AUTHOR'S NOTES:
And now we find out what happened when that gun went off. It was evil of me to make you wait. I freely admit that.
Liz! THREE DAYS! I'm DYING! And thank you so much for your help with this chapter. I know what I wanted to say and I'm glad you did too!
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WARNING:
This story is intended for an adult audience! There is crude speech, hate speech and adult sexual subject matter of a homosexual nature. If you are under 18 stop reading now!
AU/AH/OC
All characters from Twilight belong to Stephanie Meyer. I just take them out and play with them.
Chapter 21: Narrow Escape
Ten Minutes Ago
Pankaj drove the Bentley Azure carefully, but as fast as he could down the driveway of the al Gargawi estate. Behind him, his passenger gripped the back of the front passenger seat.
"Stop!" Samira shouted as they flew out onto the desert road.
"But, Missus," Pankaj started to protest.
"Stop, Pankaj! Damn you!" Samira shouted as she brought her fist down on the seat. The driver did as he was ordered and pulled quickly off the road.
"Let me out!" Samira commanded further. Pankaj leaped out of the car and pulled the driver's seat up for her. The Mercedes stopped behind them and Nasir jumped out onto the road.
"What are you doing?" Nasir spread his arms.
"Switch cars!" Samira ran toward him. "They will be looking for the truck. You have to take the Bentley. Hurry! Emmett!" she shouted. Emmett had gotten out as well and stood by his door. He ran around to join Nasir and Samira.
"Nasir! We don't have time to argue. They won't do anything to me. Do you have your passports? You should go directly to the airport," Samira spoke reason.
"Emmett, my briefcase!" Nasir pointed. Emmett rushed to retrieve it.
"Pankaj, get in the Mercedes. Take my sister home," Nasir ordered. The Indian was quick to obey.
"Allah protect you, my brother," Samira put a hand to his face as Emmett returned with the Louis Vuitton briefcase. She put a hand to Emmett's face as well. "Allah protect you both."
"Thank you, Samira," Emmett spoke with feeling.
"I love you, my sister. Come, Emmett. We must go," Nasir rushed to the car. "You will have to drive!"
"Okay," Emmett jumped in behind the wheel. "I've never driven one of these," he commented as Nasir slid in beside him. Emmett put the car in gear and hit the gas. Nasir looked back to see them spray sand up at the Mercedes as it rolled out right behind them.
"They will go a normal speed, but we should go fast," Nasir sat forward and started to go through his briefcase. "Allah, how could this go so wrong?"
"Nasi, I don't have any idea where I'm going," Emmett stated as they flew down the desert road.
"We are going to the airport. Al hamdu Allah that I have our passports in here!" Nasir fished them out.
"I don't know the way," Emmett confessed.
"I know the way, Habibi," he reached to take Emmett's hand. "I am so sorry about this."
"It's okay," Emmett happily spared one hand to entwine his fingers with Nasir's. "It's going to be okay."
"I hope so," Nasir shook his head. "Go faster."
Now
Samira gasped as the Land Cruiser flew past them. She grabbed the back of the front seat, and Pankaj struggled with the wheel, as they were run off the road. Samira watched the men get out of the SUV that stopped some fifty feet in front of them. She noticed that they were armed even as two more men walked up on either side of the Mercedes. One of them opened the driver's door and immediately pulled Pankaj out of the vehicle.
"Stop!" Samira shouted. She saw the man drop down, heard Pankaj give a grunt, and then jumped as a firearm discharged. "No! What are you doing?" Samira shrieked. She opened the back door only to have one of the men shove it back closed on her. "What are you doing?" she hung over the front seat to shout out the open driver's door. "You can't do this! You have killed my driver!"
Faraj looked down at that statement. He wondered why the man did not wear a dishdasha like all of them did. He rolled the body over against the front wheel. "Who the fuck is this?" Faraj opened the back door and pulled Samira out of the vehicle by her arm.
"Who are you?" Samira demanded. "You have no right to stop me!"
"What is your name?" Faraj still held his Glock, but did not point it at her.
"Samira al Dhaheri," she answered defiantly.
"You lie!" Faraj shook her.
"I am a married woman! I am being driven by my father's servant. You stop and accost a woman and kill my driver? If my husband does not kill you, my father will!" Samira shouted at him.
"Where is your brother?" Faraj demanded.
"I don't know!" she remained defiant.
"I am sorry about your driver," Faraj said simply.
"You are sorry!" Samira could not believe her ears.
"And I make you this promise. Your brother has brought shame on my family. When I find your brother, I will kill him myself, but not so quickly as this," Faraj let her go and turned away. "Don't kill anyone else unless I say!" he barked at his band. "Let's go!"
Samira climbed back into the Mercedes and reached for her purse. She started to sob uncontrollably as she pulled out her cell.
Emmett pulled the Azure up to the curb at the Arrivals level at Dubai International Airport. Nasir thought it less likely that someone would be looking for them here, than at Departures. They walked slowly and casually into the terminal, so as not to draw attention.
"What about the car?" Emmett asked as he rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt.
"Even if it gets towed, my father will get it back," Nasir said as they walked toward the escalators.
"I guess we have a lot of time to kill before our flight," Emmett commented. He knew the British Airways flight to London was well after midnight and it was now the middle of the day.
"Oh, no. We can't wait that long. We have to get out of here now," Nasir said quietly so as not to be overheard by anyone, as they boarded the moving stairway.
"Surely we're safe inside the airport, Nasi," Emmett reasoned.
"Sheikh al Gargawi is the Minister of Cabinet Affairs. He can shut down this airport with one phone call," Nasir explained the gravity of the situation.
"Oh," Emmett got it. Nasir pulled an address book out of the briefcase that hung from his shoulder.
"I am not supposed to have this number," Nasir dialed his cell and spoke to the person in Arabic. He gave a pleased nod and hung up. "The Minister is in conference with President His Highness Sheikh al Nahyan. That is a very good thing. That means nobody can get to him, so he can't get to us."
"Good," Emmett agreed. They walked off the top of the escalator and Emmett looked around. "So, what do we do?"
"We get the hell out of this country. I need to study the board," Nasir paused and read the giant display boards with international arrivals and departures listed on them. "Ah, good. This way," Nasir set off.
"Where are we going?" Emmett took up after his partner.
"There is a Cathay Pacific flight leaving for Hong Kong in less than an hour," Nasir informed.
"That's China. Don't we need a visa to go there?" Emmett asked as he strode beside his lover.
"Oh. I hope not," Nasir shook his head. "I don't think we do. I don't remember having to get one before. But we have different passports," he thought out loud. As it turned out, an Emirati citizen could stay for thirty days without a visa when traveling into the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region of the People's Republic of China. A U.S. citizen could stay for ninety days. The Airbus A340C was ready to begin boarding when Nasir purchased tickets for two of the last three seats in First Class.
"Enjoy your flight," the little Chinese Ticket Counter Agent smiled with her whole face as she handed over their passports, tickets and boarding passes.
"Thank you," Emmett gave a wave as Nasir picked up their documents and dashed.
