Noah's Starship Ch. 19

"Your country... So much is changing, Noah! New powers, new president. Noah, I grow up with these things. I know how the regime works. Many countries are do this right now. Is world trend. Iran does it too. They need jobs for their people. I can not fault them for this. In Iran a boy like you can't even work or study. There is fear of outsiders. The immigrants are blamed for things," Navid started.

"That's not fair. You worked hard to get where you are. You work like crazy to make things happen for us," I protested.

"Fair is not a concept the world rely on. So... I am save as much money as I can. I put it aside so if I get asked to leave from this country then you will have enough for finish school. I have put aside enough for three years of your tuition, but you will also need books and clothing and food. I will provide for you... I must. I cannot rest if you are worry for things..." Navid trailed off. He sounded like he was dying.

"Asked to leave? To where? Where would you go? What do you mean? You can't leave! You're my world! What would I do without you?" I felt my heart racing and I pushed off from his chest.

"Our countries like to blame each other for all that is bad in the world. My parents already talk about me coming home. They are worry for me here. They think is dangerous to stay. You know I never leave you by choice, but is not easy to get renewal of work visa here... especially might be more difficult now with your new leader. My parents think I will be in danger," Navid sighed.

"I won't let them take you. It's not fair! They can't do that!" I looked at him in disbelief.

"Your people need jobs. The leaders will do what they need to provide for their people. It is how the world works. Many countries are turn to this now. We don't have choice, my love. I am man though and a man must think of those he must protect. You're my boy and I have to make sure you will be taken care of no matter what happens. When I go, you'll still be able to finish school. Your father will not worry for your future. All will be secure for my princess," Navid sounded strangely matter-of-fact.

"No... no..." I stood up and backed away as his words sank in. His tone sounded resigned to the inevitable. It sent a chill through me and I backed into the wall.

"Noah please. I hate this! I hate the thought I will be pulled from my precious boy. I can not help this. I have no choice! I don't know what will happen. Maybe we are ok! Maybe we live happy ever after in our castle, but I am your protector. I need prepare for possibilities. Is what a good man will do for his love! To ignore possibility is irresponsible." Navid looked pained.

"You're leaving me! You're planning on how to leave me! You're working yourself to death so you can afford to leave me! You can't leave me!" I sank down to the floor and drew my knees into my chest as the reality of his words rippled through me. I was overcome with emotion and tears sprang from every duct of my eyes. I felt a tight pain in my chest as his revelation pressed the air out of my lungs.

It wasn't that quiet, beautiful crying you see in movies. It was a red-faced, snot-filled, tear rodeo mixed with hyperventilating. My whole body heaved with anxiety as I rocked on the floor.

"No, baby!!" Navid sprang to his feet and knelt in front of me. He hooked his hands under my armpits. He lifted me up into his chest. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his waist. I buried my face against his neck as he held me with one hand on my bottom and used the other to rub my back. I soaked his shirt with my tears.

"Please, Noah. I'm not planning to leave you. I can never leave the one who holds my heart. You are my world. I have to think of what could go wrong. Your safety always come first. A man puts his love ahead of his self. Please understand, my sweet one!" Navid kissed my hair.

"None of it matters if you're not here. I won't use a penny of it. I don't want your money. I never wanted your money. I never cared about any of it. I'll burn it or give it away." I swore. I didn't look up at him. I kept my head on his shoulder.

"Don't be silly, Noah! You will not do this. It will go to your father. He will watch over you and guide you. He will pay for things as he did before. He will be your protector again. Karim help too. He promises to look after you if anything happen to me." Navid assured as the knife sliced deeper into my chest. He had every detail worked out; a cold, methodical plan.

"I'll run away! I'll drop out and sleep with every guy who wants it. I'll drink... I'll get tattoos and piercings and eat bacon!" I threatened with everything I knew he wouldn't like.

"To break my heart further? Why you will do this? Ruin this beautiful, perfect body that I adore? Marr it with ink and extra hole? You can not ruin your life for me. It is a waste. Many men will line up to love you and take better care for you when I am not here to beat them away." Navid laid back on the bed and brought me down against his chest.

