Screw #02 – Cut To The Chase

Screw #2 – Cut To The Chase

Part two of an outstanding two-part double header from Steven Scarborough and his hard-working highly-creative team at Hot House Video. If you like things piggish, be sure to get the Director’s Cut. (Tinkle tinkle little star, how I wonder where your fists are.) Check out our highly-original (and quite lengthy) review of Screw 2: Cut to the Chase below.

Check Out the Original Screw Right To The Point

We all worshipped the first; we wore our DVDs out,
Yes, itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs true Right to the Point left us all little doubt
That adult filmmaking had at last reached its perfection
When we witnessed Hot HouseÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs epic ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩOde to ErectionÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ.
With fuck scenes so brutal we swore thereÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs no equal
We were wrong: let me introduce its filthier sequel.

IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm awestruck that ScarboroughÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs talent doesnÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt cease.
(HeÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs won so many awards he needs a third mantelpiece.)
To outdo an original is not too commonplace
So lie back and unzip and letÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Cut to the Chase…

Please donÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt expect plot points or story galore
Just a gaggle of horndogs that were raised by a whore.
Indulging in all-out, wham-bam, twisted pig sex
The kind that – thank God – someone invented Kleenex.
No narrative here clouds the perverted outlook.
As le francais might say, CÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩest la Cinema de Fuc. ThereÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs no boring preamble, we just dive straight in
Meeting the first of the guys in this Sex Requiem. ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs gorgeous goateed hunk Fernando Montana
And we arenÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt kept waiting to see his banana.
(Oh, pur-lease, yes, cheap rhyme, donÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt tell me, I know
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs a pretty tough act to do King Lear gone homo.)
As itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs coaxed out of hiding from a yellow jockstrap
Popping straight into the mouth of one lucky chap:
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Tony Serrano (who youÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll remember from the original)
Blessed with a decency gland underdeveloped, vestigial.
YouÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll be happy for the fact he knows backroom etiquette:
When faced with such manhood: to your knees, get it wet.
ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩFeed me that cock!ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ Tony demands, and itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs cool
Watching inch-after-inch become coated with drool.
(I wanted to joke here about conditioned-reflex
and Pavlov – but my boss ordered me to stick to the sex.) Kent Larson appears and demands he assist
Take a good look at him – like theyÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩd say no or resist?
HeÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs built like a brick-shithouse, a fine specimen
The sorta guy to make this Atheist yell, ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩAmen!ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ
HeÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs rimmed then spit-roasted in the most vulgar of fashions
And he loves every second – all the intensity and passion.
When it comes to the pounding these guys are no slackers.
(In a previous existence both were Viking ransackers.)
Gallons of spooge end scene oneÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Tribute to Sin
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs amazing to think IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm just twenty minutes in. Dissolve to the coat-check, and what a surprise –
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Tag Adams – the buttslut du jour I idolize.
Cherubic, pneumatic, with no social pretension.
(Unlike some of those other bitter queens I could mention.)
The ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs all about meÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ-ers with ego overloads
Who smoked so much Tina theyÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩve got lungs like geodes.
Washed-up and washed-out only doing bare-backing.
(You can guess which studios here IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm attacking.) But back to young Adams and the forthcoming binge
(Last word: Tag, please, donÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt ever go prophylacticly-challÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩngÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩd.)
Zackary Pierce plays the coat-check guy stiffed for a tip
By Tag – and the anticipation is literally making me drip.
IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll admit IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm unfamiliar with Mr. PierceÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs face
But one or two of my bodyparts IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩd love his presence to grace.
He could model for the likes of Abercrombie and Fitch
But tonight heÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs determined to make Tag his new bitch. Off come the clothes and my eyes began popping
Because just for a moment it looks like Tag will be topping.
But no, ZackÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs in total control, and so the Littlest Pervert
Bends over to receive his three-course meal – plus dessert!
Tag may look quite innocent but looks are deceiving
Encouraging more ferocity to what heÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs receiving.
And the best bit of all – itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll make your jaw loose –
