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Rivals Than Lovers	By : icejadeus Category: Individual Celebrities > Athlete/Sports Misc Views: 1321 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Roger or Novak or any other real life person in this story. This is complete fiction and I do not make money or profit from this.

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Chapter Eleven : Christmas Vacation
Novak wasn't sure what to make of the invite from Roger, but the day after Christmas found him packing his car up and taking a long drive up to Basel, Switzerland. He got up at five in the morning and was on the road by six. Roger told him that if he didn't make it or if he got tired to pull off somewhere and spend the night. Novak himself seemed too antsy with the promise of spending a week with Roger. He was wide awake and headed onto the road.
He didn't realize how fast he was driving, but by ten in the evening, he was there at Roger's house, pulling up to the gate. He pressed the call button, wondering if Roger was still up or not. He tapped his fingers onto the steering wheel waiting for his boyfriend to answer. “Hello?” came a groggy voice.
“I'm sorry if I woke you up,” he said, “but it's me.” There was a grunt on the speaker before the gate opened with a buzz. Novak pulled into the driveway and got out as the gate closed. He got his bags from is trunk and walked up to the house. Roger was there at the door and let him in. “I didn't wake you, did I?”
“I wasn't expecting you until midnight at least,” Roger said.
“Yeah, I didn't think I was driving that fast,” Novak said as Roger closed the door.
“I thought I could get a nap in before you got here,” he said taking one of his bags. He leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. “Tired?”
“Actually, I'm wide awake,” Novak said as he followed Roger up the stairs. “Some moron almost ran me off the road going faster than me. Woke me up completely.” Roger chuckled as he led Novak into the bedroom. Novak put down his suitcase at the foot of the bed and was looking around when Roger turned him around in his arms. “Roger, what...?” His question was lost when Roger kissed him hungrily. It took him awhile to react and he kissed back with just the same intensity. He moaned throatily as he wrapped his arms around Roger's neck. Roger's arms wrapped around his waist and his hands rested on his ass.
Roger's lips didn't take long to trail down Novak's slender neck. The Serb moaned softly and Roger pulled away and pushed his jacket off. It landed on the floor and Roger began to back Novak up to the bed.
They landed on the bed with grunts and Roger pulled away to pull off Novak's shoes. He pulled off his shirt as Novak took off his own and they had skin to skin contact when Novak pulled him down on top of him. They were desperate for each other after no physical contact for almost a month and a half. No doubt the sex was going to be fast and rough. Just how Novak likes it. Clothes shed quicker than before and soon there was more skin to skin contact. Under the covers now, Roger reached over to his bed side drawer and got lube and a box of condoms. “I've missed you so much, baby,” he said causing Novak to moan. He slipped a slick finger into Novak and the Serb let out a yelp. A second finger entered and then a third and before Novak could react, the fingers were touching his nerve bundle inside him. Roger's fingers swiped it a few more times before he pulled his fingers out of him. He wrapped his legs around Roger's waist as the Swiss tore open a condom with his teeth. “Do you want me to show you how much I've missed you?” he asked.
“Yes, show me,” Novak moaned as Roger slipped on the condom and lathered some lube onto his cock. Novak moaned out a hiss as Roger pushed into him reminding him the last time they did this was in China after the Serb had won the Masters Cup. He bent his head back with a loud moan and Roger peppered soft kisses onto his neck to help him through the brunt of the pushing. “Oh, God, Roger. It's been too long,” he gasped out as the US Open champion pushed into him up to the hilt. He stayed still for a few minutes to allow Novak to adjust to him. Novak pulled him into a kiss and he started thrusting in and out of him. Using the bed's foot board for leverage, Roger thrust faster into him. He gasped out a groan when Novak began moving his hips to meet his thrusts.
Being at Roger's house was different than being at a hotel. The more private the place was, the louder they got. With no neighbors or the risk of a security team knocking on the door, Roger and Novak were louder than before. Novak's grunts and moans were starting to sound like ones he makes on court whenever he's hitting the ball. Roger was just loud and getting animalistic on him. His hips snapped harder and sharper causing Novak to bend his body more to meet his thrusts. Roger nipped and sucked at his neck and he groaned out. “You can be as loud as you want, Nole,” Roger said. “This isn't a hotel room where security will come knocking.” Roger adjusted his angle and began hitting that bundle of nerves.
