directors John Rutherford and Chi Chi LaRue join together for
Stroke and direct five separate vignettes - each one steamy and
each one featuring hot guys.
Kitchen pros now say that you can cook anything on a grill. Apparently
that includes snackcakes, because Falcon presents eleven young
men that donít just heat up Ė they sizzle. Poke them and hot juices
spurt out all over the place!
is not without its ironies. First, the title is misleading. It
suggests masturbation, but with an opening threesome followed
by four intense pairings, nobody fends for himself very long.
the format is older than any of the cast members. Stroke
is a collection of five self-standing segments with separate opening
credits. The role-playing is rigidly and historically defined
Ė the older, straighter, darker, taller, meatier guy tops the
younger, gayer, blonder, shorter, slighter guy. The only flip-flops
here are of the type one wears on oneís feet.
everything old is new again when you have Chi Chi LaRue and John
Rutherford directing. Together they bring out the final irony.
Donít think this is a video version of the sleazy 1980s glossy
of the same name. Yes, this is as graphic as videos come, but
it isnít quite right to call it "sleazy." Rather, there is a sense
of unabashed and unashamed fun among the cast. In Stroke
we see young men just discovering the delights that adult sexuality
has to offer.
first sequence is directed by Mme. LaRue and ostensibly stars
box-cover model Jason Tyler. It opens with Lindon Hawk and Matt
Majors on top of a pool table and Tyler initially looking on.
Tyler is classic straight trade and shows little enthusiasm. Hawk
does his part to raise the temperature with his enormous tool,
but Majors steals the show. He takes each man up his tight little
ass, sweating and squealing like the sex pig he is. You wonder
how itís possible that tab A of either of these guys could ever
get into his slot B.
Chi sets scene two in a kitchen, as Seth Adkins and Matt Sklyer
enjoy some "afternoon delight." These two blond studlets really
get into it, constantly gazing into at each otherís eyes and engaging
in the videoís most varied sexual activity. The high point comes
when Adkins lifts Skyler by his haunches for a fantastic mid-air
pounding. Skyler is a consummate bottom Ė as he should be. He
bears an uncanny resemblance to the legendary Danny Sommers; he
could pass for a younger brother;
directs the following "loop," which is the first with dialogue.
In a garage, Jesse Martin (with amazing eyelashes that are as
long as he is tall) flirts with and fantasizes over his auto mechanic,
the drop-dead gorgeous and well-hung Daniel Montes. The sex itself
is limited but steaming: Martin sucks Montes through the window,
and Montes fucks Martin on the hood. Martin finally comes back
to reality by shooting cum all over his lap and discovers that
Montes has just done the same.
passion reigns in Rutherfordís next loop, as Roland Dane and Jason
Law ably convey the sense of two men in love making love. The
scene has the videoís only 69 session; then, as Dane fucks Law
in long, steady strokes, first from behind and then side by side,
the two men kiss with a genuine intensity before erupting in mutually
final scene is the most rambunctious, set outdoors by a hot tub.
Veteran Tristan Paris - as if anyone that young could be a veteran
- goads the shy Drew Damon out of his Speedos and chows down on
a meat-loverís dream. Both guys are having the time of their lives.
The sceneís one drawback is a misdirected attempt at another mid-air
fuck. Paris is just too big for Damon to hold up, so it never
quite works; Rutherford should have edited it down, or even out.
The boys finally revert to more traditional positions: Damon pounds
Parisís ass relentlessly, and both men shoot copious loads while
sporting shit-eating grins.
but two cast members (Martin and Majors) were Falcon exclusives
at the time of filming, and all clearly love their work. Stroke
is Falcon at its bare essence - young men expertly filmed having
very hot sex.