Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2018 23:05:35 -0700
From: Emri S. <tarzanacide@gmail.com>
Subject: Lukas & The Shah- Ch. 6

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Story Recap: Lukas, an athletic California 17 yr-old with blonde hair, blue
eyes, and  tight body, meets Ari, a wealthy, muscled Persian bent on
dominating the "innocent" boy. After Lukas ran away to get help from Ari
because the father's new girlfriend threatened him, Lukas' dad agreed to
let him live with Ari's family (The Khorasanis) until school started again.


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.                          {Lukas & The Shah}
.                 [Ch.6- A Boy Needs His Daddy]
.                                 ~By Emri~


"Breakfast pussy is the most important pussy of the day!" Ari said happily
after pushing his tongue inside my hole and licking me. I was on all fours
on his bed and he squatted behind me to get at the ass he loved.


I'd woken up early that morning since the Khorasani family kept insisting
on an early bedtime for me. I'd found the stack of clothes and folded
blanket perched neatly on a desk in the room where I was staying. His
mother must have folded them and put them there.


I wondered if she'd had any idea the dirty things her son had done to me on
that blanket. I'd gone to take a quick shower and then peeked in to see Ari
sprawled out on his back and snoring like a bear.


I'd crept out of the bathroom that connected our two bedrooms with a towel
around my waist. I took my towel off and finished drying myself while
watching those massive, furry pecs rise and fall with peaceful breath. He
was so warm when he slept that the blanket was pushed down around his
thighs and his bulge rose like an ant hill in his white fleece shorts. I
rubbed the towel through my hair and then hung it up back in the bathroom.


 I should have gone to get dressed. Mr. Khorasani would be up soon and
expect to see me while he made his coffee. He liked our morning talks. But
the sleeping giant in the next room drew me back like a magnet. I went and
crawled naked into his side. He didn't move for a minute. I just laid my
head on his chest and snuggled into his warmth.


He let out a half snore and then slid his arms around me. It finally
registered with his brain and he awoke with a start. He kissed and snuggled
me then I started to feel the lump in his shorts grow. I kissed down his
chest and slid down his shorts with my teeth until his cock popped out and
hit me in the face.


Ari stretched out on the bed and spread his muscled thighs while I went in
for what I craved. I sucked on his chicken egg nuts and slurped up his
thick shaft. I dove onto the tip and made myself gag as his hand found my
cheek and rubbed along the outline of his cock where it stuffed me. He let
me bob on his cock for a few minutes.


He yawned and checked something on his phone, then I heard a photo snap
sound as I was looking up at him.


"Mmmm," I said with my mouth stuffed.


"Is so precious, those baby blue eyes staring up at me with those pretty
pink princess lips stretched on daddy's cock. I love my Lukas so much." Ari
snapped another then put his phone down and stopped sliding his cock in and
out.


"So good, baby, but daddy need his morning Vitamin P," Ari growled. He
gently pushed my head off his manhood and then got behind me, squatting
down so his tongue met my ass. He squirmed inside me and made little
kissing sounds with his lips on my ass. His mouth latched on and I felt him
sucking while he swiped his tongue inside me.


"Ohhh," I groaned and grabbed the blanket in my fist. His tongue worked my
hole and I was panting like a dog at the beach, lost under his control.


"Mmmm," I muffled my cries in the blanket. His wet muscled pussy licker was
jammed inside my hole and wiggling like crazy. He dove in and then I felt
his hands on my hips. He gripped me hard and then slowly lifted off the
bad.


"Ahh!" I squealed as he got to his feet and held me in an inverted position
with his face buried between my cheeks. I dangled helplessly and grabbed
onto his cock as it poked angrily near my face. I dove onto it and slurped
it over my tongue while he hate his breakfast.


"Fuck," Ari hissed, sliding his tongue out of me. He held me firmly by the
hips. I was upside down and felt the blood that wasn't pumping my cock rush
down to my head. I bobbed on his massive fuckstick and he lifted me up and
down on him. He rubbed his scratchy chin over my hole and I felt a ripple
through my stomach.


"So good, pussy baby. Suck your bottle and I lick your pink hole," Ari
said. He drove his tongue back inside me and made my cock dance around. I
slurped on his thick Persian salami and tongued the tip of his cock. He
wiggled his tongue inside me and I pulled off his cock with a moan.


"Please fuck me. I'm so ready," I whimpered. "Please, daddy."


"Fuck so beautiful," Ari took his tongue out then kissed my hole.


He sat down on the bed then turned me around. He looked at me with serious
eyes and his finger played with my hole while I bounced cowboy-style on his
lap. I put my arms around his neck to steady myself. He brought his other
hand to his lap. He jerked slowly on our cocks as he thought.


"Please daddy. My pussy need you," I whined in a low voice and flashed
begging eyes at him.


"Just the tip, ok? We save other for later, but I can see you need it. Sad
little princess," Ari sighed with pity. He gave our cocks a few more tugs
then swiped the precum from his tip over to mine. He mixed it with my
precum then brought it to my lips.


"Come with me," he said and put his hands on my ass. He lifted me up
against his chest and stood. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he
carried me off to the bathroom. He turned on the shower as he balanced me
with one hand.


"Woah," I said and hugged my arms around his neck thinking he was going to
drop me. Ari laughed and used the one hand he held me with to bounce me.


"Huh? You think daddy drops his precious princess?" Ari laughed. He bounced
me again and again until I eased my grip on his shoulders and relaxed.


"There you go. You must trust me before you can let me inside you, little
princess." Ari kissed my cheek.


