Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2004 17:25:27 -0700 From: Z Subject: Turkish Delight 7 (M/M, M/b, Incest, Watersports) Disclaimer: The following story *maybe* fictitious; it depicts scenes of a sexual nature involving boys and men, some of whom may be related by blood or marriage. Further, it features raw and explicit sexual content including masturbation, oral and anal sex, lewd language and watersports. The characters depicted in this erotic story do not practice safe sex; the author implores all readers to follow their own instincts regarding this matter. The author does not advocate or condemn sex between adults and minors, he is a realist who recognises such things happen, however he in no way condones actions or behaviour, which may be illegal in your jurisdiction or physically or emotionally harmful. Not much sex in this chapter ... Turkish Delight - Seven As I walked into the shower room nude, my semi hard cock still bobbing about, I looked at myself in the mirror. "Fucking hell!" I said to myself, "I've just had my cock in the arse of a kid almost young enough to be my own grandson!" I idly scratched my nuts as I chuckled, what a great holiday I was going to have. I flipped on the shower and set the temperature to medium, I literally stank not only of my own sweat, but also of the unmistakable aroma of spunk and of course little boy. I ambled into the shower and luxuriated under the powerful jets of the cleansing water. Reaching for he hospitality soap, I lathered it in my hands under the flowing water and stepped back out of its reach. Caressing my own chest, I coated myself with the lather rubbing my hands under each armpit and over my neck. Straining to soap my own back (why aren't loofer's provided?) I took hold of the bar of soap again and proceeded to soap up my legs, running the suds up and down them. I then re-lathered my hands and reached around to soap my arse, rubbing my sudsy hands first over my hairy cheeks and then delving in to my crack. Right hand and left hand shoving into my trench and spreading the soap around. I fingered the suds into my hole and revelled in the sensations, had I had more time I would have spent a while pleasuring myself further. I then took the soap for a final time and proceeded to lather my big balls and my uncut cock. Pulling back my foreskin, I soaped the knob and cleaned my most prized possession. Stepping back under the flow of water, I rinsed my self off. Unhitching the showerhead from the pole, I squatted slightly and held the showerhead through my legs, spraying the warm water up and into my arse, delighting in the sensations. I used the showerhead to then rinse of my cock and nuts, pulling back my foreskin once again to clean it off soap. Retrieving the soap for a final time, I rubbed it into my hair and washed that off under the shower. Turning off the shower, I sought a towel and stepped out of the cubicle. Walking to the bedroom, I retrieved my holdall and located some suntan lotion, next I picked up my case and unlocked it, finding a pair of blue addidas shorts and a matching vest. Throwing these onto the bed, I continued to dry myself. Satisfied I was completely dry, I reached for the suntan lotion and spread a liberal amount on my hands and rubbed them together. I covered first my right and then my left leg, then repeating the process, I covered both arms and my shoulders and the back of my neck. As I waited for this to dry slightly, I used the towel to wipe off my hands. Wandering out into the lounge area, I walked to the patio doors. I was shocked to see a lad of about four, maybe five years old on my patio looking for a ball. As I watched him oblivious to the fact that I could see him, he found his ball and turned around. Seeing me in all my naked glory, he gasped and then giggled. Climbing over the small balustrade he was gone, back to the pool I assumed. Satisfied that the suntan lotion had indeed dried sufficiently, I went back into the bedroom and tugged on my shorts and then pulled my vest over my head. Seeking a pair of addidas flip-flops from my case I slipped these on too. Walking back into the shower I had only to brush my teeth, having at last found my toilet bag, having dumped it in there earlier. I brushed my teeth and switched off the light. I walked to the patio door and was once again shocked to see the same kid on my patio. "Hiya!" I said, "what can I do for you?" "My ball landed in here, sorry!" he giggled and once again clambered over the balustrade. He was red-haired and had millions of tiny freckles over his bare shoulders, his parents had thoughtfully put him in 'proper' swimming trunks and he had the tiniest