Noah's Starship

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Per reader request, character recap: Noah (age 20) is a small, blonde college boy hopelessly in love with his dark, muscled, ex-army boyfriend Navid (27). Navid, a native of Iran, works in trading investment properties for his boss Karim (40), an older version of Navid who was raised by a traditional Persian family and helps Navid reconcile his feelings and his culture. Noah's best friend Erik (20), a tall, outgoing gay boy, is dating Aram (26), Navid's best friend since childhood who came with him from Iran to study here.

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+{Noah's Starship}+

-+-[Ch. 17]-+-

~By Emri~

++ Noah ++

For the first day of the Fall semester at Tarzana College Navid insisted on wading through the crush of traffic, parking in the overcrowded garage, and walking me to my first class. You might think he was being annoyingly overprotective, but I could tell he missed being on campus with me. It had been his home the past three years.

We'd come the week before to buy my books and see where all my classes were going to be. He seemed sad that he wasn't going to be there anymore. He kept commenting that things were so simple for me.

I got the feeling that the pressure and success of his business was starting to make him nostalgic for his laidback days of class, soccer, and friends. He hadn't played in his league in months. He dropped me at my class and then stayed on campus to meet up with Aram for coffee. Navid had a meeting way out in Ventura that afternoon so Aram would give me a ride home.

He only let me sign up for four courses this semester since they were harder and he wanted me to spend more time at home taking care of things. I'd tried to add a beginner Persian class so I could start to learn his language, but he said that was a waste of time and wouldn't help my degree.

He'd spent the summer working on big business deals and they were picking up speed and size. He was taking on more projects and wanted me to be home more to take care of him. I was glad classes were back in session though. The summer had been lonely and I was anxious to see my friends again.

It wasn't a demand that I stayed home, but I liked being there for him. He needed me there. He said it made him so happy to come home and find dinner cooking and me not overly stressed about school. He said it was his happy place, and I was his happy person, his peace.

Karim and Mike were coming over more often too. Karim and Navid set up their calendar and projects board in the little nook next to the dining table and under the stairs. Mike and I would make dinner while Karim and Navid went over logistics, schemes, finances, business stuff.

The funny thing is that Karim and Mike have a big house with Karim's office, a huge kitchen, and lots of space to relax. But... they seemed to prefer our little townhouse. I asked Mike about it once and he said he didn't understand it either... He told me Karim said they work better here.

I asked Navid about it one night when we were falling asleep and he said Karim liked the "vibe" of our place.

"Our place has vibes?" I asked. I didn't know what that meant.

"Is English word, Noah! You don't know this?" Navid laughed. He loved when he found something I hadn't really heard before. "It means mood. He likes that it is chill here, and you make happy home."

"Their home isn't happy?" I asked and looked up at him with my face against his chest. This was the one time of day when Navid seemed ok with me asking endless questions. He knew his deep, Persian tone soothed me to sleep in his arms.

"That is his business, not ours..." Navid looked down at me with disapproval for prying, but then he continued and told me anyways, "They are having some troubles. Mike does not keep clean the home like you do, and he also stopped working his side jobs... and does not want to work for Karim to help the business. He likes to spend money, but not help earn it or make a nice home... You are opposite. You spend no money and you make perfect home."

"They seem happy when they come over, and Mike helps me clean up the kitchen when we make dinner," I said as Navid rubbed a thumb over my cheek as his hand held my jaw.

"They love each other, and do not want others to get into their relationship. I would feel same with you. We fix our things, they fix theirs," Navid assured with a loud yawn that told me my question time was over.

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Friday afternoon Navid texted me that I needed to pack a bag for us with clothes for that night and the next day. He said to put on my swimsuit when I finished. I was finishing homework and about to start making dinner when I got it so I hurried upstairs and grabbed our small travel bag.

"Swimsuits! Party! Big Client!" Navid yelled when he came in. He quickly stripped off his tie and suit as he came up the stairs towards me.

"Pool party?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes! Big Client, Noah! Big money! He invites us! This can be big money if he likes us," Navid said in between big gulps of breath.

"You pack for me too?" Navid asked as he popped into the bathroom and opened the lid to the toilet. He shoved a toothbrush in his mouth and went to pee without waiting for me to answer him.

He washed his hands and then came out completely naked and drying his hands on a towel. It had been a few weeks since he had hit the gym. He'd been working pretty hard, and his stomach had lost that hard ab etching, but it didn't matter. He was still the most handsome man I'd ever seen.

"What? Why the smiles?" Navid asked as he caught me checking him out. He tossed the hand towel on the low dresser and came towards me as his fat, soft cock dangled between his thighs.

"I never get used to seeing you naked," I admitted and held up the pair of swim trunks I'd picked out for him.

"I used to be hot. I don't go to gym like I need to," he said and took the trunks from me.

"Doesn't matter, you'll always be perfect. It's who you are... my perfect love," I said. Navid tossed the trunks aside and pulled me in for a kiss.

"I love you Noah, so much more than you ever will know," he said and held me against his chest. He leaned in to touch his forehead to mine. The way he did that and looked down at me, it was his way of saying I was precious to him, special.

We "noodled around" (That's what Navid calls it when we make-out. I don't know where he got that.) for a few minutes in our half-naked states until we heard the downstairs door open and Karim call up to us that he was waiting.

"Are you two naked up there?" Karim yelled.

Navid yelled something back in Persian and laughed at what must have been his own joke. He quickly slid on the trunks and then stepped into some slip-on shoes I'd put out for him. He grabbed out bag and pulled me by the hand down to Karim.

Mike was waiting in the car and he just gave us a quick hello when we got in the backseat. He seemed annoyed at something, but I didn't want to pry in front of Karim and Navid. It could wait for a time when we could talk privately.

