Chapter Twenty-Two: Christmas Meetings I
Belgrade, Serbia, the Djokovic home …...
Novak sighed as he pulled into the driveway of his parents' house. It was two in the morning when his flight landed and now it was two thirty. He parked behind his dad's car and turned off the car before leaning back in the seat. He glanced over to see that his passenger had fallen asleep. Roger had arrived a few hours before him and was waiting in Novak's apartment that he had in Belgrade. Together, the two of the drove to his parents' home where the next day, Christmas Day, everyone in the Djokovic family was going to officially meet Roger.. "Roger?" he said shaking the Swiss man awake. Roger jerked awake and looked over at him.
"Are we there yet?" he asked.
"Yeah," he said. Together they got out of the car and got their things. Novak turned the ring Roger gave him after his proposed around his finger. They planned on telling the family they were engaged when the time was right. Novak didn't plan on taking the ring off and if someone would happen to ask, he will tell them. The family grapevine would take care of the rest. His mother assured him that the family didn't care that he was gay. Some of the older members were a little harder to persuade then others. Now it was just a matter of telling them that his boyfriend was Roger Federer and that they had been dating for almost four years.
Walking up to the front door, Novak punched in a code in a box attached to the side. A key was produced when the door unlatched. He used that key to enter the house, the ringing of the alarm going off. He quickly punched in the code before resetting it when Roger closed the door. "Mum said we've got my old room. Follow me, my lover," he said and Roger chuckled. Despite being tired, they both were still trading quips.
"I'll follow you anywhere, baby," Roger said causing Novak to chuckle. They shushed each other as they climbed the stairs and Novak led him down the hall to a room. A whiteboard was on it, along with a message from Dijana.
Leave message when you get in. Fresh towels in the bathroom. Bed side table stocked as well. Love, Mum.
"What does she mean 'Bed side table stocked as well'?" Roger asked as Novak erased the board. He shrugged his shoulders before writing down that he and Roger had gotten in at two thirty in the morning and to not wake them early or until everyone had arrived. They entered the room and Roger got a first look at the room Novak grew up in. At least until he lived with his grandfather during the '99 bombings. "Wow. Cool room," he said as Novak closed the door.
"Yeah. It was home," he said putting his bag down and shrugging off his coat. Roger put his down and removed his coat as well before walking over to his fiance. "I'm so tired, Rog." He chuckled before cupping Novak's face and kissing him gently.
"Come on, let's get ready for bed." Roger then noticed how small the bed was in the room.
"Are we both going to fit on that bed?" he asked causing Novak to chuckle.
"Of course," he said before going to his suitcase. They changed into their pajamas before getting into the bed.
"Tight squeeze," Roger said.
"Yeah," Novak said as he turned on his side. Roger's arm came around his waist and he felt the Swiss man spoon up behind him. Their legs tangled together as if they had just made love and Roger let out a sigh. He kissed Novak's neck before they settled on the bed and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, Dijana was the first to get up. She saw the note on Novak's door and smiled. She carefully opened the door and found her son and his boyfriend sprawled out on his bed. Roger's one foot was hanging off the side of the bed while Novak's one arm was hanging off the other side. Other than that, the two of them were on the bed. She smiled as she closed the door and headed downstairs to get goose and turkey ready for cooking. That was always a problem in the household when the Djokovic family came. Some liked goose. Others liked turkey. Well, right now, all she wanted was for them to like Roger and welcome him into the family.
She was in the kitchen when Srdjan came downstairs. "So they came?" he asked. .
"Yes, they did. Novak wants everyone to meet Roger as his boyfriend and not someone he competes against on the court. This is important to him and don't you dare do anything to ruin it," she said before going back to the goose. She needed to put the final touches on it before
"So what time are you waking them up?" he asked.
"As soon as I get the goose in the oven. I'm putting together a brunch platter for them and taking it up. People should be coming soon." No sooner did she say that, the doorbell rang. "Oop, speak of the devil."
Upstairs in Novak's room...
Novak was jerked awake when the doorbell rang. The arm around him tightened and pulled him closer to the body behind him. If that was possible. "I'm fine. It's just the doorbell." He glanced at the bedside table clock and saw it was ten in the morning. "Yeah, people should be coming in around this time." Roger shifted causing his cock to brush up against Novak's back side. The Serb moaned as Roger's lips graced his neck. He gasped when Roger's right hand slipped into his boxers and grasped his cock.
