Munich Follies

This was unbelievable. I was actually going to appear in a porno film, doing what I had always felt was underdone in most porno films – wanking. My experience was that porno films exist for men to wank to, and in porno cinemas the wanking in the audience was almost more important than the film. So why not show it on the screen? Just thinking about the filming gave me an almost permanent hard-on, but I decided to definitely refrain from wanking, which inevitably meant tossing and turning - instead of tossing off and falling asleep - until 2 a.m. I had been given clean sheets that day and in the morning it seemed unnaturally strange to get out of a pristinely clean bed, although the pyjamas I was wearing for the first time during my stay were copiously stained with pre-cum, which was not surprising as I had spent most of the night on the verge of orgasm.

When I arrived at the pool shortly before ten o’clock there was already quite a motley collection of young men and heavily-made-up women waiting in the foyer. I seemed to be the oldest, but I was not the only newcomer to the business and was warmly greeted as an equal.
“So you’re Julian the phantom wanker!” joked one girl. “I can’t wait to watch you. wanking men really turn me on.”
“Me too,” I smiled, “but so do wanking girls.” 

“Don’t worry, there’ll be plenty of that – I always masturbate several times during the filming - I can’t help myself. I have to masturbate six or seven times a day just to keep sane! I’m Minnie, by the way.” 

So, this was going to be quite an experience. We went to a large house with an extensive walled garden in the suburbs of Munich. It was obviously a regular location as each room was equipped with lighting and there were several cameras about the place. As soon as we arrived, several of the “actors” stripped off and started “rehearsing” so that even before the cameras started rolling everyone was fully worked-up.
“O.K.” shouted Helmut. Let’s start with the Hans and Helga sequence.”

It seemed that the film started with a couple who were bored with each other sexually, and after a few minutes of unsuccessful lovemaking, Hans went to the bathroom to masturbate, while Helga did the same in bed. As the “phantom” wanker, I was supposed to roam the garden and look in windows and wank as I watched the goings on. I suggested it would be better if I was first of all introduced as a positive character and Helmut agreed that I could be an animal welfare charity worker making door-to-door collections. He then had the brilliant idea that I could have a dog with me, whom I would masturbate from time to time. He said, with a wink, that the mongrel who lived in the garden was just the right dog for the part. So Helmut shared my little perversion!

It was agreed that I would ring the bell while the husband was wanking in the bathroom, and that he would go to the door with just a towel round his waist. He would give me a coin, I would see his erection and then go round to the window to spy. Helmut had been right about the dog. As I looked in the window and took out my prick to masturbate, Bill jumped up and started licking it. He then started humping my leg.

“O.K. Let’s take advantage of this. Wank him, Julian!”
And so I wanked Bill and Bill sucked me and the first orgasm of the session was filmed It was Bill’s, closely followed by mine!
“Great – now for the close-up”

Of course, I wasn’t expected to have another orgasm quite so soon. This was provided by Sigmund, who did not want to show his face, but whose potency made him an indispensible member of the team. His prick was similar to mine, so he had been assigned to be my stand-in. Bill was more than happy to lick another prick, and Sigmund produced a copious stream of sperm for the close-up.

The “plot” involved two couples who were bored with normal sex and who decide to try “wife-swapping”. This doesn’t work either, so they try group sex. This works, but not quite as expected. After a mad foursome, with nobody being certain whose hands or genitals are in whose hands or genitals, the couples effect a successful pairing-off, the two men making one pair, the two women the other. Bill and I, in the garden were a third pair, and the sequence ended with a mass masturbation sequence with sperm squirting in all directions. 

The next sequence was a female masturbation sequence and was to take place in a ladies toilet. The idea was that there should be a queue of women impatiently waiting to enter the cubicles and when nobody comes out they start looking over the top of the door and discover that the occupiers are in fact masturbating. I was not involved in this sequence but Helmut took me along just the same. As he was setting it up I had an idea. The women were obviously dying for a pee. 

Why shouldn’t the first in the queue find herself unable to hold out and wet herself. This in turn infects the others who all either wet themselves or drop their knickers and pee on the floor. These latter ones could then start masturbating and the scene could end in a group masturbation scene. Helmut – and the girls – were thrilled with the idea and went ahead. It was fantastic. I was so worked up I had to free my erection. This gave Helmut an idea. He told the women to stop for a moment and sent me to the wardrobe caravan to dress up in drag! I was to enter the loo as a transvestite, wet myself like the others and then drop my knickers and – surprise! A big stiff prick! I would then join in the general masturbating! I was dying for a pee so I didn’t think the wetting part would cause any problems. In the event, with my erect prick tucked inside tights I had to heave so hard to pee that I started to shit myself as well! Helmut was more than satisfied.

 I then masturbated through my tights, my prick tucked down one leg. The sperm oozed out of the mesh and one of the girls wiped it off and made a meal of it! What a sequence!

The final sequence involved a group of seven, four men and three women playing knockout whist. During the game, one player left the room to go to the toilet. That was my role. While in the toilet I got an erection and this gives me an idea to brighten up the card game. I return and suggest that as each player is knocked out, he or she has a sexual task to fulfill. The first, being on his or her own would start to masturbate, then pair off with the second to be knocked out. The same would happen with the next two pairs and then the one left could play “excuse me” with any of the pairs which were already “in action”.

I started the ball rolling by going to the loo at the last moment so that I started to wet myself as I undid my flies. This gave me a hard on which I admired in the mirror and started to rub. I brought myself to the edge of orgasm and then decided to return to the game and make my suggestion. It was of course accepted with enthusiasm and we continued to play knockout whist. The first to lose was a man, a pretty youth, who fell upon his prick with the greatest pleasure, parading up and down the room wanking himself until the next player lost – this time a girl, Inga. She immediately started to fellate the youth and masturbate herself at the same time. The rest of us were playing cards with one hand on our organs, we were all so worked up. 

The the youth started fucking Inga while I deliberately lost the next round so that I could free my aching prick. I stood over the entwined couple and masturbated, having to stop rubbing frequently to hold back my orgasm. The next to lose was the best looking boy of them all! What luck! He immediately stripped off and approached me brandishing the hardest prick of the evening! We approached each other, touched pricks and then started our little session, which I was determined would be the high spot of the sequence. First I gently rubbed his prick, then I crouched down and took it in my mouth. He then lay down and abandoned himself to my will. I sucked him, I masturbated him, then I urinated over him. He then surprised me by offering his prick to be sucked and then urinating into my mouth. Not to be outdone I promptly shat on the floor, much to the surprise of the cameraman!

The next two to lose were girls, so we had a lesbian scene to complete the repertoire, and the overall winner then started to do his rounds. First of all he joined the lesbian couple and managed to fuck both of them without seriously their interrupting their mutual caressing and masturbating. Then he chose the first girl and started fucking her, while her partner joined me and my giant-pricked mate. We sat in a circle and started masturbating, first ourselves and then each other. Eventually the winning male joined us and the three girls started a torrid lesbian session. In the end they joined our “circle jerks” and the seven of us came more or less together in a shower of sperm and a chorus of orgasmic screams and groans! By this time the whole crew were masturbating and the cameraman fixed the camera and went in front of it and ejaculated into the lens! 

Wow, what an end to my Munich holiday! After that, I thought that masturbating myself to sleep in my bed would seem tame, but of course I had to leave my hotel with a sperm stain autograph on the sheets. No, it wasn’t tame at all. Wanking is the greatest pleasure in the world. A first wank before going to sleep, a second wank in the morning to wake myself up – and several thirds during the day!