Julian LeMont

Erotic and sexual fulfillment, the adult entertainment industry wants to make us believe, is a matter of instant gratification. We all know the plot lines and settings too well – pent-up sexual energies get released at the right moment involving the right players and venues. With its focus on graphic detail and instant effect, the end result is an ideal tale of erotic fulfillment and, if well choreographed, one of graphic cinematic perfection and to some extent, artistic beauty. Some of the most powerful real life stories of erotic desire and fulfillment, however, span a longer time line and thus do not lend themselves towards gay pornographic interpretation. They can be just as sexually intense, graphic, beautiful and overall even more rewarding and fulfilling. And as often the case with life-changing personal encounters, their impact lasts for a lifetime and their storyline ultimately defies closure, leaving open the possibility for yet further erotic and personal fulfillment at some point in the future.

The story of JAREK is a case in point – years ago when he was still young, living at home with his family in Bratislava, we had touched base, instantly liked each other and met for the first time on one of my many visits to the Slovak Capital with tour groups. The initial encounters with Jarek read like the script of Bel Ami movies, involving some of the very same venues even. The first time I set eyes on him while visiting Bratislava Castle with my group. He was leaning over the wall to watch the panorama of the Danube and high-rise buildings of the Petrzalka neighborhood below – a unique site of a communist-era legacy still visible today and with its own kind of stark beauty.

His own beauty stood out from far away- a slender, muscular, toned and astonishingly handsome Slovak stud in his early 20s, he looked like a Bel Ami model waiting for my arrival. I could hardly concentrate on my tour group and then chatted with him, making arrangements to talk more later, both at the SLAVIN war memorial – featured in an intense roller blading scene in one of Bel Ami’s early movies- and then later downtown in front of the Slovak National Theater. With each moment we spent together, our attraction grew further, leading to highly erotic exchanges of looks, gestures and words. We both knew it had to happen. While I had a few hours of free time in the inner city of Bratislava, we walked around, and when noone was near, strolled through the small cobble stone lanes hand in hand almost entirely unobserved by other pedestrians. When we reached a really remote part of the inner city and had not seen anyone for a few minutes, a small bay opened up in the back of 2 houses, Jarek pushed me in the corner and started ripping my clothes off and going down on me. The intense passion and highly erotic moment lasted for about 5 minutes during which we were able to explore each other to the max, until voices and steps could be heard nearby and we had to stop. That was the first and only time, I experienced JAREK in his home town Bratislava, as he then moved on to Prague, as so many gay Slovak boys tend to do, and embarked on a successful dancing career.

We stayed in touch during the time of his move, and about 9 months later when I came through Prague on one of my many travels, decided to meet again at PALMOVKA metro station near his apartment. The timing was perfect, as he was home alone and his boyfriend at the time was abroad for business. When we saw each other following this absence of several months, the attraction became even stronger. I basked in his strong now more independent and less boyish sex appeal. His body looked more muscular from the dancing and he wore only casual shorts with a tank top, revealing his hot torso and huge throbbing cock. Once at his apartment, we drank Czech BECHEROVKA, watched OCKO TV, czech music television, and before long, embarked on a long passionate night of love making, but without going for it all. I tend to be more introverted and take things as they come, usually happily playing along with whatever my partner feels comfortable with. And in this case, it was hot firy passion, our first night together and erotically highly rewarding following months of pent-up desire and longing. Yet there were more intense times in store for us yet to discover. We then showered together following several explosive orgasms, and slashed body lotion on each other afterwards, the scent of which I shall always associate with my Slovak hunk.

So I stayed with him the whole night, but even such moments of total bliss can have second thoughts and side effects, as I noticed him pensive and slightly resentful the next morning. When I asked him what the matter was, he started crying and said he hates cheating on his boyfriend (open or monogamous was something they had never talked about) and besides, is confused, as he also likes and sleeps with girls. I knew he was not rejecting me personally, as our attraction was tangible, real and powerful. So I decided to withdraw for a while to give him time to think, kissing him goodbye with the words that he should not be too hard on himself.

Another long period went by without us seeing each other. We both moved on, had boyfriends and lovers, his dance career took off in Prague, and I had been travelling more than ever. Yet we never forgot about each other, and occasionally touched base trying to arrange a reunion. It took us almost those 2 years however, until I happened to be once again in Prague around Christmas time, and he had just finished dancing in a show and was getting ready to leave for Slovakia to see his family for the holidays. Following dinner with some of the girls from his show, all over him being the hot Slovak stud he was with the dancer body, he branched off to see me at my Prague hotel, overlooking the VLTAVA river and Prague Castle with St. Vitus Cathedral illuminated at night. It was a magical, unforgettable moment, when after 2 years of not tasting his lips, licking his body and feeling his huge cock, we finally had a christmas celebration worth remembering for a lifetime. And this time, more assertive, sexual, masculine and studly as ever, we went on our most steamy and wild night of love making yet, licking every inch of each other’s muscular bodies and pounding each other passionately for hours. Finally, I felt his huge throbbing cock inside of me – leaving me begging for more – and feeling the effect of it for days as a pleasant soreness in my rear – a great christmas gift and reminder.

The following year, we saw each other once again in Prague with the same passion, desire, attraction and fulfillment, but he then opened up to me and said he was getting ready to move to London – as he does not see any future for his dancing career in Prague. I knew this meant losing him for good – and I also knew instantly he would be able to make it big in London, as he was stunningly beautiful and highly talented as a dancer. Since then I have been on the sidelines following his whereabouts, success and tribulations from a distance in an erotic story that still lacks true closure. In this ongoing scenario I feel attraction and erotic love with a touch of longing for the unattainable, yet can truly feel blessed and grateful for such intense moments of true Bi Boy bliss over such a long period of time with one of the hottest Slovak studs ever on this planet. So unlike what most porn movies like to suggest, true erotic longing and fulfillment, I learnt, is not a matter of instant gratification, but takes time to build, develop, mature and play itself out resulting in unique memories of a lifetime.