AJ Sloan Rounds Up Serial Splooger Myott Hunter for Young Perps

Young Twink Deposits His DNA All Over the Mall!

To whoever does the scene write-ups for Young Perps, I beseech thee to actually watch enough of them to know what they’re about and what happens during them. The write-up that accompanies “Get on Your Knees, Liar!” is intriguing and sounds hot, but it’s not the scene that someone lovingly invested at least 41 minutes of their life into shooting.

We’re promised a shoplifter scene, which makes sense since it’s kinda the site’s most prized plot. But what we get is more exotic. It feels strange to use “exotic” in reference to a scene featuring Myott Hunter, given what a pale-ass white boy he is, but he’s got a certain public sex penchant that you just have to call something, and exotic seems about as non-judgmental as I can think of.

According to mall security dude AJ Sloan, the kid has been all over the place splooging wherever he can find a place for his spunk to land, especially mirrors in clothing shops. He hit the food court, too, so double check that sour cream, kids.

Naturally, the perp claims complete innocence. He was just trying on some clothes in a shop dressing room! He’s the victim here, not the cleaning crew that’s stuck dealing with his biological waste.

AJ is unmoved and berates him for any number of reasons, the most important of which is that it gives him sadistic pleasure. As we learn in time, it also gives him an erection. Before he does anything with it, he makes sure Myott is good and uncomfortable on an emotional level. This is easily accomplished by aggressively groping the boy’s body, especially his crotch. All in search of something he might have stolen. AJ finds nothing, but Myott perfects his helpless whimper.

During the traditional checking of the ID, Myott makes a pointless call to his indifferent mother. Given his alleged sins, it’s hard not to sympathize with her when she remains unmoved by his pleas of, “I don’t feel safe.” If he wasn’t feeling safe before calling mom he sure doesn’t feel any safer once he’s off the phone. When AJ returns, the groping begins anew and Myott begs for an alternative to having this on his record. Given its intimate nature and the fact he’d probably have to register as a sex offender, I can dig his interest in finding another way to resolve things.

“Actually,” AJ responds, “as a matter of fact, you can suck my fuckin’ dick.” It’s that or see it go on his record after a call to mom. “I’m sorry, son,” he sympathizes. “It’s the only way.”

It doesn’t take long to see that Myott isn’t entirely upset about what’s happening, although it’s probably not happening under ideal circumstances. “I think you like this,” AJ accuses, his dick deep in the kid’s mouth. “You do! You fuckin’ little pervert!” Given how enthusiastic Myott is about coughing and sputtering while having his face fucked, chances are good that AJ’s instincts are spot on.

Then it’s time for Myott to put out or get ready to be locked up. The mall cop has him kneel on one of the office’s chairs so his ass is accessible once his shorts are off. This is where we start seriously considering the possibility that Myott is not quite as much the pressured bad boy as he is just a horny bad boy. AJ spits between the young man’s butt cheeks and begins to dine upon the delicate bud that hides so shyly between them. “Such a nice fuckin’ hole,” AJ observes, extending what I assume is a compliment on his planet.

Soon it’s not just the soft warmth of AJ’s tongue and lips against Myott’s nice fuckin’ hole. AJ’s fingers probe the tender tunnel starting with one and then progressing to two fingers in an effort to prepare the boy for his inevitable butt fucking. “You’re doin’ great,” the Latino authority figure encourages before telling the youth to get off the chair so he can sit on it. Myott can find another seat. His cock, for instance. In cowboy. “I hope you’re learning your lesson,”

If the lesson is how to moan and gasp loudly in pleasure, then Myott is in graduate school-level classes. During doggy, AJ notices how well the boy responds to having his ass cheeks reddened with a hand slap. “You like being punished, don’t you,” he proposes and is met with agreement. He also enjoys indulging in the joys known only to those with a prostate and a cock rubbing against it. He fucks AJ’s cock with his ass, earning some sexy praise that reinforces the fact that both of these guys are approaching their happy place.

I don’t think it’s the top of a nearby wooden cabinet, but that’s where the two of them wind up for a bout of missionary and Myott proclaims love for the arresting officer’s dick. He gets to enjoy that dick in an assortment of positions, along with some enviable kissing and energetic whacking. The whacking appears to have had an effect because there’s a white pool on AJ’s abdomen, but if it came from Myott, it isn’t alone.

There’s no question about when AJ pops his load because he gets incredibly loud and incredibly sexy. He also gets a lot of loft and distance because Myott doesn’t have to move his face very close before it catches some of the fountains of ejaculate that jet out of the tip of his cock. Then Myott gives us another cumshot worth taking a moment to acknowledge.

Like so many Young Perps, Myott is full of cum just waiting for an excuse to feel the wind on its semen. In no time, he shoots big streams of white liquid out of his dick like an arachnid superhero shooting webs out of an awkward place. It’s all good, though, because he’s off the hook, invited back for more sex, and told to get the fuck out of the office. Oh, and tell mom hi.

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