"You just told me out of nowhere that you're leaving me. You made this huge plan without even telling me. I don't get to know. I never get a voice with you! Even when you're leaving me you don't let me have a say in it." I sniffled and got a whiff of his cologne. It felt like someone reached in and squeezed my heart with his fist.

"I can't tell you things like this, Noah! Is just possibility, not even to know for sure. I just plan for what may happen. Look how it upset you and we don't even know if will come true! I do the worry for us. I take the pain. You deserve only happy. You will be happy again," Navid said.

"So it would have been better for me to find out after you just disappear one day? That's cruel, Navid!" I pounded my fist against his chest. He didn't even pretend like he felt pain.

"Is better to not worry you with possibilities! I'm not leave you. I hope they let me stay here forever with you. I hope we die of old age in each other's arms. I just want to make sure I can protect you no matter what. I have to make the choices that are best for you and not me. You always will come first," Navid's voice broke. He wasn't exactly crying, but he was choked up, thoughtful.

"Then take me with you. You had job opportunities in other countries, right? I don't want to be here anymore if you're not here! I'll go to Iran if they let me. I'll wear one of those black things that covers from head to toe like a ghost," I pushed off his chest and looked down at him. His eyes were heavy, a few tears leaked out and down his temples. I'd never seen him look so broken. His confidence was gone.

"I promise your father I will not take you from California. He needs you here. Iran is not open for Americans to live. I can not smuggle you and hide you in my family home. This is only country you know for your whole life! It is perfect for you here. I should mess this up for you because of my circumstance? No! I cannot take you from your people." Navid turned his face from me.

"YOU are my people. You're my everything. We're supposed to be a pair. There's no me without you. I don't even know who I am without you. I'm not staying here alone. I'll go wherever you want. Please! We can use the money to start over somewhere else." I put my hand to his cheek and turned his eyes back up to mine.

"Is silly, Noah. You are smart and beautiful, perfect boy with so much promise ahead for him!" Navid tried to reason with me.

"No me without you," I whispered as my tears dropped down on his cheek.

Navid sighed and I felt his leg shake with nervous energy. I bounced on him a few times as he shook. He looked up at the ceiling for a long minute. He was thinking.

"Your face is red with hurt. I never want this hurt for you to feel." He turned back to me and nodded his head solemnly. He pushed my hair back and rubbed a few strands through his fingers like he'd just discovered it.

"So soft, my baby's blonde hair. You are all I ever want, Noah. My sweet perfection, an accidental gift from Allah. I feel like this is he figure out that you are mine for accident and should have gone to better man," Navid sighed.

"There is no better man. I'm yours. You promised," I whispered with worried eyes.

"We need to get you passport then. I have the birth certificate for baby Noah... There is center on campus where we can get you the meeting for it. We will have this for emergencies... There is Persian community in Toronto where Karim has friends. If problems come, we go there first and plan. Karim will have solutions. Many people owe him favors. He had good contacts." Navid nodded his head as though it were settled. I'd go with him.

"I go with you? Really? Let's do it! Toronto! I love Toronto! It's super cold, right?" I asked excitedly and he laughed.

"Canada, the frozen haven for our love. We will run together. You will be tourist visa there until we work things out. We put money aside for emergency ticket to travel." Navid looked away from me as though making a checklist. Knowing him, it would be the most detailed emergency plan anyone had ever crafted.

"Ok! And I'll cut down our expenses! I can help you save! We don't need the fancy laundry soap and I don't need to go to the juice bar after class. We can save a ton of money!" I promised.

"Noah you are very good with house money already. You save me so much just by making meals and cleaning the house. You stop me from making wasteful purchase. If you are not here I will have twice as big the television and spend money on take-out meals for everyone. I will also not be so successful in business. Instead I think of you saying we do not need these things and we only need us. You keep me making the mature decision and working harder. You are the best. You deserve your juice," Navid assured.

"I do love juice, but I think I love you more," I laughed.

"That is beautiful, my prince. No one ever says such lovely things. I never dream I can be as good as juice, much less better than juice!," Navid joked.

"We'll have to tell my dad," I said when our laughter subsided. I laid my head down against his chest again.

"He knows... He tells me you will demand to go with me. I swore I will not take you from him," Navid spoke softly.