"Let's get through security as fast as we can. I want to stop at a shop and get some western clothes," Nasir announced as they headed for security.
"Oh, yeah. We've got nothing. Not even a toothbrush!" Emmett realized. "What about all our things at the hotel?"
"The Madinat will ship them to us," Nasir was not at all concerned. "We didn't dare take the time to stop," he added.
Thirty minutes later Nasir wore a dress shirt and pants with his sandals, and Emmett carried a small leather bag that only contained Nasir's Emirati clothes. They were the last two aboard the big Airbus. A Chinese man only slightly taller than Seth handed them each a glass of champagne and directed them to their seats. They were most comfortable, and not unlike the suites aboard British Airways, with one distinct difference. There was a bench where a guest could sit and a table large enough that two people travelling together, could dine together. Before Emmett even sat down, he knew where he would be having dinner. Nasir gave Emmett seat 1A, as he knew his lover liked the window, and took 1D across the aisle. No sooner did Emmett step across the aisle to Nasir than the tiny Chinese man instructed him to take his seat.
"Okay," Emmett nodded to the steward. He turned to his partner. "I love you, Babe," Emmett bent down to kiss Nasir on his lips.
"I love you, Habibi," Nasir reached to catch Emmett's hand as he turned to return to his seat. "I am sorry this went so wrong."
"It's okay, Nasi. As long as we're together, it's okay," Emmett squeezed his partner's hand. He then crossed the aisle and took his seat. In only a moment the door was closed and the aircraft was sealed. There was the slightest flash of the lights on board as the aircraft switched over to it's own power. The jetbridge was retracted and the big jet gave a shudder as it was pushed away from the gate. Emmett breathed a sigh of relief and figured they were home free, until he looked over at his partner. Nasir sat nervously tapping the arm of his seat. Emmett furrowed his brow. They were safe now, weren't they?
"Good afternoon, Lady and gentleman. This is Min Sou, your Chief Cabin Steward. On behalf of Captain Tong Sai, welcome aboard Cathay Pacific flight six eighty four, Airbus Industry A three forty non stop service from Dubai to Mumbai, India, with continuing service to Hong Kong. Estimated flying time to Mumbai is two hours forty five minutes. The aircraft will be on the ground in Mumbai approximately one hour and ten minutes, and then our estimated flying time from Mumbai to Hong Kong is five hours twenty minutes. Please to put all tray table and seat back in full upright lock position in preparation for take off. Please to observe safety video," came the announcement which was immediately repeated in Cantonese. The video then finally played. The cabin staff ran through and snatched their still half full flutes of champagne. By the time the video played in multiple languages, the big jet was roaring down the runway. In no time the quad engined jet was airborne and heading skyward. Emmett looked to Nasir who was still nervously tapping the arm of his seat. Emmett waited patiently and just as soon as the fasten seatbelt sign went out he was up out of his seat.
"Hey, Babe. We're cool now, right? I mean, we're safe?" Emmett slid into the guest seat in Nasir's suite.
"I will not relax until we are out of Emirati airspace. It is not too late to order this plane to turn around," Nasir stated.
"Oh, shit. That could happen?" Emmett asked.
"Absolutely it could happen. His Highness Sheikh al Maktoum, the Emir of Dubai, is the Vice-President, and Prime Minister, and Minister of Defense. And, no doubt, sitting not more than two chairs from Sheikh al Gargawi at this moment," Nasir explained.
"Jesus," Emmett got it. Min came along then with two fresh flutes of champagne to make up for the ones confiscated prior to take off.
"Oh, thank you," Emmett smiled. He and Nasir both took a gulp. "I guess only time will tell. How long till we're far enough?"
"I guess I do not know. Until the plane is passed off to the next tower I suppose. Wherever and whenever that is," Nasir gave a shrug. "I feel lost without my laptop."
"I know. I should have called Seth before we took off. He'll be waiting for news. Huh," Emmett raised his eyebrows. "I guess we sure do have news. What's going to happen, Nasi?"
Nasir took a deep breath. "I am in real trouble. That's for sure. My father will hear about this very shortly. If he has not already," Nasir shook his head. "I do not know what he will do."
Emmett could see his partner's fear displayed on his face, and hear it in his voice. He leaned forward and reached to take Nasir's hand. "I'm here, Babe. Whatever happens, we'll get through it together. I will always stand at your side," he assured. Nasir looked to Emmett and a small smile graced his features.
"I love you very much, Emmett. I don't know what I would do without you," Nasir confessed.
"Well, you'll never have to find out. And I love you too. You know I do, with all my heart," Emmett squeezed his lover's hand.
"I know, Habibi. I am just afraid. My brother with my father," Nasir gave an involuntary shudder. "Let's just say I am very glad we got the hell out of there and are going home."
"Is Kasim gonna be a dick? I mean, Kasim's always a dick, but this is none of his business, right?" Emmett asked.
"He will make it his business. Kasim would take me into the desert as quickly as Faraj and Hakim would, for something like this," Nasir stated.
"Faraj and Hakim are Dimah's brothers?" Emmett asked to clarify.
"Yes," Nasir confirmed. "I hope Samira will be all right. They will be very angry with her for helping me. Sadiq will be furious."
"Sadiq is not cool? I kinda got the impression from Samira that he wasn't so bad," Emmett stated.
"He will very much not be cool with this," Nasir shook his head. "He will believe I used Samira and then abandoned her. Which is really the truth."
"He can't blame you for running in fear of your life, Nasi. None of them can," Emmett reasoned.
"They can and they will. They will all be insane with rage. Probably they already are," Nasir mused.
"Then we don't need them in our lives. I know they're your family, Nasi, but if they now know, and can't, or won't, accept you, then we are better off without them. I know that sounds harsh, Babe, and I am sorry for that. You're just like Seth really," Emmett held his lover's hand in both of his. Nasir slowly nodded, deep in thought.
"I am just like Seth. You know, Garrett once told me that hiding and denying who I am was the price I had to pay to keep my blood family. And I tried to do that for a long time. As horrible as this all is, in a way, I feel relieved. I don't have to hide anymore," Nasir smiled at his lover as Emmett squeezed his hand in silent solidarity. "There will never be anyone else in my life, who I cannot tell what a wonderful man you are, how happy you make me and how proud I am to be your partner. And about the life you have given me."
"That's so beautiful, Nasi. I'm proud to be your partner too. I don't tell you that enough," Emmett spoke.
"You do so much for me," Nasir gestured. "Look where we are. Anyone else would have left me when I came home with the news of my marriage. I am so stupid. When I think how I jeopardized what I have with you," Nasir shook his head. "You should have left me, but I am very glad that you did not."
"You're the love of my life, Babe. It's just that simple," Emmett smiled.
"And you are mine," Nasir agreed. He smiled at a sudden memory. "Your mother was so kind to me. When you were out with your brother in the snow, she told me that if I ever need a mutter who loves and understands me, I have one in her."
"She said that?" Emmett asked with a smile. "It sounds like her. All my family loves you, Nasi."
"I will certainly lose my own mother now. It is very nice to know I have yours," Nasir gave a small smile.
