Noah's Starship

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+{Noah's Starship}+

-+-[Ch. 19]-+-

~By Emri~

[Nothing matters if you're gone...]

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We have this habit of walking to the yogurt place a few blocks down Ventura from our house. I load mine up with fruit and cereal bits while Navid loads his down with protein and healthy stuff for muscles. I was excited when we saw one inside the casino resort he took me to for the weekend. It was a business trip with some old clients who were looking to invest more in a few places out in Palm Shadows. He would have to work some, but he promised we would have time together without them.

His work had gotten even crazier since the Fall. He was either out on business, chauffeuring me to school and back, or at the gym. Some nights he came home when I was already in bed. He'd eat out with the clients or grab a protein shake after the late night workout. It was cutting into our sex life too. He'd come home so tired that we'd either rush through it or I'd pretend to already be asleep while I fumed at him silently for being gone so much. His stress was killing things.

There was barely an "us" anymore when he worked like this. He would never complain about it to me. He'd ask how my day was and then turn back to his phone emails when I tried to answer. I didn't even know how to talk to him about it. He was finding so much success, but didn't even seem to enjoy it. Something was definitely up. I wondered if it was us.

So here we were to have a fun weekend in Palm Shadows. Navid has a love for the mega resorts in the desert because they have casinos and he does pretty well at the card tables. We'd brought his best friend Aram along who was still dating my best friend Erik. Navid and Karim's business had gotten big enough to bring in some help.

Aram was finally finishing his business degree so Navid was showing him the ropes. It had created some tension between the two. Navid is meticulous with his business, organized and always working. Aram is a little more carefree and Navid could be a tough boss.

I'd been in the car a few times when Navid and he were yelling back and forth in Persian through the carphone. I didn't need to speak their language to know that Navid was not pleased with anything less than perfection. Even Karim had told him to ease up. The two had been friends since early childhood though and I knew this dynamic between them had likely weathered worse. The morning after one of their worst arguments though, Aram still came over and they laughed together about some older white guy client who was drooling over Aram.

I didn't dare get in the middle of it. Erik didn't either. When we hung out neither of us mentioned the problems between them. We had our own friendship to think of and our Persian men wouldn't want us discussing their problems anyways.

Things had cooled down and now the four of us were all together in the desert for a fun weekend with just a little bit of work for the guys, or so I thought. Friday the guys went out to show the clients some properties they were interested in. Erik and I stayed behind and played at the resort. They had a small waterpark. It was like two slides on either side of a big pool, but it was enough for us. It was fun to hang out with him somewhere other than home or campus.

Erik filled me in on what was going on with the two of them. Aram was more easy going than Navid. He let Erik be himself more and go out with friends unescorted. Aram clearly loved him, but he was less caught up in the hyper-masculine religious role than Navid was. Navid deeply believed it was his calling to be the man, the alpha, the chief of our tribe of two.

Aram was less concerned with playing that role. He didn't think Erik needed so much protecting. He'd adjusted quicker to the culture here where a man was judged by different standards and the concept of weaker and stronger in a relationship wasn't so prominent. He was even ok with Erik hanging out as friends with a guy he'd dated before. I'd never been with anyone other than Navid, but I couldn't imagine him being ok with that. Navid would want me far away.

Erik said Aram had even started "going down" on him. Aram apparently was pretty good at sucking him and they traded off when they were together. I couldn't even imagine Navid wanting to acquire that skill. But like Navid, Aram didn't want Erik anywhere near his ass. Erik said he didn't have any interest in giving anyways, but he still thought it was odd Aram set that as off-limits.

I told him Navid would occasionally take a passing interest in my dick, usually with just his hand, but that I wasn't sure I even wanted oral sex from him. Maybe I bought into the role Navid was trying to play. I liked his hyper-masculine dominant role... to a point. I was getting better at raising my voice and being heard when I needed to. But I like Navid being my alpha. I feel safe with him. Erik nodded vigorously at that statement.

"Yes! Noah! You like being his overprotected boy! You've always liked that straight guy dominant swagger. I think you read too many teen romance novels. I couldn't handle that. I like having more freedom. Aram is a lot more westernized than Navid. I guess... But whatever. You're happy and it works for you. So as long as he's good to you, I'm happy," Erik shrugged.

"Aram is good to you. You guys look so happy together," I noted.

"He's so fucking hot, Noah. The things he does when we're doing it. It's like nothing I've ever done with someone. Nasir could have been as good, but he was so selfish and took no interest in what I wanted. He was so mean and when we broke up I really felt like I didn't deserve someone who would be nice to me. He got off on making me feel like shit, Noah." Erik shuddered.

"You never told me that! Navid would have kicked his ass. That's terrible!" I rubbed his shoulder.

"It's over... Aram just gets me. He knows how to make me completely lose control but yet feel so safe. He's sweet too. He always surprises me with little things that let me know he gets me. Like I always find a new pack of gum in my backpack, the exact kind I like. Or when I first spent the night at his place and he gave me a toothbrush with my name on it like he'd planned it and wanted it to be special. It's little things, but he's just the perfect guy... and that dick," Erik exclaimed.

"Oh yeah. It's crazy, right?" I laughed knowingly.

"It's not just that, it's what he knows how to do with it. It's like he took a class or studied with some master in the himalayan peaks. It's spiritual with him. He zens out with it and makes me feel incredible." Erik was blushing a little as we looked around to make sure we were out of earshot of others.

"Navid does that too... well he did. Lately it's been... But yeah it's crazy," I laughed. I decided I didn't want to share too much with Erik about our problems. Luckily, Erik didn't pick up on my comment anyways. He was too caught up in thinking about Aram.

"Yeah. I didn't think I would like Aram after seeing you with Navid. Like... I'm cool with Navid now, but when you first started going out with him, you just disappeared on me. I understood it somewhat. He's super hot; those big brown eyes and that voice!" Erik looked a little starry-eyed at talking about Navid.