"I get a say in this. He knows that. He wouldn't expect me to stay without you," I assured.

"Ok then. You deal with your parent. I handle mine," Navid laughed

"What are you going to do? They want you to come home?" I asked.

"Yes, or at least closer. Dubai has opportunity, and France... We will see. Let us not make big plan before we know what may come! No reason to abandon your home before the time," Navid said, back in his thoughtful mode.

"That sucks that you have been dragging this around and never told me. I'm sorry you have to worry about this," I offered.

"I am too, Noah. California was my dream from since I was young and see it in movies. We always hear stories back in Iran of the Persians here! They all have big homes and fancy cars. They have successful lives here. Is not entirely true, but this was my dream. It still is," Navid trailed off thoughtfully.

"You're my dream," I whispered.

"You are better than anything I could ever dream, my love. I never think I find such a beautiful soul to love me and help me so much. I can no lose you. I take you with me to strange new land," Navid assured.

"I'll get to learn another language! I'll be like you!" I said excitedly.

"Yes, well... we will need to find school for you. Is easier to go somewhere as student. You are young so they don't question this so much. I will still pay for you to graduate though. I promise that. No matter cost I will find way!" Navid was going through a million thoughts as he made his list of what lists he would need to make. I felt my heart leap at the thought that he was including me in his plans. We wouldn't be separated.

"I really wanted yogurt," I said after a long pause.

"They likely close by now. And your film. We can buy it online to watch at home, ok?" Navid said as he remembered the evening's disappointments.

"It's ok. I'd rather just watch you do your stripper routine again," I laughed.

"Ok, we do that anytime you want. Is proper punishment for me. I be your dancing slave." Navid laughed and kissed my hair. He rolled me over and pinned me down against the bed. He sat back up on his heels and looked down at me with expectancy.

"I need music to dance, Noah. Where is my beat?" He asked when I didn't pick up on his cues.

"Oh, um," I thought for a second and then made sounds like an Indian guy playing the pipe to charm the snake from its basket. I put my hands in front of my lips as though playing the pipe.

"What is that? Is not sexy beat. This is not for strips," Navid exploded with laughter.

"It's the snake charmer guy, like from India and stuff," I offered.

"This seems racist, Noah," Navid laughed. He hopped off the bed and put some music on his phone. He set it inside the metal ice bucket to amplify the sound. He started to dance around the room and slipped off his shirt.

His golden skin and bulging muscles came into focus as his shirt slipped up. He'd been trying to get back to the gym more to burn off some stress. It was paying off. I loved him either way, but it made him more confident when he carried me off to bed most nights. He tossed the polo across the room and slid his hands down his stomach then cupped his bulge. He gave a few bizarre thrusts forward and I laughed.

"Joo don't like the strips I do?" Navid faked an unidentifiable accent and looked offended. "Joo want speak to the manager, sir?"

"Yes, please bring him out. You are unacceptable," I teased. Navid puffed up his chest and narrowed his eyes in feigned anger. He took a step back and cocked his head to the side, giving a nod with his chin like a gangster asking, "Sup?"

He unbuckled his belt to the rhythm and continued to thrust forward, making rippling motions with his torso to show off the success he'd had on his ab muscles. He pulled his belt out of the loops and tossed it aside. He slowly undid the top button on his pants and teased me by showing the band of his boxerbriefs.

"What I lose in moves... I make up for in cock," Navid assured as he danced towards me. I laid back against the pillows and propped myself up behind me on my elbows.

"Ten points for the cock! Minus five points for the moves. Let's see how you do on the kissing," I laughed. Navid danced over to me and slid down his pants to expose his bulging blue boxerbriefs. He let the pants fall and rubbed one hand over his hairy chest while the other slid down to rub his bulge.

Navid turned as he danced and wiggled his ass for me. It had tightened up from his workout and it bounced perfectly as he dance. He pushed down the waistband of his boxerbriefs and showed me two beautiful dark orbs with a light dusting of black hair. He didn't like me messing with his ass, but he was in the mood to show me what I wanted to see.

