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Nathaniel and Zak's Story
Part 1
Nat's Story
I watched him from the moment he entered until the moment he closed the door as he exited. I had done the same almost every night for months. Always in uniform he looked beautiful. He worked at the NATO base at Northwood, Mum and Dad's shop was the nearest one to the base so I guessed that he lived off base and came in for his evening paper on his way home. He was only young, maybe twenty five, definitely no older but he was a lieutenant pilot. I loved to see his gold wings sat neatly above the top loop of the two gold rings on his sleeve. He looked too young to be married but I knew single officers lived in the Wardroom. I never served him, I never served anyone. I just made an excuse to be in the shop when he came in. As soon as he left I returned to the flat above the shop and got on with my homework. By the time I was twenty five I was going to be a lieutenant and a pilot as well so I had to study hard.
I suppose it was inevitable that one day we would actually talk but I was mortified the day that it happened because I became totally tongue tied. Mum was in the shop by herself, Dad was at the wholesalers and had obviously been delayed because they were always in the shop together at the time that workers came in for evening papers, cigarettes and the like, and the senior school kids like me came in for sweets and things. It was busy and Mum, seeing me lurking in the doorway to the flat called me to help. The lieutenant came in for his paper and approached me with his money.
"Hello, helping Mum today then?"
I mumbled some unintelligible reply while I took his money and gave him some change.
"Thanks, your Mum tells me you want to be a pilot as well when you leave school."
Again I mumbled at him and began to feel embarrassed that I couldn't string two words together. I was head of our school debating society; it was ridiculous that he could render me almost speechless.
"I believe I will be talking to your class tomorrow. I am coming to give the senior classes the lowdown on the Royal Navy and the Fleet Air Arm for your careers teacher."
That was it for me. I looked directly at him and almost gushed telling him I was really looking forward to that. Articulate at last, phew.
"My name is Zackary Scott, but friends call me Zak. You are Nathaniel aren't you, and I bet everyone calls you Nat."
I laughed he had such a nice way of saying things, cultured but not snobby.
"Yes Sir, Nathaniel is too much of a mouthful for everyone except Mum."
He was smiling now and I melted he was breathtakingly gorgeous to my eyes.
"You don't have to call me Sir, Nat. You call me Zak and I'll call you Nat, deal."
He put his hand out for me to shake and as I did I said, "Deal Zak."
I nearly died from an overdose of joy.
His talk the next day with loads of colour slides and a video on the Fleet Air Arm was fascinating, he made it all come alive for me. Mind you I was already sold on it so not surprising. Question time afterwards and I went up several notches in my class mate's eyes when I asked a question and instead of saying Sir to him called him Zak. I noticed the twinkle in his eyes as he answered me and called me by my name as well. He confided in me later that he knew why I had done it and I blushed.
"You don't need to be embarrassed Nat, a little bit of one-upmanship is good."
I made a point of serving him every day after that always making sure that I looked a million dollars and we always chatted for a while. I was seventeen and I knew I was in love. The more I saw of Zak the more I found to love in him. The final giveaway was the day he came in straight from some big parade. He was wearing his best uniform with dress boots and he had loads of gold braiding round one shoulder. My eyes must have given my thoughts away because he said.
"Official parade so I had to please my boss with all this."
He waved at his gold as he said it.
"I'm aviation staff officer to the Admiral, what we call an Aide de Camp."
I was back to inarticulate again. I just wanted to jump over the counter and hug him.
"Nat, why don't you ask your parents if you can come home with me for supper, I want to talk to you and I'll bring you home later?"
No problem, I don't think my parents were stupid and I was so eager to see Zak every evening I guess you would have to be stupid not to guess at least a bit of hero worship.
He lived in quite a large house in the wealthier area of Northwood. I was impressed.
"Wow Zak, this is some pad, is it yours?"
"Mmm, part of my inheritance when my grandparents died. My grandfather was an Admiral and bought this pile as a young Commander, peanuts in those days, a couple of million now I would guess."
He showed me round; it was fantastic, five bedrooms, four receptions, a swimming pool and a small gym.
