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We’re Trucking (and Fucking) with Bears!

June 10th, 2015 - By simba
Posted Under: Movie Reviews

Things are getting wild and hairy in Bear Video’s Big Bear Trucking Co. 2, which chronicles a day on the job with an easily-distracted moving company—and from start to finish, the cum-bursting action is non-stop. Now, if you’re looking for a high quality trucking company, these are NOT the boys you want to call; the only thing they move are their fat cocks into furry, hungry holes. Howeverrr, for a porn viewer, they are the perfect bunch to ride with, especially if you have a weakness for mature bears who don’t ever turn down an opportunity to indulge in sloppy sucking, licking, and hardcore pounding.

Big Bear Trucking Co. 2 delivers on just about all fronts. The well-assembled cast is led by well-known actors Jack Radcliffe and Steve Hurley, but also features real bears with thick beards, burly bodies, and lots and lots of hair. What makes them even hotter is when they get their hands all over each other in attention-grabbing sex scenes that provide a bit of variety in every scene (foursomes, outdoor fucking, etc.). Though the events that comprise the plot would be utterly ridiculous in real life, it makes for an undeniably entertaining movie, as we are taken on the adventures of two movers who constantly put off work to get off. The only criticism of the film would be that the production quality isn’t the best, however, it kind of works for the rugged feel that the cast and the movie itself evoke.

The film opens with two men, P.J. Gee and Tony Serrento, growing impatient with waiting for their tardy movers. This flashes to the movers (played by Radcliffe and Hurley) who are still on the road. It appears that they are lost, but they don’t seem to be in any rush. Hurley asks for Radcliffe to pull over so he can use the bathroom because he drank too much beer at lunch. Radcliffe is annoyed by his request but Hurley tells him not to worry. Radcliffe responds, “It’s not your bladder I’m worried about.”

Hurley heads to a public restroom, and while he’s handling his business, he catches lustful eyes with a hot stranger in a vest. And you know what goes down from there. The dude gets on his knees to suck Hurley’s long cock. While Hurley’s getting serviced, two other hornballs arrive and, instead of being freaked out, they decide to join in on the fun. This freaky group session is full of dirty talk and oral activity, but most importantly, makes the whole “strangers in the bathroom” truly come alive.

After Hurley gets his jollies, he heads back to the truck, but Radcliffe has left. He is forced to hitchhike his way to the house. From here, we cut to Radcliffe, who has arrived to the neighborhood of the couple that he will be assisting. He stumbles into the house of a random dude (Rocky West) who is relaxing in his outdoor hot tub. When Radcliffe gets a closer look at the redheaded bear, he drifts into a fantasy of the both of them making a splash in West’s backyard. Radcliffe bends West over and gives him a deep and hard serving of his uncut meat in the movie’s second fuck that earns nothing but a thumbs up.

Once he finishes daydreaming, Radcliffe snaps out of it and finds out that the clients he’s looking for live next door. That brings us back to Gee and Serrento, who are now playing cards in their boxers, and still wondering why their movers haven’t made it there yet. Instead of, I don’t know, complaining with the company or contacting another trucking business, they decide to whip out of a swing sling and shoot a load in the meantime! With cheesy romantic music playing in the background, the sexy and seasoned twosome get it on with a sensual hammering that includes a giant dildo towards the end.

In the final scene we find Mike Vespa, another shitty worker for this even shittier company, beating off in the moving truck. When he is discovered by Randy Eliot, Vespa tells him to come in and they don’t hesitate to pleasure each other with some slow sucking and licking. Eliot surrenders his manhole to Vespa right there in the truck, and it’s definitely one of the film’s hottest fucks, with the chemistry between the actors, as well as the setting, making it one to remember. After they cum, they are discovered by Hurley, who has made it to the home that they are all helping move. “Not again!” he exclaims, and the movie ends. Perhaps leaving things open for a third installment? Hmmmm.

All in all, Big Bear Trucking Co. 2 is well-worth the watch. With both the storyline and the sexing, the momentum is maintained at all moments and often feels realistic, thanks to the strong yet effortless performances of the cast, despite the ludicrous nature of the story. For seductive bears, hot sex, and an engaging story, Big Bear Trucking Co. 2 is a lovely choice. Watch it now on GayHotMovies!

