Prague of my dreams

The next day I left on a train very early in the morning for Prague. In Prague I was to stay longer because the object of my research was to see the great strides the country has made since the collapse of the Soviet Union. I had arranged through a gay apartment search to get an apartment that would be the prudent thing to do because a hotel would be much more costly and I would be able to have some meals at home. The apartment had everything you could possibly want, from pots and pans to dishes and silverware. There was one great big window that faced the street and you could sit there and see the world go by. It was bright and airy and conducive to doing work as well as suitable for entertaining. There was a very nice restaurant in the corner and all I had to do was go downstairs and eat. They had the most divine pastries and also hard liquor. I loved the place the minute I walked in. One added bonus: The waiters were young and real cute.
From my apartment I could see down into the street and there waiting for the bus or streetcar I could see there was this young guy and there was another one cruising him. The guy who was cruising him must have walked at least three times in front of him never taking his eyes off the dude. I thought I would investigate, put on my shoes and walked downstairs.
Sure enough, when I walked in front of him he looked and smiled at me. Then the one in the green shirt was on his fourth round and our eyes met. He cruised me also. Now I had the option of picking up either one or maybe even both. The guy on the bus bench got up, motion me and the other fellow with his head indicating he wanted us to follow him. We both followed him and entered a walled enclosure that seemed like an abandoned building and there we took all our clothes off and started to rim the guy who led us there. We would take turns; I would suck him some then go to his asshole, until we had him so crazy that he said something which I could not understand but the jest of it was that he wanted to get fucked.
The other fellow was the one who started and he should be able to fuck him without trouble as he was not so large. Then when he had him primed and relaxed, I penetrated him. This dude was going out of his mind. I pulled out my dick and was replaced right away and I moved in front to suck his very nice, uncut Czech cock. He blew his load when I started my technique and the guy fucking him did too. Now I was left in the cold, did not cum, one of the few times when I have had my mouth full of jizz and did not unload my gun. It is just as well, I thought, I plan on going out this evening to the baths.
Not so fast Richie, I went to dinner at the corner restaurant and there was the cute waiter I had my eyes on. He did not speak a word of English but I was able to communicate with him with my Italian. It seems that everyone in Prague speaks Italian. I asked him what time he was finished working and he said at eleven. Then I said that he should come upstairs for a nightcap before he went home. Guess what? He accepted! His name was Dobroslav and he was scrumptious, curly blond hair, green eyes and a slender yet muscular build. When I got him at the apartment and talked him into undressing, he just stood there and I thought I had the model that posed for Michelangelo when he sculpted the David; except that this dude had a much bigger and better cock. Oh, it was so pretty, real white and pink in the head.
I still did not know what was going to happen. Was he a top or a bottom? Not that it makes a big difference to me, I go from top to bottom without hesitation and I like to bottom if the guy really turns me on. This one did.
I went over as he was standing there and caressed his chest, his arms and his perfect abs. I got to his dick and it was twitching and oozing pre-cum. I had to taste his nipples and catch a little of the scent in his armpits. I am sure he smelled very manly. I licked his nipples and then his underarms…it was heaven, so much masculine musk, so pretty and blond!
Then Dobroslav grabbed me by my waist and brought me real close to him, planted a kiss and the kissing here is a little different, it is more tongue dancing. But hot nevertheless. I had to get to his dick, I could not stand it he was secreting so much pre-cum I hated for it to go to waste. So I dropped to my knees and pushed him on to the bed, now his cock was mine, hard and twitching, begging to be milked. Dobroslav was enjoying this tremendously, I gathered from what he told me in Italian that he really dug guys with black hair and the color of my skin. I guess in Prague I am a rarity.
Instead of going for my cock, Dobroslav turned me around and went for my ass. Here is the answer to my question, it is clear he is a top and he wants to fuck me. I bent over holding myself with my hands on the floor and he spread my ass cheeks and went on to invade my man pussy. Oh, shit, this was good; these Czechs know how to fuck. He had an undulating rhythm common of what you get on some blacks that only move their hips while the body remains completely motionless. I think it is downright sexy and I was watching him fuck me on the mirror that was on the corner of the bedroom. I noticed he was watching also. Dobroslav also had tremendous control. When he felt he was getting close, he would slow down; kiss my neck or my mouth sideways. One more time he started to pump his dong into me, this time when he slowed down to almost being still, he started to nibble on my right ear. Not only was I getting pleasure from the fuck, which was hitting my prostate just at the right angle, but now I was having goose bumps and his ear biting was sending electric impulses to every corner of my body. I knew I was toast, I was building up to a double whammy, I was having contractions in my ass canal and I was also about to blow my load, I could feel it building up and my balls were doing a dance, more like small pulsations.
As I was getting close to cumming on both ends, so was Dobroslav. He was giving me clues, like the heavier breathing, the moaning had doubled and was louder, until he exploded. I could feel the man essence irrigate my insides, it felt downright hot and it was also sort of quenching the thirst my asshole had. I then shot my wad. It was orgasms on both ends.
After all, this dude was so hot he sizzled. Dobroslav was so nice, he would bring me pastries, and one time he brought me a present: this puppet marionette that was adorable. He said that he wanted me to remember him when I saw it. It is now in one of my curio cabinets at my house in Eagle Pass.
On the bridge I met Ludovir and asked him if he would take my photo
The following day I went into the old section of town, it was my intention to take lots of photos, see the bridge and take in some of the local ambiance.
