Date: Sat, 19 May 2007 08:16:31 -0400 (EDT)
From: Herb Cat <herb_cat@lycos.com>
Subject: Rip Folder: Around the World 8 Prague

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"Where we going now, Malgum?"

"We're going to the Czech Republic."

"Dat's where Garel lives!!"

"You're right, Pepito, I forgot that. That was three countries ago. You
have a good memory."

"Wow, Malcolm, maybe we can see him. I got his address."

"Well, probably not, Juan. He's a busy movie star. The studio could be
sending him anywhere."

"Can we please call him and see?"

"Sure, there's no harm in calling, I guess."

"Yippee!!"

"I bet you'd like to get his cock in your mouth again, wouldn't you?"

"Hehe, or somewhere else maybe."

"Juan, you naughty boy."

"How soon we going to be there, Malcolm?"

"Well, Bruce said Prague is about 150 kilometers from his home."

"Wait, wait, let me get my notebook. OK, 150, um, um, shit, that's only
93 miles. We'll be there in no time!!" In his head, Juan again pictured
the pleasure bed back in Brussels, but this time he saw himself with
Karel on it. He started to sing, "Karel's gonna fuck me, Karel's gonna
fuck me."

Maria spoke up. "Honestly, you boys. Cocks. Cocks. Cocks. That's all you
ever think about. There's more to life than getting laid. Right, Malcolm?
Oh, why am I asking you? You're as bad as they are. For the next few
miles, why don't we just look out the window and enjoy this beautiful
scenery." Just then they drove into a long new tunnel near the
German-Czech border, and everyone laughed. "I just can't win! I'm
outnumbered."

.oOo.

The family checked into a double room at the Hotel Josef, and learned
that breakfast was included. Juan made a phone call to Karel and left a
message on his machine. Then Malcolm, after giving Juan a quick fuck in
the ass and Pepito a quick fuck in the mouth, set out with his charges to
explore the city. By chance they hopped on "The Nostalgic Tram" (Historic
Tram no. 91) and thereby got a wonderful overview of the entire city.
They made notes of places they wanted to return to. For lunch, they found
a great little restaurant at the Motel Edison, where they got their first
taste of Czech cuisine.

When they got back to the hotel, there was a message from Karel. He had
finished the shooting for "Young Muscles in Brussels" and was home in
Prague for a while. He had to go out that evening, but would stop by the
hotel around 8 to see if they were available for a visit. Juan was all
giggly at the prospect of once more seeing his movie hero. They ordered a
pizza sent up to the room, but Juan was too nervous to eat much. Around
7:30, he took a shower like he was preparing for a date. Precisely at 8,
the front desk called to ask if they should send Mr. Jirka up. Maria,
Malcolm and Pepito let Juan answer the door by himself. There was this
handsome hunk in living splendor, up close and personal. "Hi there, how's
my little fluffer?"

Karel came in and plopped down on the sofa with his arm around Juan,
while the rest of the family sat in chairs. He asked where they had been
since Brussels and what they had done. Pepito did most of the talking.
Maria thought Karel was a model teenager. He made stimulating
conversation, seemed genuinely interested in these guests in his city,
and except for the fact that he kept one hand inside his pants, he
behaved like a perfect gentleman.

He asked what their plans were for the next day, and Malcolm showed them
the list they had written on the tram. Karel asked if they would like him
to come along as a guide, and Juan practically passed out. Maria thanked
him profusely.

"Say, Karel, with all our gabbing, Juan hasn't had a chance to talk to
you. There was a show on TV tonight I wanted Pepito to see," Malcolm
lied. "So why don't you take Juan into the other room where you can talk
in private. Stay as long as you want; Maria, Pepito and I will probably
turn in soon."

Pepito was totally confused. He thought the other room was for his mother
like at all the other hotels. But Maria knew what Malcolm was doing and
kept Pepito hushed. Juan kissed his mother good night, went into the next
room with Karel and closed the door. Malcolm said he'd sleep on the couch
with Pepito, and hoped Maria wouldn't be too disturbed by their snoring
or any other noises they might make. They did turn on the TV to muffle
any sounds coming from the next room and the talk show in a foreign
language was enough to put Pepito to sleep with Malcolm's cock in his
mouth. Maria wanted to stay awake, but she convinced herself that the
fine teenager could be trusted with her oldest child.

