Deeper (Dawson)

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What makes Deeper a must-see film, besides the hardcore bareback action delivered in signature Paul Morris style, is a rather candid interview with the film's centerpiece, Dawson.

For the uninitiated, Deeper is as good a place as any to get acquainted with this extraordinary firecracker. But for dedicated Dawson fanatics, of which there are many (this reviewer included) the inside glimpses into his personal life are what put this Treasure Island Media release firmly into the must-have category.

Unlike an even more recent T.I.M. release, “Sperm Bank”, there are no opening credits or fanfare. The first segment, simply titled "Gangbang" is all the viewer gets before he's tossed headlong into furious fucking. From minute one, Dawson's got both ends occupied. The tops in the room are some of the most aggressive in the T.I.M. stable, among them Jay Taylor (What I Can't See 2) and Steve Parker (Plantin Seed 2: Folsum Underground).

Be prepared for rapid fire pacing as the action explodes in dirty little pockets all around Dawson. Thankfully, Paul Morris is able to keep up, capturing each and every highlight on film. Looking for trademark T.I.M. filth?

Check out the dude perched at Dawson's hole, ready to slurp down each and every errant trace of cum. As a rule, the men in the room are in-shape, in their 30s and 40s, by and large patiently waiting for their turn to fuck porn's most infamous butthole.

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The balance of Deeper is the multi-chaptered "A Day With Dawson" where Morris' crew follows our hero with their cameras, filming while Dawson services random strangers he meets over the course of a single day. Now, here's an equal opportunity fuck-toy with a hunger for cock and cum that's entirely off the charts. Watching Dawson give and receive pleasure, you wonder what it's like to be in the midst of such a strong sexual being, or better yet, to actually be one of the lucky blokes who is fortunate enough to dip his wick in Dawson's mouth or butthole.

Take for example the two San Francisco circuit boys who manage to snag 15 minutes with Dawson in what looks to be a semi-private stairwell. We never see their faces, but their pricks are fat and mouthwatering. We see them as Dawson does – hot cocks on legs and loads to swallow down.

Who needs faces?

There's no soundtrack to obscure the heavy breathing or the titillating slurping noises when the men dump their scum into Dawson's open maw. One of them goes a step further and cornholes a very happy Dawson, sex made thrilling because there's always the threat of being walked in on at any moment.

"Buck A Fuck" grants anyone with three quarters, two dimes, and a nickel access to Dawson's velvet chute – no condom needed. Some of these dudes have a face that only a mother could love, but as previously mentioned, Dawson's an equal opportunity sex piggie.

Here, anyone who can scrounge up or panhandle the entry fee can take a crack at Dawson. And boy, oh boy, this is one mixed bag of horny grabbers. Still not satisfied, it's off to the adult bookstore and one gaping gloryhole. This portion of "Deeper" is deliciously depraved, nasty to the point where Dawson is licking loads off the filthy bookstore floor.

But again, the best reason to get your hands on "Deeper" is the in-depth, half hour Dawson interview.

There is no superficiality here and the questions put to Dawson are probably the same ones most of us would ask given the opportunity to do so. It's 30 plus minutes of bliss, watching Boston's most notorious cum hound answer candidly about everything from his daily workout routine to his favorite sex clubs. It's seems our love affair with this bareback dynamo is just getting started…..