Julian LeMont

Living in Hotel rooms can get lonely – most traveling for a living will attest to that. And most would agree it is by far more comforting to have a nice warm body to snuggle up with. And whenever that nice warm body happens to be a sexy young hung stud – even better! So I have made it a point to try to spend as few lonely nights as possible and savor local culture everywhere to the max. Yet often, it may not be quite as easy to have a sexy someone come and stay over, as hotel staff may be rather vigilant or the lobby may be full of unwanted elements and obstacles en route to our coital overnight bliss. It does take some ingenuity at times to smuggle in that hot local stud – but the rewards are priceless – encounter, engagement and exchange of the best human variety.

Before I made Budapest, Hungary my home, I very often stayed at hotels there, often adding many extra nights on my own, as I enjoyed the laid-back nature of the city, not to mention the passionate hospitality of the Hung-arians. I already had a bit of reputation at some of our standard hotels, as staff smiled at me in a combination of disbelief, envy and bewilderment at the parade of handsome local studs walking in and out of my hotel rooms there. Mind you, they were very often the same guys on repeated visits, as I did and still do enjoy personally enriching encounters apart from the obvious snuggling skills of my overnight guests.

On some occasions, however, hotel staff were far less supportive or tolerant, and smuggling dates into my room turned out somewhat more tricky. I vividly recall my wonderful young Czech boyfriend FILIP I was dating for quite some time, and trying to smuggle him into the Mövenpick hotel in Prague’s Smichov district. The hotel consists of two parts, with the up-scale business section located on a hill connected to the main building by a cable car. Often the wait at the cable car may be long, and guests using it may be observed on both ends by other visitors and staff alike -not a good combination for date smuggle. We finally managed to have Filip stay with me every night by dressing him up in similar clothes as the restaurant wait staff – making him look like a waiter on room service delivery – when all he delivered to me was his fantastic huge throbbing Czech cock – and a marvelous series of passionate nights together. The role play really turned us on too – when he knocked on the door and said “room service” and I opened wearing nothing but a skimpy towel. The Czech hotel porn scenario could not have been more complete.

Another time, my studly Russian friend MAX wanted to overnight with me at my hotel in Berlin, where he studied at the university, but the reception happened to be right next to the elevators and the room key card must be used to activate them. So we had him deliver a Pizza and I went down to meet him without raising suspicion. The lobby was teaming with guests that I did NOT want to bump into -. so the set-up was perfect. This was by far one of the hottest and potentially riskiest hotel room maneuvers- as we got to my room, we tossed the pizza into a corner and ripped each other’s clothes off. Max had the stature of a Russian gymnast with a muscular defined upper body, gorgeous butt cheeks and a perfectly-sized thick uncut cock. So much more handsome and personable than any picture could ever capture, he embarked with me on a night to remember. We wound up munching on the lukewarm pizza at some time around 2:30 am, when all the passionate sex got us hungry. There are few guys that inspire true versatility in us – we always tend towards one side or another – but with the right stud and the greatest amount of personal liking and physical attraction, we can be genuinely versatile all the way. It is a reliable indicator of the perfect match.

So Smuggle & Snuggle has been my life in Hotelandia – and I never look at another empty hotel room with sadness or solitude – I see it as a great opportunity to smuggle another sexy, sweet and personable local stud into my room, right to my bed and into my life.