Sex with strangers
by John F. Karr
Fast Friends is not only the title of a new TitanMen movie, but a declaration of what you'll be with the crop of new and recent faces Titan's been featuring. In this movie, that would be Will Swagger, Jesse Jackman, Stany Falcone, and Mack Manus.
The three scenes of Fast Friends are connected by the slimmest thread: in each one, a guy meets a stranger and they fuck. Quelle surprise! In the first scene, for instance, Will Swagger's taking an outdoor work break from an apartment remodel when Jessy Ares (just ending an excellent run as a TitanMen Exclusive) saunters by and sizes up the workman. Their amazingly terse mutual pick-up isn't much longer than this: Whatcha doin'? Workin'. Nearby? Yeah. Wanna get into something? I swear, that succinct and suggestive clincher would snare me right snappy even if it comprised the entire conversation.
Cut to the worksite, and cut to the chase. Ares has his thick and rock-solid cock out in a flash, and Swagger's showing him what sucktion is all about. Ares is soon going for his ass, and fucks Swagger as vigorously as Swagger sucked him. Later, Ares lays Swagger on his back, which provides swell views of his potent insertions, as well as the reactions of Swagger's cock. I think a basic requirement of a well-filmed fuck scene is that it lets us see both cocks, don't you? Swagger lays a pool of snow-white jizz on his belly, and Ares seconds that emotion.
Too bad there's no attention paid at all to Swagger's nips, which are pop-up nubs. Doesn't every apartment restoration have a couple of clothespins laying around?
Next up is businessman Jesse Jackman, another TitanMen Exclusive and the real-life boyfriend of Dirk Caber. He's distracted by the noise outside his window, where a homeless dude is dumpster diving. Jackman shoos the guy away, but reconsiders and invites him in for a shower. I think it's unlikely that a fastidious-looking dude like Jackman would drag in such a bedraggled castoff. But it's easy to suspend disbelief when we see them in the shower, where Mack Manus is expertly applying his businessman's blowjob.
Jackman is a certifiable Dad. He's quite attractive, with shaved head, cropped beard, and a well-built body generously graced with honey-colored hair. Whatta hunk. He keeps his glasses on and looks delicious. His elongated dick describes a large half-circle as it arches up and away from his body before curving downward. As Manus sucks him, the first couple inches flatten back against his groin before considerably more than a couple inches arch outward and subsequently down Manus' gullet.
(Photo: Mack Studio)
Jackman's glasses come off only when he gets to suck the fat cock of Mr. Manus, whose foreskin retracts so far when he's hard (which is all the time) as to look like he's circumcised. But what do we notice when Jackman gets down there? A homeless person with a Speedo tan-line? Methinks not. Perhaps a different story-line should have been concocted. At any rate, Manus' meat is inspirational, and Jackman's a fine fellator. After a while he rims Manus, and smiles when his tongue is up that cootie. And then – well, only then does he begin to bathe his scavenging, soiled sex partner. Ewwww.
I was so intrigued by the broad-faced, husky-bodied and fully adult Manus that I paused the film to do some background research. Who is this guy? Turns out he's been in the business for a dozen years. He describes himself as bi, and he's starred in some rough-action European films, founded his own company, and directed some features. On his MySpace page, he claims he's 41 (it's hard to tell how long ago the page was put up), and he does have a raunchy, lived-in look. There are lots of photos to be found. Most prime are some from a half-dozen years ago when his hair was long and full – he looks like a sultry Tarzan. I wish he hadn't cut it. At any rate, he evinces no special chemistry with Jackman, though his fuck has a fair amount of oomph.
A final scene finds tourist Stany Falcone asking Tristan Jaxx where the Castro is. Jaxx tell him it's right over there. Which is impossible, as they're adjacent to an overhead freeway. Jaxx merely wants to whisk Falcone into his nearby workshop, where you know what happens. Falcone sucks Jaxx, and Jaxx fucks Falcone. It's all rather calm. But it's spectacularly capped by Jaxx's orgasm. If he shot a couple more inches, he'd leave spots on the ceiling.