"It sends chills through me when he speaks sometimes. Especially when he's sleepy or a little congested. It gets deeper. So hot. I save his voicemails. I have a collection of them to listen to when he's gone some nights and I miss him... It's weird. I know," I swooned.

"Well... um yeah, but... I hated how he kept you from everyone. You dropped out of everything. Then he put all these rules on you like some kind of cult leader. It seemed really shitty Noah, but you were like in a trance with him. I was so worried for you. We all were. We lost you for awhile. It sucked." Erik was unloading.

"I guess I was. I just never felt like that about anyone or had someone like him be into me. I didn't even think it was possible. He's such a... dude, a guy, a man. I didn't think he could ever really like me like that," I admitted.

"That's bullshit, Noah. You're a hot guy. You totally blossomed after graduation but you never saw it. Plus you dress better now and feel more confident. You used to wear the same little Noah uniform everyday. Like you were going out to play in the sandbox like a little kid." Erik laughed. He'd always thought it was odd that I wore a plain t-shirt and jeans everyday. He knew very well though that my dad never made enough money for me to keep up with trends. Plus being raised by a single dad meant I had no access to style or fashion even if I cared about it.

"Navi pushes me to buy clothes. Plus his mom sends us stuff from Europe. I never wanted to be a super trendy guy. He likes to get me things," I pointed out.

"Even in High School you weren't bad looking but you just never seemed to like yourself. You always wanted to just disappear and not be in anyone's way. You're too cute and sweet to say no to jerks. It's why I look out for you. But now I see he really does want the best for you, even if his rules are a little crazy. But you're ok with them, so I'm happy for you." Erik finished.

"Thanks, I hope you and Aram work out too. You're perfect together. He's so into you," I told him.

We finished up at the pool and headed back to our rooms to clean up for when the guys came back. I took a nap and worked on some homework for my classes. Erik was probably watching TV and wasting time online.

Navid didn't come back until late, but he sent Aram to take us for dinner. He texted that he would be back by nine so that we could get some yogurt and watch a movie that was coming on tv. I had dinner with Erik and Aram before going to clean up the room and wait for Navid.

He texted before nine to say that they were back, but that the clients wanted him to play a few hands at the casino with them. He said to go ahead and get the yogurt for both of us and he'd meet me up in the room. I sighed as I read his text. He hadn't responded to the texts I'd sent that day.

I was getting annoyed. He had said that this weekend we'd finally have time together. So far though I'd just hung out with Erik and I knew Erik wanted alone time with Aram. I wondered if Navid was bored with me, if the excitement was over. Maybe that's how relationships mature, but it sucked. I wanted him with me. I wanted him wanting me like I wanted him.

I went down and got yogurt for us. I made his just the way he liked it, but when I got back up to our room he still wasn't back. I set them on the table and laid down to turn on the movie. It was a movie I'd seen hundreds of times and I really wanted Navid to watch it with me.

It was a movie Erik and I had laughed through so many times. His DVD copy of it was all scratched up from us watching it. But this time I couldn't enjoy it. I was getting angry every time it passed a part I knew Navid would enjoy. We were supposed t see it together. The more I watched, the more upset I got. By the second commercial break both the frozen yogurt and my mood had melted.

I felt truly alone, lonely, sad. I realized it had been going like this for too long now. We couldn't go on this way. I didn't know how to fix it.

My phone chirped and I thought it was Navid, but it was just Erik asking what we were up to. I told him Navid wasn't back and I felt like calling my dad to come get me. Erik wrote back that I should join them in their room. I didn't respond so a few minutes later he knocked on my door and offered a hug.

"Cmon, Noah. Don't be sad. We can watch something together until he comes back. Then we'll yell at him together. He's being shitty, but come back and hang with us." Erik offered. He caught my arm and tugged on it. I nodded and followed him back to his room.

Aram was stretched out on the couch wearing just a small, loose pair of jogging shorts. I could tell they'd already had sex time. They were both freshly showered. Aram had that look Navid got when he finished seeding me. It was a look of accomplishment mixed with sleepiness like he was waiting for his trophy before he could nod off.

Erik went and laid next to Aram who was flipping through sports channels. Erik slid in under Aram's arm and patted the other side for me to lie down with them. Aram had a smoother chest than Navid's. He still had the youthful slender to his torso, but Erik looked at him like he was the only man he'd ever seen. I remembered that look. Navid and I used to look at each other that way.

I noted their bodies were more evenly matched than mine and Navid's. They were closer to equals though Aram was still definitely the man. Aram didn't carry the need to dominate him either. Erik spoke and even argued with him lightly in front of us. They seemed happy enough together though. I eyed them with jealousy.

I watched Erik run his hand down Aram's chest. He got too close to Aram's bulge, which the loose shorts did little to hide, and had his hand pushed away gently. I guessed Aram didn't want to get excited with me there in their bed.

"All right, Noah?" Aram asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. I realized I had been staring at his bulge. I missed the bulge I normally appreciated. I missed Navid. Aram reached over to me and ruffled my hair. He offered a gentle smile that seemed to know I wasn't ok.

"You know he is working really hard so you can have a secure life. You are all he thinks of, Noah. He is doing this for you. He says it is for your future," Aram said.

"Sure," I said in half-agreement. I looked over at the two of them cuddled together. I imagined them bouncing together. I imagined Erik would sit on Aram's lap when he took his cock.

My phone chirped again and this time it was Navid.

"Baby, where go you? The yogurt has melt in cups and tv is off. Where you go?" He wrote. I looked at it for a minute until the screen went dark. I set the phone down. My heart was pounding between anger, loneliness, and desire to run to him. I took a minute to think.

"You have to respond to him, Noah. He is worried." Aram took my phone off my lap and held it up for me.

"He was supposed to come up over an hour ago. He didn't even write to tell me he would be late. He's tired, not worried. He doesn't care as long as I'm not lost," I whispered to Aram as though the phone would hear me.

