Nathan

Carlos was as excited about tonight as much as his boy was about site seeing and shopping in the day. They both showered, and he contemplated shaving his stubble but he kind of loved rubbing it over Nathey’s smooth skin and especially his pussy lips when they made love so decided not to.

He was determined to give Nathe a memorable time even though it had been marred by Ryan and his actions the night before. They walked out of the hotel into the warm morning sunshine. Paris was a wonderful city and was packed with both Parisians going about their daily lives and tourists meandering along.

“C'mon Nathey, let’s go for a coffee, I know a great place around the corner”. They soon arrived at Le Café Marly, a fantastic place that looked onto Le Louvre and Carlos had booked a table for two overlooking the square. “Waddayathink, Nathe, beautiful, isn’t it?”

Young Nathan sat there with a big grin on his face but tears streaming down his cheeks. Carlos looked at his boy. Every time he cried, the man just wanted to take Nathe in his arms and make love to him. He put his hand over Nathans and spoke softly, “What’s up Nathey, why are ya crying baby?” “I’ve never been to Paris, I’ve never ever been treated like this before and nobody has ever loved me like this either" Carlos squeezed his hand “Baby, you’ve not seen anything yet, we’re gonna have a brilliant weekend son"

The waiter came over and Carlos ordered two coffees and two chocolate croissants. He knew, if anything, that, would put the smile back on Nathan’s face. They sat there for at least an hour, talking about Paris, watching the world go by and staring into each other’s e loving eyes.

“Nathe, we have to go now baby, we are seeing a personal shopper in Galleries La Fayette”. Nathans eyes lit up, so he hurriedly stuffed the last of his croissant into his mouth and they walked to the store.

The shop was monolithic, as big as Selfridges in London and just as trendy. Nathan was in awe. It was packed with people shopping, but they were heading to a private floor where Francois their personal shopper had picked out some outfits for them to try.

Francois, was, well, let’s just say, he had a little skip in his step and as soon as he saw Carlos, he was over him like a rash. Francois was however, extremely professional and also very good at his job. He’d already picked outfits that were waiting for them to try from the description and sizes Carlos had sent by email.

Nathan was a little uncomfortable, as he felt that no one needed to ‘dress him’ but he was willing to give it a go to please Carlos.

“Nathey, if you don’t like anything, we can go somewhere else, so don’t worry son". That made Nathe feel more at ease, so they both sat there and Francois came in with a rail.

“You first” he said to Nathan. I have three outfits for you to try, but now I’ve seen you, I know which one your boyfriend will pick for you” Nathan nearly died, he went bright red thinking that he thought they were together. “Dhalink, don’t worry, I’ve seen everything. You make a lovely couple, now try on the outfit, I haven’t got all day!”. 

Carlos laughed to himself, poor Nathey, he gets so embarrassed, but it was one of the reasons he loved the kid so much.

Nathan came out of the changing room with brown trousers on and a cream shirt. “No, oh God no, that’s not for my boy", Carlos was right, it made Nathe’s skin look pale and unwell. The second outfit wasn’t much better. Similar colours, nope, it wasn’t Nathan at all.

Francois was sly, he was also amazing at picking outfits that were perfect for his clients, but he played a game giving them three choices, but always saving the best till last.

Nathan came out in the last outfit, he was wearing a pair of metallic Gautier trousers, that were deliberately creased up. They fitted perfectly around his pert little arse and went right into his cheeks, which had now been separated by the fabric. His shirt was completely see-through but still in a similar fabric which changed colour like petrol as he moved, there was a sheen to it which picked out the blue in Nathans eyes and made his hair look even blonder.  Carlos groaned watching Nathans’s nipples stiffen as the fabric brushed gently against them. The boys cock started to get hard in his metallic trousers, he looked at Carlos as his face flushed. He knew Francois had made the perfect choice, but it was up to man to choose. “Francois, you’ve done an amazing job, my boy looks like a model” “Monsieur, I have to agree, Nathan looks stunning”

It was now Nathey’s turn to choose for Carlos. He walked over to the rail. He couldn’t be bothered to fart about, so picked out what he thought the was best for his man. “this is my choice Carlos, you’ll look great in this" Francois clapped, “good choice Monsieur, you have excellent taste, just like me!”

