“We wondered what the three could possibly do next. They had sucked and fucked each other so what was left? By God! We soon found out, after the old man led a big white collie dog onto the stage. One of the girls put several pillows under her butt and spread her legs real wide. The naked bastard onstage unsnapped the leash and said something to the dog and it leaped onto the bed, snuggling right up between the girl's legs and beginning to tongue away at her cunt. We almost fell on the floor, we was so shocked! The way that dog parted her hair and went after that pussy juice.
“But we witch for I guess maybe five minutes. Then the girl sucking the dog changed places with the other girl, and the man his jock was big and hard again led the dog up between her legs. The collie had to be trained. He knew what the score was and knew exactly what to do. Right off the bat he mounted that French whore and began fucking her just like a man would do. Maybe the dame enjoyed it. She must have from the way she acted, but there was no way to tell for sure.”
The Sex Circus should not be confused with what is popularly known as “the stag party,” although a circus can be a part of a stag party. However, it rarely is. Currently there are four types in which only males compose the audience: the Bachelor Party, the Blue Show, the Smoker, and the rather specialized Good Will Show.
The Bachelor Party is simply a party without women an excuse the boys use to get together in honor of a buddy who is about to be married. Beer and whiskey are plentiful and so are the sorry old gags about wedded bliss. The closest the boys come to feminine companionship is in a few packs of pictures (the kind advertised in “girlie” magazines) and a number of lies told by guests who have “been around,” wild tales about orgies they have either attended or heard about.
On the way home, after the party, a few of the more daring lads decide to show their manhood by dropping in at a real classy joint with beautiful dolls and…”
But after driving around for an hour or so, and more tipping of the bottle, they decide the “beautiful dolls” have moved…
A step removed from this mild sort of innocent fling is the Blue Show. No one is ever sure how this type of show gets started. Bob tells Frank and Frank tells Jim and so on. But finally a night is agreed upon and the boys gather at the home of a friend whose wife is out for the evening. For awhile the boys sit around and drink, getting courage out of a bottle; then they lock all the doors, draw the shades and depart, nervously, for the rumpus room in the basement. Voices are low and each man acts like a junior Dick Tracy, as there is general conked over a “spy” getting in. Just who the “spy” might be and represent is a deep mystery. However, no Blue Show is complete without a suspected “spy.”
The host grins stupidly and says, “Well, I guess we'd better get started.” He and another guest begin opening four or five cans of film and loading the 16 mm projector, which the host has borrowed from either his church or a local high school. The lights are tumid down and the “movie” begins. There isn't any danger of the films winning an Oscar. They are usually spotty and have a tendency to lapse into flickers of white nothingness.
As to the “actors” and the story plot, a typical film might be called A Date With My Doctor. In this classic epic we see a young girl going into a doctor's office. There is no nurse, and the “doctor” crudely disguised in glasses and false beard shows the young lady into his private office. She acts shy and afraid. He turns and leers at the camera and we can see his lips moving, telling the girl to undress. She does, slowly, until she is stark naked. The doctor advances and has the girl lay down on what passes for an examining table. He then indulges in various sex acts with her, climaxing the scene with sexual intercourse.
It is the Blue Show that is often raided by police. The guests are held for disorderly conduct and are fined anywhere from five to one hundred dollars each, depending upon how loudly the local bluenoses have been beating their moral drums. Naturally the wise thing to do is to plead guilty, pay up and get the hell out before the publicity gets out of hand.
Newspapers in reporting such raids have to rely on tired euphemisms as “obscene performance” and “pornographic” material. One Chicago raid in the summer of 1967 netted almost the entire membership of a labor union, plus five women. The press, plus the fact that ten reels of film, in color and with sound, were confiscated duly noted this. In a California raid, the police net also included a photographer, who was at the party to develop and print pictures for guests who might have trouble having them processed at the local drug store.
