In the heart of the ancient city of Istanbul, there lived a wealthy sultan named Mehmet. He was a man of great power and influence, known for his harem of beautiful women. However, Mehmet had never experienced the touch of a man, and he yearned for something more.
One day, while walking through the market, Mehmet’s eyes were drawn to a young man named Hassan. Hassan was a merchant’s son, with dark, brooding eyes and a body that was toned from years of working in his father’s shop. Mehmet was immediately drawn to him and knew he had to have him.
Mehmet approached Hassan, introducing himself and offering to buy him a cup of tea. Hassan, flattered by the sultan’s attention, agreed. As they sat and talked, Mehmet couldn’t take his eyes off of Hassan’s lips. He longed to feel them on his cock, to experience the pleasure that only a man could bring.
Without a word, Mehmet took Hassan’s hand and led him to his private chambers. Once inside, he closed the door and turned to face Hassan. Hassan looked up at him, his eyes wide with surprise and anticipation. Mehmet took a step closer to him, closing the distance between them.
“I want you,” Mehmet said, his voice low and husky.
Hassan’s eyes lit up with desire as he nodded his head in agreement. Mehmet reached out, cupping Hassan’s face in his hands and kissing him deeply. Hassan responded, his tongue exploring Mehmet’s mouth as they stood there, wrapped up in each other’s arms.
Mehmet broke the kiss, his eyes locked on Hassan’s. He reached down, undoing Hassan’s pants and freeing his hard cock. Hassan moaned as Mehmet wrapped his hand around it, slowly stroking it up and down.
Mehmet knelt down in front of Hassan, his eyes never leaving Hassan’s. He leaned forward, taking Hassan’s cock into his mouth. Hassan gasped as Mehmet began to suck on him, his tongue swirling around the head of Hassan’s cock.
Hassan’s hips began to thrust forward, driving his cock deeper into Mehmet’s mouth. Mehmet took it all, his lips wrapped tightly around Hassan’s shaft as he sucked and licked. Hassan’s moans filled the room, his hands tangled in Mehmet’s hair as he held him in place.
Mehmet could feel Hassan’s cock swelling in his mouth, could feel the orgasm building deep within him. He sucked harder, his hand reaching down to cup Hassan’s balls as he swallowed him down.
Hassan’s orgasm tore through him, his cock pulsing and twitching as he filled Mehmet’s mouth with his cum. Mehmet swallowed it all, his tongue lapping at Hassan’s cock as he milked every last drop from him.
When Hassan was spent, Mehmet stood up, his lips glistening with cum. Hassan reached up, pulling Mehmet into a deep, passionate kiss.
“That was amazing,” Hassan whispered as they broke the kiss.
Mehmet smiled, his eyes shining with desire. “We’re just getting started,” he said, as he led Hassan to his bed.
The night was young, and the sultan had many desires yet to be fulfilled.
