Beautiful buggering. If a cock is long and hard enough, you can sit on it and jack it off with your anus without any fear of its popping out. That's the first thing you learn in this magnificent widescreen fuck-flick, a delicately-colored cornholing movie populated by slim, smooth athletes who sometimes look like delicate Art Deco statuettes, only with horsedicks and hogs' assholes. Performer-turned-director Lucas Foz loves huge close-ups of swollen penises churning shaved anuses, and the intense faces of men looking one another in the eye while down below an erection is doing remarkable things to somebody's throat or bunger. He keeps the color cool and the nearly nonstop sex scorching hot. These refined and intelligent-looking men will twist their fat-free bodies into any position to gobble some cock, or let one fuck their sensitive faces. But the main feature is lean buttocks splitting to take in all the cock they can possibly absorb, and then letting it masturbate inside their eager butt-holes. One guy getting fucked on a table tries desperately to get a third guy's cock in his mouth, but he's being shaken too much by his handsome, hard-bodied, huffing, puffing, relentless, ramrodding fucker. In a pale pink-and-blue shower room, three in a sandwich-fuck and two in a duo gaze at each other with open, groaning mouths-godlike beings transformed into grunting brutes.