"Everything I have is yours, Babe. You got a loving, but a little bossy mom, a crazy old cat lady grandmother, a little brother that I think you think is just a little too cute, a sister in law who has her moments, a little baby nephew, and me," Emmett gave a shrug and smiled.
"I am most glad of all of it, especially you," Nasir smiled. Then his grin grew mischievous. "And my very sexy little brother who I would love to see naked. Maybe I will ambush him in the shower next year like Sethy did."
"Maybe I can even talk him into a three way with us," Emmett said with mock enthusiasm.
"Oh, could you, Habibi? That would be very nice," Nasir nodded.
"Okay, yuk now," Emmett shook his head. "I might need therapy after that," he gave a shudder.
"That's okay. I would never share you with anyone," Nasir smiled. "Not even your brother."
"I wouldn't share you either," Emmett agreed.
"Not even with Sethy?" Nasir teased.
"Oh, well, except Seth, yeah," Emmett teased back.
"And Garrett?" Nasir could not suppress his grin.
"Garrett, sure," Emmett nodded.
"Edward?" Nasir continued.
"Oh, certainly Edward," Emmett gave an exaggerated nod.
"The Czech bartender that works for Garrett and Seth, what's his name?" Nasir giggled.
"Milan, I think. Sure. And the pilot, and Pankaj and all the stripper boys at R Place," Emmett stopped and just looked at Nasir. Nasir giggled while Emmett shook his head at him.
"Will you gentleman dine with us?" Min leaned into suite 1D.
"Yes," Emmett nodded.
"Will you both be dinning here?" Min asked further.
"Yes," Emmett confirmed.
"Will you bring us more champagne also," Nasir held up his empty glass. Min gave a bow and went to fetch a bottle.
"You know," Emmett drained his glass. "This is going right to my head. I haven't eaten a thing yet today and I'm starving."
"Careful, someone might try to take advantage of you," Nasir gave a leer.
"Oh, yeah?" Emmett smiled.
"I seem to remember having your cock in my mouth for almost a minute," Nasir cocked an eyebrow. Emmett dropped a hand to his crotch. He said nothing as Min returned to pour them both a fresh glass and handed them menus. Min set their table with white linens and hey both ordered multiple courses. They slipped off their shoes and Emmett held Nasir's feet between his own while they ate. In what seemed like no time at all, the cabin crew began to clean up in preparation for landing in Mumbai. Emmett returned to his seat and fastened his seatbelt as Min instructed. He watched out the window as the aircraft drifted down into India and finally touched down in Chhatrapati Shivaji Airport in Mumbai. The four powerful engines slowed the aircarft down quickly and they taxied through the airport to an eventual stop.
Nasir was quick to cross the aisle into Emmett's suite before the aircraft became clogged with those passengers deplaning here. Emmett smiled as his lover sat down across from him.
"Oh, here. Let me put the foot rest up," Emmett touched the button. He slipped off his dress shoes and Nasir slipped off his sandals. They put their feet up by each other's thighs. Nasir's feet were bare, while Emmett had on black dress socks.
"Here we are in India. I never thought I'd see this country," Emmett commented while he gently caressed his lover's bare feet.
"You are not seeing it now. Unless out an aircraft window counts," Nasir rubbed Emmett's feet as well. "Did you want to stop here, Habibi? I should have asked."
"No," Emmett shook his head.
"I do think we should stay over in Hong Kong one night. This is going to be a long trip home," Nasir stated.
"That's fine, Nasi," Emmett was agreeable. He ran his finger along the trail of black hair that grew down the top of his lover's foot. "Did I ever tell you that you have sexy feet?"
"I do?" Nasir smiled.
"You do, actually. You're kinda sexy in just sandals with dress pants too," Emmett played with the hairs that grew on Nasir's big toe.
"You know, you do too," Nasir pulled Emmett's socks off. "There. I love these big feet," he massaged them harder.
"Mmm. That feels good, Babe," Emmett leaned his head back on his seat.
"I especially love how they feel when you hold my feet with them. Like you did just then while we were dining," Nasir informed.
"Did I? I guess I didn't even realize it," Emmett confessed.
"Can I tell you how sweet it is, that you do such loving things without even thinking about it?" Nasir smiled.
"Yeah?" Emmett displayed his dimples.
"The day we met and went to dinner, you asked me to take off my shoes, so you could hold my feet with your feet while we ate. I was blown away. No one had ever done that to me before. I think that might have been the moment you captured my heart," Nasir spoke sincerely.
"I do remember that," Emmett smiled at the memory.
"I will never forget it," Nasir spoke softly. He looked down at the foot he massaged with his fingers. A smile spread across his face.
"What?" Emmett asked.
"I also like that when people see these big feet and your big hands, they know what a big dick you must have," Nasir grinned.
"Only you know for sure," Emmett commented. "And you're just as big as me, sexy Arab guy."
"I am not as big as you," Nasir disagreed.
"Not as thick maybe," Emmett conceded.
"There is no maybe about it," Nasir countered. He leaned back and just admired his lover's muscular form for a long moment. "The first thing I want to do in Hong Kong is get some clothes! These pants are making me crazy."
"What's wrong with these pants? They look nice on you," Emmett observed.
"It's not the pants. It just feels very strange to be in dress pants with no underwear," Nasir informed. Emmett's face lit up.
"Oh! That's right. You don't have any underwear! You so should not have told me that," Emmett pointed at him. "You are the one who's gonna get his dick sucked on this plane!"
An Indian woman in a sari, dragging a large bag and three small children behind her, straggled far behind the press of people, who were all otherwise now off the plane. The look she threw over her shoulder made it clear she had heard Emmett's last statement. Both men burst out laughing.
"I changed my mind," Nasir ran his hand up into Emmett's pantleg.
"What did you change your mind about?" Emmett bit.
"Obtaining clothes is the second thing I want to do in Hong Kong," Nasir smiled.
"Oh, yes. Me too. I would very much like to finish what we started in my hotel suite," Emmett rubbed his crotch. "My balls are starting to ache for you."
"My lips ache for your balls," Nasir gave a leer. Then a thought struck him. "And while I am thinking about you naked in a hotel suite, I guess I should arrange for one," Nasir pulled his cell from his pocket and powered it on. "Do we want to stay at the Peninsula?"
"If I knew what that was," Emmett commented.
"You will like it," Nasir assured. Then his cell rang in his hand. His happy smile was replaced by horror. "Allah! It is Kasim!" he just stared at the ringing phone in his hand.
"Are you going to answer him?" Emmett asked.
"No!" Nasir was emphatic with a strenuous shake of his head.
"Want me to?" Emmett asked with an aggressive edge to his voice. He was fully prepared to protect his partner. If Nasir's brother wanted to be an ass, that was just fine, but Kasim would have to come through him first. Nasir did not answer and silenced the ring. He touched the button to dial his voicemail.
"I have nine messages. Allah," Nasir began to listen to them. "The first is from Samira," he informed. His eyes went wide as he listened. "La Allah!"
"What is it? Is she okay?" Emmett was alarmed by the look on his partner's face.
