Chapter I: Australian Open

Andy Roddick groaned as he rolled over in bed to grab his cellphone. Brooklyn groaned as well as she rolled away from the annoying noise. "Hello?" he groggily answered.

"Andy? Did I wake you?" Roger Federer asked.

"No. I always talk like this," he answered sitting up. He got out of bed to take the call to the other room. "What's up?"

"When did you plan to integrate Nishikori into the support group?"

"At our next meeting in a few days," Andy said.

"Could you gather the crowd without him for an announcement that Novak and I have to tell?"

"Sure," Andy said. "Everyone?"

"Everyone. Even Brooklyn."

"Okay," he said. "Uh, tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah. Around nine."

"All right. See you there," Andy said before hanging up.

Roger went back into the bedroom where Novak was laying on his side with a smile. "What?" he asked as Novak sat up.

"Nothing," he said as Roger took off his boxers to be equally unclothed as his fiance. "Get back in the bed before the sheets get cold," Novak said. Roger slid into the bed, setting his phone on the nightstand and gathering Novak into his arms. Novak moaned when he peppered kisses onto his neck. A hand grabbed his naked ass and before Novak could react, he was underneath Roger. One more time before they go to bed.

The next morning, the group was gathered, which included Roger's confidant and assistant, Mirka. Unlike her fellow Rovak members, she knew what this was about. "So, what's this about?" Caroline asked Maria. The Russian shrugged, not knowing either. "Think she knows?" the Dane asked jerking her head towards Mirka.

"She and Roger are best friends. Of course, she knows," Maria said. "Wouldn't surprise me that when they decide to have kids, she'll be the surrogate," she added causing Caroline to chuckle. The series of knocks told them that Roger and Novak had arrived. Roddick hurried over to the door and opened it. The couple they supported came walking in holding hands, causing the girls to gush. Mirka smiled when she spotted the ring on Novak's finger. She made a perfect choice when helping Roger pick it out. Andy closed the door and gave the floor to Roger and Novak.

"Well, Novak and I have announcement to make. After I won the ATP Finals tournament last year, we made a major step in our relationship status."

"Oh?" Rafa asked. Roger looked over to Novak who stuffed his left hand in his pocket.

"Roger asked me a question that night after he won," Novak said pulling his left hand out of his pocket. The girls seemed to hold their breath as he lifted it to show the ring. "And I said 'yes'." The girls erupted into a screaming frenzy as they got up and surrounded Roger and Novak. 'Congratulations' were handed from each female as they hugged them tightly. Each also took a turn looking at the ring.

"It's so beautiful," Maria said before giving Novak another hug.

"You knew?" Serena asked Mirka.

"I helped pick the ring out," the Slovak said. "Of course, I knew."

"Oh, you guys," Serena said hugging both Roger and Novak together. "So, I know that it just happened, but do you have any wedding plans done yet?"

"Um, not yet. It's still early," Roger said.

"Could be a couple of years until we can get things together to get properly married."

"Well, we're definitely going to have to have a party," Murray said. "Any excuse to drink is great," he added causing everyone to laugh.

"Oh, any ideas on who will be your best men?" Venus asked.

"Oh, we're not falling for that," Novak said. "Not with everyone here in the room. Besides, I might pick one of my brothers as my best man. Which leaves you to pick someone from this room," he said to Roger before sitting next to Brooklyn who was still gazing at the ring.

"Great. Put pressure on me. Thanks, love," Roger quipped causing everyone to chuckle.

"Sure thing, babe," Novak quipped back. They only hanged out for a few hours. All of them needed to prepare for the start of the Australian Open.

Kei followed Andy and Brooklyn to a hotel room, three rooms up from him. "I guess the better you do the higher up you are in the hotels," the Japanese player said. It caused the married couple in front of him to chuckle. "So, there is a lot of you?"

he asked.

"You make fifteen," Andy said.

"Does that include Brooklyn?"

"Active tennis players," Andy said. "Sorry, honey," he added as he gave a series of knocks onto a door and it opened. Kei seemed surprised to see Rafael Nadal standing there. Didn't Novak beat the shit out of him at Wimbledon and the US Open finals? "Okay, let's get this meeting underway."

"Hi, Kei," Maria said and he smiled.

"Hi," he said.

"You're the first player to catch Roger and Novak off guard or in an embrace," Andy said.

"Thank God it was you and not Tsonga," Kim said.

"Amen," Rafa said.

"Sounds serious," Kei said.

"Yeah, he's not gay friendly," Murray said. "If he were ever to find out about Roger and Novak, he would no doubt leak it to the media."

"And both of their careers would be ruined," Serena said.

"So, now that you know the seriousness of this. Can we count on you not spilling the beans? Not use this as leverage for when you face either of them in a tournament?" Roddick asked. "Cause if you get the idea, the girls in this group are very intimidating."

"Andy," his wife said.

"See? Intimidating," he said pointing to her.

"Then, yes. I can keep this secret."

Roger sighed as he entered his hotel room. He didn't stop walking until he got the bedroom. He dropped his bag in frustration and began to undress. He walked into the bathroom and found the tub already filled up with warm water and his fiance. "Hey," Novak said when he looked up. "Rough day at the office?"

