Example: Butt Blasters 17: Totally Butt Blasted...Again!?!
Nobody respects the delicate art of eroticism these days. Gone are the sensually erotic chapbooks of yore. Did you know that there is only one hobby shop in the Triangle area that still offers erotic baseball cards for sale? Poppycock, I say! And today's pornography? Don't get me started. What's so erotic about a young woman with surgically enhanced sweater-puppies being mercilessly violated by a common cyborg? There's no magic in a 1,000 man gang bang. Where's the sensual delight that once accompanied the content of any hardcore transsexual bondage video you can name? Gone, I tell you, vanished into thin air like a champagne flute of male ejaculate on the set of Spooge Guzzlers 12 starring Hornica X. Suxtits. You should be ashamed, Hornica. Your industry once stood for something.
The erotic fanciness of the Golden Age of Porn (which last from 1998 to the middle of 2003, roughly) is best exemplified by Burt Hardcock's 2001 masterstroke, Butt Blasters 17: Totally Butt Blasted...Again!?! The scenery, the sexually-charged dialogue (ex. Woman: You gonna just taunt me with that Tootsie roll or are you can unwrap it and shove it in my hot slot? Man: I don't want my dark chocolate to melt all over you, girl. Woman: It's OK, I like hot chocolate...in my vagina! I'm getting woozy just transcribing it!), the tasteful use of slo-mo, the inclusion of the elderly, etc. Hardcock's film isn't just "wham-bam-thank-you-m'am-now-would-you-mind-doing-the-same-thing-to-thirty-Asian-men." No! It's classy, expertly edited, and beautifully packaged. Butt Blasters 17 elevates the art of lubeless anal pentration by several well-endowed men at the same time to new heights of eroticism and romance. Bon appetit!
A particularly sensual scene in which a caped and mustached man (right) makes love to a blonde starlet (middle) who has been tied to an inflatable javelina as a one-legged, well-endowed midget (left) bounces about the room holding two cobs of corn.