"They have killed Pankaj!" Nasir revealed.
"What?" Emmett sat forward. He was gripped by sheer horror and it was clear on his face. "Nasi! What? Oh my God! What happened?"
"One of Dimah's brother's friends thought he was me," Nasir continued to listen to the message. "And put a bullet in his head."
"Jesus Christ! Nasi!" Emmett put a hand to his forehead. He shook his head in disbelief. Emmett knew the Emirates could be a dangerous place, but he thought a family servant, who had nothing to do with anything, would have been safe. "Nasi, Pankaj died for us! A man died for us!" he shook his head again. "Jesus, poor little Ashok!"
"Oh!" Nasir had forgotten that they were a secret couple. "Poor little Ashok. And they were so sweet together. You saw them. Now is my father. He commands me to come home at once," Nasir listened further and narrated. "Now is Kasim. I had better come home alone."
"Nasi, we have to find a way to do something for poor little Ashok," Emmett put his hand over his heart. The thought of the young man who had lost his lover and could let no one know, or see him mourn, disturbed him greatly.
"I do not know what we could do, Habibi," Nasir shook his head.
"If only we could get him out of there," Emmett thought out loud.
"Now is Kasim screaming at me again to come home alone," Nasir relayed.
"You are not ever going back there alone. You are never going back there at all, if I have anything to say about it," Emmett stated.
"I would never get out alive," Nasir spoke the simple truth and shook his head. "Kasim again," he listened in silence while his lover held his bare feet. At last he lowered the phone. "All the rest are from Kasim."
"I can just imagine," Emmett commiserated.
"So sweet he is, my dear older brother," Nasir shook his head.
"What did he say?" Emmett asked.
"He called us both, very unpleasant things. I should call Samira," Nasir scrolled to his sister's cell and touched the button to dial.
"Nasir, you goat fucking faggot! Where are you?" the male voice screamed through the phone. Nasir's eyes went wide and he quickly hung up. Emmett could not make out the words, but heard the loud voice come through the phone and knew it was not Samira.
"Who was that?" Emmett asked. From his lover's shaking hands, he had a pretty good idea.
"Kasim! He has Samira's phone," Nasir stated. Then the cell in his hand rang again. "And now he is calling me with it!" Nasir silenced the ring and shut the phone off. "She is with them and they have taken her phone from her. I can only imagine the hell she is catching because of me," he spoke regretfully and shook his head.
"I wish we could talk to her," Emmett stated.
"It may be a very long time before we get the chance. Sadiq will be every bit as furious," Nasir gave a sigh. "Allah, how could this have gone so completely wrong?"
"Don't beat yourself up, Nasi. None of this is your fault," Emmett spoke firmly. "None of it," he read the look on his lover's face and softened his tone. "I know you feel bad. I do too. I don't want to see anything happen to Samira. She really tried to help us and I will always love her for that. But, your dad and your brother are the way they are. You can't change them, much as we might like to."
Nasir just looked at his partner's loving face for a long moment. "I don't know what I would do without you," he spoke softly.
"We already covered that," Emmett smiled. He rubbed both of Nasir's feet a moment. "Oh, I should call Seth," Emmett pulled his phone from his pocket. "Wait. It's really early at home, isn't it?"
"I doubt they will be up yet," Nasir agreed.
"I'll just send him a text," Emmett decided out loud.
"I'll call the hotel," Nasir stated. Emmett flipped open his phone and began to type.
Hi, Sweetie
Things did not go quite according to plan
Had to get out quick
Don't worry, we are okay
I will call you when we get to Hong Kong
Big hug
Em
It was not long before people began boarding for the overnight flight from the sub-continent to Hong Kong. Nasir stayed right where he was until Min finally told him to return to his seat. In short order the A340 was airborne again. No sooner had the fasten seatbelt sign gone out, and Emmett stood up in the aisle, than Min intercepted him.
"Would you gentleman like something further to eat? More champagne? Perhaps I make your beds?" Min gave little bows as he spoke.
"More champagne would be nice," Nasir spoke up.
"The bed sounds really good, actually. I feel like I haven't slept much lately," Emmett confessed.
"That is my fault, Habibi, and I completely agree with you," Nasir added. Min took their packaged sleep suits from their individual suite closets and handed them over.
"Here you are, gentleman. For your comfort and convenience. You can change in rest room. One at the time, please," Min instructed and then headed off to fetch their champagne.
"Now, why do you suppose he felt the need to add that?" Emmett smiled.
"He sees the hunger in my eyes when I look at you," Nasir surmised with a leer.
"I was just going to say that. You go ahead first, Babe," Emmett gestured.
When Nasir returned in the dark green sleep shirt and pants, he looked just a little uncomfortable. He pulled at the long sleeved shirt as he walked up to the seats that had been transformed into beds.
"I do not like this shirt at all," Nasir confessed.
"I'm not even gonna put it on. I wish we had a tee shirt, or tank top, or something like that," Emmett stated. "I'll be right back, Babe," he took their carry on bag from Nasir and headed forward to the lavatory himself. The little bag grew full as clothes continued to be added to it. Emmett put on the sleep pants and returned to the aisle bare chested. He held the shirt up. "I don't think I could squeeze into this if I had to."
"Into bed with you, my big beautiful American, before I rip those pants off you too," Nasir threatened. Emmett's smile faded as he contemplated that. Nasir sat down on his bed and pulled the snug shirt off over his head.
"That is much better," Nasir ran his fingers through his hair. Emmett sat down beside him.
"Can we maybe, just sit up all night," Emmett rubbed his lover's bare arm.
"I thought you were tired, Habibi," Nasir put his arm around Emmett.
"I am. I very much am, but, I just don't want another night without you beside me," Emmett confessed.
"I know, Habibi. I need you too. I really do," Nasir leaned his head on Emmett's broad shoulder and gave a sigh.
"I have a solution. C'mere," Emmett rose, took Nasir's pillow and crossed to his suite. He used both pillows to make a prop, lifted the duvet and climbed into his bed, sitting up against what was now the headboard. "C'mon," Emmett spread his legs and patted the bed. "Sit down here and lean back against me."
A smile spread across Nasir's face. "Okay," he did as he was bid and settled in between Emmett's legs and leaned back against the massive chest. Nasir pulled the duvet over them both and leaned his head back on his lover's shoulder. Emmett wrapped Nasir in his arms.
"There. This is nice. Now that I have you in my arms, right where you belong, I can relax," Emmett confessed.
"You make me feel very loved and very safe, Emmett," Nasir rubbed the arms that held him.
"You are very much both, Nasi," Emmett spoke softly into his lover's ear before he kissed it. With Nasir against his chest and his arms wrapped around the darker man, both men could feel the other's heartbeat, and the slow rhythmic rising and falling of their breathing. Soon the two emotionally, mentally and physically exhausted men were asleep.
They were able to sleep only a little over three hours. "Morning, good morning, morning," Min sing-songed down the aisle. The sun was only just beginning to rise outside the windows, which meant it had not yet on the ground below.
