Release Year: 1999
Cast: Damian Ford, Jason Branch, Jay Bergman, Joey Russo, Matt Bradshaw, Sam Dixon, Steve Ross
Genres: Muscle, Oral, Anal, giving a kiss, Cumshot, Rimming, Costume, Group, Tattoo
Video language: English

While the quest was on for the missing link, Alizzi and his production crew should have been searching for the missing microphones. The sound is terrible. The dialog - much of which is scientific and theological jargon - is often totally unintelligible. For the almost any part, that's a fine thing. The reality of a sextet of porn stars jabbering about the far-reaching religious and ethical implications of stud-napping Russo and transporting him back to the states is beyond ludicrous.
When the cast isn't mumbling ho-hum hokum, they action like the ho lads we await em to be. Jason Branch and his current real-life boyfriend, Steve Ross, turn a cage they've set up to trap the wildman into a type of modified magnificence gap. Ross is a powerful bottom who of course knows his way around Branch's pole. Ross takes Branch up his hungry gap, and Branch pounds him worthwhile and hard. He pulls out and discharges a load on Ross's bubble a-hole. Ross releases his own trickling load, and Branch discharges a second, even larger cum rocket. While they steam up the jungle with their engulfing, rimming and fucking, we watch that they are being watched. Russo's intensive eyes are taking in the act, and we can tell he's making mental notes.
During the night, Russo sneaks into the campsite and swipes the men's bag of private supplies. He learns quickly. Mansex is precious. Safe mansex with water-based lube and condoms is more good. Thankfully, Russo doesn't look much like an apeman. He greater amount closely resembles a cross betwixt the classic paintings of Jesus and the film photos of Tarzan - after a day at a trendy LA hair salon.
Matt Bradshaw and Damian Ford go into the jungle following a trail of Russo's footprints. They pause lengthy sufficiently to put on a show for peeping-link Russo. Despite Bradshaw's tireless efforts, Ford is unable to will any life into his obese, veiny donkey penis, leaving him Homo Non-Erectus for majority of the scene.
The group gives a decision to use humpy Ross as bait to nab Russo. In no time, Russo pops out from behind Ross, and his rigid rod pops out of his loincloth. Russo face bonks Ross in a scarcely any poses, making use of strategically placed boulders and other set pieces of convenient heights. Nonverbal Russo is plenty vocal with his grunts and moans. This bungle in the jungle is a bunghole that is drilled full.
Russo is captured. Then Sam Dixon, playing the member of the expedition representing the Vatican (don't ask,) sets Russo free anew, albeit briefly. Branch presses his knob down Dixon's mouth to chastise him for his transgressions. The rest of the hunky jizz addicts acquire into a sexy group scene, with Russo taking center stage. Dixon acquires overspread with cum, with the final rock hard blast coming from Russo.
The MSR slogan is "Where the hottest fellows are always pigs." Alizzo should have left the brainy dialog to PBS and let his athletic cast receive down to the business of wild pig sex. When that happens - like the scenes with Branch and Ross and, later, with Russo and Ross - the results leave all of us Homos Erectus.

Format: avi
Duration: 1:46:01
Video: 684x472, AVC (H.264), 1816kbps
Audio: 250kbps

File size: 1.6 GB