Noah's Starship

Please let me know if you want to read more: tarzanacide@gmail.com

Also please donate to nifty to keep this free resource for everyone!

+++

+{Noah's Starship}+

-+-[December]-+-

~By Emri~

"I didn't want upset you until I know for sure, my baby. My parents just get approval today to travel. It is how my country works. I thought was best to no say a thing until I know it happen for sure," Navid said as he stared at me from across the bed with sad eyes. He'd just pulled a giant suitcase out of the closet and was throwing boxers and socks into it.

"You knew about this... You knew you'd have to leave tomorrow and... you just let me go on thinking you'd be here. We made Christmas plans! We bought a tree! How can you just leave me here?" My heart was pounding as tears rolled down my cheek. Navid moved towards me to try and wipe them away, but I jumped off the bed and went into the bathroom.

I closed the door behind me and turned the little lock. I reached for my pocket, but realized he had my phone. He had taken it at dinner since he said I spent too much time on it when we were together.

He had been upset the last few days. I thought it was because he had left one class off his degree plan and so he couldn't graduate until the spring, but now I guess it was him dealing with the uncertainty of leaving me.

"Baby," Navid said with a sigh when he tried to turn the door handle and realized it was locked. "This is not real lock, you know.... It pop open if you turn handle back and forth quickly." He demonstrated and the door opened an inch. He waited, not wanting to anger me more.

"Please open to me, baby. I need make sure you aren't hurting yourself," he said in that calm, deep voice like I was the crazy one. He wanted to see that I wasn't digging my fingernails into the palms of my hands. It was something I did when anxiety won out. I wasn't. I hadn't done that in a long time, but he always worried.

I opened the door to look at him, and he took my hands and opened them. I started to cry again. "Please don't leave me," I whispered. He raised each of my hands to his lips and kissed my palms. I put them to his cheek as he stared into me with shame.

"I don't want to go. You know that I don't! Last thing ever I want is leave you. It is only for ten days. I promise I shall be here to celebrate Christmas with you. I will make sure you have a gift to open every day that I am gone. Either Aram or your father will stay here with you each night so you will never be alone. I have not seen my family in so long and is hard for them to leave Iran to come see me," Navid said.

"I cannot return to my family in Iran or even to my home there. I nearly finish with degree here and have valuable skills my country need. Also I speak English now. They maybe would not let me out to return to you. I can't even see my land, Noah. If so I might never again see my boy. I meet my family in Italy where we can all be together," Navid explained and finished with a sigh.

"But you're getting on an airplane in 12 hours and you just tell me this at bedtime while you're packing and I'm supposed to be ok with it. You never include me in anything! I'm just the house pet you're going to leave with a dog-sitter for ten days while you run off to Europe to see your family. I'm a person, Navid not a dog!" I was shaking. I pushed against his chest like I wanted to punch it, but he just put his arms around me and pulled me into him.

"I honestly didn't think my parents would get the travel visa to leave Iran. It was at last minute that the government approved it. Iran is like that. You make plans but don't know if you can do them. I thought it was best to not upset you when was not for sure to happen. I wish I could bring you with me. I want so much to spend my first Christmas with you," Navid said as he rubbed my back and kissed my hair.

It was true. He had been in the US for a few years, but usually just went to Las Vegas or a ski resort with his friends for the Christmas break. They were muslim too, so they hadn't been raised on our traditions.

Navid had insisted on getting a tree as soon as we saw the lots opening up in early December. He spent hundreds of dollars at the home store buying lights and ornaments to put on it. He even found a website that turned some of our pictures into ornaments so the tree was sort of a travel through our first six months together.

He wanted me to show him every American tradition with the holiday. The last two nights we had spent driving around the best neighborhood light decorations with big cups of hot chocolate and the holiday music station playing. We were supposed to go this weekend for the lighted boat parade down in Orange County... maybe Aram would take me.

With two weeks left until actual Christmas day, he'd already filled the tree with gifts for me. He insisted on giving me money to buy things for him too. I'd spent it all on a VIP game experience at the big soccer stadium in Carson where we'd get food and he could meet some players. I knew he'd love it, but now I just wanted to put everything in the dumpster.

"I am sorry you feel this. But everything I do is for you. To make money to buy you things and give you the beautiful life. I want you never worry for not a thing. You know I miss my family, Noah. You know is hard to be so far away. Your father is here five minutes driving. Mine is not. I miss them so much. I am torn between old world and new love. Please understand. Please be ok for me," Navid hugged me tightly and walked us back towards the bed.

He finished packing while I went downstairs to clean up the dishes. I finished and just sat on the couch watching the tree lights flicker and dance until he came to say it was time for bed. He'd gone overboard with decorations and there was hardly any visible greenery left on the tree. As he took my hand, I followed him up the stairs. It all just looked so ugly.

+++ +++

We spent the last few hours together with hurt feelings. When Aram came to take him to the airport, I gave Navid an empty kiss in the privacy of our bedroom.

"Please, my love, I cannot let our goodbye be so sad. I have gift for you," Navid said as he held me. He went to get a large box from his closet and held it in front of me. I took it and set it on the bed fully intending to pout this all the way through.

"I don't want anything from you," I whispered and looked away.

"I forget sometimes what a little boy you can be," Navid sighed. He went to the box and the grabbed my hand and used it to open it. He wrapped my fingers around something leather. It was an expensive black leather jacket.

"You are always cold without my touch. I will leave you warm with this," he said and wrapped it around me.

I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked pretty hot in it. He stood behind me and kissed up the back of my neck.

"I can wear this to a party with Erik. There's a gay party with Persian and white guys this weekend. Erik can take me," I lied to hurt him.

He ignored that knowing he'd set up Aram and probably Karim and other friends to watch me like a hawk. I was being a baby. I knew it but I hurt too much.

He asked for a nice kiss and I gave it to him. Angry as I was, I still longed for his lips. He put his hands on my cheeks and stared at me with intense eyes.

"Be good this week. You hold my heart inside you. Please be my good boy. I will come back to you for Christmas. I swear I will find way. I love you so much." He rubbed my cheeks with his thumbs. He kissed me one last time and then turned to leave so he didn't miss his flight.

I laid on the bed and covered my upper body with the jacket that smelled of his cologne. I cried until I fell asleep.

+++ +++

"Noah, wake up. It's almost 6. We need to get you some food," Aram's voice woke me up as his hand cupped my shoulder. He peeled back the leather jacket I'd been using as a shell, and I squinted up at him as the setting sunlight streamed through the window.

He wasn't that bad looking of a guy. He was a few years younger than Navid and had lighter skin. His nose was more prominent, and his hair was curly but he kept it neat. I stared up at him as my eyes adjusted to the light. He was sitting on the bed and leaning over me. His cheeks were smooth and he had a very trim little beard going on. He smiled gently as he watched me wake up.