"You can't let him worry, that's not mature! I know you're young, but you have to know how it destroys him when he doesn't know you are safe. Be angry at him! Yell at him! Tell him what an asshole he is. Tell him he hurt your feelings! But the silent treatment is kid stuff. Don't do that. You're better than that," Aram cautioned.

I didn't take the phone immediately. I bit my lip and thought for a minute. I had waited all day for him to care and now Aram wanted me to ease his mind.

I shook my head no.

The phone chirped again and a text from Navid appeared. "BABY WHERE U ARE?" It read. Aram pushed the phone toward me again.

I shook my head no and looked away.

"Noah..." Aram sighed. He took the phone back and switched over to the Persian keyboard Navid had loaded on both our phones. He typed something out and sent it.

Navid quickly wrote back a smile emoji with its tongue hanging out.

"What did you write?" I demanded. I didn't want Navid happy right now.

"I said `I have your boy. You couldn't satisfy him so he came running to a real man.'" Aram laughed. I wasn't in the mood for jokes and Aram's smile quickly faded.

"This isn't a joke," I affirmed and he nodded solemnly.

A few seconds later Navid was pounding on the door and Erik hopped up to let him in. Navid saw me just as Aram slipped his arm around me and pulled me into his chest protectively. Navid's eyes narrowed angrily in jealousy at the sight and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Baby! I try to get away. I lose track of time. I won so much and the clients wouldn't let me leave! We have winnings," Navid said as though that would make up for it. He came over and sat on the bed, pushing Aram's arm away from me with an annoyed look at him.

Navid looked so cute in his tight, green polo shirt tucked into pressed khaki pants. I picked the shirt out, it made his chest look impressive and hugged his biceps just right. He was irresistible.

"I waited for you. You didn't even care enough to say you were busy. You were down having fun with your clients. You forget about me until bedtime," I fumed. He reached for me and I pulled away.

"It was business, baby. You know I have to secure a future for us. Is everything I do for us!" Navid protested with a deep sigh as though I was being unreasonable. He reached for me again and his hand settled on my shoulder.

"There's no us' when you're working this crazy! There hasn't been an us' in a while now. You work non-stop. All I do is feed you and clean up after you. Stop saying this is for us. It's for you. It's always for you and your clients," I shot back. I pushed off the bed and went for the door. I looked back to see Erik and Aram exchange questioning looks.

"Noah please let me explain. Do not run from me, baby love. This is for us, my sweet one," Navid begged. He got up to follow me. He caught up to me in the hallway and went to open the door to our room for me.

"I'm not your client, Navi. You don't need to sell me. You bring me out when there's a gay client and I'll help seal the deal, and you put me away when it's a straight client and I might mess something up. What's the point of making all this money when we can't enjoy time together?" I felt my voice sound whiny and it bothered me. He opened the door and I pushed inside. He'd put the yogurt cups in the trash, hiding the evidence of his failure.

"Noah, this is for you. It is all for you. I have to secure a future for you. I promise your father I will pay for your school through to the graduation. The world is so uncertain now! But I promise him I can provide good things for you. You do not understand. You are too simple to understand it," Navid sat on the bed and watched me pace around.

"I'm too simple? Are you kidding me? We have enough money. You make a ton! We have whatever we need. You have been working nonstop for months. You come home tired and spent. What am I missing?" I asked.

"Noah, you are child. You don't know the pressure. I protect you from it. I do all for you stay innocent from it. You can't understand the ugly things of being adult! You don't know of the pressures to get us to security future. You are being child." Navid was getting upset and it really rubbed me the wrong way.

"I'm a simple, ignorant child... and you've turned into an angry old man. I hope it's worth it. I hope you get your dream, Navi. I hope you finally get the project that lets you avoid me forever. I'm going to Erik's to sleep. I don't feel like an idiot child when I'm over there. I don't want to be around you anymore," I said quietly and turned towards the door.

"Noah, don't walk out from me. Please... sit with me... I tell you truth. I don't mean to hurt feelings for you. I love you so much. I can explain? I owe you explanation. Please come to me," Navid asked as he patted the bed.

I stood by the door and thought for a minute. I was so upset and yet so torn. I needed him and he hadn't been there for me in a while. I wondered what he meant about explanation. I'd been on the outside of his thinking process for months.

"You don't even stop working when we're together in bed. You used to want me. Now you just want to hurry up and get back to your emails. You're bored with me. You use work to avoid me and rush through things to fulfill your obligation. Well I don't need it! If you don't want me anymore than just tell me!" I felt my voice shaking as I tried to hold back my tears.

"My beautiful boy! How you can think this! There is no one I love more. No one I could ever want like I want you. I promise this is for you! You are all I care for, Noah. Nothing worth more! Please let me explain." He patted the bed again and looked at me with pleading eyes. I lost my resolve and went to him. He pulled me down into his lap. His strong arms around me felt secure, warm. It was a feeling I'd missed in the last few weeks.

"Your country... So much is changing, Noah! New powers, new president. Noah, I grow up with these things. I know how the regime works. Many countries are do this right now. Is world trend. Iran does it too. They need jobs for their people. I can not fault them for this. In Iran a boy like you can't even work or study. There is fear of outsiders. The immigrants are blamed for things," Navid started.

"That's not fair. You worked hard to get where you are. You work like crazy to make things happen for us," I protested.

"Fair is not a concept the world rely on. So... I am save as much money as I can. I put it aside so if I get asked to leave from this country then you will have enough for finish school. I have put aside enough for three years of your tuition, but you will also need books and clothing and food. I will provide for you... I must. I cannot rest if you are worry for things..." Navid trailed off. He sounded like he was dying.

"Asked to leave? To where? Where would you go? What do you mean? You can't leave! You're my world! What would I do without you?" I felt my heart racing and I pushed off from his chest.

