Wear Your Helmet: a Review of C1R’s and All World’s “Gridiron Gang Bang”

By the description given in the press release, you’d think that Vance Winter would get thrown down on a bench just to get fucked by a group of raunchy sweaty football players for an hour and a half, but strangely, that’s not really how this film took the whole “gridiron gang bang” theme. I wouldn’t really even consider most of it to be a gang bang film, not until the last third at least. In reality, it plays out more as an orgy film that progresses to the gang bang, which honestly is a pretty good way to go.

The movie begins with Vance Winter sitting on a bench between the open-faced shower area and the locker area. Winter watches Cam Adams, Spencer Whitman and Cameron Marshall shower while the rest of the guys are getting out of their pads and uniforms. Whitman notices Vance trying to sneak peaks through shy, downward glances, and Spencer starts to get himself hard under the running water before turning to face the towel boy. Vance just stands up, walks over, kneels down, fully clothed, under the streaming water and wet cock of Spencer and proceeds to slurp on that nine incher, uncut dick in his face. Immediately, the two Camerons notice and start to watch.

Josh Griffin is the first in the locker area to notice the action and taps Mitchell Rock on the back and points his gaze to the action before throwing a football at Dayton O’Connor to get his attention towards the action. Throughout all of this, not a single word is spoken, but the chain reaction has begun.

Not exactly the macho let’s-teach-the-queer-a-lesson kind of fantasy most queer guys (and some slutty cheerleaders) spend long nights dreaming about back in high school, but Chi Chi LaRue has been known to take the obvious and surprise you with a new vision and better version of the old classics. Instead of the abusive fantasy, the audience gets introduced to a more playful progression as compared to the usual gang bang films available on the market.

Vance Winter isn’t the only bottom in this film though. After a long “round robin” rimming scene, which takes place after the first set of cumshots where Rock and Adams both get rimmed by everyone on the team and the towel boy star himself, Rock actually bottoms first to Cameron Marshall. However, when the gang banging starts, Vance’s vocals is incomparable as compared to all the moans and groans of the others; no wonder why he is one of if not the very star of the film. Other possible stars of this film would definitely include Dayton O’Connor with the close-up shots of him spitting on his dick to lube it up as he slowly jacks off. It’s surprisingly mesmerizing the way each downward stroke makes his balls draw up against his shaft, before they release into a beautiful full sac on the upward stroke. Even better is the looks Vance and Dayton share when Vance leaves the three men in the shower to suckle Dayton’s cock. Still, it gets better when Dayton becomes the fourth man in the gang bang section of the film; it’s all in Vance’s face – you’ll have to purchase the movie to see what I mean. Of course, there has to be a mention of the two Camerons. Cameron Marshall and Cameron Adams deserve a special praise as they both deepthroated dicks alongside Vance throughout the film.

There is however, a new star made by this film and he has to get his own special mention and a new paragraph, and that is the aforementioned Spencer Whitman. This film has become Whitman’s debut into the industry, and as the only uncut one and truly hairy of the bunch, he’s made quite an impact. Though Johnny Hazard has a bit of hair between his pecs and we can all get a good luck at Cameron Marshall’s tasty, hairy hole when he fucks Rock, there’s no comparison for the sexy but manscaped fur all over Whitman’s chest and tummy leading all the way down to his beautiful uncut cock, which does get played with in the film, just in case anyone out there is a foreskin lover. More importantly, the man is hung like a mule and he can fuck. I doubt this was actually written in as dialogue, but when he does enter Vance Winter as the seventh guy in the row of men to fuck the towel boy, Vance does say, “Oh GAWD, you’re fucking huge. FUCK me!”

Now, I’m not sure if this was an oversight, but it seems that Dayton O’Connor doesn’t appear to cum during the second cum shot spectacle at the end. But that doesn’t stop the film from showing some amazing sprays in both cumshot scenes. I feel as if I have to actually mention this as this is a gang bang/orgy film, so here goes: if you’re a fan of big shooters, make sure to be impressed by Dayton O’Connor, Johnny Hazard, Jeremy Bilding, both Camerons, and of Course Spencer Whitman who, like Jeremy Bilding and Cameron Adams, seems to also be an impressive super shooter.

