AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Much thanks to my sister for reminding me to get this out today. And speaking of my beautiful, brilliant sister, how about that cliffhanger at the end of Errors 61? I do love a good cliffhanger. What will happen to Edward? ((I know, but I'm not telling!))
Here is more of Emmett's first trip to New York. I hope you enjoy.
Huge hugs for Maureen, Rebecca and Kate.
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 of these stories are in my profile as well.
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.
Chapter 25: New Neighborhood
Nasir woke first. He did not have a very restful night, but he figured he must have gotten more sleep than Emmett. His husband slept soundly in his arms. They were covered to their chests by the sheet and blanket. Emmett lay on his side and Nasir spooned him, his face against the back of the base of Emmett's neck, with his arm snugly around Emmett's big chest. Emmett held the arm that held him as he slept more contentedly than he had since his husband flew back to New York.
Nasir closed his eyes again and just drank in the feel and scent of the man he loved, here in his arms, in this bed that had been so cold and empty. He nuzzled into the back of Emmett's neck and was still, content to just listen to the sound of Emmett breathing. Nasir let his fingertips move lightly up and down Emmett's happy trail. It didn't take long for Nasir to discover Emmett's hard cock. Nasir couldn't help his own arousal as his fingers slowly encircled the thick McCarty bone. He gave Emmett a long, slow stroke, which prompted a heavy sigh from Emmett in his sleep. Nasir didn't do it again as he did not want to wake his slumbering husband. He just held Emmett's thick erection and reflected on the countless times they had fallen asleep and woken up just this way.
This was happiness, holding the man he loved, his husband, naked together in their bed. Their other bed. Nasir could not help but smile against the back of Emmett's neck as he thought about their wedding, just a week ago now. He thought about how Emmett had transformed his life from drab existence to light filled joy. It bothered Nasir that his immigration problems, caused by his hateful family, forced him to find a job that kept them parted for so much of the time. It wasn't easy on him and he knew it wasn't easy on Emmett either. Emmett always put on a brave face for him, and he had Seth, but Nasir knew.
Nasir kissed the back of Emmett's neck. He gave soft, warm kisses that would not be enough to wake Emmett. Nasir's own erection slowly grew until he was forced to move back for a moment to let his cock spring upward. He then nestled it in Emmett's crack and both men gave a satisfied sigh. Nasir pressed his hips forward just a little. He took care not to wake Emmett, but he just couldn't help himself. They had satisfied their mutual and urgent need a couple of hours ago. Nasir loved that neither of them wanted to wait until they reached the bedroom. That didn't mean he wasn't still horny. His cock ached to be inside his husband.
Nasir let his fingers stray lightly up and down Emmett's big, hard cock, and every thick inch turned him on more. Nasir remembered that sometimes when they slept like this, when he spooned Emmett this way, they would both hitch up their left leg. Emmett would roll over partly and Nasir would lay his head on Emmett's broad back. Nasir slowly bent his knee, hoping to achieve exactly that position now. Even with one of them still asleep, their bodies moved with the ease and comfort of two men who were intimately familiar with each other.
Nasir reluctantly let go of Emmett's hard cock and slipped his arm out from under Emmett's arm. There were other, equally familiar areas of his husband's body he wanted to play with. Nasir ran his hand over Emmett's thigh and down between his legs to fondle Emmett's big balls in their loose, smooth sac. He could not resist running his fingers back over Emmett's exposed perineum. Nasir rolled back slightly to allow himself the room to slip his fingers into Emmett's damp, lightly hairy crack. He closed his eyes as his fingertips found Emmett's hole. Nasir's own cock flexed as he gently massaged his husband's opening. He was making himself as crazy as he had been in anticipation of this last night.
Nasir brought his hand to his face and stuck his middle finger in his mouth. When he was satisfied that his finger was as coated with his saliva as was possible, he returned his hand to Emmett's ass. Nasir rubbed Emmett's most intimate place with his wet finger. His dick jumped again and he knew without looking that he was already leaking. Wetting his finger had been a mistake. Emmett's hole felt twice as good slicked up the little bit that it was, and now he had a hint on his tongue of what his husband tasted like. It made Nasir's mouth water. Emmett gave a soft moan in his sleep and this only turned Nasir on more.
He knew he should stop. He knew he should let his husband sleep. Of course, he hadn't woken Emmett yet. Nasir decided he could wait and let Emmett sleep as long as he wanted, if he could just sneak a taste. He would content himself with just a lick. That's all he wanted. No, make that needed. Nasir ever so carefully rolled away from Emmett, sat up, and turned himself around. Just as carefully, Nasir nestled his body back up behind Emmett. His knees were on his pillow and his face in Emmett's ass. Nasir ran his right hand over his husband's solid left glute and hip. He licked his lips in anticipation as he lowered his face between Emmett's cheeks. All he wanted was a taste. Nasir gently used his hand to spread Emmett even wider. Slowly and softly, he touched his tongue to Emmett's hole.
The taste and feel of his husband's most private place sent a jolt from his tongue straight to his cock. Nasir gave a slow, broad lick over Emmett's opening. Emmett made another soft moan and Nasir knew he was in danger of waking his husband. He knew he should stop, but Nasir dearly loved licking Emmett's ass and he just didn't get to do it enough. What difference would one more lick make, really? Nasir let his tongue circle Emmett's hole and then pass slowly over it again.
Nasir chastised himself. He should have known better. Once he had a taste of Emmett's hole, one lick would not be enough. There was no way he could stop himself now. Nasir closed his eyes and gave soft little licks at Emmett's opening. He didn't even realize that he pressed his erection between Emmett's wide shoulder blades. Nasir lapped at the relaxing hole and could hardly contain his lust. He gently, because he just could not help himself, pressed his tongue inside Emmett. Nasir slowly stuck his tongue as far up his husband's ass as he possibly could, dreaming of doing the same with his cock. He hoped this too would not wake Emmett.
But it did.
Emmett's eyes flew open and his back arched as he sucked in a loud gasp. He lifted his head to look down at where his husband fucked him with his tongue. "Ugh, Nasi, my God!"
Nasir felt Emmett stiffen and speak, but did not pull his tongue out of Emmett's body. And there was no reason to hold back now. Nasir reached around to grip Emmett's hard bone. He jacked Emmett with the same rhythm he thrust his tongue in Emmett's hole.
"Fuck, what a way to wake up!" Emmett reached behind him to rub Nasir's shoulder and back. He closed his eyes and put his head back against Nasir's knee. "Ugh," Emmett loved the feeling of his husband's tongue plunging into him. "God, Nasi, I've been dying for this all week!"