"Ten more points for nice ass. Fuck, Navi. That's so hot," I praised. He shrugged, not seeing what I liked about it. But he kept on dancing for me. He slowly pushed off his boxerbriefs as he stepped around to the beat and then kicked them off.

"Is ok, not beautiful like yours, my prince." Navid jumped up and landed on the bed on his knees. He walked up my body on his knees as his fat, thickening cock dangled between his thighs. He got right up until the tip hit against my chin.

"You want this, baby," he said without question because my lips were already searching for it.

"Mmmhmm," I mumbled as I greedily sucked in his cock. I reached up and gripped his balls with my hand. They are twice the size of mine with a low-hanging furry sack. I pulled on them and massaged them as his tip poked back against my throat.

"Fuck, baby. You make me so hard with those beautiful lips," Navid praised as I started to bob on his cock, the thick shaft stretching my jaw. He reached behind him as I worked his cock. I felt his hand fumble with the clasp of my shorts. He unzipped me and pushed them down with my briefs until my cock bounced out.

"My boy is excited. He likes to please his man, yes?" Navid growled hungrily. I felt his hand grip my shaft and pump my cock. The tip rubbed against his palm as I twisted his nuts and bobbed on his cock. I worked until I felt it push back against my throat with ease. It was a learned art to take a Persian man. I couldn't imagine putting something in my throat until I met him. My desire had pushed past my gag reflex until I could easily please him.

"Mmhmm," I nodded as I sucked him into my throat. His cock smelled sweaty, musky. His thick pubes tickled my nose as I arced my neck to accommodate him. He started to bounce on me a little, shoving his cock past my comfort point until I started to gag a little.

"That's my boy... My beautiful baby... feels so good... Fuck baby," Navid encouraged. He started to slowly fuck my throat as he pumped my cock with one hand and rubbed my hair with the other. He grabbed a fistful of the blonde mop and pulled my face up to take more of him.

"Feels good, baby? You want that? You like your man inside you?" Navid asked through gritted teeth as he hissed and moaned from the sensations I produced on his cock. He pumped my cock a few more times and then gave it a rough squeeze. He collected the precum from the tip of it on his finger and then rubbed down between my legs until he pushed it inside my hole.

"You feel so good inside, my baby. You're ready for my seed. Do you want it?" He asked as he pushed the second finger against my ring and rubbed it thoughtfully. I nodded with a throat full of his cock.

"You need me to seed that pussy? It begs for me?" Navid asked. He pulled his cock from my lips and looked down at me wanting an answer. I rubbed his nuts in my hand and pulled on them as I nodded again.

"Yes sir," I sputtered and rubbed my jaw. It always got a little numb from the stretching his thick shaft gave it. He reached down and rubbed my cheek with a look of pity.

"I am still too big for you?" He asked.

"I like it that way. I could never look at another guy and expect him to match you." I confessed.

"I ruin you for others?" He laughed. I nodded.

Navid got off the bed and went for the lube as his thick cock swung between his thighs. I sat up and slipped off my shirt and shorts. I tossed them across the room to pile in with his clothes.

Navid returned and flipped me over. I got on my hands and knees with my ass in the air while he lubed us up. I leaned forward and hugged the pillow when he slid in two slicked fingers and stretched me open. I relaxed under his expert touch as my body began to buzz and ripple with chills of delight.

"Uhhhhh, fuck yeah. Please fuck me," I whined. I pushed against his fingers, wanting them deeper. I needed him inside me, to hit my reset button on this otherwise crazy day. He wiggled them in my hole as he pushed into me. His fingertips delicately strummed me and his music filled my body.

Navid leaned down over my back and kissed my neck, bit my ear, and sucked on the lobe as he whispered sweet things to me. I turned my face so our lips could meet. He smelled sweaty and salty from the day's work. I was cleaned and ready for him and his lips curled into a smile as he tasted my skin. He knew I had prepared for him, even though I was upset and hurt. Our need for each other powered through whatever the world could throw at us.

"My beautiful boy, I miss you all day. Those eyes like the clear seas of Greece, they haunt my thoughts. I never can wait to get home and see them light up when they find me. I want that they always look for me like I look for them," he whispered as his fingers opened me. He bit softly along my chin and up my jaw as his fingers pushed inside my hole.