Five Star

'Five gold stars may signify the creme de la creme when it comes to hotel ratings, but there isn't a rating high enough for the charged sex that explodes from Titan's **Five Star**. A classic cast of
hairy-chested, stubble-faced studs partake in the kind of sweat-covered, muscle-heaving, man-on-man sex that
Titan delivers so well. **Five Star** is two hours of wall-to-wall sex that doesn't stop for
chit-chat, and casually dispenses with any plot.**Five Star** takes the classic 'Homo Hotel'
scenario, and gives it the straightforward, trustworthy Titan treatment. There's the bad-boy buddies who
check in just to get off; the lovers cuddling before the fire in their romantic hide-a-way; the hunky
repairman who's got one screwdriver for work and another bigger one for play; and the sexy chauffeur who
definitely knows how to burn rubber and when to throw it in reverse. **Five Star** features the
handsome, heavy hung, amply uncut and inexhaustibly versatile Marcos David, and lean 'n mean, uniquely inked
Dax Savage. They're joined by six name-above-the-title players, who've never been so ruggedly sensational
than when given the Titan 'five star' treatment.Smiling hunk Gus Mattox is the repairman who sends luscious
Rob Romoni's temperature rising. He's fixing the broken thermostat when Romoni walks in, wet from the shower
and wearing only a towel, which hits the ground soon enough. Romoni mouths Mattox's jumbo juice stick through
his jockeys ?til the wet spots show all, and then he pops the big piece of meat into his mouth. Mattox then
guzzles Romoni's plump peter, and spits on his asshole. Rob squirms as Gus fingers the hot hole's depths, and
Gus shoot his first load right onto that ripe rump. Lifting Romoni upside down, Gus plunges the nether
regions of his upturned honey pot. Gus is one skilled fucker of butts, and as he holds the tip of his
throbbing cock in Rob's spasming slop chute, Rob unleashes a lava load right into his own ecstatic face.Diego
Alvarez, Bo Knight and Cal Jackson belt back some beers as they watch the big game on TV. But when it's over,
it's time to fuck. Horse-hung Alvarez and growling muscle-god Bo Knight are two of the buffest, most
impossibly ripped studs around, and they throw smooth blond athlete Cal Jackson into a flip-flopping fuck
fest that leaves the sweaty, pile-driving buddies covered in cum with no hole left unplugged. The pals first
devour each other's monstrous pricks. Then Alvarez and Knight trade off using Jackson as a fuck machine,
bouncing their rock-hard butts up and down on his stiff rod. After Alvarez plunges his donkey-dick recklessly
into Knight's spasming bunghole, they all switch places - because that's what buddies do - and the boys bash
their boners up Jackson's sweet blond jam pot. Finally, Knight's animal-like lust drives all three horny
studs to blast their batter onto Diego's heaving chest.While rain beats against the window, lovers Marcos
David and Anthony Shaw cuddle in front of the fire. It doesn't take long for their romantic kisses to become
passionate. Shaw feverishly gnaws on David's chewy foreskin, and sucks his mighty cock so hard the hunky
beauty yelps in ecstasy. Pushing Shaw's ass up, Marcos finger-fucks Shaw until he sprays spunk all over his
own face, and Marcos drenches Shaw's boyish buns with a steaming pile of dick cream. Then Shaw whispers, 'I
want you to fuck me!' But, damn! There's no lube! So Shaw breaks off their brawling session momentarily, and
runs out for a fresh supply of slippery stuff, leaving Marcos worked up hard and hanging heavy.When chauffeur
Dax Savage drops off the umbrella that was accidentally left behind in the car, Marcos immediately jumps him,
strips him out of his uniform and pushes to his knees for a rude face fucking. But Savage flips Marcos over,
slobbers some spit onto his throbbing asshole, and bangs the daylights outta the moaning Marcos. Dax wants it
bad, too, and Marcos' ramrod splits his small white buns wide open. Suddenly, both men are spurting ropey
loads of jizz across each others' sweaty bodies.When Shaw returns with the lube, Marcos doesn't miss a
stroke. Quickly stashing Dax under the bed, he slams his still stiff prick right up Shaw's twitching bung
hole. With Savage frantically beating off down below, Marcos pounds Shaw's quivering fuck hole with a
machine-like gusto. Thrashing on the bed and howling like a cat in heat, Shaw makes so much noise when he
cums - twice in an agonizing row! - that Savage can crawl out from under the bed and through the door
unnoticed and unheard. Shaw's slick knob glistens angry red as he chokes out his last load, after which
incessantly horny Marcos blows his third tremendous shower of spooge.