He is a Heretic. He takes what he wants. He thumbs his nose at convention. He gives the finger to anyone who would tell him how to act. There are legions who would put their mouths, cocks, holes and bodies at his service in this steamy sex club. Director Bruno Bond has created a brooding, hedonistic, underworld of rampant carnality whose inhabitants need to satisfy their rut lust. Master cocksman Jessy Ares works bodybuilder Alex Marte like sexual putty. Resistance is futile when the domineering gaze of super-endowed Tommy Defendi bends sweet James Ryder to his will. Jimmy Fanz’s tight and furry frame has a hole that is more than equal to the sum of its parts. Alexander Garrett feeds him cock at both ends. A meeting of the lips leads to a meeting of the loins as the awesomely buffed Ty Roderick sets the sexual stage for Tyler Wolf’s sexual surrender. Heretic means hardly a weak moment and never a soft cock.