Navid laid his cheek against my belly and looked up into my eyes. He smiled up at me.
"I listen for the baby," he joked. "As much as I plant my seed in you, I expect little Navids to grow." We laughed together.
He was in such a playful mood, breaking from his usual laser focused determination to breed me.
"I wish I could. I'd have as many as we could afford," I laughed.
"I get eight jobs if it take that to support you and my children. Your beauty must be passed on," Navid said as he kissed my tummy softly.
"I know... It makes me sad that I can't have them for you." I took him seriously and ruined the joke.
"Is ok. Was joke, my love. I do not expect this of you," he said and kissed on undeterred.
He got to the waistband of the jockstrap and bit it with his teeth.
He pulled at the elastic and growled like he was trying to fight it. His hands reached under my thighs and pushed my legs up to expose his real goal. He wanted my hole. I needed to give it.
I pushed out my ass to spread it wider so he could get to it. He kissed a wide path around my cock, but he did give it a few rubs as I held my legs up and spread for him.
"This look so good on you. So hot and it keep your cock out of the way," Navid said.
"Pesky cock... When will it learn to stay hidden," I scolded it sarcastically.
"No, my love. Is very nice. It look just right with your size. It suit you," Navid said thoughtfully.
And then he did something that surprised me. He reached for it as his tongue zeroed in on my hole. He gripped my cock as it tented the pouch and strained the fabric. The material was remarkably stretchy though as my hard pole pushed its limits.
"Uhhh," I gasped as he gripped it and stroked it slowly.
His grip felt foreign to it. His hands were bigger, stronger, rougher and my sensitive cock reacted with a series of quick, uncontrolled jerks. A dollop of pre-cum spilled out of the tip and seeped through the material onto his fingers. He let go of my cock and reached his fingers to my lips.
"You spilled some, suck it back in," he said gently as if feeding a pet.
He pushed the fingers into my mouth and I sucked them clean. I swallowed my offering, it smelled and tasted lighter and sweeter than his thick, musky protein.
"Good boy," Navid praised and slid his tongue into my hole. My body made several tight spasms as his tongue opened my runway. My hole twitched with anticipation around his fat tongue as it pushed up inside me.
"Fuck," I cried as he started to lick in forceful circles around my ring to open me for his cock. "Fuck don't stop. Oh fuck, thank you," I blubbered.
He rubbed my stomach as my cock pulsed and then went to grip it again. He began to rub two fingers around my hole and push in as his other hand pumped my cock.
He must have lubed them up covertly since I could feel the normal tingling warmth of the brand we used. He was always good at stealth things like that. He was always prepared to get inside me wherever we were. I called him the sex ninja.
My body didn't know what to make of it. It was the best of both worlds as my hole was filled and my cock fucked his fist.
"Is a nice little cock, Noah. I don't know why you are shame for it," Navid observed in a casual tone as though we were just doing some normal activity like riding a bus to work.
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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...