"Our countries like to blame each other for all that is bad in the world. My parents already talk about me coming home. They are worry for me here. They think is dangerous to stay. You know I never leave you by choice, but is not easy to get renewal of work visa here... especially might be more difficult now with your new leader. My parents think I will be in danger," Navid sighed.

"I won't let them take you. It's not fair! They can't do that!" I looked at him in disbelief.

"Your people need jobs. The leaders will do what they need to provide for their people. It is how the world works. Many countries are turn to this now. We don't have choice, my love. I am man though and a man must think of those he must protect. You're my boy and I have to make sure you will be taken care of no matter what happens. When I go, you'll still be able to finish school. Your father will not worry for your future. All will be secure for my princess," Navid sounded strangely matter-of-fact.

"No... no..." I stood up and backed away as his words sank in. His tone sounded resigned to the inevitable. It sent a chill through me and I backed into the wall.

"Noah please. I hate this! I hate the thought I will be pulled from my precious boy. I can not help this. I have no choice! I don't know what will happen. Maybe we are ok! Maybe we live happy ever after in our castle, but I am your protector. I need prepare for possibilities. Is what a good man will do for his love! To ignore possibility is irresponsible." Navid looked pained.

"You're leaving me! You're planning on how to leave me! You're working yourself to death so you can afford to leave me! You can't leave me!" I sank down to the floor and drew my knees into my chest as the reality of his words rippled through me. I was overcome with emotion and tears sprang from every duct of my eyes. I felt a tight pain in my chest as his revelation pressed the air out of my lungs.

It wasn't that quiet, beautiful crying you see in movies. It was a red-faced, snot-filled, tear rodeo mixed with hyperventilating. My whole body heaved with anxiety as I rocked on the floor.

"No, baby!!" Navid sprang to his feet and knelt in front of me. He hooked his hands under my armpits. He lifted me up into his chest. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his waist. I buried my face against his neck as he held me with one hand on my bottom and used the other to rub my back. I soaked his shirt with my tears.

"Please, Noah. I'm not planning to leave you. I can never leave the one who holds my heart. You are my world. I have to think of what could go wrong. Your safety always come first. A man puts his love ahead of his self. Please understand, my sweet one!" Navid kissed my hair.

"None of it matters if you're not here. I won't use a penny of it. I don't want your money. I never wanted your money. I never cared about any of it. I'll burn it or give it away." I swore. I didn't look up at him. I kept my head on his shoulder.

"Don't be silly, Noah! You will not do this. It will go to your father. He will watch over you and guide you. He will pay for things as he did before. He will be your protector again. Karim help too. He promises to look after you if anything happen to me." Navid assured as the knife sliced deeper into my chest. He had every detail worked out; a cold, methodical plan.

"I'll run away! I'll drop out and sleep with every guy who wants it. I'll drink... I'll get tattoos and piercings and eat bacon!" I threatened with everything I knew he wouldn't like.

"To break my heart further? Why you will do this? Ruin this beautiful, perfect body that I adore? Marr it with ink and extra hole? You can not ruin your life for me. It is a waste. Many men will line up to love you and take better care for you when I am not here to beat them away." Navid laid back on the bed and brought me down against his chest.

"You just told me out of nowhere that you're leaving me. You made this huge plan without even telling me. I don't get to know. I never get a voice with you! Even when you're leaving me you don't let me have a say in it." I sniffled and got a whiff of his cologne. It felt like someone reached in and squeezed my heart with his fist.

"I can't tell you things like this, Noah! Is just possibility, not even to know for sure. I just plan for what may happen. Look how it upset you and we don't even know if will come true! I do the worry for us. I take the pain. You deserve only happy. You will be happy again," Navid said.

"So it would have been better for me to find out after you just disappear one day? That's cruel, Navid!" I pounded my fist against his chest. He didn't even pretend like he felt pain.

"Is better to not worry you with possibilities! I'm not leave you. I hope they let me stay here forever with you. I hope we die of old age in each other's arms. I just want to make sure I can protect you no matter what. I have to make the choices that are best for you and not me. You always will come first," Navid's voice broke. He wasn't exactly crying, but he was choked up, thoughtful.

"Then take me with you. You had job opportunities in other countries, right? I don't want to be here anymore if you're not here! I'll go to Iran if they let me. I'll wear one of those black things that covers from head to toe like a ghost," I pushed off his chest and looked down at him. His eyes were heavy, a few tears leaked out and down his temples. I'd never seen him look so broken. His confidence was gone.

"I promise your father I will not take you from California. He needs you here. Iran is not open for Americans to live. I can not smuggle you and hide you in my family home. This is only country you know for your whole life! It is perfect for you here. I should mess this up for you because of my circumstance? No! I cannot take you from your people." Navid turned his face from me.

"YOU are my people. You're my everything. We're supposed to be a pair. There's no me without you. I don't even know who I am without you. I'm not staying here alone. I'll go wherever you want. Please! We can use the money to start over somewhere else." I put my hand to his cheek and turned his eyes back up to mine.

"Is silly, Noah. You are smart and beautiful, perfect boy with so much promise ahead for him!" Navid tried to reason with me.

"No me without you," I whispered as my tears dropped down on his cheek.

Navid sighed and I felt his leg shake with nervous energy. I bounced on him a few times as he shook. He looked up at the ceiling for a long minute. He was thinking.

"Your face is red with hurt. I never want this hurt for you to feel." He turned back to me and nodded his head solemnly. He pushed my hair back and rubbed a few strands through his fingers like he'd just discovered it.

"So soft, my baby's blonde hair. You are all I ever want, Noah. My sweet perfection, an accidental gift from Allah. I feel like this is he figure out that you are mine for accident and should have gone to better man," Navid sighed.

"There is no better man. I'm yours. You promised," I whispered with worried eyes.