Indeed, once they shut the door, Karel and Juan got down to work.
Kissing, they took each other's clothes off, sprawled on the bed and
69'ed. Juan whispered that a boy in Dresden had taught him something new.
Karel turned over to let Juan dry fuck him. Karel moaned in feigned
pleasure. Then he reversed positions and gave Juan the real thing. Juan's
dream had come true. He was getting fucked by a real honest-to-goodness
porn star. How lucky could an eleven-year old from Minnesota get? After
Karel left about 2 AM, Juan lay on the bed, running his fingers along his
ass and then sucking the precious star spunk from them. If he never woke
up again, he would have died happy.

Down in the dining room, for breakfast the next morning, Maria was the
only one bright and wide-eyed. Some horny six-year old had woken Malcolm
up at an ungodly hour with a blow job. "So, Juan, did you and Señor
Karel have a good visit? I didn't hear you talking much. I hope you were
nice to him."

"Yes, Mama, I was nice."

"I wonder if Señor Karel ever has sex except in the movies. Probably
not. He probably saves it for the camera. What do you think, Señor
Malcolm? I don't even know if he's old enough to have sex here." Maria
was smiling again.

Malcolm answered half annoyed, "In the Czech Republic, the age of consent
is only 15."

"Well, let's get a nice breakfast, niños. Juan's special friend will be
here soon to guide us today."

As Malcolm drove, Maria beside him, Karel sat in the back seat with the
boys. Their mutual masturbation didn't stop him from delivering a running
commentary on the city he loved: the Old Town Square, Wenceslas Square,
Charles Bridge, Powder Tower, and the State Opera.

"Did Julius Caesar gon-ger your country?"

"Gee, Julius Caesar? I don't know, Pepito."

"You bedder find out. He's my hero."

After stopping for lunch at one of Karel's favorite eateries, they headed
for Prazky hrad, Prague Castle. It took them all afternoon to tour this
amazing compound.

"Oh, this is beautiful," said Maria.

"This is the place we Czechs are most proud of."

"Look, Mama, there's another church. Wow, it's big."

"That's St. Vitus Cathedral. In the old times, that was where our kings
were crowned. Later I'll show you the crown jewels. Many famous Czech
people are buried there. Some day this week, you must come back here
before noon and watch the changing of the guard at the main gate."

"We done that when we was in London."

"No, ours is better. Now, how are your legs. You ready for some
climbing?" Karel led them up a long narrow spiral staircase in the Power
Tower. When the exhausted Americans finally reached the top, they could
look out over the entire castle. "Well, wasn't this view worth the
climb?"

Later, the boys discovered the Toy Museum inside the castle. "Jeepers,
even Hamley's didn't have this many toys! That's where I got Rascal. He's
my bear."

"You have a bear? I have a bear too!" Juan tried to picture his hunky
horny hero Karel sleeping with a teddy bear each night. "I named my bear
Medved."

"Dis is my bear." Pepito held Oso up to Karel. "He's Oso."

"That's a beautiful bear. May I hold him? I can tell your bear gets a lot
of love, because the fur is worn down in some places, like here in the
crotch."

"I fug him every night. He won't go to sleep unless I fug him."

"That's beautiful, Pepito. My Medved is the same way. Here, I think Oso
wants to be back in your arms. I'm sorry I can't stay with you any
longer, but it's Mama's birthday and the whole family is celebrating
tonight. I must go."

"Is your brudder going to be there?" Little Pepito remembered Karel had
an older brother in the business.

"Sure, of course."

"Is you gonna fug him? Hehe."

"You horny little boy, rohaty kluk. Well, sometimes there's no better way
to celebrate something than a good jebat."

"How old is your mama, Señor Jirka?"

"Let's see, she's 44, Maria." Malcolm gulped, realizing he was as old as
this man's mother.

"Well, Nashledanou. That means goodbye. I'll call you later in the week
when I know my schedule better."

"Nashledanou, Karel! Dekuji, thank you for everything."

.oOo.

Juan's blog
November 17 - Today we went to the mirror maze. It was in this building
that looked like an old castle. It was fun 'cause we couldn't figure out
how to get out. Hehe. All the paths were mirrors. We kept laughing and
getting lost.

Yesterday we took this boat ride and it brought us to the zoo. And then
we watched a puppet show. The show was The Yellow Submarine.