Some more notable things to look out for when watching the film:

- If you’re a fan of spit and drool, Vance Winter gives amazing blowjobs where he spits and drools on some of these cocks.
- Right before Vance Winter cums during the first round of cum shots, Vance suckles on Cameron Marshall’s cock head. And before Cameron shoots, Vance looks at the head completely transfixed.
- If you’re a fan of hot boys fucking muscular men, be sure to look out for the first fucking of the film where Cameron Marshall fucks muscle man Mitchell Rock.
- Jeremy Bilding fucks Vance Winter’s helmet through the holes of the face guard after he cums at the end, rubbing his wet dick flat across Vance Winter’s face.


Be forewarned, though: this is an almost no dialogue, no plot film. Besides, the aforementioned, seemingly non-scripted utterance of Vance’s, there’s really only two other real lines: Jeremy Bilding’s line when he enters in his coach’s outfit (“That’s what I like to see: team spirit!”), and Vance Winter’s line at the end (“Now I’m part of the team.”), which Vance delivers with a sheepish, well fucked grin on his face, there is no other real dialogue. Even the “suck that’s” and “fuck me’s” don’t come up until much later in the latter half of the film. But who cares about the dialogue. The film is one giant scene where the story is played out with looks, touches, sucks and fucks. It’s a story worth telling.

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Another First: The GBU Golden Showers Party in New York

I’m finally in Los Angeles. I actually got in yesterday night. Actually, I’m not having that great of a time right now. It’s not that I don’t like Los Angeles; it’s just that I’m recovering from a cold that I caught while I was staying in my family’s New York apartment – I officially hate our neighbors now. The cold sort of stunted my trip. I never expected to be so disappointed by a visit to my favorite city, but rubbing my nose raw with a tissue just sucked. It did start off very promising, though. The first three days of my trip to New York was awesome.

For the first time in a very long time, I was able to cross off another thing on my “to do” list. I had my first orgy. Now, I’ve had threesomes, and fourgies, but none of those can really be called a full blown orgy. I don’t know how most people define the word “orgy,” but for me, an orgy always has more than nine people. A fourgy may sound like an orgy, but it isn’t. It’s just a threesome plus one. Now, the first orgy that I’ve ever had that I’m referring to was at the GBU party. It was difficult to get to, mainly because I’m currently a resident of a European country. But, overall, I’m glad I flew for half a day straight just to get to New York City.

Beyond that, the R train that I was supposed to take to get to the GBU party in Brooklyn wasn’t working properly. I took a different train instead that made the same subway stops. I arrived right around midnight, and the party had already been in full blast for hours. I was escorted downstairs and immediately directed into the back with a new GBU jersey, given to me by the incomparable and sexy stud Chris Hawke himself. Walking to the back, I saw at least sixty guys, all young, horny, fit, and glistening with mixtures of sex-sweat and piss. It’s strange that while walking through the corridors behind the DJ booth and bar, it didn’t smell of raunch or degradation like a sex pit normally would. It smelled of… well the best word I could think of is “youth”; the place had this distinct scent, as if everyone and everything around was emitting only high levels of pheromones and nothing else.

I’ve been in sex pits before. An old friend of mine actually used to work in a bathhouse in New Orleans. A group of us used to get a room and smoke weed and munch on chips all night long and joke constantly about how gross the bath house was, and each time, we would try and convince at least one of us to go out the cabin door and do something naughty – no one ever did. Even then, constant odors of stale lube and random unflattering sex odors would waft into our room even though our door was kept permanently closed until our friend would get off work. Strangely, I remember those odors to have a distinct similarity to college frat parties I went to before I graduated from college. The GBU frat house was completely different. It was odor free except for that one heavenly scent and the desire to mingle wasn’t bogged down by any dank atmosphere – it was dark down there, but surprisingly not dank.

After navigating through the corridor of moaning walls and glory holes, the back was where the larger part of the party was taking place. After a few minutes of watching, a tub that had three boys in it being drenched in piss was being cleared and Chris and I entered into the tub. A friend of Chris was the first to actually christen both our fresh new GBU jerseys. It started with that one guy aiming his dick from one to the other, then a second would follow, and a third, until at one point, there were five new guys spreading their lust-filled spatterings all over us.

