Chapter 1
The Movie Scene
Plural sex can be enjoyed as a pleasure, as a way of life; or it can be utilized and exploited as means to an end. Many examples of this latter situation occur in show business and motion pictures. A young actor who opportunistically takes the casting couch route, sometimes willingly finds himself a part of an off-screen sex extravaganza. Consider the case of Frank G.
Frank's story sounds like something out of Hollywood, which it is. He is twenty-eight, tall, muscular, with swarthy Latin looks despite the fact that he is Greek and Armenian. Although many men might call him the "Lounge lizard" type, it is obvious that women go for his darkly handsome features, and-a lot of men do also.
Frank is a hairdresser, and a good one. But hair styling started out to be just a sideline, for Frank came to Hollywood from New York City to become an actor. He has had a few minor parts with local "Little theater" groups, and a few bit parts in films and TV. His story 'tells us a little about what many people believe is the ultimate in group sex brawls-a Hollywood sex orgy.
"I went the usual route when I came to Hollywood. I grabbed a job as a hairdresser, but I only worked nights. There are a lot of shops in L.A. that stay open to midnight, so I had no trouble there. I'm a good hairdresser. I guess I could even make it with a shop of my own. But I didn't really want that. I wanted to be an actor.
"I didn't have an agent, so I started making the rounds. I got the message the first day, at the first casting office. The girl at the desk took my name and the couple of Broadway credits I had, then she told me that Mr. L. would probably want to see me. I was all excited, of course, thinking I'd stumbled onto a lucky break and would walk into a ready-made part. How dumb can you be?
"This guy was a real swisher, and he didn't waste any time. He shut the door to his office and just stood there, looking me up and down, like a guy usually looks at a chick with a real good shape.
" 'I think I just might have something for you, Frank,' he says, and then he almost floored me with, "Take all your clothes off!' I was still dumb, thinking maybe he had a part in some jungle movie, or the part of a boxer-you know, something where the muscles counted. So I stripped off my shirt and pants and stood there in my shorts.
" 'Coy, huh V he said, walking over and rubbing his hand over my prick. Well, I'd been had a couple of times by men, but I didn't go the route myself. I like women. Still, if that was the way you made it in Hollywood, that was the way I'd go. So I played dumb-let him think he had a real dumb cherry. He peeled off my shorts and stood there looking at my cock, almost drooling. When he began to stroke it, I admit I got a good hard on. He just dropped down to his knees and went to work-and, man, he knew how to suck a cock! Inside a couple of seconds, I had locked my hands in his hair and was guiding his mouth over my cock. He took it in so deep I thought he'd choke, but he had a look of heavenly bliss on his face, and when I came in his mouth, he just swallowed it like it was vintage wine, and kept on going.
"After that, he stripped and went to the couch and laid down with his legs spread. He played with his cock a little, motioning me over. I walked over and he reached under the couch and got some vaseline and rubbed it all over my cock. I knew what he wanted, and I was a little leery. I'd never fucked a man in the ass, and I wasn't sure I wanted to. But he pulled me down on top of him and be began to kiss me, sticking his tongue deep into my mouth, while he played with my cock and balls, and in a minute or so, I had another good stiff hard on.
"He spread his legs farther apart, all the while kissing me like mad, and he guided my rod into his ass-hole. I almost blew my cork! He was as tight and soft as a twelve-year-old girl would have been. He maneuvered my cock and played with my balls, and I swear to God that, when I came, I had never enjoyed a fuck more in my life. The funny part was, I think he came too. But I had been playing with his prick all the time I was ass-fucking, and it may have been just the mild masturbating I was doing.
"I just left my cock in and began pumping some more, and I came a second time. Meantime, he's kissing me and making over me like I was a woman, whispering about how sweet and wonderful I fucked him, and all that. Funny thing, but I forgot all about why I'd come to see him-he was that good.
"Afterward, he tells me that he doesn't have anything right then, but to have my agent keep in touch with him. I told him I didn't have an agent, and he seemed surprised. 'Well, I know a good one. I'll give him a call. I'm sure he'll take you on.' I guess I knew by the way he said it that the agent must be gay, too. I felt like I'd been used, but, at least, I'd had my first male fuckand it wasn't bad at all. And, I might have gotten myself an agent! Maybe if all the gay boys did business with each other, that would be my in.
"Manny, the agent, was a real swinger. He went both ways, everybody knew it, and he had more doors open to him than anyone I'd ever heard of. For some reason, he didn't go for me sexually. But the first time I met him, he looked me over like a guy picking out a fashion model. Then he nodded and said, 'Yeah, he'll really go for you, Frank.' He told me he had a party lined up for me that night, at the home of one of the big male stars, and that I was to go and have a good time and 'play ball.'
