Turkish Sun - Part 2
Interacial
By JonH jhimi@hushmail.com
I woke up late in the morning in my small room above the village cafe, it was another hot dry day with a wind blowing dust into the room, after all the turkish bread I'd been offered and had eaten the night before I wasn't hungry but ever since arriving in Turkey I'd drank gallons of water. I went down to the cafe and bought a bottle of the tepid water and drank it while trying to find out when the next bus passed through this village, I'd been told by Aziz that one was due late the next day and because he was local to the village I hoped he was right. After a few phone calls I managed to confirm a booking. So now I waited for my three new friends to take me to 'their' place near a small desert lake.
I'd told Aziz that I'd be happy to stay and after what happened the day before I was eager to find out how they spent the time here. Talking with Aziz and his two friends Gazak and Manira last night I realised that they saw sex with men as a logical thing to do if they didn't have wives, the whole idea of being gay didn't enter their minds. They fantasised all the time about woman but only seemed to carry out lust with men. Aziz I found out was 28, Gazak 20 and Manira 24, Aziz and Gazak had grown up in the village but Manira lived in an even smaller village an hours walk away. Aziz and Gazak both spent most of the year away at an engineering school in Ankara, Aziz's 5'9 slim and and Gazak's heavier 5'7 build had gotten abit soft now that they'd spent time in college but the both had underlying strong muscles from growing up in the country. Manira on the other hand was 5'10, solid build with sun darkened, dusty skin over a body taught with muscles from a life of hard physical work, he must work alone alot of the time as he has a real curiosity about the body and is unashamed to ask about anything it can do.
Late in the afternoon Aziz turned up and we left the village to meet Gazak and Manira on a dirt track, Gazak and Manira both wore old cotton tunics down to their ankles but Aziz was wearing trousers and a collared shirt like me. As we worked along an empty dusty path Aziz and I talked about the work we did and what we wanted to do with our lives, occasionally he'd translate something Gazak said, but after awhile we fell silent and all you could hear was wind blowing.
I didn't really need talk as I was enjoying watching the wind blow Manira's tunic againest his body, with certain gusts the cotton blew close to his body and revealed a big firm arse and heavy build, I wasn't sure if the other three noticed it happening until Gazak turned to face Aziz and a gust a wind revealed a decent sized semi-hard cock under his tunic. They saw me notice the cock but all Aziz said was, "did you eat all the bread?"
"yes" I answered.
Aziz translated my answer for Manira who turned to me and with a friendly leer and nodded his head. I didn't want to say so but all that bread had left me constipated which I didn't like as I secretly wanted to show my arse hole to these three turkish men.
The sun was about half a hour from setting when Manira led us through a thin gap in some very tall cliffs, coManirag out the other side we came to a lakeside clearing with three old palm tree's one of which had fallen down and some bushes and tough looking grass which had managed to grow in the sand, it was a barren place except for the lake which reflected the early evening sun.
Aziz stripped down to his baggy blue briefs and told me to do the same, this place was secluded but I hesitated until Aziz told me not to worry as no one knew about this place, so in my white y-fronts I went down to the shore and washed the sweat and dust off my face.
Aziz said it was time to thank Manira for showing us this place, I didn't know what he meant until I saw Manira standing with tunic lifted up to his waste revealing his dark brown, long uncircumsised cock, he held it at the base and pointed it at each of us. The three of us got close together on our knee's around Manira, Gazak was the first to lean foward and stick out tongue to meet the sheathed head, his tongue entered the foreskin and made swirling motions around the insides. Watching Gazak's lust for this cock had Aziz and me's mouth watering and desperate for a taste, when the head of the cock broke through the foreskin Gazak's pursed lips met the piss slit with a suctioning kiss. This was Aziz's cue to start work on the cock shaft, he took over from Gazak and with one motion had sucked in Manira's cock right to it's base, pulling back slowly revealed a thick 8 inch shaft hard with lust, Aziz lips slid down the shaft again, pulled back and sucked with such force that I could clearly see the outline of cock in his cheek.
Aziz then pulled his mouth off and with a string of spit down his chin held Manira's shaft up to offer me two large hairy sweaty balls, I took a sweeping lick of each one and then opened my mouth as wide as I could to take them in and bath them with spit, they tasted musky and sweaty and rolled in my mouth as my tongue worked them as best as I knew how. Aziz meanwhile had started back on the shaft and was working up so much spit that it was running down onto Manira's balls and my mouth, we then swapped tasks and the taste of turkish tobacco and pre-cum on the shaft was just how a rock hard turkish boner should taste.
Meanwhile Gazak had started to work on me and Aziz's cocks, roughly pulling our underwear off he was faced with two steel hard cocks, one white and cut the other uncut but both eager to be cleaned by a young turks mouth. He went from one to the other smearing spit all over his lips, feeling my cock tip wipe the back of this wet hole while I sucked all I could out of Manira's piss slit was going to get me close to cuManirag to early, the other three must have been the same as we all reluctantly pulled away from each other at the same time. With spit glistening hard ons we waded deep into the water to cool off.
After a couple of Manirautes standing in our necks up to the water we heard young male voices, from the echo it was obvious they were coManirag through the cliff gap, sure enough two slim, dark turkish men both around 17 came walking into the clearing. They went towards the palm tree's and from the way they began hoisting up their big tunics they intended to take a piss, but before they started they began to speak in turkish and point at our clothes on the ground. They walked over to the clothes, looked down and then looked out at us and started to talk, they must have known Manira as they smiled and waved excitedly, Manira looked them and gave that lewd smile.