Carlos came out of the changing room wearing a pair of skin tight black trousers that accentuated his legs, a black belt and a pair of penny loafers, accompanied by a crisp white embossed shirt which showed every single muscle on his hairy body. Nathan gasped; he couldn’t believe how stunning Carlos looked. Francois turned to Nathan and said, “Mon dieu! Monsieur, you really are the luckiest boy on the planet".

The clothes were delivered to the hotel so Carlos and Nathan could enjoy their day sightseeing. They spent the afternoon on an open top tour bus, but Nathan was so disappointed they didn’t go up the Eiffel tower.

When they finally got back to the hotel, Carlos showered, when he came out his boy was fast asleep on the bed. Carlos kissed his cheek tenderly; he was besotted by this beautiful creature. Nathans eyes flickered and he slowly awoke. “sorry Carlos, I must've dozed off, I’m not tired, I was just resting my eyes” Carlos spoke softly, “it’s ok baby, but you need to shower and get ready though". Nathe stretched himself and got up, showered and dressed. When he walked out of the bathroom, Carlos was sitting there staring out of the window. He turned and looked at his boy. “Nathey, you’re like a dream come true, you look absolutely stunning, but why the erection?” he laughed as he said the last words. Nathans’s face was flushed, “I can’t help it Carlos, you know how sensitive my nipples are, and I’m wearing your gift too, it’s just getting me all hot and bothered”

Carlos got up looked down into his Princes eyes and kissed him tenderly. As he did, he gently rubbed the fabric over Nathe’s little nipples and heard him moan.

“We need to go baby, or we’ll be late”. In the lift, Nathan tried to adjust his cock in his trousers to stop it from showing so much, but Carlos told him to leave it as it was turning him on big time.

They walked out of the lobby and waiting, was a coachman, he was holding the door open of a carriage, just for Nathan. He looked at his man confused. “Is this for us Carlos?” “yes, my Prince, he is taking us to dinner".

Dusk was falling as they took the short journey to the restaurant. Nathan spoke, “Carlos where are we going?”. “You’ll see baby" The man held Nathan’s hand and they arrived at the base of the Eiffel Tower. Carlos got out of the carriage and helped Nathan down, they then got in a separate lift that took them straight to the 58 Tour Eiffel restaurant. 

Nathan was stunned, he really didn’t think he’d go up the tower, let alone eat in one of the poshest places in the city.

They were seated at a table for two away from the other diners with the most spectacular view. They also had their own waiter as well as their own chef. Nathan was shocked as there were no prices on their menus, he was worried he’d not have enough money to pay for his part of the bill. He fidgeted in his seat, and Carlos picked up that something was wrong. “You OK Nathey, I can sense something’s wrong?”. “Well, I, um, I’m not sure, well, there’s no prices on the menu, I dunno if I’ll have enough money to pay for my part of the bill". Carlos placed his hand on Nathan’s face and stroked it, “Baby, I’ve bought you here as a treat, I’m not expecting you to pay son”. He squeezed his hand and said “this is just for you".

The evening was perfect, fantastic food, great service, good conversation and wine, they even had two digestives!  By the time they got back to the hotel Nathe was feeling a bit squiffy with all the alcohol. They got up to the room and Carlos opened the door. “Go in Nathey”.

It was completely lit with scented candles and there was a trail of rose petals to the bed and more sprinkled all over the sheets. Carlos shut the door, walked over to Nathen and took his face gently in his hands. He kissed him so tenderly and said softly, “I hope you’re not tired Nathey as the night has only just begun"......