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How To Choose? A List Of Hot Summer Scenes To Kick Off Memorial Day Weekend!

Tuesday, May 19th, 2015

Summer is by far this otter’s favorite time of the year. Once the temperatures soar it’s time to strip off the clothes and enjoy everything the great outdoors has to offer. The best part of this sultry season: the sex. I can still remember reading the summer sex tips in my older sister’s Cosmopolitan as a horny young teen, reading all about the ways you can please your man in the heat and humidity of a lazy summer afternoon. Let’s just say it might just have been that very article that turned me into the outdoor fornicator I am today.

Monday turns out to be Memorial day, the unofficial start of the summer season (yes I say unofficial because summer technically doesn’t start until June 21st) so I’ve compiled a list of top scenes to inspire you as the days grow hotter and longer. I seriously do not know how I am going to narrow this down to just five, or even 10, there are just so many amazing films to choose from in GayHotMovies.com’s library.

Pound Me Raw 2: Scene 4

Oh Man! Studios’ sweaty bareback beach sex scene between Junior Bastos and Kaike gets me going in all the right ways.

12 Noeuds: Scene 3

Istvan Foki and Serge Istavan take a sexy cruise down river in another muscle filled Clair Production.

The Best Of Bruno Volume 1: Scene 3

Beefy Bruno and Will Seagers share a sun kissed tryst in this Bijou Classic.

Cousins: Scene 2

Matt Ramsey may have screwed his cousin the night before for the first time, and after one taste develops a new appetite pizza boy Scott Roberts delivers poolside from Catalina.

Boy Country: Scene 1

I applaud Bobby Clark and David West for going at it in a 10 ft. aluminum fishing boat in the wide open. Buckshot Productions rocks the boat, literally, I would have fallen out of that like Fraulein Maria in the Do-Rae-Me number from The Sound Of Music.

Take That: Scene 1

C’mon! They go fishing and it’s adorable. Max Ryder and Dillon Rossi make the most of a gorgeous location and each other in this jewel directed by Jake Jaxson.

Double Barrel: Scene 4

Couldn’t leave a good camping trip off the list (NOT “glamping”) Max Schutler is a lucky guy; who wouldn’t want to be used by Dirk Jager deep in the woods? This is a great scene from TitanMen.

Fuck Yeah Levi Karter: Scene 3

When you witness Connor Maguire pick up Levi Karter and fuck him, you’ll see what I’m talking about and why COCKYBOYS is so amazing.

Cruisin’ Fuck Forest: Scene 4

Fan of abandoned buildings? Me too. Othello and Manu Perronash pull out all the stops in this Jalif Studio fuck fest.

Tasty Tayte: Scene 1

Dillon Rossi gets plowed on a hammock by Tayte Hanson, by far my favorite for level of skill directed by Jake Jaxson.

There are so many more films I would like to mention in this post, but I just haven’t the time. Enjoy your Memorial Day weekend perverts and make sure to log on to GayHotMovies.com for more summer inspiration!

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Catch ya later cum catchers

-The Otter

It Looks Like Daddy Has the Final Say…

Friday, May 1st, 2015


Chi Chi LaRue always knows how to keep tongues wagging—and with her latest release, Daddy Chasers, she’s shows no signs of letting go of her reputation. Right off the bat, the film is led by an all-star cast that provides a little eye candy for all tastes.  For the twink lovers, there is well-hung Sam Truitt, while Jason Phoenix reps for the gorgeous pretty boys. And of course, as the title implies, there is the delicious selection of daddies including David Benjamin, Trenton Ducati and more.

But the stars aren’t the only aspect of Daddy Chasers that make it impossible to ignore. Whether it’s the way the storyline brings twisted sexual fantasies to life or the gripping, well-directed pound sessions, LaRue successfully keeps the viewer on the edge of their seat from start to finish, in a variety of ways.

