Chaleurs offers enough delicious sex scenes between dark-skinned Arabic men with each other or with pasty-white twinks to make this worth a watch if you're into interracial couplings. The fact that these Nubian hunks like Djaï Kamara and Nicolas Taïeb are very easy on the eyes are only icing on the cake. The downside of this is that the pasty-white twinks in question are look like they have fallen from the top of an ugly tree and smash their face on every branch on the way down. The exception would be the object of our Nubian hunk Nicolas, Kisimir Linder, but even then he's way too much of a fresh chicken (think: Aaron Carter and the Hanson boys) for my taste.

Being a Cadinot film, there has to be some plot or the other, so this movie opens with Kasimir pushing a broken-down car in the middle of the desert. Anyone who drives in the desert with what seems like no map to guide his way should deservingly become buzzard food if you ask me. While he spends what seems like six hours pushing the car and moaning and groaning with the intensity of a typical straight porn female actress shrieking that she's coming, there are plenty of sex scenes between our Arabic hunks with each other or with tourists who happen to wear ridiculously short cut-offs while they are asking for directions. Well, the desert is hot, so that explains the cut-offs, I suppose.

Nicolas is this innocent young man who stumbles upon Kasimir and he takes Kasimir to his home. Alas, when poor Nicolas runs off to find Kasimir's car (when you have been found after a near-death experience in the desert, of course the first thing you ask for is a car), the other lusty Arab men living nearby drop by for some little fun on poor Kasimir's pasty-white bum and mouth. Meanwhile, Kasimir's brother Edwin seeks out to locate poor Kasimir and ends up in the middle of an Arab sandwich himself.

Nicolas is an attractive square-jawed and stocky young man so it is a pity that he doesn't get to actually perform any scenes of penetration with Kasimir - just a pathetic masturbation scene that peters out. The one sex scene he has is with Edwin, which is also an anticlimax of sorts because his chemistry with Kasimir is very hot and that scene where he in this pair of too-short black swim trunks wrestling with Kasimir in a stream is too hot for words. Their relationship is akin to two kids discovering hot boylove for the first time so to not have them shagging like bunnies seems to defeat the point of the movie in the first place.

Edwin, on the other hand, gets not only to experience Nicolas' deflowering but also the hot hunky meat of the Arabian studs in this movie. The sex scenes are lusty and the Arabs seem really into their scenes, judging from their vigorous thrusts of the hips and the way they manage to maintain decent erections throughout their scenes. The only way I know they are mostly faking everything is the trickle of ejaculate that they spew at the climax of their scenes. Still, the erotic sight of sweaty ebony skin on white skin aside, Edwin has this unfortunate tendency to look like a buzzard with his humongous teeth and pointy nose. He is a most unattractive fellow, although I must say that he manages to make a most passionate bottom, and his expressions while getting screwed are painful to watch, to say the least. The scene where Edwin, high on drugs, bends over to change only to get raped in the butt by Alain LeBlanc is hilarious, by the way, and I repeat that scene a few times just to laugh at the cartoonish scene.

There is no happy ending for poor Nicolas and he doesn't get to truly shine as a hot stud in this movie. At the end, the movie teases me with the possibility of Nicolas and Kasimir having this really great sex scene that will curl toes permanently but that is never delivered. Chaleurs teases instead of delivers. The scenes involving those hot lusty Arabians in twosomes and threesomes are hot enough to melt icebergs and Cadinot's excellent cinematography ensures that every aspect of a delicious penetration can be savored by the viewer, as is every slow or savage thrust of a thick ebony cock into a ravaged asshole, but with Nicolas, the central character of this video, never getting to blow his load in a mighty scene that he deserves, this film ends anticlimatically.

Rating: B