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Five FTM Stars We Can’t Get Enough Of!

June 9th, 2015 - By simba
Posted Under: Top List Tuesday

With buzz still lingering around Caitlyn Jenner’s triumphant cover of Vanity Fair, this year’s celebration of National LGBT Pride Month has already been one to remember. As we continue to wave our rainbow flags with no apologies, this week’s top list keeps things going with a countdown that features some of the sexiest transmen to have ever graced the world of gay porn. With each bringing something unique to the table, these barrier-breaking guys embody what pride is all about—the freedom to let go and own every single aspect of who you are! And along with this comes some serious jizz-bursting action that makes it all even sweeter. Indulge in this homage to some of a group of FTM stars that you need to know!

 Buck Angel

Now, how could we possibly start off the list with anyone but Buck Angel? If it were not for some of the monumental accomplishments that the iconic performer has achieved, this list may not even be possible. While FTM models have long existed in porn, Buck is credited for being the first to penetrate the mainstream with achievements that include: being the first transman to be cast in an all-male production by a gay porn company (2005’s Cirque Noir by TitanMen); in 2007, he became the first FTM star to receive the AVN Award for “Transsexual of the Year”; five years later, he earned a Feminist Porn Award for his critically-acclaimed series, Sexing the Transman XXX. And while these moments certainly do not encapsulate all of his victories in adult entertainment, Buck also soared outside of the industry, as an activist, educator, and businessman.

But in addition of the incredible legacy that Buck has created, it’s not the only reason that he headlines our list. With just one glance of Buck Angel, there is no denying that he is insanely hot—the thick mustache, the deliciously ripped physique, the killer tattoos. To put it simply, he and the camera are a match made in heaven. And for that reason, it’s not exactly difficult to wonder why Buck has been rocking worlds for more than a decade. But through his work that has brought millions pleasure and enjoyment, his influence has been much grander. Defeating stereotypes, exposing many to an under-recognized part of the LGBT community and opening major doors for trans stars that would come after him, the mark that Buck Angel has left is simply unforgettable.

Screenshots from (top to bottom): Cirque Noir, Buck Angel’s Ultimate Fucking Club 2 – Tattooed and Screwed, Buckback Mountain, Even More Bang for Your Buck

 James Darling

In recent years, James Darling has risen to the high ranks of popularity in the realm of gay porn. Like Buck, James has used his success as a launching pad for bigger ventures. He has branched out to directing and launched, the first-ever paid subscription website that specializes in FTM porn. Though the brand that he has built is definitely worth praise, his work as a XXX model is one of the main reasons that he has found himself on our list. Almost everything about James grabs your attention—not only is he handsome and charming, but he is always a pleasure to watch when he’s in action. Never afraid to take a good pounding, James surely knows how to take a nice serving of rock-hard cock, making any scene that he is featured in one that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

Screenshots from (top to bottom): Rough Trade, Gender Benders 2, Heavenly Spire Volume 1, Gender Benders, Buck Angel’s Sexing the Transman XXX

Van Diesel

In the first volume of his Man with a Pussy series, Van Diesel starts things off with a very personal introduction that sets the tone for the entire film. He explains about his rough East Coast upbringing (accentuated by a hard accent if you pay close enough attention) and opens up about his struggles with discovering his true gender identity. “I’m a bad boy and this is my story,” he proclaims, rising from his seat. From there, he takes off his shirt to proudly reveal his inked up body. “This is the body I was born with, this is the body I’m making my movies with. I’m going to show what a true FTM can do on film,” he finishes and prepares us for the ride. And trust me, that’s just what a Van Diesel scene is. This spoken portion of the film embodies the boldly confident, tough guy persona that bounces off of Van Diesel at every moment. His aggressive and powerful dominance with his co-stars is what makes him an automatic standout.