"Come and sit down Nat, would you like a drink?"
We were in the room he called his rumpus room. The rest of the house was immaculate but this room was a mess of old sofas and huge bean bag cushions. An enormous flat screen plasma TV sat on one wall with a complete Video and CD theatre system below it.
Settled comfortably with a coke and Zak with a beer he started.
"Do you have a girlfriend Nat?"
I blushed, "No Zak, no time."
"Mmm, do you even like girls Nat?"
I knew then that he knew. I blushed and looked down before replying.
"No Zak."
"But you like boys, and not just as friends?"
I nodded but wouldn't look at him.
"No boyfriend at the moment?"
I shook my head this time.
"Will you be my boy friend then?"
I looked at him with a shocked expression on my face spluttering to try to put some words together. He was grinning at me.
"If the answer to that is yes, can I come across there and give you a kiss?
My eyes must have been out on organ stops but I nodded. Then I knew I had gone to heaven. Zak pulled me to my feet, put his arms round me and kissed me full on the lips. I was at the point of collapse when he let my lips go. I had never been so thrilled at something in my life.
"Oh Zak, I love you so much."
"I know Baby that was why I knew I could do this. You have such wonderfully expressive eyes."
He kissed me again and I started to fall apart. This man was unbelievably sexy and he wanted me as his boyfriend, I couldn't believe it.
"I need to get out of this uniform Nat, do you want to come and talk while I change?"
I may have been out of it but not that much. He was going to get undressed in front of me. The very least would be down to his underpants and maybe a T-shirt.
"Oh yes please Zak."
He almost fell over laughing. "Will you undress me?"
I nearly died but managed to whisper a "Yes Zak."
He directed me when we got to his bedroom.
"Take my dress boots off first Nat, and then my socks."
He sat down in an armchair and I did as asked. He put the boots away and threw the socks in a laundry bin.
"Trousers next."
No belt, they fitted so snugly he didn't need one. I unclipped the top and slowly lowered the zip. I had to peel them over his hips and butt, dropping to the floor to help him lose them. My face was on a level with his crutch but his shirt covered it. I still managed to blush.
I am sure almost every other man in the world would have looked stupid stood in dress uniform to the waist and just his underwear on below, but to me, Zack looked totally edible.
He hung the trousers on a special hanger.
"Helps to keep them sharp for next time Nat."
He added the Jacket and tie to the same hanger before putting them away.
"My shirt now and you can throw that into the laundry bin with my socks."
When I turned back round he was stood with legs astride and hands on hips in a very provocative pose.
"Well what do you think, will I do as a boyfriend?"
He turned through 360 degrees so that I could see all of him.He took my breath away. He looked more like a model than a pilot. He must have worked out an awful lot to have a body like his.
"I thought I wanted to be a Royal Marine until I was eighteen so I worked my butt off in the gym. I guess it became a habit so I still do it about four times a week."
"Zak you are perfect." I whispered. Well he was. He had hip hugger briefs on, brilliant white and so tight they left nothing to the imagination. I don't think I had ever seen a more perfect human being in my life.
"You can get like me or I can put a set of trackies on and we can go back downstairs."
I was naked in about thirty seconds, well almost naked, I still had my briefs on.
"Stand still Nat, I want to make a very close inspection of you."
I was wearing a new pair of Sloggi mini briefs I had bought the previous week because I thought they looked so sexy. Problem was I had a painfully hard erection the top three or four inches of which were sticking out of the waist band.
Zak stroked it as he walked round inspecting me.
"Does this mean you are pleased with what you can see?"
I looked at his crutch again and could see he also had an erection now and it looked fantastic. Thicker than mine by quite a bit but I didn't think it was as long.
"Oh yes Zak, will you make love to me?"
He hugged me and said.
"That was going to be my next question."
We both laughed but I soon stopped when he started to touch me again. No one had touched my body since Mum stopped bathing me a million years ago. No one had ever touched my body with such incredible sensuality. I was gasping after only a minute. I thought I was going to die of happiness. He ran his hands all over me, head to toe, and when my briefs got in the way he just removed them. He made me spread my legs and put my hands behind my head.