The movie opens with conversation between Jason and his father, David, who is busy at a meeting with Jason’s younger brother at school. While he is away, David puts Jason in charge of their family business for the day and lets him know that he will be supervising Muscles (Trenton). David tells Jason to be gentle with Muscles and that “he may not be the brightest, but he’s a good, strong worker.” Mmmhmm. Soon, Muscles enters, with his big, er…muscles, bulging through his work uniform as he carries boxes in. Because he’s running things at the warehouse, Jason gleefully takes advantage of his opportunity to degrade Muscles from the moment that he walks in. Once Muscles finishes with bringing the packages in, he asks Jason what’s inside. When he opens them to find a collection of kinky sexy toys, both guys start rubbing their crotches and are ready to get down to business.

There are many reasons behind the entertaining intensity of this flip-fuck. The whole screwing-the-boss fantasy is taken to a new level, with Muscles taking on the thick uncut cock and eager hole of his supervisor’s son. As an added special touch, there’s also extensive foreplay and fun with one of the trusty dildo machines that Muscle discovered earlier in the scene. As if that wasn’t enough, it’s interesting to watch the way power is reversed throughout the scene. For example, Muscles gets revenge for Jason’s disrespect once the bratty son becomes his bitch-bottom. Conversely, Muscles also surrenders to Jason, despite their age difference and status; in fact, Muscles seems to get off on that fact, exclaiming things like “Thank you, boss!” during their scandalous tryst. No matter what facet of the scene is highlighted, it is a strong opener that introduces the film’s multidimensional tone and themes.

Though the first scene kicks things off on an attention-grabbing note, the next will leave jaws dropped. Scene two takes us to the meeting that David spoke to Jason about at the beginning of the movie. The conversation is being held by a handsome coach (Logan Vaughn) who is looking to find a solution to the unruly antics of his students (Cody Avalon, Trent Ferris, and Sam Truitt). Frustrated with the boys, David tells the coach and another father (Jake Jennings) suggests implanting his favorite method of discipline—the one that involves a belt and tighty whities! As David gives Sam his punishment, Jake, Logan and the boys look on, becoming aroused by what they witness. Things take an unexpected turn once David is done giving Sam a few lashes and asks if he thinks they should “do what they do at home?” and Sam agrees. David then glances at his audience, gets on his knees and gives Sam a mean rimjob. From there, the classroom goes completely wild and breaks out into a full-blown orgy that includes heavy oral sessions, fuckholes being passed off left and massive cum explosions. And yes, it’s just as crazy as it sounds.

Much like scene one, the movie’s second scene offers a variety of appealing components as well. The first and most obvious would be the over-the-top nature of the plot line which is remarkable in itself.  It is jam-packed with lustful fantasies- a teacher with students, step-relatives with step-relatives, older men taking on younger men, and more. It is completely insane, but executed in a way that is difficult to turn away from. Not to mention, there are big dicks, muscles, and limitless hardcore action everywhere you turn; the screen is set on fire from the moment it begins. Lastly, David Benjamin delivers a knockout performance as the convincingly sinister leader of this messy showdown and doesn’t miss a single beat at any point that he’s on camera. Put simply, LaRue and the actors pull off a ballsy move that hits the viewer hard.

 With just two scenes, Daddy Chasers is sure to blow your socks off. It shows that sometimes, there is some good in being bad—indulge for yourself, right here!

Until next time, friends!

– Simba

Phantom Phucking For HALLOWEEN!

Friday, October 24th, 2014

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The Halloween season is upon us. It’s a time when the days have grown shorter and the nights seem more foreboding. Jack-o-lanterns, witches, and ghosts grace front porches and stoops, candy will be consumed in bulk, and for one special night of the year we can dress as slutty as we want and no one can say a thing about it. My favorite part of the season… The ghost stories.

Imagine living in a haunted house. Now, imagine living in a haunted house with a ghost who likes to make contact. Now imagine living in a haunted house with a ghost who likes to make contact… physically; and by physically, I mean sexually.