"I do... I just." I lowered my eyes knowing I'd panicked.


"When you trust me, your body relax and you know Daddy will take care of
you. Ok, little one?" Ari set me down on the cold marble counter. He leaned
me back against the mirror and took a rolled up decorative towel from a
bowl of them next to the sink. He put it behind my head so the hard mirror
wouldn't hurt.


"I know this pussy. I love it and will protect what is mine. I have study
it." Ari assured. He opened a sliding drawer and dug around in it looking
for something.


"You studied my... hole?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.


"Of course. What you think I do in there? I know how pussy thinks. I know
what pussy needs. I know what make pussy purr," Ari said with dead
seriousness.


"Do we have to call it that? I'm a boy," I reminded him. He gave my cock a
tug then went to dig in another drawer. I wondered what he was looking for.


"You are boy. I know this, but a boy with a pussy is different. He is
either princess to be loved or fucktoy to be used. It is something he is
born with. It is in his heart and what he desires. You are my beautiful
princess who is to be treasured gently not used and passed along.  You need
a real man to get in there and show what your pussy is for while also
protect your heart. I am the one you need, the one born to serve and
protect," Ari growled.


"To protect and serve? Like a cop for pussy?" I joked. He didn't get it.


"Like a warrior, my love. I die before my princess is harmed. I never pass
you along to another. A real man does not engage a pussyboy unless he can
identify him and give him what he need. I know you are princess and meant
for my cock," Ari swore as he rooted through the drawer.


"I'm your princess?" I asked. I liked the way he put it. I could live with
that.


"Of course! I tell you this every day," Ari said like this was an
established fact, then exclaimed, "Ahh! Here is." He held up a black bottle
and flipped open the lid. He squeezed clear lube over his fingers then
closed it and tossed it back in the drawer.


"Remember which drawer is lube. We will need it always. I am too big for my
baby," he laughed. He slicked up the top third of his cock which held the
fat, flared tip of his hungry cock.


"Yes sir. I will," I nodded.


"Where you want I put this?" Ari asked.


"Inside me," I begged. "Please, daddy."


"Inside where? Mouth? Ear? Nose? Many good options," Ari smirked.


"In my hole, please," I begged impatiently. He pumped that slick cock. I
put my feet against his pecs. They slid up over his shoulders when he
pushed between my thighs. He rubbed the tip against my hole and leaned down
over me until our noses touch. His lips were an inch from mine, but he
didn't kiss me.


"What's it called, boy? What do we call that hole that wants its master's
cock?" Ari growled.


"In my pussy, sir," I gave in. At first it had been hot in a dirty way then
a little weird. Now though, under his muscles pumping out heat and
man-scent... after his explanation and vows of love, it felt just right. He
wasn't putting me down. He was helping me learn what I needed.


"My princess wants her pretty pink pussy fucked? She needs a real man to
own that pretty pink pussy?" Ari's deep, Persian rumble sent shivers
through me and made my cock pump out a fresh glob of precum. My blue eyes
met his mocha brown ones and I nodded.


"Yes daddy. I need a real man to make that pussy his," I agreed.


Ari's lips pressed against mine and I felt them curve into a smile of
approval. His tongue slid past my lips and wrestled with mine. He pressed
the tip against my hole and I felt it push open the ring. He pushed just a
little more then stopped. He broke our kiss and raised up to stare down at
me.


"You trust me, princess?" he asked. He put his left hand on my neck. He
rubbed his thumb over my adam's apple as I arched my neck and squirmed on
his tip.


"Yes... Huhhh... yes," I gasped as his tip shoved in. I closed my eyes and
bared my teeth. I so wanted him inside me.


"So fucking tight, baby," Ari laughed then grunted when he found the spot
he wanted. "Feels so good, Lukas. Fuck... my beautiful baby. I never dream
of find such perfection to have in my arms." He let go of my neck and slid
his hand down my chest and abs until he found my cock.


"I'm so close, fuck," I whimpered. He gripped my cock and jerked it in a
slow, tight tug. He stopped pushing into me, letting me get used to him.


"If I move, I cum," Ari warned. "This feel too good, Lukas. I laid back
against the mirror with ragged breath. He stretched my ring to what felt
like the limit. I whined and bit my lip, but didn't want it to stop. The
tip was resting on my special spot, that first one he always hits. The only
movement between us was him tugging my cock painfully slow. I was right on
the edge and the thought that his cock was inside me drove me nuts. I so
wanted more, but then I really wanted to cum. I gave up though. It didn't
really matter what I wanted. Daddy was in control. I relaxed and let him do
his job.


"I... almost... ohhh," I groaned. It was that last tight tug on my cock and my
cum started to shoot out in a well-choreographed display. I hit the mirror,
my nipples, my cheek. My body shook and my muscles tensed then spasmed. My
eyelids fluttered and I fought to meet his stare.


"Eyes on me, baby. Cum for your master," Ari commanded. He looked down at
me, studying me as I bucked and shot under his control.


"That pussy squeezes my cock when you shoot... Oh fuck baby! I cum! I breed
my princess!" Ari growled and started to fire off inside me. His tip was
just inside and it pulsed and flared as he pumped into me. The juice went
deep and touched new places in my canal. I shot harder and hit my lip. I
gasped and whined.


"I love you, Lukas. This is heaven! So fucking good! Fuck, princess!," Ari
moaned. He fell forward against me and buried his lips on my neck. He
kissed and nibbled as his body hunched and jerked. I felt a few more hit
inside me and then he went still and gasped for air.