"If you call one of my good friends and rivals kicking my ass after letting me have the first set a bad day, then yes. I had a bad day." Novak chuckled as Roger took off the remainder of his clothes. He settled into the tub in front of his lover and let out a deep sigh. "Oh, this is nice," he said settling in between Novak's legs. He leaned his head onto Novak's chest and let the Serb run a cloth filled with soap along his chest. "You always know how to make me feel good after a bad office day," he said. Novak smiled before kissing Roger's temple.

"I know how to make you feel even better," the Serb teased.

"Yeah?" Roger asked knowing what his young lover had in mind.

"Back massage." Roger moaned as Novak's hand rubbed his shoulders. "Then perhaps a nice meal together," he suggested.

"I'd like that," Roger said.

"And after dessert, we make love," Novak finished.

"How about we just skip right to the end and make love now?" Roger suggested. Novak chuckled before easing up and they got out of the tub. They dried each other off before taking things to the bedroom and they made love all night.

After Rafa and Novak's marathon final...

It was almost four in the morning when Novak shot up in bed with pain in his leg. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow," he cried and Roger was up faster when Novak had his nightmares.

"What?"

"My left leg is cramping," Novak said before crying out in pain. Roger immediately went to work and began feeling for the cramp. Novak's sharp cry when he reach the underside of his thigh told him he found it. "Oh, God, Roger. Please make it stop," he pleaded before laying back on the bed. Roger began the process of massaging the cramp as he tried to get Novak to eat a banana.

"Eat it," he said and Novak began to nibble on it. "It's your own fault, you know," he said working the thigh. "If you had just beaten Rafa in the fourth set, you wouldn't be lying here in pain."

"I had the win in the bag," Novak said. "It's not my fault Marathon Man made it go to five sets," he said causing Roger to laugh.

"Look on the bright side," the Swiss man said. "He could be cramping too," he added and Novak chuckled.

"True," he said feeling the cramp go away.

"Lift," Roger commanded and Novak slowly lifted his leg and was relieved that he could. He set the banana on the side table, but Roger stopped him. "Eat the rest of that."

"Yes, Mum," Novak joked, but the look Roger gave him made him eat the rest of the banana. He let out a sigh of relief as Roger managed to massage the cramp from his leg. "Oh, thank God."

"Feel better?"

"Tons," Novak said. Roger leaned in and gave him a kiss. Like always, the kiss grew a little more passionate and Roger lowered himself onto the Serb. The leg that had a cramp in it a minute ago moved with ease and rested upon Roger's hip. The Swiss moaned into Novak's mouth as he was pressed closer to him. Their bodies melded together as they moved together in fluid motion. Clothes were slowly shed off as Roger reached over to bedside table. He got a condom and the lube and pulled away to pull Novak's underwear down.

"Relax, baby," he said hearing Novak's breathing heightened. "Don't over use your legs," he said before getting back on top of Novak. A slick finger entered Novak and the Serb moaned softly. Roger kissed him as he entered another finger, followed by a third finger.

"Roger," Novak moaned as the Swiss twisted the fingers around inside him. He squealed when they hit that small bundle of nerves, causing his hips to jump up. Roger chuckled as he took out his fingers and rolled on a condom. Taking the leg that had the cramp, he hitched up Novak's hip and pushed forward. Novak's mouth hung open as Roger pushed his cock into him. "Oh, God, yes," he muttered. Once all the way in, Roger began to move in and out of his young lover. They both moved together in a familiar pace. One that they found after four years together. Novak moaned fleetingly as his hands roamed Roger's structure back. His other leg joined the other one around Roger's waist and they moved faster together.

"Novak, I love you so much," Roger said into his ear before kissing his neck. Novak groaned, squeezing his legs around Roger's waist. Roger changed angles and got a strangled moan from the Serb underneath him when his cock began to hit his prostate every thrust. Roger's hand gripped Novak's cock and began to pull it in time with his thrusts.

"Oh, God," Novak moaned and Roger chuckled. The legs around his waist tightened and he groaned into Novak's neck. He sharpened his thrusts and Novak gasped out a moan, holding tightly to Roger's shoulders. "Roger, yes. Oh, God, yes," he moaned. He didn't have time to tell Roger he was close because his orgasm hit unexpectedly as Roger thrust into him and pulled on his cock at the same time. He let out a sharp cry as he spurted into Roger's hand. Roger was right behind him as he came loudly against his neck.

"Oh, wow," Roger breathed out. Novak chuckled as he unwrapped his legs and Roger pulled out of him. They laid there a few minutes while they caught their breath. "Is it just me, or did the sex get better after we got engaged?" Roger asked.

Novak chuckled as Roger pulled off the condom and tossed it away.

"Yeah. I noticed too," Novak said looking over at him. "Even better when one of us wins," he added. Roger chuckled as Novak turned onto his side and curled up against Roger.

"No more cramps. It's nearly three in the morning and we both have a flight at ten," the Swiss said. "We need our beauty rest." He looked down and saw Novak had already fallen asleep. He always did sleep better and faster when he was curled up beside him.

End of Chapter 1