Noah's Starship Ch. 11

I closed my eyes, but didn't sleep. I heard our door open and cracked one eye slightly to see Aram peek in. He said something in Persian and Navid responded. Aram came in and started to slide off his shorts. Navid suddenly yelled something that must have been a protest to his nudity. I saw Navid's hand wave towards my face.

Aram bent down and looked at me and then said something to Navid. I felt Navid's shoulders shrug and then saw his hand wave towards the bathroom as he said something else in Persian.

He and Aram had no issues with being naked around one another, but I knew Navid didn't want me seeing him naked.

But I did.

Aram slid the shorts down showing a thin pair of almost transparent yellow briefs stuffed with his cock. He wasn't as muscled as Navid, but it made his package more impressive. He peeled off the sweaty briefs and tossed his things in a pile next to Navid's dresser. His cock flopped down over two heavy, low balls. He was surprisingly hairy down there with a thick black bush framing his brown cock.

Navid was typing away on his laptop and ignoring Aram's nudity. They whispered back and forth in Persian to not wake me. I got a moment of boldness and opened both of my eyes slowly. Navid couldn't see me, but Aram did. I saw him look back and forth between my face and Navid's. He gave me a quick raise of the eyebrows and smiled, rubbing his cock slowly before darting off into our bathroom.

I closed my eyes again until I heard the shower turn off. I saw him come out with his arms up, rubbing a towel behind his back. His chest was puffed out again and he checked to see that I was watching him. He said something to Navid with a smile. It must have been a joke because Navid's chest shook as he laughed. They started talking again as Aram moved around pretending to look at stuff as he flexed his ass and tugged on his cock.

I started to feel guilty so I closed my eyes again and gave Navid's package a squeeze. My own cock was waking up and Navid could tell. He pulled my face in against his chest so I couldn't see Aram anymore. I heard Navid's drawers open so I guessed Aram was searching for some underwear to steal.

I saw him again as he flopped down on the bed wearing a pair of Navid's shorts. He was on the other side of him, and he looked at me again with a smile. They were looking at Navid's computer, some site about sports cars.

"He's waking up," Aram said in English for my benefit.

"Almost time for pills, baby. You hurt?" Navid asked me and kissed my forehead. I shook my head no and rubbed his cock under the covers.

"Oh wait! I forgot the gifts for Noah!" Aram jumped up and ran out of the room as I sat up. I heard him bound down the stairs and then back up. He raced back in with a paper bag from the convenience store.

"Yay," I said weakly. He always brought me little gifts when I felt bad. I thought back to the chocolates he'd brought me when he upset me by asking about my mom.

"First, I got you some lip stuff in case your lips hurt," Aram handed me a small tube of some fancy healing chapstick. I thanked him.

"Next! I thought you would like this magazine. It says right on the cover it is for gay people! That's you!" Aram laughed, but Navid took it and thumbed through before letting me have it.

"Hot looks you need for Spring!" Navid read the cover. He looked through it and then decided it was ok for me to have.

"You think I would bring him something inappropriate?" Aram shot Navid a fake look of anger.

"Just need to check! Your jokes sometimes go too far. Maybe you bring him naked pictures," Navid said as he handed it to me.

"Thanks! I'm so bored!" I started looking through it.

"Oh I'm glad you said that because we also have... drumroll please," Aram insisted as he dug through the bag while Navid made a drumroll purr sound with his lips. They were both doing their best to bring my spirits up. I laughed excitedly and clutched Navid's arm.

"Scratchers!" Aram said as he pulled out a fistful of lottery scratch tickets. "Navid and I used to buy these every week. They didn't have any gay ones for you, so I got the bingo and crossword puzzle ones." Aram splayed two of them out on the bedspread and fished a shiny new penny out of the bottom of the bag.

"Sweet!" I yelled and grabbed the first crossword puzzle one. Navid leaned in to point out how you scratch off the mystery letters and try to get the right ones to complete the words in the filled out crossword puzzle.

I scratched off the first one to show the letter E and then I looked for it everywhere on the board. It quickly dawned on me how bad I am at these things.

"Here, here, and here, baby," Navid said gently and pointed out the ones I had missed.

"It's so complicated," I whined. It was a jumble of words and my eyes hurt from searching around too fast.

