Sebastian

I read an amazing statistic once.

Well, actually, of course, on sites like this one I read a lot of amazing statistics every week - usually about the supposed lengths of boys' dicks.

But I'm not referring to those right now.

No, the statistic I have is mind is about Americans - only about one in ten of whom, it seems, has a passport.

Even if that's not the correct figure, it's pretty certain that far fewer Americans than, say, Europeans travel outside their own national borders.

Now I know that all you Americans out there - and I guess that probably includes the majority of members of HMBoys.com - will immediately say (so please don't!) something along the lines of -

"Well, why should we ever need to go elsewhere? This is a great country. We've got everything here we need. And it's so darned big that you could spend your whole life travelling around it, seeing new places and still not getting bored."

Well, I guess all that is probably true.

But really, guys, if you follow that philosophy you're certainly missing out on some intriguing experiences in other parts of the world.

Which brings me on to my subject of the week - Eastern European dick.

Doncha' love it?

Well, millions of American gay men must do. After all, how otherwise do you explain the Bel Ami phenomenon?

We'd actually hired him as a guide to show us around some of the city's greatest tourist attractions - the Prague castle, the hilltop cathedral, the Charles Bridge…

As well as all the after-dark side of the city which attracts so many thousands of gay men every year...

But, assuming that we might be in need of a little more personal attention in a strange town, we'd also confirmed before booking him that Sebastian was able to offer the sort of services we like to have available on vacation if we need them.

And, Sebastian assured us by e-mail before we finally confirmed the booking, he was more than happy to meet our every requirement.

Rather than book into a hotel, we'd rented a large apartment - again via the internet.

His reaction, seemed pretty positive, I'd say!

Next our new guide insisted on giving the rest of the apartment's fixtures and fittings a thorough inspection.

And, as we had forewarned the boy that he'd probably be spending a fair bit of time in that apartment on his knees, he made sure that he was quite happy with the state of the rugs too.

We'd had it in mind when planning this holiday that we'd quite like to follow some of the activities outlined in those totally inspirational Bel Ami videos Personal Trainers.

Unfortunately this was the first point - and perhaps the only one - where Sebastian hadn't really prepared himself properly.

Not having seen the videos - they're out of the range of a Czech tourist guide's pocket, I'm afraid - he assumed that he was required to act as the more usual sort of personal trainer.

He'd even arranged to have all the necessary equipment delivered to the apartment…

But when we told him about the completely different sort of training that we were proposing to get from him - and, come to that, to give him - he took it all completely in his stride.

And then he showed us the equipment he proposed to use in that particular training regime.

We were very impressed with his foresight.

It appeared that he had exactly the right equipment we needed.

Perhaps, we decided, just on this particular vacation we wouldn't do quite so much sightseeing as we'd planned.

Indeed, on reflection the apartment was so pleasant in every respect that it was the sort of place in which you'd happily spend many, many hours.

After all, we wouldn't even need to go outside for refreshments when such delicious - and nutritional - soft drinks were immediately available on demand indoors.