Director Prion leads with his best shot, newcomer Rodd Champion, whose sleek, muscular physique is the sole image on all four sides of the box.  Jacking off atop a swimming pool waterfall, Champion looks like a blond Greek god.  Veteran bottom Storm drops to his knees in worship, then eagerly follows Champion into the bedroom.

The action heads steadily downhill after that, with the usual Prion hallmarks: nonstop sex with no plot, featuring guys with average to above-average looks and zero attitude.  Once again, Prion stalwart Jay Richards is on hand, forever the man among the boys.  And as usual, the setting is a suburban house with way-tacky furnishings that any West Coast videomaker would have given to Goodwill years ago.