Culture Aftershock

by jtrue

A sequel to Culture Shock. Emmett McCarty's Emirati partner Nasir has a new job and a green card, but will their lives together be as easy as they think? And what will happen to Seth and Garrett? SLASH LEMONS MA

7. Chapter 7

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

So, I am very well aware that it is taking less time for Prince William and Kate Middleton to get married than it is for Emmett and Nasir. This chapter was mostly done, save for the lemon, a good long time ago, but I have been concentrating on writing wedding events rather than finishing this up and posting it. So, my apologies for that, everyone.

I am glad that so many of you miss Nasir. I do too. He comes home in this chapter and it's as lemony as you would expect.

Big, warm hugs to my sister triplets. Miss Liz, thank you for all your time and dusting. Miss Maureen, I have kids coming together at the wedding. The questions should start coming fast and furious now.

Anyone who has not read the incredible Equal & Opposite, or is not now reading the brilliance that is Errors & Omissions should go do so right now. Links to both stories are in my profile.

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 Stephenie Meyer. I just take them out and play with them.

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Chapter 7: Home is where the Hard On is

Nasir tapped the foot of his little stem glass and leaned his head back against the seat as he sat impatiently in the first class cabin on the Delta 737-800. One could have only so many mimosas and it was just too early to drink anything else. Although, for his body and internal clock it was in fact lunchtime. His flight had taken off from John F. Kennedy International Airport at seven thirty that morning, local time, which had seen him out of Manhattan well before dawn. It seemed the closer his transcontinental flight drew to Seattle and his home, and more importantly the love of his life who was waiting for him, the more his body seemed to buzz with need. This was not entirely unfamiliar to Nasir. This was not the first time work had taken him from Emmett's arms and it would not be the last. Nasir was aware that he had been tapping his own foot rapidly on the floor for the last hour. He felt like a caged and starving Lion, ready to spring. It occurred to him that it was worse this time for two reasons. It had been two weeks and his mind and body and very soul hungered for Emmett. That and the fact that he had to fly back to New York on Monday, giving him only the better part of this weekend to be with his partner.

Nasir would have flown out yesterday, at the end of the work week, but for a command performance dinner with Jonathan Tisch. He did not want to wait until Saturday morning for this interminably long flight. It struck Nasir, as he had that thought, that flying home to Emmett from overseas, indeed even the Emirates, had never seemed so long as this six hour flight. He was sure that on those occasions the fact that he was not coming home for just a matter of hours, had something to do with it. Of course, this surprisingly small aircraft could also have something to do with it as well, he reasoned. At least he had flown to New York on a 757. This jet was half that size. Nasir thought he was at the wrong gate at first, when he saw it. At least on a wide body or jumbojet he felt there was the space to get up and move around, even if he didn't actually do that.

It was difficult to remain still in his seat when he felt the aircraft begin it's initial approach to SeaTac International. It seemed to take an eternity for the small jet to pass through the layers of gray clouds on their final descent into the airport. And then it seemed like they must have driven around the airport three times as they taxied to their gate. Nasir gave a sigh when he saw the parked Lufthansa A340, which looked impossibly huge from this small plane, outside his window as they passed by. He never would understand why the Delta gates were in the same South Satellite building as British Airways and all the other overseas airlines. From his seat in first class, he would be off the plane before all the other passengers, but that would only get him down to the transit level to wait for the same train they all had to take to the terminal. Nasir's seat belt was long since unbuckled when the jet came to a stop at the gate. He all but flew from his seat to retrieve his Louis Vuitton briefcase from the overhead compartment. And waited. Nasir closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself as he stood and waited with every other impatient passenger for the jetbridge to be attached and the door to finally be opened. He was conscious of the fact that he was an Arab and looked like it. It would not do for people to see an agitated Arab on a US domestic flight, desperate to get off this jet, for whatever the reason.

Nasir let go the breath he had not realized that he had been holding when finally the aircraft door swung open. The pilots and flight attendants lined up to smile and wave and bid everyone farewell, but Nasir did not even glance at them. With his height it was easy to get around, and leave behind the one person, a little Korean businessman, who made it off the plane ahead of him. It took only a very few minutes to stride down the jetbridge, through the gate area, and to the escalators down to the transit level. Once there it was fortunately a short wait for the next train. The next stop on the south train loop was the main terminal south station. From there it was a fast trip up a shorter escalator to baggage claim. Nasir reached carousel 5, where his flight number was displayed, long before luggage began to appear. As he began to pace, he contemplated calling Emmett. It was not yet noon, local time, but his lover had to be up by now. He had not called Emmett when he departed New York, because of the ungodly hour, but he had sent a text.

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It brought the widest smile to Emmett's face every time he read his partner's text. It had been there waiting for him when he awoke, refreshed, excited and achingly hard. Emmett had Seth and Garrett down for pancakes that morning. They both gave him a hug and a knowing smile when they parted. Emmett had cleaned up the kitchen, showered carefully and set his plan in motion. That was an hour ago. Now it was time to just sit back and wait. He held his phone and read the text again for the dozenth time that morning.

Just got to my seat

What a tiny plane this is

I cannot wait to come home to you

I miss you and love you so much

See you soon, my habibi

Your N

And then, as if Nasir was able to feel his mutual and equally powerful longing, the cell rang in Emmett's hand with Nasir's ringtone.

"Hi, Babe!" Emmett spoke excitedly into the phone once he placed it at his ear.

"Emmett! Habibi, I am so close to you now," Nasir's longing was clear in his voice.

"Are you home?" Emmett asked excitedly.

"Almost. I am very close. I am waiting for my bag. Allah! It must be coming by camel," Nasir expressed his frustration.

"Take a deep breath, Nasi," Emmett soothed.

"I have been taking deep breaths. It is not helping. I should have left this cursed bag in New York," Nasir gazed covetously at the exit, clearly visible in his line of sight.

"Relax, Babe. Just think, all you have to do is grab your suitcase. No Homeland Security bullshit," Emmett looked on the bright side.

"I had to wait like this in New York too. What is wrong with this airline?" Nasir ranted.

"Nasi, you have never realized it, because you always got held up so long in security, but everyone always has to wait for the bags to come," Emmett explained calmly.

"This is infuriating," Nasir made a fist.

"Besides, if you left your bag in New York, who would do your laundry and sniff your underwear?" Emmett teased.

"I would get Joel to do it," Nasir was quick.

"Joel would sniff your underwear?" Emmett was no longer amused.

"You would not like that?" a smile crept onto Nasir's face.

"I hope you enjoyed working with him, but now he has to go," Emmett gave a sigh.

"Allah! I am insane from this waiting. To be so close to you, and yet," Nasir made a fist and brought it to his forehead. "If you are wearing a shirt when I get home, it will get torn. I warn you now."

"Do you know how hot it makes me when you do that?" Emmett confessed.

"Do you know how crazed I am right now? I could bite you," Nasir threatened.

"Promise?" Emmett smiled.

"I will bite you then," Nasir pledged.

"What would you like me to be wearing when you get home?" Emmett enquired.

"If you must wear something, then anything that you do not particularly care about, for I will shred it," Nasir threatened further.

"I have a little something that you might like. Not a lot. Just a little something," Emmett hinted.

"Oh? What is it?" Nasir's interest was more than piqued.

"I'm not going to tell you. You'll just have to see for yourself," Emmett deflected.

"Whatever it is, you will not be wearing it long. I promise you this," Nasir stated. Beside him the carousel gave a loud warning beep and clanged into motion. "At last! Inshallah, mine is the first bag."

"I'll let you go, Babe. I will see you very soon. Is Bobby picking you up?" Emmett asked.

"He is. I count the seconds, my beautiful habibi," Nasir spoke with feeling.

"Me too. I love you," Emmett expressed.

"I love you too. I cannot wait to be in your arms," Nasir closed his eyes as he recalled and knew just how good that felt.

"Me too. Bye, Nasi," Emmett finished.

"Bye," Nasir ended the call and slipped the cell into his jacket pocket. He turned toward the carousel only to see his unmistakable Louis Vuitton suitcase riding past him. "Oh!" he lunged to grab it and bumped into several people doing so.

"Help you with your bag, sir?" a skycap asked as Nasir walked away from carousel 5 with his big suitcase.

"Oh, yes. Thank you," Nasir handed it over. He pulled is cell out again and sent a text to his driver to let him know that he was ready to be picked up.

It did not take long for Bobby to dive up from the waiting area. He found his favorite customer waiting beside a skycap with the single suitcase on his cart on the outdoor, but still partially underground, Arrivals curb. Bobby pulled the stretch Cadillac up to the curb, put the car in park, popped the trunk and quickly jumped out.

Nasir furrowed his brow as the big, yet familiar car pulled up before him. He was not expecting a limousine.

"Just put this right in the back for you, sir," the porter placed Nasir's suitcase in the trunk of the big car.

"Thank you," Nasir tipped the helpful man.

"Welcome home, Mr. al Qasimi," Bobby smiled as he approached around the car.

