Luke Pearson

Winner of 9 GAYVN Awards (2002's most-winning film), White Trash is one of the year's funniest, hottest, sleaziest, rudest, and most out-and-out most enjoyable. In all senses of the word. The opening is a sure-fire nominee for Best Oral Scene of the year. In it, we are treated to the gloriously crotch-bulging sight of cousin Luther (Trent Cougar) bitch-slapping, spitting on and literally gagging his cockpig nephew Bret Wolfe. And then hocking a mouthful of beer on him. We ain't got no shame here: we've watched it twice already. Rod Barry is a hoot as a "fuckin' cousin," and Sharon Kane's cameo as a trashy neighbor is a scream. Break out the mac-n-cheese: Tony Alizzi's in the house!

You're in pretty deep when you're in Joe Gage territory. The guys in Tucson know that a little man-to-man action is what a pal is for. Cop buddies jerkin' it in a cheap motel get sucked into a fuckathon by a deep-holed desk clerk. A pair of punks in a warehouse are shown their real desires by the night watchman. A father and son encounter a burglar and subject him to their own special brand of punishment. Some heat-crazed, heavy-hung, and hungry guys have an all-out orgy that's classic Gage. And at a radio station, the night crew, the DJ, a pizza delivery boy plus a listener or two blister the night with double penetrations, multiple orgasms, and sweaty, scummy mansex. Because it's not the weather that makes Tucson sizzle -- it's the men!