Nasir wanted to express how much he completely agreed, but he would have to pull his tongue out of Emmett's ass to do that, and figured his actions spoke for him. Emmett lifted his left leg to give his husband greater access, and Nasir took immediate advantage.
"Umm!" Nasir growled into Emmett's ass. He liked when Emmett spread his legs as that way Emmett's big nuts were right in his face.
"Please fuck me, Nasi," Emmett expressed his desire. "I know we already played, but you make me feel so good. I want you to make love to me," he rubbed Nasir's arm and shoulder.
Nasir finally pulled his tongue out of Emmett's hole and just held Emmett's big dick. He lifted his head to look up at his husband. "My Emmett, because we played earlier, now I will be able to last," Nasir informed.
"Me too, Babe," Emmett smiled. He put a hand to Nasir's scruffy face. "If you had tried to fuck me when we first came in the door, after that ride from the airport, I would have squirted all over the second you got inside me."
"I would have squirted with you," Nasir agreed.
"More tongue in my ass, please," Emmett pushed Nasir's head back down. Nasir was only too pleased to oblige.
"Ugh, yeah," Emmett closed his eyes again as his husband's tongue washed over his hole. Nasir lapped at Emmett's relaxed opening. He let go of Emmett's cock and brought his hand around to join his mouth. Nasir circled around Emmett's hole with his index finger while Nasir licked both. Once his finger was as coated with his spit as Emmett was, Nasir slowly pushed his finger into Emmett.
"Hoh," Emmett let his eyes roll back. For one finger, as relaxed as his skilled lover had him, Nasir's saliva was plenty of lubricant. Nasir scooted down slightly, placing his head even further between Emmett's legs. He licked at Emmett's perineum, moving toward his balls, while he rubbed Emmett's prostate with his buried finger.
"Shit, Nasi! That's it," Emmett shook his head. "Get your dick in me," he commanded. Nasir ran his tongue over Emmett's loose scrotum while he slowly pulled his finger out of his husband's body. He then slowly pushed his index and middle fingers together into Emmett as he sucked Emmett's left testicle into his mouth.
"Oh, shit, Babe," Emmett closed his eyes and put his head back as his husband's mouth enveloped his sensitive orb and double digits probed into him. "Ugh," he moaned as Nasir's fingers massaged his prostate again. Nasir wanted to take his time as he prepared Emmett for his cock. He ran his tongue around the smooth egg in his mouth.
"Nasi, I'm ready. Make love to me. I want you inside me," Emmett bid. "Oh, shit!" he had a sudden realization. "I didn't bring any baby oil or anything."
Nasir gently relinquished his husband's testicle. "Habibi," he looked up as he slowly withdrew his fingers from within Emmett. "Do you think I would long for this moment with my zawji all week and not be ready for you?"
"No," Emmett smiled his admission. Nasir rolled away from Emmett and sat up to reach the bedside table on his side. He opened the top drawer and pulled out a small bottle of baby oil. From the next drawer down, Nasir produced a large bath sheet sized towel and a matching hand towel. He set the hand towel and little bottle of oil on the bed, and shook out the larger towel.
"I'll take that," Emmett sat up and snatched the little bottle of oil from the towel. Nasir spread out the bath sheet on the bed.
"Lay down," Emmett gestured toward the towel.
"Me lay down? What are we doing?" Nasir asked as he knelt on the bed.
"Lay down and you'll see," Emmett urged. Nasir did as he was told with a smile, as he laid down on the bath sheet on his back. That he didn't know what Emmett had in mind excited him. There was nothing Nasir would deny his husband, especially in bed.
"There. That's better," Emmett knelt on the bed and moved into place between Nasir's legs. Nasir spread his legs to give his husband room.
"Put your hands up behind your head," Emmett directed further. Nasir said nothing as he obeyed and watched Emmett snap opened the top of the baby oil bottle. Emmett poured oil into his hand and set the bottle down on the bed, leaning it against Nasir's leg. Emmett smiled down on his husband as he rubbed his hands together. He reached down and wrapped his oily hands around Nasir's hard cock. The smile vanished from Nasir's face as Emmett's oily fists both slipped down the full length of his rod.
"Habibi!" Nasir let his eyes slowly close as Emmett's slick fingers twisted around his scrotum.
"Feel good?" Emmett smiled down on his sexy husband.
"Oh, na'am," Nasir nodded. Emmett slipped his fists over the head of Nasir's rock hard penis again and ran them slowly down to Nasir's pubes again.
"Ugh," Nasir felt Emmett hold his pole at the base with one fist while he slipped the other back up. Emmett tried to hold Nasir's skin taut while he slowly pumped his slick fist up and down his husband's straining cock.
"Habibi," Nasir moaned as Emmett stroked his now very slick pole. Nasir was ready. Emmett was not.
Emmett leaned down to take full advantage of the fact that baby oil was tasteless. He held Nasir's skin as taut as he was able while he ran his slick fist up and down the rock hard prick, and ran his tongue back and forth over Nasir's frenulum.
"Huh, ugh, Emmett!" Nasir's entire body stiffened as his husband played it like a finely tuned instrument. Nasir laid still for three more pumps of Emmett's fist on his now throbbing cock. Emmett loved that he could taste his husband's precum as the iron hard post leaked under his hands and tongue.
"Hey," Emmett protested when Nasir sat up. Nasir put a hand on Emmett's shoulder and Emmett allowed himself to be pushed back.
"I'm not done playing with my husband's mouthwatering dick," Emmett stated and reached for it again.
"Yes you are," Nasir batted Emmett's hand away. "If I let you go on like that, I will end up coming in your mouth again."
"In that case," Emmett picked up the baby oil bottle and handed it to Nasir. He flopped down onto his back and lifted his legs into the air. "Get that thing where it belongs."
"With pleasure, my big, beautiful, American zawji," Nasir smiled as he climbed to his knees and flipped open the bottle. He poured oil into his left hand, closed the bottle, and set it aside. He ran the tips of his first two fingers around Emmett's relaxed hole and wrapped his right hand around Emmett's thick mast. He pushed his fingers into Emmett and gave the big dick an upward stroke. Nasir leaned down to lick the clear juice that welled in Emmett's slit. He licked his lips and took Emmett in his mouth as he began to massage Emmett's prostate with his fingers again.
"Hoh, Nasi!" Emmett's eyes went wide as his fat crank sank down his husband's throat. Nasir's tongue moved against his sensitive cum tube as the probing fingers stimulated him from inside.
"Get your cock in me!" Emmett cried. Nasir slowly pulled his fingers out of Emmett's body at the same pace he drew his mouth up Emmett's bone.
