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Three Years and Counting	By : icejadeus Category: Individual Celebrities > Athlete/Sports Misc Views: 1323 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Roger, Novak or anyone else of the ATP, WTA tour. This is a work of fiction and I do not get money for it.

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Chapter Six : 'Officially' Three Years
Indian Wells, California
Standing out in waist deep water, Novak was basking in the sun. He was also contemplating the last three years with Roger and how far they've gotten as a couple. They had changed each other so much in the three years they've been together. Wading through the water, keeping his towel up he sighed as he started his journey back to the beach. He walked up to his rental car and quickly opened his car door to grab his shoes. He slipped then on before laying the towel onto the seat and sat down. Starting up his car, he headed back to the hotel.
In the refuge of his hotel room, Novak was filling up the tub with warm water and some bubble bath. He had a late start to his practice the next day and he was going to soak in the tub until he got all pruned. He was untying his swim shorts when there was a knock on the door. He walked over to the door and opened it to see Roger. “I am free for the rest of the day,” he said and Novak reached forward and grabbed him by the shirt. Roger laughed as Novak pulled him into the room and the door closed behind them.
Two minutes later, they were laying in the tub of bubbles, enjoying each others company. “You enjoy your dip?” Roger asked.
“Huh?” Novak inquired.
“You were in your swim trunks when I got here,” Roger said. “I assumed you went to the beach.”
“Just some wading,” he said, “and thinking.”
“What were you thinking about?” Roger asked before blowing some bubbles off his hand.
“Us,” Novak said and Roger chuckled.
“Oh, yeah?” he asked and Novak nodded. “I was thinking of last year after I played the Hit for Haiti event with Nadal, Sampras and Agassi.”
“When Agassi and Sampras interrupted us,” Novak said.
“And I got rid of them just like I promised.”
Flashback
Novak moaned as Roger squeezed his ass during their make out session. The Swiss was collecting on a reward the Serb promised to give him if he and Sampras won the charity tournament. Roger quickly changed the positions they were in to have Novak underneath him. Novak bent his head back as Roger trailed his lips down his neck. “Roger,” he moaned before feeling one of Roger's hands sneak under his shirt. Just as Roger's fingers reached his nipple, there was a knock on the door. Novak whined as Roger stopped what he was doing and sat up.
“I'll get rid of them and be right back,” he said before kissing Novak on the lips. He got off the bed and Novak sighed out. Reaching his hotel room door, he opened the door to find Andre and Pete standing there. “Hey,” he said.
“Hey,” Pete said. “We're going out. Want to join?” he asked.
“I got an early practice tomorrow,” Roger said. “I was going to head to bed.”
“In that?” Agassi asked and Roger looked down at his slacks and button down shirt.
“I was going to change,” he said.
“Looks like you're dressed for company,” Pete said.
“I am,” Roger said. “Said company is still here, so have a good night,” Roger said before closing the door. Pete chuckled as Andre scoffed.
“He dumped us for some girl,” Andre said causing Pete to laugh a little. “What?”
“Not a girl, Andre,” Pete said. He had known Roger's secret for awhile now and it seemed Andre still had no clue.
“A woman than,” Andre said.
“Not a woman either,” Pete said. Andre looked at him before raising his eyebrows. “I've been waiting for you to get a clue the last couple of years.”
“Roger's gay?” Andre asked. “And you knew?”
“Of course, I knew,” Pete said.
“So that means ...”
“His company is a guy. Let's go,” he said before pulling Andre down the hall away from Roger's room.
Roger walked back to see Novak had fallen asleep and he sighed out. So much for their romantic night in.
End of Flashback
“Didn't you tell me that Pete knew about you?” Novak asked.
“Uh, huh,” Roger said softly before sighing out, tightening his hold on him. He chuckled as Roger's hands ran along his sides before cupping his cock and balls. Novak moaned out as Roger's left hand gripped his cock and his right hand played with his balls.
“Oh, God, Roger,” he moaned, his legs flailing in the water. He moved back against Roger, feeling the hard member against him. Roger moaned into his ear and nipped at his neck. Novak groaned loudly as Roger palmed his cock against his stomach.