One thing I've learned about Middle Eastern guys is they are insanely brilliant with puzzles and problem-solving. Navid was always working little puzzle apps and had a good sense of how machines in our house worked when I couldn't figure them out. I don't know if it's something they teach over there or if it's just something they're born with, but I always feel like an idiot around him with this stuff.

I scratched the next few letters and again Navid and Aram pointed out the ones I was missing. I finally just gave them the ticket and they finished it quickly. It wasn't a winner.

They did the next one without me and I laid against Navid's chest as he and Aram revealed the winning numbers.

"You won! Thirty bucks! Not bad!" Aram said happily and handed the ticket back to me.

"What will my boy buy with his new fortune?" Navid asked as he kissed my cheek. We both knew I had no need for cash and he gave me whatever I wanted though I never asked for much.

"Food! I'm hungry," I said and looked up at him with my best sick boy eyes. It melted his face into that look of adoration he got when I did something he thought was cute.

"Me too. Let's order a pizza!" Aram agreed.

"Pizza for us, soup for Noah free of charge... You want Aram's soup? Or more of the soup I work so hard to prepare for you from recipe my mother use? The one I spend time on phone with my mother to make sure I get the recipe perfect for my Noah?" Navid asked offering me not much of a choice.

"Your soup, please," I said with a grateful smile.

"Ok, we go downstairs to warm up for you and order pizza. You will text me if you need me," Navid reached over Aram and took my phone from the charger.

They disappeared downstairs and left me to watch a show about rehabbing old homes and look through the magazine. I sat up, feeling a little sore but not too bad. I collected some jewels on my latest dumb iphone game. I was just about to open the wizard door when I heard the doorbell ring. That pizza was fast!

I heard Navid talking to someone and then someone yell "Move, Dude!" I sat up to hear sets of heavy footsteps on the stairs. I got a moment of panic and disappeared under the covers. No one yelled in our house... ever.

"Noah," a voice whined as the bedroom door flew open.

"He is sick, do not upset him," Navid yelled.

"I was so stupid!" The voice continued and then I felt something land on the bed. I peeked out and saw Erik, red-faced and shaking.

"What happened?" I asked and reached to hug him. Erik kicked off his shoes and crawled over to me on our bed. He found my arms and put his head on my chest.

"He push past me, I try to stop him," Navid said, but I waved him on.

"You're sick?" Erik asked. "I'm so sorry. You should have texted."

"Tell me what happened!" I didn't mention that Navid had forbid me to tell anyone I was sick.

"We were at a party last night and this ugly troll was hitting on Nasri and I kept telling him to fuck off, but Nasri thought we should all play together. I didn't want to. Then today I was looking on his phone and he had pictures of his dick in that guy's mouth. He must have gotten head in the bathroom when he sent me to make him a drink." Erik was sniffling and his eyes teared up against my t-shirt.

"That's fucked up," I pointed out.

"Yeah, then he tells me that a hole is a hole and I don't get to tell him what to do. So I told him we've been going out for a few months now and I thought things were good. Then he says that no we are just hanging out and... then he said that my hole was getting kind of boring for him and if I was going to be this dramatic then maybe we shouldn't hang out anymore." Erik started to sob as I rubbed his hair.

"Aww that's... that's messed up, dude." I hugged him and looked at Navid who was standing in the doorway. He gave me a look that said he was clearly annoyed with this and didn't share my sympathy for Erik.

"I know! I thought he loved me. I thought he was getting over the wild stuff," Erik cried. Navid rolled his eyes and couldn't hold his tongue anymore.

"Erik... You and he have sex with lots of others," Navid said with a confused look.

"Yeah but that was always together and I thought we only did stuff together with people we both liked... I thought he loved me," Erik explained. I shot Navid a look like now was not the time for a sermon. He clearly didn't agree with Erik or Nasri's morals.

"Noah needs get back to rest soon. I don't want him upset when he has sickness." Navid said.

"I wish I had a guy like yours. Nasri avoided me when I had a cold. He said it was gross when I sneezed. Yours is ready to build a fort around you so you get better," Erik said and that got a smile from Navid who loved praise.

"You can have nice guy when you can be nice boy," Navid instructed as Aram appeared behind him.

"Yeah, a guy just like yours, Noah. Except not so controlling and boring," Erik shot back angrily.

"I do not control! I protect. I take care of my love as he deserves. He is my princess and I am his defender," Navid huffed.