"You are ready for me to fuck you?" Nasir asked as he gave himself a stroke with his oily left hand.
"Remember when you almost fucked me on our wedding night?" Emmett looked up at his husband.
"I do," Nasir confirmed.
"Remember when you pulled your dick out of my ass?" Emmett enquired further.
"Yes," Nasir nodded.
"I've been ready since then," Emmett informed.
"Ah," Nasir scooted himself forward between Emmett's raised legs and pointed himself at Emmett's waiting and expectant hole. "You want my dick back in you now?" he asked as he teased Emmett's opening with the head of his cock.
"Take me, Nasi, I'm yours," Emmett implored.
"As I am yours, my habibi zawji," Nasir pressed his hardness into his husband's body. Emmett was relaxed and prepared and the head of Nasir's manhood penetrated his ring of muscle without difficulty.
"Mmm," Nasir felt his head slip inside his husband.
"Yeah," Emmett encouraged as Nasir entered him. "More, Nasi. I need you inside me."
"I do too, Habibi," Nasir pushed forward. "Ugh," his eyes rolled back as the first half of his cock slowly sank into Emmett's ass.
"Oh, fuck, yeah! Deep, Babe. I need all of you," Emmett demanded. Nasir slowly eased more of his shaft into Emmett's body. But not fast enough for Emmett.
"Deep, Nasi!" Emmett wrapped his legs around his husband and, with heels in Nasir's butt, pushed him forward.
"Guh!" Nasir grunted as his pelvis came flush with Emmett's cheeks and all nine of his inches throbbed inside his husband's body.
"Oh, my God!" Emmett threw his head back on the bed and arched his back from the welcome feeling of fullness from his husband's cock. "Now I'm home. Now I'm home."
"I am home too," Nasir laid himself down on Emmett. Emmett immediately wrapped his arms around Nasir's torso and held him tightly. Nasir nuzzled into Emmett's throat and took a deep breath to steady himself. Fully seated inside Emmett, coupled with the feeling of Emmett's big dick throbbing where it was trapped between their bodies, did not make that easy.
Emmett took Nasir's head in both hands and lifted him just enough to look deeply into his soft brown, loving eyes. "God, Nasi, I love you so much. My heart, my body, my soul, all belong to you."
"It is the same for me, my beautiful Emmett," Nasir put one hand to Emmett's face as he looked back into his husband's crystal blues. "Everything that I am, belongs to you."
"Make love to me now, Nasi. Take me," Emmett bid.
Both men had the same thought at the same time as they opened their mouths to each other. Nasir's tongue invaded Emmett's mouth just as his cock invaded Emmett's ass. Nasir pulled his hips back and pressed himself balls deep into Emmett again.
"Hmm!" Emmett moaned into Nasir's mouth as his husband began to fuck him. Nasir pulled back further and pushed home again. Even though they had played when they first got home, the way the tight, slick, hot confines of Emmett's body encased his cock, and the way Emmett's tongue moved over his own nearly drove Nasir beyond thought.
Nasir began to thrust into Emmett. Emmett's own joint throbbed between their bodies, his precum smearing both of them. Nasir could not hold himself back as he pumped his cock into his husband faster. Emmett clutched to his husband's head as Nasir kissed and fucked him.
Nasir broke their kiss and stopped thrusting as he dropped his forehead to Emmett's shoulder. He just held still, his bone fully buried within Emmett again as he fought to catch his breath. Emmett just held his husband as they both panted.
"Nasi, you feel so good," Emmett spoke in a hoarse whisper.
"It is too good," Nasir held himself up and slowly pulled his hardness from Emmett's hole.
"Too good? Whaddaya mean?" Emmett lifted his head.
"This position. Facing you and kissing you, I will not last. I want to fuck you slow and deep," Nasir explained as he pulled himself free of Emmett's ass.
"I want that too," Emmett agreed.
"Roll onto your side," Nasir bid. Emmett got it and did so as Nasir moved into a spooning position behind him. Just like when Emmett first woke up, he laid on his side and held up his left leg. This time it was not his husband's tongue in his ass as Nasir pressed his dick back inside him. Nasir wrapped his arms around Emmett as his bone sank up Emmett's ass again. He kissed the back and side of Emmett's neck as he pulled his hips back and then pushed forward again.
"Ugh," Emmett felt Nasir's cock brush his prostate as it moved within him. He closed his eyes as his husband made love to him from behind.
Nasir let his head fall back on the bed. His eyes were closed and his mouth hung open as he concentrated on the movement of his hips. Nasir slowly pulled back and pressed his straining, leaking penis deep inside Emmett's body.
"Oh, yeah, Babe," Emmett closed his eyes as his husband's throbbing bone rubbed slowly and repeatedly over his prostate. He reached up with his left hand to brace himself on the ornate headboard. Realization dawned on him and he turned his head to look over his shoulder at his husband. "Nasi, this is just like the first time we made love."
"It is better," Nasir ran his tongue along Emmett's shoulder. "Because now we love each other."
"It is better," Emmett agreed as he turned his head back and closed his eyes. Nasir continued his slow, deliberate pace as he moved his cock in Emmett's ass. He bit into Emmett's trapezius muscle.
"Oh, shit! Bite me while you fuck me!" Emmett loved it. He lowered his foot to let it rest on Nasir's left thigh. Nasir didn't mind at all. He circled Emmett's left nipple with the oily fingers of his left hand. He pinched, bit and fucked Emmett all at the same time.
"How did I make it all week?" Emmett mused aloud as his husband gave him as much pleasure as he took. He closed his eyes and moved his head back to rest on Nasir's shoulder. In that moment, Emmett wished his husband could and would, fuck him all day.
Until Nasir's still oily hand moved down to grasp his leaking, aching cock. Nasir deliberately rubbed the palm of his hand over Emmett's dripping head to gather even more slickness before he wrapped his hand around the big dick. Nasir stroked Emmett from his seeping head, down the thick organ to Emmett's trimmed pubes, and back up. He kept the same pace with his hand on Emmett's bone, as his pole in Emmett's ass.
"Oh, Nasi, Jesus, don't stroke me too!" Emmett pleaded. He wanted to just go on, but now he knew he would come. The hand moved slowly on his cock, in time with the pole that rubbed against his prostate within him, but it was just enough. Emmett's pressure was building.
Nasir knew he shouldn't have grabbed his husband's long, thick organ. The feel of Emmett, from inside and out, along with the sounds he made, turned Nasir on no end. And now he had hold of the fat cock, he was not about to let go of it.
"Huh, Habibi," Nasir moaned into his husband's ear.
"I know, Nasi, Jesus," Emmett squeezed his eyes shut.
