- Onan the Vulgarian, xxfactor.com
Rating: Scorching!
The Costa Brava stretches along the Spanish coast from about 40 miles northeast of Barcelona to the French Border. It is a famed tourist destination for travelers looking for a little more than sun, good food and good vino — and the locale for Kristen Bjorn's latest sex adventure, Costa Brava (The Wild Coast).
Marco Salgueiro is strolling along an embankment overlooking the shore, while at the same time Lucas Fox and Alex Marte are walking along the train tracks parallel to the coast. The latter two are wearing backpacks, so perhaps they are tourists. They meet up with Marco near a railroad tunnel and he drops his shorts, then turns and walks away. Lucas and Alex follow. A short distance away is Marco's splendid home, where they partake of refreshment in the form of each other.
Bjorn established the sexual pattern now followed by several other studios in which the models participate in oral-only action leading to climaxes, then continue with the fucking and more orgasms. In this cum-eating threesome, cinnamon-skinned Fox gets fucked by both his sex partners and Marte gets fucked by Salgueiro.
Recycling a theme immortalized by Casey Donovan in Wakefield Poole's classic, Boys in the Sand, Bjorn has Lucio Saints emerge naked from the surf. He approaches Pau Casseras and Nacho Valente on the beach. They are tanning nude independently but are close enough for conversation. Saints is preceded by his hardon, which you think would make casual chat awkward, but he cajoles them into following him home. Competing with Saints' throbbing erection for viewer attention are Casseras' deep chest and Valente's prominent "cum gutters."
After the initial blow jobs (Valente sucking Saints and Casseras) the trio form a rimming chain on the sofa, then regroup with Casseras sitting on Valente's face while getting sucked by Saints. Valente tops Saints, both of whom later top Casseras.
Nicolas Taxman, Rob Nelson, Scott Carter and Nathan Lewis view the coast from their sailboat, soon letting their attention drift, if not the boat. Lewis pairs with Taxman in the stern, while Carter and Nelson scoot up towards the bow for sucking. They wait until they get home to fuck, everyone shedding his clothes as the door as if they were muddy shoes on a rainy day. They shower together with lots of caressing and more sucking, the soapy suds foreshadowing the repeated jism releases to follow later.
Exiting the shower, they group for synchronous fucking, with Lewis fucking Carter in a position that mirrors Taxman fucking Nelson. Nelson, while getting fucked, finger-fucks Carter's mouth and Carter's eyeballs roll as if he's died and gone to heaven. Just when you think orgasms are imminent, they change positions (but not partners). Taxman bends over to suck Nelson while still fucking him, eliciting an immediate eruption, and that triggers everyone else's climax. Taxman laps up his and Nelson's cum and feeds some of it back to Nelson in a kiss. In what is the film's most scenic cum shot, Lewis shouts "I'm gonna cum" and Carter dives to take Lewis' cock deep into his mouth, letting the hot jism spurt into his mouth then flow back down the shaft of Lewis' cock.
They still have not had enough of each other. They re-group on the staircase, the bends in their elbows and knees echoing the architecture. Bjorn seems to be inspired by stairwells; he often uses them in his films and he always finds visually and physically exciting ways to position the models and film the action. For this segment, the action consists solely of rimming and masturbation. They move once more and continue to fuck, with Lewis getting double-fucked by Taxman and Carter while sucking Nelson.
Tony Madrid and Raul Enguidanos are having a sensuous interlude in the swimming pool, each taking turns holding the other afloat while sucking him. While they leave their seed in the water, papi Ray Andres and youthful Justin Harris ogle each other in the home gym while working out. Ray's balls are hanging out of his trunks and Justin's hardon is tenting the front of his shorts. In fact, he pulls it out and shows it off to Ray with a big smile, as if to say "look what a big boy I am!" Ray smiles and beckons Justin closer, proceeding to carefully inspect, appraise and finally suck that cock to orgasm without regard for his own satisfaction — which is about to come.
Harris, being something less than coy but more than seductive, smacks his cock against his papi's buns, eats his daddy's hole and acts as if he's about fuck Andres. But it's all puppy play. Harris walks over to a large exercise ball, sprawls across it face-down, lubes his hole with spit and asks, "Do you like it? … Fuck me." Andres is in him in a trice, and I love the way Harris employs the natural rocking of the ball to give his ass enough movement for Andres' cock to move in and out with little movement on the part of Andres himself. Soon Andres is delivering strong, deep thrusts and they move to a piece of gym equipment where they continue in more of a missionary position. Andres, by the way, has a great butt that you won't tire of looking at. this is an early contender for best daddy-boy scene of the year.
Back at the pool, Madrid and Enguidanos emerge from the water. Madrid lies on his side, raises one leg, and motions for Enguidanos to fuck him. Just as they squirt, Harris and Andres come out of the house arm in arm, stare approvingly and join the other two in the water. They swap partners for blow job and rimming, then move indoors. for the rest of the movie, be prepared to witness what is probably the most exactingly filmed and excruciatingly erotic double penetration footage in all of gay porn. D.P. is as notoriously hard to film as it is to choreograph. And once two guys get their cocks in third man's ass and the camera finds an angle to capture the penetration, often only one of the insertive partners will be able to move his cock without the other's falling out. OK, too much information.
