The Turkish Baths (When Straight Guys Go Gay) (6 page)

“Mmmm, yes,” the barman grunted as he increased the pace, Emra’s body rocking under the increasingly physical assault. Steve glanced down at the boy’s cock, the rigidity of it giving a clear indication of his true feelings about Mehmet’s anal invasion. Gripping the youth tightly by the waist, the barman pushed his groin hard against the pert brown cheeks, twisting his pelvis rhythmically against the impaled boy. Emra grimaced and grunted as the previous silence in the room was shattered by the sound of flesh slapping firmly against flesh.

Steve momentarily tore his gaze from the scene of carnal lust alongside him to glance back down at the unerring Tahir. As he did so the youth slowly withdrew his cock from his mouth, briefly looked across at Mehmet and Emra, and then smiled at Steve before asking, “You like?” The squaddie nodded silently before Tahir, from Heaven knows where, produced a foil wrapped condom, skilfully removed the packaging and placed the sheath carefully between his lips. Leaning forward once again, the youth used his mouth and tongue to slowly work the rubber tightly around Steve’s throbbing shaft before standing up and indicating that they should change positions.

Adopting a similar stance to Emra, the muscular youth carefully worked a small amount of gel, from the white marble bowl, in and around his hole. Reaching down, he gently caressed Steve’s condom encased cock with the liquid before shuffling forward slightly to allow the squaddie up on to the table. As he knelt between the boys spread legs, Steve took a moment to absorb the sight before him; Tahir’s smooth brown buttocks parted wide enough to reveal a hairless, dark opening with a bright pink, slightly wrinkled centre. As he hesitated, marvelling at the wondrous sight before him and simultaneously contemplating what he was about to do, Tahir’s right hand came around and gently guided the tip of his cock towards the dark, gel-moistened hole. Steve offered no resistance as the youth rested the tip of his cock against the opening before gently pushing himself backwards. The squaddie watched mesmerised as the youth’s hole slowly opened and seemingly wrapped itself around the head of his condom-covered cock. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned as, even through the thin layer of rubber, he felt the warmth of Tahir’s passage on his exposed glans. Slowly the boy pushed back and Steve, taking his cue from the clearly experienced Mehmet, pushed forward. In a matter of seconds his cock was fully submerged in the muscular youth’s tight hole, the vice like grip both shocking him and exciting him in equal measure.

“Fucking hell, that’s amazing,” he almost yelled as Tahir began to gently rock back and forth, his tight muscles maintaining their unrelenting grasp on his thick, throbbing shaft. Pulling back slightly, Steve allowed his cock to almost slip out of the youth’s tight ring before pushing forward, with vigour, to once again fully penetrate the boy.

“Ooohhh,” Tahir groaned as Steve subtly twitched the tip of his deeply buried cock before once again withdrawing. This time it was Tahir who pushed himself back hard on to Steve’s cock, the resulting penetration feeling deeper than the last. The two pushed with equal vigour as Steve pounded the youth’s hole with determination and passion. Enthralled by the tightness of Tahir’s hole, and overpowered by the sheer lust of the moment, Steve reached around with his right hand and grabbed the youth’s erect tool. “Ooooh, evet, evet!” Tahir squealed as the rampant squaddie worked both his cock and hole with equal fervour.

Steve pounded away at the exotic boy’s hole with unadulterated lust; the sheer lewdness of the forbidden and the taboo driving him to unheralded heights of sexual frenzy. The louder the boy squealed, the deeper he thrust, the harder Tahir pushed back the faster he pounded, all the while frantically wanking the Turkish youth’s pulsating cock. The colours of the marble room blurred into one as his body was consumed with animalistic avidity. Even as he felt Tahir’s tool pulsing in furious orgasm he maintained his assault, his own cock feeling stronger and more powerful with every lunge into the muscular youth’s body. Driven insane with desire by the orgasm induced muscular contractions in Tahir’s tight passage, Steve felt the whole of his lower body begin to shake uncontrollably. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum,” he practically yelled out loud. With lightning speed and dexterity, Tahir extricated himself from Steve’s throbbing cock and quickly scurried around to face him. Expertly removing the condom and discarding it on the floor the youth dived forward and submerged his mouth around the pulsing organ just as the first shot of sperm erupted from the throbbing glans.

“Urgh, urgh,” Steve grunted as he blasted volley after volley of thick sperm deep into the guzzling youth. Tahir’s lips gripped tightly around the throbbing tool as pulse after pulse of warm salty liquid flooded his mouth and throat. Swallowing frantically, the youth teased every last drop of fluid out of the heavily panting squaddie before both collapsed in a heap, side by side, sweaty body against sweaty body, on the soft vinyl mattress.

As both lay there panting, exhausted by their combined efforts, Mehmet’s voice drifted almost inaudibly across the room. “It looks like you both enjoy, yes?”

Steve looked across to see both Mehmet and Emra sitting naked on the adjacent table, both apparently having long since concluded their business, smiling with genuine warmth. He looked back towards Tahir who returned his gaze with a broad, twinkling smile. Steve lay back, temporarily dazed and shocked by the intensity and power of his orgasm and slightly embarrassed by the circumstances of it. The muscular youth reached over and tenderly placed his hand on Steve’s shoulder. “Thank you,” he mouthed, almost silently, causing Steve to smile.

“It’s me that should be thanking you!” the smiling squaddie replied, caressing the muscular youth’s chest.

“I think we all need to clean,” Mehmet said genially as he stood up, his thick circumcised cock flopping wildly between his legs. All four casually strolled through the white double doors and stepped, naked, into the warm plunge pool. As they splashed, washed and frolicked, Steve silently wondered whether he had ever felt quite so at ease in the company of other naked men. There had been barracks antics, of course, but nothing that resembled the genuine relaxed intimacy that prevailed there in the baths. Cocks brushed against legs, hands grazed against thighs and buttocks pressed against buttocks as the four splashed around laughing, wrestling and genuinely enjoying each other’s company.

“You will come back again, yes?” Emra asked as he tenderly washed the squaddie’s back.

“Well…I go home tomorrow,” Steve replied, a tangible hint of regret in his voice.

“Perhaps there are Hamam in your home town,” Tahir offered optimistically.

“Perhaps,” Steve said ruefully, “but none could be quite as good as this one!”

**********

Accompanied by the interminable roar of jet engines, Steve Parkinson perused the brochures that he had secretly liberated from the hotel room, one of which, in particular, predominantly occupied his thoughts. Were there even such places back home, he mused, as Barbara slept soundly in the seat beside him.

As his eyes closed, and his thoughts drifted back to the previous afternoon, he was interrupted by a very attractive air stewardess offering him an elegantly gift-wrapped box. “Turkish Delight, Sir?” she asked politely.

“You could say that!” Steve replied, an unwholesome grin spreading widely across his face.

END

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