Get. Away.

Director Marc MacNamara lends a cinematic flair to this highly watchable island-set thriller with strong cinematography, including drone-mounted cameras and underwater photography, as well as effective editing, scoring and location work in the Florida keys to keep the storyline pumping along.

The small-but-mighty cast is led Diego Sans, whose physical beauty, natural charisma and acting chops once again steal the show. Castmate Michael Boston is the reigning XBIZ “Gay Performer of the Year.”

Reign and Boston pair off on a boat moored in sparkling blue waters underneath a bright sunny sky. Boston quickly goes to work deep-throating Reign’s sizable cock with slurpy gusto while the latter groans and issues dirty talk. Reign snacks on Boson’s plush ass and throws a sweaty, acrobatic fuck into the eager, sweaty power-bottom.

The storyline takes a dramatic twist (or two) when Boston goes missing and Butler and Sans realize their vacation getaway was a scam. The studs work off their tension with a relaxing outdoor fuck; Butler is handsome muscle cub and meshes nicely with scruffy Sans and his lean, furred physique.

Butler skillfully deep-throats and services Sans; they share a friendly, connected sexual chemistry. Sans slurps Butler’s hairy crack and throws a confident fuck into his buddy as they kiss and cycle through various positions. The heat really picks up when they switch to Butler riding Sans, who soon unleashes a fountain of cum and splatters Butler’s face and abs as rain begins to fall.

Bad guys Reign and Ricky Roman (or are they…?) pair off for an outdoor bang by the side of the road after an afternoon of making trouble. Roman is lean and inked with a man-bun and lots of macho swagger. They trade deep kisses and blowjobs and the sex takes a dominant tone as Reign fingers and preps Roman’s crack before slamming into his hole. Roman yelps breathlessly with pleasure and jerks out a spurting cumshot as he’s being fucked.

A nearly shirtless Sans jumps into and out of the ocean and races through a cemetery before the denouement takes a comic turn as he encounters the mastermind behind the film’s strange events, a besuited and devilishly handsome Damien Crosse.

Their erotic chemistry is palpable. Crosse furiously deep-throats Sans — he is an exceptional oralist — and bends over for a thorough ass-cleaning and energetic fuck, anxiously moaning throughout as if he’s been waiting for this moment for weeks. Both deliver splattery, spurting pop shots.