Blowing a golden horn in Istanbul

How your heroine became a victim of Ramadan

By Suzy Size, gay Istanbul

After arriving in Istanbul, Suzy Size naturally called Yuksel immediately who was going to meet your heroine next day on Taksim square, not far away from her hotel. But neither of the two queens knew how the other looked, since so far they only had met on the internet. So Suzy described herself over the phone: 52 years old, graying, average type, definitely not looking younger than she really is, nice teeth (most false, of course), slightly too fat (the beer, you know), but not so fat that her doctor recommends a diet, wearing short pants, a backpack with a small umbrella, you never know... Suzy is definitely Swiss. So standing next day in front of Guaranti Bank, next to the Marmara Hotel on Taksim square – too early as always – Suzy checked all the males there, if they might turn out to be mysterious Yuksel. But none of them showed any signs of being Yuksel, nobody returned that scanning eyes of your heroine.

When that good looking young guy with the killer smile finally arrived, there was not the slightest doubt, this must be Yuksel! And, indeed, it was him and then they heartedly hugged each other. Traveling the whole gay world on her eternal friendship tour is not always easy for your heroine, nor is it always interesting or rewarding. There are a lot of boring places and a lot of gay assholes out there, you know. But Suzy is much compensated by highlights - like meeting wonderful Yuksel with his killer smile on Taksim square. Whenever Suzy looked at Yuksel during their conversations, she would start to smile too, since his smile is so highly contagious. Suzy must have looked a lot like Malvolio, if you ever have seen or read Twelfth Night by Shakespeare, gay sex tourist to Istanbul. Yuksel is the owner of Istanbul Queens, an internet based gay travel agency and very useful gay guide for Istanbul. A while ago he had (as many others do daily) uploaded his free and clickable entry on the Pink Pages of Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World and Suzy had contacted him before coming to Istanbul.

The two queens had some coffee at a friendly café on Istikal road which is the main shopping street in Istanbul. Most gay bars etc. are walking distance from Taksim square and famous Istikal road, actually more or less the whole Istanbul night life is located in the small streets around Istikal road. Talking to wonderful Yuksel, Suzy step by step tried to find out, if he might be interested in elder men like her, suffer under the daddy syndrome, so to speak. But, alas, he was living together with his boy friend of about the same age, both working in the hotel industry. So Suzy was heartbroken once again, but – as usual – showed a brave face, the show must go on!

Did their parents know about their sexual orientation? No, they kept quiet. The parents might know or suspect, but by not telling (and not asking) all parties involved kept their face. The gay night life in Istanbul is very vibrant, probably the most vibrant of any Muslim country (except Malaysia), but you do not throw the gay thing into the face of a still very conservative society.

Yuksel was expecting the visit of a younger cousin that evening, who just recently had confided to the slightly older cousin that he was gay. So there are moves in the right direction. Before leaving for wedding preparations – the Turks are almost as wedding crazy as the Indians – Yuksel took your heroine by her hand and walked to the entrances of some gay bars nearby. Suzy might have been able to find most of them by herself, using the updated Pink Pages of Sticky Rice Gay Guide Asia and Gay Guide World, but it saved precious time. Your heroine invited Yuksel and his husband (or wife?) to stay at her Castelgandolfo residence outside Pattaya, if the two splendid young men should ever make it to Thailand. As an old and motherly queen it is sometimes so pleasant to have brilliant young men around, even if it leads to no action, only a smile and maybe a hug.

A lot has changed in Istanbul in only one year. What used to be gay Shake-In is now straight Pendor Corner, but some gay guests still congregate here. Club 17 has closed down, and so has Queen, though they claim on their website only temporarily. And Tek Yon which means “one way” has moved to a new and much larger location. The gay night life in Istanbul starts late, completely useless to go early. Suzy started her journey around 11 at Otherside, which is located on the third floor of a building more or less opposite McDonald on Taksim square, but there was hardly anybody there initially. There was no entrance fee, but a beer did cost 10 Lira. Eduard, take notice this time, 1 $ US is still equal to 1.50 Lira, the same as last year.

Tek Yon is a large disco, on weekends they charge 12 Lira as an entrance fee which includes a drink. Well after midnight there was a sizeable crowd gathered though only a few were dancing. Since it is illegal nowadays to smoke in restaurants, bars and discos in Turkey Tek Yon has covered about half of their large courtyard with a roof and at times more people seemed to be out there instead on the dance floor. Suzy Size has never been a dancer but likes to watch the young and hip doing it. But that hardly ever leads to anything but a little voyeurism. So a beer later your heroine left in direction of Sahara bar, but never arrived there.