"You have a little something," he said as he wiped the dried tears off my cheek with a laugh.

"He's gone? Like for real?" I whispered up to him hoping it was a bad dream. Aram nodded and his smile faded to sorrow. He missed him too.

"He will call you when he is in Europe. I know it hurt him so much to leave you. He was stunned and silent the whole way to the airport. He didn't even yell when I nearly hit a car trying to get off the freeway," Aram said as he pushed back my messy hair.

"I don't know what to do. It hurts too much to move," I admitted. My stomach was in knots. I'd never been away from someone I loved. It felt like he'd died.

"I'm sorry, Noah. What can I do to make it better?" Aram asked with a look of pity.

"Let's get really drunk, or maybe we can try pot... something Navid would never let us do if he were here." I was being sincere, but he took it as a joke.

"You're pretty adorable when you're trying to be bad, but c'mon dude, you're trying to get me killed?" Aram laughed. "Let's get you dressed and go get some pizza. If you don't feel any better after pizza, then we can score some crack." He laughed at his little joke.

+++ +++

Navid called early the next morning when he landed. He didn't call my phone, but Aram's. I didn't wake up until I heard the bedroom door ease open and Aram whisper my name. He came over to the bed and looked down at me as I kept my eyes closed. I couldn't talk to Navid. I didn't know what to say and I was still upset with him.

I cracked one eye open just enough to see that Aram had Navid on facetime and was pointing the phone down towards me so Navid could see me sleeping.

"Noah," Navid whispered. "Noah, it's me. Baby?"

I wanted to just pretend I was asleep, to let him be upset. But his voice sounded hoarse and sad. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He hadn't slept. His dark eyes looked heavy even as he smiled when they met mine. I took the phone from Aram and sat up against the pillows. Aram went out to give us a minute of privacy.

"I am happy you were able to sleep without me there. I was not so fortunate on my long flight. I wished I could stay in my seat and just return to you. I miss you, my love. Aram tells me you are still so angry. Have I ruined your love for me? Should I jump into the sea?" Navid looked scared.

I nodded.

"Ok then. I walk down to sea to throw myself to the waves. Sharks will take your revenge on my body. Then you will be pleased and forgive to me? I deserve this. Is only way to find your forgiveness?" Navid asked.

I nodded but a smile crossed my lips at his dramatic declaration.

"Noah you are my world. I cannot bare to hurt you like this. I soak up my family and be perfect son so that I can return to my happy home with my beautiful boy. I promise this to you." His smile didn't return.

"I miss you," I said softly. We just stared at each other for a long, silent moment.

A younger boy came up to Navid and interrupted us. He looked like a 10 year old version of Navid and he leaned against him and looked down at me.

"Noah, this is Behrouz, my youngest brother." Navid beamed proudly. He slid his arm around Behrouz's waist and hugged him and kissed his cheek. "He grows so much since I last see him. He speak no English."

I waived to the boy and he returned it with a shy smile. I felt like a shell broke inside me as it hit me that Navid had a family. He wasn't just my protector, the warm chest I slept on. He was someone's son and brother and cousin. I felt like a total jerk. I was right to be upset that he didn't include me in his thoughts, but wrong to be upset about him leaving to see his family.

"I must go, my family is coming now. My parents were stuck in the immigrations. I love you Noah, goodbye," Navid said frantically as they were approaching. He flashed his camera over so I could see a group of well dressed beautiful people who looked like him.

"Good bye, I love you. Be safe! Take pictures!" I tried to cram in more, but the picture froze as he disconnected.

I laid there for a few minutes and watched the picture of his head turned, his strong jaw, his eyes so happy to see his family. It hurt like fuck, but I wanted him to be happy. I read somewhere that immature love is wanting to be the one who makes the other one happy. Mature love is wanting the other to be happy even if I'm not involved at all. I needed to step away and let him be happy.

I padded out of the room and found Aram in the kitchen looking through the fridge for breakfast.

"I'll make you something!" I called and Aram turned back to look at me. His eyes bugged out and I realized I only had on a pair of briefs and Navid's old flannel boxers that I liked to sleep in. I had to pinch the side of the waistband and roll it a little to keep it up.

"Noah, you should put clothes on!," He suggested and looked away. "You do have a cute little chest though," Aram added. I ran back upstairs and put on some shorts and a t-shirt. We ate waffles, eggs, and toast at the kitchen bar.

"So good, Noah. I would steal you if Navid did not already claim you!" Aram joked. "Today I have to meet up with some people. You will be ok here? Stay at home?" He asked.

"Yeah, Navid was going to take me to the pier and play some games today." I cleared the dishes and wondered what I would do without Navid here.

"I will hurry back by the late afternoon. Navid will want to call you tonight when it is morning over there. I hope you will not be too bored today. I am sorry I can't stay, but tomorrow I will plan something fun for us," Aram said as though I were the pet needing entertainment.

He left to meet up with his friends and I cleaned the house until everything was shiny and new again. I got a little sad folding the last of Navid's laundry. I ironed his dress shirts and hung them up and then arranged them by color.

Erik texted me just after 11 and I called and told him everything that had happened. He was pissed. He insisted on picking me up and taking me out for the day. I thought about letting Aram know, but I thought I'd just be gone for a few hours.

We ended up going over the hill into West Hollywood, the gayborhood. We settled in at a juice bar where we could watch the streetlife and Erik filled me in on what all he had been up to. Apparently he and Nasri had seen quite a lot of each other. Nasri even took him up the coast for the weekend to a little beach house where the beach was practically deserted.

He filled me in on all the crazy stuff they'd done together. Apparently Nasri liked to let Erik know what a "little white faggot" he was and got off on having Erik beg for his cock and humiliate himself. He thought it was hot for Erik to be his little slave and Erik was pretty into it.

"That's crazy, dude! I have no idea how I'd react if Navid got into it with me like that! I'd probably cry or something," I exclaimed.

"He's a man, like a real man. I don't even know how to explain it. It's not like anyone I've ever dated. It's hard to explain, but my body just bends to him without any fight," Erik searched for words.

"I get you. I feel the same way with Navid. He has this power over the world that I never will. I worry sometimes at how much guys, even straight guys, just seem to go along with whatever he wants," I agreed.

"Yeah, but at least you know he's solid for you. He looks at you like you're the only one on earth who is worth a damn. Nasri and I have some pretty hot sex, but that's kind of all we have. I mean, it's pretty clear that I have no hold on him. He lets me know that. It's hot sex, it's good for now, but eventually... you know," Erik trailed off in thought.

"I guess so. But Navid left me," I said and went suddenly quiet as I felt the now familiar pain shoot through me. "He left me, Erik."

"He didn't leave you, drama queen," Erik pushed hard against my shoulder. "He went to see his family. Plus look how he made all these plans for people to watch over you, got you presents. He feels bad about it. You can milk this for some cash."

