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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 Two: Indian Wells
A doctor's office in Switzerland ….........
A visit to the doctor's was something Roger always hated. It's something that he tried to avoid unless absolutely necessary. Mirka was insistent that he get checked out after losing in the Australian Open, so here he was sitting on the table waiting for the doctor to come back in. The last month he couldn't get Novak out of his mind. The little moan he did when he pulled away got to him. Not to mention, he kept hearing the moans he heard in the shower while he slept. He so desperately wanted to kiss him that day in the locker room, but he couldn't risk giving him what ever it was he had to him. The door opened and his doctor walked in with a smile. “Thanks for coming in, Roger,” he said.
“You said you had results from my latest tests,” Roger said.
“All the tests for any STD was negative,” Dr. Miller said. “The blood work was good and the only thing that came back amiss was that you tested positive for glandular fever.”
“Glandular fever? Isn't that Mono?”
“Yes, it is,” Miller said.
“Do I risk giving it to someone else now?”
“Actually, you're passed the infectious phase, but you seemed to have only gotten an mild case of it. Your bout with food poisoning probably masked the symptoms.” Roger nodded. “You'll probably still feel a bit fatigue, like most cases with Mono are. Keep yourself hydrated and rest as much as you can during your trip to the States. I forwarded your positive result of glandular fever to the ATP so they can investigate on their end and get everyone tested to see if there's an outbreak.”
“Of course.”
“Anything else?” Miller asked and he noticed that Roger seemed hesitant. “Yes?”
“Uh, what about sex?” he asked bluntly and his doctor did a double take before clearing his throat.
“You have the green light for it, but as I said before ..”
“Safe sex, I know,” Roger said. “Thanks, Doc.” He couldn't wait until he got to Indian Wells.

Indian Wells, California...........
Novak was rifling through his bags looking for his MP3 player that he somehow lost along the way when there was a knock on his door. He knew it wasn't his mother because she had a key to his room. He got up and walked to the door trying to remember where he last saw his player. He didn't even look through the peep hole before he opened the door and there stood Roger. “Hey,” the Swiss said.
“Hey,” he said back.
“May I come in?” Roger asked and Novak stepped to the side to let him in. Roger walked past him and allowed him to close the door. Roger noticed the disarray of the room and looked over at Novak. “You always unpack like this?” he asked causing Novak to laugh.
“Uh, I misplaced my MP3 player,” Novak said. “I didn't have it in my bag on the plane and I can only play Tetris on my phone so many times before I get bored.”
“Beat your high score?” Roger asked.
“Three times,” Novak said. “So, what brings you here? Going to tease me again by not kissing me?” he asked as Roger walked closer to him.
“Just the opposite actually,” Roger said before backing Novak up against the wall and planted a soft kiss onto the Serb's lips. Novak moaned softly causing Roger to smirk, but he didn't care. Roger Federer was finally kissing him. The kiss deepened as Roger cupped his face gently and Novak found himself tentatively putting his hands on Roger's hips. Roger's lips abandoned his and trailed down his neck.
“Roger,” he moaned as the Swiss gave it a love bite before pulling away. Roger gazed at him before stepping back into the wall opposite of him.
“Okay, so now that I know where you stand in all of this,” he said glancing down at Novak's package. “I can work around everything.”
“Wait, we're not going to ...”
“I know a virgin when I see one, Novak,” he said causing the twenty year old to blush. “Maybe when you've earned the right for me to fuck you,” he said.
“What do I have to do to do that?” Novak asked.
“Win the tournament,” he said before leaning forward and giving Novak a kiss before leaving the room.
The last two weeks seemed hard for Novak to get through. Every time Roger had a chance to touch him, or make him go nuts he would. Each night, Roger would make a visit to his hotel room and they'd end up making out. No clothes would be shed, but at the end of each make out session, Novak would be hard as a rock and he'd have to take a shower. Roger would always spend a few hours after, holding him. It seemed to comfort the young Serb. He'd listen to the small little whimpers and noises he'd make and found them to be quite adorable.
It was Roger's semifinals lose that really surprised Novak. He was playing Mardy Fish, an American ranked 98^th. He had gotten a text from Roger, how he found out his number, he never knew, telling him to whip Mardy's ass in the final. He had a little incentive to win now. Not only does he have the prospect of Roger finally keeping his promise, but he can avenge Roger's loss to the American.
