Title: Poolside Party Studio: Elite Male Director: Joe Budai Cast: Austin Rogers, Sebastian Bronos, Lucio Maverick, Carlos, Rogerio Mateo, Glen Santoro, Steve Hunt, Mario McCabe, Cavin Cage, Ewan Rochelle, Luciano Veneziano Genres:: Gay, Anal, European, Oral, Uncircumcised Condoms: Yes Reviewer: Daniel Kelly

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The dark and handsome young men in Poolside Party are the types of yummies you’d want to have hanging around your pool on a warm summer day—all of them with sinewy muscles, and none of them afraid to keep their bodies naturally hairy—a nice change for a vanilla sex film. While it’s all blowjobs and anal sex (no rimming!), director Joe Budai knows exactly where the camera should be at all times. If you love hairy butts getting fucked by big uncut cocks, this is a film for you.

The ultimate bottom moments come from beefy Glen Santoro. His phenomenal body is massaged by lankier men Austin Rogers and Rogerio Mateo. Juicy, slurping blowjobs are passed around, and then Santoro bends his bulbous muscle ass over. This is hairy hole penetration at its best. Santoro looks simply fantastic, swallowing a cock in each end. And wait until you see him move that beefy body like a pro as he bounces up and down on a cock while his own cock fucks another mouth! His big ass returns for another fuck from Lucio Maverick in a hot tub later, and while it is a sensational ass pounding with Maverick even slapping that fat muscle ass, the close-ups leave a lot to be desired because they are lost in shadow—until Glen sits and rides the big cock, at which point we can clearly see how sore his ass will be the next day!

A fantastic blowjob opens the film as Carlos’s thick lips ride Mario McCabe’s swelling cock in a series of close-ups that leave nothing to the imagination. You can see every glistening rivulet of saliva. Carlos screws McCabe with the bottom clumsily on his back, but there are a few excellent tight shots of his hairy hole being penetrated. The ideal footage comes when McCabe goes heels over head and Carlos leapfrogs down into his bushy orifice. Gorgeous.

Furry men Evan Roshelle and Steve Hunt exchange wonderful blowjobs (I can’t stress enough how excellent the blowjobs are in this film), and then Hunt simply sits and moans as Roshelle’s monstrous meat thrusts ferociously up into his hairy crack like a jackhammer. Kudos to the camera’s presence between their crotches. And a special nod to Roshelle’s huge cum dump onto Hunt’s hairy chest.

Hairiest ass award goes to Sebastian Bronos, who gets the hardest fuck of the film, simultaneously in the mouth and ass from Kevin Cage and Luciano Veneziano. On all fours on a bench press in a gym, Bronos is seriously hammered in both ends, and the mouth fuck is especially magnificent and hard.

A painful drawback to the film is the happy-go-lucky muzak that sounds like something out of a 1970s Benny Hill sketch. It really kills the mood, intermingling loudly with the very natural gasps and groans of the performers. But the most disappointing aspect is that there is no rimming. So many big hairy asses waiting ripe for the munching, and it never happens.

If you can block out the terrible muzak soundtrack and accept that none of the marvelous hairy booties in this film get eaten out, you will not be disappointed with the hardcore ass-fuckings and dripping wet blowjobs that these hunky, hairy young men perform on each other. If only all poolside parties could be this much fun.