I’ve read and even seen a few films about things that go “pump” in the night.

Erotically charged supernatural episodes rarely get as much attention as the good ol’ fashioned hair-raising terror tales, but they deserve a little more attention don’t they?

Well then, I have a story for you. Of course it happened to the quintessential “friend of mine”. For that IS who told me this bone chilling, yet boo-ner inducing tale…

To preface the story I’ll give you a little background on this guy; I’ve known him for years, he’s serious about his career, is unbelievably handsome, well read, and kind of a slut. (It’s ok, I can slut shame him, because we are both sluts, and we agree that we both have that in common.) Anyway, he is not the type to be superstitious (he likes pulling me under ladders because he knows I hate it), and doesn’t indulge in narcotics or substances other than good beer and whiskey (and weed, but that doesn’t count). When he’s not out saving lives he can be found at the gym, in the library, or beside me at the bar cruising the meat.

So, tell me your story.

“The place was really old, you know like eighteen hundreds or something.”

Ok, let me clarify, he was living in a converted late eighteenth century townhouse, turned apartments in Center City.

“Anyway, I had been renting it for a couple of months but was spending most of my nights at the guy I was seeing’s place, but that didn’t last, so now I was sleeping at my own place… in my own bed… alone… again.”

Spare me. Alone? Blah Blah Blah.

“Fuck you.”

Go on.

“The apartment was pretty cheap considering the rest of Center City’s prices; second floor, good light, nice sized rooms, claw foot tub, small kitchen, whatever. Like I said I hadn’t been there long, and hadn’t spent much time in the place. I was pretty bummed remember? So I wasn’t going out much, didn’t want to do anything really except go to work, hit the gym, head home, and watch Netflix. I started getting the feeling I wasn’t really alone, I felt like I was being watched; especially in the shower, and in the bedroom. It was starting to unsettle me. Luckily there was another smaller room that I could have had a roommate move into, but I didn’t want one, so I moved my bed in there and used my old room as a dining room cause it had those French doors into the living room. The feeling didn’t go away. In fact it became more intense. You know how I always have clear shower curtains, cause “Psycho” freaked me out? I was shampooing my hair and I swear a hand slipped through the curtains and ran down my chest. I opened my eyes but nothing was there, it was definitely a hand.”

*Now that should send a shiver down your spine, and I will also add “my friend” has fucking rockin body, even I want to touch him.

*Anonymous*

“I was pretty freaked out so I finished up, dried off and decided to go out for a drink. Couple of beers and a few shots later I had forgotten all about the hand in the shower, actually I had forgotten about everything because I passed out in my jeans but I didn’t wake up in them. The next morning I woke up thinking someone had slipped out of my bed, and sat bolt fucking up, did I bring home a trick and forget? No one was there. Then I realized I was naked. Now, I remember flopping down on my bed and not taking off my jeans, and there they were, folded on the God damned dresser across the room! Not only was I hungover, now I’m thinking I have drinking problem. There was no way in hell I took off my jeans and underwear and folded them up all neat, and put them on my dresser. You’ve met me, it’s a miracle if I even fold my tee shirts and put them away. So I started noticing more little things here and there, nothing crazy, nothing to be seen. Every once and a while I would sense someone in my bed, or the opposite side of it would be warm if I rolled over; I guess I was just getting used to it. So this is when I first told you about it. Remember when  “Name omitted/mutual friend”  came over, we were gonna hook up, and he bailed just as I had finished taking a piss? He was so weird. Turns out he was too scared to even tell me that someone whispered in his ear “who are you?” while he was taking off his shirt. So a ghost was fucking with my sex life. That night I kinda went a little cray and walked around talking to whoever or whatever was in that place. You know, like “Hey you can go to the light.” and all that. Things died down for a little while. Fall had arrived and I had taken my coats to the cleaner and picked them up after work. I threw them on the couch, still in the plastic I might add, and hit the shower. When I got out I was walking through my bedroom door when, I swear to God, my towel was pulled off me. I told myself it got caught on the door jamb, but really, looking back it had to have been the ghost. What really creeped me out was a few minutes later. I walked into the living room to grab a jacket for that night and they were gone. Fucking gone. So what the fuck? Where could they have gone? I marched into the hall to check the door; locked. Went to go grab my phone in my room; Jackets. The God Damned jackets were hanging on the closet door… Out of the plastic. Shit started to happen again; footsteps, the scent of cigarette smoke, doors opening or closing on their own. But the touching was the worst. I would feel hands on my body and wake up in the middle of the night because of it. It started to bother me, and as it progressed I noticed it would get worse if I spent the night at someone else’s, or if I had a hook up at my place. I started to think about moving. That’s when I came home one evening I was taking off my clothes in the bedroom when my door slammed shut, immediately I felt what felt like a chest press against my back, and what felt like a hand running down my arm. Once I felt its breath on my neck I freaked out! I thought someone had broken in or something. I spun around … Nothing. Nobody.”