 Screenshots from Man with a Pussy Volume 1 and 2

Cyd St. Vincent

One of the most enjoyable aspects of a Cyd St. Vincent scene is that when he is on screen, it’s almost as if the cameras aren’t even there—his enjoyment of the moment seems absolutely sincere. And it’s that type of energy that makes the intensity of the fuck truly come alive for the viewer. As if that wasn’t enough, his piercings and tats give him a distinctive sex appeal that makes him even more of a noteworthy star. And not only is he easy on the eyes, his mind is just as engaging, exemplified through his work as a writer and HIV counselor. Clearly, when it comes to Cyd St. Vincent, there’s much to appreciate.

 Screenshots from (top to bottom): Gender Benders 2, Heavenly Spire Volume 1, Crash Pad Series Episode 51: Cyd and James Darling

Dex Hardlove

With his jet black hair and badass swag, it’s no question why Dex Hardlove drives the boys crazy. If you like things on the rougher side, Dex is exactly what you’re looking for…it isn’t rare to find him indulging in some hardcore anal play and pounding as a power-top in his movies. This sexy mofo always knows how to please and perform….when Dex Hardlove in the picture, there is simply never a dull moment. And much like the other actors on the list, Dex is quite the Renaissance man, working as a nurse, health educator, and advocate to queer youth. Respect!

Screenshots from Couch Surfers 2 – Trans Men In Action and Cubbyholes

And there you have it, guys! I’m sure you all are more than hot and bothered by now…enjoy! Continue to celebrate LGBT Pride with us by following us on Twitter for our latest updates!

– Simba

Getting Greedy With Hard Sex 5

June 8th, 2015 - By hairyburgher
Posted Under: Movie Reviews

I have never heard of soft sex and I never want to. Jalifstudio hasn’t either and it was built that way from the slutty bottom up. They bring it hard every time and we wouldn’t have it any other way. Hard Sex 5 is a collection of four scenes that will make you say please to shed skin from your knees. Cum pig Euro-slags loving it and having it their way: Indulgent deviance and selfish consumption of man. Join me as we delve deep within the innards of what has yet to be your new favorite reason to cause some pleasin’. Cum through, I’ll see you on the other side.

As we enter the scene, Marcanao Torres is sizing Tony Cisse for some ski boots. The two are kissing in less time than it takes to say “God Damn.” That’s exactly what you want to say when Marcanao removes his shirt. These two are chillin’ in some storage room at Dick’s Sporting Goods or something. Marcanao is beautifully furry, tatted, bearded, uncut, mad verbal, and rocks a Casio watch. Tony feast on Marcanao’s balls and boner before getting his butt consumed. Tony sucks on it a bit more until he is bent offer and succumbs to the now sheathed penis of his man. The bottom bitch is next seen in ski boots with his legs in the air. The two are positioned in such a way that allows for maximum penetration. Marcanao pounds that butt without abandon. Tony sucks that cock before being reentered and inspiring a load that is dropped upon his creamy stomach. Tony pulls one out and the two then prepare to hit the slopes.

Marcanao is back in the next scene and slinging dick yet again. He and Picwik are bro-ing out over some weight lifting. Picwik needs to be spotted and then finds himself with a tongue in his mouth. Picwik is feeding into my lust of neck tattoos. He noshes on Marcanao’s meat, accepts a slap, and surely knows his place: on the bottom. Picwik seems as if he would be totally fine just swallowing a load, but then bends over to accept the real prize. He doesn’t make a peep while being plowed. Picwik rides it a bit and then gets on his back. Neither of them remove the clothes that lie upon their chests and torsos. Picwick grasps his limp dick as he huffs a sneaker. The film transitions into the eager bottom busting onto the shoe and the Marcano blasts onto the ass on his trick. They then go back to their workout and act as if nothing happened.

Thirdly we have Juan XXl, Cagoule Boy, and Bryan Tiva. Cagoule Boy dons a ski mask as Juan XXL and himself await a hookup. A threesome in the subway is about to be underway. Bryan Tiva shows his face and it is immediately forced into the crotch of Juan. Bryan is spit on, fed foot, and made fully submissive. His underwear read “Addicted,” his ass is revealed, and appears to be hangry. The boy is finger cuffed and hastily banged out. Bryan likely didn’t expect getting railed like this, but he will feel it in the morning and also be quite pleased. The boy is not allowed to cum, but is come upon twice. His face glistens and his t-shirt is moistened. Like a squirrel who finds some nut, Bryan is satisfied and worn the fuck out. Though as expected, the hunt begins again.