Karim sped off and up to the freeway as Mike looked quietly out the window with his arms crossed. Navid and Karim talked about the man who had invited us to his party. He was a wealthy older gay man who lived with his partner out in the west hills. He had grown tired of his current investment group and wa willing to invest with Karim and transfer his holdings over. They used a lot of technical terms, but it would mean a lot of money for them so I was happy.

Navid held up his phone and pulled me against his chest. He had really been into taking selfie pics of us in close embraces. It seemed odd since he was so cautious about sharing affection in public, but he had a select group of people who saw these pictures and posts.

This one showed his bare chest since he had nothing on but the trunks and shoes. I'd put on a tank top since he always encouraged my modesty. He held me against his chest with big smiles. He adjusted the coloring and brightness and other stuff to make us look better, and then posted it with the caption "Swimtime with the Baby Noah."

"Who sees that stuff?" I asked as Karim zoomed towards an off-ramp.

"Friends and clients," Navid said.

"Pervy old ones who like to see him dominate you," Mike popped up from the front seat. I guess he had been listening to us.

"That's enough. You can be quiet about your foul mood and not spread it," Karim warned him.

Mike started to open his mouth, but then closed it again and turned back towards the window.

"Pervy?" I mouthed soundlessly to Navid. He just shook his head with frustration. He didn't want me exposed to this or getting involved in their fight.

"Of course not! You think I will share my boy like that? You think I want that for you?" Navid asked in a whisper. He brought me in under his arm as I shook my head.

At the party, Navid took our bag in while Karim grabbed his and Mike's. We would share a bedroom with them. There was a bed for two and then a single bed near the window.

"Noah and I will share smaller bed. He sleeps on my chest anyways. We prefer the smaller," Navid said to act as though his boss taking the larger bed was doing him a favor.

"Oh we like to spread out. Karim wouldn't want to accidentally touch me," Mike laughed but there was no humor to his voice. Karim scowled as tension filled the small room.

I didn't know what to say to that, neither did Navid. He set down our bag and then ushered me out of the room and closed the door so they could argue in peace.

Downstairs we found the host. Sure enough, he was an older white guy as Navid had said. His partner was a man who looked Korean and slightly older than Navid. Navid turned on the charm and shoved me in front of him as though to say to the older man, "Look! I brought one of you!"

They were Mark and Allen. I could tell from the looks they gave us that they were more interested in Navid and how nice he looked in the small swim trunks. They were polite enough to me though. Mark asked Navid to step into his office to talk about a few things.

"I'll go get the food ready for the party," Allen said. I offered to help and earned an approving smile from everyone. Karim and Mike were upstairs arguing quietly enough to not disturb the party.

I followed Allen to the kitchen and he showed me the trays of food he had ordered from a catering place. I was helping him unpack and arrange it all onto nice plates when Mike came in and found us. He introduced himself to Allen with a painted smile as though everything was ok.

"What can I help with?" he asked without looking at me. He looked tense and his eyes were a little red. I felt badly for him. He had always been the nicest of anyone I'd met in Navid's circles.

"I was going to have Noah slice the cucumbers and carrots. Could you put the hummus into that bowl on the counter?" Allen offered.

"Noah's not supposed to use knives. He's accident prone. He can do the hummus," Mike said coldly and nudged me away from the cutting board I was about to use. I let it go.

"So Noah, do you help your husband with his work? Mark says he is a rising star in this industry and doing very well," Allen asked me as though he was desperate to lighten the tone.

"Noah's a houseboy. Navid keeps him out of things," Mike pointed the knife towards me.

"Oh... well that's a job. I take care of the house so Mark can focus on business too. I do spend all his money though! I'm sure Navid brings home a lot for you to play with." Allen laughed. He was still trying to lighten the mood though I could feel the tension rising off of Mike.

"I'm in school, but I also take care of the house. Navid's no help at all with that," I laughed.

"He has Noah very well-trained. He keeps everything clean and doesn't spend a dime," Mike said without looking up.

"Oh college! I started studying biology, but never finished. There seemed to be no need when I married Mark. He bought us this place and it was too much work to do both," Allen said. He was ignoring Mike's rude remarks, but I was ready to get away from this.

"I'm hoping to finish. I'm not sure what kind of job I'll do when I graduate, but I hope to write," I said. I put the hummus into a bowl as Mike hacked angrily at a carrot.

"You think Navid will let you work? He doesn't even let you dress yourself," Mike laughed.

"I'm sure you'll find a way to do both! He told Mark how hard you work," Allen insisted.

"It's hard doing both! I try to make a nice place for Navid to come home to. He works so hard and pays for everything so it's the least I can do to help out. He's such a good man," I said.

"I'm sure you take very good care of him. He obviously loves you deeply," Allen kept trying to turn back to pleasant conversation, but Mike wasn't playing along.

"Oh Noah's the perfect houseboy. He cooks, cleans, never argues or spends money, and only opens his mouth when there's a cock in front of it!" Mike pushed the tray towards me and went to the other side of the kitchen.

"That's really... mean... are you mad at me? Did I do something to hurt your feelings?" I asked.

"You do a lot of things.... It's hard to live up to perfect Noah," Mike said. He still wouldn't look at me. He started arranging the vegetables on the platter around the bowl I'd filled.

"What did I do? Why are you being mean to me?" I asked with sudden panic. I'm not good at confrontation and I didn't want it with Mike. I felt my eyes on the edge of tears.

The doorbell rang and Allen made a quick exit. I thought I heard him sigh with relief at the chance to get out of there.

As Allen pushed the door of the kitchen, Karim and Navid came in.

"Are you finish, baby? We can go swim!" Navid had a triumphant grin, but it quickly faded when he saw me.

"What's wrong? Why upset?" he asked. He looked between me and Mike then looked to Karim.

"What did you do, Michael? How could you make a scene when we're trying to get business going here? I told you to leave it until we got home!" Karim flashed an accusing glare.

"Me! Of course... It's always my fault! I upset the precious baby!" Mike kept his voice down though it was no less angry.

