Release Year: 2006
Studio: All Worlds Video
Cast: Arpad Miklos, Derrick Hanson, Derrick Vinyard, Jamie Donovan, Kevin Brown, Luca DiCorso, Manuel Torres, Zackary Pierce, Billy Masters, Bruce Vilanch, Chi Chi LaRue
Fucking with the Stars" fares less well as a send-up of the similarly-named TV show than as an opportunity for Coco LaChine and Chi Chi LaRue to do their comic turns. LaChine and crew go for absolute broke and end up being as much a part of the joy as the actual fucking. As far as prizes go, a plump, silver spray-painted marital-device that's studded with gewgaws may not be worth coveting. But the notoriety that comes along with being crowned star fucker is some other matter.
Four porn stars are coupled with a counterpart. Here is where the "Dancing with the Stars" tie-in doesn't quite work. It's not at any time clear just who is supposed to be the seasoned "dancer" and who is the celebrity brought in for ratings. In the end, does it actually matter? The introductory antics in porn comedies, here hosted by the fascinating LaChine, is smth I usually receive quickly bored with. Not here. The 3 judges: director Chi Chi LaRue, gossip columnist Billy Masters, and jack-of-all-trades Bruce Vilanch, appeared to be to totally go along with the conceit of an on-air talent competition, and though the jabs and jibes were all also scripted, their execution of the scripted remarks went over well.
The 1st of the contestants is the darling Kevin Brown, a twink whose aw-shucks sweetness appears to be entirely likewise genuine to be a put-on. And like the other hopefuls who chase, Kevin does a seductive strip-tease for the judges in advance of the real performance receives underway. After shaking his money-maker in their faces (nearly putting Vilanch into coronary arrest) Kevin makes his way to a perfectly concentric sofa onstage. Putting me in mind of a circus ring, it appeared to be the consummate place to be if you're plan to be scored on how well u perform in the sack. And was there ever a greater amount cunning display than Kevin ass-up on a circular couch? He's joined by his partner, Zackary Pierce, who treats our lad to a gentle massage in advance of flipping him over and latching onto his prick. Kevin loses a small in number points for eye contact (at times this chab transports himself right out of the scene by keeping his eyes clamped shut or throwing a forearm over his brow) but compensates with a scorching 69. And this pup not ever loses his wood when Zackary copulates him on his back, gloriously showcasing his one-of-a-kind sunburst tattoo.
Moments after Kevin blows his load, this chab appears previous to the judge's panel in a elementary white terrycloth robe, the sound of canned applause sparkling below, an astounding opportunity for Bruce Vilanch to acquire off a scarcely any witty zingers. The groundwork is laid for a not many running gags, the evaluation of every successive models' performance is always the same dizzy-headed reiterate of a hardly any meaningless phrases and the judges always give the exact same scores.
With every successive film I watch Manuel Torres in, I become greater quantity and greater amount unglued. A hirsute fireplug with a penchant for spit-soaked pig sex, his heavy-handed bump-and-grind routine made me blush. Watching him tease his own foreskin, all I could think about was sniffing his stripper pole. Derrick Hanson acquires a healthy whiff of Manuel's wazoo and a scarcely any unfathomable sucks on Manny's gap when Manuel sits on his face. The rimming's mutual and by the time those 2 are finished tasting every other, they're shiny with sweat. Derrick should receive a prize just for withstanding Manuel's full-on fuck. The cum-shot that closes this vignette, Manuel standing over Derrick's shoulder and shooting streams of ball batter over one flexing pec, is stunning.
But of all the participants cornholing for the grand title, I was majority envious of Luca DiCorso. I'd have to bend out on this one, as I'd surely fail to be fair and impartial judging Arpad Miklos. Arpad brings out the very superlatively good in Luca, starting with a ardent roll around the sofa, spiked with unfathomable kisses. Watching Luca peel off Arpad deliciously constricted undies, freeing his pulsing uncut masterpiece? Heaven, sheer heaven. Things merely escalate from there. For almost any of the time they spend jointly, performing for the judges, Luca is curled up onto his shoulder blades, Arpad's thick tongue up his crack or his throat engulfing the life from his shlong. Forget the studded sex toy -- this is the real prize! Arpad's prick buried unfathomable took some getting used to but one time Luca discovered his rhythm, he's a shoo-in for 1st place, due in no petite part to his scene partner.
The final competitor, Derrick Vinyard, is a prime piece of beef. Coco makes it clear in advance of Derrick even appears that he's secured her vote. Of the go-go performances, this chab acquires the gold star for sheer sex appeal and heartiest wood, despite his overdone facial expressions, a la Billy Idol. His partner, Jamie Donovan, is a skinny twinkie I hadn't seen in advance of. Jamie receives busy blowing Derrick, and nearly appears to be surprised when Derrick pulls him up for an intensive make-out session. The rimming Derrick gets is equally intensive. He makes the almost all of the pont of time, pulling the tops of his hips into his chest, fully exposing his chute for service. Not surprisingly, Derrick tops his thinner, younger-looking buddy. And no Derrick appearance would be complete out of his trademark litany of dirty-talk. Each time I watch Derrick on a cast roster, I tell myself I'm not going to melt when this guy begins cooing like a sotted frat-boy with his rod buried unfathomable inside some gap. But every time, I melt nonetheless.
Format: mp4
Duration: 1:53:16
Video: 720x544, AVC (H.264), 2029kbps
Audio: 124kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
