Cast List

Dennis Walsh, Crompton Payne, Megan Ross, Peter Thadliski, John Meyers, Darc Triad, Ron Leigh, Rene, John Tyme, Larry Marshall, Mark Ekwall

Review

Jack Deveau's lyrical film presents the "Mr. Bare America" winner, smooth and slim Dennis Walsh, as a young man (Billy) who's a good-looking, resourceful New York actor who has combined his theatrical instincts, his need for money and his over active sex drive into a successful part-time career as a hustler.

He cultivates his clientele: a youthful British businessman (Crompton Payne), his surly landlord (Peter Thadliski), a dentist (Larry Marsland; a dildoing dentist at that!), a swinging married couple (John Tyme and Ren Sage), a man interested in athletic sex (Darc Traid), a virgin suburbanite (Ron Leigh), and a midnight phone sex caller (John Meyers) that keeps Billy hard and horny.

Plenty of dirty talk, rimming, long-dicking, fucking on a ladder, and orgasms are featured. For each client, Dennis plays a different role, satisfying his own actor's ego and the client's needs for sexual fantasy. Billy's first encounter happens in the basement with the super of his building.

Dressed in a leather jacket and torn jeans, where the super uses a washer for a cockring and an oil can for lube, fucking Billy's ass. At the gym, Billy has a jockstrapped wrestling session with a black man. The black man again humps Billy's ass, after telling Billy, "I like to work up a sweat behind some dude."

In the menage session, the woman fucks her hole with a vibrator as Billy plugs her husband and they listen to her dirty talk. The best scene features Billy at the dentist, receiving gas. Billy changes roles with the man and puts clamps onto his tits. He proceeds to shove a dildo up the man's butt in the dentist chair.

Intrigue and imagination make this a very good film but nothing outstanding really happens sexually. Probably the most interesting is the segment with the dentist and the menage a trois with the straight couple.

Dark-lighting and film transfers have made this video occasionally unenjoyable in parts.

One Bijou reviewer wrote:

What really needs to be expressed about this film, before any kind of dramatic assessments or poetic waxing, is that it is a masterpiece--plain and simple. Famed director Jack Deveau made a most beautiful and beguiling blue movie with this well acted, amazingly shot, brilliantly edited trip through the life of a New York City hustler/actor, played by the boyishly scrumptious Dennis Walsh.

In less than ninety-minutes we see Walsh, as Billy The Kid, engage in an astounding variety of sex acts with an equally astounding variety of johns (and even one jane). Wanted: Billy The Kid doesn't feature the kind of sex we are used to seeing these days, every scene moves in and out of shadows, the camera explores bodies to the point of abstraction, yet the whole of this film is startlingly erotic--the sum of these parts is pure sexual pleasure.

Billy, a treat of a man who looks like Billy Crudup, rolls around in bed with a dark-haired hottie. They suck each other, kiss, and jerk off. The phone rings in the middle of their heated exchange and a voice talks dirty into Billy's answering machine. The breathy, explicit language of the unseen voice adds a dark dimension to Billy and his trick's muddled but intense coupling. The trick cums, smears his jizz around his cock, and Wipes the funk up with his sheer white panties. He makes another appointment for Billy's services and quickly leaves.

Billy then goes about his day-showering, meeting up with his fellow hard-up actor and best friend Karen. Later he goes back to his apartment building, but instead of going up to his place he descends a dark staircase and wanders through the shadowy basement. He encounters Angelo, a rough and sexy muthafucka with muttonchops and a huge uncut cock. Billy seduces Angelo with talk of a leaky faucet (trust me, it's very hot) and then pins him to the wall. Angelo whips his meat out from his stained coveralls and jacks to orgasm.

Angelo then pulls down Billy's pants and preps his asshole with some kind of gray, industrial lubricant. He smears the obscure gravy onto his pork stick and plunges the grimy mess into Billy's hole. The camera moves in closer and closer until the fucking is nothing but a suggestive blur of black and pink. Angelo pulls out, Billy gets dressed, and then a “rent received” slip is stamped. Sometimes Billy doesn't have to get paid in cash for his services.

Later that same day Billy receives another phone call from his phone sex partner, a man who pays Billy in advance for a set number of sessions. Billy lies on his bed, his rippled body perfectly displayed, sniffs some poppers and plays with himself while the man rabidly describes what he'd going to do to him. When the time comes for Billy to shoot his load his face screws up tight, his body shivers, and out streams the magic goo!

Some of Billy's other adventures, both sexual and pedestrian, include practicing lines from Cat on a Hot Tin Roof with Karen, wrestling with and getting pissed on by a black man, attending Tai Chi class, and whoopin' it up in a threesome with a husband and wife. Those who are adverse to hetero sex should have no fear; the wife merely pleasures herself with a vibrator while Billy plows her hot and hairy husband.

The most interesting scene, however, has to be the one with the dentist. Billy huffs nitrous oxide and goes on a hallucinatory ride with his Dr. Feelgood client that includes dildos, dental pliers applied to nipples, and some seriously frightening whispers.

At times it's impossible to tell who is doing what to whom, but that's the point of this outlandish scenario--do you have to know what's going on to get off? Probably not, since the whole film moves much like the sexual push and shove. Each scene is a step to climax, not an end unto itself, and the entire experience adds up to rapture.

DM, 11/24/03

"Toward the end of the film, a trick says to Walsh, 'As an object, you are great American jackoff fantasy.' Truer words could not be found to describe the dazzling Walsh. Long an dlean, with natural tone, a dark mop of hair, a mushroom-caped cock sprouting from a forest of pubes, and deep pensive eyes that speak louder than any words, he acts and fucks with breathtaking aplomb. Think a young, dreamy Joe Dallesandro with a touch of Ryan Idol and a dash of Tony Ward, and you have the picture." -- Manshots, February 1997

A Hand-in-Hand film directed by Jack Deveau.

1976; released on video in 1985.

Running time: 82 min.

Key Words

Anal Fucking | Big Dick | Black | Classic Pre-Condom | Cumshot | Dildo | Interracial | Masturbation/JO | Oral Cock Sucking | Rimming | Threeway