January 27th, 2010 by admin
Have you had a film, or watched a scene from a film, that just spoke to you? And never only did it speak to you, however it made you open your eyes and take a neater check out yourself?
i suspect everyone has had it happen with no less than one movie. Perhaps the movie had a message to it and also you really found yourself concerning the tale and characters, maybe it just made you observed, and that i believe here is the type of experience most people will have with a movie. Sometimes though it’s something stronger than that. Sometimes the belongings you see at the screen are as if provoking as to be life altering, and it would not must be immediate either, sometimes it is going to take years.
For me the film in question was not some classic piece of high cinema. It was not a ‘Gone With The Wind’ or a ‘Shawshank Redemption’ or an ‘It’s a fabulous Life’. My particular film is the 1987 adult film ‘Switch Hitters’.
Huh? What the fuck is ‘Switch Hitters’?
Well ‘Switch Hitters’ is an adult film concerning the members of a minor league baseball team hoping to maneuver as much as the main leagues, and their only hope of doing that lies within the hands of the team’s hard as nails owner Miss Whitney. The only real people at the team’s side or that has any confidence in them aside from “Coach” is a couple of strippers, Bunny and Boom Boom, who work on the local club.
So okay, you will have guessed that the makers of the film knew little or no in regards to the politics of pro baseball, and in the event you’ve happened to have seen ‘Switch Hitters’ you furthermore mght know they even knew less about writing crisp dialogue. The movie is from an era where at the least among the adult films made a lame try to tell a narrative rather than being a patchwork of amateur sex scenes. The film starred Bionca as Miss Whitney and Randy West (who seems to had been in almost any other porno made within the late 1980′s) as “Coach”.
But it isn’t the “big name porn stars” who make the movie with their somewhat lame and badly scripted fuck scene near the tip that makes the film in my book. If truth be told it is going to had been a pretty forgettable fuck flick, as were among the adult films I had seen from the time i used to be in middle school until the primary few months of my first marriage.
Truly there are still just a few things which stand proud of those movies. In a single of the primary adult movies I ever saw there has been a scene at a dinner table with a couple of couples that kept flashing to 1 man imagining that the 2 women were at the table, either bound and with apples of their mouths, or when the apples were removed they were performing some deep lesbian kissing. That scene made it in as portion of Heather Ford’s memories of adult movies she had seen in her past early on in ‘The Sound Of her MASTER’S VOICE’.
There has been an interracial scene in a film to which i am unable to remember the name of that my first wife and that i picked up on the flea market. i will recall everything about it, because the scene was meant to be the retelling of a lady’s first interracial experience. Whenever i’m taken with or engaged on an interracial story i’m going back and reference that scene in my mind, because unlike with most porn there has been something genuine in regards to the retelling that had me emotionally invested in that portion of the tale.
And naturally what else stands proud in memory are the insanely bad. a chum my ex worked with lent us a few her videos right once we were married. One was a group of scenes, and what make that video stand out is they were dubbed, badly, in English. One scene where a girl was taking it from behind featured her male partner grunting with each thrust. What made that scene become a celebration favorite for multiple weeks after was the truth that the dubbed voice jogged my memory of The Count from ‘Sesame Street’. He kept going, “AH, AH, AH,” and what i used to be thinking was “ONE, one pump, AH, AH, AH. TWO, two pumps, AH, AH, AH.”
i’m sure you get the image.
On that very same compilation was a foursome scene stumbled upon by two other men. The black man who has walked in at the two couples writing at the floor says, “Oh, an orgy. Lets me gets in on that orgy too.” It was any such pointedly racist sounding bit a dubbed dialogue that I couldn’t help but laugh on the film’s makers for thinking that a black man should look and sound that way. After all it was painfully obvious that the voice actor was little question as white as ultra-modern cotton panties fresh out the package. On reflection i’d say that it makes Japanese doramas and anime that portray English speaking foreigners as slow and dimwitted look fairly politically correct.
Those are many of the other stand outs, but there are a select few more that i’m unlikely to say here as I plan on writing on them at a later date at length. Let me come back to ‘Switch Hitters’ and provide you with a touch background on how I chanced on this adult film with the scene which has left a long-lasting impression on me.
