Title: Jack's Playground Volume 1 Studio: Digital Playground Director: Jack Cast: Jack, Celeste, Dani, Katya, Penny, Justine, Eric, Mo, Cousin Tyce, J.J., Loni Genres:: Reality Sex, Anal, ATM, Blowjobs, Comedy, Masturbation Condoms: No Reviewer: SexHerald Staff

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Jack is a mischievous sort. When not coercing exotic strangers into “auditioning” for his “music videos,” he’s busy annoying his ex-girlfriend into submission so that he can enjoy one final wank while she sits by, impatiently topless. Enter Jack’s Playground, Volume 1, dubbed as “the first unrated, uncensored reality series.” Which is really just code for girls feigning naivety and confusion, and then naturally fucking strange men with cameras (and their friends!), with a few bizarre twists and effects thrown in that, while they don’t elevate the onscreen action above staid, they certainly do lend an ambitious aspect to the film.

First up to “audition” is Dani, a cute redhead. She’s just dying to get into music videos, and heard that Jack is just the man through which she’ll reach the MTV promised land. As Jack is about to show her the nuances of the casting couch, his doorbell rings, and we meet Eric the Cock Blocker, a self-described “porno guy” who’s stopped by to visit. His dance club charm and skinflick pedigree are enough to win over Dani’s lust, and though Jack’s been thwarted, he decides that his friend fucking this gullible stranger on camera is better than no one fucking her. Amid the sex is an intrusive phone call from Jack’s dad, who turns out to be a foul-mouthed cut out of Benjamin Franklin’s head, wondering if Jack ended up getting the girl. Jack confirms this, politely excuses himself, and we’re treated to Eric’s creamy facial treatment of Dani.

The film’s curious side rears its head once more with the first of several “Plastic Piece Theater Presents...” interludes, featuring the blowup doll team of Dick and Jane, complete with life-sized dildo and molded plastic vagina/anus, respectively. Jane arrives in Hollywood, and will do anything to get into showbiz: “Whatever it takes to be a star!” a falsetto voice wails. And she proves just that, offering up the services of her three orifices to Dick, if he promises to break her into the business.

Jack awakens hungover the next morning, in bed with Loni, a cute Asian girl, who he just can’t seem to remember from the previous evening. As Loni contentedly recaps their night spent together, Jack suggests that she demonstrate to refresh his memory. As Jack is poised to dock his penis in Loni’s oral harbor, who should come a’knocking but our old friend Eric the Cock Blocker. Eric discovers the tryst, and true to his name, usurps young Loni’s eager loins, capped off by Loni’s cry of “Not in my eye!”

It’s onto Madame Celeste’s place, where the good Madame has another prospective actress lined up for Jack to audition. Justine is a bit apprehensive when Jack invites her to masturbate on film, citing the old casting couch rule, but the lure of music video fame is too much to withstand. Justine produces a shivering orgasm, and surely a place in our hearts.

We return to Jack’s house for the final few scenes, as his friend Penny shows up to retrieve some luggage, and confides in Jack her lamentations over her cheating boyfriend, J.J. Jack offers to film Penny masturbating, in order to present J.J. with a final farewell, to show him just what he’ll be missing while in the arms of another woman. So turned on by her own diddling fingers is Penny, that she demands Jack turn off his trusty camera, and finish her off. Jack complies, however much to the chagrin of an angry, platinum blonde, tattooed, surfer-boy J.J., who later on announces that he and Jack need to have a few words. Jack worms his way out of this adulterous mess, no doubt fearing a sound beating at the hands of muscle-bound J.J., by agreeing to film J.J. and his new girlfriend getting down, as a final “fuck you, too” to Penny.

Finally, Jack is waiting patiently in his SUV for his ex-girlfriend, the large-chested Mo, who needs to borrow a few dollars Having met Mo previously, in a scene of very little consequence to the film, we’re aware that she bears a marked bitterness towards Jack. However, against all odds, Jack uses his weasely charm to convince Mo to sit by topless, rubbing and gyrating, yelling at Jack to “hurry the fuck up!” while he jerks off in one final salute to Mo’s cattiness.

Jack’s Playground is surely to be a hit, with its goofy, effusive humor, and hot, willing girls. It only remains to be seen whether or not he can pull the sex and bizarre digressions and jumpy cuts together into more of a cohesive, fluid film. While the premise of an unsuspecting girl convinced to fuck on film may be a tired one, Jack has set himself apart with his experimentation in outlandish asides and playfulness, and his ambitious debut may well expand Jack’s Playground into Jack’s own Magic Kingdom.