“What else were you thinking about while in the ocean?” he asked and Novak let out a gasp.
“Uh, when you visited me at my new house during a break,” Novak said. “We did it in the bungalow at night,” he finished before groaning deeply. Roger moaned as Novak pressed up against his cock and he palmed the cock in his hand again.
“Then after that we made love in the ocean,” he said and Novak moaned. The Serb lifted his head and kissed Roger's neck. Roger moaned when the hips against his own cock moved and he turned his head and he and Novak kissed hungrily. Novak moaned a whine as Roger stopped palming his cock and began to pull it as his other hand played with his balls. “You really enjoyed that.”
“So did you,” he said before Roger really squeezed his cock and he moaned out. White milky semen shot into the water and Novak moaned as he came down from his orgasm high. “Wow,” he exclaimed and Roger chuckled.
“You got a condom in here?” Roger asked into his ear and Novak felt himself getting hard again. He stood up and got a condom from the shelf before turning around and sat on Roger's lap. Roger grunted out as Novak ripped open the condom and carefully put it on Roger's cock. He lifted himself up and sat down on the cock. Roger groaned as he lifted Novak up and guided his cock into the Serb. Having not prepared him, it was slow going. Novak groaned out deeply as Roger's cock eased into him. It was painful as Roger's cock entered him. Novak's painful grunts and moans into his ear almost caused him to stop and grab some of the body wash, but those grunts and moans turned to sighs as he pushed in the rest of the way. Roger opened his eyes to see Novak leaning his forehead on his. “You okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I'm good. I'm breathless and we hadn't even started yet.” Roger chuckled before Novak tested his hips. He groaned out as Roger pulled out with him and then met him back when he eased down. He kissed Roger as they moved their hips together, the water moving with them. Roger groaned as he gripped Novak's hips beneath the water. Novak moaned as Roger wrapped his arms around him and made him wrap his legs around his waist. Roger's cock shifted upwards inside him and he yelped out a startled gasp. “Oh, shit,” he cursed before pulling Roger into a kiss. Their rhythm grew faster and faster, causing water to spill out of the tub. They kissed hungrily as they moved in time with each other. Novak pulled away first and kissed down Roger's neck who groaned deeply.
“Novak,” he groaned as Novak reached his pulse point. “Oh, God, you're always so tight,” he moaned thrusting up as Novak shifted down.
“Only for you, lover,” Novak said into his ear. Roger slipped his hands underneath the water again and cupped Novak's ass. Novak groaned into his ear as he squeezed the cheeks in his hands. His knees were getting sore and wanted Roger to really let go without having to worry about the water. “Roger, take me to the bedroom,” he demanded and Roger wrapped his arms around Novak before standing up. Both lovers grunted when Roger pushed Novak against the shower wall. They kissed hungrily as Roger thrust in and out of him. “Roger, this isn't ….oh, God …. the bedroom.” Roger chuckled before pushing off the wall. He stepped out of the tub and carried Novak to the bedroom.
They landed on the bed in a fit of giggles, mostly from Novak, before Roger started thrusting in and out of him again, turning those giggles into moans. “Roger, don't stop,” Novak pleaded. Roger didn't stop. He kept on thrusting into Novak who moaned deeply before wrapping his legs securely around Roger's waist.
Outside the hotel room, the elevator door opened to allow Ana and Jelena off at Novak's floor. “Why are we dropping by unannounced again?” Jelena asked as Ana twirled the key around in her hand.
“Dijana asked me to check in on Novak once in a while since she couldn't be here. She's still trying to handle Srdjan after Novak outed himself to the entire family in December,” she said as she knocked on the door before using the key to let them in. They both froze seeing the two tennis bags next to each other, which meant.....
“Roger's here,” Jelena whispered to Ana and sooner did she say that, a sharp moan caught their ears.
“Yes, he is,” Ana said and they crept over to the bedroom door. Unfortunately for them, the door was closed and Ana tested it gingerly. It was locked. “Oh, damn.”
“What?” Jelena asked.
“They've started locking the doors to the bedrooms whenever they're together. I guess they had enough of us walking in on them.” Moans circulated into the room and both stared at each other. “We should leave,” she said.
