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Greetings from Budapest
October 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment
I mentioned earlier that I was flown to Bratislava, Slovakia this past weekend by Bel Ami‘s George Duroy for a three-week writing assignment. You may know that the company now films a great deal of content from an office in Budapest, Hungary (about two hours from Bratislava, straight down the freeway). Mr. Duroy had business in Budapest today and tomorrow, and last night decided I should accompany him. So here I sit, in a small bed-and-breakfast right in the heart of Budapest, blogging before I met the Bel Ami crew for dinner. This particular building, from the outside, is crumbling and spooky, like Dracula’s slacker kid brother’s castle, but the interior is fresh, clean and well-lit. My guide told me a lot of Budapest buildings bear this effect. When we arrived this morning, rising star Kris Evans [pictured, left, with Dolph Lambert] was just finishing up a scene with the painfully beautiful Jean Daniel Chagall [right], who is tall and lean, with smooth, soft skin and a bubble butt so high and tight you want weep. In between takes Mr. Evans, well over six feet of grade-A beef, strolled over and inadvertently stuck out a hand that was slick with lube. Oops. His still-swollen cock swung back and forth like a crane. After they had wrapped and showered, Mr. Chagall exclaimed that his chest had been white with cum and that Evans must be a firefighter in real life because his cock was like a hose that wouldn’t stop spurting. The story was even funnier because he speaks only Czech, while Mr. Evans speaks only Hungarian, so the translator had to relay the story from one language to another, and then to Mr. Duroy (who speaks Czech and Slovak, among other languages, but not Hungarian), who translated, a third time, into English for me. It was one of those surreal, only-in-porn moments. And how was your evening?