"So good, daddy. I have you inside me now. I have your seed. I'm yours," I
said, remembering his promise. I felt a jolt of pride in my chest. I was
his.


"I am yours for eternity, Lukas," Ari sighed and kissed my neck. He
squished me against the counter and laid over me. His lips found mine and
locked in a dance of sweaty passion.


We showered together then dried each other before going off to change for
the day.


+++


I was the first out and went to the kitchen to find his dad sitting at the
table wearing an open robe that showed his hairy, muscled chest. He turned
when he heard me and offered a smile. He brought me in for a morning hug
and I got a look at the blue boxer briefs that covered his lap and hugged a
large lump between his furry, muscled thighs. I hoped Ari grew to be just
like him when he was that age.


I felt pains of guilt lusting like that after my boyfriend's father, but
his body was slammin. He was even older than my own father, but something
about the way he moved, spoke, touched me... I couldn't help myself. He was
pure man, the kind you never thought you'd jerk off thinking about but
ended up cumming like a rocket. I was turning into this cock obsessed hound
around the men here.


"Good morning, Mr. Khorasani," I said as he hugged me and kissed my cheeks.


"Good morning, little one. You are being a good boy?" Mr. K asked.


"Yes sir," I swore. "Best boy ever."


"I know you are, sweet boy. You are dressed for office. This is good. We
have much work today. There is breakfast on the counter," he offered. I had
on khaki joggers with white converse, and a long-sleeved green t-shirt with
little dolphins swimming across the chest. I grabbed a bowl of oatmeal and
a glass of juice then slid into the chair next to Mr. K while he played
with his phone.


I ate my breakfast and stared at his lap. He never closed his legs or
crossed them. He had them spread open and his fat bulge rested on the seat.
He made conversation, but I couldn't fully focus. I kept looking down
between his thighs and thinking about how good Ari had felt inside me.


"Good morning. Lukas, you woke up early?" Ari asked as if he hadn't been
breeding me in the bathroom. He kissed his father's cheek from behind then
came to do the same to me. He had on a black suit and tie. He was dressed
for work.


"You're going in early?" Mr. K asked as Ari sat down. I got up and went to
make him a plate for breakfast.


"I have meeting in Corona then some in Orange County. Thought I'd get early
start with the traffic. It would help if I can take Lukas and use carpool
lane. It would save me at least an hour there and back," Ari said. I got
him a plate of eggs, toast, and some weird bean thing his mom had put out.
I got a little spark of hope. It would be awesome to spend the day tagging
along with him.


"Lukas has his own job," Ari's father said. "I have him filing today. We
need to get through those boxes so we can redo the conference room."


"Fine, fine, but if I don't make it back for dinner I'll tell mom it's your
fault and you can face her wrath," Ari laughed. I set his plate in front of
him and then went to get him a fork.


"Your brothers are coming over tonight to watch the football match. They're
bringing friends. Oh, Lukas! Why don't you invite a friend from the
mini-golf you went to? Have any of them called you?" Mr. Khorasani asked.
He reached down and adjusted himself in his boxer briefs as I came back to
the table and sat down.


"I don't think so. Have they, Ari?" I asked. I remembered he'd put his
phone number on the registration form. He fished his phone from his pocket
and scrolled around.


"The Dylan boy sends two texts. I do not reply," Ari said bluntly. He
hadn't been happy seeing me with other guys while he was with his friends
at the mini-golf. Dylan had been nice and respectful under Ari's watchful
eye, but Ari didn't trust him.


"Ok then invite him over! We can order pizza for the boys and I can see if
he will be a good friend for Lukas. It's important we build a network for
him here. His father will be pleased if we find him a respectable crew,"
Mr. K said.


Ari looked uncomfortable, but he followed his father's command and typed
out a text while he ate. He sent a few texts back and forth but didn't show
them to me.


"Ok, your little friend come at 7. I must go before the traffic is
unbearable," Ari said. He finished his food and then kissed my cheek as he
headed out. He left his plate on the table for me to take care of.


"I know he is not happy, but is important you make friends here. A boy
needs friends and I intend to find you good ones your father will approve
of." Mr. Khorasani leaned over towards me and put his elbow on the table.
His robe slipped open and I stared at his bulge.


"I don't want to upset Ari," I admitted. "I want to make him happy. I just
want to be with him."


"As pretty as you are, your father did not send his son off to become a lap
boy for Persian men." Mr. K laughed. I looked up at him with alarm at his
blunt language. He knew what I was to his son and seemed to appreciate it.
"You are here to make friends, little one. You are here to have a fun
summer and grow. You are on the edge of becoming a man and your father
wants you to make good choices."


"I am, sir. I love it here. You've been so awesome to me." I caught his
eyes and felt a flutter in my stomach thinking about how he probably knew
exactly how far I'd given in to his son.


"We love you, Lukas. You make my son so happy and I know you will be a good
match for him. I never have seen him care for someone like he does for you.
I am pleased with his choice and I hope you can be happy here," Mr. K said.
He put his hand on my cheek like Ari does and gave it a little rub then sat
back in his chair.


"Thank you, sir." I ate my oatmeal; unsure what to say.


"One caution though," Mr. K started. He put his hand on my cheek again and
pushed back my hair. He looked at me with a serious expression.


"You are a respectful and gentle boy... It is what we love about you most,
but you must learn to speak up with my Arisht. My son is loyal and his
heart is clearly with you. But Persian men can be bulldozers. We often
treat our weaker mates as children. Our women learn early to speak up and
be heard in appropriate ways. If you do not do this, he will think it is
his duty to know your heart rather than ask it what it wants or needs. You
must learn to force you opinion to remind him your voice works." Mr.
Khorasani rubbed my cheek.


