I very nearly said no and I probably even now wouldn't know how wonderful it feels to be fucked. The holiday we were on was a last minute thing and it was cheap, very cheap. My wife booked it because she wanted some sunshine before winter got a grip, so in late October last year we flew out to Turkey.

I'm not a beachy person, so when she spends all days soaking up the sun I usually find places to visit. Asking one of the desk clerks in our hotel, where there was a good place to get a Turkish massage, he recommended one not too far from where my wife liked to sun bathe on the beach. After sitting with her for an hour the next day, I told her where I was going and left.

The massage was going great, if a little rough. Then the guy in broken English asked me if I wanted the "special". Thinking he was trying to rip me off, I asked how much. When he looked at me and said "For someone as cute as you, it's free".

I was already naked with just a towel covering my modesty, and the oils he'd used had made my body slippery and smooth. Walking over to the door he closed it fully and flicked the lock into place. Walking back to me he began to massage me again, taking his time to really ease out my lower back. Asking me to turn over the towel slipped and I went to replace it, he told me to leave it as he'd seen many mens cocks before and the "special" required total nudity.

A little nervous, but deffinately intrigued I let him carry on. Massaging my shoulders, upper body and curling his hands down to my legs, his fingers began to trace their way up to my groin area. Slowly but surely his fingers contacted my already semi erect cock. Feeling another mans oiled up hands take hold of my cock was completely strange to me, but not as I discovered abhorrent.

His long firm strokes on my dick soon had it fully erect and he was at the same time gently massaging my balls. Four or five minutes of his attentions had me almost ready to cum, but just before I could he turned me over again. My dick was straining underneath me as his hands began to work on my buttocks. Pulling them apart and needing them firmly I felt a finger brush across my arsehole and was about to tell him to stop, when the same finger entered my rear.

It was a seminal moment in my life. I could have stopped it right there, but the sensation it gave me with my cock throbbing beneath me, made me ease myself and I relaxed letting his finger slide deeper into my arsehole. He began to rhythmically fuck my hole with his finger until he heard me groan with pleasure. Bending forwards he said to me "Now the Special".

I didn't look round, I sort of knew what was about to happen. I heard him taking off his shorts and unwrapping what I guessed to be a condom. Feeling him getting himself on the low bench behind me and then spreading my legs, I allowed myself the brifest of looks behind. What I saw didn't frighten me, it actually exhillerated me. Seeing his thick erect cock sleathed in a condom and oiled up, made my arsehole quiver with an unknown anticipation.

I felt his weight on me a little and then in one long slow movement he penetrated my arse. His next comment nearly had me laughing even as the pain built. He said "Now to massage your insides". It a was a funny thing to say and I'll always remember it. With a growing pace he began to thrust a little harder and my arsehole started to accept his cock fully. A few minutes of pain in me and patience by him, and he was fucking me for real.

It was the beginning of a whole new chapter in my life and I cannot express how beautiful, sexually thrilling and totally amazing it was to be fucked. Not in a million years would I have thought I would have liked the feeling of being fucked, but I'd have been very very wrong. Each thrust of his hips sending his thick slippery cock into my bowels had my dick, my lower stomach and my mind going into pure exquisit rapture. It was if I was meant to be someone who got fucked.

When he felt me moving backwards onto him, he had me kneel up and his fucking of me became a lot rougher, but I didn't care, because by then I was his to do whatever he wanted. My cock was swaying to and thro as he built up speed and power, slamming his cock hard into my rear passage. A couple of minutes in that position with his cock hammering away at my arsehole and surealy for me I started to feel myself cumming. I hadn't touched my dick, but all the same I was on the brink of orgasm and it was sending my arsehole wild with the need to fucked harder. Turning around and looking at him, I told him to fuck me hard.

When I came it was like it the first ever time. The feeling was different, not just more intense, but also it seemed as though the orgasm went right through my body, as my semen literally sprayed all over the towel, bench and floor in front of me. I came so much at first, I thought I pissed. Seeing and hearing me cum, made my Turkish massuer drive his cock harder and deeper into my arsehole, and within a minute I felt him shuddering as his own orgasm erupted. Collapsing on top of me and forcing me to lay down, he put his mouth to my ear and breathlessly whispered "That my friend was a special".

Joining my wife on the beach as the sun beat down, I told her I'd enjoyed the massage and promptly fell asleep on my sun lounger. I awoke later to a weird sensation in my arsehole. It was an uncomfortable feeling, almost as if his cock was still inside me. But it didn't detract form the wonderful time I'd had, one I repeated sadly only once more in the week we were there, as my wife began to accompany me on my walks.

I've not had any gay sexual experiences since we've been back, but I did have the oportunity over the Christmas period. If it wasn't for the fact the person coming onto me was my boss, I most probably would be confessing to to having gay sex then too. We have booked to go back to the same place in May this year, after my insistance. Who knows I might just have found a fuck buddy here by then, we'll see!!!