"Ugh, uh," Nasir increased the pace of his deep thrusts in Emmett's hole, and the slick hand that rode Emmett's throbbing cock.
"Nasi!" Emmett whimpered. "You feel too good. Slow down or I'll come!" he warned.
But Nasir couldn't, not even if he wanted too. He had placed them in this position out of a desire to take longer, and he had, in truth, aleady lasted longer than he would have if he were facing his husband. But Emmett just felt too right, too good, too perfect. Their cocks, their bodies, their souls were made for each other.
"Nasi, please! I want to come with you," Emmett pleaded. He too wanted to take his time, but Emmett's time was quickly running out.
"Hoh," Nasir inreased his pace again as he thrust into Emmett. This time he did not keep pace with his hand. He wanted Emmett to last as long as possible. Nasir slowed his hand almost to stillness in an effort to slow down Emmett's orgasm. But it didn't work. As the stimulation on his straining cock eased, the spike within him jabbed harder and faster at his prostate.
"Nasi, my God!" Emmett was nearly reduced to a quivering mass. His entire body grew as stiff as his cock in Nasir's hand.
"Habibi, my habibi," Nasir chanted as his thrusts into Emmett grew erratic. He just held Emmett's big, throbbing bone as his own moved in the tight, hot, slick embrace of his husband's body Emmett gasped and his eyes grew wide as he felt the iron hard rod in his ass grow even harder.
"Hah!" Nasir control over his own quivering muscles was reduced with each thrust in Emmett's hole.
"Nasi! Fuck! I'm coming!" Emmett cried for them both. "Ungh!" he exploded in Nasir's hand.
"Haa!" Nasir yelled with Emmett. He buried his rod to the hilt inside Emmett as he erupted deep within his husband's body. Nasir just held Emmett as the big weapon went off. Heavy bolts of spunk pelted Emmett on his chest and chin.
"Hoh!" Emmett felt each pulse of the spear inside him on his prostate, which in turn forced another spurt from him.
"Yuh!" Nasir held the big, squirting cock in his hand as he emptied his balls up Emmett's ass. Both men shook and trembled as their powerful joint orgasm rocked them.
"Ho-oh, my God," Emmett whimpered. His seed no longer shot, but poured out of him onto the bath sheet. Nasir struggled to catch his breath. He still held his pelvis flush with Emmett's glutes, his very hard bone buried to the hilt inside his husband's body.
"Ha-abibi," Nasir panted as he finished coming in Emmett's ass.
"Fuck, Babe," Emmett was limp all over, save the part in Nasir's hand. Nasir finally managed the strength and wit to move and pulled his hips back. He pulled his still hard pole half way out of Emmett. Nasir pushed himself back into Emmett fully and gave the big, yet hard cock in his hand a stroke at the same time.
"Ugh," Emmett let his eyes roll back.
"Huh," Nasir did the same as he milked in this way that last of their jizz from both of them.
Both men lay still then for a long while. Nasir's manhood was still seated fully inside Emmett and both men wanted that to last as long as possible. They caught their breath and relaxed, both basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. The scent of their coupling hung about them.
"Wow, Nasi," Emmett rubbed the hairy forearm of the hand that still held his now half hard cock. "You are always the most incredible lover."
"How can I not be when I get to make love to you?" Nasir kissed Emmett's back.
"That's sweet, Babe," Emmett closed his eyes. He did not want to go back to sleep, but he was very relaxed. Emmett was willing to lay this way with his husband for as long as Nasir wanted.
"I am so happy you are here with me," Nasir expressed quietly.
"I'm just happy we're together," Emmett added. He turned his head and rolled back against Nasir in an effort to kiss him. Nasir lifted his head to kiss his husband softly and lovingly on his lips.
"Are you ready to get up?" Nasir asked. Both of them had softened to the point where Nasir was sure he would slip out of Emmett at any moment.
"I'm sure I need a shower by now," Emmett concluded. "I haven't had one since yesterday, I slept in my clothes, what little I did sleep, and I've played with you twice now. I must smell like a cheap whore."
"You smell like a big, sexy, well loved, beautiful man," Nasir stated. Emmett just smiled, moved forward a tiny bit, and Nasir fell out of him. Nasir rolled back to lay spread eagle on the bed while Emmett sat up.
"Damn," Emmett reached for the hand towel. "Good thing we put the big towel down. I made a mess."
"Do not wipe it off!" Nasir shot up. He grabbed Emmett's shoulders and pulled him to lay down on his back. Nasir started with Emmett's face. He carefully licked the cooling spunk from the hair on Emmett's chin. Nasir then moved down to Emmett's chest and licked the streaks of cum from the big pecs, pausing to give special attention to his husband's perfect nipples. Saving the best for last, Nasir finished by taking Emmett's spent cock in his mouth.
"Mmm," Emmett closed his eyes and let his husband nurse on him. The thick glob of cum that Nasir milked from Emmett when they both finished, was now caught up in Emmett's foreskin. Nasir carefully and thoroughly cleaned the serpent's thick hood with his loving tongue and sucked on him gently.
"There," Nasir licked his lips and sat up when he finally relinquished Emmett's cock. "Now you are ready for the shower," he patted Emmett's leg and rose from the bed, gathering the towels as he did so. Emmett followed his husband into the big Moroccan master bath.
"Look, Habibi," Nasir deposited the towels into the hamper. "This is your toothbrush," he pointed proudly to the stylish holder between the matching vessel sinks. Emmett couldn't help but smile. He knew, of course, that Nasir had purchased the types of toothbrushes they both liked to have ready for them. It warmed his heart to know that he was thought of and a presence, even a little bit, in this place where he had never stepped foot before today.
"Thank you, Nasi," Emmett stepped up to his husband and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips.
"I told you, you did not need to bring anything. I do not know what is in your bag," Nasir expressed. "You just needed to bring me this," he took hold of Emmett's soft cock.
"Well, I pretty much take that everywhere," Emmett teased as Nasir gently led him to the shower by his dick. The big clear glass enclosure with the bright Moorish tiles could have comfortably accommodated six men. Nasir leaned in to turn on the water. They waited briefly for it to warm up and stepped into the spray from the multiple heads together. Both men took their time and enjoyed washing each other's hair and bodies. Nasir took special care to wash the oil and cum from Emmett's chest, abdomen and ass. Emmett paid equal attention to his husband's cock and balls. When they were done, two more bath sheets awaited them on the warming bar.
"Hey," Emmett stood in the middle of the bathroom toweling his hair. "Show me our house," he bid as he lowered his towel to hang about his neck. "I've played with you twice and took a nice nap, but I still haven't seen the place."
