Nathan

Poor Nathan was in bits again, his emotions were all over the place and he’d really had a shit day. He was worried about what Carlos had to say to him, he’d had a gruelling session with Tom who had managed to dig so deep that Nathe nearly went into shock and the final straw was his lease on his flat was ending, he’d been given the opportunity to renew it, no problem, but the rent was going up £100 a month, there was no way he could afford that.

He heard Carlos come up the stairs and try to pull himself together, so he rushed to the bathroom and splashed water over his face to try and look fresh and normal.

Nathan came out of the bathroom as Carlos was taking off his jacket, he turned to greet his boy and knew straight away something was wrong. “What’s up baby? you’ve been crying, I can tell" Nathan replied, Nothing, I’m fine, I just had a really heavy session with Tom today, it’s kind of left me drained, I’ll be ok”

“Nathey, come here boy, tell me the truth" He held his arms out and Nathe stood there and howled. Carlos put his arms around his boy and pulled the lads head into his chest, “Its ok Nathe, we’ll get you through this" Nathan never swore but today he’d reached the end of his tether. “I’ve had such a fucking shit day, Tom dug really deep today and it really freaked me. Then I got an email from Mr Patel my landlord, my lease is up for renewal which is fine, but he’s putting the rent up £100 a month if I’m staying and you’ve got something to tell me and that’s worried me sick". Carlos’s shirt was wet where the boy had been crying. “Go sit on the sofa, let me get changed, and we’ll go over all three points, ok?” still crying Nathe said, “At least let me get you a beer” “Carlos started to laugh, “OK, get me a beer while I get changed, but I want you on that sofa when I walk in the room”

Carlos appeared in a tight running vest, and his Lycra running shorts, the lad nearly melted as he looked up. He sat down next to Nathe and put his arm around him to comfort the boy. “Nathe, let’s go through each point, ok?”

“Now Tom is a trained therapist who specialises in child rape. His primary job is to make you feel better and be able to cope with the past. He told you that things will be traumatic and that sometimes it’s one step forward and two steps back, but from what I’m observing you seem to be doing pretty well, I’m so proud of you boy. You’ve carried this burden all your life and unfortunately, it was my actions that bought it to the light” Nathe went to speak, “Shhhhh, let me finish”.

“Now for the second point, Mr Patel can take a jump. Don’t worry about the £100 extra" Nathan interjected. “But Carlos, I won’t had anywhere to live"

“Nathe, do you believe in fate? I do, and that night I met you, I never nearly went, but something inside me told me I had to go, and that brings me to the third point. Last night, I told you I had something to say to you. I am going to cook you a nice meal this evening to kind’a celebrate, because I was going to ask you to move in with me if you’d like to of course”

Nathan’s face changed, he stopped crying and looked at Carlos,  “You want me to move in here, with you?” “Well, yeah, only if you want to". Nathe’s face beamed, “Carlos, are you sure?”

Carlos held Nathey’s face in his hands and spoke softly. “Baby boy, I love you so much, and I want to prove that by cementing our relationship and us being a proper couple. Oh, and by the way, we’re going to Mustique on Friday”

Dinner was never cooked that night, and Carlos’s running gear was never put to use. Let’s just say, this was the second time in three days where Nathan wouldn’t be able to walk.

Friday came and Nathan was packed and ready, Carlos was late coming home from work and Nathe was worried they'd miss their flight, he was also worried they wouldn’t get a cab and he was as usual, just worried.

He was a born worrier and because of it, he had this terrible habit of chewing the inside of his mouth, but saying that, having Carlos in his life had made him more relaxed as he wasn’t just on beck and call as a sex object, like he was with his last boyfriend.

Carlos finally arrived, he changed, then checked that they had their tickets, passports and money before they left. In and out, it was that quick. What the man didn’t know was that Nathan had checked the tickets, passports and money, a million times that day.

They left the apartment and Carlos hailed them a cab, destination London Heathrow. The journey to Mustique is split in two. There’s an eight hour fourth five minute flight to St Lucia and then the most spectacular twenty five minute flight to their final destination.

Nathan was so excited he could bust, he squeezed his mans hand and blew him a kiss. “ You OK Nathey, you look like your gonna explode with excitement?” “Carlos, I’ve never ever been so excited in my life, I’m going on a dream holiday with the most handsome, loving man in the world, wouldn’t you wanna bust?”.

