You're in pretty deep when you're in joe gage territory, and 110 in tucson is his most in-depth, bone-stiffening feature yet. Gage men know that a lad needs a mentor, and that a little man-to-man action is what a buddy's for. That's why it ain't the weather that makes tucson sizzle, it's the men. Off to the west, the tucson mountains shimmer. With the intense heat beating down, the policemen parked on the side of the road wonder why andy hunter would be out jogging. We'll find out where he's going later...

Here's a classic all-out orgy in gage's best legendary "closed set" tradition. Six over-heated guys, locked in a room and blistering the night with double penetrations, multiple orgasms, and sweaty, scummy sensation. Damon demarco takes on the dare to show the night crew what he's got, and soon everyone's stripped and sucking. Pierce gets sloppy over demarco's fiercely hard bone, and hunter's foot-long meat marvel becomes the centerpiece of a circle jerk. Demarco plants himself on hunter's all-night ass prod, and pierce rides demarco's overheated poker. Hunter's jackrabbit thrusts into cade's fresh rosebud blast a fusillade of pearls farther than believable, and pig bottom reed shoots three amazing loads while riding every cock he can conquer, before pierce finger fucks yet another burst from the insatiable slut.

Joe gage's carefully wrought art doesn't just pump you up. He psyches you out, too. The combination's a nutbuster - especially with the underscoring of gay troubadour mark weigle's ardent songs. In an interview that's one of the double disc set's bonus features, luke pearson says he liked making the movie because it was "real men having real mansex." that's exactly what joe gage serves up in 110 in tucson.

Composer: fledgling, j.D. Slater, mark weigle, mingle-mangle, rick randy, steve mcknight.