"Don't be mad at him. He's upset," I said to Karim, still wanting to fix whatever was wrong.

"Noah!" Navid gripped my arm tensely. He didn't want me involved in their business.

"I don't need you defending me. You're the reason..." Mike started to say, but Karim interrupted.

"Michael! I should have left you at home," Karim barked.

"Ok let us calm this. I'll handle my boy, you handle yours?" Navid asked Karim with a faint smile as though we really were children to them and the parents needed to step in to stop this squabble.

"I'd rather handle your boy! Mine is out of control," Karim replied with a small laugh.

"Of course you would. Noah's always compliant and easy. I should just smile and nod my head like an idiot," Mike growled. His arms were crossed tightly against his chest.

"I've had enough of that! You're being a spoiled child! I'm here on important business and you just want to make a scene. This could be money for us. It's not like you bring anything in these days," Karim said with a flash of anger, but quickly lowered his voice.

I went towards him and put my hand on his chest. I felt his heart pounding through his shirt. Karim looked down at me with surprise. He was ready to fight with Mike.

"He's my friend. He's always been kind to me and made me feel welcome. You two love each other and I hope we have that same love when we've been together as long. Fix this, please," I said. Navid pulled me back against his chest. He crossed his arms across my stomach. He was ready to take me out of there.

Karim sighed. He went over to Mike and offered his hand. Mike uncrossed his arms and took it.

"I always want to fix this... I hope you do too," Karim said to him. They interlaced their fingers and Karim brought him in for a hug.

"Let's carry out these trays," Navid said and let go of me. I took the tray of vegetables and Navid carried two trays of finger foods. We left the two men in the kitchen to work things out.

"I don't want you involved. It is not our place," Navid whispered as we pushed out of the kitchen.

"I know... but he's my friend," I said and Navid sighed and nodded for me to walk forward.

"Are you ok? He hurt your feelings?" Navid asked. I just nodded. He leaned in and kissed my cheek.

The guests had arrived en masse. The living room and front room were filled with twenty or so guys of varying ages and ethnicities. Mark and Allen were floating between everyone making happy conversation. Allen saw us with the trays and came to show us where he wanted them.

"Is everything ok?" Allen asked me. "I didn't want to leave you in there with him, but you seemed like you wanted to talk to him."

Navid set the trays down and I heard a small growl escape his chest. He didn't want the hosts, the potential clients, hearing about their troubles. It wouldn't instill confidence in their business.

"Yes, it is fine. Mike wasn't feeling well, but he's better now," Navid assured with a fake smile.

"Good! Mark was looking for you," Allen said to Navid.

Navid kissed my cheek and disappeared into the crowd. I followed Allen to where he wanted the vegetables. He pointed to a small table, but said he had a cloth to set under it. He went to get it while I waited and held the tray like a catering waiter.

"Cucumbers!" a voice said from my side. I turned to see a guy about my size. He was staring me down with his lips turned up into a coy smirk.

He was a handsome Asian guy about my age with eyes that I couldn't help but admire. They were brown and wide with long lashes that gave him a Disney character quality. He was an inch taller than me and nearly as thin. He had on a tight black v-neck shirt that showed decent definition with a hint of point to his nipples.

"I made them!" I said, not sure why my voice sounded so flirty. His eyes lit up at my interest.

"I always thought they just grew in the ground," he laughed. "But you're cute so ok."

"Oh, yes. I mean... I didn't MAKE them, but I... um... cut," I stumbled and blushed.

He took a few slices of cucumber off the tray and ignored the hummus. He chewed them with raised eyebrows like they were a newfound delicacy.

"Not bad. You make good cucumbers. I'm Ryan, by the way." he said and moved in closer.

Allen returned with the cloth and set it on the table. I handed him the tray and looked around for Navid. I had a sudden feeling of guilt for talking to someone I found attractive. Allen set the tray down and then walked off.

With my hands suddenly free, Ryan moved in closer to me. I backed up a step, but hit the wall. I jumped slightly from surprise and got another laugh from him.

"I'm Noah," I said. The slight knot of guilt began to grow larger in me. It wasn't like me to talk to strangers, but something about him just clicked.

"I've seen you before somewhere. I remember staring at those eyes before somewhere. You go to Tarzana?" Ryan asked.

"Yes! You too? I used to go to the lgbt group," I said.

"Small world... I should have said hello the first time," Ryan put his hand on my arm.

I nodded with a dopey smile. His hand felt electric on my skin. It send a little jolt through me.

"I haven't seen you at these parties before. Allen's my uncle," he beamed and leaned into me. He had a light cologne that smelled clean and masculine. He put a hand on the wall behind me to balance himself.

"Oh! You two do look alike," I said.

"No, his brother married my aunt. We all look the same though, right? He's not even Korean," Ryan gave a look of offense.

"Oh," I was horrified. "I... uh..."

"I'm kidding, bro! He's my mom's brother," Ryan laughed and gave my shoulder a light punch.

"Oh! Right... Haha," I laughed awkwardly. I found my back pressed against the wall. He had me.

"You blush so easily! Damn you're cute," Ryan's eyes narrowed in on me and he brushed a thumb across my cheek. He still had me cornered between the wall and his chest.

"Thanks... um... yeah," I had no idea what to say. I've never been good at flirting.

"Are you heading out to the pool or whipping up another batch of cucumbers?" Ryan joked.

"I haven't seen the pool yet, but yeah that sounds... yeah," I bit my lip and Ryan's eyes lit up.

"There's my baby!" Navid called as he suddenly appeared next to us. Ryan got pushed back as Navid wedged himself between us as though Ryan wasn't there. I could smell alcohol on Navid's breath and noted the happy haze in his eyes. He must have had fun with Mark.

"Woah, bro!" Ryan said angrily as Navid slid an arm around me.

"Oh! You make a little friend," Navid said as he suddenly registered Ryan's presence. He turned to my side so he could see both of us.