"Hello, Bobby," Nasir was always pleased to see the smiling young man. "Why the limo today?" he asked as the skycap shut the trunk. "I only ordered a town car."

"I needed a limousine today," Bobby gave a nod with his smile. He put his hand on the handle of the rear door. "Got a present for you in the back."

"What?" Nasir was perplexed. "A present?"

Bobby said no more as he opened the rear door. Nasir furrowed his brow in confusion as he got into the back of his limousine. Halfway onto he backseat, he froze. There before him on the forward rear facing seat was the most incredible vision. Emmett reclined casually into the corner with his legs spread wide, one of them bent at the knee with his foot up on the seat. He wore a garment that was a very recent acquisition, a jock with a laced pouch that was not quite laced closed over it's bulging contents. With this he wore tennis shoes and nothing else.

"Hey, sexy guy. Told you I'd see you very soon," Emmett gave his dimpled smile.

"Ho!" Nasir jolted into motion and launched himself at Emmett. He didn't even notice that his briefcase slipped off of his shoulder and right out the door. Bobby bent to pick up the briefcase as it clattered to the ground. He shut the rear door without looking inside. The driver was pretty sure he knew what was going to happen in the back of his limousine, but he didn't want to see it. Bobby carried the briefcase around the car and set it on the front seat next to him as he took the wheel.

In the back of the car Nasir flung himself on Emmett. He grabbed his lover's head with both hands as he covered Emmett's mouth with his own.

"Mmm!" Emmett moaned into Nasir's mouth as the aggressive tongue tried valiantly to reach down his throat. Emmett grabbed fistfuls of Nasir's suit jacket and pulled. His hunger for Nasir was just as strong as Nasir's was for him. Nasir held fast to Emmett's head as he plundered his lover's mouth. He poured every minute of missing Emmett's touch, not being able to gaze into those crystal blue eyes, lost opportunities to express his physical love for his partner in life into his searing kiss. Emmett felt every ounce of his lover's desire and need and fully returned it. He made love to the invading, but most welcome tongue with his own. Emmett made Nasir feel how much he was loved and had been missed with his equally passionate kiss. Nasir closed his eyes as he took his lover's mouth. He was fully hard and could feel Emmett's obscenely bulging jock against his erection. Emmett felt Nasir begin to break their kiss. He wrapped his legs around Nasir's waist and pulled harder on the already crumpled suit jacket.

"Rrr!" Nasir growled into Emmett's mouth. He entwined his fingers in Emmett's hair as he surged forward into Emmett's wanton mouth again. If Emmett wanted more, more he would get. It satisfied Nasir no end when Emmett whimpered back into his mouth. Emmett grew almost weak from the intensity of their kiss and the unbridled passion of his top. When they finally broke apart, both men were panting.

"And that's why I'm gonna marry you," Emmett gave a weak smile. Nasir pulled back just enough to run his hands down onto Emmett's big pecs. He felt Emmett flex his muscles under his hands as the broad chest became hard as steel.

"Oh, but what are you wearing?" Nasir pulled back further and Emmett let him out from the trap of his legs. Nasir's eyes were wide as he ran his hands down Emmett's rippled torso to the waistband of the jock which struggled to contain it's contents. "This might be the most sexy thing I have ever seen."

Emmett sucked a breath in through his teeth as both of Nasir's hands moved to his pouch. Both of them gasped as the big, trapped dick flexed under Nasir's fingers within the pouch.

"He wants out," Nasir smiled and began to pull, ever so slowly, on one string of the bow.

"Badly," Emmett added. Nasir pulled further until the bow gave way. Emmett bulged even more obscenely as the laces became loose.

"Allah! If I did not need your cock with my very soul, I would leave you like this," Nasir's eyes were wide. "This has to be the most arousing thing I have ever seen," he ran the fingers of one hand lightly down Emmett's rippled abdomen, through his exposed, trimmed pubes and over the bulging jock. With his other hand he groped his own erection as it strained with need within his suit pants and underwear.

"You think maybe you could lose some of that suit," Emmett tugged on Nasir's jacket with one hand and tie with the other.

"Not before you get out of this," Nasir stuck his fingers down into Emmett's jock to more fully explore the thick organ where it was yet held prisoner. "I need your cock now," he moved his fingers to the waistband and pulled. Emmett lifted his hips to cooperate and nine inches of McCarty column slapped his abdomen as it was freed. Emmett lifted his legs and let his partner slip the jock off of him. Nasir had only momentary difficulty as he pulled it over Emmett's sneaker clad feet.

"You are wearing shoes," Nasir observed as he sat back to just take in the sight of his beautiful, naked where it counted, lover.

Emmett spread his legs wide and let his feet rest on the floor as he leaned back in the seat. "You want 'em off?"

"No!" Nasir took hold of the sneaker clad feet. He ran his hands up onto Emmett's shins. "It makes me think of those sports pictures of you from high school in your room in your mother's house."

"Oh, yeah?" Emmett smiled.

"I am going to make love to you with your sneakers on!" Nasir ran his hands up Emmett's solid and furry thighs. Emmett was so hard his big bone hovered above his happy trail. Nasir moved one hand to gently cup Emmett's big, smooth sac and the thick post gave a jump.

"You are so beautiful," Nasir observed.

"So are you," Emmett put a hand to the side of his lover's face. "I want you, Nasi. I need you."

"I am yours," Nasir closed his eyes and turned his head to kiss Emmett's palm. He then leaned down. "And you are mine," Nasir slowly wrapped his hand around his lover's big cock and it flexed again. He lifted it slightly as he closed the distance and gave a reverent kiss on the serpent's exposed head. A kiss that turned out to be wetter than he expected. "Allah, you are leaking already!" Nasir gave the fat organ a stroke and watched as more clear syrup oozed from Emmett's slit.

"Ugh," Emmett loved his partner's grip on him. "I've been hard almost all damn day just thinking about you coming home!"

"I am going to," Nasir took the head of Emmett's pole in his mouth to catch the precum that ran down it.

"Ugh," Emmett closed his eyes as he felt his lover's lips on him.

Nasir slowly ran his tongue through Emmett's slit to capture as much of Emmett's sweet essence as he could. "Suck you very slowly all the way home," he finished his thought.

"No you're not," Emmett opened his eyes and shook his head.

"I am not?" Nasir really liked his plan.

"I need you inside me," Emmett stated. "You know how I like to welcome you home."

"But," Nasir began to protest. They were not prepared for that activity, or so he thought. Emmett reached into the heretofore unnoticed duffel bag that sat on the floor of the car nearby. He pulled out a bath towel, a hand towel and a small bottle of baby oil.

"I do want so badly to make love to you, my habibi," Nasir confessed. He still had hold of the big dick and leaned forward again.

"Huh," Emmett felt and watched his lover's tongue travel in a broad swath up his cock, along his sensitive cum tube. Nasir did not hesitate as he closed his mouth around the big, stiff organ.

"Hoh, Nasi!" Emmett's back arched as his length sank down his lover's throat. Nasir relished the feel of his lover's long and thick bone as it throbbed in his throat. He pressed his nose into Emmett's trimmed pubes and found himself almost wishing that he could take a breath to breathe in the scent of his man. Almost, but not quite, for he would not relinquish his partner's cock down his throat for anything in that moment. Nasir ran both hands up Emmett's body and took hold of his nipples.

"Oh my God," Emmett whimpered as his skilled lover swallowed around his hardness and applied just the right amount of pressure on his nipples. "Nasi, no," he took hold of his lover's wrists. Nasir allowed one of his hands to be moved away from Emmett's chest, but only because he so desperately wanted to hold his lovers big, swollen nuts. Nasir drew his mouth up Emmett's engorged prick just far enough to suck in a much needed breath through his nose. He took Emmett's testicles in the palm of his hand and wrapped his fingers around them. Nasir took the thick, leaking cock back in his throat and tugged on Emmett's balls as he did so.

"Nuh!" Emmett cried out like he was stricken. His lover knew his body well and was pushing all of his buttons. "Nasi, please. I don't wanna come this way," Emmett begged. He was more than strong enough to stop his top, but did not have the will. Nasir moved his tongue against Emmett's sensitive cum tube and relished the sounds that elicited from his strong, beautiful partner. He let go of Emmett's sac and nipple and moved his hands to Emmett's thighs. He slowly drew his mouth up the tall, throbbing staff. Emmett relaxed into the seat and closed his eyes as his lover's lips travelled up his shaft. He took a deep breath to steady himself.

But Nasir paused with just the last few inches of his lover's hard cock in his mouth. He slowly drew his mouth around Emmett's leaking head. There was only one thing that would taste even better and he knew how to get it. Nasir suddenly set his mouth in motion, bobbing his head fast and furious on Emmett's spike.

Emmett went tense head to toe. His eyes flew open and he pulled a labored gasp into his lungs as his lover sucked him with sudden abandon. "Nasi! Fuck!" Emmett's entire body shook. It would only take seconds for Nasir to make him come this way.

And then Nasir stopped. He pulled his mouth completely off of Emmett's straining cock and sat up.

"Shit!" Emmett swore.