"Oh, man," Emmett stretched. Then he groaned. The soreness from his very hard workout in the Madinat healthclub was setting in. Nasir smiled as he felt Emmett's muscles flex beneath him, one in particular.
"Hmm, my habibi is a big boy this morning," Nasir observed.
"When you are touching me, it's unavoidable," Emmett kissed the darker, bare shoulder. Nasir shifted just a little to slip his left hand behind him. He heard Emmett's sharp intake of breath as his fingers closed around the fat erection through the thin material of the sleep pants.
"Oh, Jesus, Nasi," Emmett leaned his head back against the seat as his lover groped him. "My balls are getting bluer by the second. Will you go get dressed, please."
"I can't get up right now," Nasir stated. And Emmett knew why.
"Oh no?" Emmett ran his hand down his lover's body beneath the blanket and into his sleep pants. He found just what he knew would be there. Emmett's hand wrapped around Nasir's wood as he gave wet kisses down the side of Nasir's neck.
"Habibi, I like that so much. I don't ever want you to stop touching me, but if you don't right now, we will never get out of this bed," Nasir spoke softly with his head back against Emmett's shoulder.
"Okay, Baby," Emmett let go of Nasir's bone and slowly pulled his hand out of the sleep pants. He drew his fingers up his lover's happy trail and even more furry chest. This did nothing to alleviate either of their erections. "Fuck, do I want you."
"Me too," Nasir agreed and tried to relax. He turned his head as his lover suddenly laughed behind him. "What?" Nasir asked.
"I just realized that we've been sleeping apart on these airplanes, and hating it, for how long now, and it was this easy!" Emmett observed.
"Oh!" Nasir laughed with him. In another moment he rose from Emmett's bed and carried their bag in front of him to the lavatory to change back into his western clothes.
"You gentleman like some coffee, maybe some breakfast?" Min stuck his head in Emmett's suite.
"Yes, please. Strong European style coffee and something light, maybe some rye toast and butter," Emmett answered.
"My pleasure, sir," Min smiled and moved on.
Soon they were both in their streetwear and seatbelted back into what were again seats. Emmett watched as the aircraft descended closer and closer to water. The new the Hong Kong International Airport was on a man made addition to an island stuck out in the sea. Land appeared beneath them just seconds before wheels hit the tarmac. The engines reversed thrust and they were soon slowed down, and turned off the runway.
"Lady and gentleman, welcome to Hong Kong. Local time now six oh seven AM. Please to remain seated until aircraft come to a complete stop at gate. Hong Kong is terminate point of Cathay Pacific flight six eighty four. Cathay Pacific hope you enjoy your stay in China. We know you have choice in the sky and thank you for flying Cathay Pacific," Min gave his spiel first in English.
Emmett slung the small leather bag over his shoulder while Nasir did the same with his little Louis Vuitton briefcase, and soon they walked down the jetbridge. Like in London, Emmett and Nasir could pass through Passport Control in the same line while entering the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region of the People's Republic of China. Emmett held Nasir's hand and smiled at him as they stood in line together. They walked directly to Customs, as they had no bags to claim, and were the first from their flight out onto the street.
"Ah, here we are," Nasir caught sight of the huge car. A Rolls Royce Phantom, in the signature dark green of the Peninsula Hotel, waited at the curb. The driver held a sign with Nasir's last name on it.
"I guess I don't have to ask what kind of hotel this is," Emmett commented as they walked up to the big car.
"I am Nasir al Qasimi," he announced himself to the driver.
"Ah, welcome to Hong Kong, sirs," the British driver in his gray uniform opened the back door for them. Nasir waited for Emmett and then joined him in the very comfortable back seat.
"This reminds me of our first date. We rode in a car just like this one, remember?" Emmett took his lover's hand.
"I do," Nasir nodded.
"I was so nervous. Just looking at you made me hard. I was like a teenager," Emmett laughed at the memory and Nasir laughed with him. The drive into Kowloon took half an hour. It was not even seven thirty in the morning when their Phantom pulled up before the impressive and historic Peninsula Hotel. A doorman got the rear door and they proceeded into the palatial lobby. Their Grand Deluxe Harbor View Suite on the 27th floor of the tower, by happy coincidence, had not been occupied last night and was available now. Nasir checked them in, obtained two keys, and they rushed for the elevators. Emmett touched the call button and they waited.
"Christmas comes before the elevators," Nasir spread his arms. It was, in reality, only a moment before the subtle ding signaled the arrival of an elevator. They waited again, for what seemed like an hour, for an elderly couple to slowly emerge from the lift, after which they all but dove into it. Emmett hit the sensor for 27 thirty times before the doors slowly closed.
"Thank Christ, I was gonna have to do you in the lobby!" Emmett was just as impatient. The lift rose swiftly and they emerged on the 27th floor.
"This way!" Nasir set off at a run and Emmett was right on his heels. Their corner sweet was at the end of the corridor and Nasir admitted them through the double doors. Within was an entry hall with a table and chairs and large gilt edged mirror, not unlike Seth and Garrett's home. Beyond that was a spacious dinning room and sitting room, with panoramic views of Victoria Harbor.
"Wow, Nasi, this is nice," Emmett walked into the dinning room. Nasir dropped his briefcase and pulled Emmett's bag off his arm. Emmett turned to him as he did this. Nasir was very aggressive and pushed Emmett onto the dinning room table.
"Hey!" Emmett did not expect this and stumbled back against the table. Nasir pushed him down flat and climbed up on the table on top of him.
"Nas-" Emmett's words were cut off as Nasir took his mouth with his own. Emmett whimpered as Nasir bit his bottom lip and probed as deeply with his tongue as he was able. Nasir took hold of Emmett's dress shirt and ripped it open. Buttons scattered across the table top and off the other side.
"Mmph," Emmett attempted to voice his protest, but Nasir only kissed him harder. Nasir spread the shirt open and gripped his lover's huge, smooth pecs.
"I love you," Nasir gave wet kisses down Emmett's strong jaw.
"I love you, Baby," Emmett leaned his head back.
"I want you," Nasir gave wet kisses down Emmett's throat.
"I want you too," Emmett breathed heavily.
"I will take you now," Nasir ran his tongue along the curve of Emmett's massive chest and brought his teeth down on Emmett's right nipple.
"Oh, fuck!" Emmett cried out. "Yeah, bite me!" he writhed beneath his lover as Nasir unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He reached into the tight pants to find Emmett's hard cock confined down his left pantleg. Nasir knew he would not be able to work the big dick out of it's prison like this. He climbed back off the table, took hold of Emmett's jeans and yanked them down. The big cock flipped up onto Emmett's abdomen. Nasir left Emmett's jeans about his knees. He moved forward and nuzzled into the full, smooth, loose scrotum. He ran his tongue beneath Emmett's heavy stones, over them and up the length of the big dick's sensitive cum tube.
"Ugh," Emmett's fat bone gave a jump and hit Nasir on his scruffy chin. Nasir took hold of it and gave the thick cock a stroke.
"You are leaking already!" Nasir ran his tongue through Emmett's wet slit.