"Uhh, Ryan, Navid. Navid, Ryan," I said and waved my hand between them.

"Hello Ryan, I'm Noah's boyfriend," he said. His voice didn't have even a hint of jealousy. He seemed genuinely happy and unaware, but it might have been the alcohol. He put one arm around me and offered his hand to Ryan.

I felt like an asshole. Ryan looked disappointed, a little angry, and confused.

"Cool, man," he said. He shook Navid's hand and looked slightly embarrassed.

"Excuse us, please. We are needed outside," Navid said and slid his hand over mine. He pulled me away as Ryan and I exchanged last looks of... something.

"Are you mad? I wasn't really flirting with him... I mean... I wasn't going to..." I stammered when we got to the back patio.

"Him?" Navid laughed a little too loudly like I'd been pulling a prank on him. He straightened up when I didn't laugh along.

"Wait... YOU were flirting with him? Oh... And... You want that I am jealous! I should have fought him to protect my Noah?" Navid asked.

"No... not really... We were just talking," I said, trying to play it off.

"He is pretty cute. You would play with a guy like him? I never thought this was your type. You like a smaller man? He is your age too... not old enough to provide for you. You will like man like him?" Navid asked with sincere interest. He seened to be going through the pros and cons of Ryan.

"No, never... I have you. I was just... talking to him," I insisted.

"But if you don't have me. You will be interested in him? I mean he is your same size, like Asian Noah. Might be kind of hot to watch Blonde you with darker you... He has pretty eyes" Navid trailed off thoughtfully.

"Really? You'd like that?" I asked as a smile crept across my lips.

"Is like watching two girls together. It feels different than if I see you with a man like me. But I don't think this is something you will do for serious. You are too pure and sweet. But at least it cheers you up from the Mike and Karim situation," he noted. He rubbed my shoulder and guided me out towards the pool.

"Navid!" Mark called from the pool where he and a few other older guys were swimming around with drinks in their hands.

I'd forgotten our primary business here was for Navid to secure a client. I put on my happy boyfriend face as Navid led me by the hand. He only had swim trunks on, but I had shoes and a tank-top. I pulled my hand from his and sat down on a lounger to take off the things that didn't belong in a pool. Navid put his phone and wallet in my shoes.

"Shots! We need more shots!" Mark called as we got into the pool and went towards them.

The party was filling up quickly and I didn't recognize any of the guys. It was different from Navid's usual parties filled with Arab or Persian men and their admirers. This one had all kinds of guys and age groups. Navid wasn't the dominant one here and had to rely on his English. He kept me close to him.

The pool was oddly shaped and had little outlets that disappeared between rock formations. It made for a lot of private spaces in the dimly lit backyard. The place looked like it was featured on one of those design shows. It showed that Mark and Allen were very into entertaining large groups.

There were two paved areas on either side of the pool that held lounge chairs. They weren't the typical metal or wicker things you find at a waterpark or hotel pool, they looked like they would do just as well inside the living room. On one side they were arranged around a fire pit, the other side just had them facing the pool.

We swam over towards Mark and his friends as a guy brought over a bottle of something amber colored and a stack of tiny plastic cups. Mark began pouring a few and Navid chugged what he was handed. He was already tipsy and in a very happy mood.

"You two are so hot together!" Mark laughed as Navid brought me in under his right arm. It was a shallower part of the pool so I could stand with the water just up to my nipples, but I still held on to Navid.

"Noah is the best. I keep him by my side now though. He has already attracted admirers," Navid laughed and kissed my cheek.

"You have as well," Mark insisted. I saw his eyes light up as he took in Navid's muscled chest. I looked around for Allen and saw him inside the house talking with two other guys. Karim and Mike weren't anywhere to be found.

Mark and Navid bantered happily as they did more shots. I should have stopped Navid, he was getting a little too happy and didn't realize Mark was into him. The older man was drunk as well and flirting more freely. He put his hands on Navid's chest as though I wasn't right there and squeezed his pecs and biceps like he was considering buying him.

It was awkward and got worse when I saw Ryan dive in on the other side of the pool. We made brief eye contact. He looked upset and quickly turned his back to me. I decided it was best to just leave it alone.

I turned back towards Navid to see Mark rubbing his back. He leaned into Navid's neck and whispered something. The two of them laughed like idiots.

"I'm going to swim around," I said, breaking their private joke.

"Oh," Navid said as though he suddenly remembered I was there. "I come with you." Mark looked disappointed, but I was already pushing off and Navid broke their odd embrace to set his cup on the pool ledge.

I swam over to one of the places where the pool narrowed between two fake rock cliffs. I turned to see Navid had caught up to me and looked at me with happy, glazed eyes. He looked at me like I was some new life form he wanted to explore.

"You're so beautiful, like golden elf," he slurred happily.

"You're drunk," I laughed.

"I am! Is ok though, we sleep here, my little chunk of heaven." Navid came towards me and kissed my cheek.

"You get so happy and lovey when you're drunk," I said. It was good to see him relaxed. He had worked so hard this week and was stressed.

"I love you so much, Noah. Sometimes I just see you and can not believe you are mine for always. I am most lucky man to ever live." He was getting overly sappy in his inebriated state.

"I love you too... I haven't seen Karim or Mike for awhile. I hope they are ok," I said.

"We are great," Karim's voice sounded from behind the rocks. Navid swam over and I followed him. The pool narrowed between the rocks but then opened to a circle with blue lights under the water.

The circular pool was only a few feet deep and there was a ridge around it under the water where Karim sat with his arm around Mike. I followed Navid as he sat on the other side of Karim from Mike. Navid brought me down to his lap and slid his arms around me as he nibbled on my neck.

"You can see the stars out here," Karim noted and I looked up. There weren't many since we were still close to the city, but I understood why the backyard was so dark.

