American Stud

Adrian (Seth Gamble) is a high-priced male escort who services Hollywood's elite. However, his heart lies with Willow (Aiden Ashley), the kept wife of Jack Davis (Evan Stone), one of Hollywood's most influential and powerful producers. Jack is a cruel man who loves power above everything, and despite her feelings for Adrian, Willow is afraid to risk leaving her husband. Inspired by his faith in true love, Adrian is determined to find a way for him and Willow to be together. Together, Adrian and Willow will find out whether true love conquers all or if reality is the hammer that crushes fairy tale endings.

Dana Vespoli helms her first feature as a director for Wicked Pictures, and boy, is it a doozy! She opts for a serious story filled with tension and danger. It's the kind of story that was made for feature porn, and Vespoli assembles the right cast to pull it off. Seth Gamble is excellent as always, and Aiden Ashley is a natural fit for tales like this with her distinct brand of intensity as a sexual performer and thespian. The legendary Evan Stone embraces the sinister role he's become synonymous with in his later years, and Cam Damage plays the perfect sidekick character trying to save their friend. It's a recipe for success.

Adrian and Willow share an incredibly intense sexual encounter early on, allowing the viewer to truly understand how passionate their relationship is. They are all over each other: their hands caressing every inch of each other, embracing each other tightly as if they might never feel each other's touch again if they let go. Their sex is powerful and intoxicating (my God, the side missionary is incredible!), and audiences won't want it to end.

Conversely, Adrian's threesome with Maya Woulfe and Ramon Nomar lacks that emotional weight. Rather, this scene is all about sex for sex's sake. The connection is built on surface-level pleasure. Ramon is gleeful as he pounds away at Maya, who is perfectly willing to be used — and Adrian is along for the ride because it's what he's being paid to do. It's a stark contrast to Adrian's deep connection with Willow, and it shows the contradiction in Adrian's life. It's strong dual storytelling and hot as hell.

Coco Lovelock finds herself in the nefarious clutches of Jack Davis in a stereotypical casting couch moment. Hoping to land a role in Davis' next big project, Coco lets herself get fucked (on Jack's literal couch) without even reading the script. Evan is every bit as smarmy and creepy as the boogeyman producers of Hollywood's dark ages, and Coco is every bit the innocent starlet blinded by her aspirations of stardom. It's a tale as old as time, and these two play it perfectly. Evan feels like he couldn't care less about anything besides getting his rocks off, and Coco feels like she's putting her everything into an audition in the bedroom. She squirts all over him like a geyser at one point, and experiences a couple of brain-melting orgasms to boot — all this while Jack grins like a maniacal villain basking in his corrupt glory.

Adrian and his best friend Jamie (Cam Damage) end up booked together for a threesome with Jessie Saint while a mysterious masked man watches. Again, the sex is devoid of emotional passion, but rather, is filled with carnal lust. Jessie wants to be treated like a whore, and Adrian and Jamie are more than happy to oblige. But ironically, it feels like this sex is a goodbye to everything. Both Jamie and Adrian are ready to move on, and this is their adieu to Hollywood's carnal underbelly. Jessie and Cam look fantastic, and Cam handles the strap-on like a true champion.

This is a good movie, and Dana Vespoli is a good storyteller. Wicked should find reasons to bring her back for more.