"I thought it would be a sex bash-and it was, but not like I thought. When I arrived at eight, there were about twelve people there-all men. I almost fell over when I saw who the man was that greeted me when I walked into the den. He's one of the biggest-and I mean biggest-stars in the business. I'd heard rumors that he was gay, but I'd heard that about everyone except Humphrey Bogart and Errol Flynn, so I had always taken it with a grain of salt. But this guy made no bones about it. And when he introduced me around, I found that there were six or seven other fairly well-known movie people in the group-guys you'd recognize in a minute.
"The star, who was the host, latched onto me like I was his date, bringing me drinks, and lighting my cigarette, and so on. He made it pretty obvious that I was 'off limits' to the rest, and they left me pretty much alone. After about an hour of drinking, my star escort got up, raised his glass and said, 'Let's get with it, men!' He began to strip! About then, I figured my agent hadn't told me the whole story, but I was in pretty big company so I decided to play it their way.
"I began to take off my clothes, and I could tell by the smile I got from Mr. Big, that I was doing what they expected of me.
"Once I'd stripped, it seemed to set off the whole damned bunch! My big-time buddy was first, and then everyone took off his clothes-even the damned bartender and a waiter who'd been serving drinks. After that, it was every man for himself-right there in that room!
"I'd heard of daisy chains and all that jazz, but you'd never believe all the ways a bunch of guys can have sex. The star came over and began sucking my cock, and I thought sure I had it made, but two other guys came over and, while he's sucking me off, he is jerking them off too-talk about ambidextrous! And if that wasn't busy-busy enough, another guy comes over-an old bald-headed coot-and he straddles the star, who is on his hands and knees, and he proceeds to shove his dinky cock up the actor's ass-hole!
"It wasn't a question of who came first, but who could come the oftenest, the most ways! The thing got sticky-I mean a guy didn't know who was sucking his cock, or who had his cock up his ass, or whose prick he had in his mouth.
"I watched a dandy. One guy had a piece of liver-I don't know where in hell it came from, but, so help me, he's got a hunk of liver and while he's going down on one guy, he is holding the slimy meat together, around the cock of the guy he is next to on the floor. This guy is being corn-holed by another guy, while he is sucking a guy's prick, and the guy with the meat folded it into a sort of a wet, slippery sack-like a cunt.
"But I'm almost too busy to notice what the others are up to, what with me taking my turn in the barrel. When the star finishes with me on the suck job, he concentrates on the two guys he's jerking off, and he finishes both of them off with his mouth, swallowing their jism like it was nectar.
"While all this is happening, the old buzzard has got his rocks off in the star's ass-hole, and he is going down on the star, like he was afraid the guy would get away.
"After the Big Man gets a good hard on, he shoves the bid guy away and he comes back to me. He puts me on his lap, straddling him, and with one hand he guides his cock up my ass-hole, while with the other he is playing with my cock. All the while, he's digging his tongue deep into my mouth until I'm almost gagging! You know something funny? All I could think of was, 'What would people say if they could see me, a nobody, being kissed and ass-fucked by one of the biggest stars in the business?'
"The wild sex thing was going on all over the room and even in a sort of a bar and den that adjoined it. I was fucked and sucked so many times I lost count. I guess I must have sucked four guys off, and corn-holed a couple-counting the star-until I couldn't get my cock up at all any more. About midnight, everybody was the same way, and a lot of them who had been drinking steadily, were passed out. The star had disappeared around eleven o'clock without even saying goodnight.
"I went home, and next morning I found a hundred dollar bill in my coat pocket, with a card that had only a telephone number on it. I called my agent and asked him what I should do and he said to call the number and see what the story was.
"It turned out that the card was from the old guy, and he was a director. He wanted me to come to an affair at his place the following Saturday night. I accepted, but first I went to see my agent. After all, sex was sex, but I wondered when somebody was going to mention an acting part for me.
"He told me not to worry, the sex would pay off with an acting job. The thing Saturday night was the same, but with a new twist. It was held around a real elegant pool, and everybody there was naked. We drank, swam, horsed around, and then the sex started. They were on the lawn, on the chaise lounges that were all around the place, in the pool-and two guys even fucked each other on the diving board!
"I got a small part in a Western movie from the director who threw the party. Then I didn't get anything in the acting line for over three months. Meantime, I was invited to at least a dozen of these group sex things. Finally, I told my agent that I didn't want any more gang bangs. I was getting fed up with the homosexual bit. I never did go for it because I preferred it; just to open some doors-and they weren't opening.
"He called me for a couple more of them, but I turned him down. I was having a hot affair with a dame who was about forty-one of my hair-dressing customers-and she was getting pretty impatient to take a trip to Mexico. She had money, and she kept giving me these expensive gifts-watches, rings, cigarette lighters and even money
-after we would make it at her place or mine. She was always talking about setting me up in a real flashy beauty shop in Beverly Hills, and I was listening-although I still wanted to act.
