WARNING!
Cameron Fox
Trent Atkins
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Celestial Entertainment Group | 2002 | 95 |
Description source: promotional material
In Heartland Valley, USA, the sexual tension and testosterone laced lust burn beneath the sunny surface. In a tiny town where super studs and their pretty-boy playthings redefine neighborly love, life long buddies Ed (Pauly Jones) and Tom (Josh Peters) are feelin' the heat and itchin' for fun. These two horny boys are gearing up for a joyride---in more ways than one. Gentlemen, start your engines, grab your stick-shifts and get ready for a pud-pounding afternoon adventure with our Young Joyriders.
By a pool at the foot of a rocky cliff, under a white marquee, on a green chaise longue with a red, orange, and yellow towel, Trent Atkins (light brown hair short on the sides longer on top with blond highlights, muscular, reddish tan, dark eyebrows, tattoo on left groin) sucks Josh Peters (close-cut dark hair, pale, average build); Josh sucks Trent; they 69 on the chaise with Trent on top; Josh rims Trent; Josh tops Trent from behind as Trent bends over the chaise with one leg up, then in missionary position on his back.
Outdoors on a sunny day, on a blue cloth on the grass under a tree, Pauly Johns (long platinum blond hair, red crisscross stripe long-sleeved shirt, white overalls) sucks Brett Collins (short dark hair, receding at the temples, muscular, tattoo on right biceps, 5 o’clock shadow, yellow bermudas); Brett tops Pauly from behind on all fours.
"Young Joyriders" is a harmless tale of bored guys who steal a car and the sex that happens around them. The cast is an odd assortment of newcomers and sturdy vets, with the best work coming from the more established players. Not one porn cliché goes unused, from the repairman to the cop, but when something only becomes a cliché when it's a proven useful tradition, and "Young Joyriders" keeps them all staunchly intact.
Buttoned-up brunet Josh Peters and his incredibly platinum oddball friend Pauly Johns are hanging out and decide to steal the car of a Russian immigrant friend. Of course, this friend has left his car, keys in the ignition, motor running, so he basically deserves it. It's "better than dying of boredom" they note, the sound of fiddles fills the soundtrack, the engines rev and Pauly dives up through the sunroof to theatrically splay his arms as they race down the highway.
The joyriders want to invite their friend Jason Sizemore to join them, but he's busy. He has a nice little repair business and even an apprentice, the shaggy thin Jamie Blade. Jason is called to the home of Bastian Gould, a hot little number with a solid body and blond flecks in his hair, to fix his washing machine. That's only a ruse, for when Jason sizes up the washer, he's really looking at Bastian, wearing only a denim shirt and sporting a magnificent rounded ass. Jason is aptly porn-named, for his dick is magnificently massive and Bastian has a grand time sucking it. Jason slaps Bastian's face with it a lot to show just how awesomely huge it is, but Bastian is happier with his lips around it. Jason then rims Bastian, missing completely the hole, but looking good just the same. He makes up for lack of contact by blowing Bastian well. Soon enough, Bastian loses his load and Jason follows. Cunning Jamie was watching the whole thing and is upset that they don't have spunk left for him. Au contraire, porn novice. Jason pulls him over and has him on his knees worshipping his cock in no time. He is joined there by the insatiable Bastian, who finally manages the deep-throat he's been working so hard to achieve. Bastian and Jamie alternate and share Jason's unflappable cock and then Jason rewards his apprentice with a fuck. There isn't much excitement to their work, but Jason is able to get every last inch of his wanker into Jamie's butt, amazingly. Bastian, who is probably one hell of a bottom, watches intently as Jason keeps up a nice enough pace to get Jamie to pop being fucked. Jason creams again all over Jamie's balls and the job is taken care of.