"Do you know how much self control it takes for me to stop sucking your big, beautiful cock?" Nasir asked, his hands still gripping Emmett's thighs.

"I'm so keyed up. Do you have any idea how close you got me?" Emmett panted.

"Especially when you tell me that!" Nasir made up his mind in that instant. He wanted Emmett's cum and he wanted it now. Nasir moved one hand to grasp Emmett's throbbing dick. He leaned down and parted his wanton lips, only to be stopped an inch short of wrapping them around Emmett's big cock.

Emmett was too strong to resist. He took hold of his lustful partner's shoulders to stop him, and then sat him back up. Nasir was still in all of his suit, even his tie.

"Did I not ask you to get out," Emmett took hold of Nasir's dress shirt and tore it open, top to bottom, "of this suit?"

Nasir gasped as his shirt was ripped open and all his buttons fell to the floor of the car. All of his buttons, save one. The top one had been saved only because his tie was yet tied around his neck. Emmett ran his hands over his lover's furry chest. He grabbed Nasir by his ribs and pulled him forward. Emmett lowered his had as he did so and latched his mouth onto his lover's left nipple. Nasir struggled out of his suit jacket and let it fall, forgotten, to the floor. Emmett held him in place as the worshipful tongue, lips and teeth made love to his chest.

Nasir gasped at Emmett's teeth nipped him. "Habibi, I love that," he put a hand to Emmett's back and the back of his head to encourage him. Nasir's trimmed, but still hairy chest had always turned Emmett on. Almost as much as one or two other parts. Which were in the dress pants Nasir still wore. Emmett let go of Nasir's sides, forcing Nasir to move the hand from his back to the ceiling of their limo to brace himself. Emmett unfastened his lover's belt and pulled it completely out of his pants before discarding it. He unbuttoned and unzipped Nasir's pants and pushed them with the snug boxers down to Nasir's thighs. Emmett did not take his mouth from Nasir's chest as he freed his lover's cock. He did not need to see it to know Nasir was leaking as well. Emmett had felt the wet spot in the boxers. He felt the moisture on the head of Nasir's prick.

Emmett at last let go of the sweetly tortured nipple. He flipped Nasir's tie up over one shoulder as he ran his tongue in a wet trail across the hairy chest.

"Umm," Nasir continued to rub the back of Emmett's head as his lover moved to his right nipple. "Oh, yes," he sighed as Emmett's hands wrapped around his aching cock and balls. Emmett began a very slow stroke on his lover's long bone while he gently suckled on the pert nipple. He ran his tongue around Nasir's nipple and gave it a nip with his teeth.

"Ahh," Nasir enjoyed Emmett's teeth on him again. Emmett gave Nasir's nipple a final lick, and a wet kiss, and sat back. Emmett and Nasir both looked down at the throbbing Arab cock and swollen orbs in Emmett's hands.

"I should suck you within an inch of blowing your load," Emmett commented as he used his thumb to smear Nasir's precum over the snake's head. "And I would, but I need you to last when you take me," he looked up into his lover's soft brown eyes. Eyes that were filled with animalistic hunger. Hunger that matched his own. Nasir flung himself on Emmett again. This time the top was able to enjoy the feeling of their chests meeting skin on skin as Nasir took Emmett's mouth again.

"Mmm," Emmett moaned into Nasir's mouth as his lover's very welcome tongue probed his own mouth as deeply as it could again. Emmett used his hands and then his sneaker clad feet to push Nasir's pants and underwear down his legs. Nasir twisted his body to kick off his shoes and facilitate the removal of his pants and underwear as he plundered his lover's mouth. As soon as he was left in only his socks, dress shirt and tie, Nasir broke their kiss. He took hold of a panting Emmett by his hair and pulled his head back as he moved his mouth to Emmett's neck.

"Ugh," Emmett felt his lover's teeth on his neck. Nasir licked his way across Emmett's collar bone and down onto his chest. He attacked Emmett's left nipple just the way Emmett did to him. Nasir loved the way he made his big, strong partner wriggle beneath him. Nasir planted wet kisses down Emmett's body and paused to lick at the precum Emmett had smeared on his own stomach.

"Oh, Nasi, no. Please don't suck me again. I won't be able to hold out," Emmett protested as Nasir took hold of his drooling cock and licked his hips. Nasir leaned forward and just gently wrapped his lips around Emmett's head to slurp off his ooze. He then moved down between Emmett's wide spread legs. Nasir gave a wet kiss on each big stone in their smooth sac.

"Oh, yeah," Emmett moaned as he felt Nasir's tongue slip under his testicles. Nasir loved to feel the weight of Emmett big balls on his tongue. He pulled one into his mouth and ran his tongue around it. Then with his mouth he gave it just the softest tug.

"Ugh," Emmett closed his eyes. He felt his testicle slip out of his lover's mouth, only for the other one to be drawn in. Nasir loved to hold the most delicate parts of his lover in his mouth. He loved to give Emmett pleasure. Emmett was clearly fresh from the shower and while he smelled fresh and clean, like soap rather than how Nasir preferred him to smell, like a man, that left an even more private place exactly ready for him. Emmett moaned louder as Nasir relinquished his second stone and lapped down his perineum. Emmett was only too willing to slouch down further on the seat and lift his legs to give Nasir greater access to where they both wanted him. Nasir's tongue traveled a little lower with each lick.

"Oh shit, Babe. Lick me!" Emmett cried as his lover's tongue reached his quivering hole. Nasir closed his eyes as he washed his tongue over his lover's most private place. The place that was so completely his. Nasir lapped at Emmett's hole while his own rod ached between his legs. He placed his hands on Emmett's rock solid glutes as he pushed his tongue past the already relaxing ring of muscle.

"Ugh, shit yeah!" Emmett enthused as he was impaled by his lover's talented tongue. Nasir loved to fuck Emmett with his tongue. He stuck his tongue as far up Emmett's ass as he could and relished the sounds Emmett made and the way his body squirmed. Nasir pulled his tongue out of Emmett, ran the flat of his tongue slowly over the relaxed hole, and shoved it up Emmett again.

"Oh, Nasi, please fuck me. I need to feel you inside me. Please fuck me now," Emmett begged as the his lover's strong tongue moved in him.

"Do you want me to take my shirt off?" Nasir asked as he kissed his way across Emmett's butt.

"I don't care about your shirt. Just fuck me now. I need you," Emmett pleaded.

"Lift up," Nasir urged. Emmett did so and Nasir slipped the larger towel beneath him to protect the seat. Nasir then bit Emmett's left ass cheek as he popped the top on the baby oil bottle.

"Ow," Emmett protested with a combined moan and laugh.

"I promised I would bite you," Nasir kissed and ran his tongue over his bite mark.

"Bite me all you want, just get inside me," Emmett urged. Nasir turne up the bottle and let oil dribble over Emmett's balls and run down his crack. Nasir ran the index finger of his other hand through Emmett's slick crack to get it nicely coated and then slowly insterted it into Emmett's body.

"Yeah, Babe," Emmett sighed.

"Hold the bottle," Nasir directed. "Pour some into my hand," he instructed and Emmett did so. Nasir rubbed his fingers together a moment while he moved the finger of his other hand inside Emmett. As he added a second finger inside Emmett's ass, he wrapped his other oily hand around Emmett's throbbing and leaking bone.

Emmett's eyes went wide and he gasped loudly as Nasir's two fingers reached for his prostate and the other oil slick hand ran down his shaft and back up. "God, Nasi, don't do that!" Emmett grabbed the wrist of the hand that stroked him.

"You are so beautiful, my habibi. I want you so badly," Nasir looked up into Emmett's desperate crystal blue eyes.

"Then take me!" Emmett urged strongly. "You're killing me!"

Nasir leaned forward to give a quick lick over the big snake's weeping eye. Then he let go of Emmett's cock and slowly pulled his fingers from Emmett's ass. "You are ready for me, my Emmett?" Nasir gave a smirk.

"I am beyond ready for you. Quit fuckin' around and fuck!" Emmett commanded. Nasir poured more oil into his hand and took hold of his own joint.

"I do not know how long I will last, Habibi. I have missed you so," Nasir gave himself a few strokes.

"Just get inside me where you belong. I just need you now," Emmett urged again. Nasir scooted himself forward just enough to tease Emmett's slick opening with the head of his cock. This felt very good to both of them, but not good enough.

"Mmm. I like to tease you," Nasir smiled.

"Nasi, please," Emmett begged and threw both arms over his face. He brought them down again as he felt the pressure build as Nasir pressed himself forward. Both men gasped as the head of Nasir's cock slipped inside Emmett.

"Habibi," Nasir braced himself with his right hand on Emmett's left pec.

"More, Nasi," Emmett reached for his lover's hips, but could not quite reach. Nasir pressed forward and eased several inches of his shaft up Emmett's ass.

"Hoh," Nasir pulled back just a little and then sank further into his lover's body.

"Nasi, deep. I need all of you!" Emmett hunched foward and grabbed at Nasir's hips. Nasir did not need help and he was only too willing. Both men gave a loud grunt as his body came flush with Emmett's and all nine Arab inches were seated inside Emmett's body.