“But I don't want to,” Jelena protested a little too loud and they both froze when the moans in the bedroom stopped.
“All right, who's out there?” Novak asked in a somewhat strained voice.
“It's Jelena and Ana,” Ana said and they heard a curse of Serbian they didn't dare repeat. Both waited as they listened to hushed whispering behind the doors and they jumped back when a sheet clad Roger opened the door.
“Can I help you?” he asked blocking their view of Novak until he got decent.
“Sorry, it's just Dijana asked us to check on Nole for her since she wasn't going to be here,” Jelena said. Roger looked back into the bedroom and the two took the time to admire his naked chest. They stopped when he looked back at them.
“He's fine,” he said. “Was really fine a few seconds ago when I had my….”
“Roger!” Novak snapped and Roger opened the door so they could see Novak on the bed. “See? I'm fine,” he said before throwing the coverlet over him. “Go away!” he snapped.
“He really hates it when we're interrupted,” he whispered to them and they giggled.
“We'll go,” Ana said and she practically had to drag Jelena to the door.
“Take the key, Roger!” Novak called and Roger held out his hand for Ana's key. She whined at the former world number one who just gestured to give up the key. She sighed in defeat and placed it onto his hand.
“Good night, ladies,” he said and stayed in the doorway until they left the room. Roger turned back to his boyfriend in the bed and closed the door behind him, locking it. He kept eye contact with Novak as he walked over to the bed and climbed back in with him. Novak giggled as Roger started assaulting his neck before picking up where they left off.
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Morning streamed through Novak's window, bouncing off the Pacific Life trophy. Novak moaned contently as Roger kissed his neck. They had woken up an hour ago and were in the process of winding down after two morning sessions. Of course, with Roger kissing his neck, he was raring to go for another session. Roger's right hand was running up and down his thigh, driving him nuts. “You are well on your way to becoming number one, baby,” Roger said into his ear.
“Oh, God, Rog,” he moaned as the hand that was on his thigh tucked underneath him, cupping his ass. He glanced over at the clock and he moaned in despair.
“What?” Roger asked.
“I have interviews in two hours,” he said. “If I'm not up and ready in the hotel lobby in forty five minutes, my agent will be banging on my door.” Roger groaned as he rolled off Novak and let him get out of bed. He watched Novak walk into the bathroom before his eye lids closed.
Several minutes later, Roger woke up to find Novak dressing for his interview. He licked his lips watching Novak pull on a crisp white shirt before pulling on dark blue jeans. Novak then buttoned up his shirt and was looking through the four ties he had brought. “The green one,” he answered and Novak turned to see him up.
“Brings out my eyes, right?” he asked and Roger chuckled. Novak put the tie around his neck and grabbed some shoes and socks. It was a risk, but he walked over to the bed and sat down to put them on.
“So I was thinking about something,” Roger said. “Something you brought up in Australia.”
“What was that?” he asked tying his shoes.
“Marriage,” Roger said and Novak looked up at him. “Were you serious?” Novak chuckled as he sat up in the bed and nervously fiddled with his tie. Roger batted his hands away and began to tie it for him.
“Half and half. I would like to be married. Particularly to you,” he said and Roger laughed.
“Never thought of marriage,” Roger said finishing the tie. “However, would be better if everyone knew about us.”
“I can announce our relationship during the interviews today,” Novak playfully said and Roger pulled on his tie. “I was just playing when I said that. I was pretending to read your palm,” he added.
“But you would like to be married at some point down the road?” Roger guessed and Novak chuckled.
“I would,” he said. “To you,” he added and Roger pulled him into a kiss with the tie. Novak pulled away first and pulled a dress jacket over him. He faced his boyfriend, presenting himself. “Well? How do I look?”
“Ravishing,” he said. “I'll give you a million dollars if you stay here with me.” Novak chuckled as he walked over to Roger. He kissed him softly before pulling away so Roger wouldn't deepen the kiss.
“I have interviews. I'll see you in Miami,” he said before leaving the room. Roger chuckled as he laid back down on the bed. Being married to Novak sounded nice. Very nice.
End of Chapter Six
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