"I'm so fucking horny, I'm surprised my jeans aren't wet," Emmett commented. Nasir gave another swipe of his tongue across the serpent's eye and went down on Emmett.
"Huh!" Emmett closed his eyes and put his head back as Nasir's lips stretched around his grith and pressed into his trimmed pubes. All nine of his thick inches sank down his lover's throat. Emmett gripped Nasir's head and held him fast. He knew Nasir could not breathe with his cock encased in his throat and did not hold him down long. Nasir loved every second that Emmett held him impaled on his iron hard spike.
"Ugh," Emmett relaxed his grip on Nasir's head and the Arab drew back slowly until he was all the way off.
"I love your big cock," Nasir lapped at Emmett's frenulum. Emmett sat up partially and reached down to take hold of Nasir's shirt. He pulled the dress shirt out of Nasir's pants and continued to pull until Nasir raised his arms and let it come off wrong side out over his head. Emmett cared only that his partner was losing his clothes as well and tossed it behind him, over the table.
"Suck my dick, Babe," Emmett bid. Nasir complied at once and took the big cock back in his mouth. Emmett leaned back on his elbows and let his head fall back as Nasir went down on him again.
"Oh, fuck, yeah," Emmett felt his lover's lips massage his shaft as Nasir's mouth moved up and down his straining pole. Nasir tasted Emmett's precum as the big weapon leaked in his mouth. He caressed the bulging cum tube with his tongue as he drew his mouth up and down Emmett's cock. Nasir held Emmett's swollen orbs in his palm as he sucked his lover. He grew more crazed with each passing second. He pulled his mouth off Emmett again and reached for the jeans that were yet about Emmett's knees.
"Allah! I have not made love to you properly since I came home from my fucking brother's wedding and fucked our lives all up!" Nasir yanked Emmett's shoes from his feet and threw each over his shoulders. He pulled Emmett's jeans off his legs, then lastly his socks and Emmett was gloriously naked. Nasir wasted no time in lifting Emmett's legs to get at his ass.
"Ugh, yeah," Emmett closed his eyes as his lover's tongue ran through his crack.
"Hmm!" Nasir was consumed with lust as he ran his tongue through the moist, hairy crack. He made a broad swath over Emmett's hole, up along his perineum and up to his big nuts.
"Oh, God, Nasi. Lick me," Emmett moaned. The scent and taste of his lover's most intimate place drove Nasir wild. He lapped at the quivering hole.
"Your ass drives me crazy!" Nasir washed his tongue over and over Emmett's hole as he gripped the back of Emmett's thighs tightly.
"I love that, Baby," Emmett encouraged. Nasir jumped back suddenly and all but ripped at his own tented pants. Emmett smiled as he saw the wet spot where Nasir had leaked right through the material of his new thin dress pants. Nasir dropped the pants and kicked his sandals off. He took hold of his drooling bone and began to stroke himself.
"Bring that dick up here," Emmett bid. He leaned up on his elbows when Nasir paused. "I can make you," he threatened. "Straddle me and fuck my face with that beautiful, long, leaking Arab cock," Emmett talked dirty. Nasir gave a smirk and rounded the table to climb back up from the other side. He straddled his partner with his knees on each side of Emmett's head and leaned down over his body on one hand. Nasir used his other hand to point his dick at Emmett's mouth. Emmett opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, but Nasir pulled his prick away.
"No. Close your mouth," Nasir stroked himself over Emmett's face.
"Nasi, I want to lick it, and suck it," Emmett protested.
"Not yet! Do as I say," Nasir commanded. Emmett complied and lay still with his mouth closed. Nasir jacked himself over Emmett's face until his precum threatened to drip. He lowered his hips and carefully smeared his clear syrup across Emmett's lips with the tip of his penis.
"Mmm!" Emmett very much liked his lover's joint on his face and ooze on his lips.
"Now open your mouth," Nasir instructed.
"That was hot, Babe," Emmett stuck out his tongue to lick at the head of his lover's bone. Nasir lowered his hips further to insert himself into Emmett's mouth. He then leaned down and lapped at the sensitive underside of Emmett's fat crank.
"Hmm," Emmett moaned with his mouth full of cock. Nasir sank down until his pole was completely sheathed in Emmett's throat and then pulled back. Emmett reached down and held his own cock up. Nasir immediately took him in his mouth. Emmett reached up to massage Nasir's glutes and encourage him to thrust his spear down his throat. Nasir sucked on Emmett's thick organ and used one hand to massage his heavy stones. The Arab top, who was on top, needed little encouragement to thrust into Emmett's throat as he fucked his lover's mouth. He gripped Emmett's nuts tightly and sucked the big crank harder. Emmett let his eyes roll back in his head. He was very horny and his lover had a most talented mouth and deep throat. He was the more turned on by his hot partner dominating his face and pumping his throbbing bone down his throat. Nasir felt Emmett's testicles tighten and Emmett saw Nasir's eggs climb up close to his shaft. Both men leaked freely into the other's mouth.
Nasir suddenly pulled his mouth off of Emmett's throbbing staff and lifted his own spear out of Emmett's mouth at the same time. "Allah! I could so come like this!"
"I'm about to lose it too, but I am very okay with that," Emmett confessed.
"No! I want this ass," Nasir pulled at Emmett's legs and he obediently lifted them. Nasir put his head down between Emmett's legs and licked from the big nuts, along his lover's perineum and down to his hole.
"Ugh!" Emmett felt his lover's tongue enter him. Nasir hooked his arms behind Emmett's knees as he shoved his tongue as far up his lover's ass as he could. He lowered his hips to rest his shaved sac on Emmett's face. Emmett at once drew one of the heavy stones into his mouth. Nasir felt the sensual tongue run around his trapped orb as he fucked Emmett with his tongue. Nasir lifted Emmett's ass right off the table in his hunger. He held Emmett's cheeks spread as wide as they could be while he probed inside his lover's body with his tongue as deeply as he was able. Emmett let the wet nut slip out of his mouth.
"Oh, God, Nasi! Fuck me now! I need you inside me," Emmett looked down as Nasir rose up from him and pulled the incredible tongue out of his ass. "Oh, shit," realization struck Emmett. "We don't have anything. What are we gonna use?"
"I will," Nasir leapt with amazing dexterity off of the table, "find something in the bathroom," he set off at a run. "Don't move!" he called back as he rounded the corner into the bedroom. In only a short moment Nasir was back with a small plastic bottle. Emmett had not moved and laid on his back on the table.
"What is that?" Emmett asked.
"Hydrating Mandarin body butter," Nasir squeezed some into his palm. "Your ass will smell like an orange, Habibi," he smiled as he rubbed his hands together.
"All I want my ass to smell like is your cum. Now give it to me!" Emmett commanded.
"You are going to get it all right, my beauty," Nasir easily inserted a lotioned finger into Emmett's already relaxed hole.
"Mmm," Emmett closed his eyes as the digit entered him. He gave a gasp and his eyes flew back open as Nasir's tongue traveled a wide swath up the sensitive underside of his cock. Nasir licked at the small pool of clear syrup that gathered beneath the serpent's head on Emmett's rippled abdomen. He looked up into Emmett's lust filled eyes and gave a smirk. He added a second finger to the first inside Emmett and took the big, leaking bone in his mouth.