"Oh my God. Now you're home, Nasi," Emmett put a hand to the side of his lover's scruffy face. "Now my baby is home."

Nasir took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself while his entire hardness throbbed inside his lover's body. He leaned his head down on Emmett's chest as he pulled back several inches and then pressed deep again. "Ugh."

"Yeah, take me!" Emmett ran his fingers through Nasir's black hair. "Fuck me!"

Nasir left a wet trail as he kissed his way from nipple to nipple across Emmett's chest and began to move himself inside Emmett.

"Ugh. Huh. Ugh," Emmett squeeze his eyes closed and tossed his head from side to side as heclutched Nasir's head to his chest.

"Oh, Emmett. I am home," Nasir began to thust into Emmett.

"Yeah, Babe, fuck me," Emmett moaned. "Fuck me harder."

"You like my hard cock in you," Nasir thrust himself faster into his lover's body.

"I need it! I'm yours!" Emmett cried.

Nasir then changed position. He hunched himself more forward on the balls of his feet and leaned back. He held himself steady and never broke his rhythm as he held onto Emmett's ribs. Emmett sucked in a striken gasp with wide eyes as his lover's hard cock jabbed directly at his prostate. Nasir smiled for just a moment as he felt the satisfaction of knowing he was a good top, before he let his eyes roll back and gave himself over to the pleasure of making love to Emmett.

"Huh. Jesus!" Emmett held onto the seat and Nasir's shirt clad arm as his own cock quivered and all but poured drool onto his abdomen.

"You feel so good, my Emmett," Nasir looked down on his lover as he drove them both rapidly toward orgasm with his deep thrusts. He moved a hand to take hold of the throbbing, leaking joint.

"No!" Emmett grabbed Nasir's wrist to stop him. "God, don't touch my dick! You got me right on the edge. I want to come with you."

"I am close too," Nasir admitted as his increased his pace again. He closed his eyes and focused his energy on bucking his sword in the tight, hot, slick embrace of his lover's body.

"Oh, Nasi," Emmett whimpered as the jabbing at his prostate only increased. "Fuck my cum outta me!"

Nasir lowered his head. His muscles grew tight and his thrusts became erratic as he quickly approached the brink. Emmett's eyes grew wide again as he felt the iron hard rod in his ass grow even harder.

"Nasi! I'm gonna come!" Emmett cried. His entire body shook as his lover drove him over the edge.

"Emmett!" Nasir was on the very edge himself. He clutched to Emmett's ribs as he fought to control his thrusts and watched Emmett throw his head back.

"Ungh!" Emmett all but shouted as cock erupted. Spunk spurted powerfully onto Emmett's chest in thick bolts as neither man touched his dick. Neither of them needed to. Emmett was not able to hold himself still. He was beyond thought as his body thrashed and twisted on the seat beneath Nasir, and his jizz squirted uncontrolably over his chest and abdomen. Emmett's uncontrolable internal spasms clutched at Nasir's pole and propelled him beyond the point of no return. Nasir squeezed his eyes shut.

"Yah!" Nasir threw his head back and stopped his thrusts as he blew out deep inside Emmett. Emmett was aware, even in the throes of his own orgasm, from the strong pulse of the weapon inside him, and the cry his top made, that his lover was coming too.

"Yeah, Nasi, come in me!" Emmett reached again for his lover's hips to pull him in as deep as he could.

"Hah!" Nasir's entire body shuddered with his own internal convulsions as his seed gushed deep within Emmett. Nasir felt his strength drain from his body. He lowered his head once again to Emmett's chest and was not immediately aware that he planted his face in streaks of cum. "Habibi. My habibi," Nasir whispered against Emmett's heaving pec.

Emmett wraped his arms around his twitching lover's head and his legs around his butt. "I love you, Nasi," he kissed the top of his partner's head.

"I love you too, my Emmett," Nasir moved his hips to pull back some and give a final deep thrust into Emmett. "Ugh," he kissed Emmett's chest and only then discovered that his lips were smeared in semen. Nasir lifted his face and opened his eyes. "Oh," he gave a broad lick at Emmett's chest to get as much of his lover's nectar as he could.

"Just lay down on me. Stay inside me as long as you can," Emmett pulled his more than willing partner down fully on him. Both men relaxed and their breathing slowed. Emmett stayed hard between them and Nasir stayed hard inside him.

"Now you're home," Emmett slowly ran his fingers through the hair on Nasir's head. Nasir laid with his head on Emmett's chest and the side of his face smeared in jizz. The scent of their love making filled the back of the limousine, but neither man noticed or cared.

Emmett opened his eyes as the big car slowed to a stop. They had just gotten off the interstate. Home was only a few short blocks away. "We better get cleaned up, Babe."

"Do we have to," Nasir sighed.

"Bobby has seen us both naked in the back of this car, but I really don't want him to find us like this. Do you?" Emmett asked.

"He cannot have any," Nasir refused to open his eyes.

"Then maybe you shouldn't be pointing that hot ass at him when he opens the door," Emmett suggested. Only then did Nasir finally move. He was at that point reduced to half mast anyway and slipped easily out of Emmett.

"Oh," Nasir looked down on Emmett's half hard cock where it lay coated in his ejaculation, as were both men's chests and abdomens. The still thick and impressive joint, with it's head now just slightly over half way protected by it's cowl, was just too appealing. Nasir took Emmett's cum dripping penis in his mouth and suckled gently for a moment.

"Mmm," Emmett rubbed his lover's head as the man nursed on his cock. Nasir only relinquished his prize when the limo stopped at the next light. Both men knew their time was short. Nasir grabbed the smaller towel and began to wipe Emmett up with it.

"Do you have clothes?" Nasir looked around the car. In answer, Emmett leaned to the duffel bag again and pulled out sweat pants, a white tank top and flip flops.

"Ah. I was almost upset that you were out in public in that very sexy jock," Nasir smiled. He wiped his chest and abdomen and then dropped the towel.

"Nasi, c'mere. You got cum all over your face," Emmett picked the towel up. Nasir ran a finger carefully down the trim hair of his beard and stuck it in his mouth. Emmett laughed and wiped his lover's face. He pulled on his sweats and the tank top that stuck to his still sticky torso while Nasir sat on the rear seat to pull on his underwear and dress pants. Nasir even put his suit jacket back on after shaking it out from the heap it had been left in on the floor of the long car.

"Oh, Habibi, I cannot wait to show you my green card!" Nasir slipped his belt through the loops of his pants and buckled it as the big car rolled to a stop at the front entrance of their building. Then he looked around for his briefcase. "Where is my briefcase?"

"I don't remember seeing it," Emmett thought back. He very much had other things on his mind when he first set eyes on Nasir after so long.

"Allah!" Nasir put his hands on his head. "Where is my briefcase?"

As if their driver could have heard him, Bobby opened the rear door of the passenger side of the car. He extended Nasir's briefcase toward him. "Sir."

"Bobby! Where did I leave this?" Nasir took it as he emerged from the car.

"It fell out when you were getting in the car," Bobby answered and Emmett and his duffel bag followed. "I thought you and your present would rather not be disturbed, so I took it up front with me."

"You are very thoughtful," Nasir extracted his wallet to give the driver and even more generous tip than usual. Emmett just chuckled as he walked back to the trunk to heft out the big suitcase.

---

Seth sat comfortably reclined against his husband on the sofa in Emmett and Nasir's living room. The Native American wore white spandex bicycle shorts in which The King, even at rest, was obscenely visible down his left leg, and the moccasins he wore around the house. Garrett wore denim shorts that had been cut off at mid thigh and a white tank top. They sat watching the Fox Soccer Plus channel on Emmett and Nasir's living room television. It was the only way to view European football matches in the United States. Both households had immediately subscribed to this premium channel the very day they got home from their overseas trip the previous year. As it happened the Arsenal season opener against Newcastle United was on and they never wanted to miss a game by the players they knew and considered friends, particularly number 9, Viktor Krum. Seth and Garrett never caught a glimpse of Greg Goyle, but knew without doubt that he was there. They knew Greg never missed his husband's games. Espeically today, as Viktor wore the Captain's armband, while Cesc Fabregas was away playing for the national team of Spain.

Garrett sat with his arm draped over his partner's bare torso and gently rubbed Seth's chest. He let his fingers play ever so lightly over Seth's nipples and slowly moved down to run through the soft, black hair of Seth's happy trail. Garrett said nothing, but it brought a smile to his face each time he felt Seth's body tense up when Aresenal came close to scoring a goal. Seth never made a sound, but Garrett could feel his husband's physical response each time the ball neared either net. As he felt Seth relax for the fifteenth time, Garrett let his fingers trail down further and run around the outline of the resting King.

"Mmm. That feels good," this got Seth's attention.

"Does it?" Garrett asked as his fingers continued to play lightly over his lover's soft, yet substantial cock.

"You're gonna wake him up," Seth warned.

"I like when he's awake," Garrett purred into Seth ear even as he felt the fabric beneath his fingers begin to expand.

