Gorge

TITAN Media urges you to gorge yourself with the saturation of sex and splendor in master director Bruce Cam's most spectacular outdoor epic ever ? Gorge. When nine brawny, hairy, muscular and well hung TITAN men venture into the stunningly rugged terrain of the upper Grand Canyon, they hardly expect to be overcome by the pure, undiluted strength of the primeval. The primitive, majestic setting is the embodiment of TITAN masculinity, and a perfect home for star Dred Scott, who is surely that. Perhaps the only ? aboriginal performer in erotica today. You'll be scorched when Dred grapples in sweaty action with famed leatherman Ray Dragon, who returns to the screen after too long of an absence. Appearing totally out of his leathers, Ray is freshly relaxed yet virile as ever in Gorge, while Dred reveals new and warmer facets of his primordial masculinity. Together, they are as monumentally strong and gloriously elemental as the spellbinding setting where Gorge was filmed.


In the five extended scenes of its two hour and 40 minute running time, Gorge smolders with hot and sweaty man-action. Gorge isn't a fetish movie. It's all about a male sexuality that's ruggedly ardent. And it's not a drama. There's neither story nor dialogue to intrude on the nonstop action, with the expansive, sun-burnt solitude of the severe terrain giving the men larger than life dimension.


Ray Dragon appears first with Dred and then newcomer Matthew York in two crammed-with action scenes, while Dred appears in three scenes with a variety of partners. The other cast members are Carlos Marquez, who appeared with Ray in some famous Colt photographs, while Chad Williams and Jake Marshall come from TITAN's Slammer. They're joined by new TITAN stars Rick Hollander and Ben Jakks, and, making his first appearance in a TITAN movie as a special guest, popular star Carlos Morales.


As Bruce Cam's yearly outdoor feature for 2002, Gorge exceeds its forebears not only in its awesome setting, but expands as never before all the director's themes: virile men in outdoor, natural settings where there's always water -- and the soul-slaking juices of men. There's gobs of saliva and spit in Gorge, and more cum play than you've seen before these guys lap it up and rub it in like a balm.


As Gorge begins, Dred Scott materializes beneath the arch of a soaring natural bridge. Is he the spirit of these strong and silent elements, or another vacationer? Ray sees Dred waiting for him just past every bend of the river and wonders if this is dreamtime or reality. Dred sure feels real when Ray scrambles ashore. Their beards intertwine, and they kiss deeply. Ray sinks to his knees, engulfing Dred's arching cock in his mouth, slathering the swollen cockhead with thick spit and gagging as it hits the depths of his throat. When he spits on his own cock, Dred quickly kneels to suck up the man's dripping saliva. But Dred needs a man's deeper taste, and sinks his face into Ray's moist and hairy ass. This tight and juicy holy spot sends Dred over the edge, and with his balls buried in Ray's mouth, he shoots high and hard. Then he runs his hands through the matted hair on Ray's heaving chest as his partner is wracked with his own gutbusting orgasm. When Ray opens his eyes, Dred is gone, and his brush with the timeless is over.


But it's just starting for buddies Chad Williams and Carlos Marquez. They don't see Dred watching over them from atop a cliff, but down in the canyon they sure feel the wilderness' pervasive urges. They're doing what guys do when they're alone with nature -- roughhousing in the river, pissing upstream and scurrying back to camp so they can settle into some savory and zealous lovemaking. Chad is tall and lean, hard bodied and hairy. Carlos, whose well developed arm is covered with a 3/4 sleeve tattoo, is compact, robustly muscled, and smooth. There's just a teasing ring of hair around his asshole, and Chad licks it neatly down to expose the hot hole, which he fucks with slow and deep strokes. His thick meat parts the fully packed, round globes of Carlos' muscular ass for an extensive pummeling. Chad splatters his scalding cum on Carlos' chest, licks it up and spits it back onto Carlos' tit, massaging the precious lube around the taut nipple with his tongue. That makes Carlos cum big time.


In an extended scene that's the sensational heart of Gorge, Ray Dragon's roughhewn
masculinity is a striking contrast to the rosy cheeks and bleached blond hair of newcomer
Matthew York. But York's no softie, and he surprises Ray with the challenge of his demanding sexuality. They lock together fiercely. Matthew expertly deep throats Ray, who can't help rolling over to offer his hairy ass to Matthew's searching tongue. Then Ray pushes Matthew up against the rocks to get his craggy face in the blonde's satiny butt, and he taunts Matthew's tight and sweet hole with his cockhead before gliding the stiffly swollen manrammer home. Matthew bucks arduously as Ray pounds and plunges, 'til finally the sweaty, heaving pair spout handfuls of thick cum.


They've both been aware of being watched. Just down river, beefy daddy Jake Marshall has been practicing his martial arts when Dred Scott suddenly attacks him, wrestles him to the ground -- and kisses him. The bearded, tattooed pair make out rapturously, swapping places as they rim and fuck, their passion intensified by Ray and Matthew's nearby jousting. Dred can't take his eyes off Matthew's cute bootie. He's all about getting into that. He joins the men for a happy trio, working Matthew's ass 'til all three cum again. And then, an unquenchable power of nature, he rejoins Jake, who impales himself on Dred's still roaring hard-on. Ray and Matthew work their tireless cocks as they watch Dred and Jake's strenuous fuck, and all four haul up yet another load.


There's something about a primitive setting that releases a guy to find pleasure in a most basic way. So when a trio of backpackers pause in their hiking so one of them can take a leak, the other two aren't surprised to find cocks in hand and subsequently mouths and asses. Carlos Morales and tall solid Ben Jakks swap asses in some hungry turn-about fucking, and redhead Rick Hollander gets in the action by topping them both before a daisy chain of fucking brings a fusillade of cum pellets shooting from all three.


When Carlos Marquez is gathering firewood, the sudden appearance of Dred Scott scares
him. Yet Dred wants to show he comes in peace, and coaxes Carlos out of hiding and into his arms ? where there's also room for Chad Williams. Soon, Carlos has both the men's cocks in his mouth, and after Dred drags the crown of his heavy cock across Carlos' pink asshole, he gets the big bazooka mightily rammed all the way up there. This sort of elemental plowing drenches them all with jizz, with Dred sticking his fingers up Carlos' ass as he spouts high over Carlos' head. And then they all laugh, "Happy," as director Cam likes to say, "in the afterglow."