"Oh, shit! Fuck!" Emmett felt the strong fingers massage his prostate while his throbbing organ sank down his lover's throat. Nasir began to suck Emmett with the same rhythm that he probed inside him with his fingers.
"Nasi, stop! Jesus! Just lick my balls, Babe. Lick my balls," Emmett pleaded. Nasir stilled his hand and pulled his mouth slowly off of Emmett's straining prick.
"You don't like me suck you, Habibi?" Nasir asked as he gave a wet kiss on the big snake's eye.
"I love you to suck me, Nasi. It's just you have me so close, if I don't come right now, I will within ten seconds of having you inside me. I gotta edge off," Emmett explained. Nasir only smiled as he began to move his fingers inside Emmett and lowered his face to the heavy nuts. He lapped at them while he massaged the stronger man's prostate.
"Oh my God," Emmett whimpered.
"Are you ready for me, Habibi?" Nasir mumbled into the smooth sac.
"Take me, Nasi. Don't be gentle. Fuck me!" Emmett commanded. Nasir pulled his fingers out of Emmett and applied more lotion to his own still very hard and drooling cock. Nasir stepped up to the edge of the table.
"Slide closer to the edge," Nasir took hold of Emmett's upraised thighs. Emmett complied and Nasir used his hand to rub the head of his prick over Emmett's hole.
"You like my cock inside you, Habibi?" Nasir teased with his words and his dick.
"You know I do. Quit fuckin' around!" Emmett ordered. Nasir gave a very sexy smile as he pushed himself into his lover's body. Emmett felt his lover's head penetrate his relaxed, but still tight, ring of muscle.
"Fuck, yeah. Don't stop. All the way. I need all of you!" Emmett cried. Nasir's eyes rolled back in his head as his shaft slid inside Emmett. He did not pause, but pushed in slowly. Emmett wrapped his legs around Nasir's torso and dug his heels into his butt.
"Deep!" Emmett pulled Nasir into him with his legs. "Fuck!" Emmett reached above his head to the other edge of the table as he held Nasir in place with his lover's hardness encased within him.
"Goh," Nasir leaned on the table as Emmett held him immobile, balls deep within the tight, hot, slick confines of his ass.
"You feel so good, Nasi," Emmett spoke with a thick voice.
"So do you, Habibi," Nasir agreed. The feeling of Emmett's body, as his hard prick was encased with it, nearly drove Nasir beyond thought every time. Emmett moved his legs from around Nasir and the Arab got the message loud and clear. He slowly pulled his spear back, and then sank back in again.
"Ugh, yeah. Fuck me now," Emmett urged. Nasir held to Emmett's thighs and began to thrust himself into his lover's body.
"Huh," Nasir closed his eyes as he pumped his throbbing cock into Emmett. He turned his head and licked at Emmett's hairy, lower left inside calf. He then bent over Emmett as he thrust into him. In this position he could not at all reach Emmett's mouth to kiss him, as he wanted, but he could reach his chest. Nasir closed his mouth over Emmett's left nipple.
"Oh, bite me again," Emmett bid. "Shit, yeah. Just like that," he felt his lover's teeth. Nasir pumped his throbbing cock into Emmett faster as he washed his tongue over his lover's erect nipple and bit down on it again. Without apparent reason, Nasir stopped all movement as he laid his face on Emmett's chest and panted.
"Allah, but you feel so good," Nasir lifted his face from the broad chest.
"So do you, Nasi," Emmett put a hand to his lover's face. He felt Nasir begin to pull himself out of his ass. "What are you doing?"
"Come to the sofa," Nasir took hold of his slick, lotioned cock, as he stepped back, and stroked himself slowly.
"Okay," Emmett rolled off the table. He strode, with his big dick leading the way, to the sitting room. "Where do you want me?"
"Kneel in front of it," Nasir bid. Emmett knelt down on the carpet and rested his head on his forearms that were crossed on the seat of the sofa. Nasir moved in quickly behind him and pushed himself into Emmett again.
"Guh," Emmett's eyes rolled back in his head as his lover's hard bone filled him again.
"I know," Nasir at once gripped Emmett's hips and began to thrust deeply into him.
"Oh, yeah. Fuck me," Emmett urged his top on. Nasir bent over Emmett and rested his chest on the muscular back. He reached around beneath Emmett to grip his left pec and take hold of the big, drooling dick. Nasir dug the fingers of his left hand into Emmett's pec and began to stroke him in time with his own thrusts.
"Shit, Nasi. Don't stroke me, Babe," Emmett held his eyes closed.
"Why not, Habibi? Will you come?" Nasir gave wet kisses across the broad back as he continued to thrust into Emmett and stroke him.
"Ugh. I will," Emmett squeezed his eyes shut.
"Huh. I might too," Nasir confessed as he increased the pace of both his thrusts into Emmett and the jacks on Emmett's joint.
"Nasi, I want to face you when I come," Emmett whimpered. He reached down to still the hand that jerked him toward orgasm, but there was nothing he could do to stop the steel hard post that jabbed at his prostate. Emmett knew he could come from that alone. Nasir just held Emmett's big throbbing organ as he sped up yet again.
"Hah," Nasir squeezed his eyes shut as his thrusts became erratic. Suddenly he pulled out of Emmett and fell back on the carpet. "Gah, Allah! That was close." He held his leaking crank tightly. Emmett took a moment to catch his breath before he looked over his shoulder.
"You look so hot like that," Emmett smiled. Nasir jumped to his feet.
"Come!" Nasir took Emmett's hand and pulled him to his feet. They were both leaking profusely and strings of precum fell from the heads of their swinging cocks as Nasir led his lover through the bedroom and into the black and white marble bath. The spacious bathroom had a big walk in shower, his and his sinks that framed a big oval whirlpool tub that sat in a clear glass extension off the corner of the room and building. A large marble deck surrounded the tub.
"Lay down right here on your back," Nasir pointed.
"Okay," Emmett laid down on the two foot wide lip of the tub. Nasir was quick to get into position behind him with one foot on the marble floor and the other in the dry tub. Emmett raised his legs as Nasir scooted up behind him. He looked into Nasir's excited wide eyes as he felt the man penetrate him with his hardness yet again.
"Ugh, yeah, Babe," Emmett closed his eyes as his lover's length took him again.
"Guh-uh," Nasir closed his eyes as his organ was sheathed within his lover again. He leaned down over Emmett's strong body for a moment to steady his quickened breath. In this position, Nasir could kiss his lover. He leaned down over Emmett and they both eagerly opened their mouths to each other. Emmett hungrily took his lover's mouth as he relished the feeling of being claimed by him. Nasir stuck his tongue as far down Emmett's throat as he could as he slowly pulled his spear back and sank back in again.
"Hmm," Emmett closed his eyes and moaned into his lover's mouth. It turned Nasir on no end when he made his lover do that. He picked up his pace as he thrust into Emmett's body.
