Studio: Dark Alley Media
Perhaps u watch a porn flick called Gaytanamo and await it to be a spoof of a concurrent political situation. But, do not be fooled by the gimmick of a title. Its merely a hook. Inside is a sprawling cavalcade of earnest and gripping sex. There is a plot and there is even a message (not to mention the blissful sounds of Shostakovich played at appropriate moments), but director Matthias von Fistenberg and cohort writer Owen Hawk are damn clever guys. The message is carefully obscured in their own devilish brand of seedy hardcore sex. The sex scenes are allowed to exist on their own out of intrusion, which is important in a piece like this. The social and political aspects of this engrossing film are of course evident and stylish, but it is von Fistenbergs way of portraying grimy raunchy splendor that makes this one such a winner in my book. In fact, there are 3 consecutive sex scenes that have no dialogue betwixt em. Though there are things lurking and slyly smirking in the background, it is the upfront sex that captivates with a str8 unflinching face.
After the credits flash, 3 fellows clothed in fatigues and masks appear on a rooftop and set their sights on a lone figure walking underneath. Its the guy they have been seeking, but there is a hitch: the target has a bomb in his backpack! The target, Danny Fox, is plucked from the road to no ones knowledge but a stray cat, into a van, his arms and legs are bound up in enormous tape and he is gagged as the music swirls to an amazing crescendo.
Now the enjoyment starts. Danny is next seen in a dank secluded room that looks like one of these castigation cells in American movie scenes of the 1980s where the Soviets were so amoral they would not allow proper electrical work. Danny is alone with Violator (a large hulking guy with large tats and a nose ring), who accuses him of being the head of a terrorist ring that guy has been after for ten years. If the harsh spotlight and slapping do not acquire Danny to speak, perhaps a choice line like u terrorist scum, u make me sicker than grandpas crust dark hole will. If Owen Hawk were a writer for the government instead of Dark Alley, the Branch Davidians might have been saved all these countless hours of Nancy Sinatra. Danny protests that he is merely a German tourist, so Violator tosses a punch right into his marvelous face and the scene ends.
Its decided by Violator that Danny might respond not to regular methods of castigation, but to witnessing a blatant gay display. His peppy comrade, Owen Hawk, bounds off to comply. Danny has to see on a monitor (and a diminutive one, can not they afford a 40-inch flat-screen so they can actually show off?) and if Danny dares to resist, Owen threatens to staple his eyelids open!
You watch, fastened up or not, u would not have to me to see any Owen Hawk scene. Looking extremely buff and butch, the bearded hunk copulates desirous brunet Dominik Rider. There are no pleasantries here either. This is Gaytanamo after all, so Owen begins with a harsh insertion and then roars along with a beefy pushy fuck, with Dominik begging and pulling at Owens teats. Note here that Owen is holding Dannys face in place to see the scene (his own) and Danny is even wanking his own hard jock. Well, a admirable permeating fuck with a super ready bottom should do that to anyone with even a hardly any of his senses left. Owen goes from lengthy brutal plunges to springy jackrabbit moves in mere seconds, keeping his bottom guessing and in seemingly complete rapture. Without any ado, Owen pulls out and eats Dominiks wazoo. Its perfectly bald and palatable, and therefore it is solely moments in advance of Owen is fucking it once more, this time using the same excitement doggy. Dominik then acquires it flat on his abdomen, Owen still totally corporalist in his hip-swiveling zest. As if Dominik hasnt proven how valuable a bottom that guy is, that guy then rides Owen, cruising down to Owens greatly full balls at top speed. Dominik cums with Owen thrusting up into him, but Owen isnt done with him yet. He has Dominik one as well as the other blow and rim him. Dominik does great work with Owens world-class arse, and the reverse order of the scene is yet some other sly treat. Before we even watch Owen cum, Danny does so watching the movie scene, with his head no longer held in place. Owen lastly cums for Dominik with a large splatter. A kiss betwixt Owen and Domink ends their scene. Has it worked for Danny?