At some point, while taking a breather after fooling around in the middle of twenty guys in the play area (I believe there were about 75 people there that night overall), I met a cute couple by the bar while munching on the complimentary bowls of popcorn (like people always say, the best things in life are free... especially food when you have an oral fixation like me); two dancers in their twenties who had only been dating for a few months when they found out that they both shared the same fetish. As a couple, it was their first trip to the GBU party together. They had each been to GBU parties in the past, but they didn’t always go to every one. So when they did attend a function, it was always the one that the other missed. So, for months, they had been missing out on each other until they finally met at a bar in Midtown East. They started dating in an open relationship, but they both struggled for a way to ask the other to explore this particular fetish that they didn’t realize they both shared. They were mutually amazed when they found out each was trying to ask the other to go to a GBU party. I really thought this kind of stuff was made for all those chick flick enthusiasts, but honestly, I was dumbfounded that shit like that happened. I believe the word for this is serendipity.

Now, don’t you wish you could go to the next GBU party? It's on the 9th of February…

If you want to get added to the guest list for the next party (Chris hosts them every few months), then e-mail Chris Hawke at ChrisHawkeGBU@aol.com for more info. Here's a piss vid for all of you who missed out but wished you could have made it to this last one. The video is from Golden Boys USA , who hosted the GBU College Watersports Party in New York City:

By the way, this video also happens to be one of the most watched videos on X Tube. And I stayed in that apartment for the night after the party. Gotta love NYC.

Happy Birthday to Michael Lucas

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Caleb Carter's TRUE LIFE Episode

Well, the segments involving Caleb is mostly told from Josh's (the ex-bf) perspective, but it's still so entertaining. Well, you get to see Caleb Carter at a photo shoot, dragging his boy friend at the time in front of the camera just for a few pics. He's catty as always saying things like: "Are you kissing your sister? Come on..." We also find out that Josh is a newbie... and after explaining how awkward it can be, Caleb analogizes the relationship as such: "It's like a 30 year old dating a 12 year old." But they both look twelve... so I don't really know how to comment. I'll just smile and be silent.

You also get to see Caleb's dad. Aww... after seeing this... now I understand why Caleb and his brother are both sweethearts... especially when they're sober. But when Caleb's drunk, he is crazy, but in a good way. Look for him in the episode dancing in his cute little underwear in the middle of a bar if you don't believe me. He just becomes the life of the party.

Wait... I feel like I must interject at the moment and relay at least part of the random text messaging that's going on between me and Caleb as I watch this:

Frank (2.1 9:09 pm): Ben?... Wait a minute... I'm conflused...
Frank (2.1 9:21 pm): Did you just use your real name?... Anyway... awww... Your dad is soooo sweet.
Caleb Carter (2.1 9:23 pm): WHO IS THIS
Frank (2.1 9:23 pm): Frank... Your Fav Asian from New Orleans... Oh geez...
Frank (2.1 9:24 pm): I'm in LA right now by the way...
Caleb Carter (2.1 9:24 pm): OH SORRY I AM DRUNK


Favorite quotes and conversations from the Caleb:

Caleb: "I need to get a drink."

Caleb: "Apparently I'm too drunk."
Josh: "You have a habit of being too flirtatious when your drunk."
Caleb: "It's part of my job!"

Caleb: "If you care about me, then shut the **** up."

Caleb: "Buy me a drink?"
Josh: "You're already drunk."
Caleb: "I don't care, buy me a drink."

Caleb: "You need to call be A.S.A.P. or I'm going to ****ing flip a biscuit."


Seriously though, Caleb is usually a sweetheart whether or not he is intoxicated, and he isn't ever usually intoxicated. The reason why everything seems to be so heated seems to be because of the frustrating fact that Caleb and Josh were both at different levels in life while both trying to accommodate the other in their relationship. It's true what Caleb said earlier on in the episode that people advise against dating newbies for a very clear reason. We actually see at the end the awkwardness that typically ensues when one dates a newbie. It's no one's fault... it's just a learning experience.

My main point is: even though True Life portrays him as a mean drunk, he really isn't. I've been out partying with him at Fiesta Cantina, FU Bar, and even at Tigerheat (all on Santa Monica Blvd. in West Hollywood, by the way), and though he drank a lot, he always looked out for all of his friends. Caleb is truly a caring friend... he's just very energetic.