"He's a guy! You're a guy! No royalty here," Erik was getting upset.

"Stop... please," I whispered and grabbed Erik's arm.

"I'm sorry, Noah. You don't feel good. You look so sick. We won't argue... what can I do for you?" Erik said and softened his tone.

"I got a prescription and Navid made me soup," I filled in Erik on the boring details of my day. I showed him the teddy bear and we both laughed at Navid's recording.

"That sounds really nice... I wish I had a nice guy take care of me when I got sick," Erik lamented again.

"I'm a nice guy," Aram offered. He'd been listening.

"I'm a nice boy," Erik said and turned to see to whom the other voice belonged. He sniffed and sat up when he saw Aram lean against the doorway.

"You're a very nice boy... You deserve better than Nasri," Aram said with a flirty smile.

"Oh here we go," Navid laughed and rolled his eyes. "I go to bring soup now!" He disappeared.

"Thanks, Adam," Erik said and pushed away from me to get a better look.

"Aram," Aram corrected.

"Oh... of course. Is that Persian for Adam?" Erik asked with a flirty little laugh.

"No, it means excellence. One who does great things but does not boast," Aram said.

"That's... beautiful," Erik lilted and moved to the edge of the bed. Aram came and sat next to him. They turned their backs on me. I coughed but they were distracted with each other.

"Nasri hurts people who get too close to him. He was wrong for what he said," Aram offered.

"He's a jerk," I interjected, but the two of them were on another planet.

"There's pizza coming. Will you stay and eat with me? Do you like Pepperoni? I can call back and order a cheese one for you," Aram asked in a soft voice. He reached and pushed Erik's bangs out of his eyes.

"I love pepperoni pizza!" Erik said and laughed like he'd just told a joke. He put his hand against Aram's chest and then made a little sound of surprise like he'd never touched a muscle before. They got off the bed and headed downstairs. Erik recovered remarkably fast. I was just happy to see him back at it.

I heard footsteps run back up the stairs and then Erik poked his head in again.

"Are you ok, Noah? I didn't forget about you! I promise! If you need me to stay with you..." Erik started. He hadn't forgotten me.

"I'm fine, Navid's been watching over me all day. You go play," I laughed.

"Thanks," Erik sighed and chewed on his lip. "I hope you feel better soon."

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"Noah you want to eat downstairs with them instead of up here with just us? Soup is finished its warming," Navid popped in to the bedroom with my medicine.

"Yeah I want to watch them flirt," I laughed. I started to slide out of bed, but Navid helped me. He gave me the pills and some water before helping me walk downstairs.

We found Erik and Aram downstairs making drinks at the kitchen bar. Aram was showing him some cocktail he invented and they made three so Navid could have one. This was turning into a party.

Navid sat me on the barstool next to the wall so I could learn against it for support. He had laid out a placemat on the bar along with the food he'd prepared for me. He'd warmed the soup and next to it there was a piece of pita bread on a small plate with a smear of yogurt and drizzle of honey. Erik poured me a glass of cold orange juice and set it down next to a little folded index card with my name written in his flowery cursive.

Navid dished a few slices of pizza for himself and joined me at the bar while the other two flirted on the kitchen side of it as though they were our entertainment for the night.

My dad showed up with a yellow smiley balloon that said "Get Well Soon." He hugged me and tied it to the barstool I was sitting on so everyone would know who the sick guy was. He checked that I was taking medicine and still didn't have much of a fever. Navid walked him through the entire thing to assure him I was being well taken care of. He ate some pizza and caught up with Navid while I finished my soup and pita.

It made me so happy to see how they got along so well, at least until my dad agreed with Navid that the doctor didn't inject me with a live flu virus. He always took Navid's side on these things. Then he told an embarrassing story of me throwing a fit in the doctor's office when I had to get a tetanus shot. I was six and apparently it took my dad and a nurse holding me while the doctor did it.

"Noah is so delicate. The poor baby," Navid laughed.

"He's always been that way. But he's mine," dad laughed.

And then Navid filled my dad in about the doctor saying I needed to gain weight. I looked down at my bowl as he told my dad all about it.

"I know. He was such a picky eater as a kid, especially after his mom... well that made things worse. I used to make him sit at the table until he ate at least half of what I got for him... He's gotten better though," dad assured.

"He's gay. We're supposed to be thin. He looks great," Erik interjected and got glares from both Navid and my dad.

