Limits does a middling job of stroking our sweet spots for leather, shaving, wrestling, toys and rubber. But with so many brilliant, explicit, and daring leather/fetish flicks out there, this one is somewhat tame by comparison. It really works best as a vehicle for Brendan Davies, a no-nonsense top who both opens and closes the film. One of the film’s highlights has Davies’ sitting in comfortably in a high-tech rim chair, his worn hole getting a first-rate tongue bath. The film is filled with small erotic snapshots: Steve Carlisle getting a messy facial, Steve Cruz getting a rough and ready buzzcut while simultaneously getting blown, Trey Casteel submitting on a slippery wrestling mat. No one is the cast is in real danger of being pushed beyond their comfort zone, but Limits works well as a multi-fetish primer.

RETAILING: Will do well stocked with similar leather/fetish titles as well as with other titles in the revamped Mustang series.