Date: Mon, 16 Aug 2004 17:30:48 -0700
From: Z
Subject: Turkish Delight 9 (M/M, M/b, Incest, Watersports)

Disclaimer: The following story *IS* fiction it categorically never
happened, honest; 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.

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Turkish Delight - Nine

After our hot session of fucking, sucking, rimming and piss play, Ben and I
showered and had great fun re-applying suntan lotion to each other; he then
left to rejoin his family.  I decided to go and have a stroll around, scope
out the area and maybe get a bite to eat.  As I wandered in the opposite
direction of the pool, passing lots of apartments that looked the same I
came to a road.  I decided to follow the road and within about five
minutes, the dusty track turned out on to a main road with lots of small
shops, bars, café's and restaurants.  It was hot and I decided to head into
a bar a get a cold beer.  Although busy, the bar was by no means full.  I
took a seat in a corner of the bar that was thankfully air-conditioned and
within a few minutes, an average looking but well-built Turkish guy came to
take my order.  I ordered a beer and relaxed.  Thinking over the events of
the past day, I closed my eyes to replay the hot scenes that had taken
place, first back at home In England at the airport, then on the 'plane
with Steve and his boy Ryan, then at the apartment with me Ben's kid Kyle,
Sevlin and Steve.  I couldn't believe I'd done that!  My mind also wandered
to the events back at the complex, in the toilets of the bar where Kyle had
come in and watched me pissing and the inevitability that Ryan had been
servicing Omar in there too.  Every few seconds the image of the red-haired
little kid came to mind as well, not only had he seen me naked earlier, but
he'd also seen Ben and I fucking, I wandered if he'd enjoyed what he'd
seen?  The flow of images through my mind sent those familiar messages to
my crotch and my cock hardened in my shorts.  I instinctively dropped my
hand into my lap and rubbed my stiffening meat.  Aware that someone was
near me, I opened my eyes and saw the built barman proffering my beer to
me, he eyed my crotch and asked "is everything OK mister?"  "Sure!" I
responded and smiled weakly back at him, my hand still squeezing my piece.
"OK!" he said and wandered off, to the rear of the bar.  I noticed he
lingered a moment and looked back at me, a sign above his head revealed the
legend 'toilets' and another 'staffs only'.  Sensing that I may be up for
some more horny fun, I gulped a mouthful of beer, shoved my cock about in
my shorts so as not to reveal my erection to anyone else who may have been
looking and headed to the toilet.

The muscle Turk had stepped into the door marked 'staffs only' and as I
passed by to head to the toilet, he held out his hand and gripped my right
arm, "need help mister?" he asked and pulled me towards him.  Allowing
myself to be pulled into the room, I answered "yes!" and used my left hand
to knead my cock within my shorts.  Now through the door, he loosed his
hand from my arm and pushed the door shut and slipped a bolt across.  We
appeared to be in some sort of cellar type area, boxes and beer kegs were
scattered about.  Looking up into his dark brown eyes, I asked him his
name.  "Azize mister what is your names?" he responded, "Darryl" I told
him.  His shirt was unbuttoned almost to his navel exposing a wealth of
dark luxuriant hair across his incredibly big chest and down towards his
tight belly.  He looked to be maybe three of four years young er than my
own forty years. "Where is it that you stay?" he asked me as he removed his
shirt all the while stared directly at me, "Sea View Apartments" I told
him, "I know them well!" he informed me as he unbuckled the heavy belt
around his waist and un buttoned and then unzipped his trousers.  "I have
brother he work there," he said as his trousers fell to the floor and he
stepped out of them, he wore no underpants revealing a hefty semi-hard cock
and huge hairy balls.  I got to work pulling off my vest and discarded this
on the floor; I pulled down my shorts and stepped out of them my hard prick
sprang up slapping against my stomach.  "What's the name of your brother?"
I asked, looking over to him he was jacking his prick, "my brother he is
Sevlin he work in receptions!" he informed me.  He was pulling his cock
now, willing it to life I did the same tugging my nutsack too.  "I know
Sevlin, we are friends!" I said excitedly.  My mind raced, was this the
brother Sev had told me about, the one who got it on with his boys?  Azize
was jacking his dick and his balls were jiggling about in their hairy sack.
Still wanking my own cock I walked over to the built stud and bent my
knees, my face at the level of his dick.  Fuck, was this guy big?  His
prick had to be over eight inches and thick too.  He was cut and his knob
was a very deep, dark crimson like brown, his shaft was slightly darker
than the colour of his legs which (like the rest of him) was a dark olive
colour.  His legs were hairier than his body and he had a thick wiry bush
surrounding his cock.

