Turkish Boy – A Gay Turkey and Gay Arab Sex Blog

There is a synchronicity in the world that, if you are willing to follow your heart, brings you together with paradise.

That really isn’t what Shilo was thinking about when he arrived in Istanbul. He may have mused on the plane at the strange turns his life had taken in the last few years.

It all started out when a white cat adopted him. His long hours and singular focus on his work had left him something of a lifelong bachelor. Not that he never went out or dated, but when prospective mates discovered they were a distant second to his work, they tended to move on.

As a parting gift, a lover gave Shilo a beautiful pure white kitten with blue eyes, an Oriental Shorthair. He did so with a smile, and the best of intentions. Being a cat person himself, he undoubtedly knew that the pretty little bundle of joy which Shilo named Star, would soon take Shilo in hand, er, paw. And so she did.

When Star was a few months old, Shilo discovered his suspicions were true – she was quite deaf. Scientist that he was, he couldn’t help but begin to investigate the cause. You see, he was a geneticist – and genetics determines which white cats are deaf, and which are not.

And so began a long, roundabout journey that eventually led him to Turkey.

There are many breeds of cat that have white members, including some breeds that are always, or most often, white. The eye color, too, seems related. There are blue-eyed whites that are never deaf, such as the British Foreign White. Shilo’s curiosity led him on.

In Turkey exists three separate breeds, with either many or all of their members being white, blue eyed and odd eyed – and none of them were deaf. In particular, Shilo became interested in the Turkish Vankedisi. The government rarely allows these beautiful and somewhat rare cats to be exported – and so Shilo set out for Turkey.

Which led to him standing in the Istanbul airport, bags in hand, looking for Zeki – a young guide he had hired through an Internet website.

Shilo was momentarily stunned when he saw the young man holding up the sign with his name on it. Zeki was younger than he had expected, perhaps only in his late teens. His golden skin glowed with health, making a perfect contrast with his coal black, curly hair, cut short, and his large, dark eyes. His lips were full, cheekbones high, chin pointed; in short he had the sort of Oriental beauty usually reserved only for women. Yet he was undoubtedly male, with wide, muscular shoulders, a tiny waist, and perfect, round ass filling out his skintight European style jeans.

Spotting Shilo staring at him, Zeki shook the sign and pointed at him. Shilo nodded, at a loss for words and Zeki ran up to him and took his bags.

“I am Zeki. You are Shilo?”

Shilo gulped, “Yes.”

“I am pleased to meet you. I have a room for you at a very nice hotel. You would like to go there? Or do you wish to have a meal?”

“Your English is very good.” Shilo managed to get a word in edgewise, as the youth bubbled with energy and enthusiasm.

“Yes. I learned in school. Also, I visited America a few years ago. I have family there. We went to Disney World. Florida is very nice. American’s very nice. You wish to eat? Do you need to exchange some currency?”

Shilo was stretching his long legs just to keep up as Zeki sped through the airport and across the parking lot to a shiny compact car. Again, he was surprised.

“Yours?”

“Yes. I keep nice, for guests. I buy it myself from guide money.” Zeki smiled.

The drive is best not described. Let’s just say that for a little while Shilo was less interested in Zeki and more concerned about surviving until they got to the hotel.

They raced through the lobby. Zeki nodded at the desk clerk and headed for the elevator.

“They know we are coming.”

Then they were at a door and inside what proved to be a quite luxurious suite.

“I unpack for you. You would like a shower? Perhaps something to eat?”

Shilo sat down on the bed and just shook his head, smiling as he watched Zeki bustling around, unpacking and putting away his things as he chatted on, outlining the itinerary he had planned for Shilo. Quite simply, Shilo was overwhelmed.

“Tomorrow morning, we leave early for Lake Van. I have spoken to some people there. We will see the cats. Perhaps you can talk to them about selling you a cat. Perhaps not… It is very difficult to export one of the Vankedisi, but you will be so surprised to see them at home. They wander freely about the town and play in the lake. They love water.”