"We need to get you passport then. I have the birth certificate for baby Noah... There is center on campus where we can get you the meeting for it. We will have this for emergencies... There is Persian community in Toronto where Karim has friends. If problems come, we go there first and plan. Karim will have solutions. Many people owe him favors. He had good contacts." Navid nodded his head as though it were settled. I'd go with him.

"I go with you? Really? Let's do it! Toronto! I love Toronto! It's super cold, right?" I asked excitedly and he laughed.

"Canada, the frozen haven for our love. We will run together. You will be tourist visa there until we work things out. We put money aside for emergency ticket to travel." Navid looked away from me as though making a checklist. Knowing him, it would be the most detailed emergency plan anyone had ever crafted.

"Ok! And I'll cut down our expenses! I can help you save! We don't need the fancy laundry soap and I don't need to go to the juice bar after class. We can save a ton of money!" I promised.

"Noah you are very good with house money already. You save me so much just by making meals and cleaning the house. You stop me from making wasteful purchase. If you are not here I will have twice as big the television and spend money on take-out meals for everyone. I will also not be so successful in business. Instead I think of you saying we do not need these things and we only need us. You keep me making the mature decision and working harder. You are the best. You deserve your juice," Navid assured.

"I do love juice, but I think I love you more," I laughed.

"That is beautiful, my prince. No one ever says such lovely things. I never dream I can be as good as juice, much less better than juice!," Navid joked.

"We'll have to tell my dad," I said when our laughter subsided. I laid my head down against his chest again.

"He knows... He tells me you will demand to go with me. I swore I will not take you from him," Navid spoke softly.

"I get a say in this. He knows that. He wouldn't expect me to stay without you," I assured.

"Ok then. You deal with your parent. I handle mine," Navid laughed

"What are you going to do? They want you to come home?" I asked.

"Yes, or at least closer. Dubai has opportunity, and France... We will see. Let us not make big plan before we know what may come! No reason to abandon your home before the time," Navid said, back in his thoughtful mode.

"That sucks that you have been dragging this around and never told me. I'm sorry you have to worry about this," I offered.

"I am too, Noah. California was my dream from since I was young and see it in movies. We always hear stories back in Iran of the Persians here! They all have big homes and fancy cars. They have successful lives here. Is not entirely true, but this was my dream. It still is," Navid trailed off thoughtfully.

"You're my dream," I whispered.

"You are better than anything I could ever dream, my love. I never think I find such a beautiful soul to love me and help me so much. I can no lose you. I take you with me to strange new land," Navid assured.

"I'll get to learn another language! I'll be like you!" I said excitedly.

"Yes, well... we will need to find school for you. Is easier to go somewhere as student. You are young so they don't question this so much. I will still pay for you to graduate though. I promise that. No matter cost I will find way!" Navid was going through a million thoughts as he made his list of what lists he would need to make. I felt my heart leap at the thought that he was including me in his plans. We wouldn't be separated.

"I really wanted yogurt," I said after a long pause.

"They likely close by now. And your film. We can buy it online to watch at home, ok?" Navid said as he remembered the evening's disappointments.

"It's ok. I'd rather just watch you do your stripper routine again," I laughed.

"Ok, we do that anytime you want. Is proper punishment for me. I be your dancing slave." Navid laughed and kissed my hair. He rolled me over and pinned me down against the bed. He sat back up on his heels and looked down at me with expectancy.

"I need music to dance, Noah. Where is my beat?" He asked when I didn't pick up on his cues.

"Oh, um," I thought for a second and then made sounds like an Indian guy playing the pipe to charm the snake from its basket. I put my hands in front of my lips as though playing the pipe.

"What is that? Is not sexy beat. This is not for strips," Navid exploded with laughter.

"It's the snake charmer guy, like from India and stuff," I offered.

"This seems racist, Noah," Navid laughed. He hopped off the bed and put some music on his phone. He set it inside the metal ice bucket to amplify the sound. He started to dance around the room and slipped off his shirt.

His golden skin and bulging muscles came into focus as his shirt slipped up. He'd been trying to get back to the gym more to burn off some stress. It was paying off. I loved him either way, but it made him more confident when he carried me off to bed most nights. He tossed the polo across the room and slid his hands down his stomach then cupped his bulge. He gave a few bizarre thrusts forward and I laughed.

"Joo don't like the strips I do?" Navid faked an unidentifiable accent and looked offended. "Joo want speak to the manager, sir?"

"Yes, please bring him out. You are unacceptable," I teased. Navid puffed up his chest and narrowed his eyes in feigned anger. He took a step back and cocked his head to the side, giving a nod with his chin like a gangster asking, "Sup?"

He unbuckled his belt to the rhythm and continued to thrust forward, making rippling motions with his torso to show off the success he'd had on his ab muscles. He pulled his belt out of the loops and tossed it aside. He slowly undid the top button on his pants and teased me by showing the band of his boxerbriefs.

"What I lose in moves... I make up for in cock," Navid assured as he danced towards me. I laid back against the pillows and propped myself up behind me on my elbows.

"Ten points for the cock! Minus five points for the moves. Let's see how you do on the kissing," I laughed. Navid danced over to me and slid down his pants to expose his bulging blue boxerbriefs. He let the pants fall and rubbed one hand over his hairy chest while the other slid down to rub his bulge.

Navid turned as he danced and wiggled his ass for me. It had tightened up from his workout and it bounced perfectly as he dance. He pushed down the waistband of his boxerbriefs and showed me two beautiful dark orbs with a light dusting of black hair. He didn't like me messing with his ass, but he was in the mood to show me what I wanted to see.

"Ten more points for nice ass. Fuck, Navi. That's so hot," I praised. He shrugged, not seeing what I liked about it. But he kept on dancing for me. He slowly pushed off his boxerbriefs as he stepped around to the beat and then kicked them off.

"Is ok, not beautiful like yours, my prince." Navid jumped up and landed on the bed on his knees. He walked up my body on his knees as his fat, thickening cock dangled between his thighs. He got right up until the tip hit against my chin.