Lastly, we have Malik XXL and JB Bineau. JB tries on a few pairs of slutty jocks as Malik playfully drapes his cock with handcuffs. Mailik’s prick is off the chain. Techno permeates the space from beyond the walls. I get the feeling that they are in a German bathhouse. JB gets his cute little face fucked and he gags. He goes for the balls and then is guided back to that girthy junk. JB cannot handle this cock, but he had better get it together because he is about to get roughed up. Malik finger fucks JB, lubes that tail, and prepares the space that his dick is about to inhabit. The camera man is having a blast. Next, a sizable cone-shaped butt plug is inserted. JB resists, but he should accept and actually prepare for the real meal. Malik is dom and, at this point, owns JB. It’s hot and is only going to get hotter. JB is handcuffed to a gate situation within the club and his face is once again dicked. The plug is pulled. There is a short break for Malik to put on a cock ring and a condom. He doesn’t hesitate to throw it in and make that hole his own. JB is released from his shackles and gets on all fours. He is repeatedly drilled. The cameraman then gets into the fun and gets his fatty wet. JB gives a double blowjob before riding Malik. At this point his anus is completely open for business. His legs go up and he has a one way ticket to pound town. JB then sucks on Malik’s balls ass he is showered with semen. JB is locked up again and abandoned.

Moral to the story: Hard sex is good sex and Jalif sex is hard sex. This series displays the untamed primal urges that live deep within both you and I. Like animals in the wild, these men are living to mate and propagate. Don’t get left behind. Take this as some inspiration to blast some ass.  You can’t plant you’re seed without a little greed. Now go on and get hard at!

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I’ve Got A Serious Fever For Fire Island

June 8th, 2015 - By ottergayhotmovies
Posted Under: Movie Reviews

Fire Island Fever: A state of perpetual horniness accompanied by a total lack of scruples.” This is the premise of the iconic film bearing the same title, Fire Island Fever. Premiering in 1979, the picture would catapult the fabled isle into something more than just a destination, it would cement itself into the gay lexicon, and it would change the way we watch pornography in many, many ways.

The season has started; now it’s time to pack it in early for those long weekends away from the office and the city. As the temperatures rise and the canyons of concrete, glass, and steel become unbearable, we all long to get away. Up to the woods for a bear rendezvous? Down the shore for a little gambling? Out on the lake for some boating and fishing? Perhaps the river where one can make a splash from a rope swing, or drift lazily on an inner tube? Then again, don’t you just wish there was a magical island overrun with ready and willing men?

Well, it still exists, and it can be found just beyond New York City. Fire Island has been a summer Mecca for the gay community, perhaps the first of the seasonal playgrounds such as Guerneville on the Russian River in California; Provincetown in Massachusetts; Rehoboth Beach in Delaware; and countless other smaller yet just as charming locals for decades; a place where men can be free from the constricting conformities of society to play and frolic in a world of their own.

If you have never watched Fire Island Fever, you should; if you know of it and have brushed it off, shame on you; if you remember it, revisit it. From the moment the credits began to roll, I knew this classic was going to be a cinematic gem. The soundtrack that manages to meld both the swinging jazz of a bygone era (think credits from an old rom-com starring Carey Grant, or Myrna Loy) with thumping disco beats. Beautifully directed by Jack Deveau, the film takes us on a glittering journey through New York City at Christmas time before we meet the narrator of our show. Garry Hunt plays the part of Jeff, a young man whose career has just taken a turn for the better as a set designer on Broadway. Prepare yourself, there are quite a few references to the bright lights and show tunes. We get the complicated Fire Island lowdown at Frank (Frank Schmitt) and George’s (George Sardi) “Annual Pines Christmas Party” announced by legendary cabaret pianist Johnny Savoy.

Now that we’ve introduced a sampling of the cast, let’s get down to the getting down. Reminiscing about the previous summer, Rick (played by John Carlo) begins the story. He, his boyfriend Ron (Larry Paige), and Jeff have shared a house for the season from Memorial Day through Labor Day. (Seriously, who can afford to spend that much time on an island? Don’t these people have jobs?)

