Reviewed by SexHerald Staff
Michael Lucas’ Manhattan Heat is an enjoyable film from start to finish. Lucas definitely knows how to make a top-quality flick. This is evident from the first scene where Erik Grant invites his delivery guy, Fredrick Ford, to have a sip of a cool drink on a 101-degree day. Of course this leads to them frolicking in bed together. Although the deliveryman is an old and often used scenario, Lucas makes an oldie a goodie. Grant and Ford obviously have chemistry. The fact that they stay hard throughout the scene no matter who is doing what shows how much they are turned on by one another. The euphoric look in Ford’s blue eyes while beads of sweat glisten all over his body as Grant is plowing him can’t be faked.
Next is Lucas himself paired up with Gabriel Sinclair. Anyone who has seen Lucas in action knows that he loves a nice ass. He rubs Sinclair’s hole as if he was expecting a genie to sprout out and sucks on his toes as he finger pops him. The only drawback to this scene is that Sinclair is obviously not as into the scene as Lucas is.
Matt Hyland and Asoka don’t have this problem. Asoka and Hyland’s physiques are opposing types that mend together perfectly. Asoka’s bearish body pressed against Hyland’s twinkish build while they are 69ing is a feast for the eyes. Surprisingly, Asoka is a very oral top who truly seems to be pleasing his partner. This scene has a savage lust to it that isn’t seen anywhere else in “Heat”. Hyland rides Asoka feverishly and Asoka thrusts so fervently that Hyland looks as if he is riding a mechanical bull and just might be thrown off, but trust me he hangs in there to the very end.
Next, Grant, walking down the street with Wilfried Knight, picks up Lucas and J. who are shooting the breeze outside. The camera work and the proximity of our couples are well thought out in this scene. Never once did I feel as if I was missing something, I felt as if I was seeing the best of it all. All the actors in this scene are able, but Mr. J., stood out for me. The look of shear bliss as Knight rims him really caught my attention. He also receives the most dick taking on each man one after the other, until Knight helps him with the bottoming duties, although Mr. J doesn’t seem to mind getting passed around.
Knight shines in the last scene where it’s just him and Arpad Mikos. The two are archetypical manly men, stubble, chest hair, muscles, and masculine. The foreplay is what makes this scene different. It’s more expressive compared to the rest of the foreplay throughout the movie. Mikos’ makes the most delightful expressions, as he is getting a blowjob, letting the viewer know that it's good. The sounds he makes as he rims Knight make it sound as if he were trying to suck the juices out of a nectarine. The enjoyment doesn’t end there, when they begin fucking it’s clear neither man would prefer to be anywhere else and believe me, when they are done you’ll be wiping some beads of sweat from your forehead.
This film is pure pornographic enjoyment ripped from Lucas’ stomping grounds – NYC! The scenes get progressively hotter, one after the other, and leave the viewer with a real sense of satisfaction. Grab this one and let it rule your DVD player! ManhattanHeat
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