It was 1991 and that i was 19. It was the second one summer after highschool and my aunt and uncle lived on the end of an identical street. That they had a monster satellite dish, which in the event you lived back within the good old days of the mid to late 1980′s you realize that such dishes, before restrictions and signal scrambling, were where to get your porn as Al Gore had not invented the net yet. My uncle videotaped marathons of films, and infrequently, it seemed, he would tape whatever was on simply to fill a tape with six hours of flicks. In those lean times myself and a pal would borrow tapes from his collection he thought were good to, “…refresh our memories about how sex was had.”
i don’t even remember the movie at the tape that I had intentionally borrowed it for. i haven’t followed any sports apart from pro-wrestling (it’s real and all those other such things as football and basketball are fake…LOL), so I had no clue what a switch hitter was, nor did i’ve any clue as to the sexual connotation at age 19. The very fact it was on an old Kodak T-120 video tape with several other movies would further mask any hints as to what the movie was about.
Now, nearly a life-time later for me, I actually have it on DVD, and the tagline of the film reads, “An intergrated bi-sexual romance that covers every base.” i guess back then, even supposing I had read that, my loss of experience should not have prepared me for what was coming or maybe hinted at it.
Now those of you who know, without a doubt realize that, sexually speaking, a switch hitter is someone who will play for either team. On this instance this is meant to consult a person who’s bi. And naturally, on the time, I had no earthly clue.
The reality was I have been struggling somewhat with my very own sexual identity since middle school, if not sooner. i used to be growing up in a time when gay bashing was a well-liked sport and AIDS was fairly new and thought of the nice homosexual plague and the gay flu. I knew i used to be different from most other folks, but I lacked understanding. I suppressed my thoughts and wishes for 2 reasons: One was that i needed to be accepted by the folks I went to faculty and worked with, which to at the moment hasn’t ever really happened. And two I have been the victim of sexual molestation for several years after I was younger, by several people, so on the time I equated sexual contact with other males with being painful and shameful. The sector I lived in up until then stagnated my sexual growth because i didn’t desire to accept who i used to be, and does not truly begin until a couple of decade ago.
‘Switch Hitters’, more particularly the locker room scene, would trigger the primary a part of my slow sexual awakening.
The scene happens after the team wins a big game and stripper Bunny, played by Stacy Donovan, has lost a raffle with two of the team’s players involving the win but she somehow finally ends up allowed to take charge of them. For sure it happens within the aforementioned locker room where she has a threesome with Kirby, a hot boded blonde with a fat cock played by Matt Forest/Matt Pierce, and Kevin, a similarly hot boded black stud with a pleasant long cock played by T.J. Swan.
Now i used to be never new to seeing MFM threesomes in porno movies. I had seen plenty. The 1st difference, however, was that I had as much as this point never seen an interracial scene in any respect. I had seen some stills, no penetration as laws were slightly different in my area on the time, and naturally I had fantasized about seeing it. Seeing it at the screen though added a brand new element. Once Bunny, skinny blonde thing she was, stripped to nothing and leaned around the locker room bench to suck Kevin’s cock i used to be hard. No, like HARD!
It didn’t take long before she leans over to suck Kirby’s thick white cock as Kevin goes down and provides her somewhat sensual kissing along her leg and thigh, finally skirting round her tummy and thick sandy blonde bush. Again it was nothing I had not likely seen before, apart from the interracial element and the undeniable fact that the kissing that Kevin was giving Bunny as she sucked his teammate’s cock was more within the realm of what’s considered erotic instead of cheaply made porn.
Within a couple of minutes they changed position, Bunny laying on her back at the bench as Kirby opens her pussy along with his thick cock. Kevin squatted over her head so she could suck his hard black rod as his teammate pounded her pussy. Still, nothing real new. It was like all MFM threesome I had seen in any selection of now nameless porn films before.
After which the instant that modified everything. As she stops sucking cock a moment to take a breath Bunny says something to the effect that they guys will have won the bet but there’s a catch. She directs Kevin to transport towards Kirby, who’s still fucking her like a champ and tells him, “Now put your dick in his mouth.”
Hard? HARD?
I went from what I always though of as rock hard to blue vein throbber in nothing flat. The speaking the scene was doing had begun, not only to my long suppressed bi side, but to my dominant side besides. i used to be envious that, despite it was any such cheap and tawdry film, Bunny would make a proposal or command and that it might be so easily obeyed. After which i used to be envious of Kirby, because here he was giving it to this horny blonde while sucking a tough black cock while. i used to be turned on beyond anything I had known to that time, and for the primary time i feel I knew, really knew, that i used to be not straight and i was not gay either. In that quick moment i noticed that I was bisexual and that there indeed was a state of being bisexual for men and never just women.
My attention was fixed at the screen. Not just was Kirby sucking Kevin’s cock as he pounded Bunny’s pussy, but he was also expertly going to town on it, as though that was the one thing he was doing and never multitasking between a lovely little blonde and a black stud. i couldn’t help but reach in and stroke myself a bit of as I watched, especially when both Bunny and Kevin verbally encouraged Kirby on.
