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Master Ass   by Eric Bonnazoli

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Master of the House
Rascal Video
Directed by Chi Chi LaRue

In Master of the House there's some solid three-way goings on at the Stone mansion, in which you'll see thick uncut dick flapping and slapping, lots of penetration and double oral. While Extreme cum stunts are not the order of the day here, each scene is ignited with orgasmic moaning. (In fact, it sometimes seems the camera man must be moaning too!) One threesome you don't want to miss on this juicy DVD is the faux (we'll you if you let us) of rosy faced blushboy Jan Fischer. Forget if you like boy face, this DVD is really all about Fischer's plump, meaty butt, thick thighs, and the spongy wonderland between them. As Rafael Carrera sort of holds Jan bent-over in position, chest pressed to the table, Simon Angel roughly works Jan's jeans off across one of the finest, fuzziest, peachiest pliable asses in art history. What is it about this guy's flanks that make you think you've never seen ass before? Don't know, but it also looks way sensuous getting "roughed up" and worked over like cookie dough. And fucked. Ultimately, sex in this threesome becomes less rapacious -- who wastes time on roughness when there's all that cock to suck and fuck. In all his bottom boy glory, Jan opens for and sucks anything that comes near his face in this scene, and he ends the scene on his knees with his face at the mercy of two spewing spigots. What a cum bath he gets, eyes open, face all slurped up and pink. But as the splooge spills down his cheeks, true love Filippo happens to walk in on the scene. Disappointed, he shakes his head in disgust and takes off. Nice touch.

For hard fucking, Stone's opening scene will do it. Here's Master of the House, Eddie Stone, seated at a nicely clothed table-for-one as the servant comes in to serve his dinner-for-one; next thing you know Stones's albino ass crack is in the air and he's bottoming out to a real pounding in uncomfortable but photogenic positions -- OK, he's topping as a bottom. Stone's lily white buttzone has one of those waxed and bleached looks, virginal, and plum for the taking, and when "waiter" Riky Lavalle takes him, that driven-snow taint gets treated to both bump and grind. Especially when Eddie gets Riky to lie back, sits on his pole and takes it for a ride. As the plot goes, Stone is the Master of the House, so after he takes a good honing to the inner lining from LaValle, Eddie barks, "clean this mess up" -- end of romance. Stone has strict rules prohibiting celibacy on the premises. So when Jan Fischer shows up, tagging along with his friend Tommy Ritter, an old fuck buddy of Stone's, Jan's prudishness hits Stone like a raw challenge (hence he orders up one to go). We soon learn the exact state of affairs at this sun-baked hacienda as a free-wheeling threesome breaks out on the front porch. Brawny Tommy Ritter, mammoth uncut Lucas Foz, and Marcos David go at it in the open air making the sex steamy hot. Despite all kinds of electricity between Jan and houseboy Filippo Romano, it seems Jan is either "above" the crudities of loveless sex or he's saving himself for marriage, I can't figure out which. "I prefer friends to servants," is his egalitarian line. Still, these two make a cute couple resisting Stone's decree. Finally Stone orders Filippo of the thick brown nipples to fuck Jan or lose his job. So Filippo fumbles at making crude passes only to apologize to Jan for his fallen-hero behavior. And this bit of cat and mouse builds up a really hot tension for the final, romantic Romano/Fischer consummation on the rocks, with lapping ocean waves to oversee them. Aw, it's a family film.

I mean that in the most nasty way. In one scene, Master Eddie happens upon babyfaced but super-shlonged Angelo Fuentes chatting with tousle haired Ivan Daniel and tells them to get fucking. "But we're cousins," they protest. Eddie's not impressed: "You know the rules." And he orchestrates their fucking, positioning Angelo's ass by holding his legs up and spread so Ivan can get in there and suck sphincter. The minutes of right-in-there shot when together Eddie and Ivan open up young Angelo's rose bud is just plain hot. Stone appears pretty placid and controlled as he works his massive meat, slapping an ass cheek here or flapping dick, or directing and positioning the other two. It's absurdly arousing to watch Stone's unself-conscious determination to make his two house guests (or servants -- who can tell? I forgot to look for the bleach white houseboy baggies) fuck well. In the end, Jan leaves the house with a wad of spittle to Eddie Stone's face. Interesting if not arousing. The final scene between Jan and Filippo, is a romantic one -- slow undressing, lots of mouth on mouth, and all that. But Filippo skewers Jan against a huge rock just the same. Nice sunset bronze lighting, nice close-ups, with Filippo's saucer nipples staring into the cam that also sweeps in his cock gliding in and out of Jan's wet hole. Well-done Rascal.