"We have our priorities," Nasir smiled as he hitched his towel about his waist.
"Well, making love and cuddling with you is absolutely at the top of my priority list, but now I've done that, I would like to see it," Emmett expressed.
"Then come with me," Nasir took Emmett's hand and led him back into the master bedroom. "Our bedroom."
"I gathered that," Emmett nodded.
"You see the fireplace?" Nasir pointed.
"It's a real wood burning fireplace?" Emmett paused to look at it.
"It is," Nasir confirmed. "We even have a wood closet full of cedar logs down the hall. And the fireplace on the other side is just as real," Nasir opened the door set in this wall and led Emmett through into their library.
"Wow, Nasi, this is nice," Emmett admired the room richly appointed with dark wood and a plush carpet.
"It will be nice when you get done with it," Nasir stated.
"What am I doing with it?" Emmett asked.
"That big desk has to go," Nasir pointed. "I want two desks for us, facing each other, like we have at home," he stressed. "Our Seattle home."
"It's a really beautiful desk," Emmett walked over to the great, heavy, ornate piece of furniture. "Fit for an Emir," he seated his naked butt in the tufted oxblood leather chair and placed both palms flat on the desk. "Sure you don't want to keep it?"
"Very sure. I want one for me," Nasir was emphatic as he touched himself on his bare chest, "and one for you," he gestured to Emmett.
"Okay, Babe," Emmett rose and walked out from behind the desk. "How would you want them in here?" he paused to look around the room. "If we put them the way we do at home, one of us will have our back to the fireplace. If we have a fire going, that'll just be too damn hot."
"Then we will put the other way," Nasir was easy.
"Yeah," Emmett stood thoughtfully for a moment as he envisioned the room. "I love these built-ins," he ran his free hand along one of the open bookcases in the wall opposite the fireplace.
"What will you put on them?" Nasir asked. It made him smile to think of Emmett putting his touch on their East Coast home.
"Well," Emmett put his hands on his hips. "We don't have a lot of books. Stuff, I guess."
"We will get stuff," Nasir gave an affirming nod.
"What's in here?" Emmett opened a door opposite the door to their bedroom and answered his own question when he discovered a walk in closet and a full bath. "Oh, wow."
"Come, Habibi," Nasir took Emmett's hand. "There is much more to see," he led Emmett out into the hallway and turned right.
"What's down here, the Clearwater Thompson Suite?" Emmett asked.
"And here it is," Nasir opened the door to a bedroom every bit as large as theirs.
"Yeah, nice," Emmett nodded. This room was less ostentatious than theirs. It had all the same pieces of furniture, in the same sizes, but in a much more contemporary style. This second master had only one walk in closet, and while it had a well appointed ensuite full bath, there was only a tiled shower stall that would fit two and no more.
"Okay, show me our terrace now! I really wanna see that," Emmett was excited.
"We have to go back upstairs," Emmett led the way back out into the hallway. "Utility room," Nasir gestured to a closed door on their right as they made their way back up the hall. "The wood closet is in there. And the door that leads out to the service elevator and the trash shoot."
"What else is on this floor?" Emmett asked
"Someone else's two bedroom apartment," Nasir led Emmett through the Z the hallway made on the way back to the stairs. "Here," he paused where there appeared to be closet doors on both sides, "those are just closets, but this side," Nasir pulled open the doors to reveal a wet bar complete with a mini fridge, a wine cooler, a little dishwasher, cabinets above with racks on the bottom to hang stemware, and even a stainless steel coffee maker.
"It's almost a whole mini kitchen," Emmett observed. "Right here in the middle of the hallway," he gestured to the nearby door of the library. "And look. It even comes with a bottle of Laphroaig," Emmett picked it up. "How about that? Uh-oh. Nearly empty."
"Fortunately I know where to get more," Nasir smiled. Emmett replaced the bottle and shut the doors.
"Come, Habibi," Nasir took Emmett's hand again. They made the last turns and headed back up the big, curving staircase.
"Oh, here's our clothes," Emmett observed. "I guess we should pick them up."
"We will get them on the way back," Nasir turned left at the top of the stairs. Through a wide arch was the thirty by twenty foot living room. There was another fireplace in the this room opposite an unbelievably long, custom sofa, upholstered in blue and gold with large red pillows. Matching chairs sat all around with little octagon shaped Moroccan tables interspersed between them. Both men stopped while Emmett surveyed the room in person for the first time.
"Wow. It's a majlis," Emmett concluded.
"I hate it," Nasir stated.
"Well, it's pretty unique," Emmett considered. "I mean, no one else would have a living room like this. And it's nicely done. Everything I've seen so far looks really expensive."
"I want everything to look expensively American," Nasir was firm.
"Hey, I'm proud of my Emirati husband," Emmett squeezed Nasir's hand. "I don't want you to erase all trace of your culture."
"I guess we can talk about it. Our bedroom, at the very least, has to go. I really do hate that bed, Habibi," Nasir negotiated.
"Okay, Babe. We'll redo the bedroom," Emmett agreed.
"Completely," Nasir stressed.
"Completely," Emmett confirmed.
"I have many magazines to inspire you," Nasir informed. "Come now. These doors lead out to the terrace," he led Emmett across the living room to the French doors at the far side. Emmett took his towel from around his neck and wrapped it around himself while Nasir opened the doors.
"Oh, Nasi! Holy shit!" Emmett cinched his towel about his waist as he followed his husband out onto their terrace. "The pictures didn't do this justice. It's like we have our own back yard! But with no lawn to mow!"
They walked out among the teak furniture and large planters that contained trees.
"This one is my favorite," Nasir walked around a double teak chaise lounger. "I fantasize about sleeping out here with you all night."
"Yeah? That does sound really nice," Emmett agreed.
"And then sucking your cock when the sun comes up and wakes us," Nasir finished.
"And that sounds even better. I am actually surprised by the privacy we have out here," Emmett looked around.
"Buildings that are taller are so far away, anyone would need a telescope to see us," Nasir gestured around them.
"I wonder how cold it's going to get tonight?" Emmett wondered aloud. "It's not that warm right now, but the sun sure makes it feel nice."
"I think my fantasy might have to wait until spring," Nasir resigned himself.
"We'll figure something out," Emmett walked to the edge and looked over the brick half wall. "What's this down here?"
"Seventy Eighth Street," Nasir answered. "That is Park Avenue down there," Nasir pointed to the far end.
"Yeah?" Emmett set off down the length of the terrace to where it wrapped around the third side of their home. They passed three big, tall windows that looked into the living room, one into the staircase, and two into the dining room. Around the far side Emmett found a long, glass topped, wrought iron picnic table and benches.