"Sometimes it's hard," I admitted. I hated to contradict him. Disappointing
Ari felt like a stab to the heart.


"You should know when it is appropriate. Never in front of others. And
NEVER in front of family. A Persian man does not like others involved in
his relationship. If you were not so young and still under your father's
protection, we would leave Arisht alone in his care for you. But I gave my
word to your father you would be protected here, body and heart. I try to
give it over to Ari as he proves he can handle it," Mr. K assured.


+++


Mr. Khorasani kept me working in his office for most of the morning. He was
busy with calls and meetings, but he'd check in on me periodically  I was
doing mostly meaningless work. He had me refiling his files. Apparently his
old file folders weren't good anymore. Some were tearing and others had
broken tabs on them. His secretary gave me two boxes of folders that were
heavier and more durable. I crawled around behind his desk emptying old
files and putting them into new folders.


Between calls he would roll his chair back and check on me. I found lots of
duplicate forms and made a stack for him to go through. He was pleased with
my work.


For lunch, he sent me down the block to pick up Japanese food. I had to go
around the office with a menu and then write down everyone's orders. His
secretary said the girl who usually takes the orders was out for the day
and he seemed happy to have me doing the grunt work. I didn't mind and it
was good to be off the floor after filing all morning.


When I walked outside the building I realized it was the first time in
awhile that I'd been out on my own without a Khorasani man to supervise me.
It felt strange. I passed a group of businessmen and I looked down, like
meeting their eyes was forbidden.


I realized I'd come to view important looking men as higher life forms.
There were submissive boys like me and dominant men like Ari. Then of
course there were other guys who didn't participate in this dynamic at all.
I'd never seen the world like that before.


I made a game of meeting their eyes and then dropping mine when they were
of Ari's breed. They came in all ages, shapes, and colors. They'd look me
in the eye and I'd instantly register them. Boys like me would get an
upward head nod and smile. Men like Ari would get a downward head nod of
respect, and I'd move out of their way. I knew Ari would be proud of me for
learning my place. I didn't want to send any of the real men a wrong
signal. I was respectful and moved away from them to avoid confrontation.


I made it to the Japanese place and found it bustling with a lunch crowd
picking up orders.


The place wasn't much bigger than two freight elevators side by side and
there wasn't really a line at the counter, just a glob of pushy people. I
waited for my turn, but new people came in and moved in front of me. I hung
back hoping one of the two guys taking orders would wave me forward. They
didn't.


"You have to push in or you'll be here all day." I heard a voice just
behind me to the right and then felt a heavy hand on my shoulder pushing me
forward. "Excuse us, we were here first." He guided me up behind a girl who
was paying. The crowd around us didn't object.


"Oh, thanks," I said and looked over to see a wide smile of pink lips and
almond skin. He looked Japanese, but that could have just been the
restaurant around him. I'm sure other people of Asian descent eat Japanese
food too. There isn't much diversity where I grew up in Desert Springs. He
had these warm brown eyes that were focused directly on me.


I met his eyes and instantly registered him as a real man like Ari. I
lowered my eyes respectfully but there wasn't a place to move to. The crowd
kept me front and center for him. I knew Ari would disapprove.


He had black hair that was shaved down on the sides but long on top as it
poked out from beneath his backwards Dodgers cap. He kept his hand on my
shoulder, and gave it a squeeze as we made it to the front of the line.


"I need this," I said like an idiot and handed the order list to the
cashier. I could feel my voice shaking. I couldn't focus with this man's
hand on me. He smelled like light cologne and good soap as he pressed in
beside me. It wasn't the heavy musk like Ari held. His air was cleaner, but
just as clearly masculine. He was almost Ari's height but not nearly as
thick and muscled. He was lean and toned but had a firm grip that let me
know he could protect what was his.


"Sure, boss." The cashier looked at the slip and started punching it into
an iPad.


"Looks like you have a lot of friends to feed," the guy holding my shoulder
said.


"Oh, it's the office where I work. They sent me... You want something? You
can add it. I have cash!" I said and pulled a stack of 20's out of my
pocket. A man like him, a man who had helped me navigate the chaos to place
the order, deserved a meal from me.


"Woah, high roller. We could go somewhere nicer with that stack," he
laughed. He gave his order to the cashier and I handed him the wad of bills
to give the cashier.


"We could, but the office might fire me," I laughed. I felt the need to
entertain him. He had a permanent smile and got our number to go and wait.
We shuffled off to the side and found a tiny spot to wedge into between an
aquarium and the wall. I ended up on the aquarium side and he had me
trapped with his back to the crowd.


"I'm Kaito by the way, and you?" the guy said as I looked at the colorful
fish swimming around.


"Lukas. I am Lukas," I stumbled through my name like I was new to speaking.


"Cool name. What do you do at the office?" Kaito asked. He put an arm up on
top of the aquarium, blocking any escape route. I felt guilty knowing Ari
wouldn't approve of me being out alone for this very reason. He wouldn't
want a strange man cornering me in a crowded place. His lips would curl up
angrily seeing me touched by another.


"This morning I crawled around on my hands and knees taking things out of
old folders and putting them in new ones." I joked. I laughed nervously and
looked down.


"Sweet! Maybe if you get the lunch order right they'll let you staple
something this afternoon," Kaito laughed. He had a great laugh, the kind
that would make any statement seem hilarious.