*This is the part where “my friend” gets a little uncomfortable.

“You don’t think anybody who reads this is going to believe it?”

I don’t know?

*Will you?

“So, I didn’t stay at my apartment that night. I ended up hooking up with “name omitted/mutual friend” and stayed at his place. I knew I had to look for a new apartment. I wasn’t staying in that place. The following night I had worked up enough courage throughout the day that I would just grab a drink after work, go to dinner, be a man, and sleep in the place I’m paying for.”

*At this point he gets up and fixes us drinks. Settling back down, he continues.

“I left the windows open because it was such a nice Fall night. Kind of crisp, but great sleeping weather you know. I took off my clothes and slipped under the covers. I don’t know what time it was, but I felt a warm hand around my cock. I was still kind of asleep and wasn’t sure if I was just dreaming. I rolled over on my back and the sensation continued. What was weird was that I wasn’t uncomfortable, I was enjoying it. Sounds fucking weird, I know. Then it changed. It felt like the hand had switched to a mouth, I was getting a blowjob. I just laid there. I didn’t want it to stop. Hell, it was one of the best blowjobs of my life.”

Taking a deep breath he goes on.

“When it stopped I opened my eyes. I could see my covers were pulled down and my dick was slick with spit, and then I felt it again.”

*He has to pause.

“No one’s going to believe this.”

So what?

“I kept my eyes open and watched as my dick was squeezed. I mean I could see it being squeezed. Then I felt, and you know the feeling, of the head being pressed against an asshole. I was the freakiest, fucking strangest, thing I have ever seen. I watched as my cock was sat on by an invisible bottom. I even watched my foreskin slip back, I could feel everything, and see everything. It was so fucked up. I was hot, sweating, and I could feel the weight of it on me. Straddling me. Riding me. It felt amazing. Funny thing was, it wasn’t cold, the whole thing was hot. So the ghost was riding me for a while. I almost came when it slipped off, and then… I Fucking shit you not. I felt my legs go up and before I knew it, I was getting fucked. I swear to you I was getting fucked by a fucking ghost. I could feel every inch of his dick as he fucked me, and he was fucking me hard, jerking me off simultaneously until I remember throwing my head back and cumming like I have never cum before. I felt it land all over me, even hitting my face. I was covered in sweat and cum, breathing heavily while the ghost was still fucking me. I even felt him cum inside of me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Afterwards I felt a tongue licking up the cum from off of my chest and on my cock again.”

*I’m practically cumming right now!

*He takes a sip of his whiskey.

“I opened up my eyes, and looked down. The hottest guy was cleaning up my mess, starring back at me. I froze, but couldn’t tell if I was going to scream or what? The guy was hot. I could see, even in the dark, that he had a fucking hot body, a little scruff; and when he sat up he had a tattoo on his chest, a heart or a bird, you know like Sailor Jerry. Whatever, anyway, he just looked at me licked some cum off his finger, smiled and winked at me. I blinked and he was gone.”

