A young man loses himself in a bewildering maze of leather, fisting, toilet play, and bondage in 10:30 P.M., one of the earliest and most influential experimental vintage gay porn movies (gay leather, SM, Fetish) The story is non-linear and there is no dialogue; scenes cut abruptly, characters appear and disappear, locales change without warning. Some sets are dark and shadowed, others are stark white. Add an atonal soundtrack, trippy effects, and lots of Crisco-slathered hardcore action into the mix, and the result is an atmospheric, Hitchcockian mind-fuck of a gay sex porno that is as disturbing as it is arousing. A mysterious vintage Rolls Royce pulls into a driveway and whisks protagonist Jeff Sattler away to an old stone mansion. The tall, bearded, sandy blond approaches the house to investigate. Slowly he enters, unaware of the pleasures and perversities that lie within. A radial whirl transition effect a la Twilight Zone is used whenever Jeff finds himself a different spot in the house. Depending on one's taste, the device is a cheesy distraction from the dark mood of the piece or a charming artifact of a more naive era of filmmaking. Either way, in narrative terms the effect is meant to suggest that events in the mansion might be taking place only in Jeff's head. Jeff follows a white handpainted sign reading BAR and comes upon the bartender, a hot hairy leatherman wearing chaps, a leather vest, and an officer's cap (Val Martin of Roger Earl's classic BDSM film, Born to Raise Hell). Other men begin to arrive in various degrees of undress, mostly shirtless and in jeans torn in just the right places. The men start to slap ass, rip pants and suck dick. The sequence is erratically cut and it isn't always clear who is doing whom, thereby conveying the confused state of Jeff's mind. He rips off a brunet's jeans and rims him or maybe just fantasizes that he does, for shortly after he is back leaning against the wall nursing a beer. Next to Jeff a jock-strapped fellow is splayed over the makeshift bar, sucking the butch bartender, as another blond fucks his tight ass. Jeff stumbles out of the room and down a dark hallway, following another painted sign that says TOILET Fantasy and reality blur again as we watch Jeff, or someone who looks a lot like Jeff, kneeling at a toilet bowl he'd just pissed into. While he's waiting, a brunet coats his hand liberally in Crisco. We are treated to an excellent shot of the brunet's hand slowly disappearing up his chute. The fisting event is intercut with shots from other parts of the house: a brunet sits on a wispy blonde's pole and jerks his own enormously long cock, paying special attention to the deliciously large mushroomed tip; the hunky bartender inserts his hand into a dark-haired fellow who is sucking another cock. The music gets frantic as the orgy in the bar escalates. Someone pours beer on the formerly jock-strapped bottom and the crew pounces on him, licking and sucking the liquid off him while he continues to sample the bartender's ample tool and fat juicy sack. Jeff, now thoroughly bewildered, enters into another room where a mysterious bearded leatherman magically appears, drops a towel, and disappears. When Jeff picks up the towel his clothes disappear. Jeff spots a sign to the BATHS and follows the arrow to a series of curtained changing rooms. Peeking in, Jeff sees a variety of men beating off. Some stare back at him, others present their asses, still others are in mid-fuck with someone else and are oblivious. Two men begin a fisting scene, but instead of stopping to watch Jeff moves on to the ORGY ROOM. Director Severin makes the unfortunate decision to use a smoke machine here, which diminishes the impact of the action. The scene offers lots of cocksucking, including some good deep-throating, finger fucking, and some anal sex, before the fisting begins. The segment cuts abruptly and Jeff inexplicably is being led by a leash on all fours into a room with three men. One of the guys, in leather gear, is stroking his meat on a motorcycle before getting serviced by the two other naked men. The damn radial spin is back, this time superimposed over the action footage. Severin really should have dialed back the effects here and it's all just distraction at this point. Jeff, outfitted in chaps and a leather vest, is now suspended from the ceiling, while superimposed flames lick around the bottom edge of the frame; Jeff swings around for a bit, giving us a good view of his meaty ass, fat balls, and thick sleeping cock. Cut to Jeff in a white g-string by a sign that says BEACH. He enters a white room. All the men he's encountered so far are inside, jerking their chains. Jeff strips and joins them. The others pounce on Jeff, stroking his body, kissing him, taking turns sucking his pole. Out of the blue, Jeff's friend and roommate Jeremy appears. Jeff, blissed out, very happy to see his friend. They kiss passionately while one of the other men continues to clean Jeff's tool. The roomies move into a 69, which leads to the closing orgy, a free-for-all with lots of sucking, fingering, and fuck sandwiches. The camerawork by Selo Films here is solid, with plenty of closeups and generous money shots. Severin's camerawork is solid and creative in this vintage gay porn video. He varied the lighting drastically from scene to scene depending on what mood he was after. Technically, the footage has been fully restored for DVD and is in fantastic shape, a worthy credit to classic gay porn genre. -- KO