When you are gay and a sex addict like I am, your mind never stops thinking about sex. Every passing male is looked at trying to determine: Is he gay? Is he good looking enough to turn me on? I wonder what he looks like without clothes. Does he nave nice armpits? I wonder if he is hung.
On the bridge, I see this guy who could have been twenty or twenty three, good looking as hell, brown hair and eyes like a doe. He seemed to be built very well and showed one hell of a big bulge in his crotch coming through a very tight pair of jeans. He was maybe ten feet away and he looked my way. I had the perfect excuse: “Would you be so kind and take my picture showing Prague’s spires on the background?” Good, he understood me. Perhaps he speaks some English. “But of course, he said with a little British slant. I asked him before he took the photo: “are you English?” He answered, no, I am not, I was born in the Slovakian Republic studied in England for a year but I came here to finish my studies and remained. Now, that is an interesting twist. He told me he was doing his medicine internship. “Are you an American?” I said: “Sort of, I was born in the United States, so that makes me an American citizen but I am really of Mexican and Spanish descent”
I asked him his name, he said he was Ludomir and he was the youngest of eighteen children. Wow, now you talk about some serious fucking, his mom and dad must have done a lot of that. I asked him what year he was in, he said that he had finished at the University and now was doing his internship at a hospital in Prague.
Then he asked me if I was a tourist, I told him that I was a journalist on an assignment. He expressed his strong dislike for President Bush and was very opinionated about the Iraq war. Good, I thought he could give me some insight as to how the Slovaks think about all this. But I had to act fast, he seemed to be restless and about to leave in the opposite direction, then I had to ask him. Would you accept an invitation for a beer? The day was downright hot and we could go to some beer joint by the river, “Do you know of a good one?
Ludomir was a young doctor with delicious armpits and many other atribues
He said, as a matter of fact, I was there yesterday. They have folk dancing and it is on one of the riverboats. I guess he accepted the invitation. We walked alongside the Danube, which by the way is not blue at all but a very muddy brown and reached this boat that is permanently docked and serves as a restaurant and beer garden.
I was assessing the situation and taking inventory. I was trying to determine if he was gay and if he was a top or a bottom. Then after the first couple of beers I point blank asked him if he was gay. He said that he was bisexual. Good, so much for the curiosity, now I had to find out if he found me appealing, so I told him that I found him extremely handsome. He thanked me but that is all. Now I had to insist: “Do you think I am attractive? Or, let me put it this way: are you attracted to me? Ludomir just nodded, saying that he had been so busy with his studies and now being an intern did not leave much time for the pursuit of sexual activities. He then told me that it had been eight months since he last had sex. (With a woman)
I said to Ludomir: “We have to take care of that, would you like to come over to my place?” Sure he said, “Is it far? Because if it is we can go in my car” Just a few blocks from here. And he said that in that case he better leave the car where it is. Actually, we passed his car on the way to my apartment. Nice BMW, four doors and surely very expensive.
When we got to the top of the stairs, he was behind me and touched my ass. I thought that was daring but appreciated anyway, now he had broken the ice. Once inside the apartment my hands began to explore. I unzipped his pants and mine and grabbed his cock. He then grabbed mine and was astounded at the size. He said that was the biggest one he had seen. We sort of played a little with each other’s dicks and then I went down on him. His cock was above average in size and uncut. I guess that not having had sex in so many months makes you super horny so that I was sucking him for less than a minute when he shot his load. What a load that was! Imagine storing up all that semen, his balls must have been about to explode. Sweet and thick at first then more liquid and alkaline after.
Ludomir and I hit it off really well, we were compatible in so many ways. Ludomir stayed the night and we made love a couple of more times and then in the morning he had to leave for the hospital. He asked me what I was doing that evening and wanted to take me to dinner to a Slovensko restaurant where he knew the owners and I would sample some of the food. I agreed to go but only under the condition that he let me pay. No such thing, I was to be his guest and he needed to display Slovak hospitality.
He came back as agreed and I was ready to go. But he was not. He needed a shower and had brought some clothes to change into civilian clothes. Ludomir went into my shower and when he came out, naked as a jaybird was sporting a woody. I sucked him off to make him happy. I sucked him to make me happy. Making love to Ludomir was a dream come true.
The traditional meal included potato dumplings with sheep’s cheese and cabbage soup with sausages. It was scrumptious. All through dinner Ludomir was giving me history lessons of Slovakia, talking about his family and how I remind him of his oldest brother who is my age. His mother gave birth to three sets of twins and one set of quadruplets. He is the youngest of eighteen children and the only one left unmarried. His family is Roman Catholic but they are Hungarian and Slovak. Then I got the invitation. He was going in a couple of weeks to visit family as he was nearing his vacation at the hospital and he wanted me to come along. I of course was tickled pink, not only would I have some terrific sex but would get to visit a country and have a native tour guide. I would also get some material badly needed for my articles and I readily agreed with the condition that he allow me to share the expenses, after all, some of these would be assumed by the magazine.
The next week was one of Ludomir coming over almost every evening except when he had to stay at the hospital working. He slept at my apartment four out of the seven remaining days. And the day for the trip came. We drove south along the Danube and through some very beautiful territory. The border crossing was not difficult as the Czchek Republic and Slovakia maintain very close and warm relations. Ludomir clarified that the Slovaks tend to look at Czcheks as their cousins but the same is not true of the Czecks who view Slovaks as their poor and dummer cousins.