"Dare to dream," I shrugged and tried to play it cool. I would disarm him
with dumb jokes until I could get the lunch order. I felt my heart pounding
and forced a smile. "What about you?"


"Well my business card says software engineer, but I mostly eat popcorn and
play video games." Kaito pushed back a few locks of hair that had fallen
from his baseball cap down over his intoxicating eyes. He winked at me.


"They give you a business card? I don't even have a nametag," I lamented.


"You'll get there, kid. It took me six months before they'd let me touch
the files. Sounds like you're climbing that ladder fast," Kaito laughed.


"Oh! Hey!" He said suddenly. Someone bumped him from behind and he lurched
forward. He slid his arm around me to buffer me as he knocked me against
the wall. His chest rubbed against mine and felt different from Ari's but
no less strong. He had hard pecs and my nose brushed his neck. I closed my
eyes inhaling his light cologne. He pushed back before I could hit the
wall.


It was a weird moment. Our eyes locked and he kept his hand on my back, his
arm around me. He used the other hand to push us off from the wall, but
then we just froze and stared at each other awkwardly. I felt his heartbeat
pounding as fast as mine and I felt a stab of guilt at having another man's
hand on me. He was a really hot man at that. Ari would be upset.


"Sorry, kid. You ok? That guy backed into me and we almost knocked over the
aquarium. Had to save the fish," Kaito said but didn't back away.


"Yeah... No... gotta save... the fish... good fish," I was letting whatever words
I could find escape me. Kaito laughed at my awkwardness.


"You're cute. I'm sure you get that a lot, but well... you're cute," Kaito
said and bit his lip like he shouldn't have admitted it. Seeing him look
shy and guilty added a whole other dimension of handsome to his face. I had
to get out of there. This had gone too far.


"Oh um... I have a..." I wasn't sure how to finish that. I'd almost said owner,
then daddy. Something about what I had with Ari didn't feel like
"boyfriend" was appropriate.


"Right! Yes. Of course you do." Kaito backed off and checked behind him.


"I mean. You're totally..." I smiled like I wanted to say he was hot. I
couldn't say that.


"Yeah, fuck. You're totally... too," Kaito joked.


He looked behind him as someone called a number from the counter. "That's
us!" We both sighed relief that this awkward exchange was over.  Kaito went
to the counter and grabbed two large bags filled with take-out containers.


"Oh! They put yours in with everyone else?" I realized I'd been gone a long
time from the office.


"Looks like it. But you probably need help carrying anyways. I'll help you
and then get mine to go. I get a long break when I want it." Kaito smiled.


We argued back and forth about my carrying ability. I didn't want Kaito
going to the Khorasani office with me. I didn't know how Mr. K would react
to me bringing a new friend.


He insisted on helping though. He carried both bags for me and followed me
back to the office. He told me about a new game he was working on and tried
to make light conversation.


When we got to the office, we put the bags on the table near Mr.
Khorasani's secretary who eyed us with suspicion. We opened a few cartons
until Kaito found his. He grabbed a fork and napkin then turned to leave.


"Hey, um," he said and looked back at me awkwardly. He set his carton down
and then reached for his wallet. He looked at me like he was unsure of
something and then sighed.


"Since you bought me lunch, maybe I can return the favor some time. As
friends, of course. You seem pretty cool." Kaito fumbled with his wallet
and pulled out a card. It was sky blue with little animated birds flying
over it and his info. I didn't reach for it so he pushed it towards the
front right pocket of my pants. It slid into my pocket and I felt instantly
guilty.


I said nothing. I looked down awkwardly.


"Cool... well," Kaito fumbled for words. "Thanks for lunch." He turned and
grabbed his carton then headed towards the elevators. I watched him leave
as everyone came towards me to root around for their lunch orders.


"Who is that?" Mr. Khorasani's voice came from behind me. I wheeled around
and looked at him with scared eyes.


"He helped me order and then carry stuff back... I told him I have a..." I
again didn't know how to finish that sentence. Mr. K looked at me and
registered my guilt and shame.


"Ah, yes. I should not have sent you alone. Arisht will be upset if he
learns of this. It was my mistake and not yours. A boy should be chaperoned
in this city," Mr. Khorasani sighed.


"No! It wasn't like that. But um... here. He put this in my pocket." I took
Kaito's card from my pocket and handed it to him. It made him sigh even
deeper. He studied it then put it in his pocket with a nod. He took his
lunch container and then waved for me to follow him back to his office.


"I wasn't flirting, sir. I promise! I..." I started to explain but Mr. K held
up his hand to stop me.


"You are a very handsome boy. It is natural for you to attract suitors.
This is not your fault. You are young and from a very small town that
preserved your innocence. There are many in this city who will see your
innocence as an invitation," Mr. Khorasani explained.


"I think he was just being nice," I tried to reason. I must have sounded
desperate because Mr. K put his food down and reached to squeeze my
shoulder.


"His intentions were clear, and it is not your fault. I don't want you to
feel ashamed of your beauty or of what it inspires in other men. My son
chose the best and others will seek it as well. Your father was right to be
cautious of leaving you in Los Angeles," Mr. K explained.


"I love Ari! He's the only one I want," I exclaimed.


"Of course you do and he loves you very much. I will make sure you are
accompanied next time you are sent on an errand. Arisht is right to be
cautious with you. To me you are just an innocent boy, but to other men you
look like prey. Don't think about it anymore. I'll make sure you are
chaperoned. This is not something you are expected to stand up against. You
need a man's protection." He patted my back and then sat down to eat his
lunch.