little bulge and what looked to be a pert little arse, his legs were reddened from catching the sun, I'd have to keep my eye out for him I thought as I closed the patio door and drew the curtain to shut out the intense sunlight. Looking around, I discovered the remote control for the air conditioning unit that Sevlin had brought earlier. Mindful of the extreme temperatures in Turkey, I set the air con unit to 16o Celsius, its lowest setting. Next I retrieved my apartment key and found my wallet, Taking out several million Lire (crazy money!) I locked this in the safe and stood out to the door. I returned to my holdall and took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, striding to the door I reminded myself, "wallet - check, key - check!" Satisfied I had everything, I opened the door onto the all embracing heat and walked out of my apartment. Within less than twenty steps, I was stood outside Ben and Sarah's apartment. Sarah was standing there with Anita and they were with Ryan, Kyle, Dale and Chloe. "Hiya! Had a bit of nap and a shower have you love?" asked Sarah in her over-friendly way, "yes, I needed to freshen up!" I answered, only half lying. "Ben's still in there now" she added and nodded towards the door. "My Steve's the same, vain too!" agreed Anita. As I glanced at Ben and Sarah's open apartment door, I made eye contact with little Kyle. He smiled at me and sort of dipped his eyes and then continued playing whatever game it was that the three eldest kids had been playing. "Looks like their getting on well?" I asked of the two wives and they both agreed. "Hi-ho!" shouted Steve as he came out of his apartment, he looked hot in his tight white soccer shorts and a gym vest, he was well oiled and looked hot as hell. "Who are we waiting for then?" he asked, "Mr. Vain!" chided Sarah as she nodded her head in the direction of their apartment, up the stairs. "Why don't you girls go on ahead and us men will wait for Ben?" Steve suggested to Anita, "we'll meet you by the bar" he added. "Don't think you are going to be in that bar the whole time Steve, I want to get some sun by the pool!" Anita told him. "Better still then love, why don't you three girls go search for some sunbeds and umbrellas and we'll seek refreshments to bring over to you?" Steve said. Sarah and Anita exchanged glances and picked up their bags (no doubt containing towels and lotions and magazines) "don't be long!" Anita scowled as Steve, "and tell his Lordship to hurry up in future!" Sarah added as they and Chloe headed for the pool. As soon as his mother had gone, Ryan flew at his father and threw his arms round his waist; His head was only inches above Steve's waistband. "Can I stay with you dad. can I?" asked the boy, "of course you can, but you'll want to spend some time in the pool Ry and you'll need to keep your brother company too" Steve informed his eldest boy. Little Dale was smothered in thick suntan cream and his head was covered with a hat, he wore flip-flops and red and white shorts and a matching tee-shirt. He was sat contentedly in a baby buggy and a parasol shielded him from the intense sun. Kyle stood almost forlornly alone, I wandered up to him and asked, "enjoying yourself so far mate?" Looking into my eyes, he nodded and a big grin spread over his face. He was wearing a white England football shirt a matching baseball cap and white shorts, he too had on flip-flops. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I whispered in his ear, "our little secret Kyle, no one needs to know!" I pushed my crotch into the small of his back and kneaded his shoulders slightly. Just then, the apartment on the second floor closed and Ben traversed the steps two at a time, he was whistling. "You took your fucking time!" Steve laughed and we all turned to look at him, his fair hair was slicked back and he wore an outfit that matched his son's entirely. "Gotta make myself look smart guys!" he winked as he joined us. "Smart is the word!" I winked back at him, "like father like son!" Ben smiled broadly at the compliment and put his arm over his sons shoulder. Steve grinned widely, grabbing hold of the buggy, he released the brake and we all strolled off, we chatted about the pool and the heat and debated whether the lager would be like "cat's or gnat's piss!" as we headed towards the bar. Passing the women and Chloe, who had located some loungers under a parasol, we entered the bar. "First rounds on me!" I said and wandered off to the bar as Ben, Steve and the boys sought some seats. The young barman wore the regulation tight black trousers and a crisp white shirt. He was studly and handsome with it; I ordered three pints of lager and soft