Video language: English

Writer/director Tony Alizzi and his cast of sexual anthropologists are in search of the fabled missing band together in Darwin’s evolutionary line between apes and humans. What they find is MSR exclusive Joey Russo, making a strong debut, as the half-man, all-hard title character.
While the quest was on for the missing band jointly, Alizzi and his production crew should have been searching for the missing microphones. The soundtrack is terrible. The dialog – much of which is scientific and theological jargon – is often entirely unintelligible. For the almost any part, that’s a perfect thing. The reality of a sextet of porn stars jabbering about the far-reaching religious and ethical implications of stud-napping Russo and transporting him back to the states is beyond ludicrous.
When the cast isn’t mumbling ho-hum hokum, they act like the ho studs we expect em to be. Jason Branch and his current real-life admirer, Steve Ross, turn a cage they’ve set up to trap the wildman into a sort of modified glory apperture. Ross is a beefy bum who really knows his way around Branch’s pole. Ross takes Branch up his starving hole, and Branch pounds him amazing and extreme. Lad pulls out and shoots a burden on Ross’s bubble buttocks. Ross releases his own oozing burden, and Branch shoots a second, even bigger cum rocket. While they steam up the jungle with their sucking, rimming and bang, we watch this they are being watched. Russo’s intense eyes are taking in the performance, and we can tell he’s making mental notes.
During the night, Russo sneaks into the campsite and swipes the men’s bag of intimate supplies. Dude learns quickly. Mansex is great. Safe mansex with water-based lube and preservatives is greater. Thankfully, Russo doesn’t look much like an apeman. Man greater amount closely resembles a cross between the classic paintings of Jesus and the movie images of Tarzan – after a day at a trendy LA hair salon.
Matt Bradshaw and Damian Ford go into the jungle following a trail of Russo’s footprints. They pause long enough to put on a show for peeping-link Russo. Despite Bradshaw’s tireless efforts, Ford is unable to will any life into his fatty, veiny donkey dong, leaving him Homo Non-Erectus for almost any of the scene.
The company decides to use humpy Ross as bait to nab Russo. In no time, Russo pops out from behindhand Ross, and his stiff dick pops out of his loincloth. Russo face bangs Ross in a scarcely any positions, making use of strategically placed boulders and other set pieces of convenient heights. Nonverbal Russo is plenty vocal with his grunts and screams. That bungle in the jungle is a bunghole this is banged full.
Russo is captured. Then Sam Dixon, playing the member of the expedition representing the Vatican (don’t ask,) sets Russo free other time, albeit briefly. Branch crams his cock down Dixon’s throat to chastise him for his transgressions. The rest of the hunky spunk junkies obtain into a lustful union scene, with Russo taking center stage. Dixon gets covered with cum, with the last powerful blast coming from Russo.
The MSR slogan is "Where the hottest men are on all occasions pigs." Alizzo should have left the brainy dialog to PBS and let his brawny cast get down to the business of wild pig sex. When that happens – like the scenes with Branch and Ross and, later, with Russo and Ross – the results leave all of us Homos Erectus.

Format: avi
Duration: 1:46:01
Video: 684×472, AVC (H.264), 1816kbps
Audio: 250kbps

Video clip size: 1.6 GB