a review by Onan the
VulgarianGrand
PrixCast: Benjamin Bloom, Chad
Driver, Mark Zebro, Björn Gedda, Mark Lopez, George Michaelo, Tommy
Sem, Niall Phoenix, Kurt Diesel, Thomas Merhar, Ruslan Brodovich,
Justin Boyd. Directed by Robert Boggs for AYOR Studios.
Internet www.ayorstudios.com, belaminline.com.
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Ratings
Guide
Everyone's engine is running, but
there are no automobiles in this Grand Prix. Mark Zebro has
organized (emphasis on organ) a cross country race. He attaches each
contestant's number, records the time, and tells him to start. Each
contestant follows a marked course, stopping at special checkpoints
to perform additional tasks and get his ticket punched. Chad Driver
is a backpacker who wanders onto the course. Zebro invites him to
participate, but Driver refuses.
The setup is fraught with sexual
opportunities and director Robert Boggs makes the most of them,
giving you eight scenes and over two hours of sex, not counting DVD
extras.
Kurt Diesel tells Niall Phoenix he can't race without
getting off first. Niall sucks him obligingly, but they are late, so
they have to stop. Phoenix asks if they can compete naked, but it's
almost a moot point, as everyone spends at least as much time out of
his running shorts as wearing them.
Zebro does concede,
however, to Diesel's need to get off, postponing their start time
long enough for everyone to suck everyone and for Diesel and Zebro
to fuck Phoenix. Zebro fucks Diesel for good measure.
When
buff Björn Gedda overtakes Tommy Sem in the woods, they chase each
other playfully and have sex near a log tower. Gedda has an
interesting tattoo on the underside of his left arm that reads "alea
iacta est," which is Latin for "the die is cast" or "the dice have
been tossed."
Blond cover model Justin
Boyd mans one of the checkpoints. Benjamin Bloom is the first runner
to arrive, and when he inquires what the challenge is, Boyd pulls
down the waistband of his shorts to show Bloom his erection. Bloom
suffers from the same condition. They smile and kiss and touch each
other, and it appears that this is going to be a mutual-admiration
j/o. It's all so bucolic, on a makeshift swing surrounded by white
birches under the summer sunshine.
They finally connect sexually, and are
69ing on the ground when runner Ruslan Brodovich arrives at the
checkpoint. He urges them to continue and asks if they'd mind if he
watched, but they'd rather he join them. The pilot of the small
aircraft circling overhead would probably rather join them, too.
Brodovich and Bloom fuck Boyd, and Bloom fucks
Brodovich.
Driver (left), the hiker, gets a naughty idea when
he sees one of the course guideposts. He turns the arrow in a
different direction — towards a junkyard for used tires — and
creates his own checkpoint. Mark Lopez is the first fly to get
caught in this web, when Driver tells him the challenge is to count
the tires or get a blowjob. Tough choice! Down come Lopez's shorts
and Driver gets to work, until he's rewarded with a face and mouth
full of cum. When Lopez hands him his scorecard, to which Driver is
supposed to attach a red star, he scribbles a cock and balls
instead.
Lopez returns to the course, leaving Driver jacking
off. But Bloom arrives before he can climax, so Driver gives him a
blow job, too. Then here comes George Michaelo, and he doesn't want
to count tires either. Finally, Chad gets an interval to finish
jacking off and return the course guidepost to its original
position.
Thomas Merhar also mans a checkpoint.
A lot of the runners can't find it because of its obscure location,
so Thomas fends off boredom by playing with himself. Finally a
runner arrives. It's Kurt Diesel. The challenge is to answer trivia
questions, but Diesel has to remove an article of clothing for every
wrong answer. Diesel is soon naked and Merhar is all over him. They
kiss, suck and masturbate together, with Merhar cumming in Diesel's
mouth, then Diesel fucks him and they cum again.
Michaelo runs into Phoenix on the
course, and asks if its true that he likes boys. Phoenix says
"bullshit" but he doesn't interfere with Michaelo's roving hands.
It's a nice scene thanks to Michaelo's performance, which connotes
genuine desire. Michaelo ejaculates three times to Phoenix's
two.
Driver, back to hiking, encounters another trail sign
and decides to improvise a second impromptu checkpoint. He hangs a
rope in a tree and waits for a runner. It's Gedda, who has to climb
the rope, which is too easy. So Driver orders him to do it naked.
The feeling of the rope between Gedda's bare ass-cheeks makes him
horny, so Driver obliges with a blow job. As before, he needs to
jerk off afterwards but must first contend with other runners — in
this case, Kurt Diesel and Niall Phoenix.
The Grand Prix ends with
everyone back at the starting point, animatedly praising the
excellence of the checkpoint challenges. Zebro is baffled, so he
sets out to investigate. At a huge, ruined building, he spots Chad
Driver. Putting two and two together, he tells Driver there's one
team member left to taste. This time, Driver not only sucks, he gets
resoundingly fucked.
Grand Prix is huge fun from
beginning to end, with a cast that seems perfectly natural and at
ease every moment. Their smiling young cum-glazed faces and bodies
are absolutely without guilt or guile. Mega-endowed Zebro has an
uncanny knack of being able to pull down his pants and be fully
erect at a moment's notice. In the three-man scenes, no one is ever
at a loss for what to do and everyone seems perfectly delighted with
his partner(s) — none more so than Michaelo with Phoenix.
I
especially liked Chad Driver here. I've been praising this lad for
years. He started making porn films late in 2003, and he's been
billed as Lubos, Langdon King, Lubomir, Alexander Marino and other
names. A top in his early days, he became versatile over time. He
has an easygoing attitude to complement his shaggy dirty blond hair
and lanky frame, which is sometimes unwaxed.
In fact, I liked
just about everything in Grand Prix except the lack of
rimming. There are those who claim that the porn DVD will soon go
the way of the dodo bird, but with directors like Robert Boggs
making films like Grand Prix, who can believe
it?
The DVD has scene selection with fetish menus, cum shots,
a photo gallery and a trailer for Summer
Cruising.submitted March 17,
2008
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