If a postcard included sex, it would look like Hungarian Rhapsody. The Hungarian countryside is positively breathtaking, and one might suffer severe oxygen deprivation by the time the cast starts to appear.

Andras Borsos plays Gabor, a satisfied farmer. He stands out in the field wielding his scythe when he decides to take a break. He removes his shirt, takes a swig from a bottle and pulls out a bunch of carrots to munch on. He takes one look at the carrot he is about to eat, and has second thoughts. Soon enough, his firm naked butt is up in the air while the carrot slowly disappears up the back end of his digestive tract. The carefree life of working the land has never looked so good, but it soon gets better.

While Gabor is preoccupied in the middle of a plowed field, the sound of galloping horses fills the soundtrack. Three riders soon pull up. Rather than being shocked by Gabor's somewhat unethical plowing methods, the riders soon lose their clothes and the fucking and sucking begins, the carrot forgotten somewhere in the fertile soil. There is something decidedly sexy about two couples fucking in the field while a heavy-duty harvester drives by off in the distance, mechanically performing the job that the naked Hungarians have neglected. The Hungarians totally reclaimed the word "bare-backing," as the three buck-naked riders gallop away after seeding the ground at Gabor's feet.

Gabor returns to the barn, but can't find his farmhands. They are not among the cows or horses. They are not with the chickens. He finally locates them tussling in a hayloft. He receives a letter saying this his uncle in Budapest has died, leaving him a factory, and he must go at once.

On the way, he happens upon naked Hungarians frolicking in the Danube. Three hunks progress from watery horseplay, splashing about, to fucking on the riverbank as Gabor watches intently. He hitches a ride to Budapest and stops into a bar for a quick drink. He is soon drugged by a couple of patrons and carried to a hotel room where he is violated. What a waste of the date-rape drug, as Gabor was more than willing after emerging from his induced stupor. Gabor finally locates the abandoned factory he has inherited. As he is trying to determine exactly what to do with his new acquisition, sex fantasy men from his past materialize before him. Gabor seems to care even less for a life of entrepreneurial success than he does for a life of working the land. It seems all he wants to do is fuck around. Gabor is at the center of a major gangbang and finale circle jerk where the six fantasy men overpower him and cum on his naked, supine body. The sun never sets in Hungary.