I picked at mine, not feeling very hungry after all that. I felt guilty and
dirty. I knew Ari would be upset. I should have ignored Kaito and not let
him help me bring the food back. I had failed.


+++


"I'm stuck, baby. I try to get to you soon! These cars do not move, my
love," Ari said when he called late that afternoon. He'd gotten behind in
his meetings and traffic was exceptionally awful. I could tell he was
stressed, hungry, and exhausted.


I felt so bad for him. His brothers and my new friend Dylan were coming
over soon for pizza and the game. I really just wanted to get him home and
go to his bed and do more of what we'd done that morning. I knew it was
important to make a friend here outside of the family. My dad would be so
happy for me and from our phone calls it sounded like he was doing well
back in Desert Springs.


I talked to Ari until his brothers came with the pizza and a ton of beer.
They found me in the kitchen leaning against the counter and heard me
talking to Ari while he inched along in traffic. Sajad set the pizza boxes
down and came towards me motioning for me to give him the phone. I told Ari
his brother wanted him and I passed Sajad the phone.


"Hello, little one." Arash smiled at me and set down a box of beer bottles.
He pulled me in for a hug against his warm cave of muscles. I was worried
about Ari and his brother's arms felt good. He held me for a long time and
kissed my cheek.


I helped him put the beer into the refrigerator and talked to him while
Sajad was on the phone with Ari. Sajad was laughing and yelling in their
language. I knew Ari was probably annoyed with him, but when a Khorasani
man asks for the phone, I pass him the phone.


Arash kept me company and kept his hands on me. He touched my shoulders,
the center of my back, pulled me in under his arm, rubbed my chest, and
calmed me. He felt free to comfort his younger brother's boy physically
without fear of upsetting Ari. I was learning this rule with them.


We went out to the living room to find Mr. Khorasani greeting Dylan. The
two spoke in Farsi and Mr. K was showing him something on the wall. Dylan
was from their culture and seemed to be well-mannered. He nodded happily as
Mr. K went on talking. They stopped when they realized we had come in.
Arash nudged me towards Dylan.


"Hey, Lukas. What's up?" Dylan nodded at me then came toward me to engage
in a complicated bro handshake that I fucked up. He laughed and winked at
me.


The doorbell rang again and I thought it was Ari, but it turned out to be a
white guy about Ari's age named Jace. He was tall, handsome, and built like
the other men. He looked me over but didn't address me until Arash
introduced me and said I was "Ari's boy." Jace just nodded at that and
waved at me. He seemed to look at me almost like he didn't approve. He
shook Dylan's hand and talked to him, but ignored me. I could tell he
didn't like me.


Sajad put on the "football match" which turned out to be a soccer game.
Dylan and I got pizza and sat in the kitchen with Mr. K while the other
guys grabbed pizza and beer then headed back to the living room.


Dylan told me about the high school I hoped to go to. He said there were
lots of clubs to join and people were mostly chill. He said it was mostly
Asians, Persians, and Armenians but they wouldn't be rude to me and he
would introduce me to his friends. He didn't know much about the track team
or running club, but he knew they existed. Dylan said he was on the
wrestling team and was in the weightlifting club.


"He bothers me," Sajad interrupted us as he came back into the kitchen. He
set my phone on the table and I saw Ari had been messaging from traffic.


"Don't torture your brother," Mr. Khorasani admonished his son. He took the
phone from me and typed something back to Ari without letting me read the
messages. I was a child here.


"He seems pretty protective of you," Dylan said as he sipped a can of
sprite.


"I guess so. He's stuck in traffic and probably hungry," I shrugged. Sajad
went back to the game.


"I dated a guy like him for awhile. I couldn't handle it," Dylan whispered
as Mr. Khorasani got up from the table and called someone (probably Ari) on
my phone.


"Really?" I leaned in. Dylan wasn't a shrimpy guy like me.


"It's pretty intense sometimes. I didn't like feeling locked down. He
didn't get along with my friends, but my family liked him. I just broke up
with him a few weeks back," Dylan said and looked a little sad.


"I've never dated a guy like him. I mean I've never really dated, but
definitely not a guy like him." I admitted. Mr. K was ignoring us and
talking in Farsi.


"It's hot at first. But he took over so quickly and I didn't even realize
it until my friends were getting pissed at me for ignoring them. I got lost
in him. I need more independence. At least your guy let you go to the lgbt
club." Dylan said as he got up to get more pizza.


"Well my dad wants me to move back to Desert Springs when the school year
starts, so we're trying to show him I can make friends and do well here," I
said.


"That's intense. I'd hate to be stuck out in the desert," Dylan shook his
head and grabbed more pizza. "I'd go nuts out there."


"There's like two out guys in my old high school. I have friends but my dad
doesn't really approve of them because they get in trouble. No one really
bothers us, they just kind of ignore us. I can't imagine dating anyone
there, especially not after Ari," I confessed.


Mr. Khorasani stepped out to make a phone call and the conversation took a
dirty turn in his absence.


"You like the control he has, don't you?" Dylan asked with a smirk.


"It's so hot, dude," I laughed.


"I used to like that to, but now I'm not a boy like that anymore. I like to
be the one in control now. Especially hot muscle guys. They act all tough,
but they're so easy to break down. They just beg you for it. It's the best.
They'll do anything to get my cock. I couldn't go back with a man like
Ari." Dylan went for more pizza and left me there with a lot to think
about. He'd been a pussy boy but now was a man. Would that happen to me as
I got older? Would Ari let it happen?


It was kind of cool hanging out with Dylan. He was easy to talk to and Mr.
K supervised but pretended to be distracted by his phone. I noticed that he
rarely left us alone in the kitchen after his phone call.