"Wow," Emmett forgot all about wanting to look down at Park Avenue. There were two sets of French doors that opened into the dining room. Emmett opened the first set and walked inside. The space was very formal with an entire wall of built-in cabinetry, behind diamond shaped leaded glass paned doors, that surrounded the fireplace. In keeping with the jewel tones of the living room, the walls below the coffered ceiling were a rich ruby color.
"Oh, Babe," Emmett turned to his husband who walked in behind him. "I'll bet Garrett loved this."
"He did," Nasir confirmed.
"But what do you think? Do you want this redone too?" Emmett inquired.
"I do not hate this," Nasir gave a shrug.
"Well, it's really nicely done," Emmett headed through the small butler's pantry into the bright and airy breakfast room. Here a round glass topped table that seated six was nestled into a bay that stuck out onto the terrace and was glass on three sides with a skylight above.
"What a great place for breakfast," Emmett turned. "Oh, fuck, I love this kitchen!" he headed into the big kitchen that was done in a French Country style. All the cabinetry was not quite white, tinted with the slightest hint of green. A six burner gas range dominated the island and a big rack festooned with pots and pans hung from the ceiling above.
"Oh, yeah, there's that sink," Emmett walked over to the long, deep, white farm sink. He turned and looked around with a furrowed brow. It had not occurred to him when he looked at the pictures, but now that he was standing in the room, Emmett realized that, aside from the two ovens built into the opposite wall, no appliances were evident. "Where's the fridge?"
In answer, Nasir just grasped what looked like the handle to yet another cabinet and pulled. The side by side refrigerator was huge and concealed behind matching cabinet panels.
"Oh," Emmett nodded.
"Go and open that one," Nasir pointed to the cabinet next to the ovens. Emmett walked over and pulled open what turned out to be a wine cooler the size of a standard refrigerator.
"Wow. We gotta have the family here for a holiday. I would love to cook a big meal in this kitchen," Emmett expressed.
"And here," Nasir pulled open a long, deep cooling drawer that was already stocked with beer.
"Oh, just like Seth and Garrett have. I love that," Emmett nodded. "I can't wait for Seth to see this. What's back here?" Emmett pointed to the small hallway that led off the kitchen.
"A full bath and the laundry room," Nasir answered.
"What the hell is the laundry room doing up here?" Emmett didn't get it.
"There is also a small room at the back meant to be a maid's room," Nasir explained.
"Laundry room, huh?" Emmett walked back and opened the door. "Okay, I'm gonna do a load right now. My jeans are a mess. Good thing I sent another pair ahead. Where is my box anyway?"
"In your closet," Nasir answered.
"My closet?" Emmett furrowed his brow.
"There are two walk-in closets between the bedroom and the bathroom," Nasir revealed.
"I see," Emmett headed back out through the kitchen, butler's pantry and dining room to gather the clothing they left strewn about the entry hall.
"Oh, yeah, these are soaked," Emmett held up his jeans.
"The way you leak turns me on," Nasir confessed.
"You had me leaking so much on the drive in here I'm surprised I didn't crumble to dust," Emmett teased. "You want yours washed too?"
"Yes, please," Nasir smiled. Emmett returned to the laundry room and started the machine. He went through the pockets of both pants, held up a small copper coin, and set it on the nearest kitchen counter.
"Oh, your pfennig," Nasir looked at it carefully.
"It was in my shoe when I married the love of my life," Emmett dropped their clothing into the filling washer. "I never want to be without it. There," he closed the lid and walked back out into the kitchen. "How about something to eat? I'm starved."
Nasir pulled open a nearby smaller drawer and produced a menu. "This place is pretty good and they deliver."
"You don't want me to make us something?" Emmett asked.
"There is nothing to make, Habibi," Nasir admitted.
"No?" Emmett opened the doors to the wide fridge and freezer and found only ice. "Oh, I guess not. What have you been doing, Nasi? You don't have a dinner with someone from work every night, do you?"
"This place is pretty good and they deliver," Nasir held up the take out menu.
"Babe," Emmett shut the fridge and freezer doors. "Okay, we're going to do some shopping while I'm here. Are there any good markets around?"
"Duane and Rodney say there are," Nasir stated.
"Oh, the neighbors?" Emmett remembered Nasir mentioning them a time or two.
"They have filled me in on the neighborhood. You will meet them," Nasir assured.
"You said they're a nice couple," Emmett nodded.
"I like them. I know you will too," Nasir smiled.
"Okay, well, let's get dressed and head out. I could eat a horse right now," Emmett took Nasir's hand and led him in the direction of the staircase.
Emmett was dressed in his very sexy, form fitting, Dolce and Gabbana jeans, the only pair he had with him that were not in the washing machine. These had been packed with the intention of evening events, dinner or whatever else Nasir might have planned for them, but Emmett reasoned that they were fine for any time spent with his husband. With this he wore a pale blue scoop tank top that displayed a great deal of his big chest, a dark blue, open cardigan, a matching touring cap, and his beloved old boots. Nasir was in equally well fitting jeans and back in his Irish wool sweater and sandals. Both men wore
their matching Louis Vuitton aviator sun glasses, and their wedding rings on their right hands.
"Hey, trees!" Emmett pointed in surprise when he and Nasir stepped out onto Park Avenue.
"Yes," Nasir agreed.
"This is the street we came in on?" Emmett asked.
"It is," Nasir confirmed. "You did not notice the trees? Park Avenue is a tree lined boulevard from the battery up," he gestured.
"And I didn't notice a single one," Emmett shook his head.
"My hand distracted you," Nasir smiled.
"I was very distracted in the car," Emmett confirmed. He took Nasir's hand as they set off down the wide sidewalk. "Okay, Babe, show me our neighborhood."
"It is my pleasure, my habibi," Nasir smiled at his husband as they turned onto quiet, tree lined 78th Street and headed East. He delighted in the display of dimples that Emmett gave him back. "Though, in truth, I am exploring it for the first time myself."
"You are?" this made Emmett smile as well. "It's nice we can do it together."
"I think so too," Nasir agreed. "I have had no desire to do so until now. That place was a big, empty hole. Now that you are here, it feels like a home."
"That's sweet, Nasi," Emmett squeezed his husband's hand.
"It is true. I am thrilled to go exploring with you," Nasir stated.
"Oh, hey," Emmett pulled his phone out of his pocket. "I gotta call Jasper," he scrolled to his old friend's number and put the phone to his ear. "Damn. Voicemail," Emmett lowered his phone. "I'll text him."
Hey, Sugar
I'm in New York!
Know you're busy, but
I'd love to see you!
Even for just a
drink or a coffee.
Hit me up.
