Turkish Boy – A Gay Turkey and Gay Arab Sex Blog

Hasad was happy and sad to be returning to his home in Istanbul. His parents had sent him to attend a medical university in America. Hasad would be assisting his father in his practice as a medical doctor. That made him happy for he loved his father greatly. But Hasad was sad for he had heard that his best friend and secret gay lover had killed himself only a week earlier. He knew that his leaving for America had broken Onan’s heart for he was a sensitive boy. Hasad’s own heart had been mended after he fell in love with an American, who was sitting in the seat next to him on the plane.

He knew that his parents would accept his and Robert’s relationship as long as they were discreet in public. His boyfriend would stay with him for a few months in the summer before he returned to the university. Robert was also a medical student but he was three years younger than him. Hasad thought that he looked somewhat like Onan. They both had the black hair and the high cheekbones. The only difference was their skin color. Robert’s skin was a tan bronze whereas his former boyfriend’s skin was much darker.

Hasad looked out the small window and noticed the Bosphorus River. Onan and he had spent many summers fishing and exploring each other’s bodies. All Hasad now had to remember his friend by was his memories and they were fond ones. He was saddened that had missed the funeral. Hasad cursed as the pilot’s voice came over the loudspeaker.

“We will be landing at Ataturk Airport,” the voice bellowed. “Please fasten your seat belts.”

The landing was smooth and he departed the plane with Robert. They entered the airport terminal to gather their bags and go through customs before hailing a taxi. Hasad pointed out some of the landmarks for his new boyfriend. Robert had never been to Istanbul let alone Turkey. He was enjoying his status as a tourist but tried not to be seen gawking like most tourists did. The taxi pulled up at his father’s house and Hasad paid the fare.

He was not expecting anyone to be home. Hasad’s father was a doctor after all and had patients to attend to. His mother was probably working in the nursery again. Hasad let himself and his boyfriend inside the house. He showed Robert his room that he would be staying since they could not sleep in the same room.

“Some homecoming,” Robert said after the door closed. “At least we have a some time alone in a big house.”

Hasad nodded and stepped closer to the American. The men wrapped their arms around each other before bringing their lips together. The kiss was slow and Robert could tell that something had upset his Turkish boyfriend. He thought that Hasad just had a case of being homesick but he knew that there was something else nagging at him.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” Robert said after their lips parted.

“It’s an old friend,” he replied as he sat on the edge of the bed. “He died and I missed the funeral. I feel like I should have been there for him.”

“Did you love him?”

“I did but then I found you.”

The American sat next to Hasad. Robert draped an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders.

“You never forget your first love,” he said as he hugged Hasad. “As long as he was in your heart, then you were there for him.”

“I never thought of it that way.”

Hasad turned and brushed his lips against his boyfriend’s lips. The men kissed again and he felt something stirring deep inside him. Hasad’s cock filled with blood and began to grow. After their lips parted, he fell back onto the bed. They both kicked off their shoes and pulled off their socks.

Robert smiled before he unzipped his boyfriend’s pants. He reached in and brought Hasad’s thickening manhood. Robert stroked slowly and felt it grow even harder. He bent down and wrapped his lips around Hasad’s swollen gland. Robert enjoyed the salty taste and began sucking the dark-skinned cock.

Hasad moaned as his boyfriend sucked. He unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off. Hasad’s fingers lightly caressed his chest before they touched his nipples. His buds grew had and he knew that he had to have Robert inside him soon. Hasad unbuttoned his pants so his boyfriend could slip them and his boxers off.

Robert threw the clothes aside and began undressing himself. He climbed on the bed and offered his half-raised cock to Hasad. The Turk placed his moist mouth around Robert’s rod and began sucking it. Hasad’s fingers lightly caressed the American’s hairy balls.

“Damn, that feels good,” Robert moaned as his cock grew to a full eight inches.

Half of his cock disappeared inside Hasad’s moist mouth. Robert grunted in surprise when his boyfriend parted his buttocks and placed a finger inside his anus. Hasad fingered his boyfriend’s bunghole as he sucked his hard cock. His finger slowly disappeared into Robert’s asshole. Hasad could feel the American’s prostate and he massaged it with his fingertip.

Robert moaned as his Turkish boyfriend fingered his gland. His was rock hard now and his hairy balls were tight. Robert could feel the sperm boiling in his testicles. He was ready to fuck Hasad good and hard.

Hasad sensed that his boyfriend was ready and he pulled out his finger from his tight hole. He withdrew his mouth from around Robert’s cock before he knelt up on his hands and legs. Hasad felt his boyfriend spread his buttocks and spit on his anus. Robert inserted a wet finger into his lover’s asshole. He spat again and inserted another finger into Hasad’s bunghole.

Robert slowly guided his swollen purple crown into the Turk’s shit hole. Hasad’s moans were filled with pain and pleasure. He felt his asshole being filled with Robert’s cock and enjoyed the sensation.

“Fuck me,” Hasad pleaded.

The American was more than happy to comply. Robert pumped his hard cock in and out of his asshole. Hasad’s moans filled with pleasure and he jerked himself off. Robert tried to last longer but knew that he couldn’t. His sperm jetted out of his piss hole and filled Hasad’s rectum. Robert pulled his spent cock out of his lover’s bunghole and collapsed on the bed.

Hasad jerked his cock near his boyfriend’s face. His own sperm was boiling in his hairy balls and he let it loose quickly. Hasad’s semen shot out of his piss hole and splattered on the American’s face. Globs of white fluid hit Robert’s nose and cheeks.

“I feel better now,” Hasad said as he collapsed next to his boyfriend.

“Good,” Robert said. “So when are you going to tell your parents?”

The Turk looked at him and frowned. He knew that he would have to tell his folks the truth about him and Robert soon. This homecoming was going to be tougher than he realized.

“I’ll tell them over supper tonight,” Hasad said. “In the meantime, let’s rest. There’s a lot of Istanbul that you need to see.”

“I can see that tomorrow.”

The Turk nodded and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.