Review

Like any guy I have a healthy appetite, and when I’m slipped a film called Butthole Buffet to review, you know my mouth starts to salivate. All Worlds Video delivers a generous serving of men’s holes, which are certainly attended to with mouths, fingers, cocks and even a good old fashioned fist!

Muscular surfer-daddy type Trent Cougar is busily chopping up some carrots (something I’ve never seen in porn before) and Chip Noll (with a cute little piercing underneath his lip) arrives as the grocery boy to deliver the "goods," of the penis variety. They lick each other all over and Cougar makes it a point to get his spit everywhere. Before you can say “Minute Rice” Cougar has Noll on his back on the kitchen island, pounding him with enthusiasm. I guess these boys want to toss a different kind of salad, if you know what I mean. Cougar delivers a mean fuck and at one point towards the end of the scene says “What’s your name again?” before delivering really, really thick loads.

On to another part of the house where well defined gardener Leo Bramm and boyish built pool cleaner Ben Damon are cruising each other while doing their chores. They get naked and go at each other with mutual blow jobs and rim jobs. They keep the action outdoors on the chaise until Bramm decides to pollinate Damon’s bum. Bramm shoots his seed all over Damon’s tummy; Damon politely contributes his own man fertilizer to the mix. I guess the concrete around the pool was really hot because both guys left their shoes on the whole time (Bramm with his Skecher sandals and Damon with his cross trainers).

We next get a glimpse of someone chopping up yellow squash, then to the next scene where we peek into a massage session. (Yellow squash? Massage? What’s the connection?) Hairy, beefy Parker Williams is getting a rubdown from bodybuilder jar head type Ross Taylor. Getting oily and sweaty, Taylor can’t resist an oral sampling of Williams’ meat. After Williams delivers a lip smacking rim job to Taylor, who sports a jock strap the whole time, our masseur jumps aboard Williams’ cock for a sphincter massage. (Who is massaging who at this point?) Williams delivers a raging, sweaty fuck to Taylor and the two get quite verbal, egging each to other on until loads are popped. Taylor has his tennis shoes on the whole time too. (I think they were also a pair of Skechers,)

The final scene begins with someone stuffing a chicken which is a minor preview of what’s to come. Hairy Williams shows up again but this time with equally hairy Andy Dill (shaved head, yum). They are ravaging prick-pierced Steve Pierce on the couch. On the love seat we have Andy Hunter feasting on Drew Peters. Both sets stay in their respective groups and it becomes pretty clear who the bottoms are in each: Pierce (on the receiving end of a double penetration) and Peters. After lots of blow jobs, spit and hot dirty talk, Pierce and Peters are pounded by their respective peers.

Then, it’s time for some fisting. It’s hot to see a hairy forearm being shoved into a smooth butthole (contrasts sweeties). But a bowl of stuffing shows up. Okay, privately, what you do in your bedroom is hot but looking at brown Stove Top being shoved up someone’s butt isn’t the most aesthetically pleasing image. Bad call guys. They all cum, but for me, a little of the sexual steam was lost when you have the actors verbally saying “Okay, dinner time!” with cornbread up the cornhole – how can anyone say that with a straight face? Besides, isn’t Stove Top high in MSG?

Production values are top notch with quality sound and lighting. Loses a point for that stuffing being shoved up someone’s butt, especially considering that it’s brown stuffing. (Hey, I’m no prude, I’ve had a couple of french fries up mine.) Butthole Buffet delivers some hot sex, is well directed, and the actors genuinely look like they are getting off on each other. The disc sports a photo gallery, trailers and a long commercial for the All Worlds Resort in Palm Springs which harkens back to the Reagan decade.

I recommend building a sneeze guard around your TV, because, even though it’s hot enough to sink your teeth into, watching Butthole Buffet can be a messy affair.

 -- Cubby Britches