"You want this, baby," he said without question because my lips were already searching for it.

"Mmmhmm," I mumbled as I greedily sucked in his cock. I reached up and gripped his balls with my hand. They are twice the size of mine with a low-hanging furry sack. I pulled on them and massaged them as his tip poked back against my throat.

"Fuck, baby. You make me so hard with those beautiful lips," Navid praised as I started to bob on his cock, the thick shaft stretching my jaw. He reached behind him as I worked his cock. I felt his hand fumble with the clasp of my shorts. He unzipped me and pushed them down with my briefs until my cock bounced out.

"My boy is excited. He likes to please his man, yes?" Navid growled hungrily. I felt his hand grip my shaft and pump my cock. The tip rubbed against his palm as I twisted his nuts and bobbed on his cock. I worked until I felt it push back against my throat with ease. It was a learned art to take a Persian man. I couldn't imagine putting something in my throat until I met him. My desire had pushed past my gag reflex until I could easily please him.

"Mmhmm," I nodded as I sucked him into my throat. His cock smelled sweaty, musky. His thick pubes tickled my nose as I arced my neck to accommodate him. He started to bounce on me a little, shoving his cock past my comfort point until I started to gag a little.

"That's my boy... My beautiful baby... feels so good... Fuck baby," Navid encouraged. He started to slowly fuck my throat as he pumped my cock with one hand and rubbed my hair with the other. He grabbed a fistful of the blonde mop and pulled my face up to take more of him.

"Feels good, baby? You want that? You like your man inside you?" Navid asked through gritted teeth as he hissed and moaned from the sensations I produced on his cock. He pumped my cock a few more times and then gave it a rough squeeze. He collected the precum from the tip of it on his finger and then rubbed down between my legs until he pushed it inside my hole.

"You feel so good inside, my baby. You're ready for my seed. Do you want it?" He asked as he pushed the second finger against my ring and rubbed it thoughtfully. I nodded with a throat full of his cock.

"You need me to seed that pussy? It begs for me?" Navid asked. He pulled his cock from my lips and looked down at me wanting an answer. I rubbed his nuts in my hand and pulled on them as I nodded again.

"Yes sir," I sputtered and rubbed my jaw. It always got a little numb from the stretching his thick shaft gave it. He reached down and rubbed my cheek with a look of pity.

"I am still too big for you?" He asked.

"I like it that way. I could never look at another guy and expect him to match you." I confessed.

"I ruin you for others?" He laughed. I nodded.

Navid got off the bed and went for the lube as his thick cock swung between his thighs. I sat up and slipped off my shirt and shorts. I tossed them across the room to pile in with his clothes.

Navid returned and flipped me over. I got on my hands and knees with my ass in the air while he lubed us up. I leaned forward and hugged the pillow when he slid in two slicked fingers and stretched me open. I relaxed under his expert touch as my body began to buzz and ripple with chills of delight.

"Uhhhhh, fuck yeah. Please fuck me," I whined. I pushed against his fingers, wanting them deeper. I needed him inside me, to hit my reset button on this otherwise crazy day. He wiggled them in my hole as he pushed into me. His fingertips delicately strummed me and his music filled my body.

Navid leaned down over my back and kissed my neck, bit my ear, and sucked on the lobe as he whispered sweet things to me. I turned my face so our lips could meet. He smelled sweaty and salty from the day's work. I was cleaned and ready for him and his lips curled into a smile as he tasted my skin. He knew I had prepared for him, even though I was upset and hurt. Our need for each other powered through whatever the world could throw at us.

"My beautiful boy, I miss you all day. Those eyes like the clear seas of Greece, they haunt my thoughts. I never can wait to get home and see them light up when they find me. I want that they always look for me like I look for them," he whispered as his fingers opened me. He bit softly along my chin and up my jaw as his fingers pushed inside my hole.

"I missed you too. I felt so lonely here and like you were tired of me... bored and moving on," I admitted as I squirmed and moaned on his fingers. He rubbed inside me, gently stretching me and lighting up my happy places. It felt like getting a deep massage while watching a fireworks show. My body was always overcome with chills at his touch.

"No, my sweet love. I feel better now that I tell you truth of what goes on. I forget sometimes how you can handle things. You are not so breakable as I think. I just don't want ever to disappoint or sadden you," Navid confessed.

"You can tell me things. I'm your partner. I should be included in that... Ahh fuck! Uh right there. Yes! Fuck! Like for reals though. I need to be a part of it... Uhh! Yes!" I gave a sudden lurch of pleasure as he pushed inside me again.

"I try, baby, but I am still your protector. I must not create problem when I am not sure will come true. To hurt you even a pebble hurts me a hundred stone. You are so perfect and is my job, my honor to keep you pure," Navid lamented. He'd never see me as an equal. Maybe I didn't really want to be one either. I appreciated how much he wanted to protect me, but we definitely needed to work on communication.

"That feels so good," I mumbled as his fingers slid in and out of my hole. He sighed, gave up his heavy thoughts, and leaned down to kiss me deeply. He rubbed a hand under me, over my chest. His fingers fumbled with my nipples as his tongue wrestled mine.

"I need inside you, my love. I think about you all day and wish you are with me," Navid whispered in that low, Persian tone that made me go weak and know to whom I belonged. He rubbed his nose behind my right ear. His short, prickly beard scratched my neck lightly. I gasped as his teeth scraped my earlobe. A small growl escaped him.

"Please fuck me," I whimpered as his sweaty, hulking frame towered over me from behind. His fingers dug in deep, pushing the air out of my lungs as I groaned with need for him. He rubbed his other hand up my chest and cupped my neck between his thumb and fingers. He pulled me back against him gently by the throat so my neck arced up and my face turned to his.

"Yes, my princess. I will always give you what you need," Navid assured as his eyes bore down into mine. He looked so intense, so hungry, so ready to take what was his. He rubbed his nose against mine as he studied me.