“Yes, I very much wanted to see them in their own home. I’m not sure if I wish to buy one, if I can have some information and hair samples that may be enough.”

That brought Zeki up short, and before long Shilo was chattering along excitedly himself, explaining that he was a geneticist and was doing research into what caused some white cats to be deaf, and others to be free of the handicap, which led him into talking about Star. To his surprise, he discovered Zeki liked cats as well and soon they were sitting on the bed together, chatting along like old friends.

Shilo became more and more physically aware of this extremely attractive young man, the exotic, spicy scent of him, his bright eyes and quick smile. His body responded with a quietly swelling hard-on, which he began to try and shift to conceal.

To his surprise, Zeki placed a hand on it and squeezed gently, then stroked him through his pants. Both of them stopped talking. Their lips met and found other useful things to do. Zeki’s deft hands soon had Shilo out of his clothing and naked on the bed, stretched out on his back as those full, soft lips kissed their way down his body until at last they enveloped his now rock hard cock.

Shilo moaned and ran his hands through the coarse, soft black curls of Zeki’s head as the young man expertly sucked his cock. Zeki’s tongue teasing the head as his clever fingers massaged Shilo’s balls until he moaned in ecstasy.

Afraid he would cum much too soon, he tugged at Zeki’s curls until the young man looked up at him, smiling, the foreskin of his cock nipped between sharp, white teeth as he paused.

“You, too” Shilo managed to gasp.

Zeki stood and lifted the loose shirt over his head, revealing a physique a Greek god would envy. As he wiggled out of his tight jeans, he grinned and teased, turning his back to Shilo as he slowly revealed a perfect ass.

Chuckling, Shilo rolled over and grabbed the jeans, jerking them down and then twirling Zeki around. A thick, dark engorged cock swung and slapped him lightly in the face, making both of them laugh. Shilo grabbed at it as it bobbed while Zeki kicked off his shoes and jeans then drew the young man into the bed.

They lay close, naked skin against skin, golden brown and pale cream, bright gold curls intermixing with coarse shining black, swollen pink and shining with precum throbbing against dark and thick meat, thudding with every beat of Zeki’s heart.

Shilo ran his hands over the firm, young body as they kissed. Zeki shuddered as Shilo pinched his nipples then rolled himself so that he wound up on top of the tall American.

Shilo spread his legs and relaxed, even as he trembled with excitement. Zeki wet his big cock and then penetrated the offered asshole. Groaning, Shilo arched his back and spread his legs wide as that thick dick shoved its way into him, forcing him open and filling him with its heat.

With all the aggression and energy of youth, Zeki began to pump hard into Shilo’s ass. Shilo moaned with mixed pleasure and pain as that big cock bludgeoned deeper, spreading him to his limits and then some, filling him in a way he had never felt before. He reached and grabbed his own ass with both hands, spreading himself, wanting more of that hot staff inside of him.

Zeki took Shilo’s pale dick in one hand and began stroking hard in rhythm with his own thrusts. He fucked harder and faster, his excitement, and his cock, growing. Helpless beneath the younger man, Shilo was moaning in time with his thrusts, lost in the sensation of heat and strength inside him, his own dick swelling as Zeki stroked him until he released a thick, creamy stream of cum that glistened on his golden chest hair.

Running his hands over Shilo’s chest, Zeki rubbed his own cum into the golden fur, and then licked it off his fingers with obvious delight. With a last few hard thrusts, he gushed a huge load of cum into Shilo’s ass, the hot wetness splashing down both of their thighs and dampening the bed beneath.

He lay on Shilo’s chest a moment, catching his breath. Shilo put his arms around this gorgeous young man and wondered if he would consider moving to America.

(And that is how Shilo met Zeki, four years ago. Now Zeki and Star, and the new Turkish Vankedisi kitten, rule Shilo’s life with gentle shared despotism and teach him to balance work with play…)