Is when Zack forces Tag to sample his own lubed-up-butt-juice.
The cum flows quite freely, settling in TagÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs hairy six-pack.
(They really should market this bit as new Porno-Prozac.) Owen Hawk, just twenty-two, is one piggy little tyke.
Who opens scene three sprawled on a strangerÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs motorbike.
HeÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs caught by the owner – De LaHoya – whoÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs pissed.
And HawkÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs pleadings of innocence are quickly dismissed
By the Latino M.F. whoÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs all muscle and stubble
With a spark in his eyes that can only mean trouble. Luckily for us blow-job-wise Hawk is The Wiz
And I quickly forgot how odd De LaHoyaÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs dialect is.
Fat, thick and uncut, as it fucks HawkÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs cute face
(Before chowing down I hope he had a chance to say Grace.)
Fans of Spanish-dirty-talk will find Diego enrapturing
But I only speak English and could have used closed-captioning.
Our buff Latin stud shows he tooÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs a dick-diver
Covering HawkÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs cock and balls with his papi-saliva.
Rimming the white-boy he proves his tongue is no quitter
Moments later HawkÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs getting man-meat right up his shitter.
DiegoÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs a mad-dog, testing what Owen can take
I listened intently to try and hear his spine break. He finds himself tempted by the youngsterÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs pork-sword
Deciding itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs only fair to let him climb aboard.
I think of myself as a porn-connoisseur
Yet even I never expected a flip-flop to occur!
The gringo enjoys his short-lived anal conversion
But finishes off Hawk with a rubberized version
Of a cock that brings forth the hottest of hot-sauces
From this pair whose genitalia seem transplanted from horses.
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs the end of this scene but thereÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs a last parting shot:
Both lap up their love-grits: Guess itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩWaste not, want not.ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ Hard to believe but itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs been over an hour.
ThereÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs still so many studmuffins we need to deflower… Say hi once again to Larson; still so horny and tough.
Evidently the cocks of two guys from Scene One werenÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt enough!
He makes a beeline for the inches of his very next trick
And what, like you wouldnÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt, when itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Clay Maverick?
With one effortless gulp he swallows ClayÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs love-trombone
Metaphorically giving his inner-puppy a bone. HereÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs my only complaint, though itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs more a pet hate
Clay: when it comes to the oral, now and then, please reciprocate.
Not that Larson really cares; heÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs not concerned with chagrin
HeÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs too busy grooving now that the Spanish Fly has kicked-in.
He decides that ClayÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs rimjob just isnÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt satisfying enough
So he takes dick and then dildo up his accommodating chuff.
Maverick pierces and thrusts like some crazed matador
And LarsonÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs browneye soon looks like a swing door.
A foot long sextoy coaxes the load from his dick
This scene is so dirty, IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm glad I was raised Catholic.
As Clay blows his oats IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm left with absolutely no doubt
That I love Mr. Larson (even his cute navel, which sticks out). TimeÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs come for the finale, and a scorcher it is.
Are you ready to drown in all the love piss? ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs the end of the night and the sex-club is closing
(With the lights on it looks a lot less imposing).
Cleaners Reed and Punk swap brooms for the otherÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs love-gun
And why not: I guess it makes minimum wage earning more fun.
Potty-mouth fans will swoon at ReedÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs words as heÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs blown
(He has a future redubbing models so bored they just moan).
Caught red-dicked and red-handed by boss Collin OÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩNeal
Himself heartily sick of ReedÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs constant ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩcopping-a-feelÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ
With co-workers when heÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs got a job that needs doing.
(Pur-lease, name me one dude not obsessed with screwing!) ReedÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs told to piss off. This guy OÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩNealÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs such a pill
He had his hands on a cock – at least they werenÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt in the till!
OÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩNealÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs a big guy, both blondes he couldÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩve mastered
But picking just one makes him look like a selfish bastard.
The BossmanÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs got something for Punk, and itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs not a pink slip
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs some meat to be worshipped – gulped down whole in a zip!
Words fail to describe the majesty of this oversized cock
I feared the too-eager Punk would be struck with jaw lock. When their shirts are removed youÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll gasp at OÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩNealÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs torso
Tight, packed and hirsute: just my type ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ only more so!
They kiss and embrace, touch gently, then caress
Until Punk is bent over, then OÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩNealÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs tongue gets possessed
By a demon, but wait, donÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt go calling a priest
YouÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll kick yourself if you miss a single frame of the feast!
OÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩNeal rubbers up and Punk goes down on all fours
(Oh yes – this is much better than mopping the floors!)
What little sperm I had left in my nuts was depleted
This passion-play got my young self so overheated
I sweated so much, and please donÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt think me a liar
For a short time there I became a one-man humidifier. When the joy juice erupts IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩve never seen it look pearlier
Maybe it got mixed in with the floor wax used earlier?
And with a kiss – itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs all over – the light begins to fade.
Wonder what would have gone down had Dason Reed stayed?
Gentlemen please, calm down, just try to relax
Take a second to wipe that stray cum from your slacks. ThereÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs the usual fab extras – picture galleries and trailers
But IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm just too breathless to cope – where the fuckÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs my inhaler?
Should butt-fucking become sport (table tennis should cease)
These guys would bring home gold medals from Greece.
Decadence and depravity has never looked so divine!
Ciao, bella – IÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩm off to inspect Screw 3ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs audition line… But this reviewÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs not quite over, so with no further ado
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs time to check out the DirectorÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Cut Disc Two. Filled with bonus upon bonus thatÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩll thrill and entice
The extras will make you think Christmas came twice. We begin with a sixth scene starring goddamn sexy Morales
Paired up (for the first half) with cool and thuggy Gonzales.
When these two make eye contact, their cocks begin bloating
Lips locked, spit swapping, nipple-licking, deep-throating
Choking and rasping, salivating and gagging
Balls sucked, foreskins chewed; have I mentioned the shagging?
Carlos gasps out for more, heÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs in some kind of stupor
Hardly surprising since Gonzales fucks ass like a trooper.
Snapping off his rubber he proudly letÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs ripÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ
Splattering MoralesÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ buttcheeks with white-hot showmanship. Unlike us mere mortals that require smoke-breaks and rest
Apparently MoralesÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ pooper by the Gods has been blessed.
Climbing into a sling he wins Adam FaustÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs sexual attentions
(Pretty easy when your sphincter can wink itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs intentions).
Devilish Faust gets me rock-hard and perky and twitching
(ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩToo much information,ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ I can hear my boss bitching).
Leaning over he spitshines that ass, itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs just raring to go
Loosening it up a touch first with a gargantuan dildo.
Morales is in Heaven – he knows what he likes, what he loves
His ÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩhorizonsÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ expanded – and so itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs on with the gloves. So begins one of the reasons for Hot House existing:
How blazing they make guys look when theyÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩre fisting.
FaustÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs skill and MoralesÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ gluttony are worthy of gloat
The punchfucks deliver – Rocky Balboa take note!
Twenty-five minutes spent with these sex-offenders
MoralesÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩ poor hoop looks like itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs been through a blender.
Add to this a photo gallery of Morales to explore
(for those die-hard fans that demand even more). Last but not least are two sizzling compilations
To round-off your brand new Hot House 101 educations. The first is a fifteen minute condensed mini-version
Of Disc OneÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs full-length tribute to anal perversion.
Re-edited, remixed, reformed and redressed
ItÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs as if itÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs had the once-over by ReaderÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩs Digest.
All the dirty parts remain, so we donÔøΩÔøΩÔøΩt miss a smidge.
It could be simply re-titled Screw 2: Version Abridged.
And we accept no responsibility for your brain overloading
At the six-minute montage of big cocks exploding.

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