Southern California Skate Boarders Film 4
First off I have to say, I have never skateboarded…I am far too delicate and frankly I think if I fell and skinned my knees or hands I would just cry so hard I would start hyperventilating. I prefer my physical activities to take place in a bedroom or bathhouse. But I have seen enough skateboarding to know when someone is good and when someone sucks…thankfully our rainbow community has closet cases like Tony Hawk or this movie would convince people that just like white men can’t jump…gays can’t skateboard. Fortunately skateboarding isn’t the only thing they suck at, cos they are damn fine at sucking cock, so unless you’re watching this movie for the skateboarding (in which case honey, you have enough troubles as it is) you should get what you’re looking for.
My biggest problem was that either the camerawork was totally amateur or they were trying to copy that nauseating Hollywood fad of shaking the camera all over the place while filming…which I guess is okay if the hormones in the air had the cameraman shaking cos he was jacking his cock. But that wasn’t his excuse cos often it wasn’t even during sex scenes, so shame on him. But when you get down to it…and we all like getting down to it, the sex itself was fabulous and somehow each scene made me crave rushing to the store and getting some Hostess cream-filled Twinkies…I wonder why that would be. The youthfulness and lust really comes through regardless of that naughty cameramans atrocious work and streamers ribbons and swishes to Southern California Skate Boarders Film 4, now I’m off to get some cream-filled Twinkies and get that creamy filling all over my lips to lick it off.
