The opening pairing (Matt Majors and Eric Leneau stripping off their letterman jackets) that turns into an orgy (add Justin Dragon and Michel Mattel) seems stage-managed almost to the point of staginess. Things improve with a romantic interlude between Daniel Montes and Derek Cameron. A threeway between the almost cartoonishly hunky Matthew Rush (a Falcon Exclusive) and the two Hans' (pixyish Ebson and Nordic Hintern) is even better. But the bouncing ball finally goes through the hoop with a finale featuring Buck Meadows, his gloved fist, Jackson Price in a sling, and lots of oversized butt-toys. It's a sold half-hour of obsessive butt-stretching that should satisfy even the most insatiable fist fetishist.

Camerawork and pacing are superb. The cast is large, varied and uniformly hot. Directors John Rutherford and Chi Chi LaRue join talents to create yet another winner from Falcon.