Is it getting cold back home? Maybe you guys will have snow for
Thanksgiving. By then we will be in sunny Italy. Hehe.

Juan

.oOo.

For their history lesson, Malcolm wanted to bring the boys to the Museum
of Communism, to see what life was like when Czechoslovakia was part of
the Soviet Union. They saw a schoolroom, and a room where the police
would make people confess, and even a store where the shelves were empty,
because that's how it was then. There were statues of Lenin and red
flags, and toys from the space race. Maria said, "You boys are very
fortunate to live in a free country. Freedom is something very precious.
You must work to keep it."

On Saturday, Karel invited the family to meet his family for a real home
style Czech supper. He came to the hotel to act as navigator through the
winding old streets. "Here we are! Mama can't wait to meet you. I told
her all about you. And Juan," he winked, "I told my brother all about
you. He can't wait either." Juan blushed.

Maria, typically gracious, turned to Karel's mother, "Dekuji, thank you
so much for inviting us. Gracias, Señora Jirka."

The mother looked quizzical, then laughed. Karel explained, "'Karel
Jirka' is just a made-up name the studio gave me. My real name Jan
Masaryk. But you can call him Karel. I'm used to that. Mama, Paní
Masaryk, is Beta. Papa here, Pan Masaryk, is Miklos, and my brother is
Radek Masaryk, but the studio called him Vilem Kamel."

Oso and Rascal also came along, wearing their Martini costumes. They
wanted to meet Medved. The three little bears spent the evening in the
living room exchanging bear gossip, no doubt telling embarrassing stories
about their owners' sexual proclivities.

The humans sat down to delicious meal of Roast pork, cabbage, and the
ubiquitous Knedlíky (boiled dumplings). Then Kolache for dessert.

Again, Maria extended the gratitude of all. "That was delicious, Beta.
Dekuji. Let me help you clean up the dishes. Please, I want to help."

While the ladies stayed in the kitchen to work and gossip, Karel led all
the males -- his father, brother, Malcolm, Juan and Pepito -- down to the
basement, where a family room was set up with the latest large screen TV.
"OK, everyone get comfortable and we can watch some movies. This one is
one of my brother's first films for BelAmi. In fact, it might be the
first porn film I ever saw. Papa, you think I'm right?" The movie
started, and everyone did indeed get comfortable, by gradually removing
their clothes and settling in for a good communal wank. A bowl of condoms
sat on the table beside several tubes of KY. No one needed to translate
the action on the screen. Even Pepito understood fully what was
happening. Soon he was sucking away on Malcolm, and then Juan began
sucking Karel, and the big brother Radek started sucking his father
Miklos. The cocksuckers moved from cock to cock and eventually all six
were taking turns getting and giving blow jobs. Pepito liked the way! old
Miklos tenderly suckled his tiny little nail. All different generations,
but all united in the pursuit of sexual satisfaction. Pepito was the
first to present his rear entrance for penetration, though only by his
eleven-year old brother's cumless tool. Malcolm made it a three-way by
entering Juan's ass while Juan fucked his brother. The other set of
brothers was also now fucking, Karel plowing into Radek who was busy
sucking his father. As soon as Juan finished taking Malcolm's spunk up
his lovely little ass, he turned to Karel, who quickly abandoned his
older brother for the sweet tender chicken meat. Miklos took over fucking
his oldest son and little Pepito laid down with Malcolm for a 69. But
Karel's star-quality jizz only made Juan hungry for more, so he got his
ass planted on to the Radek's cock, and later even old Miklos. He wasn't
about to waste the opportunity to get plowed by every turgid cock in the
room. If he couldn't make his own cum, then, fuck, he was go! ing to make
sure he gets as much as he can from others.

Exhausted, the men lay there while Karel put another film on the TV. "I
borrowed this from my friend Kasimir. I thought our guests would enjoy
it." "Mladíci" ("The Cubs") was the kind of film Malcolm knew about, but
would never dare keep in his house in the States. It showed men having
sex with boys 11, 10, 9, maybe younger, who cooed softly as they suckled
the adult cocks, and screamed giddily as they took them up their
assholes. There was nothing artificial or staged about the pleasure these
youngsters were having. It was genuine youthful delight.

When the film ended, the six males kissed one another, got dressed and
went upstairs.

"Did you boys have a good time down there?" Maria asked, a sly grin on
her face."

"Yeah, we watched some movies."