Young Turk at the Gym

I first met Fethi at the gym and I knew that I had to make love to him. He was sitting on a wooden bench and lifting two dumbbells that weighed ten pounds each. The young Turk was slender and tall with well-defined biceps. His short black hair was combed back and he had a faint mustache. Fethi was wearing blue jeans and a black t-shirt.

I knew that I could not just sit down and watch the young Turk at the gym. I sat down on a weight bench opposite of him and began lifting a dumbbell that also weighed ten pounds. As I lifted the dumbbell, I stole glances at Fethi. He finally noticed me and gave me a friendly smile.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you in here before,” Fethi said.

“I don’t come in here as often as I used to,” I said.

We then introduced ourselves to each other and that is when I learned his name. As we continued to lift the dumbbells, we talked about exercising and life in general in the great city of Istanbul. The young Turk was hardly sweating when he stopped lifting the weights and pulled up his black t-shirt. He had some hair around his nipples and his navel.

I looked around the gym and noticed that we were the only two people there working out. Fethi put his black t-shirt down and started to pick up his dumbbells.

“I bet you have a big and hairy young cock,” I said with a mischievous grin.

He stopped reaching for his dumbbells and looked at me. The young Turk at the gym leaned back on the wooden bench and lifted his black t-shirt high enough so that only his hairy belly was visible. He then unbuttoned and unzipped his blue jeans. I watched as he pulled out his young cock. His long penis was uncircumcised and I could see a nice thick jungle of short black hair on his pubic mound.

“You have a magnificent young cock,” I said as I tried not to drool at the sight.

“Thanks,” he said.

Fethi wrapped his left hand around his young cock and gently squeezed. I watched his long penis grow even longer. He pulled his black t-shirt up and began to pinch his hairy nipples one at a time.

The sight of the young Turk at the gym masturbating made my own penis hard. I put down the dumbbell that I was lifting and fished out my own dick. My penis was soon fully erect in my hand but it was not as long as Fethi’s young cock was.

The young Turk at the gym stood up and quickly stripped off his black t-shirt, blue jeans and underwear. He sat back down on the wooden bench and watch me masturbate for a little bit.

I could not resist the temptation anymore and I stripped off my clothes. I kneeled before Fethi and wrapped my moist mouth around his hard young cock. I managed to take half of his stiff shaft into my mouth. I then licked his hard young cock until it was completely covered with my saliva. I then bent over the wooden bench.

“Fuck me,” I said.

Fethi stood up and stood behind me. He spread my buttocks wide before plunging his hard young cock slowly into my hairy anus. I felt his stiff shaft stretching my anal cavity wide and I felt like I was in paradise. He fucked my hairy anus for what felt like an eternity.

As his hard young cock slid in and out of my anal cavity, I reached down and began masturbating. Hot semen erupted from my piss hole and landed on the edge of the wooden bench that I was bent over. Fethi finally exploded while his hard young cock was buried deep inside my hairy anus. His hot semen filled my anal cavity and his spent penis slipped out after every drop was spilled.

We quickly dressed since we were still in a public building. I was surprised that no one had caught us fucking. The young Turk and I hit the showers at the gym. His young cock grew hard while we were showering. He fucked me again as the water sprayed on us.

I bought him a light dinner at a local restaurant and I fucked him for dessert. Fethi was the horniest young Turk that I have met at the gym and for that I am glad.

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