Turkish Prince with Huge Cock and his Sexual Encounters with Local Men 1

I'd been told to go to Heathrow Airport, Terminal three to pick up three passengers and drive them into Central London. I had been warned that one of them was the teenage son of a wealthy (and I mean WEALTHY) Turkish magnate who was formerly a member of the now defunct royal family and I was to be very deferential to them all.

When I got to the terminal I went straight to the Airline Information Desk and checked the status of the flight and told them who I was collecting. They immediately became very animated and I was given a special pass to put in my car windscreen which allowed me to park right outside the terminal door. The flight was not due to land for about forty minutes so I had time to retrieve my car from the car park and park it in splendid isolation just outside the terminal.

I was then escorted to an unmarked door where my escort swiped a card and allowed me to enter a very plush lounge, obviously a VIP area where I was allowed to wait for my passengers. A few minutes later a tall, slim middle eastern-looking man arrived. He told me that he was from the Turkish Embassy and that my principal passenger was Prince Ferhan, the 18 year-old son of a former Turkish prince, now a very wealthy businessman. He was still permitted to use the title of Prince' but more as a courtesy than anything else. He would be accompanied by his personal servant, Habib who, according to Turkish tradition, was the same age as his master, born on the very same day. My third passenger would be Prince Ferhan's bodyguard named Talik. I was instructed that I was to address the Prince asEffendi' on first meeting him and thereafter as `Sir'. I was to obey the Prince's instructions over and above all others, including the bodyguard if their instructions conflicted.

As we spoke a private jet touched down on the runway outside the window and he told me that they had arrived.

`You will take the Prince wherever he wished to go, but if he gives you no instructions you will take him to Claridge's, (a most prestigious London hotel) where a suite had been reserved for him.

As we waited he told me a little about the Prince and that he was visiting England to improve his command of the language. Our Trade Delegation was due to visit Turkey in the near future and as his father spoke no English at all he was most anxious that Prince Ferhan be able to translate for him.

I asked him why an English chauffeur had been appointed to drive him from the airport and was told that I should not ask this question, but that several Turkish Embassy chauffeurs had recently been dismissed. `If the Prince likes you he may ask you to be his personal chauffeur while you are here' he said.

There was a bustling at the entrance to the lounge and a tall, muscular man appeared and came over and greeted my companion in Turkish, he was introduced to me as Talik, the Prince's bodyguard. He bowed and shook my hand, smiled at me and said in impeccable English `You come to us highly recommended, Eddie, I hope that you will be with us for the duration of our stay. Our luggage will be taken direct to the hotel by the airline as there is far too much to fit into the boot of a car'

As he finished speaking two young boys in traditional middle-eastern dress with long flowing robes and headdresses appeared through the door and my two companions bowed low. I assumed that this was the prince and his servant and copied the bow.

Talik carried out the introductions, which I thought was unusual, a humble chauffeur being introduced to a prince, but it was explained to me that Prince Ferhan might be heavily dependent on me during his stay and so tradition had been dispensed with during this trip.

As the boys walked towards the door the prince tripped and stubbed his toe. Immediately Habib was on the floor removing the Prince's sandal and massaging his injured foot. That will do Habib' said the prince in heavily accented English,there is no need to fuss now we are in England.' Habib looked rather upset until the prince put his hand on his shoulder and said `I am not displeased with you, but we can relax things when we are away from my father' The two boys smiled at one another and once again headed for the door.

When we reached the car Talik sat in the back with the prince and Habib sat next to me in the front. I could not help taking sideling glances at Habib. He was darkly handsome and had really beautiful hands. The kind of hands I could imagine encircling my cock and giving me the gentle jack-off of a lifetime.

I have decided that all our conversations will be in English while I am here' said Prince Ferhan with his heavy accentIf you hear us speaking Turkish, Eddie, you must immediately tell us to revert to English'

Very well, sir' I said and continued the journey down the airport spur road and on to the motorway, where the price saw a sign toservices' or rest area' as it is better known worldwide.What is services' he asked me `Well, sir, motorway services are where we stop if we need to use the toilet or want to have something to eat or drink or need to fill up with petrol.'

Ah' he saidI feel the need to be serviced, so we will stop.'

`Do you think that is wise Sir?' asked Talik.

`WE WILL STOP' the price said emphatically.

I pulled off the road and headed towards the main building when the prince said `No, Eddie, park away from everyone else where we will not be disturbed.'

`Very well, sir' I said and parked as far away as I could from any other vehicles.

As I pulled to a halt Talik immediately jumped out of the car and looked around. Habib left me and sat in the back with Prince Ferhan. I stayed in my seat and Talik stayed outside the car, watching for anybody approaching. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw Habib lifting the Prince's robe. I came as a complete shock when I saw that that the prince was totally naked underneath and his young cock was standing to attention. He was VERY well endowed for his age, probably 8-1/2 inches hard and quite thick. I was brought to my senses by the prince saying to me Do you like what you see?' Habib by now had taken the Prince's cock in his mouth and was moving steadily up and down.I noticed you looking at Habib when we were in the airport tunnel and I guessed that you would like to see this'

I cleared my throat and said `I am enjoying it very much indeed, sir'

`Then we must arrange for you and Habib to get together some time and have some fun' said the prince.

`That would be very much appreciated, sir' I replied.

Between sucking and wanking it took about five minutes for the prince to reach orgasm and as he started breathing erratically I reached into the glove box and pulled out a small, clean hand towel, which had come in handy for me before, and passed it across to the back seat. After his orgasm, which was very intense, the prince thanked me for my consideration and Habib started to clean him up, then passed the towel back to me. I like you, Eddie' said the princeI would consider it a favour if you would be my driver for the entire trip. There will be a room in my suite for you and all expenses will be paid. I will pay you handsomely and you will have the use of Habib's services whenever he is not attending me.

Habib smiled at this and said to me `Your wish is my command, sir'.

`Please don't call me sir, I said, please call me Eddie.' Habib looked at the Prince who gave his approval, then tapped on the car window and beckoned Talik to get back into the car.

Now we will go to the services as I have to use the toilet' said the prince. I drove to the main building and parked up. I said that I also needed to pee, so the prince, Habib and myself went into the toilet leaving Talik to look after the car. The Prince stood at the entrance to the toilets and motioned for me to go in first. I went to a urinal, unzipped and took out my cock and started to pee. Imagine my surprise when the prince stood next to me, gathered up his robes and started to pee. Habib followed suit on the other side of him and we stood in silence until the prince saidIt is most civilised to stand when urinating. In Turkey we have very few urinals and it is the custom to sit when relieving oneself. He then looked down at my cock and said `You seem to be reasonably well endowed, I think you will be able to keep Habib happy for the next two weeks.'

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written by colcalverley