As my eyes adjusted, I noticed a two other couples in the small area. I nudged Navid and pointed to where two guys across from us were rubbing each other under the water and kissing. Navid covered my eyes with his hand and turned my head towards Karim.

"Oh! You can see that too out here," Karim laughed.

Navid said something in Persian and the two of them erupted with laughs.

I looked across Karim's chest and saw Mike was looking at me sheepishly. The anger had left him and he seemed peaceful under Karim's arm.

I looked at him questioningly and he nodded like things were ok. He mouthed, "sorry." I just shrugged and nodded back. I wasn't upset with him.

Navid was bantering with Karim in their language while his hands roamed my chest, tummy, thighs. His lips kissed up my neck and each time he breathed I got a healthy dose of whatever he'd been drinking. He was in an amorous mood and my body responded. I started sliding on his lap as his cock thickened up under me.

"Noah, I'm hard," Navid whispered weakly in my ear as his hands slid down to my swim trunk-covered ass. He moved me on his cock and I started to grind against it.

"I can feel," I whispered back. His lips found mine and I tasted the alcohol on his breath, but his tongue felt so warm and nice in my mouth. I sucked on it as his lips rubbed mine.

"Baby... I so hard for you... My beautiful boy... You need me in that little hole?" Navid said. In his drunken state he was forgetting that we were inches from Karim and Mike. He was getting lost in exploring me, and I was hopelessly dazed by his muscled body that held me in a warm cage. His lips ambled adoringly over my cheek and down my jaw.

"Yes sir," I gulped. The prickly beard of his chin rubbed over my cheek and I looked up to see Karim and Mike cuddled next to us and staring with interest. Mike had his hand in Karim's lap, rubbing a growing lump under his loose green swimsuit. It should have felt awkward, but I was so turned on that I didn't care who saw us. I needed my man.

"My baby," he hissed as his hands rubbed my tummy and slid down to my thighs. He was fully hard under me as I moved my ass back and forth across his lap. I bounced happily on him as his lips and teeth worked on my shoulder.

"Navi," I whispered as he slid a hand up the leg of my swim trunks and rubbed my twitching hole. I turned my head back from Karim and saw Mark making his way towards us.

"Yes, baby," he moaned as he humped against me. He was breathing heavy and I could tell he was close to creaming in his trunks.

"People are watching," I breathed as he ground his bulge against my ass. His lips kissed up my neck and then his teeth nibbled on my earlobe.

"Huh?" He said and pulled his lips off my ear.

"Oh!" He corrected and let his hand fall from my trunks.

"Don't stop for us," Karim said. We turned to see the waistband of his swimsuit was pushed down. I couldn't see anything because the back of Mike's head was blocking it. He must have had Karim's cock down his throat. Karim had his eyes on us the whole time.

Navid said something to him in Persian and Karim just shrugged. Navid turned my head away from the scene and I felt his skin warm with a blush as he awakened to the circumstances.

"Hi boys! Here you are! I see you're making good use of the quiet spots," Mark said when he got close to us. Navid started to slide me off his lap, but then realized his bulge would have looked more obscene. He hugged me back against his chest and splashed some water over us to cool things down. It didn't help. His hands settled in my lap to cover my bulge.

"It's lovely," Karim said as he pet Mark's bobbing head without shame. Navid turned so his back was to Karim. He didn't want me seeing that.

He said something to Karim in Persian. I was guessing it was a warning to put it away because Karim just laughed.

"We were about to go upstairs. Noah's an early sleeper," Navid said. I made a fake yawn to back up his story.

"Oh... Well let him go to sleep then. He knows where the room is. You can stay and maybe... talk for awhile?" Mark asked. He reached an arm past me and rubbed Navid's left bicep. Navid probably thought he was just being nice. I knew the look in his eyes though. It was creepy and I felt my stomach turn.

I turned away from Mark so just Navid could see me. I flared my eyes at him. He didn't look down, but I knew he could tell what I was thinking.

"I would, but... He can't fall asleep without me... Sleeps right here on my chest... Doesn't even know what a pillow is for!" Navid laughed, but I felt the tension in his voice.

"That's adorable, but I'm sure he will be fine. I can send Allen with him. He knows how to put a boy to bed," Mark said dismissively. Navid was facing away from Karim. I wasn't sure what was going on back there or if they had stopped. Mark went behind Navid and sat between him and Karim. I saw Navid give a little jump. Mark must have touched something.

Navid turned around so Mark wouldn't be at his back. I saw Mike had finished or given up on what he was doing. Karim had his bulge tucked away, but he laid back peacefully against the ledge as though he had been fulfilled.

"I'm fine here," I said though I wanted to get out of there. I wasn't going to leave him alone with the older man. Navid looked down at me helplessly like he didn't know what to do. I didn't either. I realized the bulge in his trunks had gone down so I slid off his lap

Mark put his arm on the ledge of the pool behind Navid and began to rub his back. He turned towards him and got a little too close.

"Such a strong, handsome young man... You know I dated an Arab before Allen. He had a family in Florida, but when he came out to LA every month for business we spent every night together," Mark said and rubbed a hand over Navid's pecs.

"Oh... he had wife and children?" Navid asked. He tried to sound neutral about it.

"Well you know they have to do that when they're from traditional families. But he would have preferred to be here with me full time. He was tall and strong, handsome like you. He used to love to dominate me and always wore that head scarf thing when he fucked me... They wear it in the deserts... what's it called?" Mark asked.

"Keffiyeh," Karim offered.

"Yes! That. He'd cover his hair and mouth with it, fuck me from behind. Hard and rough for hours," Mark reminisced. I felt Navid's arm around me tighten. He never talked like this.

"I think he got off most on degrading me. He wasn't the most successful businessman so he'd come here and stay in my house. I had a smaller one, but up in the Hollywood hills back then. Whenever he was in town, it was his. I was his. Most trips he didn't even have business here, just me. I did invest in a lot of his ventures, never got a dime back," Mark laughed.