The next day, Mardy made him work for it, but he won the match and found himself with another trophy to go with his Australian Open one.
It was late by the time Novak got to his hotel room. A little too late for Roger to visit being that it was one in the morning. He entered his bedroom and placed the trophy down on the table. He placed his two bags down in the floor and sat down with a sigh. He was tired. In fact, if Roger had been there, nothing would've happened because Novak was sure he would've fallen asleep before it would. He was too tired to do anything but sleep. He was untying his shoes when there was a knock on the door. For a split second, Novak thought it could be Roger until a high foreign voice came through the door. “Housekeeping.” Novak looked at his watch again to see it was indeed one in the morning. There was no reason that housekeeping should be there. He walked up to the door and looked through the peephole, but saw nothing. Who ever it was had the thing blocked by some towels.
“Uh, I don't need housekeeping, ma'am,” he said.
“Fresh towels,” the lady said waving the towels around. Novak sighed out in despair and went to unlock the door. Clearly this lady wasn't going to go away until he took the towels. He wrenched open the door and stood in shock when the towels came down.
“You.” Roger smiled as he put the towels into Novak's arms and entered the room. “What was with the charades?” he asked closing the door. He locked it back up and turned to find Roger in his personal space.
“Just having a little fun,” Roger said before he pushed Novak against the door and captured his mouth in a heated kiss. Towels forgotten, they fell to the floor as he put his arms around Roger's neck. He moaned feeling a knee press up against him and his fingers twisted in Roger's curls. After watching Roger remove bandanas freeing his hair for two years, he'd always wanted to run his fingers through it.
Roger wrapped an arm around Novak's waist and pulled him away from the door. He paused in his kissing to pull off Novak's shirt and resumed the assault on his lips. They were slowly making their way to the bedroom part of the room as Roger wrenched open his pants and put his hand in to find a hardening member waiting for him. He grasped the cock inside the underwear folds and Novak let out a sharp cry, bending his head back. Roger took advantage of the exposed neck to him and began peppering light kisses into the skin. Novak moaned as Roger nipped an area that was super sensitive. He had no idea that area was so sensitive, but then again, he never had a mouth like Roger's kissing and nipping it before. The sensation ran through him as they entered the bed room but right before they got to the bed, Roger nibbled on the sensitive skin again and Novak felt his knees go weak and he went down. Instead of pulling him up, Roger followed him down to the floor and they landed in a heap causing them to laugh. “You okay?” Roger asked.
“Yeah,” Novak laughed before Roger sat up and pulled his own shirt off. He ran his hands along Novak's jean clad legs and went to spread them apart, but noticed the apprehensive look in Novak's eyes.
“Hey, what's wrong?” he asked.
“I, uh, I'm nervous,” Novak said knowing how virginal he sounded. Roger took note of this and removed his hands from the legs. He motioned for Novak to get on his knees like he was and he gathered him in his arms.
“We don't have to do anything,” Roger said.
“No, I want to,” Novak said. “I'm just not comfortable on my back, that's all,” he said. Roger could tell there was more to what Novak was saying, but decided to let it go and softly kissed him.
“It's okay,” he said. “We can do it the other way, my little virgin.” Novak chuckled as the little nickname before Roger started kissing down his neck. He lost all sense of thought as Roger hit that sensitive spot again and he rolled his head to the side. “I can't do everything myself, love,” Roger said into his ear.
“Huh?” Novak asked.
“Undo my pants,” Roger said before assaulting his neck again. Novak undid Roger's pants with shaky hands before easing one into the Swiss' pants. He tentatively grazed his fingers over the cock inside and the world no. 1 groaned softly before pulling away from the neck. Roger pushed Novak's track pants down and urged him to turn around. He did and he bent him over the bed. Roger pulled the boxers that covered up Novak down and ran his fingers up an ass cheek. Novak gasped lightly causing Roger to chuckle before he felt the Swiss' lips at his ear. “If you feel uncomfortable at any time, let me know and I'll stop, okay?” he said. Not trusting his voice, Novak nodded and Roger placed a soft kiss on his temple before kissing down his neck. Novak groaned as Roger kissed down the back of his neck, then down along his spine. Each kiss went further and further down, Roger's hands holding him in place and he thought he was going to explode. Surely he wasn't go to rim him on their first time together.
