Matt could, Sang couldn't

"Two minutes," Tanya announced. "Betty, put your mask on. We're not doing any shows where we can be identified."

"'Cause you'll go to jail for child porn?"

"Of course not. Nobody on this show is under eighteen. It's just that we don't want to be identified and if any of us is identified, it won't be hard to identify the rest."

"Yeah, whatever."

She was still on her power trip, Matt realized. He was tempted to lay into her, but he didn't want to mess with the fantasy. Instead he grabbed her by the shoulder. "Betty, you're about to get what you've always dreamed of. Don't blow it by playing games."

"Got it, Matt."

"Aaa--nd Action." Tanya had found a clapperboard somewhere and clapped it.

"If you want this pussy," Betty said, "you're going to have to earn it."

Matt slowly pulled down his jeans, then his boxers. His dick jutted out. No big surprise. He was about to fuck a hot chick... in a threesome, no less. Although it was a MM-F threesome rather than the FF-M threesome he fantasized about.

Still, he truly believed Betty could handle two guys and be ready for more.

"Do you think this will earn it?" he asked.

"Shit, Archie. Nobody told me you carried a deadly weapon. Look at the meat on that man, baby."

Sang nodded. He hadn't, Matt noticed, pulled down his own pants.

"Hey man, what's going on?"

"I... I have a problem."

Oh, shit.

"Okay, can we get a little fluffing here?" Betty demanded.

"Yeah, no. Not part of my contract," Tanya looked at Matt and shook her head.

"Come on, baby. You know this is important to me."

"Why do you think I'm having this problem."

"Because you got drunk?"

"Come on," Matt said. "Let's not get carried away. I'm sure he'll be ready in no time."

"That makes one of us," Betty said.

Wow, this looked like it was going straight to hell.

"Baby," Sang complained. "You know I can always get it up."

"I know, babe. That's why I'm so pissed at you."

"Maybe you could do a little strip-tease or something," Matt suggested. "You know, show all of us a little of what we're looking forward to."

"I don't know. What do the fans think?" Betty demanded. "Do they want to see this hot ass?"

"I'm pretty sure they do," Matt said before Tanya could answer. He didn't have a handle on the demographics of his viewership but he'd watched enough porn to know that the whole ebony thing was popular... even, maybe especially, in the most racist communities.

"Well, if that's what the fans want, that's what they get. Right, babe?"

Sang looked pathetically gratefully at Matt. "I always want to see that ass, baby."