Em
"There," Emmett closed his cell and slipped it back into his pocket. "Wow, what a nice, residential, neighborhood street," he endorsed. "You always hear about New York being this big, loud, crazy place, but you wouldn't know it here."
"It can be very loud and very crazy, but this part is not that part," Nasir agreed. "Duane and Rodney said the little Jewish deli around the corner down here is very good, as is the pizza place next door."
"Oh, now I'm torn," Emmett considered.
"Either way, we must cross the street," Nasir directed. Crossing the quiet one way street was easy. Lexington Avenue was another matter. They were forced to wait for the light to cross.
"How about a nice reuben, Habibi?" Nasir asked as they came to the deli first.
"Pastrami Queen," Emmett read the sign aloud. Then his pocket rang.
"Is that Jasper?" Nasir asked.
"Seth," Emmett answered the call. "Hang on a sec, Seth," he lowered the phone. "Get me a smoked turkey or something like that."
"You want it to go? We can walk and explore while we eat," Nasir suggested.
"Yeah, good idea," Emmett agreed. "There's no place to sit in there anyway," he looked through the glass front of the little hole in the wall deli.
"Hi, Emira," Nasir called toward the phone before he headed inside.
"Hey, Sweetie," Emmett spoke into his cell. His smile was evident in his voice.
"Hey, yourself. How's New York?" Seth asked casually.
"New York is the best fucking place in the world," Emmett stated.
"That wouldn't have anything to do with a certain Arab, would it?" Seth teased.
"The Arab I married? That Arab? Yeah, little bit," Emmett admitted. "Oh," he turned. "I just realized I sent him into a Jewish deli. Maybe I should have gone in."
"Are you two out and about? You able to walk okay?" Seth asked.
"I can walk just fine," Emmett knew where Seth was going.
"Oh. I figured he'd have come in your ass three or four times by now. I mean, it's after noon there!" Seth was dramatic.
"You know what, he's actually only come in my ass once," Emmett informed. He realized that a passerby heard what he said when she turned back to look at him with raised eyebrows. "How ya' doin'?" Emmett smiled.
"Ha!" Seth laughed. "Are you gathering a crowd?"
"I might try to be a bit more discreet," Emmett stated.
"I'll see if I can read between the lines," Seth scoffed.
"Yeah, try to follow me, Seth," Emmett rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses. "He paid me such careful attention during the ride in from the airport, that I was just crazed when we cleared the door. My jeans were soaked."
"But soaked with what?" Seth made the point.
"Not that, though he had me so damn close and kept me there for that whole long ride," Emmett explained.
"Gotcha," Seth got it.
"We didn't even make it down the stairs," Emmett added.
"He blew you on the stairs?" Seth asked.
"We both did," Emmett informed.
"So, how's the house, when you finally got to see it?" Seth inquired.
"Oh, Seth, it's so nice. It's as nice as your place. And the outdoor space is huge!" Emmett enthused.
"I thought so. How private is it though? Are there buildings right on top of you?" Seth asked.
"Actually, no. There's lots of taller buildings, obviously, but they're all far away. It's really very private," Emmett relayed.
"What's the temperature there?" Seth wondered.
"It's pretty nice right now, sunny. It was only in the fifties when I landed this morning though," Emmett apprised.
"No outdoor sports this evening then," Seth concluded.
"If it were warmer, I would be all for that, believe me," Emmett agreed.
"I know. I would too," Seth and his best friend were of like mind. "Well, since you managed to pry your lips and ass off his dick for a minute, are you gonna try to see Jasper?"
"I'd love to. I sent him a text to let him know I'm in town," Emmett stated.
"He knows you're in town. You know Edward told him," Seth assured. "I just hope he can find the time to see you with all he has going on."
"I do too. I haven't see him since your wedding!" Emmett exclaimed. "And before that, way too fucking long."
"I know, Emmy," Seth commiserated. "I know he'd love to see you too."
"Yeah," Emmett turned as Nasir walked out of the deli with their sandwiches. "Okay, Sweetie, food's ready. Gotta go. I'm starving. Tell Garrett to give you a big giant hug from me."
"I'll make him hug me alright, with his lips," Seth stated.
"You do that," Emmett laughed. "I love you."
"I love you too. Kisses. Bye," Seth ended the call.
"Smoked turkey, Habibi," Nasir pulled a large wrapped sandwich from the white paper bag in his hands.
"Oh, yeah," Emmett started to slip his phone into his pocket when it beeped. "Shit, now what? Oh, Jasper texted back."
Hi, Em!
I'd love to see you.
I'm at the studio
til at least 2.
Are you guys free
this afternoon?
I'll leave tickets for
you at willcall for Top
of the Rock and meet
you up there. Then we
can grab a drink someplace.
Let me know.
J
"What's Top of the Rock?" Emmett asked.
"The upper floors of the GE building at Rockefeller Center. It's the seventieth floor, I think. Jasper said it has a great view of the city, but I have never been up there," Nasir informed.
"From seventy stories up, it must have," Emmett concluded. "Jasper said he could meet us up there at around two and he'll leave us tickets."
"Then we should go," Nasir affirmed with a nod.
"Yeah, it'll be really nice to see him," Emmett flipped open his phone to send back a quick confirmation as he and Nasir fell into step together, heading back toward 78th.
It's a date.
See you up there.
Get ready for a big hug!
Em
Emmett finally did slip his phone back into his pocket as they crossed back over Lexington and gratefully received his sandwich from Nasir. He unwrapped it partially and took a big bite while beside him Nasir did the same.
"Mmm, damn," Emmett muttered with a full mouth. "This is good."
Nasir finished chewing and swallowed before he replied. "This is too."
"Is that the reuben?" Emmett looked over. In answer, Nasir held up his sandwich for Emmett to take a bite.
"Oh yeah, that is good," Emmett again spoke with a full mouth. "Try the turkey," Emmett held his for Nasir to take a bite just as Nasir did for him.
"Mmm, it is," Nasir nodded and chewed. "That deli will be delivering."
"Hey, sorry about that. They didn't give you any attitude, did they?" Emmett was ever protective of his family.
"Nor did I give them any," Nasir shook his head. "It was an amicable transaction."
"Okay, good," Emmett took another big bite and they walked along in silence for a long moment.
"How are we getting there?" Nasir wondered aloud when they reached their building. "We have the time to walk it, if you wish, but it is a long walk. I think the entrance is on Fiftieth Street. I can call for a car."
"It's a beautiful day, Nasi. Let's walk," Emmett decided.
"We will continue this way," Nasir pointed ahead, "to Fifth Avenue. Then we will go down Fifth and you can see the park."