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Ricky Martin-I would live "la vida loca" for you.

Papi lindo, you are my papi siempre!

It was almost a year ago when Ricky Martin announced he was becoming a father, via a surrogate mother. Now, he's proudly showing the world some new images of his boys - Valentino and Matteo, who turned one this past August 6th.

Through his official Twitter account and his web site, the Puerto Rican singer posted the pics, showing him with the twins, playing on a beach in Miami as they enjoy the summer.

There are five images where the Latino singer lets his fans get a glimpse on how big the boys are getting...

This is not the first time he has posted images of his sons. A few weeks ago, through his Twitter page, he posted a picture of him giving a bath to one of the twins.
As you can see in the images, Valentino and Matteo are not identical twins. Martin has expressed that they each have their own distinct personality and they look quite different; Valentino resembles the singer and Matteo is blonde and has blue eyes.

Martin also assured his fans that in a couple of weeks he would give a sneak peek of the new music he's currently working on. He asked his fans if they would like his first single to be in English or Spanish, and whether they would be willing to hear the album in a classic vinyl LP format.

And the twins? Well, I think they are just adorable. His lover is no chopped liver either; I would like to know who is the bottom.












PHOTO SOURCES: http://www.celestrellas.com/2009/08/20/ricky-martin-twins/ http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2004/04/features/insider/041206/rmartin.jpg