Fucked

Studio 2000 exclusive Rod Daily is at the center of a sexual whirlwind that goes by the name of Fucked. We first see Rod curled into the fetal position, sucking his thumb as he lies on a couch. Rod's doctor is telling Rod that he'll be undergoing memory regression therapy the next day. Because Rod is basically catatonic, he registers no reaction upon receiving this news. But the next day, as he's wheeled back into the doctor's office and deposited on the couch again, he's considerably changed. He's still not entirely back in reality, but as his eyes roll around and he moves restlessly, his doctor (Park Wiley) tells Rod that he's been given a psychotropic drug to aid in the therapy. Dr. Wiley has taken the counterpart drug in order to enter this mind maze with Rod and help him out of it. Hey, it's porn, so unorthodox procedures are to be expected. Where Dr. Wiley and Rod go will almost make you wish you had a doctor who was so willing to flout convention in the course of treating whatever illness befalls you.

After a rapid-fire series of disjointed sexual and surreal images, Rod's first mental excursion is one hell of a wet dream. In a sort of dungeon-like bedroom with metal walls, Rod and two other sculpted male specimens disrobe. First Rod (who looks much better naked and free instead of cooped up in a mental hospital) has a go at sucking the beautiful cock of sexy blond Ross Stuart. Meanwhile, Rod's fellow Studio 2000 exclusive Franco Santoro (looking like a gay porn version of that jock with the mohawk on "Glee") climbs onto the bed and stands over Ross so he can fuck his mouth while Rod keeps bobbing slowly and sensually on Ross's long dick. Franco, it must be noted, appears to be such a fan of a certain athletic shoe company that he had their logo tattooed on his left thigh, but it doesn't detract from his intensely gorgeous, ripped body. Their oral daisy chain gives way to a series of ever-hotter positions that allow for more exploration of each other's incredible bodies. The sight of Rod jerking off and squatting on Franco's face for some luscious, enthusiastic tongue action while Ross masturbates as he continues to savor Franco's cock is one of the most exciting images of the film – indeed one of the best threeway groupings imaginable, as they're all gorgeous and clearly into it. Ross manages to work himself up into an eruption just from sucking Franco's fantastic piece of meat, but Franco and Rod carry on, completely lost in each other. First they sixty-nine each other so beautifully you might have a hard time not losing it, but you'll want to pace yourself and reach the end of this phenomenal pairing. Although Franco is a man of few words, he has an intense determination to fuck the hell out of his bottom that transcends any dialogue. "Words are very unnecessary," as Depeche Mode rightly pointed out many years ago. There are plenty of great close-up shots of Franco pounding Rod's firm, shapely ass. But just when you thought you'd seen these guys at their best, Rod and Franco switch places. Rod as a top is a little more casual, but just as sexy to watch. It's hard to believe they each have the stamina to keep going as long as they do, as hot as this is, but these are champion fuckers in a scene with definite replay value.

The scenario turns from desirable to demented when Rod later wakes up in a suspended cage and finds out his playmates have decided to keep him around "kind of like a dog." They tell him he'll be meeting a few of their friends later. Rod isn't the only captive: Jason Crew is another one of their pets, and gets a golden shower from Franco while in the background Rod continues to rattle his own cage. Next, as promised, Ross and Franco have some friends join them in their violent playground. Hot, leather-clad Studio 2000 exclusive CJ Madison whips, rims, and then finger-fucks Dallas Adams, a tasty sub with a bubble butt who's bound to a cross. Elsewhere in the playroom, Adam Faust gets a huge dildo up Tony Bishop's hungry little ass while Franco and Ross team up on their pet Jason. It all happens simultaneously and the action shifts focus between the different pairings (best of all is when Tony takes Adam's gloved fist and looks like his iron-hard cock is about to burst all over his lean body). Rod watches and listens to it all from his cage, pounding furiously at his own raging erection until he pops. It looks like he doesn't mind being their new dog after all.

