The Real Deal - Sex Stories

The Real Deal

... garbage the camera cut to an upward shot of Mike's point of view- Janice stepping up beside Jamal to grab and stroke his cock again. With Jamal and Jan both looking down into the camera, they enjoyed saying their lines to it, and to Mike. "Look honey you need to face the facts, black men are just better than whites." She cooed, leaning into Jamal- his cock drooling above the camera. "You gonna behave?" Jamal asked as the Camera cut back to Mike. "Fuck you!" He yelled again, spitting toward where Jamal would have been standing, had he not been behind Janice. With the fake attempt to spit on Jamal finished, they prepared for Mike's 'revised' abuse scene. "So remember, you can actually hit me- just not too hard okay?" Jamal nodded and moved back into place, as Mike settled in the trash. "Okay boys, 3-2-1- Action!" Janice squeaked as she zoomed in on the two men. Taking his boot off Mike's chest, Jamal reached down and grabbed him by the throat. "Big mistake white boy!" Jamal roared before cocking his fist back and sending it flying at Mike's face. Wincing before the blow, Jamal followed his orders and slowed down just as contact was made. The light tap on his cheek followed by Mike's acting of being hit was ghastly, completely unrealistic and phony. A few more fake punches and Mike pretended to go unconscious. Once the camera was stopped, they reviewed the scene and openly laughed about how poor it looked. "Shit." Mike cursed. His desire for a good, erotic porno begged him for ...

... a better scene. He knew the better it looked, the more attention their website would get, and ultimately the more money they would make. "Fuck." Mike cursed again, before leaving the camera and stepping to the laptop. Janice enjoyed pulling on the black teen's ball sack as they waited for whatever it was Mike was doing. Clicking away on the keyboard, Michael was instructing his friend that they would be doing a re shoot of the last scene. Only this time, Mike would actually let Jamal hit him. They bickered back and forth for a few minutes, discussing the safety of it, but finally agreed that it would be okay. "Okay, man change of plans." Mike said, stepping back to them. "We're gonna do it again, but this time I want you to uh- actually hit me." Their eyebrows shot up in surprise as he delivered the idea. "Honey are you sure, it didn't look that bad before." She said, her hand never leaving Jamal's cock. "Just don't give it all you've got okay? I don't want to lose teeth, but I want it to look real." Jamal was surprised, but quickly agreed with a large smile on his face. "But he's suppose to knock you out in the scene." She said following him over to the trash as he laid down in it. "I'll just pretend again- as long as he really hits me it'll look good, just don't kill me okay?" Mike laughed, pulling some of the trash back over himself. It was unnecessary, but before getting back into place Jamal gave Jan another french kiss. "Okay we're rolling, anytime you two are ready." ...