This little bit of the scene was all too brief, as Bunny decided she further desired to mix things up by sitting back and watching as Kevin returned the favor and started giving Kirby head. Bunny watches closely, encouraging and directing Kevin on as he sucks his teammate’s cock. She tells him to, “Eat it like a Ballpark Frank,” and observes that, “He’s got the fat and also you’ve got the long.” She also directs him to deep throat until it hits his uvula.
The scene then switches to Kirby eating Bunny’s pussy as Kevin takes him inside the ass. That first visual of hard and dark meat disappearing into pale white flesh has always stuck with me, and that i judge every interracial scene and photo I actually have viewed since against it. i like it best when the receiver is the palest white and the giver is the darkest of blacks. There something about that which makes it hot, erotic, raunchy and obscene all together.
Again it isn’t too long before Kevin comes, pulling his well lubed black cock out of Kirby’s ass and milking his load out all around the small of Kirby’s back and the head of his ass.
The scene quickly changes to reveal both teammates straddling the bench over Bunny. Again Kevin is fucking Kirby inside the ass, as Kirby fucks Bunny’s breasts. The scene ends with its final money shot of Kirby coming between and on Bunny’s perky little tits. She rubs his sperm into her skin, something else that spoke to the dom in me.
It was probably about 15 years later after I finally saw ‘Switch Hitters’ a second time, but despite that fact the pictures of that scene remained in my head and at the back of my mind always. i’m sure that it was the 1st event that spark off my curiosity about being in a threesome, chiefly a MFM threesome where the opposite male partner was black and the feminine was big and blonde. When I made the threesome part actually happen, although it was played straight, i will’t get it out of my mind, and am still looking some day to have a black male playmate involved for some hot bisexual sixty-nine sucking after burying his cock right into a hot and horny blonde.
Elements of the locker room scene from ‘Switch Hitters’ have also showed up in my writing, although in a few stories I actually have yet to do editing and rewrites on in addition to some that I actually have . Master Shawn Spencer within the short story ‘Town Slut’ is somewhat keen about sharing women with bisexual black men, and, like me in real life, he’s willing to be at the bottom sometimes if the circumstances and partner are right.
In ‘The Sound of her MASTER’S VOICE’ Kitty and Betty give Heather advice on ways to suck a person’s cock, influenced somewhat by Bunny’s directions to Kirby within the scene.
In a forthcoming installment of the Watching April series April Snow will reveal how she cheered her husband, Barry, on during his first bi encounter, just as she does at the video tape of another encounter she is watching near the start of ‘Watching April: April’s Lust At the Lake’.
Much earlier I referenced ‘Switch Hitters’ directly in a brief novella, ‘The Zombie Dance’. In it one character warns the opposite to watch out about borrowing pornos from his uncle, “…because that ‘Switch Hitters‘ shit was so wrong.” There has been still some conflict within as I wrote that, but i attempted to chalk it as much as being the nature’s standpoint and never my very own.
In another unpublished story i haven’t updated, ‘The Creeper’ a woman is having a threesome with two cousins, one whom she is dating. She tells her boyfriend to fuck his cousin within the ass as he fucks her pussy, and when he’s reluctant she tells him he had better or she will be able to not let him back in either her pussy or her mouth during the night. In a manner it is vitally corresponding to Bunny threatening to dismiss Kevin when he’s before everything reluctant to suck Kirby’s cock under her direction.
Within the years since I first saw the unique ‘Switch Hitters’ only a further scene has ever evoked any such response within me. It was a scene from ‘Passion In Venice’ featuring Kelly Trump, Sean Michaels and Backey Jakie, which I saw as portion of Adam & Eve’s ‘Double Dippin” compilation DVD. Although not truly a bi-male MFM driven scene there’s a certain imagery that evoked ‘Switch Hitters’ at the tip of the scene because the well hung black stud within the scene ejaculated everywhere in the pussy and ass of the feminine partner in addition to the cock and balls of the opposite male partner who was still fucking her from beneath. i’d like to write more in this scene after I have seen the full ‘Passion In Venice’ movie as there isn’t a dialogue to it apart from their panting and moaning, and there are other elements, inclusive of a somewhat passive seeming couple who silently direct the action. For the instant all i will say about that scene is it was passionate and highly erotic, and for me (as a result of not knowing the film and having no dialogue to head in) the scene evoked not only the hint of male bisexuality but also BDSM, swinging and prostitution, which are other subjects that act as a great deal of the fodder for my stories.
