Chain Reactions

This wild film, probably among the last actual porno films, is the perfect visual exploration of its title, Chain Reactions. Set in Los Angeles leather bar Chains, the scenes are connected by a dark, pulsing energy; they flow into one another, each subsequent sex act a little more frenzied, naughty and nasty. This building up of sexual excitement explains why the first third is a somewhat tame, if even a little lame. But, and this is a big but, Chain Reactions becomes absolutely incredible, with orgies, spankings, candle wax, slings, and even enemas more than making up for a slow beginning. This is the kind of porno that one would never get made these days. That's a damn shame.


Even folks who aren't normally aroused by leather-sex will be immediately intrigued; a beefy stud in a harness pulls up to Chains on his motorcycle. He's a real looker, not the kind of man one could ignore. The moment the door opens it's clear what kind of treats the viewers will see. An older, and very handsome, man is tied to a St. Andrew's cross. He is licked, sucked, and kissed by four other guys, all as hairy and meaty as their newfound love slave.



Another man has his cock locked up in a pillory of sorts; it's a little scary, but quite titillating. Sadly, nothing comes from these teases--sure, jism does fly, but there's no build up, no focus on anything beyond disjointed limb or swollen boner. Next, some butch blondes get freaky in a threesome involving rope, face fucking, and lots of groping. This sequence is marred by terrible sucking noises that have clearly been added in post-production. In fact, the sound design is a problem throughout the entire film. Lots of horrific 80's music, windstorm sound effects (why?), and even some gothic horror music threaten to suck the joy from the proceedings. Luckily it never quite does.



For example, no shitty soundtrack could ruin a solo performance by the Dwan, an Al Parker look-alike in a cowboy hat and chaps. He whips out his chubby pony pole and exposes his hairy asshole, and in front of a giant spider web, no less. An orgy follows, as does a little spanking and some serious ramming with a giant black dildo. Sounds great, right? Well, it actually gets better.



Two mustachioed dreamboats engage in a fantastic ass eating frenzy involving a sling, lots and lots of moist hair, and heavy breathing. The next fella in a sling gets most of his body pinched by dozens of clothespins. They are painstakingly applied to his body and then pulled out by his partner--each snaps loudly, frighteningly. Another man, who looks not unlike every other dark-haired mustachioed performer in the film, literally gets covered in hot wax; his dick seems to disappear under the globs of white goo.



A little later, some happy sub has his hole filled to bursting with water from two enema bags while he gives a blowjob. The film culminates with a return to the bar for a spankin', slappin', cock-exploding orgy, and it's quite a lovely way to end this pleasantly exhausting film.