The joyriders find their way to the beach and somewhat unbelievably join a pick-up football game being played by ultra-hunks Brett Collins and Trent Atkins. Trent shows us his talents by doing a series of gymnastic flips into the ocean and then the joyriders divide up their precious finds for some one-on-one work. Josh gets Trent, who does a series of Olympic-style dives into the pool before Josh joins him there. They settle onto dry land and make out. The camera dotes lovingly all over Trent, golden-haired and with a solid packed body. Trent licks down Josh's body until he finds the cock and proceeds to give a rather sexy blowjob, making sure to gaze every so often at the camera with a very sensual pair of eyes. Trent can easily take the whole thing in his throat, but selectively uses that trick in order to keep up momentum in other ways. Josh takes his turn on Trent and then they settle into a comfortable 69 where Trent keeps up his focused pace and Josh chomps on Trent's dick in appreciation. Josh pulls aggressively at Trent's buttcheeks to pry them wide enough apart for him to rim heatedly before fucking the same ass. The beginning of the anal is a bit uncomfortable, but given the sexiness of his partner and a switch to missionary, Josh lights up considerably and finds a way to impress his hunky friend with a fine fuck. The scene goes on a tad too long before Josh pulls out, Trent splatters his load and then Josh ends the scene with a wowser of a cum-shot.
Pauly doesn't have as much luck finding chemistry with tattooed hottie Brett Collins, looking as hale and buff as ever. Pauly goes to kiss him and Brett tells him, "I don't play that, just suck my dick." Undaunted, the scraggly blond goes about sucking Brett's cock with a bizarre hysterical style, but through all the pomp, you can see that the kid has talent. He's able to seamlessly deep-throat a nice cock and act the hell out of it at the same time. Brett seems rather unimpressed, however, so Pauly strips down and Brett flattens him on the ground to fuck him. No niceties, just a grab-and-run fuck. Of course, Brett is a fine solid top, and he's lucky to have an open, if somewhat fey, bottom working with him. If they often seem to be working in completely different videos, Brett conquers the scene with some spirit, particularly well-shown in the long shots. Brett eventually cums on Pauly's butt and then disappears when it's Pauly's time to dot himself with an impressive amount of cum.
This so far pleasant if tame video kicks into full throttle with a very exciting final scene, bolstered by the star wattage of the delicious Cameron Fox. Cameron plays an officer of the law to whom Sven Krivell turns to deal with his stolen car. Somehow, Sven winds up arrested, and quickly realizes that it's because Cameron took a shine to him. Cameron whips out his dick, the most sizable delicious one on display in this video and there is no way for Sven, a gorgeous black-haired Eastern European, to take it all. So, instead, he parks both of his hands on the cock, moves them all around the base and sucks the head. It's delicious. The sucking noises are thankfully left in, helping to drown out the busy musical score. There is one pun forgotten in this scenario -- no one says anything equating a dick to a nightstick -- so I'll do it. Damn, Cameron's dick is so straight and so hard, it's like a police nightstick! Cameron slowly takes off his clothing, inch by teasing inch, to reveal his forever perfect body, and after some making out, he takes a spin on Sven's dick. This is another glorious piece, an uncut wonder with an unimaginable thickness. It takes only a minute before Cameron has it completely mastered, stretching ... stretching ... stretching to deep-throat it all. I truly didn't see that coming at all, and it's a real pleasure. Cameron is every bit the sex monster, tossing off a blowjob to the porn star hilt. He follows this with a sumptuous wet rim, topped only by the one Sven gives him. Sven very eagerly licks his way back into activity on Cameron's ass, his tongue wagging voraciously there. Finally, Cameron sinks his cock into Sven, turns to the camera so it can catch it and fucks him gingerly for the rest of the video. Cameron uses a pleasing bouncy motion for his missionary-fuck, squeezing pretty deep into Sven's initially tight butt. However, once opened, these boys have a hooting fun time, with Cameron doing his level best and Sven an ever-willing partner. Cameron wisely eschews flash for a good old-fashioned fuck, and it works wonderfully. Sven has some good gooey splooge and then Cameron retorts with a generous load shot at Sven's big chest.
The plot that leads to the title of "Young Joyriders" doesn't have much to do and the boys stars only get one scene apiece, but the video is a cute little ode to porn convention. Poolside sex? Check. Cops? Check. Buff boys on the beach? Check. Reinvention of the wheel? Definitely not, but an agreeable soft-pedaled wheel? Definitely.
The DVD version also includes a slide-show gallery (hardcore stills) a cum-shot chapter and easy-to-navigate menus. The DVD also includes a very thorough chapters index, with scenes broken down by oral, anal and cum-shot sections.
A VHS + DVD Review by Brent Blu
Heartland Studios has a created a style capitalizing on the All-American boy, with the emphasis on the boy part. Young Joyriders assembles a mixed bag cast made up of youthful performers, some of whom are familiar (Fox, Atkins, Sizemore) and some of whom are brand spankin' new.
