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Gay paradise - kaiserbruendl

Vienna is beautiful. Pretty much so. But frankly, it's also kind of boring. But that was until I discovered kaiserbruendl.

kaiserbruendl is a gay sauna - wait let me rephrase that - it's way more than a gay sauna. It's a sort of a fantasy place actually - with a huge complex across many floors, splendid architecture, pillars, columns, paintings, an amazing restaraunt with fine dishes in front, and loads of hot guys. It's a dream setting to shag hot German (ok, Austrian - whatever) guys in. And I did end up having some AMAZING sex while I was there (and the guy at the entrance assumed I was under 23 and I got in cheap:)) - I know - I suck)

But the entire time I was there, (and was trying to memorize the layout - it's freaking huge and incredible and has everything in it! - including actual reading conservatories with two floor high ceilings), I kept telling myself I was so lucky to be gay to be a part of this. Truly a great experience. If you're in Veinna - definitely go to kaiserbruendl!

My only regret is that I was there on weekdays - so I missed seeing the bustle of the weekends - but whatever - will go back to Austria sometime. :)

Of Slovakians and Gypsies.

Ok. I'm back. And I've been traveling intensively since some time and intend to share about some of the bizarre experiences I've been having. So without further ado, let me begin from Slovakia.

So this was my first time there, in Bratislava. And it's pretty much a dump - should have not stayed there as long as I did plan to stay there. But anyhow - the sex was okay - and some of the Slovakian guys were hot.

In the midst of claiming that I'm still below 22 (I'm 27 now but they believe me:)) Now I've probably shagged every single nationality on Earth till now (okay - make that a half the nationalities on Earth - or maybe a fourth?) but I ended up having sex with a 'gypsy' this time which was probably a first for me. And darn - he gave me an amazing blow-job. (complete topic-change - but I HAVE to learn to give better blow jobs) Gypsies are of Indian origin aren't they?? - I think they claimed it themselves a few years ago. :)

Anyways - Bratislava is definitely not the Bel-Ami filled gay sex destination spot the New York times claimed it to be - but it is still very cheap. Visited Club Sauna Expert and Gay Club Apollon - and they're both meh. Go to Budapest or Berlin for sex.

Smitten !!

Sigh.

His name is Jakub Stefanov. Or Jakub Bandov. Or whatever other screen name he takes on. He's Czech. And he's FREAKING GORGEOUS. Sigh.

And I'm gonna stop salivating before my keyboard short-circuits on me. :(

Sigh !

Poppers! drugs! booze! bring it on?

And now since I do want to get back into slightly more active blogging of my sex life (and teach the little gays of India what I wish I had known when I was younger :D), and hope that someone gets something good out of it, I'll post another sleazy entry.

So what's with poppers? For people who are not aware of what they are, here's a primer -
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poppers

I mean, I was having sex with this Slovak dude recently, and he was totally into them. I've never taken them, and did not intend to take them, but he kept pressing them below my nose and asking me to inhale - till I finally got annoyed refusing and acted like I did inhale.

'First Indian dick in my mouth' he said gleefully after two more snorts.

'Not the first Slovak cock in mine' I retorted, before finally asking him - 'so what do poppers do for you?'

'Good for fucking. I like' he said in broken English.

So if you're looking for a moral in that story- please stop - there's none.

Or maybe there is one - if you don't wanna do drugs while having sex, and sometimes it get's difficult coz booze, drugs, and ciggies so easily tends to get clubbed with sex - especially anonymous sex - DON'T. if you really wanna try it, go ahead, but don't let anyone force you into something you don't wanna do :)

Back To Prague

Ok. So it's been almost 2 years since I last blogged. And now that I'm trying to come back to this blog, and after spending a lot of time trying to retrieve my username and pasword from google (yes google, it is me - please dont make me fill i another unreadable captcha :( ) I'm finally in. And then I find 300 emails of advertisements and link-exchanges and other blogs ' sites being advertised on my blog - NOT FUN!

I noticed my last post mentioning New Jersey (though actually, I was in New York the whole time) and I've moved again. But more of that later. I find myself back in Prague for a 2 week vacation and man! - the sex is awesome!

Back to Babylonia and Labyrinth - though they don't ask for my ID anymore, so I must look older. (awww :( ) And the czech guys are as hot as ever!

So anyways. I spent a good few months getting in shape and really stressing out on my body before coming to Prague. And then I met this beautiful yellow blonde, grey haired boy here - and suddenly it all seemed worth it. Much later, after some interesting stuff happened, and I realized that beautiful boy could speak English, I heard from him that he had looked at me and had considered me a rent-boy.

I was like - what do you mean?

He was like - well - you looked so young and your body is like, you know ... so I thought you were a rent boy.

Believe it or not - that's the sexiest thing I've heard in the last 2 years :)

More to come later!

Of Shaadi and bachelorhood .....

One of the problems of being ‘semi-out’ in Indian society, is the endless number of relatives who bug you about your impending marriage. (notice my use of the word impending?). And now I’m being bugged like hell for mine as well.

So my mom laughs and shrugs it off when anyone asks. (she dare not tell them about my, ahem, deviance. I’ve been given freedom to what I want but having the freedom to not hide myself doesn’t seem to be included.) So she laughs and says, he’s too young right now. Well she can continue using that excuse for a few moer years, but then dearest mom, you’ll have to come up with a new one.

So anyway, bugged with all this, I’ve decided to relocate for some time. So I’m moving to work in New Jersey. For a year or so. So let’s see what NJ holds in store for this semi-closeted eligible bachelor Indian…