A sad tale of relief though tragedy, this classic gay porn has one of the sexiest and raunchiest fuck scenes filmed. Rocky (Duane Ferguson) is on the run from the law, and hides out in the cabin of sexy brunet Johnny (Robert Weaver), brother of blond blind youth Carl (David Allen). Beefcake Jim Cassidy also stars as a magically-appearing fantasy stud. Complete with drama, tragedy, suspense, romance, fleshed-out plot and characters, and plenty of hot sex, this is a unique and exciting vintage gay porn film!

Fantasies do come true in this vintage gay porn film! Many of us would kill to be Ted, for all of his sexual desires come to life through vivid erotic dreams. Whatever Ted imagines, whether it's sex with a beautiful blond boy, brothers, circus acrobats, leathermen, aliens; making love by a fire; being in Shakespearean times; playing sexy cowboys and Indians; or having a bathhouse orgy with lots of men, Ted will do it all!

The first scene, in which an unhappy-looking young recruit gets his head shaved and his mouth filled with dick, sets the tone for this seven-vignette film, as various soldiers, captains and military police fuck and suck to the tune of discipline and obedience. Also, this themed video is a delight for the cock connoisseur, featuring good cocks with good cock-suckers. Recruit Lee Ryder shoves his big, 10" dick up his drill sergeant. In an episode called Taps, a pretty blond recruit is saying goodbye to his buddy at the bus station when he imagines a roll in the hay, and literally ends up in the hay, sucking his hometown buddy off before detailed coverage of anal sex and they ending in simultaneous orgasms. At first silly, another segment has a probing doctor checking out testicles, cocks and asses of five men. The scene gets better once the doctor ends up leading a horny six-man orgy.

A Ghost of a Chance is a true vintage gay porn masterpiece from the "old days" with its flawless cinematography, a fun, well-written and well-acted story, great special effects, and beautiful sex that has a quality of tenderness rarely portrayed today. The movie features cute younger guys (including two redheads), muscular Jimmy Hughes, hot and well-photographed sexual action, discussions of love, sex, relationships and '70s gay sexual politics, and an entertaining plot about the ghost of a man’s deceased former lover returning and meddling with his current relationship.

Jack Wrangler and Malo star in this ground-breaking vintage gay porn film by director Jack Deveau for Hand-in-Hand Films. Jack stars as a store owner who has designs on his husky employee, Malo (a.k.a. Roger). Malo turns down a date with his boss and goes to his hairdresser, who promptly fucks him hard on the barber chair. But Jack and Malo do meet later because, as this film demonstrates, throughout the 1970's everybody in New York City wound up at the Adonis Theatre sooner or later.

Boys will be boys. Father is out of town, leaving his son in charge of the family limousine company. Well, what an opportunity this is! The son decides to recruit cute young men to work for the business, personally interviewing them at his home and crusing the streets for tender young meat!

This classic from Al Parker, Steve Scott, and Surge Studio begins with a solo session by Al himself! A photographer, Kurt Mannheim, shoots Parker twisting his nuts until blowing his load and walks over to lap up his spew. Parker is turned on again at this and rims, blows and fucks the guy. Kip Noll gets a mouth job by Chris Noll and fucks the slender young man's ass as the camera offers good closeups, finally blowing a huge load all over him. Back at the photo shoot, Scott Taylor performs a solo session, licking on his own big dick until he fills his mouth with cum. Later, Parker humps Steve Taylor by stuffing his bulbous balls into his ass. Kip and Al meet at the beach and the ending segments have the two scanning over layouts for the magazine. They beat off, side by side, and watch Chris Noll again as well as David Wilcox in an excellent solo that ends in a volcanic orgasm that is hands down the best cumshot in the film!

This vintage porn features a series of sex fantasies. A chauffeur (classic porn superstar Casey Donovan aka Cal Culver) drives home, strips out of his tuxedo in front of a mirror, and the mirror image takes on a life of its own. A porn ad and bathtub soak start him dreaming: sexual action takes place in an office's busy men's room; a man is blown by a chained, leather-hooded guy in a warehouse; two young men suck dick and J/O in a limo. Back at work, Donovan picks up a business man from his dream. A combination of older and younger guys, light bondage, big cocks, and good photography from Wakefield Poole, Toby Ross, and Ed Bennett.