T.T. Boy hits the streets of urban American looking for love in all the proverbial wrong places, especially the low-slung black ghetto areas of greater metropolitan Los Angeles. Cruising neighborhoods most Angelenos don't mention in polite conversation, Boy wheels his convertible BMW through the all-id realm of middle-class imagination, seeking out black prostitutes with whom to perform a laundry list of deliciously decadent deeds.

The sex alone doesn't account for the considerable potency of the overall eroticism here, though; indeed, on a purely sexual level, many other videos on the market can match these volumes; bare-bones coital ferocity, admirable as it may be. What Boy his posse are really selling here is a trip into the most forbidden corners of the American social and sexual consciousness: a journey to war-zone neighborhoods and the sleazy, disease-dangerous and deliriously erotic adventure. There is an intoxicating peril that permeates the production, staged though the pick-up scenes may actually be, as Boy interacts with various inner-city types from the driver's seat of his Beemer.

Sexually, the scenes are all pretty similar, with Boy or one of his friend picking up a surly black hooker and pounding her for all she's worth in a hotel room someplace. In both volumes, Boy turns in his familiar single-minded pussy-plundering, and most of the girls respond. Vol. 13's opener with Cherry is damn hot, as is the closer with the gorgeous Passion.

Vol. 14 sees the return of Passion, who masturbates while her friend Treasure has her sweet form —highlighted by a set of big ol' very-real titties— jackhammered by Boy. Also of note is Boy's work with a gorgeous high-yella Atlanta streetwalker whose name remains a mystery.