"Your cute, little button nose. So perfect. How you think I can ever not want this?" Navid shook his head as he shoved his fingers deep inside me and wiggled them until I cried out in overwhelmed lust.

"I need you," I whined as my body gave a deep shiver.

"We don't tell anyone of this emergency plan but only your father, ok? Not even Erik or Mike. They would tell Aram and Karim. I do not want that anyone know our emergency plans. This is for us, ok?" Navid leaned down and bit softly on my earlobe.

"Yes, sir. Please. I need you," I reminded him of the urgency I had for his cock.

"Ok baby. You are ready." His fingers slid out of me and he snapped back to the current situation. He went for more lube. The room felt suddenly cold without his sweaty, muscled cage around me. I turned back towards him and shivered again, this time from the cold. He hurried when he saw the look of longing in my eyes.

"I come. I come!" Navid came back to the bed and rubbed the lube over his fat, full cock. He got behind me again and I leaned forward, arching my back to present my hole for him. I felt the tip of his cock press against my ring. I inhaled and tried to relax, readying myself for the coming intrusion.

"Uhhhh Fuck... yes!" I cried out when he slowly pushed into me. He was in a hurry, but still kept control and gauged my reactions. I felt a rush of flutters as he began to fill me. He lit up my runway and held me tightly against him.

"Uhhh ok... yeh... right there," I mumbled as his cock pushed deeper inside me. He put one hand under my neck and rubbed it. He turned my face to his and I tasted his tongue as it pushed through my lips.

"Fuck, baby. You feel so good... How you can ever think I don't wish for this," Navid said as our lips parted. He started to push into me deeper as my body reacted. I felt the air push out of me as he leaned forward and slid his hands over my tummy. His touch produced more sensations and I felt my hard cock thump and begin to leak precum.

"Leaking prince," Navid observed as he reached for my cock and pumped it in his hand. The tip rubbed against his palm and I slowly humped against it as he pushed his cock in and out of me. His other hand rubbed up to play with my nipples as his lips explored the back of my neck. He took a pinch of skin between his teeth like a lion picking up its cub. He shook his head gently and growled playfully.

"Yeah... so good... I love you, Navi," I whined as he worked me from every angle. His cock filled my hole as he pumped my cock, pinched my nips, and bit softly at my neck. He knew how to push every button that sent me into a haze of ecstasy.

"I love you too, my baby. You feel so good on my cock... and so good on my heart," Navid answered as he sped up his conquest of my ass. He held me tightly as he started to slam in and out of me. He toyed with my cock, my sensitive parts to soften the blow. He was on a mission to own his boy though, to give me what I needed.

"Oh... right there!" I called out when he hit the perfect spot inside me. He held there for a second and then slowly rubbed his cock back and forth inside my hole as it pushed against the button that made my cock dance in his fist.

His hand reached up from playing with my nipples to grab a fistful of my hair. It was growing out on top but the sides were shaved down. The last few times we'd went to get our haircuts he'd asked to not cut the top of mine. He liked that I could pull it back into a little knot at the back. He liked the way it flopped over to my ear. He'd play with it when I laid my head against his chest at night to sleep.

"My beautiful California boy," he said with an approving smile as he gripped it lightly and pretended to use it to hold me in place while he fucked me. I wasn't going anywhere.

I was so lost in the daze of his hard body holding me and working every sensitive spot. It's a weird feeling to completely lose control of your body to someone, to let him into my most delicate, hidden places. I was his and I felt so safe being completely exposed to him.

I nudged my head back against his nose, felt the prickle of his beard rub my scalp. I rubbed my head against his face, then turned back to look at him with lost, desperate eyes.

"What troubles you have, baby?" He said suddenly. I realized he'd stopped fucking me, just held his thick cock deep inside me and his hands moved up to rub my precum against my chest.

"Nothing. It's... it feels so good. I don't ever want to stop doing this... with you," I panted as my heart pounded in my ears.

Navid pushed me down to the bed and raised up to slide his cock out of me. He got up on his knees as my cheek pushed against the pillow. I stared up at him.

"Turn over, baby. I need to see you, know you are ok." Navid whispered and reached down to rub my shoulder. I flipped over onto my back and spread my legs while he walked forward between them on his knees. He leaned down over me and slid a hand under my back to push my ass up to the right position. He knelt down and slowly pushed his cock back inside me. It pulsed as he buried it in my hole again.

"That's my boy," he praised as he leaned down to kiss me. His arms slid around my back and he pulled me up against his chest as he sped up inside me again. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as his tongue slid through my lips. His lips were thicker, stronger as they wrestled mine. It added to the sensations inside me as his cock explored my deepest parts.

"Fuck me, daddy," I mumbled as our lips parted.

"You want my seed, princess?" Navid said as his lips spread into a knowing smile. He rubbed them against my nose while awaiting my confirmation. He pressed me down against the mattress and my cock rubbed against the soft hair of his treasure trail every time he fucked in and out of my hole.

"Yes sir, please seed me," I begged as my lips kissed his chin. His beard tickled my lips, the smooth skin of my chin. I always felt so underdeveloped next to him, like I'd never reach his level of male.

"I give my baby what he needs? You want in your pussy or in your mouth?" Navid asked. He rarely came anywhere by inside my hole. I'd watch him shoot when he let me jerk him off, or when he jerked off while he thought I was asleep.

"In my hole," I said knowing that answer wouldn't satisfy him.

"Which hole, boy?" Navid laughed. I knew what he wanted. He liked to hear me call it my `pussy.' He knew I didn't like the word asshole. He wanted to hear me say it.

"Navi!" I squealed as his fucking kept me on the edge and his questions kept me under his control. He wanted me to admit that I was most satisfied when he came inside me, buried his seed deep in my hole. He wanted to hear me admit that I was needy for it. He didn't like anything near his ass. It wasn't what a "real man" allowed.

