"Having a big dick can get you in a heap of trouble," ruminates blond cornpone J.J. Bond, as he looks out from his prison cell. It seems that he and a buddy got caught exchanging blowjobs outside a nightclub by officer Rick Donovan. Servicing Donovan's huge, limp dick didn't spare them from a trip to the city jail. But J.J.'s own whopper will eventually get him out of trouble, when his prison guard just can't resist going down on him.

In the meantime, J.J. reveals his voyeuristic streak as he recalls spying on the rest of the cast – two lovers who passed themselves off as brothers, a three-way in a gym and a masturbating redhead. All the guys have the clean-cut, well-built navy/military look that director Yates and his Seabag Productions are famous for. The dicks are big and the sets look authentic. If only we didn't occasionally hear Yates giving cues from off-screen ("look straight ahead," "push him down"). A mood-breaker.