Studio: Bijou / Trophy Video
Directed by: Steve Scott
Year of Production / Release: 1984
Country of Production: U.S.A.
Steve Anthony
Steve Collins
Casey Donovan
Daniel Holt
Mark Leonard
Steve Peters
Jorge Rodriquez
Eric Ryan
Peter Wave
SCENE 1: Steve Collins tops Peter Wave
SCENE 2: Casey Donovan tops Steve Anthony who tops Steve Collins
SCENE 3: Eric Ryan tops Daniel Holt
SCENE 4: Steve Collins and Steve Peters tease each other and jack-off
SCENE 5: Eric Ryan tops Casey Donovan
SCENE 6: Steve Collins tops Daniel Holt with Mark Leonard (?) jack-off while watching
SCENE 7: Casey Donovan orally services Jorge Rodriquez
DVD-R Re-Release is quite excellent.
NON-STOP is about as apt a title as a film could have. Horny airline steward Steve Collins visits a friend in New York and has about as much sex, in almost every permutation, as a person can have in one day. This Steve Scott film, beautifully shot and starring beautiful, masculine men, is both a wild romp and a reminder of the way porn used to be. One scene takes place in the now-demolished Chelsea Piers, one on a rooftop, and another in a stairwell. B. Body of Review Collins drives from the airport to his West Hollywood apartment. There he finds his roommate’s trick, blindingly blonde Peter Wave, asleep and naked. So before he gets dressed to go to New York, he has a little pre-vacation fun with Wave’s used goods. Wave tugs on Collins’ pretty foreskinned cock and slides the spongy thing into his hot mouth. When Collins is nice and stiff, Wave sits atop his rhythm stick and rides him into ecstasy. Collins’ cum shot is captured in tasty, drip-drip slow motion. Collins flies to New York and arrives at his pal’s apartment. This friend of his, soap-opera star Casey Donovan, is sleeping on a foldout couch with butch stud Steve Anthony. Collins undresses and joins them. In the morning, the three treat themselves to a threesome with Collins sampling Anthony’s large sausage before having his pipes cleaned. There is some really sexy foreplay in this scene, but it unfortunately stops too soon. Not that the fucking isn’t hot, it is an interesting combination of slow and athletic, but the way the three men caress and kiss is just too good to be gone so fast. Elsewhere in the Big Apple, soap producer Eric Ryan makes love to his boyfriend, mustachioed Daniel Holt. They sixty-nine, burying their faces in each other’s thick bushes. Overall their session is strictly by the books, but the amazing camerawork and pacing give it a little something extra. Back in Donovan’s apartment, Collins takes a shower. As he dries off he sees a blonde in red Speedos on a nearby roof. The blonde sees him, too, so he peels down his panties and starts to diddle his uncut tool. Collins whips his cock out from his towel and does the same. They perform for each other, the blonde kneads his ass cheeks and offers peek-a-boo peeks of his hole, Collins practically stands on his tippie toes. When they both cum, they cum big, like whoa! Collins has sex once more, this time with Daniel Holt. Earlier Holt delivered a script to Donovan and he and Collins made eyes at each other. Later in the day, Holt finds Collins on the street and lures him to the Chelsea Piers for a quick-n-dirty. Collins expertly swallows Holt’s titanic staff (this guy’s size outs most “horsehung” stars to shame”) and then fucks him against an open window. The blowjobs are amazing, the fucking is raw, and as an added bonus, an anonymous man, whose face we never see, watches the proceedings and jerks off. Donovan brings up the end of the film with a little cum cocktail, served by a Latino in a stairwell. Then it’s back to Hollywood for Collins, where we can be sure he’ll continue his NON-STOP fun. Condoms.
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