Looking for men? The insatiable, inventive, well hung studs you thought you could find only in your wildest fantasies? Well, here they are! Once again, TITAN Media brings to life your most secret obsessions in the fourth entry of its best-selling, award-winning, sex-soaked series, FALLEN ANGEL. Like all the others, this one explodes with unimaginable wall-to-wall hard-core action played out by a cast of unbridled human animals from all over the world -- the hottest men on this planet. It's a two-part, over five-hour blockbuster called SEA MEN: FALLEN ANGEL 4, and it's the hottest, hardest, horniest sexual marathon yet from the legendary San Francisco studio.

SEA MEN, as its title suggests, zeroes in on that mythic group of studs who have, since time immemorial swaggered through the wet dreams of gay men -- the grizzled, worldly, lust-driven sailors who have sailed the seven seas in search of sexual adventure, roamed the waterfronts of the world to find it, and often discovered their own deepest, darkest secrets in the all-male initiations that erupt aboard ship. If you're looking for tough talking, tattooed titans with haunting faces, chiseled bodies, relentless sexual energy, and humongous endowments, look no further.

PART ONE
A timeless tale that could take place in the past, the present, or the future, in Shanghai, Marseilles, or San Francisco, Sea Men is the saga of one wayfarer's quest for the sexual treasures hidden in a world he has visited only in his most feverish dreams. To play this role, director Cam has cast a phenomenal new screen presence, TITAN discovery and exclusive, Dred Scott. The darkly handsome Scott, with his grizzly stubble and haunted eyes, proudly proclaims his exotic, mixed-race heritage in a pair of tattoos etched above his perfect pecs: One reads "Black," the other "White." He is first seen boarding his ship, a rusted, weather-beaten vessel now in port. In his pea coat and watch cap, he heads down into the bowels of the ship, where he discovers two of his fellow mariners, Gabriel Cortez and Stein Losnegaard, in the throes of expanding each other's sexual boundaries. Cortez (with his shaved head, elaborate tattoos, and Prince Albert) and Losnegaard (with his shaved head, trussed up genitals, and rubber gear) are perfectly matched. There, amidst the corroded pipes, peeling paint, and grimy oil drums of the engine room, the two run the gamut of a dominance/submission experience, including rough and tumble oral and anal action, watersports, bondage, verbal abuse, and genital torture.

All of these visions electrify Scott, who has soon stripped to reveal his lean, lithe body and his rampant, freestanding erection that is, like the rest of him, larger than life. When he is discovered, he steps out of the shadows to join them and accepts Cortez' offer to use Losnegaard as his own. Not content with running a similar gamut of games with the willing slave, Scott soon turns the tables on Cortez and overwhelms him as well. Cortez proves to be remarkably versatile, submitting to Scott's relentless rutting before both release storms of spooge. But the night has only begun, and Scott sits back to light a cigar and watch the two shipmates perform a dazzling display of cane whipping and handballing. Before Scott leaves, Cortez tosses him a coin - a strange token that will prove to be the key to his future.

Back on shore, Scott heads for a harbor shop run by Rik Jammer, a goateed skinhead who is more than eager to service his vagabond friend. Their body-slamming set-to churns from tender kissing, through an endurance contest in which Scott tortures Jammer's eraser tits, to a demanding fisting session in which Jammer proves himself to be a supremely confident, consummate bottom. Here, Scott delivers another prolific cum shot before leaving, only momentarily fulfilled, to head back to the ship. There, in a bunk room of the dilapidated ship, two other sea-dogs in classic, thirteen-button sailor blues, are working their way out of their uniforms and into each other. They are played by handsome, stubble-bearded Mike Conway and another spectacular discovery, TITAN exclusive Patrick Knight. The chestnut haired Knight, with his coppery chest fuzz, buffed body, and relentless sexual ingenuity, effortlessly demonstrates the pleasures of pleasure-giving as he slathers Conway's armpits, slobbers spit-soaked kisses into his hungry mouth, and swallows him whole in a shattering display of deep-throating. Needless to say, Conway reciprocates every step of the way to a pair of memorable money shots. But there's more to come. They too are being watched, through a nearby porthole, by another dark and sultry TITAN exclusive, Jon Galt.