Suddenly they both lifted their tunics again, held their flaccid young dicks and started to piss, sending archs high into the air they made a show of piss fountains for Manira, after their copious amounts of piss started to finish one of the boys turned his back to us, hoisted his whole tunic up to his chest and squated down. I thought he was going to piss again but in the fading light I could see he'd squated in order to spread his arse cheeks, in the fading daylight I could make out his hole, as I tried to take in what I was seeing I realised that the boy was taking a dump. Watching a piece of shit slide out from the boys hole was terrible but fascinating at the same time, I didn't want to look but couldn't avert my eyes.
With a wave the boys left the clearing. Leaving the four of us standing in the water, I didn't know what to say but I'd hoped that the other three were turned on by what we just saw - Aziz finally broke the silence.
"You eat all the bread?"
"Yes" I answered.
"Shit very hard?"
"Yes. It's too hard"
"Ah, good. Gazak also very hard. He eat bread to. We help you. Manira and me will clean your holes, you kneel down and we help"
With that we left the lake and in the shallow shore water me and Gazak got down on all fours next to each other with our arses lewdly pointing into the air and waited. Aziz knelt behind me and Manira was behind Gazak, they took a handful of lake water and let it trickle down our arse cracks they then licked right up our cracks with broad tongues, starting just above the base of our balls they each took another lick of our arses, they did this until our crevices were glistening spit in the sunset.
Aziz then stiffened his tongue and flicked it over my hole, from the shudder coManirag from Gazak I knew that Aziz and Manira did this in unison, Aziz was making small firm sweeps of his stiff tongue then occasionally trying to burrow into my hole, the spit and the tongue on my arsehole was definately relaxing me but I was having trouble relaxing enough to let go. By the position of Manira's face I could tell he wasn't having trouble sliding his tongue into Gazak's dark pink and brown hole. Aziz was using both a finger and his tongue in trying to get past my slightly hairy ring, I just couldn't loosen up enough as I'd never done this before, to try and coax me Aziz would take a lick then lean foward and whisper hoarsley to me;
"Come on, you open your hole for Aziz. You let my tongue inside you. Aziz wants to see what you have for me. I kiss you arsehole, I love it with my tongue"
It began to work, my puckered hole began to open. With his stiff tongue Aziz pummeled my hole...
"Thats it man, I can taste you. I swallow you. Let this turkish man clean your hole"
With that he reached around and grabbed my stiff cock and began pumping. That did it for me, I could see my lust had taken me over into a whole new world.
"Ohhh...that's it. I touched it. Aziz's tongue touched hard shit in your hole. You push it out, you show me your shit. You look, you look at Gazak..."
Aziz whispered quickly in Turkish and Manira pulled his face away from Gazak's crack to reveal of puckered hole clenching back and forth, small bubbles appeared in the spit left from Manira's mouth....What a beautiful depraved sight. My arse muscles started to push shit into position, I knew my hole would also be puckering and puffing out. Both Aziz and Manira were puckering their lips and planting them over our holes, they'd use their tongues to push spit into our bowels and then dig their tongues in as far as they could, by the frantic whispers and wild expectant eyes I knew they were getting desperate, they were drooling over what was only inches from their long tongues.
I turned towards Gazak's sweat drenched, flushed face and saw that he was like me in being desperate to give the contents of our bowels to the mouths and bodies of Aziz and Manira, the shit inside us was so hard that to get it out would involve real strain. I could see Gazak was deliberately clenching and working his arse muscles trying to get it to move so I leaned over and licked his face, he did the same to me, our tongues roughly wrestled in each others mouths. He didn't understand english but in a crazed whisper I counted in turkish..."one, two, threeeahhh"....
From the two arses sticking into the air came firm logs of shit, they slid out with such speed and such force that both Manira and Aziz were hit in the mouth by our columns of shit, Gazak and I turned around to watch fascinated by the extra long, extra firm logs that Manira and Aziz supported with their open hands. When finally our bowels were empty, Gazak and I lay back in the shallow water and looked up at Aziz and Manira who held the huge logs lovingingly to their chests, all four rock hard cocks showed the lust and pleasure in the air. At the same time Aziz and Manira started to press the columns of shit againest their dark chests, they then proceeded to lie on top of Gazak and I squashing the shit between our bodies, we writhed around like animals, the smell was strong but the filth of it all kept our cocks rock hard and eager.
We began to smear it all over our bodies, I grabbed a piece and rubbed it into Aziz's back, he wiped a chunk up the crevice of my arse, Manira pointed his arse towards my face and I used some of Gazak's shit to lubricate a finger pumping into his bowels, Aziz massaged shit into Gazak's arse cheeks. After much writhing about in the shallow water some of the shit was washed of all the rock boners so we eventually worked our was in 69 positions, with water, shit and sand dripping on my face I took Gazak's cock into my mouth. I worked my mouth up and down that shaft with such speed and suction that soon all I could taste was cock juice, Manira was going down on Aziz's cock with such frenzy that the shit on Aziz's balls started to get on his face but he appeared not to notice.
Within seconds of each other we all started to blow our loads. Gazak had his cock so deep in my mouth that it's expended head spat cum straight down my throat in a quanity that I had to drink to keep up. Gazak also was swallowing all the white cum I could over, all around me was the gulping sound of lust, of for men in Turkey so in lust that we saw every function of a turn on and something to share.
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