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By
Giacomo Tramontagna
This soporific enterprise confirms what most of us already know: that at any given hour of the day or night, somewhere in some major city in some corner of the United States, generically attractive men are having boring
sex to a background accompaniment of New Age plunka-plunka. At 6:33 a.m., in Miami, it's Matt Bradshaw and Kyle McKenna in a cushy white-sheeted bed and in the shower. At 12:01 p.m., in Los Angeles, it's Max Grand
and Kevin Paris in Paris's apartment. At 9:57 p.m., in New York, it's Dax Kelly, Jack Simmons, and Marcelo Reeves in what may be the Kelly/Simmons residence. At 4:49 a.m., in Chicago, it's Sam Carson and Eduardo in a
brick-and-plywood environment outfitted with a sling. The lack of behind-the-scenes credits suggests that nobody but chief perpetrator Sam Walker wanted to be held responsible for this artifact. It's not unrelievedly lousy,
however. The Kelly-Simmons-Reeves encounter at least gets off to an animated, promising start, with three hard cocks protruding from boxer shorts. But this occurs halfway through, and by then, you may be snoring.
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