"Why did you break up?" I asked. I was highly uncomfortable but starting to get into his story. Navid gave me a death stare for opening my mouth while he was trying to get us out of there.

"Oh we were never together. It was just sex. You know how it goes. Not everything has to be a relationship or forever. It was a lot of hot fucking though. That boy could go for hours on my ass," Mark said.

"Yes, well I think we'd better..." Navid said, but Mark interrupted him to continue his story.

"And when I met Allen, well I realized I wanted something more stable than Ahmed could give me. So I had to end it. He wasn't happy, but I `invested' in his business and he stopped calling," Mark laughed.

"We should get to..." Navid was trying to seize any lull to get us out of there, but Mark pressed on.

"God you're so handsome. I bet you've got a thick cock down there. I'm surprised your boy doesn't limp," Mark said and put his lips to Navid's shoulder as his hand slid down Navid's stomach and nearly made it to his bulge.

"Ok!" Navid stood up suddenly and moved away from Mark. I felt my heart pounding in anger.

"Oh I'm... Sit down! We were having fun," Mark said.

"I forget, it is time to give Noah his insulin. He could have diabetics if we don't do soon," Navid said. He grabbed me and didn't wait for a response. He pulled me to the nearest stairs. I looked back to see Mark had turned his attention to Karim.

"Insulin?" I asked as Navid wrapped my towel around me and grabbed our things from the lounge chair.

"Quiet!" he growled. "Keep walking!"

We went right through the house and up to the room. We were dripping on their floors, but Navid nudged me insistently onward. He closed the door to the room and shucked his swimsuit.

"Get dressed, we go home! I do not want this for us! Is not right! So disrespectful and right in front of my Noah!" Navid said. I realized he was angry. His cheeks reddened as he dragged the towel across his chest and gave his cock a squeeze.

"Our swimsuits are wet," I protested. I dried quickly and pulled out a pair of briefs from the bag.

"We sort it when we get home. Hurry! I order a car to pick us up now," Navid said. We quickly dressed and put our wet things in with our sleep clothes. He zipped it up and we waited for the app to show that the car was near. He grabbed our bag, took my hand, and led me straight out to the waiting car. We didn't say goodbye to anyone.

He greeted the driver and asked him to turn up the music on his radio. He said he loved that song, but he really just wanted us to talk privately.

"We will not do business with him. He is not good man," Navid said as the pop music thumped.

"I think he wanted a lot more than just business from you," I noted.

"I know... but it's worse. He told me when we talk privately that he wants to hire me away from Karim. He said Karim doesn't have the hunger he once did for this business. This was when Karim and Mike were upstairs arguing and you helped Allen. He offered me a bigger cut, said he was impressed by some of the deals I made," Navid said.

"That's great! You've worked so hard!" I exclaimed, not understanding the problem.

"No! Is not great, Noah. You are too naive and young. You did not see he was trying to make sex with us? Of course you don't. You are too pure for that," Navid said. I actually had seen it. I thought that he hadn't until Mark tried to grab his cock.

"Oh?" I asked and pretended to be as innocent as he thought I was.

"Yes, Noah! He try to touch me before and I thought was just accident, but then we drink more and... well also I cannot betray Karim like this! How can I leave him when he does everything to help me get started. Without him I will not have this business at all. How can I turn back to him? No, it is not what I can do," Navid sighed. I felt his pulse racing as he held my hand.

"This the place?" the driver asked. We got out and Navid thanked the driver and showed him on the app that he had given him a good tip.

We went inside and I put out swimsuits and now wet sleep clothes in the washer while Navid texted with Karim.

"They are going to leave party soon. Karim wants to exchange some unkind words with Mark. I am so angry this does not work out. I put time into find him good sites to invest," Navid said.

"You're a real man... you know that?" I asked Navid as he came and gave me a hug. He needed consolation after losing what would have been a lot of money. I was so proud of him for leaving. As drunk as he was, his instinct was to protect us, to not lose his loyalty to Karim. He was a good man.

"How so?" He basked in my sudden praise.

"You're loyal. You work hard and try to get ahead, but you still play fair and do the right thing. You really care about doing good. And... you always take care of me... thank you," I said and kissed him.

"I am your good man?" Navid asked with a laugh like he didn't know the answer.

"I'll answer that after you take me upstairs and finish what you started," I said.

Navid set his phone down on the counter, lifted me up into his arms, and bounded up the stairs to fulfill his duty.

He laid me down on my back then crawled on top of me and kissed my forehead.

"Baby," he whispered as he stared down at me with deep brown eyes and rubbed my cheek.

I reached up to rub my thumb over his neat, trimmed beard. He flared the nostrils of his wide, dark nose as he looked down at me. I raised my legs up as he sank into me and felt his throbbing cock push through his shorts and slide between my cheeks.

"I need you," he kissed down my cheek and pushed up my t-shirt. He took turns biting and sucking on each nipple as he slid my shirt up and off.

"Uhh," I whined as he sucked my nipples and reached down to slide his hand down the back of my shorts. He rubbed two fingers against my hole as it perked up and twitched in anticipation. My body knew what was coming and just his touch sent shivers through me.

"I love my baby's pink nipples." He turned to rub his prickly cheek against my smooth chest. He pushed down my shorts and raised up so he could push them off my legs. He lowered himself again but then pushed down his shorts so his thick cock popped out and the tip rubbed between my cheeks. It was warm and I felt a trickle of precum leak out against my hole.

I pushed my ass up against him and he gave a few quick thrusts of his tool between my cheeks. The tip of it pushed up under my balls and I looked down to see the outline of it covered in my smooth sack. My cock was full and laid against my tummy. It thumped from excitement as he humped me.

"That's hot," I noted as he rubbed back and forth between me.

"You think so?" Navid beamed like he'd just done a trick. He bared his teeth at me with a wide smile and then pretended to sink them into my shoulder with a vampire's gasp.

