Maneuvers & Squadron - DVD - High Octane

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• Format: DVD
• Studio: High Octane
• Released: 12/2003
• SKU: 60813
• UPC: 003847912529
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Cast

Istvan Szabo, Karoly Hranek, Laszlo Godo, Laszlo Lovas, Miklos Olah

Description

Maneuvers: This incredible label (and its amazing director) just keeps on getting better and better. Here director Handsome serves up one his most amazing-looking casts to date. Everyone here has a chiseled and rippling torso, a drop-dead gorge face and a foreskinned fuckrod for days. It's enough to make one sick... and hard for days. If facial cumshots (some coming close to being oral), military garb, horsehung men and simply just damned fine and beautifully filmed sex are your thing, then you can't go wrong here. Cast: Attila Hogyes, Csaba Toth, Csaba Laszlo Kralik, Robert Antoni, Balazs Szabo, Gabor Marko, Attila Szabo, Zsolt Gusztau Huszti, Laszlo Fekete, Attila Juhasz, Istvan Kiss, Istvan Szekelyi, Bertalan Kesmarki, Lajos Dombai, Robert Szalai; Director: Herve Handsome Squadron:Pretty safe to say that this military-themed release is gonna blow your nutsacks apart - helicopter and all! With a cast of aliases that includes two guys named Karoly, two others named Attila and no less than four different boys named Laszlo (two of whom use same fake last initial), it’s a bit of a challenge to tell who’s doing who in Squadron. Thankfully, the smorgasbord of chiseled gymboy hunks (Czech? Polish? Hungarian? Russian? Your guess is as good as mine) is delicious enough that you won’t be thinking of such pesky trivialities. And since there’s no dialogue to speak of (and no discernible plot to follow), nothing should distract from the sweaty suck-and-fucks that unspool. Things get off to a sizzling start as Zsolt and Attila F., dressed in military fatigues, slave away in the helicopter hangar, hauling equipment. Studly Akos strides by and taunts their puniness by hoisting a heavy load with one arm. A playful mime follows, during which Zsolt initiates a dick-size competition. Just as soon as the men unzip a pyramid-jerk ensues while the wistful fuck music plays airily on the soundtrack. Zsolt drops down and takes turns sucking off Attila and Akos. Attila eventually kneels to join Zsolt in sharing sculpted Akos’ thick, uncut sausage. Attila, his mouth still stuffed with Akos’ meat, offers his hairy pink manhole to Zsolt, who promptly eats it. Fucking soon follows: Zsolt, his camouflage pants yanked down while his tight wife-beater is lifted to reveal his washboard abs, pounds away at Attila, legs spread and wearing only combat boots, and who’s bent over, still chugging Akos’ hefty tool. During a few alternating jump cuts, Akos is seen with his thick shlong poking out from his camo pants, and then seen with his undies and camos pulled down further under his nut-sack. Cut to Zsolt laying flat on the deck while Attila furiously rides his bone... all while Akos eagerly sucks Attila’s knob. In a surprising turn of events, big butch Akos is next shown taking it up the ass: Attila is on his knees, plowing into Akos, while Akos engages in a 69 with Zsolt, still on his back on the floor. Akos soon proves he can give as good as he gets, and is next shown shoving his fat cock into Attila’s hairy pink clench-hole. For such a hot scene, the cumshot sequence was a bit of a letdown, though Akos does lick up some of his own spooge from Attila’s freshly-squirted lumbar region. Next up, we get a mild suck-and-fuck between Krisztian B. and Attila A. next to (and on) a military helicopter. Both boys are fit and naturally lightly hairy and get it on alright. But I detect the snip of a censor’s scissors here: during a setup that shows Attila A. greedily sucking Krisztian’s luscious apparatus, there’s an apparent cut - obviously the moment when Krisztian shoots a gushing load into Attila’s ready mouth. We don’t see this, however. The edit is abrupt, cutting to Krisztian mid-orgasm, spraying what’s left of his load all over Attila’s collarbone. We then join Karoly H., who glances up from a routine helicopter maintenance job to find Karoly R. and Istvan S. stroking their stuff. Everyone soon strips to reveal their perfectly sculpted bodies and the sucking and groping and fondling commences. Karoly H. offers his hungry hole to Istvan, who promptly fills it with his throbbing uncut boner. Meanwhile, Karoly R. watches on and strokes himself, then sticks his dick into the other Karoly, who’s still feeding on Istvan’s ween. Istvan eventually shoots a thick wad on Karoly H’s back while H nibbles on R’s nutsack, making him come. H finally squirts a little load on himself. Fade out. When we next see five hunks in their tighty-whitey’s and wife-beaters lounging around the barracks, we know it’s soon time for a group fuck-session. This is pre-empted, however, by a wet dream sequence, during which two of the film’s four Lazslo’s - Lazslo G. and Laszlo L. - get it on in an airborne chopper. Basically, G sucks off L’s ample meat while the camera shakes and vibrates from the turbulence. L busts a nut on himself while G sucks his big smooth balls, followed by L. losing a load all over G’s combat boots. (I wonder what their Captain will say at their next inspection.) Back in the barracks, everyone starts idly jerking off… and soon the gang splits into two parts - a three-way and a duo - getting it on side by side in the cool, crisp glow of the blue midnight light. They stroke their meaty cocks, squeeze their plump ‘nads and suck and fuck all night, showing off their muscular bodies. Akos bottoms out again, taking Miklos’ frighteningly huge one up the bum, while expertly sucking off Zoltan. Meanwhile, the other Laszlo G. fucks Lazslo V., a session memorably capped off when G apparently shoots his load while still burrowing deep into V’s tight chute, pulls out, peels off the loaded condom and squeezes out his spent sticky load on V’s thigh as if he were a pastry chef using a whipped cream funnel. This particular puddle of man-goo remains un-tongued. All in all, pretty hot stuff. Not a must-own, but certainly a must-see for fans of hung muscle boys (and the muscle boys here come in several varieties: naturally hairy; shaved/clipped; and naturally smooth). There’s no dialogue, as these foreign hunks probably wouldn’t be able to sustain anything resembling a plot anyway. Whatever country these guys hail from, it’s a good thing their grunting and moaning translates into every language. Cast: Karoly Hranek, Attila Ferenczi, Laszlo Godo, Laszlo Lovas, Istvan Szabo, Krisztian Baracs, Laszlo Virag, Zoltan Scher, Laszlo Gaspar, Akos Imre Gotz, Attila Balog, Miklos Olah, Zsolt Kopre, Karoly Reczi; Director: Herve Handsome