"I don't want you to move Nat until I tell you. I am going to lick and kiss all of your body before you get on the bed."
What he didn't tell me was that he would be sucking as well, my bottom and my cock and balls. I think the insides of my thighs must have bare electric wires sticking out of them because his tongue kept shorting them out, I was going ballistic until he left them alone, but I was so turned on that about two seconds after he took my cock in his mouth I filled it with a massive orgasm that made me start to fall over. Zak saved me and guided me to the bed where I lay totally wasted while he finished sucking me dry.
"I'm sorry Zak."
He laughed, "What have you got to be sorry about?"
"I came in your mouth, I'm so sorry."
"Did you notice I didn't spit it out, and I came back to finish you off."
Stupid aren't I?
"I loved it, your boy juice is as sweet as the rest of you. I will want to take much more of that."
He slid onto the bed and spent ages kissing and caressing me. I was definitely in heaven.
"I noticed you the first time you stood in the doorway to your flat. I wanted to talk to you every time but you never served me. I found out little snippets about you from your mother and father over time, but I wanted to talk to you. I wanted you Nat, I wanted to make love to you every day."
Now he was doing it, how could I be so lucky? Everything he said, everything he did made me feel like I was the most special person in the world. I guess Zak thought I was because I don't believe the next hour could have taken place otherwise.
I found out later he was not very experienced but he told me if he was good it was because he loved me so much and I was so sexy. I hoped he wouldn't get any better, I don't think even at seventeen my heart could take any more loving than I got that evening. He was awesome. He didn't hurry anything but he must have licked every square inch of my body before he eventually slid his beautiful penis into my love tunnel. If I live to be a hundred I know that nothing in my life will ever be this good again.
My penis was lying along my tummy just reaching my navel as he slid his cock over my sphincter. I gasped but I loved him so much it wasn't a problem, I just wanted him inside me, I wanted him to bury his penis deep inside me and jet his sperm up into my stomach as deep as he could.
My cock twitched, my balls tightened and Zak fell forward to kiss me. He slid in and out of me gently as he muttered into my ear.
"I love you so much Nat, you feel exquisitely soft and silky my cock is not going to last."
"Fuck me Zak, fuck me a million times. I want you to keep planting your seed inside me. I want your babies, I want to be your slave forever."
Our climaxes nearly destroyed my sanity. I wept like a little boy begging him never to stop loving me.
"Not going to happen Nat. I will love you for all eternity."
I practically moved in with him for the next year. My parents never said anything but I found out years later that they had guessed about our relationship. The eyes you see. Mine were so unsubtle, they just oozed love for Zak every time I looked at him. We were so lucky our relationship never impinged on his work or my school. He would sometimes go off with his Admiral for sea exercises or NATO meetings in Europe, but he was never gone for more than a week and I just lived at home during that time.
`A' Levels passed with good grades, and with lots of coaching from Zak I went for my officer selection board and flying aptitude tests. Two days at Biggin Hill saw me pass aptitude then down to Portsmouth and three days at H.M.S. Sultan convincing some senior Naval Officers that they ought to let me become one of them.
The down side of my success was that I left for Dartmouth Royal Naval College in the September. I missed Zak so much but I was ambitious and I wanted him to be proud of me. The thought of failing him kept me working hard at academics and sport. By the time I passed out I was the sword of honour winner and was presented with it by the Prince of Wales in front of my parents and Zak. Of course there were a few hundred other people there as well but I don't think I saw anyone except my three guests.
My present from Zak for my success was three hours of love making in his hotel room at Totness before we joined my parents for dinner. I must have been the happiest Midshipman in the Royal Navy that day. I went Flying Training next and months at a time away from Zak. I did get used to it but I missed him terribly.
Zak's Admiral presented me with my wings and of course Zak was there, another present for my success, a whole weekend of love making. He took me to paradise so many time I thought I was going to die. I probably would have done if I had realised that a few months later I would lose Zak. He was posted to Australia under an exchange scheme and I went West to the Americas for a tour working with the American Navy but in one of our ships.
Final part in a couple of days.