We finished our juices and then walked around West Hollywood for a little while just people watching and talking. I used some of the emergency cash Navid had put in my wallet to buy him more presents. I found a few pairs of these really sexy jockstraps at one store. His ample, strong ass would fill them nicely. Another store had nice dress shirts he could use for business. I wanted a few things for him to unwrap after all the gifts he'd sent me.

It was about 6pm when we stopped at a sandwich place. I'd lost track of time with Erik. It was just like when we used to hang out before Navid. I checked my phone to find a few missed calls and angry text messages from Aram.

Aram: Noah, are you hiding somewhere? I'm not into this game.

Aram: Noah! Where did you go? Are you ok?

Aram: The fuck, dude? Are you ok? Call me ASAP!

I dialed his number quickly and he answered right away sounding frantic.

"Where are you? Are you ok? You can't just leave like that without telling me!" He was pissed. I told him I was with Erik and what we had done.

"We can head back if you want," I offered.

"Damn it, Noah! No! Stay there so I at least know where you are! I'm on my way. Just stay put, little runaway!" Aram had never sounded so forceful with me. He had that same tone Navid had when he was upset about something. Something about his tone made my stomach twist up with that empty feeling that Navid was halfway around the world. Aram was a weak stand-in.

+++ +++

It was weird learning to sleep without his arms, eat without his urging that I never take enough, even dress without his input on how I looked or demands to cover up more. But over the next few days the hurting started to fade. My life started to go back to the dull routine I'd had before him. The highlight of my week was getting my teeth cleaned by the dentist who told me I have excellent oral hygiene.

My dad took me to dinner a few times with the new lady he was dating, and it was just like old times except we went to nicer places. The lady was nice to me, but I noticed she kept paying the check wherever we went. She was a realtor and must have been pretty successful judging from her shiny Mercedes. I laughed when I realized that my dad I were both with people who liked to take over and pay for everything. I guess I could blame him for that.

He took Navid's side, of course, on the whole him leaving me to see his family. He said that he had no doubt how much Navid loved me and would return as soon as he could.

"Don't be too hard on him, Noah," he'd said. "He needs to see his family. I'd be so sad if you lived across the world instead of down the road. I'm just glad you have a guy who doesn't want to take you away."

It didn't really hit me how ok I was until the fifth night I talked to him on the facetime. I was in bed just wearing a pair of briefs and feeling exhausted from a day of going to the theme park in Valencia with my dad and then dinner with Erik and Miguel. It was morning for Navid and he was hiding in the bedroom at the beach house they had rented. He was upset about an argument with his father and he was ready to come back to me.

"I miss you Noah, more than anything. You look so beautiful there in your little briefs. I need to touch you again soon or I go crazy. I not sleep good here without you in my arms. Everything sucks without you. It makes me to know how much I love you." Navid started to tear up and I didn't know what to say. I'd always been the one to cry, never him.

I tried to look concerned, but my brain just wanted me to sleep and my sex drive just didn't want to see him cry. He'd always been the dominant male, the strong arms and easygoing soul that put me at peace. His face with tears looked like someone else, someone I wasn't attracted to. I'd never thought about him like that. I needed my alpha.

And then I yawned while he was talking about the argument with his father. He stopped and looked at me with disappointment.

"I'm sorry, I just... I had a long day," I tried to cover. We hadn't talked long enough for me to wrap it up.

He stopped his teary tirade against his father's injustice and forced himself to composure. He swallowed his feelings and tried to look happy. Behind his eyes though, I could tell he was disappointed at my lack of compassion. I felt like an asshole, but a very sleepy one.

"It is late, my love," he said and forced a smile though his eyes disagreed with it. We said our goodnights then, but I could tell he wasn't doing well.

The next day he started texting me every half hour or so to see what I was up to. He could feel me pulling away, moving on with my life in his absence. I missed a long line of messages while I was seeing a movie with Erik. By the time we left the theater and went for a late lunch, Navid had sent about ten messages. They started off mild, just-checking-in type messages, but progressively turned sadder.

"You knew I was in the movie. I'm sorry. I hope you are having fun there," I texted back and my phone lit up again with him wanting to know when I was going to be home to talk with him.

"Go home now, Noah. I need talk to you and it is getting too late for you to be out," Navid wrote back knowing full well it was barely afternoon.

Erik got upset when I asked him to take me home. I was obeying a man halfway around the world.

"I'm sorry," I said to Erik as he drove in angry silence. "I'm so over this. I just want to have a fun day with my friends."

"And he isn't going to let that happen, is he? You don't tell him no, so he's not going to give in here," Erik noted.

"I guess not. He's the one who left. How can he be upset that I'm out?" I fidgeted with my phone.

"Because he's already established that he owns you and can separate you from the rest of the world. And now you're pushing back on it. If you never set a limit with him, you can expect him to set it for you. It's scary, Noah," Erik said and looked over at me with pity.

"I'll tell him that I need time for just for you and me, ok? I promise," I reasoned, but Erik was unconvinced.

"You always do this with him, Noah. You build up to do something and the he looks at you and you crumble for him," Erik fumed. I didn't know how to respond to that. He was right.

+++ +++

"I miss you so much," Navid said when I finally got home and was able to facetime with him. He didn't like talking on the phone, he wanted to see me. He was sitting in the backyard of the house his family was renting and I heard the soft crash of waves behind him.

"I miss you too, but I am connecting with my friends while you connect with your family. I need time to have fun too. Please try to be happy and enjoy them. You'll be home soon," I urged him.

"I do not realize until this how much I love you. Is miserable to be away and always think what is Noah up to. Is he ok? Does he even miss me anymore?" Navid asked and ignored my request for time with friends.

"Of course I miss you. I was so hurt when you left," I admitted. "But I understand that your family needs you just like I do. I am trying to enjoy the break and not just sit at home and be sad all day without you." He was starting to get on my nerves a little. I felt like he expected me to be weepy and depressed without him there. I wasn't.

"I will be home for Christmas day. It might be very late, but I will be there. Did you get the gifts I had sent? They should be there today," Navid asked.

"I don't have the mail key. You gave the keys to the man of the house. I am just the pet," I joked.

"Oh! I will text Aram to bring them in when he gets here. He tell me about you going off without tell him. That was no good, my Noah. You are my sweet boy and he tries to look out for you for his respect for me. You will obey to him until I am there with you again. Do you understand, my love?" Navid looked stern for a moment, but then his eyes softened.

"Yes sir," I said and something stirred in me as his dominant presence returned.

"Until then though.... I need to see my princess," Navid said as though speaking in code. "You know, it's been many days since we were together. I can please see?"

"Um... what?" I didn't get it right away and his sultry eyes melted into a laugh.

"You are so innocent, my Noah. I forget this at times... Take your clothes off..." His voice dropped an octave to the old familiar commanding tone that made my body twist in desire.