The movie has a plot right out of homo-Mayberry RFD. It is too bad that writer - producer - director Young spends so much time establishing the plot and the setting. The real drama here lies in the chemistry between the performers. (Some viewers may like story to justify the sex - here it just seems to get in the way and to slow down the momentum.) So forget the plot, forget the really, really bad line readings, forget the dueling banjo music and forget some of the most pronounced lisps this side of a second grade class at a school for the hearing impaired. Concentrate on the performers who make your cock hard and what they do with one another.
The first sex scene features gigantor cocked Jason Sizemore and bleach-streaked Bastian Gould. It seems that Sizemore is there to do some repair work (he is wearing a repairman's jumpsuit) and finds Gould wearing no pants and bending provocatively over the washing machine. Before you can say Maytag, Gould has dropped to his knees and is feasting on Sizemore's ever-growing appendage. Gould proves himself to be a talented cocksucker while Sizemore proves himself to be less wooden than usual. Sizemore is a performer who should really impress his audience. Normally, he falls a bit short, lacking enthusiasm. Here he shines more than he has in other videos. That isn't to say that he is causing any eclipses, but he does stay rock hard and manages to at least seem interested in the sex.
As Gould continues to be fed, Jamie Blade (who is supposed to be Sizemore's apprentice and was told to wait in the truck) spies on the couple. After stretching Gould's mouth with his extra-wide cock, Sizemore lifts him onto the washing machine and rims him out a bit and sucks on his very average-sized cock. Blade shoots an average-sized load and then Sizemore explodes all over his new pal. They begin to passionately make out (Sizemore should kiss/make out in all of his appearances!) when Blade finally reveals himself. After some terribly delivered lines, Blade is on his knees, sucking Sizemore's veined monument. Gould and Blade go back and forth on that pole for a while before the fucking begins. This is where the scene, unfortunately, loses steam. Young would have been wise to either have had Gould exit the scene at this time or take a more active role in the encounter. Instead, Gould sits by lamely stroking his cock and offering a few distracting comments as Sizemore throws Blade a good fuck. Blade does a good job of accepting Sizemore's hefty endowment in his pucker, staying hard throughout the fuck. Sizemore shoots all over Blade's balls once the bottom has milked a thick, creamy load out of his own piece. The three kiss a bit as the scene fades to black.
After some frolicking in the surf and throwing a football around, Josh Peters, Pauly Johns, Trent Atkins and Brett Collins break off into pairs. Peters is quite a find. He definitely possesses that boy-next-door quality. Tall and apple cheeked, with short brown hair, juicy red lips and a delightfully smooth body, Peters looks great with Atkins, a petite blond gymnast. They retire to a swimming pool. After a quick dip, they kiss a bit before Atkins begins to suck Peters' boy-cock. All though they don't have enough electricity to generate lightning, these two boys definitely have a genuinely sweet quality that endears them to us as they lovingly sample one another. They take their time with one another, but eventually Peters fucks Atkins. Once they've both blown thick, gooey loads all over Atkins' smooth torso, they kiss some more as the scene ends.
Johns, who can only be described as looking like some sort of a puppet whose strings have been cut, tries to kiss Collins. Collins quickly tells him, "I don't play that. Now suck my dick!" Not needing to be told twice, Johns lowers his overbleached mophead and begins to suck on the (slightly) older Collins' cock. This scene is has a bit more grit than the others, but that makes sense.
The finale is the best scene, the one that director Young has been making us wait for. It features cop Cameron Fox in a jail cell with foreign cutie Sven Krivell. Even if you've seen Fox in a multitude of other videos, he will still appear fresh and new here. His youthful looks belie his role as the grownup police officer here, but that just feeds the fantasy. (If only he didn't speak, delivering his tough guy lines like a drag queen demanding another apple tartini.) Krivell is devilishly cute, with dark hair and a gap between his front teeth. He plays the compliant bottom, although their encounter is fraught with passionate kissing and frottage. You will watch this scene over and over again, even if you do fast-forward through the dialogue.
The final credits include a few cute outtakes and mini-interviews with the performers in which Sizemore credits his father for his big cock and Gould assures us that he has taken bigger than Sizemore in the past, etc. etc.
- Scott Templeton