"Uhhh huh," I mumbled as his tip started to poke against my hole. Without slowing his pace he fumbled on the nightstand for one of our lube bottles. He orders a lot of small ones and they are stashed around the house in the places he likes to take me. The couch cushions alone have swallowed three or four small bottles.

He flicked open the cap with his teeth and drizzled some over his fingers. He leaned in to kiss me as he began to shove the warm, lubed fingers inside my hole. He slid right in onto the spot that made my body rock and twist.

"Oh fuck... right... right there... fuck... How do you always... fuck... know just where to... uhhhh" My eyes started to flutter as he rubbed back and forth on the spot that made my cock flop around involuntarily.

"Instinct. I know my boy. I was made to please him," Navid said. He hovered over me and looked down with interest as my face screwed up and my eyes rolled around.

"Ahhh... that's so... uh... I'm... uhhhh," I was lost in a breathless daze, gasping for air as my body tensed up on the edge of finishing.

"You are close," he observed with a wide grin and knowing eyes. He kept strumming right on the spot as my cock quivered and my balls drew up against my shaft.

"Uh huh... please... fuck me," I whined. He just laughed at that. He had one hand supporting my back as the other hand worked expert fingers inside my hole. My legs were splayed on either side of his hulking, dark frame of muscles and hair. He had me under his control and loved what he could make my body do, feel, be.

"Come for me, Noah. Let my fingers bring you to it. Feel me inside you, owning my boy," Navid encouraged as his fingers rubbed a steady rhythm over my spot. He started twirling them around to stretch my ring as he pushed against my pleasure.

"Uhh," I mumbled helplessly as I felt the cum rising in my shaft. "I..." I whined.

"Yes, Noah. Come for me. Finish for daddy," he growled in that deep tone that left me no option but to comply.

"Yes... Fuck!" I called out as my cock started to shoot. He lowered his face until his lips found mine and he slid his tongue in as I sucked. My body was twisting and jerking under his hold as his fingers pushed me to finishing. My cock sprayed quick hot globs of my juice between us. I felt one land on my chest, took another to my chin. He kissed me hard and twisted his expert fingers inside me.

"Fuck yes, that's my boy," Navid praised as his lips pulled off of mine. I collapsed back against his arm as his fingers slid out of me.

He kissed my cheek and then went for more lube. It was his turn to finish and my hole was ready for it.

"I need it," I begged as his lips pulled away. He nodded knowingly as he slicked his shaft.

He pushed into my hole, this time more easily. I was ready for him and his thick tip and shaft pressed against my pleasure points. My cock was spent, but he would quickly bring it back. He always knew how to fuck me in that perfect rhythm that kept my body on the edge the hole time.

Sometimes it's like a sneeze that takes forever to come. You turn your head, scrunch your eyes, breathe heavily, but it takes forever. It's paralyzing in a pleasurable way where nothing else holds your attention. It is all that matters. He can do that to me, fuck me for a solid ten minutes in the same position.

"I love this pussy," Navid praised as he slid in. He had opened me and made full use of it until my body gave a little yelp of pain.

"Far enough, is good," Navid said. He pulled back and gave me five quick thrusts as my cock inflated again and bounced happily between us. He stopped then and went to a slow, steady rhythm.

"Uh huh," I squeaked as he started to saw his shaft back and forth over my happy spots.

"You hard again," Navid laughed. "My baby never get enough."

"Yes sir... I'll always need you," I affirmed.

He pinched my nipples and kissed me as he started to speed up inside me. He began to work up a rhythm and bit and chewed at my ear as he moaned.

"So fucking good, Noah. My princess so tight," he growled. He slid his hands behind my back and pulled me up against his sticky chest. My cum was mixing with our sweat and our chests began to stick together.

He started to piston-fuck me as he held me tightly against his chest and kissed me. He pushed deeper and moaned approval when I accommodated him.

"Fuck, I'm close," he growled. "So close, can't last."

"Me too," I whined. My cock was thumping between us as he fucked me. We were both on the edge. He started to push in deeper, faster until his body went suddenly still. He gripped me tight against him as his cock shoved as far as it could inside me. I felt him firing off up my chute as my cock went off for its second round between our chests.

"Fuck!" He yelled as he filled my hole.

"Yah!" I whined as my cock coated our chests in fresh milk.

We writhed together for thirty long seconds as our lips wrestled and our bodies clung to one another.

"Oh Noah" Navid said when he was spent. He collapsed against me and we laid in a tangle of sweaty limbs and lust.

"I love you," I said as we calmed together.

"I love you forever," Navid chimed as his breathing faded.

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Monday found me back at school. Navid let me off near my building so he could zoom off to a meeting. He put my reloaded student money card in my wallet and kissed me goodbye with a promise to be waiting there after my last afternoon class.

I met up with Eric for lunch at the outdoor place. We shared nachos and he caught me up on things with him and Aram. Eric was trying to push Aram to rent a nicer place for them. They shared a small apartment. I didn't tell him that Navid had said that Aram wasn't getting as much money from his parents these days. His family wasn't as well off as Navid's and his parents were unhappy that he wasn't sharing a cheaper place. They didn't know anything about Eric or their relationship. Aram wasn't sure what would happen in the future.

"Maybe your parents would help out a little?" I offered.

"They said no, they offered for us to move back in... they like Aram a lot. When I brought it up to him he got mad. He said he could provide for us. I think it's a pride thing," Eric sighed.

"Well your place is cute..." I started to say, but Eric cut me off.

"Says the boy whose boyfriend is making money and driving a Mercedes," Erik laughed. I didn't know what to say to that. Everyone was getting mad at me lately. I tried to just smile and let it go. I honestly didn't think about Navid in terms of what he could give me materially. His arms, his heart, his wisdom, his cock; those things mattered more than his car or our home.