Roger kissed him all the way down to the crevice of his ass. He placed a final kiss on his tailbone before drawing his tongue out and then licked all the way up his spine. Novak moaned out a gasp as he reached up the back of his neck where it all started. “You're not ready for rimming just yet,” the Swiss said into his ear and he gasped out another moan as Roger got off him. He listened as Roger pulled down his own pants and then a cap flipped open. A slick finger entered him and he pressed his forehead onto the bed with a low moan.
“Oh, Roger,” he groaned before Roger slipped another finger into him. Roger covered his body with his own and pressed a kiss into his neck. Novak rolled his head to the side and Roger began another assault onto his neck. The two fingers inside him twirled around before scissoring and then a third finger entered him. The fingers were apparently trying to reach for something because Roger kept pushing them further into him. Suddenly, they hit something inside him and he gasped out in pleasure. He was never able to hit that spot with his own fingers.
“Yeah, that feels good, doesn't it?” Roger asked and Novak nodded. “I'll be hitting that spot later with my cock.” Novak moaned in anticipation as Roger withdrew his fingers and he heard the crinkle of a wrapper. He looked back to see Roger rolling on a condom then lubing up his own cock before getting back on top of him. “There's going to be some pain at first cause it's your first time,” he said. “It will pass though as things progress. I promise,” he said before kissing him. Novak could only nod not trusting his voice and Roger pulled his one cheek to the side and pushed his head into him. It was painful at first just like he said as Roger eased into him. The lube seemed to do it's trick as he felt some pain go away. Just when he thought it was over, a small burst of pain shot through him when the width of the cock began to stretch him. He gasped out in pain, causing Roger to stop, but that only made it worse.
“No, no, I'm okay,” Novak said quickly.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yeah, just, please do something else to take my mind off the pain,” he pleaded. Roger reached underneath Novak and gently grasped the cock that was hardening. Novak moaned softly as Roger pulled on it and it helped him get through the pain as Roger eased into him the rest of the way. Novak turned his head and their lips met in a kiss as Roger stilled to allow Novak to adjust to having something inside him. Roger slowly pulled out then pushed back in gently. A small moan emitted from the Serb underneath him and he kissed him again.
“Okay?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Novak said and Roger began a slow, steady pace as he placed kisses onto Novak's neck. Novak moaned softly as Roger eased in and out of him. It was sensational feeling him inside him and he let him know it. “Faster, Roger,” he said.
“Yeah?” Roger asked and Novak nodded his head. Roger let go of Novak's cock and brought himself up a little to thrust faster into him. Groans echoed through the hotel room as Roger thrust faster and faster into Novak. “God, so tight,” Roger moaned out. He rested down on his elbows and got Novak to do the same.
Novak turned his head again and they kissed softly before the fast set pace caused the kisses to grow passionate. Moans melded with groans as Novak began moving his hips with Roger's to meet his thrusts.
Roger adjust his hips and Novak began to cry out in ecstasy as each thrust of Roger's hips caused the cock inside of him to brush against the bundle of nerves that Roger's fingers were hitting earlier.
“Oh, God,” Novak moaned pressing his forehead onto the bed spread.
“You can call me Roger,” Roger quipped causing Novak to clench his muscles around Roger's cock causing him to groan. “Oh, you little minx,” he moaned before grabbing hold of Novak's cock and began to time the strokes to his thrusts. Novak let out a deep agonizing moan and Roger was beginning to think he was going to start crying. “You close, baby?” he asked.
“Yes, oh, God, yes,” Novak cried out and no sooner did he say that, he came in a sharp cry. Roger was right behind him when his muscles had clenched around him. He buried his face into Novak's neck and let out a deep groan. Novak gasped out as Roger bit his neck where the collarbone met before lifting his head up. “Holy shit.”
“Glad you liked it,” Roger said causing Novak to chuckle as he craned his head to look at him. “You okay?”
he asked.
“Fantastic,” Novak said. Roger chuckled as he eased out of Novak and they sat on the floor. Novak leaned his head back on the bed as he tried to settle his breathing. He barely heard Roger removing the condom and tossing it away.
“I could go again,” Roger said causing Novak to chuckle. “How about you?” he asked.
“Actually, I think I need a shower,” Novak said before standing up and letting his boxers fall to the floor. He walked to the bathroom aware of the audience he had. He turned around to give Roger a full frontal look at him. “You coming or what?” he asked before disappearing into the bathroom. Roger waited until the shower had started before getting up off the floor, with a new condom, and headed into the bathroom to join his young lover.
End of Chapter Two
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