When this movie came out I was in the dawn of my homosexuality. I mean, of course it had been there for a while, but I was finally not so ashamed. I was telling people, kissing boys at bars and most importantly buying porn over the internet. Eric Evans had been a favorite since I first spotted him in Hawaiian Dreams.When this move came available I ordered it immediately. Through some wrong button pushed or something, the film never actually came and I needed to order it again, so in total I was waiting for at least six weeks before I finally had a copy in my hands. Why mail order? I was living in Champaign/Urbana Illinois at the time and the local porn stores had about 5 gay titles each. Fucking Nazis.
Anyway, when the weeks of daydreaming about how awesome the movie would be were finally over, I remember sitting in my living room as the tape played with my pants around my ankles getting ready to do my filthy business. Morning sunlight was streaming through the windows, reflecting off the snow outside. It was one of those moments when all seemed right in the world. The fact that I measure spiritual fulfillment by the quality of the porn I'm watching probably speaks to the extent of my psychosis.
Of course the movie wasn't the high point of my life as I'd anticipated, but it does have a great blow job sequence. Check it out here and here
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