“Oh, God, Rog,” Novak moaned as each thrust of Roger's hips brought him closer and closer. His cock was wedged in between their bodies and was being squeezed and pulled with each thrust. His legs wrapped tighter around Roger's waist and the Swiss groaned. “Roger, I'm gonna ...” before Novak could finish his sentence, he let out a sharp cry, arching his back causing his hips to thrust up into Roger's. Roger groaned feeling his muscles clench around his cock. Novak's hands ran down his back to his ass a squeezed it. He gasped out a strangled moan as he came, shooting his load into the condom. Novak gasped out as Roger collapsed on top of him and he unwound his legs from his waist.
“Holy shit,” Roger muttered breathlessly into Novak's neck.
“Ditto,” the Serbian said before Roger pulled out of him and they laid on the bed side by side. Their breathing still fast, Roger looked over to him.
“So, how was your drive?” he asked causing Novak to chuckle.
“My ass was numb by the time I got here,” he said. “Thanks for waking it up.” Roger chuckled which got Novak going and soon both were giggling like hyenas. They laid there until Roger sat up and removed the condom. Novak closed his eyes as he finally controlled his breathing. He felt the bed move and the hands on his hips. He gasped when Roger pulled him on top of his lap and felt the older man's cock ease into him again.
“Ready to go again?” Roger asked. He felt Novak's member in between them react and he chuckled. “Guess you are.”
“Shut up,” Novak said before pulling him into a kiss.
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The next morning, Novak woke up and almost forgot where he was until he felt a familiar arm wrapped around him. He sighed softly as he moved back against the body behind him. Roger grunted awake and tightened his hold on his boyfriend. “Morning,” he said before kissing Novak's neck.
“Morning,” Novak said before turning his head and they kissed each other good morning. They moaned in unison before Roger moved his lips back to Novak's neck, growling playfully. Novak giggled before wrenching free of Roger. “You want me?” he asked. “Come and get me,” he said going into the bathroom. Roger got out of the bed and followed him. Novak tossed towels at him and he dove passed them to grab Novak who squealed out when Roger got him into the shower. One push of a button and the shower came to life. It must have been preset to a temperature because Roger didn't bother adjusting anything. Roger captured Novak's lips in a heated kiss and rubbed his knee up against his groin. Novak moaned as he kissed down his neck “I hope you have a condom in here,” Novak said. “I want you inside me so bad,” he added causing Roger to turn him around to face the wall.
“I knew you were coming,” Roger said. “So I made sure to put some in here,” he said reaching up where his shampoo sat. Novak saw him take a condom from the shelf and he opened. He rolled it onto his cock and took a small tube a lube he had on the shelf as well.
“No, just do me as I am,” Novak said causing Roger to drop the lube onto the floor. He spread Novak's cheeks and pushed forward. Novak bent his head back with a low moan. Roger didn't stop until he was all the way in, Novak hissed a little before Roger lifted his left leg. The pain eased up a bit and let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, God, that was good,” he said causing Roger to chuckle. “It's okay,” he said.
“You want it rough?”
“Don't I always?” Novak asked and Roger groaned before he pulled his hips back. He pushed back in and Novak gasped. Roger pinned him to the shower wall and started thrust into him. Novak moaned bending his head back onto his shoulder again and he kissed and nipped his neck. “God, Roger,” he moaned. Roger reached around Novak and grasped his cock. Novak yelped out in pleasure as the steam around them accumulated around them.

Downstairs, Lynette Federer entered her son's house wondering who owned the Audi parked in the driveway. She put her purse down and headed upstairs to his bedroom. No Roger, but some extra bags she didn't recognize were on the floor next to his bed. She began to pick up the clothes from the floor and noticed two shirts, two pants. Two of everything. She heard the shower running and headed toward the bathroom. She gasped seeing what was in the shower. Her son had company, but couldn't see who it was with the steam on the shower doors. However, she knew what they were doing and in her haste to get out, she knocked over some bottles on the floor. The clatter caused Roger to look behind him and gasped out. “Mom!” Novak groaned in despair as Roger pulled out.
“I didn't see anything!” Lynette said covering her eyes.
“It happened again,” Novak said as Roger turned the shower off. Lynette backed out of the bathroom and hurried downstairs. She didn't get a good look at her son's boyfriend, so she would have to wait until they made their presence. “My mum was bad enough,” Novak said as Roger handed him a towel. “Now, your mum just saw us.”