I set the phone against the pillow and stood up so he could watch me. I slid out of my clothes and knelt on the bed at his command. He had me cross my arms behind my back and lower my head. I had my knees spread so I was on display for him.

"That's my good boy. Lay down and raise your legs so I can see my baby's prize," Navid was whispering in the quiet night. I did what he said.

"You want me inside you? Your body aches for it's master, does it not?" He asked in a low growl and I could tell he was stroking himself though I could only see his face.

"Yes sir. I need you so bad. It's too tight without you," I whined and put a finger to my hole to show him. My cock stood straight up at his commanding tone and adoring eyes. This was my Navid, the one I whined for.

"Don't play with it other than now for me to see. I am so close to cum just thinking about you my love. So beautiful and pink just for me to take care of," Navid was making ooh and ahh noises with his lips and I knew he was jerking off. I reached to stroke my cock and was instantly on edge. This would be quick, there was so much need between us.

"I'm so hard. I haven't cum without you. It's ok?" I asked as I jerked my cock and rubbed my hole for him.

"You touch yourself, is ok. I am not there to bring your body what is used to. But you only cum with me to permit. You belong to me and I to you. I want you are taken care of when I am away like this. You are good boy to ask permission," Navid approved.

"Can I see your cock? I miss it so much. It's so big. I think about it all day long," I begged.

"Of course, my love. It is only for you." Navid panned the camera down to show his fat, raging hardon as he fisted it urgently. He had his shorts tucked under his furry, low-hanging golf balls. They swayed angrily with each jerk.

"Fuck. That's beautiful," I laughed. "I forget how big it is when it's gone."

"It is yours, my heart. It misses it's tight little princess," Navid was breathing heavy. I brought my finger to my lips and sucked it for him which elicited raised eyebrows over hungry eyes as he watched me. I wet my finger and then put it back against my hole and pushed it in just a little. My body started to squirm and lurch as my hole twitched and cried out for his cock.

"I miss you so much," I admitted as a sad wave came over me. I remembered his smell, his touch. I'd forgotten it in the last few days of his absence. I'd gone back to my old boring life and filled the time with good friends and family, but the truth hit me that I was so lost without him.

"I miss you too, my little love. I promise you I will be home before Santa leaves the earth," Navid said. He wasn't exactly clear on the whole theme of Santa Claus. He seemed to think he was an alien who made presents on his home planet. It was not the moment to correct him though.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum. I can't stop," I whined with my legs in the air as I fisted myself and rubbed my hole.

"Cum for me, Noah. Imagine me inside the tight little pink hole that I love, filling my boy with what he needs," Navid growled. His face screwed up and his breathing went ragged so I knew he was on the edge.

"Fuck, fuck, uhhhh," I grunted and shot cum all over my chest, my cheek, the comforter behind me.

"Uhhhh," he echoed. "I cum Noah. I cum my love. I fill you with my seed." His body lurched a few times and I watched one hot volley land on his cheek as he groaned.

As I came, I looked into his eyes and noticed he was staring back. It wasn't my hole that he came to, it was my face. He got off on watching my pleasure.

We stared into each other for a few more moments as our breathing came down together. I'd made a huge mess, but I laid there in exhaustion watching the spot of cum slide down his cheek in slow motion.

"You see what you do to me, my baby?" Navid laughed and scooped a big glob of cum from below the picture. It must have landed on his stomach or chest. It was thick, white slime that coated his fingers and held on firmly.

"And sad you are not here to lick me clean," he said and made a frown.

"I wish I could. I miss your taste," I admitted. "I miss everything about you."

"And I you, sweet one. I will return to you as soon as I can," Navid assured as he cleaned up.

"I must go shower now and get to bed. My brothers wake early and they are not quiet to let me sleep like you do," Navid told me after a few minutes of sweet talk. It was true, he loved to sleep in. He wasn't the morning person that I am. I was used to staying in bed and playing on my phone quietly while he snored with me in his arms. If he woke up without me there he would get upset, even if I had left to make him breakfast.

We said our goodnights and then I let him go. I went to clean up and then put on some fresh shorts and a tank top.

Aram was downstairs waiting for me and playing Navid's video games.

"You want to kill zombies with me, Noah? I heard you upstairs so I turned this on to give you guys some privacy," Aram laughed as my cheeks turned beet red.

"Ugh, for real? Aww I'm sorry. It's...." I started.

"Nah, no worries mate," Aram interrupted. "A man has needs. I'm glad you two are doing better. You're back to your old self."

"What does that mean?" I asked and settled in next to him.

"Just seemed like you were starting to move on with him gone. You stopped moping around for him. He noticed. I think you had him worried. He's never loved someone like he loves you. Don't take it lightly." Aram didn't look up.

Like Navid, Aram was brilliant at reading people. He appeared goofy and carefree, but underneath he was as sensitive and intuitive as Navid. I should have known Navid would figure it out. He always seemed to know what I was feeling, even before I understood it sometimes. He had studied my quirks, my tells. He knew I wasn't missing him like he did me.

"I'm not... He left me... I don't want to hurt like that again," I admitted. Aram paused his game and patted the seat next to him on the couch. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes.

"Navid didn't leave you. He will be back as soon as he can. He wants a nice, simple life with his quiet, simple boy. It's all he's ever wanted. The day he saw you his heart was set. He got this nice home for you to take care of and fill with love. He's not leaving you. Ok? So don't give him trouble for taking a simple vacation." Aram said. I nodded.

I made dinner for us while Aram went to get the mail from the little room in the center of the complex. He took a video of me opening the gift packages so he could share it with Navid.

The first box was clothes, new jeans, a few shirts with long sleeves to cover me, and a shoes. They were exactly the things Navid always chose for me when we went to the mall. We'd usually argue in the polite, gentle way we disagreed. I laughed thinking about it.

The second box had textbooks. It was the books I needed for two of my spring classes. I wasn't ready to even think about next semester, but Navid planned ahead. He'd already registered me, and these were the books.

The last box had winter gear in it. There were goggles, gloves, thick ski pants, and other stuff. There was a printed out note inside that said it was for our ski trip. He'd never mentioned a ski trip coming up, but I knew it was something he liked to do with his friends. Aram captured my reactions to send to him.

"We're going skiing?" I asked Aram after he stopped filming.

"Yeah, for his birthday weekend in January. He didn't tell you?" Aram looked a little surprised.

"You know I'm the pet. I just go where master takes me," I laughed.

+++

The night before Christmas Eve, Navid had set up a "date" for me. He called me on the facetime and told me that Erik and Nasri would pick me up to take me to Karim's house for dinner and I would stay the night there. My dad would pick me up from there the next day and take me to my family's Christmas Eve party. He had it all planned out and coordinated.

"You can have a taste of my culture before going off for the holidays with your father," Navid said. "Also, there is gift downstairs for you. Aram got it from mailbox!"