"If you wake him up, you're gonna have to swallow him," Seth leaned his head back on Garrett's shoulder.

"I would not object to that. I like your big cock down my throat," Garrett asserted.

"I like it too," Seth moved his hand from where it rested on Garrett's let and ran it up the side of Garrett's face into his thick, rich hair. Garrett closed his eyes. He loved when Seth ran his fingers through his hair. He gripped the lengthening and thickening bulge in Seth's ever constricting bicycle shorts.

"Do you think Emmett would mind if I sucked you off on their sofa?" Garrett asked.

"He's never objected any of the times you did that in the back of his Range Rover," Seth reminded.

"He's quite agreeable, our Emmett," Garrett assessed.

"You think Nasir would mind?" Seth asked.

"He's quite agreeable too," Garrett assured.

"Are you hard too?" Seth knew perfectly well the answer to that question.

"You know I am. Touching you always makes me hard," Garrett stated.

"Oh, yeah?" Seth brought his hand to the frayed hem of Garrett's cut off shorts and ran his fingers up inside. He heard Garrett suck in a breath through his teeth when his fingers just reached the tip of his husband's penis. "I don't think they would object if they found us naked."

"They've seen us naked before," Garrett enabled.

"And hard," Seth added.

"They've seen us hard," Garrett agreed as he felt the big python flex beneath his fingers.

"And sucking each other," Seth began to breathe more heavily.

"They seen us do that too," Garrett ran his fingers up and down Seth's trapped length. He was suddenly desperate to free the big, dark cock and take it down his throat.

And then they heard the key in the door.

"Oh! They're home!" Seth flew off the sofa.

"Damn their timing," Garrett muttered to himself as he gripped his own straining erection through his shorts.

Nasir was first through the door. He wore all of his suit, but the buttonless dress shirt hung as open as his suit jacket. "Sethy!" Nasir exclaimed as the smaller man bounced from the living room into the foyer and right into his arms.

"Nasir, I'm so glad you're home!" Seth put his arms inside Nasir's open shirt and pressed the side of his face to Nasir's furry sternum.

"Me too, Sethy, me too," Nasir rubbed the dark, bare back.

"Damn, Seth, you look about as happy to see Nasi as I was," Emmett had not failed to notice the long, hard club in Seth's shorts.

"That's not for him. Garrett was groping on me," Seth explained.

"Guilty as charged," Garrett walked into the foyer behind Seth, attempting to adjust his bulging shorts as he did. "Good to see you home, Nasir."

"It is good to be home, Garrett. Very, very good to be home," Nasir took one arm from Seth and put it round his partner. Emmett smiled warmly into his lover's soft brown eyes.

"Okay, now you guys go take a shower, 'cause you smell like baby oil and jizz," Seth stepped back from Nasir and wiped at his face.

"Well, stop rubbing your damn sensitive nose on my man," Emmett commanded.

"I'm sure you smell worse. That's fine anyway," Seth dismissed. "We're gonna go upstairs now and make those smells of our own."

"Oh, we are?" Garrett smiled. He liked the sound of that.

"You have a command performance with The King, sir," Seth took hold of the front of Garrett's tank.

"I do? Are you-," Garrett began.

"You are gonna show the King how worthy you are to get in this ass, and then I'm gonna ride you like the bronco you are. C'mon," Seth pulled his husband toward the still open door.

"We'll leave you boys to a quiet evening amongst yourselves," Garrett said as he was pulled out the door. "Come up later for a drink if you feel like it!" he called back.

"Thanks, Garrett," Emmett smiled as he followed out into the corridor to retrieve Nasir's suitcase, briefcase and his duffel bag. He pulled it all into their condo and shut the door. Emmett stepped up to Nasir and ran his hands over his lover's furry pecs appreciatively. "You're home," he ran his hands up to Nasir's neck and finally loosed his partner's tie.

"I was home the second you took me in your arms," Nasir corrected. He ran his hands up Emmett's ribs while Emmett pulled his tie from around his neck and popped the only remaining button.

"Join me in the shower, sexy guy?" Emmett smiled.

"I would love nothing more," Nasir answered.

Emmett took Nasir's hand and led him toward the master bedroom. He would unpack his lover's suitcase later and in any event, where it sat was closer to the laundry room anyway. "Sorry about your shirt."

"What shirt?" Nasir asked. He couldn't care less and wanted to make that very clear. That Emmett wanted to rip his clothes off of him meant everything.

---

Emmett and Nasir spent the balance of the day just lounging around the house and they did so naked. Emmett made them dinner and they ate together quietly and leisurely by candlelight, Emmett's big foot on top of Nasir's equally bare foot the entire time. Neither of them put on a stitch of clothing until they wanted to join their friends upstairs for a nightcap. Both men put on sleep pants and a white tee shirt and walked their bare feet to the elevator and up to the fifteenth floor.

Seth was adorned in evening attire as well in pajama shorts while Garrett was clad in sleep pants like their friends. Neither of them bothered with a shirt. All of them knew perfectly well that these garments were for evening leisure time and none of it would actually be worn to bed.

Emmett used his key to admit them to Seth and Garrett's home. "Hey, guys," he called out as they walked in. "I hope you're still fucking 'cause we're comin' in!"

Seth and Garrett met their guests in the spacious living room with tumblers in hand.

"We were just in the media room. Come in, boys," Garrett bid. "Can I get you something?" he gestured toward the bar.

"What are you drinking?" Emmett asked.

"We were just having a bourbon before bed. American Honey," Garrett answered.

"It's good," Seth endorsed and handed Emmett his glass.

"Oh, it is good," Emmett took a sip. "I think you'll like it, Babe."

"Then I will have some too," Nasir decided.

"Coming right up," Garrett walked behind the bar. He set out two tumblers and filled them both with ice. Nasir stepped up to the bar and slapped down what looked like his driver's license.

"What is that?" Seth asked as he leaned closer. Understanding came quickly. "Is that?" he snatched it up. What looked very much like a driver's license read:

UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

and

PERMANENT RESIDENT ALIEN

across the top. Nasir's picture and his electronically captured, and laser imprinted fingerprint were superimposed over a green background of the Statue of Liberty. His name, birthdate, country of birth/citizenship were listed along with the expiration date of the card and resident since dates. Garrett poured their drinks and Seth immediately noticed that he did not lean over his shoulder.

"You've seen this," Seth concluded.

"Nasir got it the day I flew out," Garrett had of course, seen it.

"Oh," Seth read, "you've been a resident of this country for a whole week!"

Emmett stood by beaming from ear to ear. "Yeah, it really should say issue date, or something."

"Whatever it says, I am legal," Nasir picked up both glasses and handed one to Emmett.

"Here's to our favorite resident alien," Garrett held up his glass.

"To my three favorite Americans," Nasir added before they all took a sip.

"You should probably keep this on your person at all times," Seth handed it back to Nasir.

"Didn't our immigration attorney say the same thing?" Emmett reminded.

"He did and I will," Nasir looked at it. "Though, I do not like my picture."

"You don't look like a terrorist," Seth took a sip of his bourbon. "Much."

"Nice," Emmett gave a nod.

"I hope I can get in the country a little more easily now that I can show I live here," Nasir wished.

"Here's hoping," Emmett agreed.

"Oh," Nasir pulled his cell out of his sleep pants pocket. "Here is something you have not yet seen, Habibi."

"What?" Emmett stepped closer.

"I went back to the Park Avenue penthouse and took some pictures so you can see it," Nasir called them up.

"Oh, I wanna see!" Seth grabbed Nasir's arm. "Wait a minute. I know how we can all see them. I'll be right back," he headed off toward his office.

"This is good, Garrett. A little sweet," Nasir held up his glass.

"I like it," Emmett endorsed.

Seth was back in only a minute with his laptop and a short cord. He placed the laptop on the bar and climbed up onto a stool in front of it. "Here we go," he plugged the cord into the computer and handed the other end to Nasir.

"Good thinking, Sweetness," Garrett smiled.

"We'll really be able to see this way," Seth opened the appropriate program, clicked on the linked phone, and the picture on Nasir's phone filled the laptop screen. "There. Oh, wow."

"Yeah, wow. What is that, Nasi?" Emmett asked.

"This is the entry hall. I have several shots," Nasir, using the phone, advanced to the next picture. The laptop simply acted as a second, much larger screen.

"Look at that chandelier," Emmett noted.

"Look at that staircase!" Seth pointed.

"This is inside, Nasi?" Emmett could not imagine it.

"Oh, yes," Garrett nodded with a smile.

"Where do those stairs go?" Emmett asked.

"Down to the bedrooms and library," Nasir answered.

"A library? In a New York apartment?" Emmett was amazed.

"You will see," Nasir smiled.

"It kinda has a Tuscany vibe, doncha think?" Emmett asked.

"If only all of it did," Nasir advanced to the next shots of the spacious living room.

"It reminds me of your home in the Emirates!" Seth exclaimed.

"My father's home in the Emirates. Which is why we must change it immediately. You must come out and fix it, Habibi," Nasir put his arm around Emmett.