Not actually. Danny, a charming stud with short Mohawky hair and a very taut body of iron, is still bound to the chair, cum on his chiseled abs, not speaking. Violator slaps him around and questions him, even pointing a gun at his balls, fearsome to blow em off, but still Danny denies the charges. I have to say, either Violator is a great Method actor or he is been throughout this entire castigation routine in advance of, cuz he is cold-blooded to Danny. Its very real and Danny reacts to it with gritted teeth and a of his own. The interplay betwixt those 2 is exciting rather than goofy. Things take a very scary turn when Violator pounds at Dannys open booty and balls with the blunt end of a rope, reminiscent of the Daniel Craigs Casino Royale travail ( hxxp://CasinoRoyaleMovie ). The scene dares the viewer not to flinch at this maniacal display. Still Danny doesnt speak.
If u were perhaps unaware of the political machinations of the director and writer, a handy prop that Owen has to read describing a that will have Danny hallucinating removes any lingering suspicions. It just happens that we have a supply of it in the stockroom Owen notes so now Violator has some other means of wearing down Danny. It is down Dannys mouth in a savage manner and this chab passes out.
What does this chab watch? Not everything related to his accused career or his captivity. Nope, that guy sees Tony Diamonds unbelievably biggest dick being downed by sinfully cute red head Tim Rusty. Mocha-skinned Tony, sporting a chain around his neck, has greater quantity to suggest than just an eye-popping ramrod, but where Tim is anxious, that is all that matters. Opening as wide as his throat will allow, that guy shows himself no leniency in trying to take it all. Again, though there is a moral in this story, the director is careful to keep it in it is place, finding ways to make the sex comfortable. Here, it is a fantasy, so why shouldnt it be hearty and inspiring? Tim is placed upside down so Tony can eat his arse, which this chab does with lots of spirit. Tims a-hole, looking edible in just a jockstrap, is pointed at Tony so this chab can jam his tongue into it. The close-up camerawork not quite follows Tonys tongue into the depths of the gap. When Tony lastly bonks Tim, this chab proves himself to be a show off with the talent to back it up. Tony knows that guy has total access to Tims experienced aperture and that guy stuffs his jock in totally, going at him with porn star pep and vigor. His own jock is large, but not as large as a dark sex toy Tony produces and continues to fit into Tims welcoming booty. It slips in with such ease! The surprise of the scene then finds super-bottom Tim fucking Tony! Tim turns out to be quite a assured top and Tony wears an heavy smile. Tim rams at Tony with nearly bold speed, equally potent with Tony on all-fours and on his back. In the latter position, Tim arches all the way back and let us his jock do all the work. The classical music is back as Danny stirs from his constrained delirium.
However, that guy hasnt absolutely gotten the , previously tested merely on goats, out of his system. Theres greater amount dream ahead for him. The next scene is shrouded in darkness. The solely light is on a throat engulfing a ramrod throughout a brilliance gap. The Prince Albert on the dong, the breathtaking bald body and then the entreating accented voice mean Matthias von Fistenberg is in now front of the camera. Sucking him is Demetrius, a tattooed muscle lad with a lusty face hole. Matthias has his chunky dong stuffed into a cockring so it is up front and willing for Demetrius gaping deep-throat. More light is allowed into the scene as shaved-headed Demetrius receives to watch his partner, who solely allows Demetrius off his jock when this guy craves to spit into his face hole. There are moments when Matthias pulls his wang out, but Demetrius follows it with absolute devotion, not wanting to be out of it. His bearded face meets Matthias balls at each drink. Demetrius, whose very hawt tattoos look outstanding beneath the reddish lighting, then eats Matthias butt until the masters eyes roll back in his head. With a slap of the hand and some spit as a lead-in, Matthias, an ass-man if ever there was one, then goes orally diving into Demetrius gazoo. His own bearded face meets the bald a-hole, which this chab pries open with his hands and tongue. He has a lip-smacking wonderful time of it, literally. Matthias too doesnt neglect the grizzled Demetrius sizey uncut rod, giving it a valuable oral job. There is bountiful chemistry betwixt those 2, but it reaches a fever pitch the 1st time Matthias rams his shlong into Demetrius arse. This is a gap so willing it points outward, and Matthias is able to punch-fuck it with his weenie, still wearing his piercing. Demetrius does have that truly bulky penis and Matthias is likewise a sterling bottom, so they do flip-flop with outstanding results. Demetrius jams into Matthias with rather angry and keeps cramming in that whole jock over and over. Its a fast and permeating fuck, looking sublime below the careful lighting and taut photography. After all the gripping fucking, Demetrius takes a cum-shot to the tongue and proceeds engulfing the penis (it doesnt belong to Matthias, but this is a dream, so why does it have to be linear?). Matthias nibbles at Demetrius a-hole to receive him to cum, but really ends up shooting 1st in advance of Demetrius finishes with a dazzler.