"I wish you were coming with me," I admitted. He lost his smile at that one and his eyes looked sad again.

"I want that more than anything, my love. But I fly home for Christmas. I have ticket. I will be there come whatever. I will be there for you," he assured. We played around a little with some naked time before he watched me get dressed for the night out.

Aram was waiting downstairs playing a video game while talking to someone in the headset. I found a package on the coffee table and set down my phone on a couch pillow so Navid could watch me open it. It was a set of kitchen knives and some fancy cooking tools. I pretended to be excited about it. I knew he loved the thought of me being busy in his kitchen.

Erik and Nasri showed up at 7 just as Aram was heading out for the night. He talked to Nasri for a moment while I showed Erik my presents and got an eyeroll.

"I'll text later to see you are ok there. If you need me to come get you, just call. Okay, Noah?" Aram pulled me aside and backed me against the wall to tell me this.

"Okay, dad!" I joked. His tense stance eased off slightly at that jab.

"Sorry. You've been mine to watch for over a week now. I'd kind of gotten used to always having you close by. I can see why Navid likes this. Maybe I need my own Noah," Aram leaned in and kissed my cheek. "But seriously, call me if you need anything."

Nasri gave me an awkward hug and then took the bag I'd packed and headed towards his car followed by Erik. Aram locked up after us and then kissed my cheek again as he headed off to his car.

+++ +++

"Noah, my poor little orphan. I hope you have not gone wild with Navid's absence," Karim pulled me in for a tight hug when we got to their house. Mike was right behind him and gave me similar sarcastic condolences.

Their house was on the valley side of the hills, but it was beautiful and had a huge patio that hung over a steep drop. Mike had made every inch of it look like a home decor catalog.

We ate dinner around a large round table. Karim put me between him and Mike with Erik and Nasri across from us. One of the couples who had gone to Santa Barbara joined us. I'd forgotten their names. Karim kept trying to push more food on me.

After dinner, Erik and I went to help Mike clean up. I only helped him load the dishes before he gave me a beer to take out to Karim. I found him in the living room with Nasri and the other guys. They were sitting on the couch watching the TV as I walked up to hand Karim his beer.

"Uh, Noah. I thought you were helping Mike?" He said with a nervous tone as I handed him the bottle. Karim got to his feet.

"He asked me to bring this," I started, but then trailed off as I looked at Navid on the big screen tv. It wasn't just him. His parents were standing behind him and his father was talking in Persian. There must have been a camera in the TV as Navid's met mine with worry.

"What's going on?" I asked Navid with confusion when his dad had stopped speaking.

"These are my parents, Noah. They wanted to meet Karim since we will be working together so closely. I was going to talk to you afterwards. I thought you would enjoy the big screen," Navid said.

"Hello. It is an honor to meet you," I said and pressed my hands together like a prayer as I bowed towards his parents.

"They're not from that part of Asia, Noah," Navid laughed with a large grin.

"He is respectful, let him show respect," Navid's father said with a slow, British accent. He smiled at me as though he was pleased.

Navid's mother smiled and said something to me in her language.

"She says hello, it is nice to see your face," a voice translated from behind me and I turned to see Mike had crept in. Of course he had learned Persian. He seemed somewhat obsessed with the culture of his husband.

Karim pulled me in front of him and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Tell her thank you for all of the wonderful gifts and clothes. I love them and she has such great style!" I asked the room. Navid piped up to translate this and his mother nodded with pleasure.

She turned then to Navid and spoke. Mike translated for me.

"He is so young! He does not look like a bad character. How could a mother abandon such a handsome, well-mannered boy? How can a society leave him to fend for himself? He is so young. It angers me that he has no one," Mike said.

Karim whispered something in Persian behind my back and pushed Mike on the shoulder.

"Don't translate everything, you idiot..." Mike translated. "Hey! Noah has a right to know what is said about him."

And just like that, everyone knew my story. Worse, they knew the version Navid had hyped up to make it sound like I was a street kid he had adopted from a shelter. The room looked at me with pity, and I turned to see Erik standing there looking confused. He knew about my mom, but didn't know the version Navid had put out.

I turned to Navid with fire in my eyes. He didn't care about my reputation, as long as it patchworked our relationship into something acceptable to his parents. He looked at me with guilty eyes and mouthed, "sorry."

"I hope," Mike started translating and I realized Navid's mom was talking again, "that my son is treating you well. You are part of our family now. I give approval for this. I see now there is no bad in you. My son was right to take you in under his protection. I hope that you will come with Navid next trip that we take. You have a family now."

"Thank you! I am so honored. I'm speechless," I said and my heart leapt. Her approval made up for the embarrassment. Her smile was genuine. She was accepting me. Navid translated for me as his mother nodded approval.

"Yes, it was a good decision that he made. You are a very nice boy," Navid's father said in English. He smiled at me, but it wasn't the same as his wife's. I don't know how I could tell, but his eyes said that he knew what I was and what I was doing with his son. He didn't look like he disapproved either. Did he know? His eyes looked me up and down in a few, quick movements.

"Thank you, sir," I said and lowered my head.

+++ +++

"I think they like me!" I told Navid when everyone had cleared out to give us privacy.

"Of course they do. They see you are nice, respectful boy who needs me." Navid beamed.

"I am so happy!" I bounced on the couch with a goofy grin.

"It looks beautiful on you, my love. I cannot wait to be there to hold you," Navid said.

"Why did you want them to meet Karim and not me?" I asked.

"I didn't want them meet anyone! I tell them I have business with Karim so that I can excuse myself and come talk to you. Then they insist on say hello to him since he is Persian. Karim set-up video chat as surprise for my baby but he pretend we have business when he see them. They are excited to see I am make money," Navid explained the whole mix-up.

"Your father, he knows about us," I observed and watched Navid's smile fade.

"No, of course not. They never think this of me. Don't joke like this," Navid commanded.

"I guess you're right. I just thought from the way he looked at me. It was like he was in on some inside joke," I said.

"No, Noah. He must never! Is not joke!" Navid said with finality.

"Ok, sorry... Please come home soon." I tried to change the topic.

"I will. Of course I will! I cannot wait! Be good for Karim. He cares about you. He tell me he look for business partner who is loyal and sees how loyal I am to my Noah. So he know that I am man of good word, trustworthy. He always checks to me that I take good care of your heart. He know you are good boy who deserve the best. You bring me pride and respect, Noah... from friends, business, even my parents. Everyone see you are my treasure. You are good boy, more than just beautiful," Navid said.

"You too. You are a very good boy," I laughed.

We finished up and then I followed the thumping music to find everyone in the game room. I knew Erik would want to talk about what had happened, but I just wanted to chill out for a bit. Mike had wandered off so I went to Karim who pulled me down next to him in a large chair. We sat around while the guys talked and I avoided Erik's judgy eyes.