"If I come out to New York, I'm gonna have other things on my mind," Emmett pointed out.

"While I am recharging?" Nasir smiled.

"I guess I could find some time inbetween," Emmett squeezed his partner's shoulder.

"Do you have shots of the terrace?" Garrett asked.

"There's a terrace?" Emmett's face lit up. "I was hoping for a balcony, maybe."

"Your upstairs is the building's top floor. You have a terrace on three sides," Garrett informed.

"No shit?" Emmett was further impressed.

"Here, I have pictures," Nasir reached them next. He scrolled though several outdoor shots, the dinning room and kitchen, all of which were larger spaces than even Seth and Garrett had.

"Oh, Babe," Emmett exclaimed when they advanced to the library. "That could make such a nice office for you."

"For us," Nasir stressed. He advanced to the bedrooms and saved the master for last.

"Wow. Check out that headboard!" Seth giggled.

"It has to go," Nasir was emphatic.

"I don't know," Emmett mused.

"It is a bed fit for an Emir," Nasir's tone made it clear he did not consider that a good thing.

"A bed fit for my Arab prince," Emmett pulled Nasir closer.

"I do not want to be a prince. I want to be an American. I love our bed," Nasir expressed. "And not just because it has you in it. If I could, I would pack it up and take it to New York with me. You included."

"I would love that," Emmett smiled at his partner.

"That is all of them," Nasir took hold of the little cord, by which his cell was linked to Seth's computer, and pulled it out. Had Seth set the program to download and store the images, the last picture would have remained on the screen. But Seth didn't do that. The program reverted to displaying the most recently stored image.

The picture of Emmett in his lace up jock and harness, with four men hanging on him at the Eagle. Few triple X rated gay porn movie covers were as provocative.

Nasir's eyes went wide even as Seth and Emmett held their breath. "Allah! Look at this!" Nasir let go of Emmett and moved closer to the laptop. "I was going to ask you if you saw Emmett in his new jock that I love so much, but wow! Sethy, I must have a copy of this. How hot are you in this picture, Habibi?"

"I guess I'm pretty hot," Emmett was guarded.

"Who are these boys? I see you, Sethy. Is that Dane licking your leg? Ha!" Nasir laughed. "That had better be your hand, Sethy," he studied the picture carefully. He did not miss the fingers tucked between Emmett's packed pouch and his thigh from behind.

"It is," Seth confirmed.

"And that's Simon and Wayne," Emmett pointed.

"It is nice to see that everyone appreciates my big, strong, beautiful German American as much as I do," Nasir smiled. "As long as they all remember what is in this pouch belongs to me," he pointed at Emmett's jock in the picture. Nasir studied the screen more carefully and noticed the background. His brow darkened. "Where was this taken?"

"Oh, boy," Seth lowered his head and kept it head down.

"The Eagle," Emmett answered.

"What is that, the Eagle?" Nasir asked. He had, of course, never been there.

"It's a leather bar," Garrett broke his silence.

"You went out dressed like this!" Nasir was alarmed.

"We didn't really go out dressed like that. We just stripped down to that when we got there," Emmett tried.

"Garrett, you were with them?" Nasir demanded of his best friend. If Garrett were with Emmett and Seth, that was almost as good as his being there. Almost.

"I was in New York with you," Garrett replied.

"It was a special event to raise money. That was the dress code. As you can see, that's what everyone was wearing," Emmett added.

"I do not care about that!" Nasir grew heated. He then stopped and closed his eyes a moment. He was not going to allow the joy of being reunited with the man he loved to be mared by anything. Emmett was his and he knew that in his soul. Still, he had to express himself. Nasir took a deep breath and continued calmly. "I do not mind people that we know seeing you in this jock. You are beyond hot in it. I do not even mind our friends touching you playfully like this," he gestured toward the screen. "But I very much do not like to think of you out in public dressed like this without me."

"It's not his fault, Nasir," Seth spoke up. "Don't be too hard on him. He didn't even want to go. I was afraid to go by myself, so I talked him into it. I gave him that jock."

"You did? Well, thank you for that. I love it on him," Nasir stated.

"I'm sorry, Nasi. Garrett gave us both what for last weekend," Emmett expressed.

"Garrett, you knew about this and did not tell me!" Nasir turned on his best friend.

"I did not mention it, not from a spirit of keeping anything from you, but because I considered the matter closed," Garrett informed.

"We won't do it again. We weren't out looking for action or anything," Emmett was clearly sincere.

Nasir put a hand on Emmett's arm. Seeing his big, strong lover so apologetic and contrite, melted his heart. "I do not think that," Nasir spoke softly.

"We know that," Garrett added.

"We don't want to make you guys feel insecure or uncomfortable or uneasy or anything either. We know we shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry, Nasi. I don't know what else to say," Emmett took his lover's hand.

"I'm sorry too, Gar," Seth added.

"I do not mind that you wear this. I do not mind that people see you like this, but I need to be there to show everyone how proud I am that you are mine," Nasir explained.

"I agree with that," Garrett gave a nod. "And to make sure people are not putting their hands on you that we wouldn't want," he added.

"There's a list of approved people?" Seth grasped onto this detail.

"And they're all in this room," Garrett stated.

Emmett dropped his gaze to the floor. He didn't want to cry, but he sure felt like it. He missed his life partner so much and now to have him come home to be disappointed in him was a very bitter pill to swallow. For being the biggest and strongest man in the room, he was also the most vulnerable. And everyone could see it.

"Come, let's sit down and relax," Garrett suggested as he walked out from behind the bar.

Nasir reached for Emmett. "I love you, my Emmett," he spoke softly as he put a hand to his lover's face.

"I love you too, Nasi, so much," Emmett looked into Nasir's soft brown eyes. "I don't want you to be disappointed in me."

"Nothing could ever change how proud I am to be yours, my Emmett. When I am away, I think about you every minute," Nasir expressed.

"I do too, Nasi," Emmett gripped his lover's shoulder.

"This is nothing in our lives together," Nasir was determined to put this from their minds. He would let nothing spoil the little time he had with the love of his life. Nasir took Emmett in his arms and relished the strong arms that enfolded him.

"I am going to get that picture blown up and framed," Nasir pulled back. He picked their drinks back up from the bar, handed Emmett's to him and took his hand. Seth was already seated in Garrett's lap as Nasir led Emmett further into the living room.

"Sethy, I love Emmett's new jock," Nasir seated himself at the end of a sofa. "Lay your head in my lap, Habibi," he patted his thigh.

"I'd say he looks pretty good in it," Seth commented.

"I do not have words for how he looks in it," Nasir smiled as Emmett laid beside him and rested his head in his lap again. He ran his fingers through Emmett's hair and around the side of his face to soothe and comfort him. Emmett looked up at his lover with love and devotion clear in his eyes. Nasir felt his lover relax into his touch.

"The more things like that you want to dress him in, the better," Nasir stated. "I would just like to be there to see it," he amended.

"Oh, this could be fun," Seth rubbed his hands together.

---

In spite of the momentarily stressful evening, Emmett had a better night's sleep that night than he had in weeks. Safe and secure and sated and loved, he and Nasir slept like babies in each other's arms.

Until Emmett's cell rang before dawn that Sunday morning. Emmett had both arms and one leg around Nasir who slept facing him with his dead tucked into Emmett's big hest. Emmett rolled partly away to reach for the phone. It was a familiar an welcome ringtone, but at this hour caused worry.

"Eddie? What's wrong?" Emmett mumbled sleepily into the phone.

"Nothing's wrong, Emmett. Everything is finally right. He loves me! He fucking loves me, Emmett!" Edward's voice came through at an excited mile a minute. "I love him and he loves me, and we're going to try making a relationship work. I told you, you'd be the third to know, and now you are," Edward finally took a breath.

Emmett's sleepy brain had difficulty processing what Edward was saying. "Wait, what? What's going on, Eddie? You haven't been smoking any funny cigarettes, have you? What are you talking about?" Emmett rubbed his face. "Where are you?"

Edward laughed into the phone. "I'm driving to work and I'm not on anything. You should know better than to even ask that. I was talking with Jasper last night and I just got to a point where I couldn't wait. I had to tell him. So I did. And for a moment there I thought I made a horrible mistake. But then he admitted that he feels the same way. And we said it. We said it, Em! I told him I loved him and he said he loved me too!"

"Holy crap, Eddie! You're serious! This is," Emmett put a hand on the top of his head. How many years had they all wished for just exactly this for Edward and Jasper? "This is fantastic! Wait till Seth hears."

The excited tone of his partner's voice finally roused Nasir. "What is it, Habibi?" he put a hand on Emmett's broad chest as he spoke with a squinty, sleepy face and voice.

"Um," Emmett considered what he should say and just how he should say it with Edward still on the line.

"It's okay. You can tell him," Edward instructed. They both knew Nasir would welcome this news as much as they did.

"Edward and Jasper admitted that they love each other. But you can't let on that you know until Seth finds out, or he will scalp us both," Emmett put a hand on his sleepy lover's face. Nasir just nodded and laid his head back down. Emmett could not help but smile. He doubted Nasir would even remember this in the morning.

