conceit of a sleeping man getting a bj turned on itâ€™s head in a Scream-inspired bit of post-modernism: Chad admits he only pretended to be asleep during it â€“ they only really sleep in â€œcheesy Chi Chi LaRue porno movies.â€ Wow, that messes with my mind. Not that Little Brother gave a shit anyway, Chadâ€™s donger is so big he spends half the time struggling to get it in his mouth and the rest admiring his handiwork in a conveniently located mirror. Luckily heâ€™s also been anally typing so when Chad awakes, groggy, heâ€™s spared too much foreplay. â€œSee how much of my cock you can sit on,â€ Chad commands, whilst waving his industrial-sized appendage. Sounds like a dare to me.
After eighteen minutes of squeaky bedsprings and an arsehole that now resembles the Holland Tunnel, we move onto a workout scene with the incredibly popular Matthew Rush. Matt Sklyer pops in (what, no Gatorade?) and indulges in a bit of muscle worship. These two look genuinely into each other, and there are a few moments of intensely passionate kissing. â€œI want you in my sweaty crotch,â€ Rush pants. Sklyer obliges and also has the honor of playing with Rushâ€™s â€œhot sweaty assâ€ (sweaty being the keyword here). But alas, the star top never gets even a finger up there, so instead we get a quick flip and Matthew is soon pumping away with powertool intensity, sending Sklyerâ€™s baby spew everywhere.
Next up we have a threesome between Little Brother look-alike Jacob Hall (youâ€™ll swear it is Little Brother – maybe his stunt double) and poolboys Daniel Montes and Brady Martin. Thereâ€™s smoke at the beginning of the scene but Iâ€™m not sure if itâ€™s supposed to be representing a fantasy or if the cast were having a Lucky Strike moment off-camera. Anyway, dissolve to the bedroom as Hall chows down on Montesâ€™ mammoth dick whilst Martin sits on the leatherette sofa directing the action. Hall is a dirty bitch and itâ€™s not long before his winking sphincter gets Martin off the sofa to join in the fun, eventually working over his â€œtight assâ€ – which after all the attention it receives is surely just an empty compliment – unless of course he does yoga. They all finish themselves off in a head to toe jerk off session and then itâ€™s back to the plot.
Little Brother heads off for pastures greener leaving Big Brother to have a romantic 1-2-1 (â€œI only wanted youâ€) with slim smooth (bottom, natch) Hall coming back for more. More passionate kissing (sans tongues) later and heâ€™s chomping on Big Brothers Liberty Sausage like thereâ€™s no tomorrow and giving off unconvincing â€œowâ€™sâ€ as fingers are slipped up him. Thirty seconds later and heâ€™s bouncing away on top of it like a whirling dervish. Still, itâ€™s kinda romantic and brought a lump to my throat, and Iâ€™m sure itâ€™ll do the same to you. If not your throat, then at least your pants. Queue a closing mumble about a bracelet thatâ€™s been worn for four years – dirty cow, wash your wrist some time – and the credits roll.
Not one of Chi Chiâ€™s best, but still highly recommended, especially if twentysomethings float your boat. Personally, Iâ€™d have chopped five minutes off each scene and added another, just for good luck.
Length: 753 MiB Duration: 1h 15mn 29s 763ms
Video: MPEG Video at 1 150 Kbps, Aspect: 352 x 240 (1.304) at 29.970 fps
Audio: MPEG Audio at 224 Kbps, Infos: 2 channels, 44.1 KHz
File size: 753.0 MB