Thankfully for us, that is still very much at work on Danny, and this time this chab really has a dream with some root in his situation, coz it involves captor Owen. This time, the guy is coupled with lean Ja Tyler. Sporting a bit of hair on his chin and a gold chain, Ja is an desirous blowjob receptacle for Owens rod. The 2 are perched on a landing, and the camera spends a lot of time beneath the act, which means one as well as the other cocks can be on display jointly. Owen then blows Jas thick piece. Ja is a tad remote, especially receiving such a warm and spot-on oral-sex, but it doesnt stop Owen from chowing down with all his considerable ability. Ja is then turned around so Owen can fuck him. Their position on high allows for greater quantity of that interesting angle work. More standard angles arent forgotten, but none obscure the easygoing gratifying fuck. Owen is greater amount relaxed here than in his previous scene, and Ja doesnt appear to be the begging sort. They move around the set, but Owen keeps up his lovely rhythm no matter where they are. Ja acquires to ride Owen, displaying a bit of ball cream, but surrounded by a team of boys with wattage to spare, he is out of place. Ja returns to an extended oral-job on Owen previous to squatting down on Owens wang anew and bouncing. Owen hasnt had Ja on his back yet, so they go that route until Owen creams right on Jas tightened aperture.
There may be a problem. There is no bomb in Dannys backpack. However, Violator isnt convinced Danny is blameless. He has Danny tossed into a cell with beautiful chap brunet Sebastian Cruz. Danny, his bright blue eyes piercing the darkness of his cell and his large lips open just an enticing crack, just now seizes upon Sebastians hard shlong and that guy blows his cellmate. Sebastian has a lengthy distinguished dick and after expecting the whole film, it is a treat to watch Danny at work on it. He just now takes control of the scene, parking his hand and face hole on Sebastians knob and engulfing with rock hard intent. The lighting has at no time been as dim as it is here, to the point that Sebastians face is barely noticeable, so no thing takes away from the focus on Dannys neck-snapping speedy engulfing. The merely time the camera even moves away is to show Dannys own beefy member hard and awaiting. Sebastian coos as Danny corkscrews with his wang, tugging at it so violently as this chab sucks that Sebastian appears to be about to explode. Dannys booty looks particularly bubbly with the purposeful lighting, so when this guy stands against the wall, it is the recent center of the scene. Sebastian takes some time to play with it, tease that that guy is! They happen to have a ladder in their cell, so Danny can mount a rung and Sebastian can fuck him. Suddenly the light turns up and we receive to watch Sebastians whole schlong slip into Dannys wazoo. With Danny poking backwards slightly, and full of wish, Sebastians job is a piece of cake. Dannys magnetism is so noticeable, and this chab has a great sense of how to position himself for maximum effect. As for Sebastian, he is solely asked to keep up a nicely violent rhythm and acquits himself very well. This is Dannys scene, no doubt about it. Even when Sebastian acquires manic and goes slamming up into Danny with such that the sounds of butt pounding echo through the set, it is Dannys game. Danny is poked to the floor so Sebastian can work downward at him, and this rather quickly acquires the top to spew large all over Dannys back.
So, yeah, Gaytanamo is political and von Fistenberg has made his point. And, to his credit, there was no attempt to obscure the pornographic vision here: Its coarse and tumble, hawt and robust, with Danny Fox a breathtaking little number just expecting for a mammoth star turn. The sex is the actual point, as far as I can tell. Any messages taken away -- political, social or raunchy -- are fine for the film, I say. But, ultimately, Gaytanamo is scorching porn to the core.
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