As I pushed my face towards his thick meat, I could smell how musky he
smelled musky and sweaty too, although in no way dirty.  "You like big
cocks mister?" Azize asked of me as he shook his thick member in his hand.
Wagging it in front of me, I looked up to his face and he looked back at me
and slapped his cock across my open mouth.  I licked quickly and he did it
again, it was so hot. I shuffled across the cold floor and grabbed the back
of his hairy legs, feeling him up and down his calfs; he liked that and
thrust his dick a little.  I wanted to get some of his stink into my
nostrils and stuck my face under his heavy sac, he knew what I wanted and
spread his legs for me, I now had my head under his bollocks and was
sniffing deeply at his smell.  I swabbed the back of his balls with my
tongue and really got into it.  As he was playing with his thick meat, his
balls banged down on my face.  His arse smelled strong and was overpowering
I licked the underside of his balls some more and savoured him, moving my
head backwards I found his arse trench, I threw my hands up and grabbed his
waist and pulled my face literally into his arse.  He instinctively bent
forward opening that crack for me the stink was incredible.  He had thick
black hairs invading into his arse, I shoved my face in there and he loved
it, gyrating around for me. I licked his mancunt out like a hungry whore.
His hole opened easily, he was used to cock this big man, which oddly
surprised me.  I slavered my face into him and used my right hand to prise
open his butt some more, soaking him with my spit.  I tongue fucked his
arse, all the while gripping his waist I could feel him stroking his fat
cock as his rosebud opened and slowly closed on my tongue as I was probing
it.  He was moaning something in Turkish as I rimmed him good, getting my
tongue deep in there.  I hocked back and spat into his gorge, and pushed my
face back to rim him some more, I was enjoying myself.  He moaned, "mister
get up!" to me, I reluctantly pulled my face out of his arsehole.

As I pulled out of him, he spun around and his big dick slapped my face,
"you suck me mister!" he commanded, who was I to argue?  I sucked his meat
into my mouth, licking the circumcised head and corona.  He tasted good and
was seeping a fair amount of cock snot from his slit.  I was diving onto
and off that cock, each time I came to the tip, swivelling my mouth
slightly over his glans.  He was jerking his hips and plunging the cock
into me.  He gripped my head and fucked my face taking control of his organ
in my mouth.  He was pushing further into me, I opened my throat to
accommodate him sucking him into me on the down thrust.  He was settled in
my throat, man that cock belonged there.  He shoved some more and I worked
my throat muscles to get him hotter.  He was mumbling in Turkish now and
grabbing his ball bag.  I pulled his cock out of my mouth and holding it
before my face tongued the glans liked I'd seen in numerous porno flicks.
He loved that too.  "I wan fuck you mister!" he mumbled and looked down at
me.  I wanted him to fuck me too, "no noise mister, customers!" he said and
thumbed towards the door.  Looking around the room, I saw that it went back
quite a bit, more boxes were placed together further down the room, there
was also a sink and a grid on the floor.  I stood and looked him full in
the face, he was not a pretty man, but there was a sexual almost deviant
glint in his eye.  He said, "you likes cocks mister?" and before I could
answer pulled me to him and kissed me, moaning into my mouth as he smelled
his own cock and arse on my breath.  As quickly as the kiss had begun, and
before I had time to get into it, he pulled his mouth off mine.

He walked down the room towards the wet area and I followed, he moved two
boxes and presented me with three boxes laid end to end, forming a
makeshift bed.  He told me to lie down and I proceeded to on my back, "no,
no!" he said waving his hands and told me to turn over.  He wanted to fuck
me doggy!  I did as he commanded and stuck my arse in the air.  He bent
down behind me and run his cock over my arse, fucking hell, was he gonna
fuck me dry?  I began to worry and said, "no you have to get me wet!" the
randy Turk laughed and said, "I tease you mister!" before dropping down and
licking my arse!  Thanks be to God, I thought as I heaved a sigh of relief.
He had his hands on both of my arse cheeks and was licking up and down my
cleft, every so often pulling my cheeks apart and penetrating deeper.  He
licked me up and down like that for several minutes before pulling me wide
open and sticking a finger quickly into me.  He pulled that out and got his
face stuck in, licking me and probing my rosebud with his tongue, he was
growling almost as he worked my shithole over, "yeah, rim that arsehole,
lick it!" I told him lewdly.  I had fallen slightly on to my shoulders and
he was pushing his face into me as he kept my arse cheeks pulled open.  He
pulled out of my trench and then went over to the sink and ran a tap, as I
looked at him, I pulled on my steel hard rod, I was dripping precum felt so
dirty with my arse on display.  He filled a glass at the sink and came
back, resuming his position on his knees before my eager butt, he placed
the full glass on the floor besides him.  He started rimming me again, and
was now jabbing his tongue at my opening hole, licking and jabbing, licking
and jabbing.  Pulling his face once again from my arse he picked up the
glass and took a swig.  He sloshed the water around in his mouth and
pushing his face back into my arse, squirted the water into my hole.
Although not cold it was still a bit of a shock and my arse spasmed
involuntary, he licked my hole again and then pulling out shoved I think
two fingers into me.  His fingers were thick and he worked my mancunt as
though he owned it.  He took some more water and repeated himself, this
time spitting the water into my hole and shoving it deep into me with his
fingers.