"I finally got a part in a play that was to star a well-known sexpot. She's dead, now, so I can tell it like it was. After the play was cast, she invited everyone over to her house to get acquainted and talk about the script.
"When we were all there and the drinks were going around, I discovered that it was really a sex orgy. The sexpot star started it by going over to the leading man and unzipping his pants. She was making jokes about 'not being selfish about it, but sharing it with all the others.' She got his cock out-and it was a big one-and she played with it some, then she got down on her knees in front of him and began to blow him! She kept moaning and wiggling while he was reaching a climax, and when he came, she just moaned some more and swallowed it. Then she jumped up and laughed and hollered, 'All right, we're open for business!'
"She came over to me and began to strip my clothes off. She was really something (you've probably seen her nude in a couple of movies) with 40-inch breasts, luscious wide hips and beautiful legs. By the time we were undressed, I didn't care if there were twenty persons watching. When she told me she liked to sixty-nine, we went at it. And did she ever like it!
"When I lowered my mouth to that golden-haired slit, and ran my tongue around the lips, then sneaked it inside to massage that hard little knob, she went crazy. She nibbled and sucked my cock; running her tongue all around the head, then licking it up and down like a lollipop, and finally plunging it deep into her mouth and sucking and massaging it with her tongue.
"We came at the same time, and I just kept right on going, but she pushed me off and laid down on the floor. 'Come on, Frankie,' she begged, 'I need it all the way up, as far as you can shove it.' When I lowered myself and started to put my cock in, she maneuvered around and put her legs up over my shoulders. I was half on my knees, and in that position, I think I must have gotten into that wet, wonderful cunt all the way up to my ass-balls and all.
"After that we mixed it up. There was a little of the homo stuff-two of the gals really went for each other, and one guy kept wanting to suck my cock, but, like I said, I really don't prefer the male bash-not when there are females around.
"That one lasted all night, and we didn't talk a word about the play. Later, though, we actually got into rehearsal. We were almost ready to open the play when the star was killed in an airplane accident. Afterward, there was some talk of going ahead with the play with a new female lead, but it wouldn't have worked, because the play was really a satire on the career of the girl who had been killed, and no one could have done it like her.
"When that blew up, and nothing new came up in the way of an acting part, I began to concentrate on the hair styling part of my work, and it was then that I got into this menage a troisas the French call it. The woman invited me to her house one night. I thought her husband was away, but he wasn't. He surprised the hell out of me by describing in detail what his wife and I had done on several occasions, right there in his house.
"He had two-way mirrors in all three bedrooms, in the bathrooms, and even one that allowed him to look into the living room!
" 'Don't panic,' he laughed, 'I'm not knocking it-I just want to get in on it. You see, Clara and I have a complete understanding about sex. I'm a bisexual and so is she, and she tells me that you go both ways.' (I had told Clara some of what had taken place at a few of those parties.)
"It turned out that he was much more homosexual than bisexual, because in all our little orgies, he only fooled with his wife a couple of times and even then it was usually to screw her in the ass or else have her suck his cock, both of which are really homo sex acts.
"I didn't mind, because right away he began to talk about setting me up in business, and I was beginning to wonder if I was ever going to be anything more on the Hollywood scene than a 'joy boy.'
"There was rarely anyone else at the shindigs that Clara and Al liked, except me. And we came up with some pretty interesting combinations.
"Clara's favorite way was with her on her hands and knees, with me fucking her from the back, while she sucked her husband's cock. But while I was doing it to her 'dog fashion,' Clara liked me to use one hand to tickle the inside of her cunt, while with the other, I used one finger to play around her ass-hole. She had her husband reach down and play with her nipples-sometimes she liked it really rough-and she claimed that this pattern really hit every sensitive, erotic spot on a woman's body.
"Her husband's favorite was a straight sixty-nine with me, while Clara licked his ass-hole, or played with it with her finger. I don't know if I had any favorite way, unless it was another of Clara's favorites. It was kind of complicated, with me sitting on a low chair, and Clara straddling me. Her husband would stand behind me, and while I was fucking Clara-with her doing most of the work-she would suck his cock. I would reach around and manipulate his balls and ass-hole. When we all managed to come at the same time, that was a real kick.
"Sometimes, her husband would just sit and watch Clara and me, while he jerked off. In a way, I guess this was one of his favorites. I don't know what kind of a guy would get a kick out of seeing some other guy fucking his wife, or watch her suck a guy's prick-but he did. Funny thing, but I got a bigger kick out of it too, when he was watching us, and Clara always seemed to respond more hotly when her husband was there.