Sahara charges 20 Lira and is located in the same alley as Aquarius. It is supposed to have many money boys which is admittedly attractive for your heroine. Suzy had contemplated to take a tasty Turk from Sahara and go with him to Aquarius sauna which stays open 24 hours a day. Under no circumstances would she take one of them to her hotel room due to her fear of theft or violence, be a bit careful, gay sex tourist to Istanbul. Walking up Sadri Alisik Sokak she suddenly saw the sign for Deja Vu which was not a déjà vu. How many times had she passed here in search of Deja Vu – even last year – and just could not find it, none of the Istanbul gay guides had given the house number. Now at night the sign was fully lit and that made the change, Deja Vu could finally been seen amongst the other signs. Deja vu charges 10 Lira including a drink as entrance fee and is – like Sahara – a place where old men meet young money boys. Suzy liked only one of them, but he was more interested in a local big shot and your heroine was almost instantly heartbroken once again. Another one of the boys – dancing without t-shirt – was so drunk he hardly could stand - he helped himself uninvited on the drinks of other guests, was pushed around till the management threw him out to the street. Suzy had seen enough of that slightly crazy scene and left thereafter. Even in the early hours of the day there still were many people drinking, singing, partying in the streets around Istikal. Night life in Istanbul does not stop before 5 am, even during Ramadan, and now the really interesting part of this sheer endless Istanbul account follows, gay sex tourist to Turkey.

Suzy Size is always amazed how professionally the touts in Istanbul work. You can hardly pass a restaurant in the tourist areas without being approached by one of those multilingual employees who will try to explain to you why you should have food or at least a drink at their place. They do a very good job and your heroine is easily convinced, has given in to many of them. But walking by that many fish restaurants under Galata bridge, facing the famous Golden Horn and the Bosporus, nobody approached Suzy, but they had a very cute waiter at that one place and Suzy ordered a beer, not knowing that this was the first day of Ramadan. Since Istanbul is liberal when it comes to alcohol – only restaurants besides mosques will not serve any alcohol – the beer arrived in no time and Suzy engaged the cute waiter into a conversation.

Abidin – which means slave to religion - is not his real name, but Suzy will call him Abidin. He was 23 years old, had come from the impoverished Southeast of Turkey to Istanbul for work. Two of his brothers were working in other restaurants under the Galata bridge, there were 11 children in his family. Soon Abidin had figured out that Suzy was gay and written his name and cell phone number on a piece of paper which he handed to your heroine very discretely, the colleagues are watchful. He told Suzy to call him after 8 pm and that is what your horny heroine did. When Suzy called him, Abidin said he would be free at 9.30 and then they “could go somewhere”, but did not want to meet her at the restaurant – be aware of the colleagues or the brothers, the people talking – so they met, opposite the Galata bridge, at the entrance of New Mosque, which is not so very new actually, it was built between 1597 and 1663. There is a little park with benches just behind New Mosque which is located on the foot of the Golden Horn, it is very busy during the day, as you can see on the picture.

Abidin hugged Suzy when she arrived, not unlike Yuksel had done, but much more intense. He lead your heroine to those now empty park benches behind New Mosque where they first held hands, always aware that the garbage men not too far away removing the waste would not get suspicious and call the police. Then he hugged your heroine again intensively, at the same time embracing her strongly, it felt great. Suzy, always watching the garbage men, wondered where they would end up. Abidin, obviously gay, most certainly knew a convenient short time hotel nearby for the time after the prelude. He was now working on the tits of your heroine, squeezing the nipples forcefully. Then he asked Suzy to lay on the bench, putting her head on his laps. He put three fingers of his in and out of her mouth, obviously knowing what he was doing, Suzy Size definitely felt like Deep Throat. Then he unbuttoned his fly and a big very hard cock came out, as erect as the famous Galata Tower on the other side of the bridge. Suzy stopped watching the garbage men nearby and started sucking that great cock. But then Abidin put it back into his pants.

Today was the first day of Ramadan. Abidin had fasted all day, was serving food and beer to his guests at the restaurant, but had himself obeyed the Muslim rules of fasting. Sex was equally forbidden during Ramadan. He would have loved to have sex with Suzy, but not during Ramadan.

They stayed on that bench for long and played around, Abidin took out his golden horn again and again, but always stopped short when he was approaching an orgasm. He tried to sodomize Suzy with his finger, but was stopped by your heroine who explained him she was a top. This lead to an interesting discussion. In the view of Abidin, Suzy was not gay, if she would not be fucked.

And Abidin saw himself not as homo- or even bisexual, but as completely straight guy, who wanted to get married later when he had earned enough money and have only three children, unlike his parents who had eleven.

Abidin begged Suzy to come back to Istanbul after Ramadan and have sex with him, since he was so very horny all the time.

And Suzy Size, remembering that intensive night when she became a victim of Ramadan, is certainly inclined to abide to Abidins desire and to return to that wonderful Golden Horn as soon as possible.

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