Young Joyriders Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  8/28/2002

What’s there to do in a small town in the middle of nowhere? That’s the problem that faces the two bored twinks we meet at the beginning of Young Joyriders. So, when they spy an abandoned car with its motor running belonging to the rich kid, Boris, the temptation to go for a joyride is impossible to resist. Josh Peters, one of the joyriders, is an average, nice-looking twink, while the other, Pauly Johns, is a fluffy-haired bleached blond with penciled eyebrows that I wasn’t sure was male (probably a sweet kid, but much too effeminate for me). He resembles a young Marlene Dietrich.

Discovering there is a cell phone in the car, they dial up a buddy, Bastian Gould, to see if he wants to come along, but Bastian has other plans. These plans include a young washing machine repairman, Jason Sizemore. We know Bastian has other plans, because he is wearing neither pants nor underwear as he is talking on the phone. The repairman is no dunce either and knows just what tool is needed for this job. He’s got the right one, and it’s a big one. It’s so big that Bastian can scarcely get his mouth around it. But he’s a game lad. (He tells us in a brief interview at the end “I’ve had one bigger than Jason’s!”) The young repairman is not averse to using Bastian’s tool a bit, too. The repairman’s cute, barely legal assistant, Jamie Blade, had been told to wait in the car, but he didn’t. After all how is a guy to learn if he doesn’t observe how a job is done, right? Bastian cums, and Jason shoots a monster load a few seconds later. The assistant now makes his presence known and now he and Bastian both go to work on the repairman’s tool. After all, it’s big enough for both of them. This kid is HUNG. (“More size” is an appropriate name for this guy. When asked at the end if he inherited his huge prick from his father or mother, he replied, “My father, I guess. I don’t think my mother has one.”)

Bravely Jamie asks to be fucked. Amazingly this little shaggy haired redhead is able to take it all. “I’ve never had a cock this big,” he says. We believe him. As he is taking all of that huge tool, he stays hard throughout and cums while being fucked. Jason manages to cum again, too. Ah, youth!

Our two joyriders now decide to ditch the car at the beach. They spy two guys tossing a football and decide to join them. Poor Pauly can’t catch. When the beach boys, Brett Collins and Trent Atkins, go for a dip in the ocean, our two joyriders agree to divide and conquer. Pauly goes off with Brett, the elder of the two, while Josh gets Trent, a very handsome young gymnast. He and Trent go up the hill to a house and pool. They swim together and then move to a lounge chair in order to do other things together. The sex is very romantic and exceedingly well-photographed. Trent is fucked in a variety of positions and both shoot fair loads.

The scene with Pauly and the mature Brett is a disappointment. In fact it’s the film’s weakest scene. After spreading a blanket on the grass Pauly is ordered to suck cock. This he does much too frantically. He’s very bad at it. It’s one of those dry sucks. You know, the kind where the lips are curled over the teeth and not over the cock. And it’s done in such a frenzy that I begin to worry about Brett losing more foreskin. When Pauly finally strips out of those baggy clothes that made him appear shapeless and clownish, we are given only the briefest frontal glimpse. That‘s a pity because I think he has a sweet androgynous physique. He has a female’s pear-shaped ass and Brett wastes no time in fucking it. Brett cums on Pauly’s butt. A stunt dick is used for Pauly’s jackoff and cum. It’s a very mediocre scene and thankfully rather brief. It’s hard to believe this scene was directed by the same guy who directed the other two sex scenes. Maybe this was the first one filmed. Certainly the actors were not attracted to one another. Whatever the reason, or reasons, this scene is not up to the standard set by the other scenes.

Policeman Cameron Fox has located the rich kid’s car. But Boris, the rich kid, played by Sven Krivell, is rather uppity and pulls a Zsa Zsa, so he’s arrested. Of course when he’s taken to a cell he’s shown Cameron’s big billy club. Sven goes down on Cameron. Then Cameron does a good job on Sven’s uncut pride, and also gives him a good rimming. Sven returns the favor. (I can’t tell if Sven Krivell and Sven Corvette is the same actor. There seems to be more similarity than just the first name.) Cameron then gives Sven a good plowing. Having his car stolen seems to have been a lucky thing for Boris. “Tomorrow I’m gonna buy a Mercedes and I’m gonna have that stolen, too,” he says as the young cop’s big dick thrusts into him.

The actors are all identified at the conclusion of the film. It’s so great to be able to tell who’s who especially with four first-timers in the cast. The extras not only give the option of choosing a scene, but the added options of just viewing a scene’s oral action, or its anal action, or just the cum shot.

This is the first film for Heartland Studios and it’s writer/director, Kyle Young. It’s a fine beginning and they are certainly a welcome addition for all twink lovers.
As for me, I’m certainly glad I went along for this joyride.