
Signifying the arrival of a major new talent in director Billy Wyatt, the beautifully shot and spooge-laden sleaze fest Lost Exit was one 1999’s best and most underrated. What could have been a typical, by-the-books “road movie” is given an extraordinary twist in this near-perfect film from director Wyatt. Containing some of the best shot and hottest fuck scenes of the year, I’ll be damned if I know how this didn’t win a ton of awards. The shade/trade hot Ethan Marc and new discovery Tuck Johnson (he of the near-perfect cock, killer abs, evil smile and definite husband material) make for one of the most eye-opening outdoor duo scenes of the year.
There’s also an incredibly sleazy, hustling-style pick-up between Geoff and Matt (in a highway rest stop bathroom no less) that had me hard before it even got into the sex itself. First we’re treated to a lovely shot of one of the dudes taking a piss – an attractive come-on to some I suppose. A game of “stroke the steak” ensues. When a cop (Lex Kyler) busts in on the duo and scares the piss out of them (well, not anymore I guess) and feeds them his thick cum-dripping cock, I nearly lost it. The officer orders them around, never takes off his mirrored glasses, and does them over the trough-like urinal. Yum!
There’s more: When was the last time a “docking” got you totally riled up… even to the point of blowing? Well, wait ’til you get a load of this one. It’s all meaty foreskins getting pulled, prodded, stretched and seriously used. The second “tricking in the toilet” scene – complete with hilariously hot P.O.V.-shots from within the bowl itself – was also a major turn-on. The whole cast is uniformly hot looking (especially Tuck: you can medicate my pad anytime you want, dude). Lots of sweaty ‘n raunchy mansex on tap here, all exquisitely shot by Wash West (Animus; Naked Highway). The garage gang-bang sequence – featuring one of the sleaziest glory hole tricks of the year – had me hitting rewind almost immediately. I never paused or fast forwarded through a single scene, and – not to share too much info with you guys – I literally came four or five times during the whole “shebang.” (And I ain’t talking Ricky Martin here, either.)
Coupled with outstanding outdoor photography, it’s one of the year’s best, and I can’t wait to see what director Wyatt does next. I guess I am kind of praising this one to the skies, but if this is the type of quality stuff Channel 1 is going to be putting out, other studios better watch out. Easily watchable over and over, Lost Exit is one of the few modern-day gay porns that I’d call a definite “must own.” As you can clearly tell, I really like this flick.