The generic title is all this poor Fred Lincoln feature deserves. I've added it to IMDb some 30 years late, strictly for the record.
T. T. Boy does a poor job portraying a guy who can't help himself -in need of sex. Movie opens with him humping Teri Diver, and caught in the act by his wife K. C. Williams. She throws him out of the house.
Typical of how lame this show is, later on K. C. and Teri have lesbian sex in the bathroom, no indication given why she would want to make love with a woman who humped her husband.
Boy goes to a therapist, Rachel Ryan, to help him with his sex addiction, and while she seems to be a normal shrink it turns out that she feeds him a potion (with dry ice effect visually) to cure him by magic spell.
For extraneous sex content, T. T. Boy consults his little black book and calls Victoria (Gale Force, unrecognizable with dark brown hair), who invites him for a threesome booty call including her roommate Shawnee Cates.
It's a phony, stupid sex movie, pointlessly reissued on DVD as one of Caballero's supposed "classics". It ain't.