"Oh, Central Park? Is that near here?" Emmett asked and took another bite.
"Two blocks over," Nasir assured. They crossed Park Avenue and continued West. Emmett especially was all eyes as they walked along the park side of 5th Avenue, heading south. They picked up a couple of bottles of Evian from a street vendor and quenched their thirst as they strode along together. Their route took them past countless art galleries and the Consulate General of France.
"These are some residences here, huh? Imagine having a view of the park in a city like this," Emmett mused.
"I wish we had a view of the park," Nasir admitted.
"I don't. I love the place we have. It's perfect," Emmett took his husband's hand again as they continued South. They ran out of park at 59th Street and ventured into the much taller buildings of much busier Midtown. Both men smiled at each other and fingered their rings as they walked past Cartier. The impressive facade of St. Patrick's Cathedral greeted them from across the street when they reached their destination.
The very impressive Rockefeller Center spanned from 51st Street all the way down to 48th and the full width from Fifth Avenue to Avenue of the Americas. There were five high rise buildings within Rockefeller Center, but towering above them all was the GE Building in the center. As Emmett and Nasir approached, the very old, but well preserved art deco marquee that read:
Rainbow Room
Observation Deck
NBC Studios
in red and blue neon, made their destination more than obvious. Emmett and Nasir made their way down the wide sidewalk of 50th Street. Between the big blue banners was the wide red carpet that led directly to the big revolving door entrance. Within were two sets of beautiful gold glass art deco doors, one for ticket holders and the other for everyone else. In the lobby, across from an impressively large gift shop, was the long, seven station box office counter. The last on the right displayed a sign that read:
Will Call
"Welcome to the Rock, Sir," a smiling middle aged woman greeted.
"Hi, I'm Emmett McCarty," he produced his wallet and extracted his driver's license. "Jasper Whitlock left us two tickets, I believe."
"Let me just check on that," she took Emmett's ID and set it beside her as she typed in his name. "Yes, here we are. He certainly did. All day tickets, so you can come back for sunset if you like," she smiled while she printed out their tickets. "Here you are, gentlemen," she handed over the tickets, a brochure and Emmett's license. "Mr. Witlock left instructions to let him know when you arrived. I'll send him a quick email to do that right now. Enjoy the Top of the Rock."
"Thank you very much," Emmett gave a smile and a nod. He and Nasir headed around the corner, past the wall sized panoramic picture of what the view of the city looked like from the top, complete with labels for nearly every building and bridge, and encountered security.
"Oh! It is like an airport," Nasir observed the people waiting in line for their turn to pass through the metal detectors and have their bags scanned.
"I guess in this town they can't be too careful," Emmett surmised as he and Nasir joined the shortest line. The lines were short and moved quickly. They were through security in only a couple of minutes and were glad they did not have to take off their shoes. They then proceeded to the elevators, following the sign that read:
Sky Shuttle
The passageway was lined with long, wide, white leather benches and passed through an extensive photographic exhibit of the history of Rockefeller Center from the beginning to present day. Emmett and Nasir swiped their tickets through the turnstyles at the end, and joined ten others in the next elevator. The large car had one, big, triple sectioned door that slowly closed them in. Emmett put his arm around his husband in the close quarters of the elevator. Nasir smiled into Emmett's crystal blue eyes as their elevator began to ascend. The acceleration was remarkable as their sky shuttle shot skyward.
"Wow," Emmett commented. "It's like the Burj."
"It is," Nasir agreed with a nod. He remembered fondly the lunch the four of them had at the top of the Burj al Arab in Dubai during the one pleasant trip there they had all taken together.
It took forty seconds to reach the 70th floor. The elevator slowed smoothly to a stop and the big door pulled open. They were greeted by the blue Swarovski crystal geode wall. Nasir took Emmett's hand as they walked out with their fellow passengers. Beyond the geode wall was a stark, white marble space with fifteen foot tall windows looking out onto the outdoor observation deck and the grandure of Manhattan beyond. Inside there were wide, black leather benches from which to enjoy the view, should the weather outside be too inclement. But it was certainly not on this bright, sunny day, and they quickly made their way out onto the open air deck.
"Look at that view, Habibi!" Nasir commented as they stepped up to the ten foot high glass wall that lined the original art deco parapet.
"Wow," Emmett agreed. "That's the park," he pointed. "So our place is right over in there."
"Yes, exactly," Nasir confirmed. "If those tall buildings were not in the way, we could see it. You see that big building inside the park there?" he pointed as well.
"Yeah," Emmett admitted.
"That is the Metropolitan Museum. It is just north of us at Eightieth Street," Nasir informed.
"Okay," Emmett gave a slow nod. "We walked quite a ways."
"Yes we did," Nasir agreed.
"It sure is an impressive city," Emmett nodded to himself. "Coming from Minneapolis, Seattle didn't seem so small, but it feels kinda provincial right now."
"This is a very big city," Nasir agreed.
"Makes me think of London," Emmett commented. "Only, ya know, different."
"You can kind of see the corner of my office building through there," Nasir pointed again.
"I want to come during the week now, so I can visit you at your office," Emmett's eyes lit up.
"Garrett has shared with me many happy stories of Sethy visiting him at his office," Nasir smiled.
"I know all about those stories and that's exactly what I had in mind," Emmett leered. "I'd love to come find my sexy New York executive in his office. I'll shut the door, but not lock it, go behind your desk, kneel down in front of your chair, open your dress pants, and suck you dry. Hopefully before Joel comes in for something and catches us with your dick in my mouth," he finished with a smile. Nasir swallowed hard. His husband's words went straight to his cock.
"Habibi," Nasir moved a hand to his tightening crotch.
"Whadda ya think?" Emmett gave a sly grin. "Can we call that a plan?"
"I love to think of that plan," Nasir heartily agreed. "And when you are done, I will strip you naked, lay you out on my desk, and lick you from your ears to your big, sexy feet before I suck your big, beautiful cock."
"What if Joel catches us?" Emmett asked.
"He will not. I will lock my door," Nasir stated.
"I won't let you lock your door. The possibility of getting caught makes it even more exciting. Besides, he'll hear us when we come anyway," Emmett reasoned.
"I will see if I cannot find something to stuff in your mouth when you come, so you do not yell," Nasir mused.
"Oh, okay, yeah, that sounds good," Emmett knew exactly what he wanted stuffed in his mouth.
"Now I will think about this every day when I am at work. How will I explain my constant erection to Joel?" Nasir questioned.
"Just as long as he doesn't think it's for him," Emmett laughed.
"He will not think that," Nasir shook his head.
Hand in hand they stood together and enjoyed the panoramic view of Manhattan.