So what does this film have to do with me seeing ‘Switch Hitters’ that first time and admitting that I had a, at least internally at that time, bi awakening?
Well I was watching the scene from ‘Passion In Venice’ with my current wife, who is the one person who knows everything about me, and is the only person in real life who has ever accepted me for who I am. When the scene ended I made the comment, “That brings back memories of ‘Switch Hitters’.”
So, of course she asked me what it was, and as I explained the movie I had only seen one time, 15 years before, to her and what it had meant to me she stopped the ‘Double Dippin” DVD so she could listen without being distracted. After I finished she thanked me for sharing that with her, as she always does, and I as well, after we share those deep and personal things about each other, with each other.
“Do you think you can find that?,” she asked.
A couple of weeks later a copy of ‘Switch Hitters’ on DVD was waiting in our mail box. My wife was delighted after we sat down after dinner and started watching it. Now at first I was getting the eye. The movie went through its joke of a plot, and there were scenes here and there, but I assured her that the best scene would be coming up and she would see what I had been telling her about. I am not sure if I though she would understand why it appealed to me so much, or why I thought it was the hottest scene ever, but I was glad that she was watching it with me, sharing in a moment I had not shared with anyone for the entire 15 years since the one and only other time I had seen ‘Switch Hitters’ to that point.
When the locker room scene started my wife sat beside me with her hand in mine, just watching along, because as I said near the beginning, it was nothing really new, as now, within the 21 st Century, black on white interracial scenes loose the impact they had from the birth of film to the early 90′s. Her fingers laced a little more tightly into mine as Kirby was directed to suck Kevin’s cock. By the time that the scene got to the point where Kevin was fucking Kirby’s ass her eyes were as wide a saucers, and she was glued to the action on the screen.
When you are with that person, the one, as in the one who is your true other half, you know to a certain extent their thoughts and sense their reactions to seeing or hearing certain things. Looking to my wife every few seconds there was one thing i used to be dead certain…
She was aroused, and not just a little aroused, she was very aroused.
After the scene ended she admitted to me, “I had no clue. I had no idea it was like that, that it looked like that when two men fuck.” She looked to me, her face a little flushed and her eyes still huge. “I was thinking like-. God, Michael, where did he put all that cock?”
Jokingly I suggested it was due to the fact that Kirby’s intestines were getting straightened by Kevin’s cock.
My wife didn’t laugh. It was not because she did not get the joke or think it was not funny. She did not laugh because she was too aroused to let one escape.
“So you liked it?,” I asked.
“It was hot,” she said, a little breathlessly. “Real fucking hot!” And thus one of Heather Ford’s much repeated thoughts from ‘The Sound Of her MASTER’S VOICE’ was born. “It just makes me-.”
We kissed, long and deep. There were no more words for a little while, and the rest of the DVD played on, ignored and forgotten. My wife slipped off the couch and got on her knees in front of me and I leaned back, just a bit surprised as she took my zipper down. My wife went to work sucking my cock, and it made me realize that to an extent the locker room scene in ‘Switch Hitters’ had spoken to her, perhaps not on exactly the same level, but I was thinking perhaps on the same lines, the scene having the same effect that similar scenes of lesbian and female bisex have on men.
As she sucked me I had the image in my head of a hunky and hung black stud stepping up behind my submissive and blonde BBW wife and working her skirt and panties off. I could see in my mind her looking back as he stood over her shoulder and jacked the foreskin back off the purple head of his thick and heavily veined cock. Then I imagined her cooing around my cock as he stepped behind her and slipping his long black cock into her shaven white pussy. I imagined each of us coming in the holes we were using, and then guiding her to the bedroom so we could take turns fucking her every hole all night, sucking each other back to hardness in the times in between.
After, in reality, we decided to retire to the bedroom, we left the DVD running and I fucked her to a hot and sweaty, blubbering mess.
The locker room scene from ‘Switch Hitters’, in my opinion, to this day, it is the greatest sex scene ever filmed for an adult movie. The rest of ‘Switch Hitters’ is forgettable garbage, and my wife has not asked about finishing the movie from where we left off four years ago. When the subject comes up she wants to jump right to the locker room scene because it is the single one that matters.
I look back a lot on ‘Switch Hitters’ because it was the thing which opened my personal closet at least a crack. It gave me the understanding that men could be bisexual as well as women, and that was okay. Just that locker room scene helped me to begin heading down a long road, slowly coming to terms with who and what i’m. It has also given lots inspiration to my own works. A scene, not an entire movie, but just a scene, no more than ten minutes in length. It changed my life, it inspired me, and it has also lead to some of the freshest monkey wild sex between me and the affection of my life.
THE END