I spent the night in a little bedroom attached to Mike and Karim's room. They had a big house, but had put me in that little room next to theirs.

+++ +++

My dad picked me up the next day and took me to Christmas Eve with our family. Navid had sat with me a few weeks before and we made out a list of everyone and then ordered gifts for each person online. They'd come professionally wrapped and I insisted that he sign the cards with me. My dad got the most, of course. I'd gotten him some nice clothes for work and Navid had picked out a new fishing rod and set. Everyone else got simple things I thought they would like.

We'd put the gifts at his place so when he came to get me, the trunk was full. We had a nice Christmas Eve with everyone, and they were surprised to see gifts from me. It was the first time we weren't showing up as the poor side of the family. It was nice to see everyone open their things. I got gift cards since no one ever knew what to get me.

Christmas morning I woke up to Aram packing his things. It would be his last day there with me and he was heading out to Vegas to meet up with some friends. Navid had sent him a few hundred bucks to gamble with and he was eager to get on the road.

"I don't want to leave you until he comes home," Aram said as he ate the pancakes I'd made.

We ate in front of the TV watching channel 5 that always shows the fireplace and plays Christmas songs on Christmas morning. The tree was plugged in and the lights were dancing.

"It won't be until late. You have reservations and your friends are waiting," I noted.

"I know, but this day is important to your people. I should at least do something special with you before I go. I don't want you here alone all day," He argued.

"I'm just going to be cleaning and getting ready for him all day. I have a lot to do. I'll be ok," I insisted. But he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

Not much was open on Christmas day so we ended up going for a hike on a mountain trail. It wasn't too cold out, and we did about 5 miles before we were both exhausted and sweaty. We came home and went off to separate showers. He came to find me on Navid's bed. I had the curtains drawn and soft Persian music playing because it reminded me of Navid and helped me nap.

"You miss him. He'll be home soon enough, Noah. You want to see his flight track?" Aram asked.

"Yeah! You can track it? He's already left?" I sat up excitedly.

Aram laid on the bed next to me and pulled out his phone. He rested his head on the pillow beside me and held up his phone to show me Navid's plane over the water between France and England.

"We watch him," Aram said and pulled me into his side. I laid my head against his heartbeat. His chest, like Navid's, pumped out heat and soothed me to sleep.

Aram fell asleep too with one arm around my back and the other holding the phone that had fallen against his chest.

When I woke up, I realized my body was half on top of him with my chest pressed into his side, my hand on the center of his chest. His arm was holding me protectively with his hand on my back. His head was tilted down with his lips against the top of my head. It was how Navid always held me, and I felt ashamed for falling asleep on him like that. I stirred, and it woke him up.

"Oh, uh... sorry, I," Aram raised his head and eased me off of him. He must have had a good dream, because I saw a fat bulge in his shorts that angled up and laid over his thigh. I turned my head. Navid wouldn't be happy.

"It's um... yeah. We just fell asleep. Where's his plane?" I asked and Aram picked up his phone.

"Over New York. We slept a few hours. I should get going... er... no... I mean, will you be ok? Are you sure? Do you need food? I can get some delivered," Aram sat up and pulled a pillow to hide his bulge.

I assured him that I was ok and he went to get ready. He hugged me and kissed my cheek before he left. He locked the door and made me promise not to open it until Navid was there. I watched him pull away and then got the house ready for Navid's arrival.

After I'd cleaned up and ate a sandwich, I watched some TV while I waited.

+++ +++

I woke up from the couch when I heard the lock turn. My body sensed his like radar. He pushed through the door carrying a large bag and dragging another one behind him. He turned to a man who was behind him and said something in Persian as he handed him a wad of cash. The man grunted and turned to leave. Navid tossed the carried bag to the floor and then kicked the larger bag out of the way so he could close the door and lock it.

I laid there staring at him in the room that was lit only by the Christmas tree. Navid had on a tight grey t-shirt and tight black workout sweats that showed off his well-developed legs. Seeing him melted any thoughts I had of being annoyed by his persistence and interruptions of time with friends. My body ached for his arms. I sat up and pushed off the blanket.

He scanned the room until he saw me. He froze, his eyes softened like he wanted to cry. He came towards me and lifted me up into his chest for a kiss. I threw my arms around him as his lips wrestled mine.

"Never again," he said as he took his lips off of me for a moment. "Not even for one night without my princess. That is hardest fucking week of my life."

He pushed the coffee table away from the couch and knelt down against the floor holding me to his chest. He laid me down on my back as I looked up at him and the Christmas tree glowing above us.

"Please don't leave me again," I said and bit my lip.

"Never, my love." He buried his lips against my neck and nibbled down the collar of my t-shirt. His hands slid under my ass and he pawed at my shorts, sliding them and my briefs down my legs. Next he pushed up my shirt until it collected above my nipples as he leaned in to suck and bite them.

"I miss this beautiful little body, pink nipples, beautiful pussy and ass. Is all mine and I never leave it again," Navid claimed proudly as he kissed down my tummy.

My cock was rock hard and pointing up at him, but he kissed around it and pushed my legs up until my knees touched my chest. He sucked on my toes and then kissed down my legs making my body twitch and moan. It missed him so much and just from his kisses I was ready to cum.

He dove between my cheeks then and bit and sucked at my hole. His tongue wormed inside me as his lips kissed the ring. I instinctively reached down to grip his hair and guide him in.

"Fuck that feels so good, fuck I missed you!" I yelled out. His hands rubbed my tummy and pinched my nipples. He pulled at them with force as his tongue opened me up. He pushed a finger up to my lips and I sucked at it eagerly. He poked it back towards my throat and made me gag a few times.

"So tight, my baby," Navid said as he poked his head up from between my legs and replaced his tongue with a finger coated in my spit.

He leaned in to kiss me as he wiggled the finger inside me. His free hand slid up my back and held me by the back of my neck as he raised me up to his lips.

"Naviii," I whined. "I'm gonna cum soon if you keep that up." I wiggled on his finger as he thrust it inside me deeper.

He slipped it out and stood up, leaving me against the cold floor with my legs in the air.

"Ok, ok." he looked around. "Something to distract my boy. Present! You open a present now!" He took a box and nudged it over to me with his foot.

I sat up and laughed, but it was a good way to slow us down. He stripped off his shirt, his chest was already sweaty. I sat up and got to the couch with the big wrapped box he'd given me.

"It's from you!" I said with fake surprise. My cock was hard and flopped in my lap as I tore at the paper.

"They're all from me," Navid said, missing my joke. He slid his tight pants down and kicked off his shoes. He tossed the pants across the room and then grabbed at his bulge.

I had peeled off all of the paper and was opening the box when he came over and shoved his bulge in my face. He pushed down his briefs and a hot brown snake flopped against my cheek.

"Uhhh fuck," Navid groaned as he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pushed me down on his cock while my hands worked to take the tight paper lid off of the box. "Fuck, I missed you so much. I wash my cock off in the airplane bathroom so is clean for your lips."