"Yes, my love? Where does the seed go?" Navid acted like he was unsure, but he smiled with that cocky arrogance of a Persian alpha.

"In my pussy," I whispered.

"Ok, baby. I give it to you," Navid said. He didn't press it. He needed to finish as well. He needed to give me his seed, to know I begged to have his DNA deep inside me. He kissed me again and sped up, driving his cock deep.

"Fuck!" I gasped when he pushed in farther and started to fuck me with urgency. The tender, gentility we'd started with was gone. We both were on the edge and needed it.

"Yes, baby. Fuck you feel good," Navid groaned as he drove his cock home. His sweat dripped down on me as he put his hands flat against the bedspread on either side of me and started doing pushups on my hole. His thick, Persian cock drilled me as my body thumped and shook in his arms. My cock pulsed and I felt the cum rising inside the shaft.

"I'm gonna... oh fuck!" I yelled as my lips found his shoulder. I bit softly on his thick, muscled flesh as his cock force-fucked me. My cock went rigid and I started to fire cum off between our chests. He raised off me a little and a few shots hit my chin, his chest.

"Oh baby cum for me. That pussy feel so tight when you cum... Fuck! It squeeze my cock," Navid growled as I whined and moaned under him.

"Ahhh! Huh! Yeah!" I called out as I held onto him and my whole body rocked with powerful shots as my cock fired off and drained my balls.

"That's my boy, cum for daddy," he praised and I felt his cock tighten inside me. His balls tightened up and he began to flood me with his seed.

"Yes!" we called together as our bodies twisted and jerked in rhythm. He flattened me against the mattress as we rocked together. I felt his cum fill me up and then leak out around his shaft. He slid his arms around my back and his tongue slid back into my mouth as our lips danced and our bodies flailed together.

"MmmMmm" We both grunted as my eyes rolled back from the ecstasy. He was filling me up and sucking on my tongue. He slid his lips over and chewed his way along my jaw as I yelled out and tried desperately to suck in air.

"Fuck... Uhhh!" I screamed as he drove in and out of my hole and pushed thick globs of his cum out. He gave a few more jerks as he piston-fucked me and then he stopped, collapsing on top of me. My legs raised up and wrapped around his waist again.

"So good... baby... so fuck to good," Navid mumbled as he recovered his breath. He held me tightly against his chest and rolled over onto his back so he wouldn't crush me. I laid there straddling his chest as my body rose and fell with his breath. His muscled chest beat with a steady heartbeat that had my drained body lulling into a light sleep.

"So fuck to good," he mumbled again lazily as he rubbed my back.

"So fuck to good," I repeated with a light giggle as I mocked his sexy accent. I loved how he lost his English skills in the heat of passion. We breathed together while I got the giggles.

"Don't make fun of your protector," Navid laughed when he caught on. "I still speak five languages, Noah... and I can satisfy my boy's pussy in any of them," He reminded me. He gave my ass a light swat and then squeezed my cheeks with his hands. His fingers collected the cum that was leaking out from around his shaft and he pushed it up my back, rubbing it into my skin.

"Yes sir. I know you can," I nodded against his chest. We held onto each other, kissing whichever parts were convenient as we recovered. I lipped at his shoulder and then bit softly on his left nipple, a pointed brown puff the size of a nickel. He kissed my hair, biting a few strands between his teeth and then rubbing his beard against my forehead.

He carried me off to the shower and then we fell asleep in each other's arms. We slept in the next morning and then he went to have a quick breakfast with the business guys while they signed some papers.

Aram and Erik rode back to LA with us. Aram and Navid talked about how much they made from the weekend. It had been a very worthwhile trip. I didn't mention anything to Erik about how we resolved our argument. I would keep the secret Navid had shared about our emergency plan. I'd prove I was a good partner that he could share things with.

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The next week was better for us. The secrets were gone. His hidden anxiety was gone. We weren't worried about being separated. We spent Sunday night filling out the forms for my passport and getting things together like a picture and money order and stuff.

We got to campus early on Monday and found the place to sign up for passport interviews. I went alone, Navid couldn't go with me. I met with a nice lady who went through my documents and picture. I expected her to ask why I was getting it or what my plans were. I thought she would ask about our emergency plan to run away to Canada. But she didn't. She just wanted to prove that I was who I said I was. It was pretty simple.

Things felt different between us after that. I was going to be with him, wherever that took us. I knew I'd go anywhere that let us be together, let me stay with him. It felt exciting. I wanted to go right away.

"No, Noah! That is not good! We stay here. Here is us. Here is happy for us both. Here is where I find my perfect baby. Is always best to stay with your own people, the world you know. You think I leave Iran because the US sounds like fun? No, baby. I am here because here is where I can be free and make my own future. I came to study and build a life that would not be possible back there where economy is not so good for this. We get passport for you but hope to never need it. Ok?" He said after the tenth time I had begged excitedly to look for flights to some crazy country.

"I just... It feels like we're getting married or something. I'm ready for it," I glowed.

"Someday, Noah. Someday I hope we can do this. You know that you are mine for life. Marriage or not, we are one. I am yours and nothing separate us. I will be honored to one day have the ceremony with you though. You will look so beautiful to wear my ring... to be mine for legal," Navid looked away thoughtfully. "You deserve this," he whispered.

I realized I'd touched on a sensitive spot. I knew he wanted that, but it would mean facing his family. It would mean confronting a culture that had no definition or belief in what we shared.

"Maybe we can start by going for yogurt?" I asked to break the tension.

"Oh! You never get your yogurt I ruined in the resort! Oh! Baby! Yes, ok yogurt I can do!" Navid exclaimed. His mood lightened again, his eyes relit with delight.

"All my yogurt dreams will come true? You mean it?" I laughed.

"Of course, princess. I make your dreams come true!" Navid laughed as he grabbed his keys and nudged me towards the door.

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