Noah & Navid

Chapter 14- The Troubled Boy

We got to Navid's house and went straight to his room. His roommates were in the living room, but they didn't acknowledge me except for a wave from Aram who was playing a video game. Navid locked his bedroom door behind us and immediately pulled me in for a kiss.

He slid his hands up the back of my shirt and I raised my arms so he could slide it off. He only broke the kiss for a second as the shirt slid over my face. He quickly slipped out of his green polo shirt and I was greeted with a fluff of his beautiful chest hair.

"So I am your little brother?" I asked as Navid pushed me towards his bed and kissed down my cheek.

"Ah Noah! Is like code, you know. You are like a boy who need protection and guidance from another boy. We say it is like brothers. He does not need to know where I put my cock," Navid laughed.

"And your father's card? Won't he see my name on the account?" I asked.

"Yes, my father know about you. You are best friend who help me so much with English and I help you and guide you and teach you about the Islam. He said it was ok to add second phone and he will meet you when he come to visit. He is proud that I can show American boy the way in life!" Navid was annoyed that I was wandering off the topic of us fucking.

"So I'm a troubled boy you are helping get his life together and teaching about your religion," I sighed.

"Ah don't make sound bad. You know is hard for me. I need them to know you are so special to me and I do anything to make life good for you. We have this bond between us more special than we have with anyone else. So this is way to explain this to them. In Iran, men can have this bond that is above all others... is like mentor, apprentice. You know? Is not bad, my baby. You feel bad about this?" Navid laid down on his bed and pulled me onto his chest. 

He kissed my forehead and rubbed my hair.

"I guess not." I said, unsure of how to feel.

"Is nothing bad. Is like translate from English to Farsi. This is how our relationship translate to them in way they understand you are so special to me... more special than a brother, and I love and care for you forever. They understand this way." Navid rubbed his hand down my bare skin until he cupped my ass.

"Hey! Mentors don't grab ass!" I laughed and bit against his nipple.

"Oh! Ow!" Navid clinched his ab muscles in pain. "My danger baby!"

Navid sat up and squirmed away from me. He sat back against the pillows at the top of his bed and leaned against the headboard. He pulled me up towards him and into his lap. I laid back against him, my bare back against his bare chest.

"I show you the new phone. Is so nice you will love to get used to it!" He proclaimed and reached into my pocket to take it out. 

He reached down to the bag on the floor and pulled out the case he had bought for my phone. It was a thick, white rubber that snapped onto the phone. He swiped his finger across the screen and held it in front of me.

He showed me the apps to use to find him and talk to him and even how I could access all his music files. He played a song to show me how it worked. It was some weird Persian ballad he hummed along to happily.

"And the phone! This new phone take the best pictures ever!" He opened the camera app and switched it so it was facing us. 

We were naked from the waist up, his dark skin outlining mine. I looked so pale in his arms and I turned away from it as he snapped a few pictures.

"My beautiful princess with pink nipples. I love them," He showed me the pictures and twisted my right nipple with his fingers.

"I look so pale. I don't like it. We are naked too!" I noted.