I sucked him eagerly as my hand fished blindly around inside the box filled with paper. My hands touched on some silky material so I knew there were clothes inside. He jabbed at my throat a few times stretching my jaw. It hurt a little since I hadn't had it in awhile.

"Uhh," I cried out with his cock stretching me. I gagged a few times as he went too far and then he pulled out and looked down at me with animal eyes that glowed in the light of the Christmas tree.

"Sorry, I needed that," he said as he pulled out. His strong hand touched my cheek as his thumb massaged my sore jaw and then wiped the tears from my eyes. I coughed and sputtered a few times as I gasped for air. I looked up at him hungry and desperate for his cock.

"Look at your gift, you earned it," he praised and backed away. I reached into the box and pulled back a few pairs of expensive briefs. I didn't need any more, but then I noticed they were open in the back in a circle around the center. I blushed and smiled up at him.

"These are for dirty time!" I said with a laugh. His eyes softened as a grin spread across his lips.

"Of course. I need access to my boy. There is much work to do to open you up to me again," Navid laughed. I hugged him and went to give him one of the presents I'd got for him. He sat down on the couch and I knelt in front of him and presented it to him. He started to tear at the paper and I crawled under the gift to suck his cock.

"Uhhh, baby," he said as I sucked him in. I only took a third of it as he slowed down on the gift above me. I reached for his shaft and pumped it as I licked at what I could fit in my mouth. It was pulsing heat as I slimed it.

"These are... you want I wear this? Hah Noah why you like my ass so much?" Navid laughed.

"It's beautiful. You never let me play with it so at least I can look, right?" I said as I backed off his cock. I sat back on my heels as I watched him hold up one of the jockstraps. It had a large pouch in front. I asked the guy for the biggest pouch they had. I knew he could fill it.

"My body is yours, Noah. Of course you shall enjoy it. But a man does not like for his ass to be touched in that way. Is not designed like yours. Yours is beautiful and reacts so happily to my touch. It was designed for pleasure. I do not enjoy for you to do those things to me like I do you," Navid explained as I stared up at him and stroked his cock.

"Come here," Navid said and set the box down next to him. I stood and he patted his thigh, just next to his throbbing brown monster.

I sat on his lap and he pulled my legs up and slid me down a little so he could get back to my hole. He put two fingers to my lips and pushed them inside. I sucked them eagerly as he nibbled on my ear and rubbed my chest with his free hand. He slid out and reached down between my thighs and pressed inside me. He was forceful, but massaged my chest and soothed me with his kisses. We both needed it so badly.

"Open to me, baby. It is so tight, my virgin Noah." He started to push inside me as he kissed and urged me to let him in. I was trying so hard and my cock was throbbing at the way he made my body feel. With each gasp I made as he found some sensitive spot inside me, he worked in deeper.

"Fuck, yes... fuck that feels so... Fuck! Me! Nah! Veed!" I punctuated each word as he started to finger fuck my hole gently but masterfully. I started to bounce on his fingers and rub my ass against his lap causing his cock to pulse against me. He held me back against his chest. He was so sweaty and dripped down on me as I rubbed against him.

"Your body feel so good, my Noah. I miss your soft skin, so perfect and smooth. My virgin princess. I need in that pussy so bad," He hissed a string of praises in my ear like a news-ticker as he bounced me in his lap.

He had his two fingers inside me now. He had them wrapped around each other and was drilling into me as I bounced. It lit up the lights inside me that had been dark in his absence. He was so good at it and owned my hole so well that I knew no one else could ever measure up.

He rubbed my tummy as we bounced together. It was in that sensitive spot on the stomach that somehow makes me cum. He did it absentmindedly sometimes when we curled up on the couch to watch tv together. He'd just rub it like I was a pet and I got instantly hard and he'd carry me off to the bedroom.

"Uh, I'm about to cum again," I whined as he bit into my shoulder playfully.

"Oh no! Is ok, Noah. I have more present for you!" Navid laughed and held me still against his chest. He slowly eased his fingers out of me as I moaned at the sensations. My cock thumped a few times, but it held.

"This time you open mine first, please!" I got off his lap and stood on wobbly legs. Navid stood and put his arms on my hips to steady me. He helped me get the big box I'd wrapped for him from behind some smaller gifts.

"What can be? I am not a Christian, so Santa bring me gifts by mistake!" Navid laughed.

"Open! Open! Open!" I chanted and then bit my lip to watch him. I was so excited for him to see this one. He set it on the coffee table and tore at the paper as I reached to stroke his cock.

"Oh, is soccer shirt, new ball and hat! Thank you, Noah. Is very nice," Navid said and leaned to kiss me.

"No, look at the paper!! We are going to the VIP game experience. We get food, you get to meet the players, special seats! Just you and me!" I jumped excitedly as his face lit up.

"Holy fuck! Serious? The Galaxy?" Navid was so excited.

"Of course! I don't think the Tarzana College team even has a VIP experience," I laughed.

"Wow! Yes! Says right here on paper I get to meet team! I... Oh Noah is perfect! You know me... you really get me," Navid said as he shook his head in disbelief.

"I love you," I said and leaned against his chest. He kissed me deeply and then turned me around so his cock was pressing against my ass.

"I need in my boy so bad," He started to hump against me as he rubbed my chest and kissed down my neck.

"Wait, I get to open one too," I said and looked at the rest of the mountain of gifts he'd gotten me.

"Oh uh yeah ok we do this!" Navid pushed me down and forward so I was face to face with the gifts on all fours while he knelt behind me. He fished for a little bottle of lube from the drawer in the side table. He kept little stashes of it all over the house.

"You open gift while I open you," he chuckled and tore into the little pack of lube. He squeezed it over my hole and then scooped it inside me as his fingers worked.

I started to whine and moan at his touch again. I could have cared less about the gifts.

"Open Noah!" Navid urged.

"Presents or my ass?" I asked.

"Both, my love!" Navid laughed.

I grabbed a random box and tore the paper open. It was a juice ninja, one of those blender things where you can put all kinds of junk in and make smoothies. He really wanted me in the kitchen! I thanked him and moved on to another as he rammed two fingers inside me and started to push them apart in different directions to open me up.

The next box was smaller and held two CD's. I held them up as he started to push his cock against my hole.

"I make those for you. My favorite Persian songs from when I grow up is on one CD. The other.... Ahhh fuck so tight!... The other CD is American songs I listen to when I learn English in High Schoooollllll fuck Noah that pussy is so tight on my cock," Navid leaned over me and kissed the back of my neck as he took me from behind.

"That's so sweet! Uhhhh yes that feels so good," I whined as he slid into me.

"Keep opening, my love. It distract us from cum too soon," Navid said and I reached for another present.

"Oh it's soooo beautiful!" I said as I tore off the paper. It was a hardbound book with a picture of us on the cover.