"Aram will graduate next semester. Then he can get a good job and a bigger place," I offered.

"You're right. He'll be a millionaire soon enough," Eric laughed.

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After my last class I went out to the waiting area. Navid texted that he would be there soon. I wasn't even there a full minute before I saw Ryan walking out of the rec center. He was wearing little shorts and a tank top that showed strong definition. He caught sight of me and I quickly looked away. It was too late.

"Hey, Noah," he called a minute later as he jogged towards me.

"Oh... hi. You look... sweaty," I fumbled. I don't know why he made me so nervous.

"I'm training with a friend. Just finished up. What do you think?" Ryan flexed a nice bulge in his bicep for me. He beamed proudly and raised his eyebrows.

"Pretty nice. I'm waiting for my boyfriend," I said hoping he would move along.

"About that... sorry I was hitting on you. I thought you were alone there. Sometimes Allen invites single guys he knows I'll like. And well... you're definitely my type," Ryan blushed.

"I was flirting too. I don't know why I did it... I shouldn't have," I admitted.

"Well I am pretty irresistible... You left the other night before I could find you and talk." Ryan put his hand on my arm.

And right on cue to see him touching me, Navid pulled up. It was just my luck. There were no other cars in the pickup area so Navid pulled right up and hopped out. His eyes found Ryan quickly and I saw a look of jealousy that had been missing the other night with his drunken daze.

"Noah!" He called and came over. Ryan quickly took his hand off of me, but he didn't move away. Navid took my backpack and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Hi, Navid," Ryan said without fear.

"Nice to see you," Navid said politely. "Sorry, but we are in a hurry."

Navid nudged me towards the car with a polite nod to Ryan.

"See you later, Noah! Thanks for the talk," Ryan said loudly. He was letting Navid know he would be around and wasn't afraid. I felt my stomach twist as I got into the passenger seat and Navid closed the door.

"You're seeing him now... You knew him before?" Navid asked as he sped off.

"No, I just ran into him when I was waiting for you. It was a coincidence," I assured. He sighed and put his hand on my thigh.

"Of course. He is searching for you when he knows I am away," Navid said angrily.

"I... I don't think so," I started.

"I should not be upset... It is hard. I used to be there with you to see you between classes and make sure you were ok. Now I have to leave you and go do business and already there are others waiting to circle my boy." Navid was tense. I felt the heat rise off him.

"No one could ever take your place," I said. I felt awful that I'd upset him like this.

"I miss having you near me... Are you sure you don't want to switch to online classes?" Navid had tried to convince me this summer that it would be better to take online classes since I was still working on some of my basics. There were problems with that though. I was already feeling trapped in the house all summer while he went out to work, and I liked being on campus with my friends.

"I don't want to do that," I reminded him.

"I know, my love. You get lonely at home. It is not fair of me to ask that," Navid said.

"I finally understand how you feel," I said as my stomach twisted and felt like it had something crawling inside it.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You always say your stomach hurts when I'm upset or hurt." I laid my head against his shoulder.

"It does. There's no worse feeling than knowing you hurt and I cannot fix it. It's worse when I am the cause... but you didn't hurt me. Please don't feel that." Navid paused at a red light.

He took my hands to check that I wasn't digging my nails into my palms. I used to do that when I was anxious. He smiled when he saw they were alright. He gave my tummy a rub and kissed my cheek.

He drove us home in silence and gave me a kiss when we arrived. He took me upstairs to our townhouse and then went to pee while I started on my homework. He left me to go meet Karim and work some more before he could come home for dinner. Things still felt awkward when he was leaving. I couldn't quite figure it out.

I made steak meat and roasted vegetables for dinner. It was just finishing when he came home. He came in quietly and looked exhausted as I watched from the kitchen bar. He had heavy eyes and a scowl, but then his nose perked up and the hard line of his lips softened as he inhaled the dinner smell.

His eyes flashed towards me in the kitchen. We locked eyes and I offered him a hopeful smile. The corners of his lips turned up and his face brightened.

"Baby," he mouthed as he tossed his keys onto the hook near the door. He loosened his tie and slowly stalked towards me like a panther approaching his prey.

I put a plate of food up on the kitchen bar and he sat on a stool, alternating his eyes between me and the meat. He put his hand on his tie to hold it back from the plate as he leaned up and over the counter. Our lips met and I got on my tiptoes to kiss him fully.

"Thank you," he said when our lips parted. "I am starved." He ate while I made a plate for myself and then came around to join him.

"I love you Noah. No matter how bad my day is, how anxious my mood... I come home and you fill me with happy. You make me feel better," Navid said.

"You had a bad time with Karim?" I asked.

"No, just stressful. We take in more business. We couldn't have even handle Mark's business. It is good we are not with him. Things are boom for us. Los Angeles is hot market. But... I guess I just get sad at feeling that I am really truly adult now." He sighed.

I had to laugh at that.

"You are the most adult person I know. You're a daddy. You handle business, take care of me. You discipline me like I'm your child. And you just now feel like an adult?" I laughed. Navid laughed too.

"I know... I love being father to you. But... I see you in your little backpack going to class and having boy hit on you... That boy used to be me. Now I am man with job, bills, meetings. You spend all your life wanting to grow up..." Navid trailed off.

"When you first flirted with me... You were nothing like Ryan. He's a boy. You're a man. You were completely in control from the moment I sat next to you. I won't talk to him anymore if it bothers you," I said.

"No, you are free person and I don't worry for him to steal you," Navid said with a forkful of meat in his mouth. "Is not Ryan, is the memory of easier times that bothered me."

"You can go back to school with me if you want! We could take a class together again!" I offered.

Navid laughed. He put his arm around me and pulled my barstool closer to his.

"No, my baby. Life goes forward and so must I. Lots of good ahead. We will figure things out, buy a home, have babies. Better things are ahead for us," Navid said and kissed my cheek with greasy lips.

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