The Turkish Bath (Hammam)
by Jan Masny
During my time at university I had a Turkish friend Omer, he was a very
nice and gentle guy.
He was in Italy to learn our language and to get his university degree
in medicine, living in my town renting a room at a private house. Usually
every week-end he would be at my home and my family treated him as another
son
I repeat he was very well educated and very gentle. He talked too much
about his family, the father and his country
Talking with him was very nice and I liked to learn about his culture,
very different from ours, and to learn about his family. During x-mas and
Easter vacations he returned in Istanbul to spend some days with family.
Once he asked me if I would go with him to Turkey to know his family
and to see how beautiful was his country.
I asked permission to my family, and they immediately agreed. It was
spring time and Omer told me that spring was terrificly nice in his country.
I was dreaming about such a country and of course (but didn't tell Omer
) about the nice and hunk Turkish men and all the stories about their rich
sexuality.
I packed my bags and full of all good feelings we left Italy and joined
Istanbul. My vacation was of one week.
The airport was very crowded, weather was fine and the temperature very
warm . We waited for Omer's father at the exit of the airport. I saw so
many people, faces walking all around me and I asked Omer if all of them
had to catch a flight. He just said they had nothing to do and came here
just to see if they could earn something with the tourists, or only to spend
time. After 10 minutes Omer's father arrived, and we just stepped into the
car.
Omer's father, Mr Levent, introduced himself and I did the same. I knew
something about him. He was a lawyer, and according to Omer's information
he was very clever, but I didn't know anything about his phisical aspect
until that moment.
He was 48 y.o., not very tall, but very handsome, a nice pair of black
moustache, and two deep green eyes.
Open smile, and very harmonious voice. We shook our hands, and looked
into each other eyes.
During the journey to Omer home, Mr Levent talked a lot with me, in
italian that he spoke very correctly, and asked me a lot of things.
Levent was very attractive. During the trip sometimes I met his eyes
in the rear-view mirror, and it seemed they wanted to penetrate me, but
then I thought it was just anaccident and that I should stop dreaming about
him.
Omer's relatives were divorced, his mother had asked for divorce 'cause
of his father very busy occupation and Omer asked to live with his father.
We arrived at home, located in the heart of Istanbul. It was very nice,
but the most beautiful thing was the landscape that was possible to enjoy
from the balcony. An open view on Bosphorous bridge, Santa Sophia Mosque
and the Istanbul roofs. The air was so fresh and delicious, and that home
seems very comfortable.
Mr Levent showed me his home, very large for just two persons , very
nice furniture. I asked Levent who had chosen the furniture and he said
by a very deep voice : Me, I like to set up the furniture and I love to
surround me of beautiful things and persons. How beautiful was that Turkish
gentleman. He showed me my bedroom, and at the end we just walked toward
a separate room. He said: now you are entering into the most famous Turkish
room, The Bath "HAMMAM"..
I had never seen a room like that. Three tubs, marble everywhere, green
and white, all clean, windows on the three walls of the room one for any
tub, towels stowed on the top of shelves and some white flowers, floor made
of pine woods. My mind was running very fast and already saw Levent and
me into hot tub playing
We had lunch, then went out in a beautiful Turkish spring day.
I enjoyed a lot the visit of the town, the stopping at the bars, the
very nice monuments and of course all those beautiful Turkish guys walking
thru the streets. I saw so many eyes watching at me, and I was very pleased
of that (!!!!)
God knows how many hard cocks were pushing into those Turkish guys
flaps!!!
We walked until the sunset and I enjoyed the core of sun slowly going
down by the Bosphorous bridge and hidden just behind the Istanbul roofs.
I was very happy. On our way home, Omer told me that he had to go to his
mother and most probably he should have had to sleep there. Asked me if
I wanted to go with him or to stay with his father
Before to reply him, and still today I don't know why, I looked at his
father, and then I said: thanks, I'd like to remain with your father to
learn something more about the story of your people.
Levent, just closed the eyes for a while, then we proceeded home. Omer
left the car just upon his mother house then Levent and I continued the
driving to the house. During the journey he was more confident with me and
told me many things about the Turkish culture, and etc. It was so nice to
hear his voice and to look at him while he was talking and driving. More
than once I would have liked to touch that nice man, but I held on ..
