Year: 1976
Director: Steve Scott
Studio: Bijou Video
Genre: vintage, anal, oral, public restroom, cumshots, fist, rimming, glory hole
Duration: 01:03:05
Cast: Bob Brody, Clark Stevens, Tim O’Brien, Tom Sawyer, Randy Criss, Steve King, Kurt Williams, Larry Paige, Mike Mitchell, Doug Thompson, Duff Paxton, Frank Rappola
Twelve At Noon is the best kind of dirty movie: no plot, no condoms, and lots of hunky men with hairy bodies and big, big boners. Two scenes (of five) stand out in particular, a solo performance by Larry Paige in which he fucks a cantaloupe and raunchy public restroom romp with four guys that manages to combine hot sex, glory holes, cruising at urinals, and voyeurism. The first scene begins with bearded blonde Mike Mitchell peeking through a glory hole in a park restroom. He takes his fat cock in one hand and grabs at a boner that slides through the glory hole with the other. He sucks dick for a few moments, but stops when he hears the bathroom door open. The man leaves. Another guy, the slim and sexy Steve King stops by the urinal to drain his dong. He’s sweaty and topless from jogging. Mitchell lures King over to the stall and begins to work on his big meat, sucking like a seasoned ho. Another man, Tom Sawyer, enters the restroom and King jumps over to the urinal to cruise him. Sawyer takes a piss (which the camera catches in close-up) and then follows King to the stall. Mitchell shoves both boners into his mouth and strokes himself. his cock is throbbing so much you can almost feel it through the screen. Finally, a fourth man, the delicious Duff Paxton, joins in on the fun. At first he lingers by the door, jacking off and checking for potential danger, but soon he makes his way to the stall and shoves his huge thing into Mitchell’s mouth. Mitchell tastes dick, licks ass, and shoots an enormous wad of spunk. Next, a butch dude in a baseball cap and tight jeans invites a scruffy stud into his car for a blowjob. This is the least interesting scene in the movie, but really only because there isn’t much a camera (or the performers) can do in the front seat of a car. Any disappointment is completely forgotten once Larry Paige strips off his slacks and begins to squeeze his log in what is the film’s most interesting segment. Paige is in the kitchen preparing a snack for his boss, who is upstairs getting busy with a gentleman friend. Paige listens to them through the intercom and gets all horned up. He drops his drawers, revealing a beautiful dick and thick golden brown bush. He gets rock hard and sticks his bone into a hollowed out cantaloupe. He finishes himself off with a dollop of whipped cream as lubrication. He dumps his load into the whipped cream bowl and heads upstairs. Two more scenes follow, both of which are quite sexy. Neither are quite as exciting as the cantaloupe fuck, though.
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