Munich Follies

The fifth day, however, proved to be the turning point. I decided to ring the changes and go to the swimming pool. I had heard that this particular swimming pool had something of a “reputation”, so I was hoping for the best. It was relatively crowded and there were quite a few nubile young men around. The showers were open and a group of teenagers were soaping themselves down amid rather lewd laughter, so as I was changing I had a good view of some deliciously young pricks, some actually in a state of semi-erection between soapy hands. This made putting on my swimming trunks a rather tricky operation and I had to tuck my prick well back to avoid displaying my erection. My difficulty was noticed by at least one young man who gave me a friendly smile and briefly mimed wanking at me. As he was getting dressed and presumably about to leave, I couldn't expect anything from him, but it was a good sign! 

I made my way to the pool and dived into the deep end. There were too many people to make swimming a pleasure, so after about ten minutes of slaloming from one end of the pool to the other, I got out, bought myself an orange juice and found a vacant chair. The man next to me was reading a magazine in a semi-dozing state, so I didn't disturb him. However, after a while I noticed that his eyes were fixed on my bathing trunks and that his right hand was visibly moving under the magazine on his lap. I looked down and noticed to my horror that my balls were half hanging out of my rather brief swimming trunks! I crossed my legs and did what I could to adjust myself. My neighbour smiled at me and briefly lifted his magazine to reveal a very obvious erection.

«Guten Tag!» he said politely.
«Sorry, do you speak English?» I asked, desperately.
«Yes, I do. So you're visiting Munich?»
«Yes.»
«I'm Helmut. Are you on your own?»
«Yes – and I'm Julian.»

My being unattached seemed to please my new acquaintance no end. There was a slight pause and then he continued.
«Have you tried the sauna?»
«Not yet, but perhaps I will.»
«Why don't we go together?
«Oh, why not?»

I was fairly certain what this invitation entailed, but the man was good-looking and his credentials were evidently more than satisfactory, as my fast-enlarging prick was telling me. I quickly drank my orange juice and we stood up together and made our way towards the sauna. There were several small rooms, each taking four. My new friend went straight to number three, opened the door, beckoned me to enter and then followed, locking the door behind him. Wow! It seemed that three was my lucky number. Lying naked on two of the wooden platforms were two beautiful teenagers, each carressing a massive erection.

«Hello boys» said Helmut in English.
«Hi, Helmut» said the boys in chorus.

Helmut immediately removed his trunks and freed his enormous prick. I followed suit and we lay on the other two platforms.

«I've brought a friend today. As you can see, he likes what we like. In case you're worried, Julian, I'm the manager of the pool, no one will disturb us!»
Now everything was clear, and I relaxed and started to masturbate. Watching the other three freely wanking in front of me like this was something I hadn't experienced before. It was a terrific turn-on and I could feel myself coming, though I decided to hold out as long as I could. Then suddenly one of the boys got up and came over to me, wanking vigorously as he did so. He stood over me and slowed down his rubbing speed, and just as I thought he was going to ejaculate he started urinating all over my stomach and erect prick. The feel of the warm piss swamping my body and trickling down either side of me was more than I could bear. I ejaculated immediately and the boy, as soon as he had finished pissing, ejaculated too, smiling impishly as he did so. 

Wow, what a stream of sperm! I rubbed it into my pee-wet body, throwing a glance at the other boy. He seemed to be doing some gymnastic exercises, lying on his back and throwing his legs back over his shoulders. What a body! The muscles rippled and glistened with sweat. This was something that I liked doing, and the “exercise” always finished with ejaculating in the mouth. But suddenly I realized that this boy was going one further. He was incredibly elastic and as his legs reached further and further over his head, his prick came closer and closer to his mouth, until he was actually sucking his own prick! Something I had dreamed of but had thought impossible! He sucked away and then his body started shaking and he ejaculated, the sperm trickling out either side of his mouth. 

A groan from Helmut told me that he was ejaculating too – I turned in time to see a spurt of sperm cover his stomach and chest. Suddenly there was silence – we all lay motionless on our platforms, exhausted and satisfied! Nobody said anything for a couple of minutes and then Helmut broke the silence.
“Fancy a little peep show?”
“Here, in the pool? Why not?”
“It’s not the sort of peep show you’re used to in the sex parlours, but I think you’ll enjoy it!”
“Lets have a shower first,” said one of the boys 

So we had a communal shower, during which both of the boys soaped themselves into a state of erection again, though this time they did not masturbate to ejaculation. My prick started stirring, but no more. With towels wrapped round our middles, Helmut took us too a small room with a mirror on one wall. When he switched of the light we saw it was a two-way mirror looking on to a shower room, where a group of school-boys had just arrived from the pool. What an array of young pricks! They turned on the water and some took soap and others shampoo.

 Laughing and giggling they soaped themselves from head to toe. It was not long before a couple of them paid special attention to their private parts, resulting in almost immediate erections. The effect on the others was instantaneous; without exception, each nubile youth washed, rubbed, carressed, you might say even attacked his prick. In a couple of minutes every boy was masturbating, most of them someone else’s prick. What took my breath away was the sheer innocent joy of the occasion. It was the most natural thing in the world – oh where had my youth gone? When I was their age, masturbation was a sin, masturbation turned you blind or insane, and when one did it one was overcome with guilt – but one still did it again and again because it was so wonderful. These boys were well aware of how wonderful it was and there would be no pangs of guilt afterwards. After a few minutes the sperm began to flow. It was incredible, one boy ejaculated after another so that one had the impression of an orgasm that lasted all of five minutes. 

The two boys beside me were masturbating each other and ejaculated with the group in the shower. I had a pretty stiff erection and the view through the mirror was really turning me on and I did not have much trouble in reaching my third orgasm of the day. I made a mental note to forgo the morning wank in bed in future, if my days were going to be like this one! Helmut seemed to have decided to give this one a miss. His hand was moving half-heartedly under his towel, but nothing more.

“Well, thank you, Helmut. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve such wonderful hospitality, but if there’s anything I can do to repay you, I’m only too willing.”
“Well, there is. Would you be willing to appear in a film? A sort of mixed gay/straight film…”
“Well, yes, but I don’t go for anal intercourse…” I answered hestitatingly.
“Don’t worry, you won’t have to be fucked. I want you to play a wanking peeping tom. There’ll be both girls and boys, fucking and masturbating. You’ll be watching them and wanking. How about a bit of pissing?”
“Oh, that’s fine. I like that. I’ll shit, too, if you like.”
“Well, we’ll see about that. How about tomorrow?”
“Fine, do we meet here?”
“Yes, at ten o’clock. And go easy on the wanking until then. We’ve got plenty of stand-ins for the squirts, but you’ll have to keep a good hard-on for quite a time!”
“Don’t worry,” I smiled, “As long as there’s masturbation going on, there’ll be no problem with the hard-on!”
“OK, see you tomorrow – and come with some good ideas, we can always do with them.”