We arrived at home, and Levent told me: do whatever you want, while
I prepare the dinner, a special dinner for a special friend. Well I took
off my cloths, and wore a nice silk pyjama, then just walked thru the house
and went into the the room of the Bath. I was attracted by this room. I
was dreaming abt all the Turkish men enjoying and relaxing into the bath
tubs, I was fantazising abt all the hunky oily bodies moving slowly and
harmoniously in tht bath and I had the sensation to feel the taste of those
hunky men.
Mr Levent was just aside me, and said: this is the room I like the most,
every day I spend a couple of hours in the bath.
We had dinner, a very light and tasteful dinner, drunk a little white
wine, and had a very nice and open conversation. At the end of the dinner
Levent offered me a drink of OUZO a very strong liquor which I had never
drunk before. It was very strong but very tasteful. While drinking and talking,
Levent got closer to me and looking into my eyes, asked me if I would have
liked to have a bath with him: I would have known something more about Turkish
culture. I watched his eyes, so nice and green, his face very attractive
and with a nice pair of bushy moustaches and said: Yes I would like. Levent
moved away toward the bath room and said: wait a little then when the bath
is ready, I will call you. He was walking like a fox, very softly and very
masculine. His shoulders were heavy enough , and his buns superb. My
imagination
was running faster and faster and I already imagined him whole naked and
nicely waiting for me. My cock was having a very hard on, and my mind just
a little bit drowsed by OUZO, was making the rest. What a porn and exciting
cores was looping around my head.
After a while Levent called me. I moved toward the Bath, very excited
and my excitation could not be hidden.
The room was full of steam, and nice perfume surrounding all the room.
I couldn't see Levent, but I could only hear his voice leading me toward
him. Then I reached him. He was laying in to the central tub, his face was
so relaxed and he asked me, c'mon pull off yr cloth and get in the hot and
warm water of this tub, You are into a Turkish bath now, isn't it what you
are looking for...?
In a few seconds I was completely naked , then went into the tub. The
sensation of warm water was great, and the taste of the air was wonderful,
then all that steam into the room gave the sensation to be into the fog.
I was extremely excited by the situation, the place, the man. Levent
told me, take your time, here you have not to rush, you are into a Turkish
bath " Hammam ": enjoy it. Then he came closer to me, and started
to touch me, massaging my body, and breathing on my neck. His hands were
so soft and skilled.
He was giving me a pleasure I never had before. He said you are attracted
by me, as I am attracted by you.
His cock was very hard and I watched it: what a nice vision, a very
nice man rod. Hard as a marble, with a very large pair of balls, strong
enough for climbing. My mind was possessed by that man.
We touched our bodies for a very long time, we kissed a lot, and played
with our cock as two swords.
I kissed his hairy chest, his nipples and he did the same. We were moaning
and pleased by that situation.
Then Levent said, get out of here and lay down on the wooden floor.
I didn't understand why, I just wanted to fuck and to be fucked by that
man. Levent looked at me, and as if he had read my mind, said: we have time,
just relax and learn to appreciate the waiting before the gift is given.
He returned bringing two little glasses containing some oil, sat aside
me and said: stay down. He wetted his hands with perfumed oil, then commenced
to massage me. While massaging he talked to me in italian and in Turkish.
He massaged my chest, then slowly descended to the belly and legs. His hands
on me, and his voice were capturing me, then I asked Levent to let me massage
him. My hands were touching that beautiful body, feeling his warmth, the
softness of his skin, and the full consistence of his muscle. Then I reached
his cock so proudly erected and my mouth captured it, and swallowed deep
down in throat such a beautiful piece of pulsating meat. Levent, gently
caressing my head, pushing my head to his belly, asking not to stop that
precious game. I would have never stop that game. His taste was so good,
and his masculine hands were continuing to touch my body. My hands were
caressing his large balls while my tongue was working his cock. All of sudden
I heard his breathing becoming more and more broken and his hands forcing
my head onto his cock, while shooting his cum into my mouth. I never receive
cum into my mouth but this situation was exciting me too much and I swallowed
all his tasteful load.
