"Aw, you’re gonna start that up, huh?" asks coy Gunner Raines as smiling Rick Waters opens Raines’ fly. Director Joe Serna is definitely starting again another of his homemade, homey twink-fests, with five scenes of lads lying about his San Francisco house as if it was their home, which it practically is, so many of the cuties have made so many movies there for him. The boys pretend they’ve just dropped in to watch offscreen straight porn and just happen to have sex (although they often speak to us, "You guys"). What makes each fuck-scene different is the personalities of the boys. They range from blatantly playing to the camera, to others who act as if they really did just happen to drop by to use any handy asshole. Serna just about invented cum-eating, and everyone does it here. There’s no pretense of passion or romance. They chat as they screw and then jack into each other’s mouths. Or into their own mouths, as Waters does. Popeyed blond Roar fucks complacent Levi Davis. Shane (a gaunter Roar) with false reluctance lifts his legs to be fucked by boyish auburn-haired Mason Nite who wears a big belt buckle saying "AS SEEN IN PORN." Raines and a thuggy-looking blond, Lucas Ice, play the straight-porn-makes-me-hot game. Downy-holed anal virgin Ice is the one who says, "You want to do what to me?" A few thrusting minutes later he’s demanding cum on his tits. Tall, ear-studded, goofy-looking Tek gets his first fucking and faceful of spooge after watching older, butch Rock Lee dildo himself with a tattooed arm. After-sex interviews are endearing.

RETAILING: Joe Serna’s usual house-full of San Francisco twinks watch a little straight porn, then do five scenes of gay porn for us, including cum-eating.