“She didn't see all of us,” Roger said tying a towel around his waist.
“Well, do they even know it's me who's your boyfriend?” he asked tying the towel around his waist.
“Uh, Mirka is the only one who knows it's you. My family does know that I have a boyfriend.” Novak groaned as he sat on the toilet. “Look, come down when you're comfortable. I'll talk with her.”
“In a towel?” Novak asked.
“I'm going to get dressed first,” Roger said throwing another towel at him.
Roger came down fully clothed to find his mother in the kitchen making breakfast. She chuckled seeing him enter and she offered him a plate of eggs and bacon. “I hope you have another plate,” he said taking it. “Though, I'm not sure when he'll be down.” Lynette turned a shade of red as she put some more eggs on a pan.
“I'm sorry, honey,” she said. “I mean, it just never occurred to me that you'd be in the shower together.”
“It's not the first time we did it in the shower, Mom,” Roger said. Lynette chuckled as she turned back to the stove.
“I'm surprised that you have time for a boyfriend, Roger,” she said. “You're always so busy with tennis. How do you find time to be with him?” she asked.
“Uh, well, he's, uh, a tennis player, too,” he answered causing her to whip around.
“Have you played him?” she asked.
“Couple of times,” he said thinking back to all the times he played Novak when he first came out to the bigger tournaments. “Uh, Mom, it doesn't matter who he is, right?” he asked.
“What's that supposed to mean?” she asked. “It's not Rafa is it?” she asked.
“No, Rafa is straight as he can get,” Roger said. “It's Novak Djokovic.”
“What?” Lynette laughed. “Roger, he's so young.”
“He's only twenty one,” Roger argued, “and I'm not exactly hitting the age button, Mom. I'm only twenty seven.”
“I know, but I can't imagine you dating someone six year younger than you, honey.” She got another plate together and put a cover over it in case her son's boyfriend decided to come down. “I couldn't help but hear him say something. 'It happened again.'” Roger chuckled. “What did he mean by that?”
“His mother saw us together in bed in Roland Garros,” he explained and his mother laughed. “Don't laugh. He doesn't think it's funny. It's creepy,” he said. “She willingly looked through the open door and peeked at us.”
“Who left the door open?” Lynette asked and Roger froze. “Uh huh, that's what I thought.” She looked up behind Roger to see Novak Djokovic slowly making his way to the kitchen. “Hi, I'm Lynette,” she said causing Roger to look behind him. He smiled as Novak came into the kitchen and his mother set a plate of food in front of him. “I didn't see anything, I swear.”
“Mom, let him eat before you interrogate him,” Roger said finishing his breakfast. Lynette chuckled before settling down in front of them.
“Now that I see you two together, you look so cute,” she said.
“Thanks, Mom,” Roger said putting his arm around Novak. She smiled seeing his finger run along the Serb's neck.
“Well, he's going to have to come to the New Year's Eve party at the house then,” she said.
“Really?” Novak asked.
“You're my son's boyfriend, Novak,” she said. “Of course,” she said.
After Roger said good bye to his mother, he found Novak in his living room watching TV. “So, that's my Mom,” he said sitting next to him. Novak cuddled up next to him, putting his head on Roger's shoulder.
“I like her,” the Serb said.
“If you like her, wait until you meet my sister, Diana,” Roger said causing Novak to chuckle. “She'll really interrogate you.” The TV played but neither were paying attention. Roger had laced their fingers together was rubbing his thumb on Novak's thigh. The Serb turned his head and kissed Roger's neck.
“Can we finish what we started this morning?” he asked. “Pretty please?” he added causing Roger to move him around to lay on the couch. He settled on top of him and pressed a kiss on his lips.
“How about I take you right here on the couch?” he asked and Novak gasped as Roger grind his hips into him.
“That's fine with me,” he said running his fingers through Roger's curls. “We have a lot a time to make up for. We're not stopping until I'm completely satisfied,” Novak said before wrapping his legs around Roger.
The Swiss let out a groan before crushing Novak's mouth with his. He kissed down his neck and sat up with Novak still attached to him. Novak wrapped his arms around Roger's neck as he carried him up the stairs.
“Forget the couch,” Roger said as they entered the bedroom. They landed on the bed and didn't leave it for two days. Except to get bed food of course.
End of Chapter Eleven
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