"So what does that mean, Eddie, the relationship thing?" Emmett asked.

"I don't know," Edward confessed. "We'll figure it out. Obviously distance is a challenge, but we'll manage it somehow. We probably should go slow at first anyway. But it doesn't matter, Em, because we love each other and this time it will work. I just know it. I can feel it in my bones. You know what I mean? This is right. He's the one. We were always meant to be together. It's like Seth said, life just gave us a detour, but we're back on track now and nothing's gonna get in our way. Em, I'm so fucking happy! My cheeks are starting to hurt, but I can't stop smiling."

"I hear that, Eddie. I'm happy for you too. For the both of you! I can't wait to see you together," Emmett expressed.

"Only two more weeks, Em. Whew! Do you think it's too early to call Seth?" Edward asked.

"Not with news like this, it's not," Emmett had no doubt. "Go call him. You know he's probably already had one of his premonitions and is waiting by the phone as we speak."

"Okay, I will. Right now," Edward resolved.

"And, Eddie, I love you too," Emmett could not have been happier for his two old friends.

"Thanks, Em. I love you guys too. Give each other a hug from me. Bye," Edward bid.

"Bye, Eddie," Emmett placed the bell back on his night stand. Nasir was, of course, already back soundly asleep. Emmett gathered his lover back into his arms. Nasir gave a soft moan in his sleep as he settled once more against Emmett's warm, strong chest. Naisr was never so at peace and at home.

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The folowing day Emmett went to work and Nasir relaxed at home. Much like the Monday before he started his job, his time was his own, but today he was at ease. He had a work email to log into and engaged in some communicationg with his collegues. He spoke a few times on the phone with Joel about his appointments for the week. Nasir and Emmett had done their laundry together the previous afernoon and he packed himself up again for the red eye he would once again take East later that night.

When Garrett and Emmett came home that afternoon, Nasir headed out with Garrett for racquetball while Emmett headed up to join Seth. They all four gathered in the big penthouse eat-in kitchen once Nasir and Garrett got back and changed. Garrett was now casual in a long sleeved, dark blue, Moroccan style tunic with a heavily embroidered yoke and keyhole collar of lightweight gauze. He wore loose, white gauze pants as well. Seth wore leather pants that were unusual in that they were cut like any plain pair of very low rise jeans, and a denim vest with no shirt beneath. The vest was buttoned and was custom made for his thin frame as it fit him like a glove and left a couple of inches of dark skin bare between where it stopped and the jeans began. Emmett wore a hoodie with nothing beneath, only half zipped up to show off his big pecs, and the arms scrunched up. Nasir was dressed in a white henley that Emmett would not allow him to button any of the buttons to show off his very sexy hairy chest. He too had his sleeves scrunched up and they both wore snug jeans.

Garrett was cooking this evening, his famous pasta with sausage, peppers and onions. Seth and Emmett had done all of the prep work for him when they made a salad earlier, so that Garrett's work was that much easier. Emmett and Nasir sat with Seth at the glass table in the eat-in kitchen while all four of them enjoyed a beer.

"How was your game?" Seth asked.

"Huh," Garrett grunted. Nasir just gave a grin.

"What?" Seth pressed.

"Nasir kicked my ass, is what," Garrett answered. "It was the exact opposite of the last game we played here at home."

"Did you beat Garrett, Babe?" Emmett took his lover's hand.

"I did," Nasir gave a nod.

"We will have to arrange for someone to suck him off again before our next game," Garrett formulated his plan.

"And the line for that, forms behind me," Emmett smiled.

None of them were surprised when they heard the call from the living room. The one additional person they were expecting had his own private parking space in the garage beneath the building and they left the front door open a crack.

"I'm here, guys. Anybody home?" came Edward's voice.

"Eddie's here!" Emmett exclaimed. Seth was off like a shot and Emmett was right behind him.

A park ranger in full uniform, excecpt for his hat, stood in Seth and Garrett's living room. He had come directly from his beloved mountain and carried a small duffel bag over his shoulder. Edward had planed to come for dinner and packed a bag accordingly.

"I'm just gonna go change real quick," Edward cocked a thumb in the direction of the powder room.

"Not before you give me a hug, you're not!" Seth dashed across the spacious room until he collided with Edward.

"Oof!" Edward grabbed the smaller man as Seth's arms locked around him.

"Me too," Emmett was close behind and took hold of them both in his strong arms.

"Okay, you guys are killing me," Edward's chin was braced against Emmett's muscular shoulder.

"And both you oxen are smothering me down here," Seth was suddenly all elbows as he pushed the bigger men apart. "Go change. You know where the guest rooms are. Take a shower if you want. You got plenty of time. There's everything you coud possibly need in the guest bath."

"Is that a nice way of telling me that I stink?" Edward asked with a smirk.

"Smells like a long day on the mountain hiking around the knob gobblers, is all I'm saying," Seth put up a hand.

"It's Gobbler's Knob," Edward chuckled.

"Not when we're up there," Seth countered.

"Roger got a real kick out of your phone call, by the way," Edward informed. "He told us we had to start calling him Lord High Ranger."

"Ha!" Seth loved that as well.

"I'm actually gonna take you up on that shower. I would love one right now. I'll be right out," Edward gave Seth a pat on his shoulder and headed for the nearest guest room. He didn't bother to close any doors behind him. Edward and every man here had seen each other many times.

It didn't take Edward fifteen minutes to find the four men in the kitchen. He joined them freshly showered in a loose white tee shirt, jeans and flip flops.

"Damn, Garrett, that sure smells good," Edward ran a hand through the wet hair that fell in his face. "Is that sausage?"

"Turkey sausage," Garrett clarified. They all knew Nasir would not eat pork.

"Edward," Nasir rose from the table to give their ranger a hug.

"Hey, Nasir. Welcome home, buddy," Edward happily embraced the tall Arab.

"Thank you. I am so happy for you," Nasir expressed and finally let Edward go.

"Thank you," Edward smiled.

"For you," Nasir picked up the ice cold Blue Moon from the table he had just opened for Edward. "And look at this," he also handed over his green card.

"Oh, look at that. It really is green," Edward took a much needed pull on his beer. "So you're legal now. This reminds me of how you showed everyone your driver's license when you got it," Edward smiled and handed it back.

"It is like that, Nasi," Emmett smiled and took his lover's hand.

"I am very proud and happy to have this too. This especially," Nasir slipped it into his pocket.

"Dinner is ready, gentlemen," Garrett announced. "Would we like to eat out on the terrace?"

"It is a beautiful evening," Nasir agreed.

"Then let's do," Seth rose to pull the big salad bowl from the fridge and headed out through the dinning room. Emmett set about gathering plates, salad bowls and utensils.

They took their dinner and fresh beers around out to one of the tables on the big terrace to enjoy their meal in the fresh evening air. Nasir sat beside his partner, his bare foot happy and warm under Emmett's.

"Okay, you guys," Edward began. "I know you all want very much to see Jasper."

"What we want, and can't wait to see, is both of you, together," Emmett made the distinction.

"Right. I get that, Em. I really do. Having said that, I hope you guys will understand, that I need some time with him myself. Just the two of us. I want to take him on a road trip. I'm gonna pick him up at the airport and we'll leave right from there," Edward informed.

"As long as you come back for the wedding, it sounds like a good idea to me. We'll still get to see the two of you, and you'll get the time you need alone too," Emmett smiled.

"You just damn better make sure you are back in time, not just for the wedding, but for the dinner the night before too," the wedding planner dictated. "In fact, you should come back Thursday, just in case," Seth furrowed his brow. "Where are you going, anyway?"

Edward outlined his planned itinerary for them and Emmett brought up the point of accomodations. Edward and Jasper were officially a couple now, with an eye toward making a relationship work. Two beds, or worse, two hotel rooms would not at all be conducive to that plan. Edward's blush answered for him. Then, much to Edward's initial mortification, they established that all six of them had no problems engaging in phone sex when geography prevented skin in skin interaction. When the conversation turned to plans for the big night, it turned out Garrett had the best advice to give, on just being intimate and being himself. Everything else would fall into place.

"So, guys, Thursday is Maggie's twenty fifth," Edward turned to other plans.

"Oh, it's a big birthday," Emmett noted.

"What is Rosalie planning for her?" Seth asked. He didn't refer to the tall blonde as an Amazon as there was no fun to be had when she wasn't here to hear it.

"Rosalie has rented the penthouse at Canlis. Canlis is Maggie's favorite restaurant," Edward answered.

"Oh, that's ideal," Garrett endorsed. He took his husband's hand when he saw the blank look on Seth's face. "You remember, Sweetness. We had the bank Christmas party there last year."

"Oh, yeah," Seth remembered. "It has a big fireplace and a grand piano, and stunning water views. It's perfect for Maggie!"

"Maggie doesn't know about the private rooms Canlis has upstairs, so she'll never suspect. Rosalie only told her that everyone is coming and she'll like it. She swore everyone to secrecy under pain of death," Edward informed.

