Reviewed by SexHerald Staff
What is it about Australian men? They’re never not hot. Maybe it’s something in the water down under. Maybe the same thing that makes bizarre animals, like duckbilled platypuses, makes Australian men freakishly sexy.
Several of those Aussie hotties can be seen burning up the outback in Raging Stallion’s Escape From Sydney. This is an all-outdoor skin flick, shot entirely in Australia, featuring sexy hikers and sultry drifters getting it on in some breathtaking natural settings.
First up, two parched outdoorsmen (Ozdick and Kristian Winter) strip down for a swim in a remote stream and end up fucking and sucking on the nearby rocks. The beefy Ozdick takes it from behind until he and Winter are joined by Marc Amon. The threesome switch it up a few times, with Amon fucking Winter, Winter fucking Ozdick again, and finally Amon jerking Winter off onto Ozdick. There’s something so scintillatingly primal about watching the big, burly Ozdick splash around in the stream like a big ol’ grizzly bear. He may not be the prettiest of the three (that would be Winter), but he definitely supplies the red-blooded alpha male sex appeal.
Rather than pump in some generic porno music, Escape relies on the sounds of its surroundings. Twittering birds, buzzing cicadas, and the babble of running water provide the perfect soundtrack for this erotic nature trail. The ambiance is marred, however, by the chatter of the film crew. In almost every scene, you can clearly hear someone giving directions from behind the camera.
Another scene involves a couple of rock climbers doing it while suspended from a cliff. It’s a novel concept, but fails on multiple levels. All the climbing gear looks kind of sexy against the guys’ bare skins, but mostly it just gets in the way. There’s constantly a rope or a hook or a strap blocking the action. Not that these two particular guys are anything special to look at. I’m guessing it’s difficult to find an Australian porn performer who is also a decent rock climber, but come on! Trent Andrews and Jake Meyers are just a little, well, gnarly. The scene lingers too long on Meyers climbing--fully clothed--up the cliff and then back down again. When they finally get down to fucking, Meyers’s grunts and groans sound like he’s constipated.
The grand finale makes up for any failings in the rest of the film. Remy DeLaine and Kurt Johnson absolutely smolder on screen. Johnson, like Ozdick, is a big, gruff bear of a guy, a sexy contrast to DeLaine’s smooth, boyish good looks. The two of them look like they’re going to eat each other alive when they collide in a sunny, grassy meadow. They’ve got more than just chemistry; they’ve got passion.
The close-ups of Johnson’s meaty hands fingering DeLaine’s perfect round ass alone are worth the price of the DVD. The humping and the sucking and the fucking are hot, but the best part is when DeLaine starts talking dirty. That’s when you really find out what makes Aussie guys so hot: their accents. EscapefromSydney
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