Nasir broke their kiss and panted into Emmett's face, "Your ass loves me so much, Habibi."
"Not as much as your cock loves me," Emmett counted breathlessly.
"You don't even know," Nasir increased his pace again. "Huh."
"Ugh. Fuck me, Nasi," Emmett ran his hands over Nasir's shoulders. Nasir leaned back on the wide marble lip. At the same time Emmett brought his legs down and rested his feet on the marble behind Nasir.
"Hoh," Nasir closed his eyes as he thrust into Emmett from this partially reclined position. The muscles of his flat stomach drew tight as he bucked his spear into his lover's body.
"Oh my God!" Emmett's eyes went wide. In this position Nasir jabbed directly into Emmett's prostate every time. His own ignored cock throbbed above his rippled abdomen. Precum quickly slicked the treasure trail beneath his ever oozing head. Emmett was sure he would come without anyone touching his dick while Nasir drove into him like this.
"Ugh. Huh. Ugh," Emmett's eyes rolled back in his head as he turned his head from side to side.
"Ugh, Allah!" Nasir opened his eyes and looked down at his lover, the big, strong man he had reduced to a quivering mass as he drove his shaft into him. Nasir's mouth hung open and he stared unblinkingly as he fought to maintain control over his own muscles. Emmett whimpered as the stabbing post grew ever harder within him. Nasir wanted this to last. He leaned forward and held himself still, buried to the hilt within Emmett. He just held still and panted. Emmett did the same.
"I'm so close, Babe," Emmett reached a hand to Nasir's chest. "Fuck my cum right outta me. You feel so good inside me. Fuck me, Nasi," he bid.
"I am too close. I will come right now," Nasir slowly shook his head.
"Oh, yeah?" Emmett gave a mischievous grin. "Are you real close," he squeezed at Nasir's bone with his internal muscles.
"Oh, no!" Nasir squeezed his eyes shut.
"Is that cock ready to come?" Emmett moved his hips.
"No, Habibi! Hold still!" Nasir grabbed hold of Emmett's hips in an effort to control him, but it was to no avail. Emmett used his feet to brace himself and moved his body on Nasir's pole.
"Ah!" Nasir cried right at the edge. In that instant he knew that he was too charged up and Emmett was going to make him come. He knew the only way he could hold off his orgasm, would be outside of his lover's body. Nasir made the decision to pull himself out of Emmett. It didn't work. Nasir was too close and the sensation of pulling his length out of Emmett's ass pushed him over the edge. Nasir grabbed hold of his pulsing cock. He threw his head back as he blew out. "Yaa!" his jizz shot in a powerful bolt that painted a thick white line from Emmett's balls to his chest.
"Yeah! Come, Baby," Emmett encouraged. How Nasir had the wit he would later never know, but he quickly inserted his spurting organ back inside Emmett and buried himself balls deep.
"Haa!" Nasir cried as his load emptied deep within Emmett.
"Oh, fuck!" Emmett was not expecting that. The thought of his lover's beautiful squirting cock inside him, coupled with the pulse of that cock as it spewed against his already over stimulated prostate, pulled his balls up even tighter to his quivering bone. Emmett's entire body trembled. "Jesus! Fuck! I'm gonna come!"
Nasir opened his eyes at this and looked down on his lover's shuddering body. He reached for Emmett's twitching prick even as his own seed continued to spill deep inside his lover's body.
"Ungh!" Emmett's arched his back and blew out just as Nasir's hand wrapped around his erupting weapon. A heavy shot of his own juice streaked his torso next to Nasir's own stripe and hit him in the chin.
"No!" Nasir scooted back, pulling his own seeping rod out of Emmett's cum filled hole, and dropped down to take the big dick in his mouth. Nasir's lips closed around Emmett's thick rod just as a second jet of semen blasted forth.
"Yah!" Emmett lost all ability to reason as his spewing organ sank into his lover's mouth in the midst of his intense orgasm. His body thrashed on the marble lip of the big tub. Nasir gulped down Emmett's copious emission. As much as Nasir loved coming in his lover's ass, he loved to suck Emmett through his orgasm.
"Hah," Emmett's cream gushed into his lover's mouth. Nasir gulped down a mouthful of semen again and continued to gently suck the spurting bone as yet more spunk flowed into his mouth. Emmett lay utterly spent and his chest heaved as he came down from his orgasm. His jizz oozed into his lover's yet gently sucking mouth. He lay back on the lip of the tub with one arm inside the tub and the other hanging off the other side onto the marble floor.
"Mmm," Nasir moaned around the still rock hard penis in his mouth. He used his hand to help milk Emmett's every drop into his mouth.
"Ugh," Emmett panted. Nasir at last pulled his mouth off of his lover's yet hard joint and let it lay in the mess on his abdomen.
"I know," Nasir agreed. He leaned further over Emmett and licked at both streams of cum that streaked Emmett's chest. Emmett's eyes were only half open when his lover's mouth covered his own.
"Hmm!" Emmett wrapped his strong arms around Nasir as the darker man laid down on him and kissed him deeply. Emmett liked the feel and taste of Nasir's cummy tongue in his mouth. He caressed his lover's tongue with his own and licked through Nasir's mouth as much as he could. Nasir broke their kiss only to watch himself stoke the last of his own load which he wiped onto Emmett's cock with the head of his own. He then moved back down and took his lover's still hard prick back in his mouth.
"Oh, that's so nice, Nasi," Emmett murmured as Nasir sucked him gently. He put his hands on Nasir's head only to ruffle his fingers through his lover's thick hair. Nasir at last pulled his mouth off of Emmett again and smiled down on his big, spent partner.
"I think we need a shower," Nasir patted Emmett's firm thigh.
"I wonder if I can get up," Emmett took Nasir's hand. "That sure was worth the wait. You are incredible, Nasi. I don't think I tell you that enough."
"If that is so, then it is because I have such an inspiring lover," Nasir bent down to give the snake that just now began to soften a wet kiss.
"Mmm," Emmett smiled. Nasir rose and crossed the bathroom to turn on the shower. Emmett just lay there and watched Nasir warm up the shower.
"Babe, would you mind if we laid down for a while after our shower. I know you wanted to shop to replace our things, but I really am spent," Emmett requested.
"Habibi, I am exhausted. I would like nothing more than to lay down with you," Nasir crossed back to the tub and took Emmett's hand again. "Now, let's clean up."
Emmett rose and followed Nasir across the bathroom and into the shower enclosure. Just as soon as they walked into the streams of water, Emmett grabbed Nasir in a vice tight hug from behind and held him fast. Nasir held Emmett's crossed arms with one hand, and reached around behind to his lover's firm, round butt with the other. He leaned his head back on the broad, muscular shoulder. Emmett closed his eyes and put his head against his lover's. He just held Nasir for several minutes and enjoyed the scent of their love on them both.
"I love you so much, Nasi," Emmett whispered.
"I love you, my big beautiful Emmett," Nasir reached up to put a hand to Emmett's face. Together, sated and safe in Hong Kong, they stood under the warm spray of the shower.