The hard driving rock music that blares over the menus is in a way stronger than any of the fairly by-the-numbers g/g/b sex scenes.

And the scuzz sharing that cums at the end of those five scenes is kind of weak - less than copious loads dribbled a mere one time, rather than the back and forth that has pretty much become the standard drill in better examples of this genre.

Director David Luger seems to be going through the motions here, underutilizing a good female cast, including fresh from high school box cover girl Ashley Jordan. He can do better.