It’s a great house they’ve rented out, pure seventies. I cannot describe how much I enjoy the wood paneling in this place, the spiral staircase, and don’t even get me started on that pool. So a little back story: this was not any easy peasy summer that one would dream about; open relationships spoil like milk in the sun, someone is always fucking around, and then there’s the celibate abstinent third mate. Rick and Ron had started out as a fresh happy couple when they arrived on Fire Island, but soon enough it’s Ron who can’t seem to keep his shorty shorts on! Can’t he see he’s breaking his boyfriend’s heart? Did I mention the soundtrack is amazing? Well, it is.

I’m going to tell you that if one thing in this great big gay world that will never change, it will be brunch. Yes, the time old tradition of the Sunday brunch as perfected by the homosexuals. Paying your weekly devotions to the mimosa gods is also the place to show off last night’s trick, dish about last night’s sexcapade, or work on curing whatever might ail you (wink). It’s also the place you might just find for some afternoon delight. I am not talking about the desert, what I am talking about is Rick getting a little action for himself, and why not? Terry (Chris Michaels) the waiter  is fine, young, fit, and handsome. Go get him, tiger!

Rick does get his wish and as he showers that dirty little spider Ron, in his jealous spitefulness, flushes Ricks supply of “smelling salts.” These were the kind that came in capsule form to prevent breakage and spillage. I thought for sure that box would clog up the pipes.

Needless to say, what will happen next is pretty predictable. Rick dashes off to find more “smelling salts,” leaving the fox to watch the hens literally. Terry is on his way! So it’s no surprise that when Mister Boy Toy arrives, Ron strikes like a hungry tiger. The pair have quite the interlude by the poolside, sucking and fucking with abandon. I am not about stealing other guys’ play things. It’s just not my thing.

Blissfully unaware of what is going down at home, Rick makes his way back on one of the island’s adorable boardwalks. After taking a quick breath of the newly acquired “smelling salts,” he’s ready to go, (take a moment to really appreciate the crescendo in this segment of soundtrack) but when he pears over the balcony he sees just what kind of snake Ron really is. Talk about dramatic. With a “Fuck you, I’m going back to New York!” Rick pushes past the thief in a haughty performance Scarlett O’Hara would be proud of. THIS girl is gone with THAT wind.

But why the hell does Ron get to have all the fun?

Rick finds himself in the shrubbery. You know, one of those fun little thickets full of sandy trails and teaming with wildlife? Well, the wildlife happens to be a sexy, sunglassed stud just waiting in a little alcove for some sizzling summer action. This is a sport not everyone is accustomed to-the cruising of outdoor trails, hiding in the brush (I know I am, and it is a whole new level of slutting it up). Rick and his partner eagerly get to it and soon enough Anonymous blows his load in Rick’s greedy face hole. There is a lot of slurping and gulping in this scene, so if that’s not your thing I suggest turning down the volume. So, turns out this guy is Greg (Hugh Allen) who has no place to stay. So what does Rick do? Invites him to stay with him. Triumphantly, the couple returns to the house where Rick lays down the law. End scene.


Back at the party you might recognize who the waiter and bartender are now. That’s right: Terry and Greg. What I also notice about this wonderful holiday get together is the camaraderie of the group. More and more I read about the widening estrangement between older and younger gay men as friends. I love so many of my friends and they all range in age from eighteen to eighty, but there are some ageists out there who only stick with their set. Sad. In Fire Island Fever we catch a glimpse of a time when men mingled as a tight knit group of friends and lovers in a way that we do not see so much of lately. I’d like to see more of that these days.

We travel back to that summer to remember; only it’s Ron’s turn to tell a story. I’m already not a fan, so let’s just see what he has to say. Well, well, well, looks like Rick isn’t such the nice innocent guy he has himself believing he is. Turns out Mister Oh Woe Is Me is a jerk. He’s got the nerve to cut ahead of a couple waiting for a table, behave rudely to Terry, act skeezy when it comes to propositioning him too, and on top of it all, he’s the one who accidentally flushed his own “smelling salts.” I was very impressed with John Carlo’s acting in this scene. Quite frankly, as it added a whole new richness to such a great film.

