The Kuba Whirlwind

Kuba was a Czech boy that Marek brought to my window one day. He’d been homeless at the station before that. He stayed in my flat for a couple weeks, and we fucked around a lot.

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Czech rent boy

Meet Kuba

My new rent-boy flatmate either found a cheaper place or one better suited to his orientation, whatever that might turn out to be. I was going to ask him to…

Finished with Marek

At least that’s what I told him about ten minutes ago. In response to his taunting me with this: “Oh GB, don’t cry. Don’t cry.” Please don’t think I was…

Kuba checks out Pinocchio

He didn’t like it. He liked the music at first, which featured Paul van Dyk and other music I only vaguely recognized, but once the DJ settled in and started…

Kuba quizzes me on character

Kuba went down a list of punters at der Bahnhof

Coitus interruptus

Vasile came into the flat about an hour ago while Kuba and I were having sex, the sort of sex we’ve been having where rough-housing — and I do mean rough —…

Kuba called me a cunt

So I threw him out. Kuba had been behaving strangely yesterday, beginning with a small beer-drinking session we had with Vasile’s Irish girlfriend. She and Vasile had had a big…

Wide open

The first thing I noticed was that the door to my room was busted. I’d already kicked out a third of it during a violent tirade against Bryan, leaving it in woody…

Over before it began

I don’t expect him to come back. Kuba, that is. But if he does, I’ll be more or less happy about it. He told me he would, with earnest, wide-eyed…

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