Carlos laughed, “Nathe, I am excited, but for different reasons. We both need this holiday baby and what man wouldn’t be excited that he’s going on holiday with the love of his life?” He leaned over and kissed Nathan tenderly on the lips.

They got to the Heathrow with plenty of time to spare. The airport was packed with people going on their holidays, but Carlos wanted to make this special for his boy,  so he’d booked them into the executive lounge.

The concierge checked their tickets and in they went. You could hear a pin drop as they were shown to a booth by Peter, who turned to Nathan and spoke. “Sir, can I get you a drink, maybe a glass of champagne or maybe a Bellini?” Nathe looked at Carlos, who smiled and said, “Peter, Bellini’s would be lovely,  thank you" As he walked off, Nathe giggled and said “What's a Bellini?” Carlos laughed, “I knew you were gonna say that boy, you make me laugh so much"

The drinks arrived with a selection of cheese, olives and biscuits on a platter. Nathe’s face was beaming, he was sitting on his hands, staring around in disbelief that he was in the executive lounge drinking Bellini's, even though he didn’t have a clue what they were.

Carlos bought Nathe down to earth with a bump. “ Nathey baby, I’m sorry to bring this up but we’re going on this holiday to help you get better. If there’s any time at all you don’t feel good, you will tell me won’t you? Your man is here to protect you and fight those demons with you ok?” Nathe looked at the floor and shifted about in his seat. “Yeah I know, and it was kind of Marco to let us go to his villa, shall I send him some flowers as a thank you?” “Don’t worry about that son, we’ll take him out to dinner when we get back to London"

Two more Bellini’s later and Nathan James was sozzled, he’d not eaten since breakfast and a handful of olives did not constitute a meal.

“Carlos, I could murder a Burger King, I'm so hungry” Carlos roared with laughter, “Baby boy, you can have what ever you want, they do spectacular burgers in here". The man waved his hand to get Peters attention. Two Angus burgers were ordered with all the trimmings, Nathan devoured his in record time and then started nicking the chips from Carlos’s plate, “Nathe  shut your eyes and open your mouth". The lad sat there eyes shut and mouth open. He had complete trust in his man.

Carlos dipped a chip in  ketchup and wiped it over Nathe’s lips, then slid the chip into the boys mouth, who then proceeded to eat it, like it was the last supper. His eyes were still shut but instead of a chip, Carlos kissed him tenderly and whispered. “Fuck the chips Nathey, I’d give anything to just slide my cock into your mouth right now baby, and cum over those pretty lips"

Nathan opened his eyes and looked about, their booth was in a secluded place, he then turned to Carlos, and spoke softly, “Does Daddy wanna cum over his boys pretty lips?” Carlos nodded yes. Nathan slid under the table and pulled out his mans now rock hard cock from his shorts. He inhaled his lovers musky scent and stuck his tongue into the nozzle of Carlos’s foreskin who by now was producing enough pre-cum to float a boat. Nathan dutifully skinned him back and began to lap, kiss and then suck at his mans swollen phallus.

Nathan was aware of Carlos gripping the edge of the table, he was also aware there were people around them, but he didn’t care. His primary goal was to pleasure his man and make him cum over those pretty lips of his. He slowly started to jack his mans cock. Both hands were needed but he built up speed as Carlos tried to contain his grunts, he was muttering under his breath, his face was red as he gritted his teeth.

“That’s it boy Jack Daddy’s fat cock you’re gonna get my cum soon Nathey”. The lad picked up speed, he bobbed his head on  and off his mans crown. He could feel Carlos’s balls start to pull up and his cock thicken. The man placed his hands either side of Nathans head and fucked his head on and off his cock like he was using a fleshlight.

Carlos gritted his teeth so hard he thought they snap and silently grunted as four thick ropes of his salty cum splattered the back of Nathans tight throat. He pulled back as a fifth rope of cum spurted over Nathe’s pretty lips. Nathan knelt there savouring the moment, he then put Carlos’s still stiff cock back his shorts and sat back opposite his man who had beads of sweat on his brow.

Carlos watched as his Prince seductively licked every drop of his mans seed from his lips and then smiled, like nothing had happened.

And that, was the start of Nathan James and Carlos’ holiday