Navid found me napping. I'd wasted my study time and I felt awful. He had unlocked the door and knew something was wrong.
"Why you lock door from my father? He say you are upset but doesn't understand for why," Navid looked at me with concern and frustration. He wanted us all to get along perfectly. I'd let him down.
I told him about the conversation with his dad.
"Of course he say that, Noah! To him that is compliment for you. You are such good boy and he sees this! He does not know how we are together. He think you are normal boy who like girls," Navid insisted as he pulled me into his lap.
"I am normal," I said and looked up at him with indignation.
"Yes of course you are. You are better than normal, you are perfect, you are mine," Navid kissed up my neck and hugged me tightly.
"I'm your practice... like getting a plant to take care of before you get a dog," I insisted and sniffed back tears.
"You are no plant! You're my prize, the best I can ever hope for. My most special one my heart was meant to love. I promise you there is no step after you. You are my summit," Navid whispered as he bit and sucked my ear. I settled into his arms and felt safe again.
"I just felt like he knew about us and it was his way of saying to me that I was just your practice toy to play with until you get home and marry a Persian wife... like I shouldn't get too comfortable here when my services wouldn't be needed much longer," I said.
"I hate that for this you get upset. You need remember how he see us in his head. He think we are two boys who care very much for each other, but someday have their own families. He does not intend to offend. It is how our culture work and he does not know the love I have for you is more than just strong brothers bond. The gay does not exist in my culture. It is not something he has connection for. You confuse him by becoming upset." Navid rubbed my stomach.
"I didn't mean to start drama." I settled into his hold.
"You are not to blame. He is very concern for you and worry he hurt your feelings. He never ever want to hurt you. My family welcome you and I see they already love you. I know before that you are respectable boy, but I am surprise how quickly they come to love with you. It makes my heart happy," Navid rocked me in his lap as he spoke softly.
"I don't want to mess this up for you. It's not my family. I don't want to expose you." I kissed his shoulder and looked up at him with my best apologetic eyes.
"You are sweet to worry about me when I am one who put you through this... You always think first of me..." Navid trailed off and looked away from me.
We sat there silently for a moment as he hugged and pet me.
"I really need to bounce on your cock," I whispered to break the tension.
Navid burst out in a loud laugh. He held me against his chest and rolled onto his back on the bed. He brought me chest to chest with him so he could stare up into my eyes.
"Fuck, Noah. So beautiful, my baby. You know I need it so bad too," he whispered back and kissed me as his hands rubbed down my back and inside my shorts.
He squeezed my ass cheeks as he kissed up my jaw and then down my neck.
"My baby," he whispered. "My beautiful Noah. I do not deserve you, but no one else deserve you either so I find you first. I claim my treasure."
It didn't last long though.
His father knocked on the door and said something in Persian. Navid called back and carefully slid me off of him before bolting towards the door.
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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...