The furry-chested, rock hard Galt is soon invited to join the cock-crazed cockswains for a no-holds-barred threesome. As they suck and fuck across the battered bunks and filthy floor, all three outdo themselves in sucking cock and eating ass before getting down to fucking. Both Galt and Conway prove themselves to be indecently versatile, and Knight, with his endless energy and turbo-charged equipment, is a topman par excellence.
Elsewhere, at a dockside dive, bartender Adriano Marquez, long one of TITAN's most popular exclusives, is here garbed in the striped middy of a French matelot. During a brief, beer-drenched go-round with motorcycle cop Joe Stratton, they discover a curious young recruit, played by Core Andrews, watching them. Clearly, this infraction cannot go unpunished, and Stratton promptly hauls him back to the ship. Thus ends Part One of Sea Men: Fallen Angel 4.

PART TWO
Moments later, Stratton, a wiry disciplinarian in full leather regalia, hurtles the voyeuristic sailor, Andrews, into the bunk room of the ominous old freighter. With a practiced choke-hold, he soon forces the young salt into a series of dildo games, water sports, and after manacling him to the ceiling, extensive flogging. The intensity of this new experience prompts a devastating premature ejaculation from Andrews, but that does not deter Stratton, who locks his prey into a gas mask and proceeds to clip dozens of black clothespins onto the vulnerable flesh of his underarms, sides of his torso, both tits, the shaft of his towering erection, and his lowhanging scrotum. Although the experience is excruciating, Stratton isn't finished yet. Next, he yanks each of the pins away to the muffled screams of his now willing captive and moves in for the coup de grace, a debauched experiment with a medical bag of saline solution that is drip injected directly into the youth's ball-sac. As the young swabby's scrotum balloons to elephantine proportions, the terrifyingly inventive master produces an electric rake and proceeds to prod and zap every inch of the recruit's helpless body. And that is how Stratton leaves Andrews, hanging from pipes in the ceiling for his buddies to find him.

Back at the seedy bar, a full-scale orgy is in its earliest stages. Manacled to chains dangling from the ceiling is a cammies-clad, hirsute blond, Lukas Jaeger, being worked over by popular ebony body builder, Robert Collins, whose long, hard rod gets a serious servicing before he fires off streamers of thick, syrupy cum onto his partner of the moment. Elsewhere in the dump, at a poker table, a pair of leathermen, Steve Parker and Colton Roth, are warming each other up. Soon, Rik Jammer arrives to join in the action, zeroing in on Jaeger, and the two of them trade dildo assaults, after which Jammer tops the coupling with an unbelievable spate of self-fisting. Next, Parker, Roth, and Collins experiment with a vacuum pump and pound each other to another round of creamy money shots.

At this point, Scott walks into the bar and lays down the coin Cortez gave him earlier. Bartender Marquez extends in his hand a coin of his own - it is a perfect match. The chemistry between the two seafaring vagrants is palpable as they make an immediate connection and head off in their mutual quest for the buried treasure that lies within each other.

At a shop filled with garish neon signs, they give new meaning to the phrase "tough love." Both are veteran sex machines who gradually discover that there is a special connection between them beyond their equally monumental sexual skills. The hour-long scene is truly a battle of the Titans. With passionate kisses, they strip down, and Marquez is quick to service Scott, who in turn throws his newfound partner over a motorcycle to rim him with an enthusiasm that only a topman preparing to enter a hole can. Then, for the first time in the film, Scott goes down, demonstrating that when he wants to be, he is a stupendous cocksucker, teasing, slathering, and deep-throating with ease. The fuck that follows begins with gentle tenderness, but soon builds to a turbulent assault as each demands more and more of the other. Scott is a powerhouse fucker, and Marquez practically redefines the phrase "butch bottom." In time, they shift to a dentist's chair for another round of oral action and the challenges of a smoldering cigar and hot candle wax before delivering the last of the cum shots which explode throughout the scene. Each of these sexual vagrants, it appears, has come to the end of his quest.

A timeless fable of sexual fantasy, Sea Men: Fallen Angel 4, maintains the traditions and high standards of the first three editions of this remarkable series that has repeatedly taken viewers on voyages into the darkest corners and brightest destinations of their own libidinal excesses. Once again, TITAN Media is ready to take you on a sexual odyssey into uncharted territory, where you must be prepared to question what really turns you on, where you might never go on your own.

Sea Men HardCore DVD: This lavishly bound collectors edition comprises four disks and includes some of the most intense sexual content ever-captured on film. The feature is over 5 hours and is presented on 2 disks, having been digitally rendered in SDVD (Super Digital Video Disk) format for picture quality never before seen in the adult market. The third disk features hours of additional content: bonus sex clips, extended fetish scenes, behind-the-scenes footage, interviews and more. Sea Man DVD delivers over 8+ hours of hardcore, non-stop entertainment all for the price of what some other studios charge for a single video tape.

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