Reviewed by SexHerald Staff
‘Driven’ is one of those flicks that starts in flagrante delicto (one lad acrobatically clinging to a beam while another lavishses his asshole with attention and spit) while also trying to offer up a storyline. You can’t have it both ways, of course, but who needs a plotline? This first coupling has all you need to keep you attentive: boys with sexy bodies, assholes and cocks shining with spit, and some conventional but effective camerawork. There’s even a simultaneous orgasm, something you rarely encounter, in life or in art.
The second scene opens with hunky Tony Mecelli handcuffing a hooded Jeff Willcox to his motorcycle, then kissing him hungrily. The proceedings are thoroughly surreal but the bike – plus the leather jackets and muscle-bound performers – makes this perfect for the gentleman who dabbles in leather. Mecelli leaves his captive, though, to wander off and watch the five-man orgy taking place elsewhere in the cavernous garage or wherever it is that they are.
Yes, that’s right: there just happen to be five completely naked gentlemen going at it. Poor Willcox is left waiting in the wings, cock bursting from his jeans, as his captor Mecelli watches and then, naturally, joins the orgy. This orgy scene is distressing somehow, perhaps because the performers are so quiet; where are the exaggerated pornographic moans and groans? There’s just a subdued soundtrack, the occasional slap of someone – who could tell who? – getting his ass smacked and that usual orgy confusion of “Wait, whose dick is he sucking? Who’s squeezing that guy’s nipple? Oh, is he getting fucked at the same time?” Love your fluids? This scene is heavy into spit, semen, and sweat, to great effect.
Remember poor Willcox? He’s still hard and willing and still handcuffed to the motorcycle, poor dear. After Mecelli shoots a huge load in the orgy, he returns to the bike and undresses his captive. The two kiss a bit and the camera cuts back and forth between the sweaty orgy and the duo on the bike. The orgy winds down and the Mecelli and Willcox do their thing, which concludes with an excellent (though elusive) sight: Willcox comes as he’s getting fucked.
There’s another coupling tacked on for good measure, with the usual, very spirited, oral and anal action. Once again, expect much spit, sweat and semen, just don’t expect it to make any kind of sense.
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