Stock in your new release section; the box is stronger than the product.
Only two dicks come remotely close to being hard in the four scenes here. One of them belongs to Paul Carrigan, whose presence is one of the few bright spots in this forgettable feature. The best pairing is the final scene, in which Carrigan delivers some solid oral attention, but it takes a long time to get there. Viewers will smell a rat in the two middle sequences, where dry humping is unsuccessfully made to look like the real deal. What the viewer gets instead is cinematography gone bad.