Justin Harris and Raul Enguidanos take turns being double-penetrated by Tony Madrid and Ray Andres. All four of them remain completely engaged every moment. The tops not only fuck, they touch and caress their partners. Even the standby bottom sucks the fuckee or face-fucks him or jerks him off or finds some other way to remain connected to the action. One can only conclude with a resounding Bravo! for Costa Brava.
Kristen Bjorn's talent as a director and as a videographer have long been recognized throughout the gay adult industry. I have gone beyond that, to call him a master choreographer and architect, and now I have to add to that, sculptor. He approaches a model, or a group of models, as a sculptor approaches a lump of clay or a block of stone — imagining how to imbue his "medium" with new life, and having the inestimable skill to bring his vision to fruition. The result has all the elements that make satisfying and gratifying porn while at the same time transforming and transcending the genre.
-FRISKYFANS.ORG
Rating: 4 Stars
As a film, Costa Brava: The Wild Coast is a powerhouse of sexual entertainment, completely worthy of any and all awards. Filmed along the beautiful coastline of Spain, Bjorn proves he's still a fine director, sweeping together surf, sand and a dazzling collection of men who wash up onto the shore, naked, erect and sexually ravenous.
The movie begins with a half naked Marco Salqueiro picks up two fellow hikers on the beach: the bearded Alex Marte and brown-skinned Latin Lucas Fox. They adjourn to a colorful patio where they hop atop each other forming oral sex pyramids. They face fuck each other with their fat erections. After that, Fox's pert, round ass gets thoroughly fucked by the other two. (Fox cums while getting fucked, too) In a rousing encore, Marte throws his big Italian ass up high for a tongue bath. After this Salquero fucks him on his back, their bodies rocking back and forth in the couch until all three guys explode in another hot round of money shots.
An enticing teaser of nude male sunbathing starts the next episode: Nacho Valente and Pau Casserras enjoy relaxed naked chat on the beach. In an unforgettable visual, Venezuelan beauty Lucio Saints walks out of the sea carrying a full erection. He inserts himself between the two, motivating them to start a rollicking three-way in what is arguably the movie's hottest scene. On his knees, Valente takes turns sucking on Saints' and Cassarras' beautiful penises, taking them to a first round of orgasms. After a lengthy episode of butt eating (and all three possess fine butts), they start fucking. Watching Saints getting his big ass fucked from behind might be too much to handle in one sitting. Topman Valente plows Saints until he cums. After this, the guys turn their stuff cocks into Casserras' hole, who takes it rather uncomfortably on a wooden dining table. This does not stop them going through several rounds, punctuated with the bottom's face showing dramatic unease when accepting Saints' nine inch fuck pole. Their sex culminates with another one of Saints' gushing cum shots. Whew!
Next up, we hop on an anchored boat where love blossoms in the form of a rocking four-way between Scott Carter, Nicolas Taxman, Rob Nelson and Nathan Lewis. The guys take their time enjoying foreplay, slowly removing their pastel-colored clothes: shorts and preppy shirts with upturned collars. Lewis unleashes Taxman's stiff, brown cock, uncut with pubes shaven. Kudos to Bjorn for successfully filming this scene of outdoor Mediterranean sex. After this suck fest, the guys go indoors where they fill a large shower with naked bodies. After a full sudsing up and cleaning, they hit the bedroom for a double time four-way fuck. Taxman plows Nelson while Lewis drills Carter. Getting it from behind doggie, the bottoms stay pointed toward each other so they can touch and share their own intimate moments. The bottoms blast while getting fucked, followed by more cream from the tops.
Naturally, after all of this, these four still aren't finished. They move to the couch where Lewis gets double fucked by Taxman and Carter, his mouth stuffed at the other end by Nelson's fat Magyar dick, all leading to more hot climaxes.
The fourth and final episode starts small: Raul Enguidanos and Tony Madrid getting frisky in a pool. It begins on a tender note as the two guys take turns sucking each other's erections while balancing them atop the water. It's charming, and both Spaniards are very easy on the eyes. This scene quietly climbs into another fine four-way taking the movie to its big climax, this time alongside Ray Andres and Justin Harris, an extremely alluring Romanian making his film debut here. Fucking Justin Harris astride a giant silver exercise ball.
Wearing work out tank tops, Andres fucks Harris over a large silver exercise ball. (This creates yet another one of the movie's memorable visuals) They switch over to an exercise machine where the cock-hungry Harris hoists his legs high up in the air, culminating in two splashy money shots.
Poolside, Madrid spreads for Enguidanes, who slides in from behind continuing their lovemaking from before. After a round of cumming, all four guys hook up poolside where there's more poolside dick-sucking. The guys shoot hot wads of sperm onto wet faces. Still unfinished, the guys move inside so that everybody (viewer included) is treated to the sublime Harris and the horsehung Madrid trading off riding two dicks at once - another one of the movie's spectacular double penetration scenes. This packed, final scene contains eight money shots, little wonder it also won the Grabby Award for Best Group Scene.
Believe it or not, Costa Brava: The Wild Coast represents a slimmed-down Kristen Bjorn. Rather than six, eight or ten episodes spread across a double disc, the movie packs is fourteen-man cast into four episodes. Each one contains enough to be different, not repetitive, it illustrates how well-edited this movie is. On Costa Brava, we say Bravissimo!