Just Gone? Was it real, or just an intensely hot wet dream?

“I flicked on the light and looked around, he was definitely gone.”

But how do you know it was real?

“Well, first off, I was covered in cum. Second, my hole was sore as hell. And third, I could smell someone else in the room, it wasn’t my musk, I know what I smell like.”

*Mmm… Musky…

Anything else?

“He came in me remember… I pushed his cum out of my hole for Christ sake.”

*Igor above… Now THAT is a cum shot!

Wow.

“I AM going to say, it was a really hot fuck.”

*To follow this up I’ll let you know “my friend” did end up moving to a different apartment not far from his previous residence. Does he regret not having his unearthly playmate?

“Sometimes” he says with a laugh. “No I don’t miss him. You can’t quite have a relationship with a ghost. Besides, I wouldn’t know how to explain him, what if things got serious with someone else? Could we break up? How would I explain it if I was accused of cheating… is it really cheating if you’re fucking the ghost in your apartment? I don’t know? I did say goodbye to him in my own way”

How?

“I gave him one hell of a private show. I hope he liked it.”

*I bet he did. So do I know the address of this haunted apartment? Yes, I’ve been inside it. Am I going to share it? No. So what do you think? You’ll have to decide for yourself. All I hope was that it might have given you hard-on!

Now that I’ve whet your palette for some man-on-man sex here are five of my ghoulish recommendations to get you in the holiday spirit… and other spirits if you will.

#5 Halloween film to watch: “Twinkula” from Dirty Fuckers, directed by John Smith.

*Hot scene: Scene 5.  Rudy Valentino &  Timmy Taylor.

#4 Halloween film to watch: “Twinklight” from GayLifeNetwork, directed by Afton Nills.

*Hot scene: Scene 8.  JT Wreck, Darin & Ethan Storm.

#3 Halloween film to watch: “Bedtime Stories” from Catalina, directed by Scott Masters.

*Hot scene: Scene 2.  Billy Eagle & Johnny Rahm.

#2 Halloween film to watch: “Scared Stiff” from Bijou Classics.

*Hot scene: Scene 1.  Steve Collins & Tim Kramer.

And my number one pick… You guessed it!

#1 Halloween film to watch: “The Haunting” from CockyBoys, directed by Jake Jaxson.

*Hot scene: Scene 1.  Arnaud Chagall, Dillon Rossi & Jake Steel.

Happy Halloween from all of us at GayHotMovies.com! We hope you get plenty of tricks and plenty of treats… Make sure to follow me on Twitter @Otter_Holt and on Facebook.

Sleep Tight tonight,

-The Otter

Mid Week Top 3

Wednesday, September 4th, 2013

Usually I try to pick 3 hot clips from different movies but coming in today and seeing Fucked By Our Dads by Catalina in the recently added gave me everrrrything I needed. Adam Russo, Alex Slater, Shay Michaels.. the list goes on.

First up, Spencer Reed & Alex Slater.. FUCK I love seeing two muscle gods go at it. Meh on Alex riding Spencer s cock, sure I love a guy to ride me but that’s more at the beginning of getting my dick in em, would of loved to see Spencer flip him over and really give him a pounding like he’s known for. The hot scene for me was Spencer eating out Alex’s jock butt! The close up of his face when Spencer’s tongue is in his ass, arms behind his head with his hairy pits.. uhh, HOT..

Next, Shay Michaels. Looks like he’s put on a few pounds, and I’m not talking muscle. It looks SO DAMN GOOD on him, the fuller face, all that fur and his lil belly as he’s getting fucked, amazing.. I’ve watched this clip at least 5 times already.

Lastly, Adam Russo getting his entire cock swallowed, like balls deep back of the throat fucking. THE END!

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