He pulled away his cock from my mouth and kissed me deeply. He said
there is nothing better than to kiss a man mouth after the delivery of man
cum load. I was extremely excited and wanted to fuck him. He said: c'mon
honey show me what do you want to do. I turned him back, and commenced to
lick his asshole.
It was so juicy, and very nice. Hairy , hot and large enough to receive
an hungry cock. After licking and rubbing I pounded my cock into him. Oh
what a delightful pleasure. His warm and wet asshole was so delicious driving
me mad, mad, mad. I held very tightly to that man, calling his name loudly,
kissing him on the neck, caressing his hair, spreading his nipples, and
fucking him harder and harder. While I was very close to cum Levent said,
stop it now, stop it now. I didn't understand why, but he said: You have
to learn more abt Turkish Bath.
He moved toward the bath door and just called a name " Osman ":
on the door appeared another man, I had never seen before. Very nice and
attractive, same age of him, but with a 9" cock and hairy as a
monkey.
Brownish beard, and black eyes., very muscular and masculine. Levent
asked the guest to show the italian young friend how two Turkish fucked.
Osman enlarged Levent asshole, lubricated it with oil then pushed his
very big boss deep down the ass. Levent was shouting loudly his lust and
asked me to fuck his mouth. I was absolutely out of my mind, and the only
thing I would do was to fuck, fuck and to be fucked. While Levant was sucking
me I kissed Osman mouth.
Then I cummed and Levent swallowed down all my juicy cream. I pulled
out my still erected cock while Osman filled Levent mouth by his big cock.
Osman said to me: fuck his ass,it's large enough now. Effectively Levent
asshole was very large and well opened.
I fucked that asshole as strong as I could excited by that particular
core. Osman cock was to large to be swallowed wholly by mouth and I saw
his stiff getting in and out and that gave me an extraordinary thrill. I
cummed once again into the asshole. Osman cummed him too. Then we fell down
empty but fully satisfied. All of us then proceeded to the warm tub. Osman
was washing my shoulder, while Levent was washing my chest. After a while
our cocks were ready for another battle. Three red/pink pulsating swords.
Osman kissed and sucked up my asshole, while I was sucking Levent cock .
I was afraid he wanted to fuck me: his cock was terriblly large, and
I didn't know if I could have been able to take it. Then Osman started to
open my asshole by his fingers, putting his tongue inside my hole. My brain
was exploding due to the excitation and a little bit of fear for that big
harness. Gently, Osman pulled his beast in my meaty nest and started to
fill it slowly, but pain was terrible. Levent watching me, and reading the
desire in my eyes but also the fear, pulled out his nice cock from my mouth,
it was extremely hard, and said: do not be afraid , now I will help you
to take it all. Just took a little of oily ointment from a jar, then smoothly
wetted my ass hole, it was so fresh and gave a reliefing sensation. While
he was rubbing into my asshole, the pain seemed to disappear, and the strong
wish to be fucked increased. My asshole was large as never before, and felt
no pain at all.
Then Osman pushed again his big cock into my glory hole, Levent was
handling it and leading into my cave. He was speaking some hot words into
my ears, and as a matter of facts the beast of Osman penetrated deep inside
of me. When he was totally in, he started to fuck me as an hammer. My mind
was blowing out, and Levent was working on my balls, squeezing them, and
always speaking to me in Turkish.
All I wanted was to be fucked and to be sucked up. I shouted Levent
name and asked him to suck my cock, and immediately he opened his mouth
and sucked me. Osman was working my ass as a bull, his hands was working
my nipples. After a while I cummed in Levent's mouth, Osman filled up my
ass hole as a river in flood, and Levent jacked off spreading all his cum
on my body. Then Osman pulled away his 9" cock from my cavern; a little
of cum went out. Levent with his cock still hard and wet of cum asked Osman
to clean it up and suck. Osman obeyed, then Levent shifted on my back, and
licked up my asshole
Oh what a night in such a Turkish private bath...
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