This fly-on-the-wall solo series used to follow sleek, untouchable-looking upper-class youths through upscale houses as they showered, dried, napped, and finally jacked off. Well, brunet Joe is a Dean Cain–type looker, but he carries a baseball bat and has a tit-ring. He slouches right away in the crawlspace behind an apparently low-rent home and jacks, acknowledging us and the camera with sultry looks, then into a tract-house looking bathroom for his first finish, and a black leather sofa for a second. In other words, the stakes have been lowered, but they're sure nice stakes of their class. And as before, the camera constantly moves slowly, lending some of the tingling, stalking importance that the series has always had.

RETAILING: For series fans, two solos by a less-classy than usual cutie.