Girls are occasionally used in the Blue Show. However, I use the word “girls” in the broadest sense, for unless the ladies are enthusiastic amateurs or unless it is a very swank affair they are likely to be very sad indeed. This is easy to understand, since a gal with a good private practice is not prone to make house calls, and the talented free-lances are seldom interested in the large, economy-size project, all of which leaves “Smoker” work to ladies who are either too unattractive for steady work or almost too old to walk! Be that as it may, it is Grandma's job to circulate among the guests, say witty sayings and disappear from time to time with individual males. All sorts of elaborate plans are made in advance for spiriting her away in case of trouble, and trouble is always close by, for this type of dame usually manages to get very drunk, which seems to be a sort of occupational hazard of the profession. Often Grandma will do a sloppy strip-tease and end up passed out on the floor. There is the genuine “anything-goes” Smoker-rather rare, mainly because of the expense and the difficulty of finding a place to hold it. This type of deal is usually held in various parts of the country by say, National Guard units, fireman's groups and the like. There may or may not be movies at a rip-roaring smoker, but there are always girls. And unless this is really a swank affair, the girls will be mature. This is the only compliment we can give them. The good-looking younger talent simply isn't interested, not unless the price is right, and the price is seldom right because the boys can't afford it, or else don't want to.
The program? After the boys are a little boozed up, the entertainment begins with an “act” performed by the star. For some remote reason many of these performers insist on displaying some kind of sick-sick talent. They either sing, dance, juggle or otherwise make fools of themselves.
Often the show depends on audience participation. The lady shouts: “Is there a gentleman down there who will assist me?” t this point the crowd will invariably push forward a pal who is known to be (l) a show-off; (2) a prude; (3) classically plastered. The lady, or ladies, loudly assists in getting him on the stage. Often the poor boob will try to run, but of course he doesn't get far. Then again, the boob will throw himself whole-heartedly into the business, with such vim and vigor that he has to be pulled off by the “entertainment committee.” But usually he will yield to popular demand and make a grotesque attempt to do what the girls ask him to do, grinning stupidly and often falling off the stage in the confusion. As a rule he does succeed in making a complete ass of himself.
This breaks the moral ice and the party turns into something of a free-for-all: The girls run around naked all over the place and every now and then go into a back room with one of the boys. There is laughter and shouting and clouds of cigar and cigarette smoke. The party breaks up when the guests start passing out or somebody tosses a punch.
The Goodwill Setup (or VIP Party) is not a stag party in the strict sense of the term. It is for men, and the entertainment is strictly physical, but in his case the host is a public relations man with an enormous budget, in search of a sure-fire way to persuade a small group of VIPs to think gratefully of his client and to do business with him.
The whole business of high-powered sex usually begins with cocktails at a good hotel. The VIPs are introduced to lovely young ladies, who are usually in their early twenties, with clothes, accents and manners that are flawless. These girls are top professionals in the business and show uncanny skill in pleasing their escorts. Looking and acting like movie starlets, no one would ever dream that they are $200 and $300 and $500 a night call girls. These girls are also available for longer tours of duty, such as weekend cruises, visits to private lodges, etc. Of course their rates are higher for this type of work and can run as high as a grand or more. But as we have said, these girls are the best money can buy.
The Sex Circus, with or without animals, is undoubtedly the most depraved and vulgar exhibition known to the human mind, and no city or large size in the world is free of such an extravaganza. In Havana, the competition for the tourist trade produced, finally, four types of circus performances. One type emphasized the surroundings like the walls, floor and ceiling being all mirrored, so that the spectators could watch the acts from any and every angle. In another type, the focus was on youth, the performers all teenagers, the attraction centering around the depravity of boys and girls so young.
Dr. Robert van Dextrineholtz, a medical doctor from River Forest, Illinois (a suburb of Chicago), an orthopedist to be precise, was a spectator at a human/animal sex circus, in which the “actors” were teen-agers,