"I am sorry I will miss that," Nasir expressed.

"Oh, so am I. You're heading back to New York?" Edward was not aware.

"I am taking red eye tonight, but I will be back this weekend for good," Nasir stated. "Well, not for good, but until I am a married man," he smiled at Emmett.

"Well, I hope you're back this weekend, because I want to have a Labor Day weekend party at my place on Saturday," Edward revealed.

"You don't have to work Saturday?" Seth asked.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I do have to work Saturday," Edward confirmed. "I'm gonna have it catered. Garrett, please don't let me leave without Carla's number."

"Hand me your phone," Garrett held out his hand.

"I was hoping you guys would come and play host for me until I get home," Edward handed over his cell.

"No problem, Eddie. Unless I'm at the airport, I'll be there," Emmett committed.

"Garrett and I will be there in any event. Who all is coming?" Seth inquired.

"My friends, including from work, my neighbors," Edward began to list them.

"Diane and that other lady? The ones in the big floppy hats?" Seth asked.

"Her name is Sophie, and yes," Edward aswered. "Leo and Zack should be in town by then too."

"Oh, fun! Are they staying with you?" Seth asked.

"No. They're gonna stay with Zack's mom. They're both her sons now," Edward informed.

"That's good," Emmett nodded.

"They're gonna leave as soon as Leo get's off work Friday night. It's a sixteen hour trip, but knowing how they drive, I'm sure it will take them less," Edward surmised.

"Like, four," Seth giggled.

"I hope they don't go quite that fast. They're gonna take a few days to go see Leo's parents while they're off and up here that week too," Edward added.

"As long as they're back in time," Emmett expressed.

"They're planning to drive back Thursday night," Edward told the last of what he knew of his little brothers' plans.

"We saw Zack a few weeks ago at the gallery, but I can't remember the last time we saw our little Leo," Emmett shook his head.

"It will be nice to see them both together," Nasir agreed.

"I remember when they were just kids," Seth thought back.

"Shit yeah. They were nearly as small as you," Emmett teased.

"Dangerously thin ice, Mary," Seth warned.

"C'mon, Sweetie. Let's clean up," Emmett rose and began to gather plates and bowls.

"Hey, thanks for dinner, guys. Can I help clean up?" Edward offered.

"Relax, Edward. That's what we have Seth and Emmett for," Garrett teased with a sly smile.

"I hope you weren't expecting dessert later tonight, Mr. Thompson," Seth picked up the salad bowls and headed inside.

"Let me get that for you, Sweetness," Garrett was quickly up out of his chair. "You should sit down, put your feet up. In fact, may I rub them for you?" he followed his husband inside. Emmett only chuckled to himself as he gathered what remained and headed for the kitchen himself.

"Edward," Nasir took his hand once they were left alone, "I hope this trip is everything you want it to be, for both of you."

"Thanks, Nasir. I do too," Edward was touched.

"It was so nice seeing him and getting to know him a little bit in New York. Jasper is a good man. You are too. You deserve each other and I want so much to see you happy together," Nasir continued.

"I can't even tell you how much I want that too," Edward nodded.

"You must be very excited to see him," Nasir smiled.

"See him, kiss him, lick him, suck him, you name it!" Edward laughed and Nasir laughed with him. "Seriously though, just being with him is so great I don't even have the words. To look into his eyes, see his face, touch him," Edward got lost in his mind's eye.

"And kiss him and lick him and suck him," Nasir picked up and they laughed again. "But I understand. It is the same for me. Did Emmett tell you, he was waiting in the back of my limousine at the airport when I came home."

"How did you guys make it home?" Edward teased.

"We did not! He was very prepared. It was the best ride home from the airport ever in my life," Nasir stated.

"You guys fucked in the limo on the way home?" Edward asked to confirm.

"I do not fuck," Nasir was faux indignant. "I make love, and I took him all the way home," he boasted. "Well, if I am honest, I was not able to last that long. Most of the way. As long as I could."

"Good for Emmett. Good for you too," Edward smiled and patted the hand he still held.

"Hey, what's with the hand holding?" Emmett walked out with fresh beers around. "This sexy Arab's taken, Eddie."

"This sexy Arab was just telling me about your ride home from the airport," Edward informed.

"I got ridden home from the airport all right," Emmett cocked his head. "What can I say?" he put his hand on Nasir's shoulder as he sat down beside his partner. "I missed my guy. A lot."

"And speaking of missing your guy a lot," Seth and Garrett joined them. "I am going to want a full report of what happens on your trip. Most especially in your hotel rooms. Leave out no detail, no matter how minute or insignificant you may think it to be."

"Like if I kiss his eyebrow, or lick his ear?" Edward was flip.

"Exactly," Seth confirmed.

"His tongue went here, my dick went there, that kinda thing?" Edward continued.

"Precisely, but with those blanks filled in, obviously. We'll schedule a debrief," Seth took a swig of his beer.

"Sweetie, do we need to know those details?" Emmett asked.

"You might not," Seth dismissed.

"Seth, I love you, but I am not going to share those details. If Jasper wants to do that, I won't mind at all, but that's up to him," Edward stated.

"Oh, please. We'll never get details out of Jasper. The CIA should keep secrets so well as he does," Seth waved a hand in the air in his exasperation.

"Well, you're not gonna get 'em out of me either. If I am able to make love to him like I want to, I will tell you what the back side of the moon looked like when I went over it, but that's it," Edward was firm.

"Please. I know what the back side of the moon looks like. Have you met this guy?" Seth cocked a thumb at his husband. Garrett only smiled proudly.

"Uh, yes, yes I have. I seem to recall telling my smart ass little Native American friend all about my hot portfolio manager and how great I thought he would be for you. Does any of that ring a bell?" Edward gave as good as he got.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Seth flipped his hair over his shoulder.

"I didn't think you would," Edward took another pull on his beer. "You know what, guys? As much as I woud love another beer. When I'm finished with this, I think I should switch to coffee. I do have to drive home to Covington."

"Already put it to brew," Garrett smiled. "It will be ready by the time you are."

"Thanks, Garrett," Edward tipped his bottle at him.

In another hour Edward was on his way home, with tight hugs and wishes well from all of them. They would not see him again until he returned from the Cascades with Jasper by his side.

An hour after that saw Emmett and Nasir on the curb in front of their building again, while Bobby waited beside a Lincoln Town Car. Emmett carried Nasir's suitcase. Nasir had changed into his travel attire of jeans, dress shirt and shoes, and suit jacket. His briefcase hung from his shoulder.

"Mr. al Qasimi, Mr. McCarty," Bobby greeted.

"Hey, Bobby," Emmett placed the big suitcase in the trunk. The driver closed the trunk and went to open the rear door. He stood obediently by.

"I'll get the door, Bobby. Go ahead," Emmett bid.

"Yes, sir," Bobby went around and got in behind the wheel. Emmett and Nasir stood close together in the open back passenger door, facing each other. They gazed into each others eyes, eyes that were filled at once with love and sadness that they must once again be parted.

"I guess this is getting to be a habit," Emmett ran the fingers of his right hand down Nasir's lapel.

"It is not one that I like," Nasir stated.

"Thanks for coming home for the weekend," Emmett mustered a small smile.

"Do not thank me for that," Nasir took hold of Emmett's biceps. "It breaks my heart to hear you thank me for that. Do you not know there is no place I would rather be?"

"I know that, Nasi. I do know that. Me too. I didn't mean to make you feel bad," Emmett's eyes were filled with his apology.

"I love you so much," Nasir took Emmett in his arms. "I miss you so much. It is torture for me when I am gone, but I must do this for us."

"I know that too. I don't want us to be sad, Babe," Emmett held his partner tightly. "I'm here and I'm yours, wherever you are. Just know that. In two weeks I'm gonna marry you."

"That will be the happiest day of my life," Nasir stated.

"Me too. Then I'm gonna have your babies," Emmett smiled.

"You can't have babies," Nasir pointed out.

"But you just keep on trying to get me pregnant, okay?" Emmett teased.

"I will," Nasir laid his head on Emmett's shoulder. They both stood in silence, just holding each other for several minutes. Once again Nasir resolved that Emmett would have to let go of him first.

"Okay," Emmett finally pulled back and rubbed his lover's shoulders. "Have a safe flight. Take care of business."

"I will be back at the end of the week, for sure this time. I love you, my Emmett," Nasir put a hand to the taller man's face.

"I love you too, Nasi, with all my heart," Emmett leaned in and gave his partner and soft, lingering and loving kiss. "Call me when you get in. I don't care what time it is."

"I will," Nasir assured as he seated himself in the back of the car. Emmett closed the back door.

The driver, already behind the wheel, started the car and put it in gear.

"Just a moment, Bobby," Nasir spoke as he and Emmett placed their hands flat on the glass of his window, inside and out just as they did the last time. They looked at each other's hands, and into each other's eyes for a long moment.

"Okay," Nasir finally gave leave for his driver to drive. Emmett stood on the curb until his lover's car was down the street and around the corner out of sight.