Ari came in and found me laughing with Dylan. He nodded at Dylan and
clapped his hand on Dylan's shoulder as they exchanged greetings in Farsi.
He kissed my forehead and put his hand on my head like a pet. He complained
about the traffic and spoke with his father in Farsi as he got his pizza
and a beer.


"What are they saying?" I whispered to Dylan who had an interested smirk on
his face.


"He's complaining that his father sent him off so far and he missed time
with you... The father is saying it's his job and he should have planned his
week better... Ari is saying he should have taken you with him like he
wanted... Father says you are not his son's pet... Ari says you are his to
decide for and not his father's son... Father says you are under his care
until you return to your own father... Ari says for me to stop translating
for you," Dylan finished with a guilty laugh.


I looked over at Ari and saw him eyeing me with a laugh so he wasn't too
upset.


"My little spy can learn Farsi if he want listen in on my family
discussion. No cheats!" Ari laughed and shoved pizza in his mouth.


"You'll teach me?" I asked.


"Never. How will I discuss you if you understand what I say? I would have
to switch for Arabic!" Ari shook his head but gave me a kiss on the
forehead, leaving a smear of pizza grease. He took his plate and went to
change out of his suit. He nodded for me to follow.


"I need to... pee," I said and left to follow Ari. Dylan just nodded knowing
what I was going to do.


"I'll check out the game and that cute white guy," he laughed and went out
to the living room. Mr. Khorasani followed him. The boys were always
supervised here.


I followed Ari to his room. He held his door open for me while holding his
beer and balancing his plate on his arm. He set his food down and then
closed the door behind us.


"I miss time with you and your new friend. He seem ok. My father approves.
I think he is good for you. He does not hold eyes for my boy," Ari said as
he unbuttoned his shirt and took off his tie. He tossed them on a chair and
then unbuckled his pants. He looked tired and stressed out.


"I missed you too," I said and walked towards him. He started to undo his
pants, but I put my hands there and unbuttoned them for him. He reached for
his beer while I slid down his zipper and let his pants fall to the floor.
He sighed happily after taking a swig of his drink.


"Is so nice come home to my love," Ari said as his pants fell down his
muscled thighs. He leaned back against the dresser and I knelt to untie his
shoes. He had on black briefs with an awakening bulge in the front. I
rubbed my cheek against it and looked up at him while I fumbled with his
shoe laces.


"So beautiful, my boy. Princess makes my coming home best part of the day."
Ari put a hand on my hair and pet me as he sipped his beer. I took off his
shoes and he stepped out of his pants. I nuzzled my nose in just under his
cock and got a heavy hit of his balls.


"You smell so hot. Is that gross? It's just... the sweat and your cologne
mixed together... I just want to lick it," I admitted and stared up at him
with blue eyes full of lust. His musk from a hard day of work hit my senses
like a jolt of electricity. I kissed his thighs and he pet me while sipping
his beer.


"Is natural for a boy to be attraction to the smell of a real man. It
overwhelm your little princess brain. You are no accustom to how a real man
smell," Ari growled in that Persian daddy tone.


"It's crazy... I can't help myself," I confessed. I was so fucking hard just
from inhaling his lap.


"I am man. Is my job to please my princess like she beg for. My body is
made for you as yours is for me. You always are so clean for me and ready
to please. I love my Lukas," Ari smiled. His posture relaxed and he started
to get playful with me. He gripped my hair and guided my lips along the
growing shaft of his bulge. I lipped at it and licked the salty fabric. He
was pretty rank but it made me so hard.


Ari held his beer in one hand and kept the other gripping my hair as he
turned me and walked me slowly on my knees over to the bed. He sat on the
edge of it and spread his thighs, keeping my face buried in his briefs.


"You need your bottle, baby? You need your dinner from daddy?" he asked. I
nodded and begged... though my mouth was muffled by his bulge. He laughed
at my attempts but kept my head between his thighs.


"I am so hard today thinking how hot it is to play with the pussy I own. I
want always to wake up and snack on my princess. So beautiful, my baby. I
wish we can play but the others wait for us out there," Ari reminded me
that we had a house full of guests.


I tried to answer, but he kept my face planted in his bulge and I slurped
at the fabric outlining his shaft. He moved me to where the tip poked out
over his thigh. I lapped at it and tasted his precum.


"So hard to stop you. You feel so good on me," Ari said. He pumped my head
three times then pulled me back. I gasped and looked up at him with
helpless eyes. I needed him so bad.


"They'll forget we're here," I whined. "I think we have time."


"No, princess," Ari laughed. "We must be good. Soon enough you will be mine
and share my home. Then we play whenever we need  We must be good so you
are not sent home."


Ari leaned down and gave me a kiss then helped me to my feet. He took off
his socks and then put on a long-sleeved blue gym shirt that hugged his
pecs and abs. He pulled on a pair of sweatpants and then nudged me to the
bathroom. We washed up and he cleaned the sweat and precum off my face. He
fed it to me then wiped me clean  He finished his beer then led me to the
kitchen to get another one and more pizza.


We found his brothers and father with Jace and Dylan in the living room
with the soccer game over halfway finished. They ignored us when we came
in. Ari took the last open seat on the couch and then pulled me down to
squish between him and Arash. He put his plate of pizza on my lap and held
his beer while cheering on the team in red. He tried to feed me a bite of
his pizza, but I'd already had a slice and it was pretty greasy.