"Good mister?" he either asked or stated and I just mumbled something, I
could feel him stand, but he left his fingers in me, pulling them out
seconds before he sunk that thick, long Turkish prick into me.  "Sevlin, he
does this with you mister?" he asked me, "yeah, yeah he does!" I told him.
"Sevlin is my younger brother, he not have childrens yet" he informed me as
he thrust in, his thick cock squeezing past his own fingers, then he did
something amazing, pulling his fingers out of me as he pushed his prick
into me, almost double fucking me.  He continued this for a minute more,
before pulling his fingers out of me completely and, judging by the sound
he made, licking them and sucking them into his mouth.  Then he leaned over
me, his big chest and stomach covering my back and started fucking me
properly.  He held his arms around my chest and fucked into me fast and
furious.  He thrust his hips and I was throwing my arse back to meet him,
as he pumped into me, he pulled into me.  "I fuck you good mister, you like
my hard Turkish cock?" he whispered in my ear as he continued literally
slamming me into the boxes.  "Oh, fuck me man fuck!" I panted like a bitch,
he was a good fuck and no mistakes about that.  More and more he fucked me,
deeper into me he went his balls smashing against my arse, "fuck me, fuck
me!" I gasped and he whispered lewdly, "you want my spunk mister eh?" and
jammed that cock in further.  My cock was aching for release and I tensed
the muscles in my arse as he pulled out, untensing as he shoved in.  "You
good mister, you like my Turkish daddy prick?" he asked as he pulled out of
me, "oh yeah!" I exclaimed, had he really just said "daddy prick"?  He
pulled up from me and long dicked me casually and then bent back over me
and slammed into me again.  Did he know how to fuck?

"I cum in you mister? You want my daddy spunk in you ass?" he whispered as
he gathered pace again, "yeah, I want it!" I said, incredibly feeling my
spunk building up in my rigid dick.  I hadn't touched it for ages.  "Shoot
it into me, give me your dad milk!" I said, "ah, ah, huh, fucking mister,
fucking you huh!" he panted, no longer being so quiet.  "Fuck me man, fuck
me!" I called out and felt my nuts tighten in their sac as a load shot out
of my cock.  "ahh, uhh, ahh, uh, uh, uh, mister, yeah, fuck mister, ah, ah,
ahhhh!" panted the Turk as I felt his spunk flood me flowing deep into my
guts.  I panted and felt my own spunk now dribbling from my cock, he was
still pumping in to me as more of his thick 'daddy spunk' flooded my
innards.  "Nice fuck mister!  Real nice fuck!" he said and licked the back
of my neck, I turned and he stuck out his tongue, we open mouth kissed
about thirty seconds he tired of kissing too quickly I thought.  Keeping
his cock in me, he said "Azize a good fucker mister, Azize fuck you good?"
"Too right man, I cam without touching my cock!" I answered him.  Then, he
pulled his cock out of me and did the first of two things that shocked me,
he picked up the glass and threw out the water and held the glass to my
arse.  "Relax mister, relax" he told me and I did so, his cum dripping from
my still gaping hole, he got a good amount in the glass and he showed it to
me.  Then, placing the glass on the floor, he pushed his face on to the box
I was preparing to vacate and licked up my load, he seemed to revel in
that.  Then grabbing hold of the glass again, he gulped down its contents,
using his fingers to scoop out some cum that clung to the glass.  "Mmm,
makes me big!" he stated and slapped his muscular stomach.  He took the
glass to the sink and rinsed it only once, placing it on the side.  He
picked up a pack of cigarettes and offered me one, I hadn't smoked for
about five years, but after a workout like that I thought I deserved one.
We both sat down and relaxed as we smoked the incredibly strong cigarettes.
"So mister, has my brother told you to come and see me?" he asked, "no I
came here by chance!" I said truthfully.  "Nothing is chance mister, is all
meant to be!" he said and grabbed my oft cock, pulling back the foreskin
and scooping a small amount cum out.  Holding up his finger to my mouth I
sucked it in greedily reveling in the taste of my own seed.  "So mister" he
asked, "Sevlin, he tell you bout my boys?"

... more to cum? ...