Night out at the baths

He had me all-hard all right and was using both his hands to pull and twist on me roughly, and his mouth and tongue to twirl and soften the suck. I was swaying backwards and forwards as he tugged on me for all he was worth. No lie: In no more than a minute or so, Vašek had yanked a nasty, loud, slightly painful, exhausting load out of my smarting, stinging dick.

I’m alive…

..and living in an ubytovna (the Czech version of a hostel), on the outskirts of Prague, populated 90% by Slovaks and Ukrainians — many temporary laborers and just plain poor folks — and, as far as I know, only two English speakers: Me and Eddie, Bob’s friend, and now mine. Rent for one month was …

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