Five scenes of vigorous, connected sexplay (and glamping) in the great outdoors headlined by charming, charismatic Woody Fox, who appears three times and earns his headliner status.
Fox is a newly signed Falcon exclusive with long, dark brown locks that flow to his shoulders, a lean, lightly furred physique and a deep, masculine Australian twang to his voice. His obvious comfort in his own skin and easy smile are additional attributes. This guy’s a keeper.
He first appears onscreen strolling alone through the woods, stripping off his shirt, boots and socks, shorts and eventually his briefs. It sets the tone nicely. He comes across ridiculously buff Seth Santoro showering and their chemistry is electric. Elsewhere, Fox makes out campside with tall, preppy-handsome Jacob Peterson. Both men clearly clicked with Fox. Their sexplay is spirited and energetic. Fox maintains eye contact and grins throughout; Santoro, in particular, seems ready to keep going.
Turn down the volume for the cumshots Fox delivers; he not only looks like Tarzan, he bellows like the jungle stud, too.
A third vignette is an oral-only treat with Jeremy Spreadums, which is an unfortunately hilarious stage name for a terrific performer. He’s all body and an intense, eager bottom. He and Fox trade blowjobs and dump their seed into the dirt.
Elsewhere, Spreadums (what a surname!) pairs off with JJ Knight as fast as humanly possible. However, Knight will not be rushed. Handsome and impressively hung, Knight is a sensual, confident lover and Spreadums is putty in his hands.
Ryan Rose, as superhero-handsome as ever, fucks the stuffing out of Casey Everett’s alluring bubble butt. They bang and bang some more, nearly collapsing a table. Rose really cuts loose as the sun sets in the background and Everett yelps as if he can’t believe his luck.
Dimarco’s smooth, unobtrusive camerawork and excellent use of the gorgeous scenery doubles as an alluring travelogue for Russian River campsites.