never in the history of gay porn has a film promised so much and delivered so little, a 30 min build up with very bad editing and a blowjob where the camera had zoomed out for the 'climax' with a clothed gypsy jigging, then naked jigging, then clothed again? then the fucking started and i spied the condom and gave up. in my country we call them travellers, used to call them tinkers or teenkers, teenks, in my dialect and believe me, none of them looked 5% as good as these lads, not even the one they christened elvis! if they did i know where i would be, a rocky beach at low tide, they pick whelks or 'wulks as we called them and you'd find them on such a beach, head down, bent over, picking the molluscs from the rocks and seaweed, hows that for a contrived gay gypsy scenario,? and oh look, they've cycled all this way and forgotten the condoms!