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Turkish Delight Ch. 06

by BuckJones0001 on Jun 19, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The showers are over. Both men are squeaky clean, facing each other as they lie on the cushions. The Turk and Umut study each other in the silent afterglow. "We could go at it again, but let's not. We've got all weekend. We can do all kinds of sexual things... watch each other d...

Turkish Delight Ch. 05

by BuckJones0001 on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * Mom is gone, visiting her ailing mother, giving her sister a spell. Umut and the Turk are left alone in the house for the weekend. After Friday prayers at the Yeni Cami, Umut and the Turk are asked to join a group of men seated at a cluster of outdoor tables. Tea is ordered all arou...

Turkish Delight Times Six

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

While living on the island of Cyprus, I developed quite a taste for young Turkish men. If you could get a good-looking, well-constructed Turkish guy before he got too far into his forties, you could almost guarantee you'd have something forceful, vigorous, straightforward, and good natured to play with. You also, quite often, would have a guy with a pretty h...

A Fantasy

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

You have stood at the window behind the curtain as I've fucked you, one hand on your belly as you suck on my thumb, stifling your moans and cries . The few diners left below are oblivious of what is happening just above their heads. You are unobserved now but want to be seen, not by the diners perhaps but you are wanton in your need at this moment and I wo...

Winter Trial

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

"Are you sure? The trial starts tomorrow. You'll need your strength." Jason hadn't entered this territory with Carl before, but he thought it had to be said, that it was time that they both faced it. Carl didn't answer in spoken words; he showed what he was interested in by embracing Jason closer from behind and pressing the bulb of his cock at Jason's entr...

Priam's Belt

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The Orient Express train had left Vienna Station at dusk, and there was no longer anything to see out of the coach window, the lights of the towns flashing by having been extinguished hours ago. Magnus the Authenticator was weary, and the clacking of the iron wheels on the iron rails as the train thundered toward Belgrade lulled him. But the unfamiliar noise...

In the Giant's Shadow

by KeithD on Feb 12, 2019
Gay Male

"Yes, I suppose you could add in a work semester, but—" "And not lose too much of the time if I continue to take and turn in assignments?" "Yes, but . . . this is hardly the time to . . . oh shit, oh fuck, do that again." Mark Carlson, who had stopped rising and falling on his professors' cock in a cowboy ride to ask the questions, moved his hips from sid...

Indisposed

by sr71plt on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

Gavin had arrived from Geneva earlier in the day, but he wanted a breather and had a lot of paper work to go through before the Cyprus reunification talks he was moderating for the UN began on April 1st. Therefore, he'd booked for the night into a five-star beach resort, the Four Seasons, west of the airport on the southern coast, at Limassol. He would go up...

Another First Time Ch. 01

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

[This is chapter one of a completed seven-chapter novella that will complete posting by the middle of November 2016] ***** "I don't believe it. That must be photo shopped." "I assure you it happened. The Office of Training officer assures me that the two of you rutted around just like that in the woods not far from here." The senior agent who had been at...

Matryoshka Kidnapping

by shabbu on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Harry Bolton had been in Beirut about a year. He was one of the more noticeable gems in the motley collection of expatriates from this or that Western country who centered our lives on the American University of Beirut for a taste of the cultures we otherwise, and for different reasons, were escaping. He was an academic from a rather vague, but obviously wea...