Julian LeMont

Czech boys have always ranked among my favorites. For years, I have been basking in their unrelenting model-type beauty while walking around local Prague neighborhoods such as Smichov or Chodov during my many visits to the Czech Republic. Their shameful good looks and the open mind of the new generations following the collapse of communism have made the Czech lands a hotbed for homoeroticism, liberal views of same-sex love, and a great venue for seeking sexual and cultural fulfillment.

My attraction for the Czech grew even further when I discovered and registered for the local gay dating portal www.iboys.cz – the overload of beauty and hormones was tangible in almost every profile, and I increasingly managed to write entire phrases in Czech in an effort to communicate with my new potential mates. This is how I met Tomas – the total epitome of a sexy slavik boy – and just how I like them: slender, well-toned and with a face both boyishly innocent yet masculine, and equipped with a beautiful thick throbbing cock. Interestingly, what most fascinated me about Tomas was his air of innocence and ebullience, and he had among the most beautiful tender eyelashes I had ever seen on any human being. So needless to say, I fell entirely for my new Czech mate – and he seemed to feel the same. So over a period of several months with my many stays in the Czech capital, Tomas and I spent significant time together, enjoying each centimeter of each other’s body and giving each other maximum pleasure in the process. He did point out, however, he was “seeing someone on and off” and “things were tricky”, particularly regarding their living arrangements. Yet these confessions never seemed to keep us from touching and enjoying each other over many many weeks and months.

Matters turned considerably more complicated though, when modern text messaging became involved, which Tomas used to do preferably free of charge from Vodafone’s czech website www.vodafone.cz. And it was during that time that he seemed slightly “scattered”, trying to accommodate too much at once, that I received a sweet message from said website with him apologizing and cancelling one of our nights together. On the website it is necessary to enter the messenger’s return mobile number, and in this case it was a new one I did not recognize. Naturally assuming it was Tomas, I wrote back to that number and was surprised to find out it was someone else’s. In the course of several exchanges it turned out to be Tomas’ boyfriend – JIRI, who also uses vodafone.cz for text messaging and whose number was left on the website when Tomas wrote and forgot to change it.

JIRI seemed hardly surprised at his boyfriend’s escapades, and explained to me in Spanish, our mutual common language, that he too loves Tomas dearly and believes in his integrity, but that time and again, new secret details were emerging surrounding Tomas’ many other lovers, and also several gay porn activities. At first I was shocked, as innocent and wholesome as he always appeared to me, but increasingly the tides turned and I felt ever closer to JIRI and the newly emerging details regarding their rollercoaster, gay soap opera type of relationship. So after spending the third evening talking to Jiri over drinks at Valentino’s gay club in central Prague, we wound up spending the whole night together and I was yet able to find out that he too was stunningly gorgeous naked and was even more hung than Tomas. We felt strange doing it, but thought it was our right to enjoy each other in a sort of secret alliance against the ruses of his mysterious innocent-turned-porn star boyfriend.

Several months passed by until yet another one of my visits to Prague and I had been writing and communicating with both Jiri and Tomas following their mutual drama and infidelities. Jiri and I decided to fool Tomas by setting up a date and have Jiri walk in on us – it was arranged at their mutual apartment in the ZIZKOV area of Prague. I met Tomas at the Novy smichov shopping mall, more handsome, hot and wholesome looking than ever – he seemed stressed and rushed though, but assured me he had all night to spend with me. We took the tram over to Zizkov and went to their apartment with Tomas assuring me that Jiri was out of town visiting family. As soon as we were inside, we ripped each other’s clothes off and made up for months of lost time. But the passion seemed even greater with both of us knowing there were deep hidden secrets on both sides, secrets we were longing to uncover, learn about and move past. And then the main secret – JIRI- came walking right in the front door just as Tomas was inside of me watching each move in the living room mirror. Jiri tried to look surprised, and we thought a major fight would erupt between them. But Jiri’s familiarity to me gave us away and before we knew it, we started engaging in one dramatic, unprecedented threeway, the most intense I had experienced for years.

Just a few weeks prior to this Prague visit, I had rewatched the double penetration scene of OUT OF ATHENS and increasingly became curious as to what it would feel like. This was my best and most promising chance, as I climbed on top of slender Tomas, who started pounding from below, and JIRI then seized the moment to insert his huge czech cock above Tomas’ to make for one huge load of czech dumplings inside of me. Painful at first, I began to enjoy the friction of both cocks inside of me. Their movement was limited, but the mix of pain and pleasure was more intense than anything I had experienced before. And being so hopelessly at their mercy, I began to understand that the partners in crime in this whole scenario were actually Jiri and Tomas, who had carefully planned this from the very beginning to gain a maximum of pleasure for all three of us while giving me the double penetration I had longed for ever since setting eyes on both of them.