By the time the fireworks found their big finish, Navid had a firm tool lodged along the middle of my ass.
The attention had returned from the show to the other guests on the boat and Navid was a little late stopping his nibbles along my neck. We were definitely the new show going on and I opened my eyes to see everyone watching us.
His cock was at full growth by that time and he'd slid it out of his pants and had been rubbing it against my back. Luckily no one else could see that.
I turned my face and buried it against his shoulder as Navid awakened to the fact that the fireworks were over.
"Oh," I heard him gasp softly, but he couldn't slide me off of him. Everyone would have seen his full and proud beast.
"My boy is very cold and does not feel well. His first time on the water. I try to steady him so he does not get sicker from the waves," he said in English maybe so that I would understand and play along. "Perhaps we head back to shore now?"
He rubbed his hand soothingly over my chest to show the others he wasn't lying. I coughed a few times to add to his story and tried to look forlorn.
"The poor boy does look unhappy, our time is nearly up anyways. You must put him to bed soon," One of the Persian men said in a tone that sounded like he was the leader of this group.
"Of course. I will have him in bed as soon as we reach home," Navid assured and I turned my face to his chest so they couldn't see me smirk.
He hugged me tightly and put a hand to the back of my hair.
"Take us back in, Bashir," the leader said.
"Please don't move, or I will never soften," Navid whispered against my ear as I was squirming to compensate for the lump I was precariously balanced on. "You feel so good in my arms." He kept his grip on me and I knew he wasn't going soft any time soon.
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We made it back to the boat landing and Navid slid me off his lap after wrestling his cock back into his shorts. He put the bag in his lap as I used his hoodie to cover my own.
We all filed out of the boat and on to the dock. Navid said our goodbyes while holding the bag as I stood by his side. The men made no moves to address me and Navid made no moves towards the other two non-Persians.
It was like we were ghosts; secret companions openly displayed. Aram and Bashir came up next to us and Aram put his hand on my shoulder and nodded at me. He could see Casper.
"I can't be done for the night... I need you more," Navid said as we walked out of sight of the others with his hand holding mine.
He paused next to a dimly lit building and pulled me into the shadows. He pushed me against the wall and leaned in to kiss me.
"I would love to... but you told my dad you would have me back by 10:30 and we still have to drive back to the valley," I reasoned when we broke the kiss.
He grabbed my hand silently and led me to the car.
"I will arrange it! You get inside and warm yourself." He looked like he had an idea.
Navid whipped out his cell phone as he opened the car door for me. I heard him greet my father and then he closed the door on me as he went to put the bag in the trunk.
I watched him punch something on his car key and the engine roared to life. I turned on the heater as he paced around the parking lot in front of his car for a few minutes nodding and smiling.
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Noah & Navid
General FictionCollege student Noah Kinney lives a quiet, simple life in Tarzana, California until he meets foreign student Navid [nah-VEED] Naseri. He's instantly taken with the Persian hunk, but is Navid into him or just being friendly? Story was previously publ...