drinks for the boys. Steve yelled across, "get some long ones for the women will you Dar?" and I ordered them both Vodka's and Coke. The barman told me to take my seat and he would bring the drinks over. I re-joined Ben and Steve who had acquired a large round table, I sat between both men and I noticed Kyle and Ryan had wandered off to play arcade games. Dale was nodding off in the buggy. The barman brought our drinks over, "what do they call you then?" asked Steve, "eh?" the barman questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Your name, what's your name?" Steve clarified, "oh, it is Omar!" he responded, holding out his hand Steve said "names Steve, this here is Darryl and the ugly fucker is Ben!" Omar grasped Steve's hand firmly and shook it rigorously. "Darryl is a friend of Sev, the guy in reception. Pretty good friends!" Steve informed him and Omar's eyes widened, "Sevlin? He too is my friend, we friends also?" Omar responded. "Any friend of Sev's is a friend of mine!" I said and held out my hand, Omar shook my hand as he did with Steve and then grasped Ben's outstretched hand and made acquaintance with him. "Could you take the Vodka and Coke's and a glass of orange out to the ladies under the blue parasol please?" Ben asked Omar, and doing as he was asked, he turned to leave. "Hang on there fella, you forgot your tip!" Said Steve holding out a note, Omar took it and thanked him, "plenty more where that came from O, don't worry about that!" Steve said and winked at him. "I could think of a few other tips he could have!" I laughed and Ben and Steve laughed too. "Well the boys are getting on OK" Ben said as he raised his pint to his lips, "aye, aye that they are!" said Steve, "my boy loves to make friends Ben, he really does. He's a friendly chap just like his dad!" Steve continued, "hey listen to us talking 'bout our kids!" Steve went on, "we'll be boring the arse of poor old Darryl!" and with that the big Scot slapped my leg playfully. "Oww!" I mock yelled and dug the guy in the ribs, "anyway's call me Daz, all my friend's do" I told him. "Daz eh?" said Ben, "Daz it is!" agreed Steve. Just then Kyle and Ryan ran over to the table, "can we have some more coins please?" asked Ryan. Steve sought out his wallet and spread a handful of notes on the table, "go and ask O at the bar for some change Ry, and you make sure you are nice to him!" his father said giving him some of the notes to be changed, as Ryan turned to leave his dad playfully tapped his arse. "Here we go Kyle" Steve said to Ben's lad, "Some for you too!" Kyle looked at Steve and a little smile spread across his face, "thanks Steve!" he said holding out his hand. As Steve handed the notes to the boy, he pulled him to him and playfully rubbed the top of his head with his knuckles. Kyle giggled but didn't pull away from Steve; his father looked on and laughed too. "He's a playful kid our Kyle!" said Ben, if only he knew how playful I thought! "Handsome too, like his dad!" said Steve and raised his pint once again to his lips. As Kyle turned on his heel to join Ryan, who was now deep in conversation with Omar at the bar, his father watched him walk off. Steve looked at me, licked his lips and winked. I took a swig of my drink and said, "so when are we going to have some male only fun then?" to Ben. He looked around nervously, "no one knows what we're talking about man!" said Steve, "just relax." "Thing is, where can we go to?" asked Ben, still looking around. "Mmm, well I have an apartment all to myself!" I deadpanned and laughed. "Duh!" mocked Steve. Ben laughed then and took a large gulp of his beer. From the corner of my eye, I noticed that Kyle was busily playing the machines but Ryan was nowhere to be seen and neither was Omar. Ben said that he needed to take a piss and wandered off, as he went past his boy he ruffled his hair. I looked at Steve and asked him where he thought Ryan had gone, "he's probably making friends with O, I did tell him to be nice to him!" Steve said and grinned. "Fucking hell man, you OK with him playing about?" I asked, "of course I am, he loves guys man fucking loves 'em!" said Steve, "he's told me that he wants to be with men all his life, he's probably gay!" he continued. "Come off it, he can't possibly know if he's gay and besides how long have you been messing with him?" I asked. "When he was a wee 'un, I used to take him in the bath with me and one day he wanted to touch my cock, so I let him. It kind of went from there, I guess he was about three!" Steve informed me. "Fucking hell man!" was all I could say. "It was a hot scene earlier with Kyle wasn't it?" asked Steve, "too right man, he just saw me wanking and it went from there!" I said. "Do you reckon his dad's playing with him?" I wandered aloud, "Nah don't think so" said Steve, "but we know he likes other guys, 'cos you got it on with him in the airport, so there is hope!" We chatted some more about Steve's wife Anita and his relationship with her, Steve told me that this holiday was "make or break time" for his marriage due to the fact that they hadn't been getting on since Dale was born. Ben joined us at the tale end of the conversation and said "women eh? Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em!" He told us that him and Sarah had an OK marriage but that it had been a mistake to marry in the first place. Sarah had, apparently gotten "knocked up with Kyle" leaving Ben no option but to marry her seeing as her father was his boss. "The kids are the only good thing to come out of my marriage really," he added forlornly. I noticed that all our pints were empty and collected them up and went to the bar, leaving Ben and Steve no doubt complaining about their wives. I figured that Ben and Sarah were possibly in a pretty sexless marriage and that Steve probably didn't care if his ended, so long as he kept Ryan. Kyle was still playing the arcade game and as I approached the bar, he turned around and smiled at me. "OK big fella?" I asked, he lowered his eyes and said, "yeah, thanks!" and then casually shoved his hand into his shorts! The rear of the bar was deserted and I asked Kyle where Ryan had gone. "Um, I think he was helping the man out!" he said. Looking over to where Steve and Ben were sat, I noticed they were deep in conversation; Steve had his hand on Ben's knee. Leaving the pint glasses on the bar, I grabbed my crotch. "Gotta go to the loo!" I said to Kyle. Walking off past the boy, I entered the toilets. I immediately sensed there was someone in there, the layout was pretty straightforward with a bank of six urinals opposite were three stalls and there were two wash hand basins. I took the urinal at the end, which was opposite the end stall. I cleared my throat to allow whoever was in there to know I was there and pulled out my cock and began to piss. The outer door of the toilet opened and in walked Kyle, as I stood there with my cock in my hand pissing freely, he came and stood next to me. "Alright little buddy?" I asked him and he nodded, he was mesmerised watching me piss. I turned slightly and allowed him a better view, my cock thickening slightly in my hand. "Not gonna have a wee then?" I asked him, he shook his head no. I finished up and shook off my dick dramatically. Before I could get my piece back in my shorts he was gone! As I was heading for the door, I decided not to wash my hands, I heard the distinct and unmistakeable moan of a guy cumming, turning around I walked two or three steps back and heard the 'gulping' sound I'd heard yesterday in the airport. "Sagol! Sagol!" I heard Omar whisper in Turkish as I smiled and walked out. I wandered past Kyle and he was busy on the games, "you like what you saw just now Kyle?" I asked him, "um, yeah!" he whispered and glanced towards his dad, "see you later maybe?" I said and rejoined Steve and Ben. Just then Omar entered the bar and quickly took the empty pints I'd left there and refilled fresh ones. Bringing them over on the tray, he smiled broadly. Steve offered up some cash, "no please! These is on the house!" Omar said and handed us all our pints. "You sir, are a gentleman and a scholar!" said Steve and raised his glass to the barman. I noticed that Ryan had now rejoined Kyle by the gaming machines and they were deep in conversation. Omar left us and Ben said, "hope he gives us as good head as he puts on our pints!" and we all laughed. Ryan came over and ran into his dad's arms, lifting the boy up onto his lap; Steve kissed him on the lips. Ryan mock protested and Steve said "there's nothing wrong with showing your boy affection is there guys?" to Ben and I. "Not at all!" said Ben and I responded likewise. Ryan jumped out of his dad's lap and ran back to where Kyle was playing. A few other holidaymakers came into the bar and we all nodded. Steve drained his pint and said that he was off to "catch some rays", pushing the buggy with his youngest boy fast asleep, he asked Kyle and Ryan if they wanted a dip in the pool. Nodding excitedly both said "yes" and ran ahead of Steve. "See you pair in an hour or so!" he shouted and disappeared. "And then there were two!" I said, "wanna go and play?" I asked Ben. He told me that I had better go on ahead to my apartment and that he would join me in about ten minutes. Supping the last of my drink, I stood and walked out. Admiring some of the guys as I did so.