Terry still showed up (I know I wouldn’t have) and yes, he does end up making it with Ron, but just not the way we think. Ron isn’t really into Terry’s come on’s at first, however, with the sun, a pool, and a waiter this cute, the inevitable is inevitable. The sex is wonderfully shot. No bells and whistles, just sex. Terry straddles Ron’s dick and explodes all over his chest just before the stud pulls his raw cock out to blow. Three words: pretty fucking hot.

Rick must be on something because he never did catch the two in the act, and Terry himself is kind of a bitchy queen himself.

Ron laments about how the parties in Cherry Grove are going to be too camp. I love the lingo being thrown around in this scene. C’mon “Cloche Encounters” as a party theme? Love it! To sum things up: Greg is a douche and Rick is a sucker for him. Terry is going to move in with Ron. Lord, this is pretty weird… I think they might all have been high.

Punctuated again by the incredible soundtrack we move on to our third vacationer: Jeff (Garry Hunt).

Suddenly Jeff has acquired four roommates. As the plot thickens, we find out that both Greg and Terry are moochers and the reasons they hooked up with Rick and Ron were for shady courtesy fucks. Eventually they’re turned into house boys to take care of the cooking and cleaning and such. Something has been on my mind the whole time this has all been going down. How can you afford a whole summer?

Terry quit his job and surprise! he and Greg are fucking now! How sordid, the drama. More slurping, but the incredible little waltzy cha cha music is infectious! The guys do look good in bed 69ing and emptying their balls. Who has laundry duty?

Midway through the summer Jeff is losing it! He keeps sketching the same hard bodied hunk over and over, mysteriously inspired by a poster of Matt Harper (aka Will Seagers) in his room. He ends up jacking to a fantasy of Matt on the sand dunes furiously pumping to an intense disco beat! Matt is a fine looking stud (he even does some weird gum thing? Don’t know….). Soon enough Jeff is splashing himself in man juice. Will does some weird shit with bubble gum and has been stroking himself in the fantasy as well. The men cum simultaneously after which  Jeff licks up some of his own cum pretending that it’s Matt’s.

Trippy, psychedelic things just got weird. Terry has laced the iced tea with a little something something that may or may not come on a small square of paper if you get my drift. In this short segment we see lots of flashy colors and cool sand pyramids. This is some interesting camera work and shots going on I dare say. Jeff has quite a trip. I don’t know if a dip in the water is such a good time.

Having been so overworked prior to his vacation, Jeff is finally learning to have fun again. Time for the last big blow out of the season-Tea Dance! Terry and Greg, having not been invited, take this alone time as an excuse to have some raunchy sex.

Fire Island Fever is really coming together. I’m so impressed with the story, the acting, the quality of the film, and its direction, but things must come to an end.

In our final scene back at the house, Rick and Ron have an altercation and realize that they have been trying to get back at each other all summer and it’s time to make up; they’re still in love. The best part is that as the couple are making up Terry and Greg are listening through the door! Ha, they mention Bette Davis! Are they really going to fuck on the same sheets that Terry and Greg just had?

The couple have some serious hate fucking to do! Which is pretty hot. Rick’s furry hole swallows Ron’s nicely sized prick. Greg and Terry are still listening, and it’s a sexy, realistic scene. There aren’t any insane positions or moves as these guys renew their passion so that the audience can have the closest genital close ups available. It’s a simple, hard, afternoon fuck. Rick grabs hold tight of Ron’s bubble butt as he pushes in and out even faster. This was the scene we have been waiting for! Two big creamy cum shots from two very exhausted purple cocks. Fuck yeah.

Having emerged from their hiding place to witness the epic finale, Terry and Greg pronounce that they are done and that they are moving out! So sad. Bye, ladies.

So summer has ended, the holidays are upon us, and there is just one more burning question I have. Why couldn’t Jeff have had a real life encounter on Fire Island? Well? I’m going to have to leave that a mystery because there is one more surprise at the end of this film you just have to see for yourself.

Annnnd we end on a beautiful rendition of “Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!” I would imagine by The Gay Men’s Chorus.

Get on over to and watch this amazing classic, seriously, you will not be disappointed. Remember to keep cumming back here and follow me on Twitter and Tumblr!

Catch ya later cum catchers,

The Otter


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