"Let's leave them some privacy," Aram said and grabbed his plate of pizza. He pulled Erik out to the backyard with him.

"I worry for you, Noah. I want you healthy," Navid said.

"I don't feel good... I'm going back to bed," I said softly not wanting anymore to do with this conversation.

"I help you," Navid said and jumped up.

"No, dad... can you?" I leaned against my father. He turned to hug me and helped me walk up the stairs.

"Why do you have to tell him things like that?" I admonished him when we got up to my bedroom. "He already worries too much about me."

"Maybe he should, Noah. How many doctors need to tell you to take better care of yourself? If you won't do it, maybe Navid can," dad was not the type to pacify me.

"I just want to sleep," I said as he helped me onto the bed.

"I know, sweetie. You need your rest. I'll check in with you tomorrow... I love you," dad assured as he leaned down to kiss my forehead. He rubbed a hand on my cheek and felt my forehead with the back of his hand.

"I love you too," I said as he pulled the covers up over my chest.

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"Last medicine for today," Navid said as he gave me a pill while we were getting ready for bed. We'd taken a bubble bath and he helped me get into some clean pajamas. In the bath, I'd kept trying to touch him and play with his cock. He kept pushing me away saying that we had to wait until I was well. But that didn't stop him from taking extra time when he rubbed a soapy finger inside my hole. We were both so hard and wanted it, but he wasn't giving in.

He tucked me into bed and kissed my forehead. He padded out of the room naked, his heavy, half-hard cock swinging as he ran downstairs to check that the doors were locked.

Erik had cleaned the kitchen before they all went home. I'm pretty sure he was headed over to Aram's place to continue their evening together. He moved on from Nasri pretty quickly.

"Everything secure," Navid said as he came back in. He pulled on a pair of boxers even though I protested. He looked so good naked. He slid in next to me and turned off the lamp before bringing me into his chest.

I rubbed my hand down his abs and squeezed his cock again. He groaned and kissed the top of my head.

"I miss this pussy so much," he growled as he rubbed a hand down my back and into the back of my briefs. He rubbed a finger over my hole and my body reacted with a flutter of happy shivers as my teeth rubbed over his nipple.

"Fuck me," I whined and squeezed his thickening cock.

"I can't, my love. You are too weak for that. I will hurt you if I do this," Navid whispered. He gasped when I flipped his cock out and started to fist it. I went under the blanket and licked at the tip.

"No, no. You come back here. I say no, Noah. I have to be responsible with you," Navid said and pulled me off of it. My own cock was tenting my pajamas and rubbing against his thigh.

"Please, I need it," I begged.

"Tomorrow, if you feel better. I need you healthy. Please don't push it. You know I cannot resist your touch," Navid said with firm resolve. But I kept playing with his cock and pulled back the covers so I could see it in the dim light that filtered in through the curtains.

"Tell me what it feels like when you fuck me," I said and pushed my erection against his thigh.

"When I get to fill you with what you need?" Navid laughed. He reached over to turn on the lamp. He saw my tent against his thigh and reached to rub on my pajamas as his other hand was buried in my briefs. His finger rubbed over my hole in slow circles.

"Yeah. What does it feel like for you? I've never put my dick inside someone," I said. I gasped as he hit the right spot that made my hole twitch in anticipation.

"Is best feeling in the world to be inside you. Yours is like no other, so tight like it was made just for me. Every little groove in there fits me perfectly and makes me feel the whole time as if I am on edge of cum," Navid said. I jerked his cock in slow motions with a hard grip. I liked to stroke it a few times and then squeeze the shaft to watch the little pearl of pre-cum form at the dark, flared head. I scooped it up with a finger and then brought it to my lips. I sucked it clean and then went back to massaging his cock.

"Is it different from the other guys you fucked? Like is every ass unique somehow?" I asked. I knew he didn't like to talk about his past experiences, but I wanted to know.

"Yes, each is different and feel different. It get to be routine though when you fuck so many different holes all the time. But yours I know so well and is my favorite," Navid said and sat up, pushing his body back against the pillows. He got suddenly serious.

"Yours is most different though because I love you like no one ever has had my heart. Is so different when you are with the one you love, the one who is meant for you, my gift from Allah," Navid reached over me as I stroked his cock and brought a bottle of lube from the side drawer. He squeezed some on two fingers and then tossed the bottle aside.