There really isn't a storyline to this wall-to-waller, but with these guys who cares! Beefy Steven Brooks, who I don't think anyone in their right mind would kick out of bed, strokes and plays with himself in between scenes as he introduces the four sets of frisky photographers and their humpy models. Dirk Stone sucking down and riding Joe Cruise is great to watch, while Mack Reynolds is considerably playful with Paris' ass. As always, a ripped Nick Manetti will leave you drooling. All the camerawork is top notch, including the thankfully in-focus close-ups (you can almost read the serial number on Joe Cruise's condom — really!). Unfortunately, the editing is static and weak, and the pseudo-'70s Hendrix-type soundtrack is quit irritating. Other than that, it's picture perfect.