How all this incredible sex turned Rod into a quivering, speechless bundle who needed to be institutionalized isn't really clear, but the effect on Dr. Wiley isn't so sane either. We see him yelling in fear, still apparently doped up, until Rod shakes him awake and drags him over to the couch to act out some of the things they just saw together through the bonds of psychotropic medication. "Now who's the whack job?" Rod leers as he gets to work taking his revenge on the doctor for making him relive those moments. Well, different strokes for different folks, and all that. You'll definitely have a lot to stroke to with Fucked – it's one cleverly plotted, incredibly performed piece of gay fetish and one you, unlike Rod's character, won't mind revisiting over and over.

Studio 2000 sure had a formidable task on their hands putting together the epic Fucked. Director John Travis clearly had a vivid image of what he wanted to achieve with the release, and with all the attractive, buff performers at his disposal and a star like Rod Daily, he had plenty to work with from the get-go.

Now, we've all seen the doctor/patient dynamic in porn before. In fact, it's probably one of the most commonly used scenarios in storyline-based adult film. But never before have I seen it executed quite like this and with such fantastic results. The ensuing extreme and BDSM-filled sex is of such an ambitious level, without taking things to an over-the-top or gag-inducing step too far, that I'd put this film up there as one of the best uses of the plot-device.

It follows Daily as he seeks help from Dr Park Wiley. Clearly suffering from some intense mental trauma, Daily is given memory regression therapy by Wiley who feeds him psychotropic drugs. The ensuing action takes place inside Daily's drug-fuelled sexual haze and what a truly great ride it is.

For no other reason than it's the true highlight of this title, I'd definitely start out on scene two of the fantastical dream sequence, which makes up the introductory chapter to a massive two-part fetish-fest. It all begins with a fantastic opening image that sees Rod Daily locked in a suspended cage flanked on both sides by muscle boys Franco Santoro and Ross Stuart. But it's not Daily who'll be the object of much of the action in this encounter. In fact, the whole scene expands to take in three separate sexual activities all in the one room – talk about ambitious. To start off Santoro and Stuart walk over to another caged hottie (Jason Crew) who's locked within his confines accompanied only by a dog's bowl full of food.

Santoro starts to piss on him (who's the real dog?) before letting him out to join all the fun. This is where the camera pulls back to reveal the full extent of this dungeon of kink, with each activity as boner inducing as the next. It's hard to encapsulate in words the full extent of all the action – in one part of the room CJ Madison is whipping Dallas Adams to cries of "more, more" and "have you been a bad boy?" In another part of the room is cute twinky Tony Bishop sucking on Adam Faust and then there's the threeway in the middle.

Everywhere you turn there's something to interest all lovers of rough, hardcore sex. My personal favorite was the anal action in the threesome. Stuart really plows away at Crew’s hole while Crew sucks on Santoro and they swap positions throughout the scenes. Things progress quickly with Faust and Bishop as well, to the extent that Faust opens up Bishop’s ass with an assortment of toys. And the luckiest guy of all is Daily, who gets to see all this from his prized position in the elevated cage seating.

Other highlights of this massive-scale double-scene include Adams being rimmed by Madison's incredibly talented tongue before he shoves his cock deep inside, Faust's introduction of hot wax into his and Bishop’s extreme penetration and then the pièce de résistance: Bishop being fisted by the hot daddy who lets loose on his hole like he was just a puppet.

The cum-explosions of all this fuck-convention's participants are, as you can imagine, quite the sight. There are guys blowing their loads everywhere, on everything (from boots to each other's muscled chests) while being fucked by cocks and dildos a-like. It's a fitting end to an amazingly envisaged sequence.

Feel like a cool-down from the mammoth scale action? How about an intimate (but still very rough) one-on-one to round out this adventure? In the final scene we're back with the good doctor and his hot, young patient just in time to see the tables turned. Daily sets upon Dr Wiley to show him a live example of what's on his mind and begins by shoving his cock down his throat. Wiley deep-throats his smooth, ripped patient's boner before eating his hole and then propping Daily on a wheelchair in order to ram his ass (that's certainly the first time I've seen that before). Deciding he wants a ride on Daily's fantastic-looking tool, he sits on it and shows his proficiency as a bottom while the film's star shows no mercy. It's easily some of the best anal in the film and an equally exciting (and stimulating) ending to an all-round great film.