Released | Apr 01st, 1999 |
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Running Time | 79 |
Director | John Rutherford |
Company | Falcon Studios |
Cast | Kyle Becker, Sebastian Gronoff, Thom Barron, Jeff Palmer, Kevin Miles, Luc Jarrett, Carlos Morales, Virgil Sainclair, Kevin Williams |
Critical Rating | AAAA |
Genre | Gay and Bi |
It was a dark day in the gay porn world when twinky Super Bottom Kevin Williams decided to hang up his cumrag and go into retirement. Now, 10 years later, he's back. And he's back with a bang... or should I say gangbang?
With his older, mature and chiseled features, he's more handsome now. He even sports a tattoo. But he still has those adorable, brown puppy-dog eyes that helped make him one of the hottest commodities in the late '80s. And, of course, that ass. But we'll get to that.
In Betrayed, Williams saturates the video, appearing in three of the four sex scenes. His range goes from light vanilla sex to a four-man gangbang to a touch of fisting. He makes that 10 years worth the wait.
Williams is lounging in the pool when his lover, sexy Frenchman Virgil Sainclair, who is heading off to Paris, comes by to kiss him good-bye Williams doesn't let him off that easy, and the two begin the film with a romantic pairing, ending with Williams riding the first of the six cocks he'll attack in the course of the feature.
God's gift to gay men, beautiful Jeff Palmer is spying on the couple, and when they finish his attention is drawn to another duo (Kyle Becker and Luc Jarrett) going at it on a rock. The sparks fly as Becker bottoms for the big, uncut Frenchman, maintaining an incredible erection throughout this great scene.
Sainclair calls Palmer to ask him to keep an eye on Williams while he's gone. Palmer keeps an eye on him, all right -- through the window. Williams misses his lover, so he entertains himself with a huge dildo as Palmer watches. Finally, Palmer can't control himself any longer. He slides on a condom and walks right into the house. Williams doesn't resist too much and the scene ignites enough energy to rival an atomic blast. Whoever thought of pairing these two men should be given a medal. Palmer has an insatiable sexual appetite and they drive each other to the brink of ecstasy and back. Palmer fucks like a machine gun and Williams takes every single bullet. Palmer alternates using his dick, the dildo and his fist on the voracious bottom. The chemistry is electric from the second their eyes lock.
The final scene has Palmer calling his big-dicked buddies Kevin Miles, Carlos Morales, Thom Barron and Sebastian Gronoff to let them know that Williams is all alone in the house. They don nylon masks and pounce. They drag him (okay, so again, he doesn't put up much resistance) to a rock where they proceed to strap on four of the biggest dildos that Falcon has to offer and, one by one, pound away at the helpless bottom. They start with large and work their way up to gigantic. Ultimately, they tie him to a tree where he's bound until morning. They return and go at him again -- this time with the real beef. It's fascinating to watch as the assailants eventually stray from their tough guy acts and begin to take care of one another as well.
Sainclair returns and calls Palmer to let him know how thankful he is. But Williams shoots that devilish grin at the camera and you know he's already thinking of the next betrayal.
There's not a dull scene in the film and definitely not a soggy schlong. Director Rutherford directs with a precise hand, careful to concentrate on not only the penetration shots but the connections between the models as well. The videography is excellent, as always, and the editing is tight and crisp.
But the video belongs to Williams, who proves that he's still one of the most voracious bottoms in the business. He uses that bubble butt like a beautiful weapon and takes no prisoners. Here's hoping we won't have to wait another 10 years to see more of it.
Where to begin with pre-noms? Best Director, Videography, Editing, Sex Scene (Williams/Palmer), Group Scene (the gangbang) and Actor (Williams).