So I was in Prague recently. The capital of the Czech republic is appropriately called ‘The gay porn capital of the world’. And boy, did I have a good time. I mean good ol’
Belami and the world’s most beautiful blue eyed blonde haired boys are there, right?!
And so I went to a few of the gay hotspots (
Valentino,
Babylon,
Termix and
the awesome Labrynth!) and after some initial eyebrows raised at my age (I was seriously annoyed when the entryman at Babylon asked me if I was sure I was 18 – “I’m 24 for God’s sake!” I had scowled! On secnd thought, i shouldn't have opened my big mouth - there were discounts for guys below 23) And I’m always happier with my clothes off, but anyways, I’m gonna spare you the ‘not-so-boring’ details coz this post isn’t about that. I was coming across too many guys in OPEN relationships (gay men’s terms for a ‘committed relationship’ in which both partners are allowed to fuck around as long as there is no emotional attachment), and I thought I was fine with the idea – as long as it was being implemented by someone else. So there I was in this threesome – great time, lots of action, good co-ordination and receiving pleasure that only one man can offer another (am sorry for using this line AJ). And after a mind blowing time, I was relaxing in the arms of 2 Czech men who could barely speak a word of English (I think one was a slovak – never use
Czechoslovakia in Prague after the separation– they’ll murder you), when it suddenly struck me that this three way had been very well, err, synchronized – much more than usual, and believe me, I know my way around threeways.
So I suddenly asked the 2 men. “Are you guys together?”
After much frantic signalling, they understood, and they replied in the affirmative – yes, they were together. Dear God, I had just done a couple!
Okay. It kind of turned me on. But then I discussed it with AJ back in India, and he put my hypocritical ass right where it belonged – in the gutter.
“You said you valued commitment!” he screamed at me over international calls. “I remember you would never do married guys! Then what’s all this nonsense?”
“But that’s different I wailed!” although I knew I was way into the redzone in this argument. “What I don’t like is lying and pretending. Both these guys are together and they’re fine with it. They’re not lying and cheating on one another. They are in an OPEN relationship.”
“Fine answer me this Saumi,” he retorted back. “How would you like it when you finally settle with someone? would you like to settle for an open relationship?”
I paused. For a long time. “No.” I gulped back as my stomach turned inside. “No.”
“Hmm.” was all AJ replied. Did I tell you how much I hate it when AJ ends the argument with Hmm? It means I’ve lost.
So anyways. So one day in Prague, I got some time away from my senseless anonymous fucking (actually, not all that senseless :D) and decided to ACTUALLY visit the city. And bumped into this couple – a German guy and an American guy – from Stuttgart, Germany. And they told me about having visited Labrynth.
“But aren’t you guys together?” I asked dripping of naivete.
“Ah, but we allow each other the pleasure of other men!” they replied.
“Does it work for you guys?” I questioned, purposely probing deeper into their personal lives.
“I guess it does.” They replied.
And no. I did not fuck the both of them. We simply parted ways after touring the city together for some time.
Hmm. So moral of the story – no moral. Or at least one subjective moral – let each one have his own point of view. However modern I might pretend to be, I do not have the stomach for an OPEN relationship for myself, but I guess I have no right to condemn others who have one either.