"The Noah I Love," the cover read in gold letters. It was a picture book he had put together online and had printed. It was all of our pictures together with just me or just us or us and his friends. Some of the pictures I had never seen. It was so personal and thoughtful.

"You like?" Navid asked as he slowly started to fuck me. He was pinching my nipples and sucking on my shoulder.

"It's perfect. You're so perfect!" I started to tear up as he slid in and out of me. "You love me so much."

"Of course I do, everyone love my Noah. Even my parents they see you are beautiful and innocent and kind and perfect. They see how I take care of you and love you," Navid started to speed up as he slid into me. I felt his heavy balls smack against my smaller, smoother ones.

"Uh uh uh," I gasped as he started to pound me lightly. He hissed against my ear as he hit a deeper spot.

"Feel so good, fuck my princess hole so tight," Navid growled against my ear. He slammed in five more times and counted down to zero before he stopped and collapsed against my back breathing hard on my neck.

He slid out of me slowly with a "Fucckkk." I looked back at him with eager eyes. His face was red and his lips formed an o as he breathed to slow himself.

"On your back, my favorite so I see you enjoy me," he commanded. I nodded and laid down on a pile of wrapping paper. My back was sweaty from him dripping down on me. I reached up and rubbed his chest, his hardened pecs danced for me.

"You like, my baby? I am man for you enough?" He asked between heavy breaths.

"Yeah, you're always man enough for me," I laughed and raised my knees up into my chest to spread my ass for him.

"Pretty pink hole is open for me now. Not enough, but you let me know when hurts you, ok?" Navid said and wiped his face with the back of his hand. He spread more lube on my hole and then placed the empty foil packet between my teeth.

"Don't lick this, Noah. It not taste good like my baby," he laughed. I nodded and spit it out out. My cock was throbbing against my tummy, but I knew better than to touch it. I laid there and held my legs for him as he pumped his cock twice and then put it to my hole.

"The tree looks so pretty from down here," I noted looking up at the bright lights twinkling above me. He pushed in then and I lurched with a loud groan as he slid in with one quick motion. I saw it was only half of what he had to give, but it's thickness stretched me and massaged all of my pleasure points. Someday I'd learn to take it all in.

I gritted my teeth at the full feeling and he gave me that worried look as he held still inside me. He leaned down and kissed me and then kissed the bottom of my right foot. He brought my toes to his lips and sucked them as he started to drill me again.

"Fuck that feels so good. Fuck me, Naviiii," I squealed. His fingers found my lips then and he pressed them in for me to suck away the pain. Next to his cock they were my favorite pacifier. He pushed back to my throat and I gagged a few times as he sped up his assault on my hole.

"Pretty little toes on my princess," Navid smiled down at me and then leaned to kiss my cheek as he finger-fucked my mouth and drilled my ass. He slipped the fingers out then and reached down to take hold of my ass. He squeezed my cheeks as he pushed in deeper and I whined again.

"Ow ow ow," I said as he went too far. He backed off, but then pushed there again and covered my lips with his own.

"Open to me, Noah," he commanded and then put his tongue in my mouth as he started fucking me at the new depth.

"I so close, Noah. I need deep place to fill my boy. So much seed for you. We must dig," He said as though this were a real concern. I nodded and he kissed me again as he sped up.

"I cum, Navid," I begged. "Please, I'm going to cum." I felt the spunk building up in my shaft and ready to blow as my cock thumped along his abs. He nodded and kept on plowing me with grunts of approval.

"I cum too, right here," Navid said and I felt his body tense up. I threw my arms around his shoulders and held on as he started to drop his load in my hole. The minute I felt the hot spunk begin to fill me, my cock let go and started to fire off between us. I shot all along our chests and got him on the cheek.

"Uhhhh fuck fuck fuck," we whined together as our bodies twisted into each others'. I shot on his chin and he turned his head and buried it in my shoulder, wiping his sticky beard against my skin.

"Fuck yeah! fuck me," I begged as my body convulsed in his arms. He filled me and I coated him. I felt his cum fill me and leak out around his thick shaft. Spurts of it leaked out and down between my thighs as he kept drilling me with intensity.

"I love you, Noah," he growled as he got in a few last pumps on my hole and then collapsed on top of my sticky chest. I wrapped my legs around him as he slowed and kissed my cheek.

"I love you too," I said and kissed him.

"Fuck," he laughed as he recovered his breath. He rolled over to his side and nuzzled his lips against my neck. He twisted my legs to the side so he could spoon me and keep his cock inside. I put my arm around his neck and held his hulking frame as though he were the smaller one.

He lowered his head and his nose went into my armpit. We laid there together as his breathing slowed. Soon enough, I heard his snoring start. His cock had gone soft inside me, but it was still so thick in my squishy, cum-filled hole.

"Let's go to bed," I said and tried to wake him, but he was out cold.

"Navi," I said and tried to worm out of his arms.

"Ok, ok, whiny princess. We go to shower clean and nice," he said grudgingly. He slid out of me and left a pool of cum on the cold tile floor. I'd clean it up in the morning. He helped me up and picked the bits of wrapping paper off my sticky body with a laugh.

"My messy baby," he laughed and kissed me. He led me upstairs and we scrubbed each other in the shower between yawns.

We passed out naked under the covers after drying off. We both needed a good night of sleep in each other's arms. It felt so good to sleep on his chest again with that familiar heartbeat against my ear. It put me into a deep sleep.

Waking up with him was better than any Christmas present I'd gotten except maybe the photobook. I made him a big breakfast and cleaned up the living room while he checked on his business stuff on his laptop. We opened the rest of our presents. It was mostly clothes.

"How long do we keep the tree?" he asked as the morning sun lit the shiny ornaments. I slid under his arm and he kissed my cheek while I told him how the whole tree thing worked.

"Next month is your birthday! We'll have to do this whole present thing again," I laughed.

"I have everything I need right here. My baby, my business, my uh... something else with a b," Navid tried to think.

"Butt! My butt!" I said excitedly and slid his hand down to my ass.

"Of course! How can I forget this beautiful thing I love so much," Navid kissed me.

"Karim comes over tonight to work on project with me. Mike will come too. We make dinner for them," he said as an afterthought.

"What? I have to plan something! We don't have food to make something fancy!" I fumed. He was always springing things on me. I smacked him on the chest.

"Is ok, we order Persian food delivery will be good. No worries for you!" Navid assured.

"It feels like life is back to normal now," I said and settled back into his arms.

"If this is normal, I hope for normal to be our normal forever," He said.

"Me too." I kissed his chest and snuggled into his side as he clicked away on his laptop again. He had a lot of business to catch up on.

I got in a good nap there under his arm while he worked. Nothing else in the world mattered. Everything was back to how it should be. +++

Thanks for reading. Let me know if you want more: tarzanacide@gmail.com