Noah & Navid

Chapter 49- When We First Met

+-+ Navid's Perspective +-+

I looked over to check my phone as I rubbed him gently and we cuddled quietly. It was lit up with texts.

"Mike has been cooking all day and wants to bring food over. I'm sure Aram will want to come see you as well," Karim had written me in Persian.

It would be good to feed Noah soon.

"Heading over! Hope you are hungry," read the follow-up text. I sighed.

Karim had few boundaries when it came to me. He was my mentor and had become like a second father to me. In normal Persian style, however, family never knew when to back off. We had different limits than Americans; space was not always an understood concept.

I kept Noah balanced on my cock and carried him off to the bathroom. I helped him strip off the tights. He would figure out how to clean them. He was good at that.

We cleaned each other and then put some clothes on just as I heard Karim call from downstairs. He had let himself in again.

I left Noah to dress fully and I slipped on a pair of basketball shorts and threw a t-shirt over my shoulder to put on downstairs. I bounded down the stairs to find Karim and Mike bringing in large containers of food.

"Aram is heading over with Erik!" Karim said as he came to kiss my cheeks.

I nodded, it would be good to see him. I went to greet Mike as we waited for Noah.

Mike went off to set up the food and Karim and I sat down to catch up.

"Did your parents get off ok?" Karim asked.

"They did. They should be somewhere over New York by now," I laughed.

"I hope you liked the gifts. Mike picked them out... they might have been too adventurous," Karim said.

"I'm guessing you picked out the one for Noah," I laughed, but inside I felt strange that he would fantasize about my boy in such a thing.

"Yes... well... Mike and I were watching a clip together the other night and there was a boy in it who reminded me of Noah and an older Moroccan man who ordered him around. We didn't ask for the tights, he just had them on under his shorts. It was unexpectedly hot. The site is expensive, but has the most exotic men. We came so hard together watching it. Did you enjoy it?" he asked and pushed himself back in the chair as if something in his lap had given a twitch.

The two of them regularly got into very kinky situations.

"Of course... my boy is sexy in almost anything. Did you get a pair for Mike as well?" I asked. Karim and I were quite comfortable discussing our partners and situations.

Perhaps I had been too comfortable with it and opened the door to his thoughts about Noah.

"We got three pairs! I thought the white ones would be better for Noah, he is so light and..." Karim started.

"Innocent. He is very innocent, and I plan to keep him that way for as long as possible. But we may need a few more pairs," I smirked and felt a lump growing in my lap as well.

As if on cue Noah came downstairs. We weren't worried about him hearing us since he didn't understand any Farsi.

He had on a tank top and shorts and came to greet Karim.

Karim spread his arms to receive him but did not get up for obvious reasons. I noted a twinkle in his eye as he smiled at the sight of Noah. Noah leaned down and hugged him.