I lived for 5+ years in Prague among that beautiful city’s rent boys — drinking, fucking, pimping, and writing my heart out.
Then, they deported me. This is the full, untold story, Part Two.
Originally published between July 2005 and October 2008.
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Honestly, I prefer roughing it to living with rude, shiftless 20-something Czechs. MikiMiki was a tough, butch, lean, white Moravian Czech rent boy with an amazing ass. Like Pavel, he was a great kisser and would often… More is fine, although he doesn’t talk to me much until we’re out of the flat. He prefers …
I’ve spent three mildly uncomfortable but warm nights in Ondra’s, Miki’s friend’s, messy, dog-fleeced flat. Last night at the stationPrague’s main train station, where I spent a lot of time picking up boys., while I was waiting for Clint to make up his mind whether or not I should call MikiMiki was a tough, butch, …
I know I spend a lot of time delineating all the awful shit that happens to me and a lot of awful shit does happen. However, often something good happens to counterbalance it. Whenever I go broke there’s almost always someone there to buy me a meal without my even asking for it, whether it’s …
The most beautiful gypsy boy in the stationPrague’s main train station, where I spent a lot of time picking up boys. jacked off for ChrisChris was undoubtably my best friend among the sexpats in Prague. He was a 60-something antiques dealer who moved to Prague mostly to escape the… and me tonight. Or at least …
“Who’s that?” ChrisChris was undoubtably my best friend among the sexpats in Prague. He was a 60-something antiques dealer who moved to Prague mostly to escape the… asked me for what was probably the tenth time that evening during one of our many regular cruises of the stationPrague’s main train station, where I spent a lot …
That’s what Boston-boy Joey confided to me in PinocchioPinocchio Prague was my favorite of the mainstream rent-boy clubs in Prague, which really isn’t saying much since I could only rarely afford the prices…, with blond, cross-eyed Jakob on one arm and a Kahlua and soda in his other hand. “Well, Joey, I think that means …
“I didn’t go out for 4 months saving for this trip!” Read More »
I considered that a good sign. From outside the stinkier-of-the-two WCs in the stationPrague’s main train station, where I spent a lot of time picking up boys., I watched the boy try to persuade the fat babuška who tends the toilet to let him in for free. Despite how cute he was, she wasn’t having …
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