"Eat, little one!" He swiped it across my lips and then tried to poke it
in, but I refused. The game was pretty loud so we had a little privacy in
the corner of the living room, but Arash was keeping his eye on us with a
disapproving look.


"I already had some, but thanks," I declined quietly. He kept trying to
shove it in then smeared it over my cheek. I tried to wiggle away but he
used his other hand to tickle me and hold me against him. His father
laughed at me as I struggled to escape his son's hold. Ari was a steel
cage. There was little hope for escape.


"Your father says you must eat more. You need your pizza," Ari said with a
calm voice. He held me easily with one arm and used the other to try and
get the pizza inside me. He was showing me there was no point in struggling
against what he wanted. He was alpha and I would submit to his will  It
took little effort for him to keep me firmly planted in his lap, or
wherever else he wanted me.


"Noooo!" I whined. He used my protests to take advantage of my open mouth
and he put the pizza between my lips.


"Bite it. Take what daddy gives you... There you go... Good boy," Ari
whispered against my ear. I bit off a piece and he took the pizza slice
back. I chewed it and turned to glare at him.


"My face is sticky now. Gross," I whispered angrily. Ari just winked and
smiled. No shame.


"Princess," he mouthed wordlessly with those pillowy brown lips that knew
how to turn my asshole into a desperate pussy. He rubbed the sauce into my
cheek to show his approval for my obedience. Something happened on the game
because everyone suddenly yelled excitedly then groaned. I was too lost in
his eyes to check it. He used the distraction of the game to kiss me.


I saw Dylan sitting across from us by Jace and it looked like he was trying
to make small talk. The hunky white jock was more into the game, but kept
stealing glances at him. Whenever a commercial came on Jace would give him
attention and he smiled like he was interested. Dylan was showing him
things on his phone and the two looked like they were getting along well.
Jace looked at me once, but then turned his eyes back to the tv. I wondered
why he didn't like me.


Ari was oblivious to the other men. He divided his time between the game,
his beer, and nibbling on my ear with his greasy pizza lips. He managed to
get two more bites in me before the game ended.


+++


His mom came home from her girls night and Dylan said he had to head out.
Sajad offered him a ride since Dylan only lived down the street. The two of
them left together and Mr. Khorasani followed his wife off to bed.


"It is late, Lukas should be in bed soon," Mr. K warned as he left. Ari
grumbled, but sent me off to shower while he, Arash, and Jace went to the
kitchen for more beer.


I ran to the bathroom and scrubbed down quickly under the hot shower then
put on a tank top and pajama pants.


I got ready for bed then opened my door to hear the three guys laughing in
the kitchen. I crept down the dark hallway to listen.


"He gives you his number?" I heard Ari's voice laugh. "He's kinda young for
you, but you are slave for Persian cock!"


"He's 18 and a champion wrestler! Looked like he's got a thick bulge too.
Didn't even have to say I like to bottom, he seemed to know it. He told me
to show up at his skate park at sunset tomorrow to watch him and his
friends." Jace sounded excited.


I had completely misjudged the situation. Dylan wasn't crushing on Jace! He
was sniffing him out to fuck. Maybe that's why Jace ignored me. He knew his
place around the dominant men. He'd been trying to play coy with Dylan, but
the Persian boy knew what he was.


"You sound really into him," Arash spoke up.


"You must be careful. He is young and is friend to Lukas. I don't want that
this friendship is ruined for your poor behavior," Ari cautioned.


"Yours isn't even legal! And he looks fresh out of the box. That cock of
yours is going to break him in half. Definitely not a good starter one,"
Jace countered.


"Yes and I am careful with him. He is not like one night boys. I take my
time and raise him to be good boy. Lukas is very young and naive," Ari
started, but Jace interrupted.


"And gorgeous. You and your blonde boys with blue eyes!" Jace laughed.


"He is a beautiful boy. Do not treat him like the others you used," Arash
spoke up. His tone sounded light, but there was a hint of anger behind it.


"Of course I will not do this! Why you think this? I love him!" Ari was
getting agitated.


"I worry for him. He is good boy and we all care for him," Arash defended.


"Yes and he is MY boy and MY Lukas to take care for. I have not need for
you and father to tell me how I should do this! Always with the directions.
I am not young boy who is careless with his heart." Ari lit up with anger.
He and Arash switched over to Farsi and argued back and forth in low voices
to not wake his parents.


I didn't like Ari getting upset and I wondered about the other boys Arash
mentioned. What had he done to them and would he eventually do the same to
me? I leaned back against the wall, staying in the shadows. I hadn't
thought of him having other guys like me before we'd met. Of course he'd
dated other guys and had sex; Ari was a god. I just hadn't thought about it
before.


I was lost in my thoughts and bumped a picture frame on the wall. The men
stopped talking and saw me in the shadows. Ari came towards me.


"You should be in bed, little one. I come put you to sleep," he said.


"I needed some water... sorry, sir," I said. Jace and Arash watched us from
the counter.


"Yes, water then bed," Ari said.


"We should get going," Arash said. "My wife will worry."


"Me too... well no wife, but my dog will worry," Jace laughed. Ari said good
night to them. He hugged them and even kissed his brother's cheeks.


Arash came and hugged me next. He kissed my forehead and wished me sweet
dreams. Jace just waved a hand at me and said, "Nice meetin' ya." I nodded
at him.


Ari walked them to the door while I got water. He came back and led me to
the bedroom then tucked me in. He took a quick shower then came to lay
beside me. He was tipsy and let his hands explore me. He rubbed my bottom
and told me how pretty I was until I fell asleep in his arms. It felt so
good to fall asleep against his heartbeat.

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