"I moved in with them for a while, and just loafed. Then Clara set me up in a beauty shop and we started an amateur 'sex club' with some of the other customers. Most of them were older, about Clara's age, and I think a couple of them were lesbians. I had another guy working in the shop and three women, and he had renovated an old Spanish-style house, complete with a bar and kitchen. The upstairs was completely furnished with bedrooms and bath, and it was there that we had our 'everyone's invited' sex bashes.
"I found that I was getting more and more of a kick out of having sex with two or more women at the same time.
"A couple of the women used to make regular appointments for these sex sessions we had upstairs, and they sometimes wanted a go with me and Larry, the other guy; or sometimes they would want it to be just women. All three of my women employees were swingers-they went both ways, with men or women. These rich bitches that I'd met through Clara used to pay the girls pretty good for sex bouts.
"You can imagine some of the daisy chains we had up there, with two guys and sometimes as many as six women. Larry finally screwed up the works, though. One of the older dames fell in love with him and wanted him to quit fooling with the others. She wanted him to marry her, but he just laughed at the idea. She got mad one day and sent a vice squad dame in. Naturally, we didn't approach new customers with the sex idea. Usually, if a newcomer wanted in, Clara had to vouch for her. But this dame came three times a week for a set and shampoo and the talk was a little loose. It would go over the heads of most 'straight' dames, but this one seemed to dig it-and Larry popped off to her about a session upstairs, and invited her to get in on it.
"She showed up all right-and she played it cool. She said she was a little shy, it being her first time at anything like this, and she said she'd like to watch a little, to see how things went off.
"She watched real good, and she had a tiny hidden camera. She got pictures of Larry licking one woman's cunt while a second woman was sucking him off. She got a picture of me fucking a woman while I was giving a blow job to a second dame.
"That blew the whole scene sky-high. Made the papers real big, about the 'hairdressing front for a sex club'-all that jazz.
"I'm still trying to get some acting parts, and I still get invited to the movie people's orgies. I was at a dandy the other night-different.
"I got a nice note in the mail, inviting me to a 'private screening' of an erotic film. I was instructed to bring a female friend and be at a certain address in Hollywood at 8 o'clock.
"I took this one girl that used to work for mea good-looking chick that really turned on sexually, with either guys or dolls. I figured it would be better to take somebody who wasn't too square about these things, and I made a good choice.
"When we got there, we stepped into a beautifully furnished front room, bathed in a dim blue light. We were given drinks and inside a half-hour, there were sixty people there-thirty men and thirty women, of all ages and types.
"We belted down the booze and began to mingle. Then we were shown a dirty film-the kind they show at stags, with plenty of sucking, fucking and ass-fucking. By the time it was over, and the liquor was beginning to take effect, we were really ready.
"Then somebody announced that we were on our own, and that upstairs was the place. I waited a few minutes to line up with a pretty sexy redhead that seemed to go for me, and then we went upstairs. You never saw anything like it. There was just one big room, and there was nothing in it but mattresses and big, oversized cushions.
"It was lit by the same dim blue lighting, and when we stripped, the place was already jumping, with three-way and four-way gang bangs going on, as well as a lot of couples fucking and sucking up a storm. This gal and I tried to find a place for us, but you couldn't even find a spot to lay down in. It was the biggest orgy I'd ever attended, and believe me, it was a gasser.
"I settled back on somebody's legs, while Ellie the redhead started to suck my cock to get warmed up. While she's working at that, some guy slides on her and begins fucking her from the back-not in the ass, just from the back. Meanwhile, the gal whose legs I'm using for a headrest untangles herself from whomever she was with, and she squats on my face.
"I just grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass and fit her slit to my mouth. And was she hot! I think she must have come four times while I was coming once. It's a funny feeling trying to time your orgasm to a dame's when you're sucking one dame off and another woman is sucking your cock while she's being fucked.
"After that, it was like a combat zone. You didn't even have to get up and look around-somebody would be waiting to grab you as quick as you finished one sex scene.
"I got screwed in the ass, in the mouth, and one horny bastard even tried to shove his cock in my armpit; though what the hell he would waste his time that way for, I'll never know-with all that hungry cunt and hot mouth around.
"I got some good contacts from that brawl-one director is really going to give me a good part in a war picture that's going to be shooting in a couple of months.
"Sure they have sex orgies in Hollywood. It's a form of 'mass casting couch' I suppose; but then, from what I read and hear, they have the same kind of swinging affairs in Podunk and Gedunk, so why single out Hollywood?
"I doubt if I could every marry now. That kind of wild sex I got used to sort of spoils a guy for marriage, and I don't know if I could hack it, watching my wife being fucked by other guys, or sucking them off, so I'll cool it with the wedding ring-at least for a while."