"My cock wants to be inside you," Roger softly said into his ear. The cock in his hand instantly grew hard and he had his answer.
"Roger, my family is downstairs. We shouldn't," he said.
"You mean to tell me since we've started dating you haven't had a fantasy of doing it in the bed you slept in as a kid?" Roger asked. "You've been quiet before, baby. Like in the shower rooms at tournament buildings." Novak groaned when Roger pulled his cock. "You know you want to."
"Stop teasing and just fuck me." Roger chuckled before clothes were shed quicker than ever before. Both were naked underneath the sheet as Roger reached over to the bedside table.
"Let's see what Mum put in here for us," he said. He opened the drawer and both had to laugh when they saw the lubricant and condoms, arranged by color and brand and wet naps. "I love your mother," Roger said grabbing a condom and the lube. Novak went to move onto his stomach, but Roger stopped him. "Stay on your side." He expertly popped the top on the lube and squeezed some onto his fingers. He reached behind Novak, fingers disappearing underneath the covers and slipped a finger into his fiance. Novak gasped out as Roger's finger danced around before a second entered.
"Roger, oh God," Novak exclaimed when a sensitive nerve was touched. A third entered him and he gasped out a moan. Roger's left hand clasped onto his mouth to muffle him. He twisted his fingers and a muffled cry followed. Roger removed his fingers and eased his knee between Novak's legs. The Serb groaned when the knee hit his balls. Roger tore open the condom and rolled it onto his cock. He grabbed the lube and smeared some on. He grabbed hold of Novak's cock, the Serb's hips jerking when he did, and he used his right arm to hold him still as he eased into him. Novak pulled the hand away from his mouth and intertwined their fingers together. "Oh, God, yes," he groaned as Roger settled into him. They were spooned right up against each other. "Please move, Roger," Novak begged.
Roger shifted his hips and Novak moaned out before he pulled his hips back and then forward. Novak moaned encouragingly and Roger set a steady rhythm. They moved together as much as the small bed allowed them. Roger moved his hand in time with his thrusts, pulling on the organ. Novak groaned bending his head back and Roger couldn't resist the neck bared to him. "Roger, yes," Novak moaned as Roger kissed his neck. Roger groaned deeply when Novak clenched his muscles around his cock.
"Oh, God, I love it when you do that," he moaned into Novak's ear. The Serb moved his head and joined their lips together in a passionate kiss. Roger put his leg around Novak, changing the angle of his thrust, and Novak gasped out a moan.
"I love it that you love it," Novak moaned back before gritting his teeth when Roger sharpened his thrusts. He was getting close to his climax and Roger was too. After four years together, he knew what every little sound Roger made meant and he was sure that Roger knew what every sound he made meant. "Oh, God, I love your cock inside me," he said softly and throatily. It was just enough to push Roger over the edge. He loved it when he talked dirty. Roger's hand came over his mouth as the other hand gripped his cock. Roger thumbed the head and his eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he came loudly. His cock spurted into Roger's hand as the other silenced his sharp cry of ecstasy. No need for the family members downstairs to hear their morning ritual when together. Roger followed up with a low, guttural moan as he came inside the condom protecting Novak.
"Wow," Roger exclaimed.
"Ditto," Novak copied and he reached into the nightstand drawer for the wet naps. He used up five to clean off Roger's hand before Roger pulled out and removed the condom. They tossed the garbage into the wastebasket and wrapped up into a post coital cuddle. "I love you," he said as Roger turned his engagement around his finger. "I wouldn't have said 'yes' if I didn't." Roger chuckled.
"So, who are we telling first?" he asked.
"Mum, definitely," he said. Roger chuckled.
Downstairs, Dijana was maneuvering her way through the people in the hall to get up to the room where she was sure that Novak and Roger were awake. Novak's aunt, Mira, stopped her at the bottom. "So, are we meeting him? The boyfriend?" she asked.
"He's up there with Novak as we speak. I'm going to give them breakfast and they'll be down when they feel comfortable."
"So exciting," she said clapping her hands. "I've been anticipating this moment since you told us that Nole had a boyfriend."
"Yes, well, you should hold that thought until you find out who he is," she said before heading up the steps.
"What do you mean by that?" Mira asked but her sister kept on walking up the steps to Novak's old room.
Novak and Roger were getting ready for round two when there was a knock on the door. They groaned in disappointment as they pulled the covers over them more. "Who is it?" Novak asked.
"It's Mum," he heard his mother call. They covered themselves up before getting into a position that didn't speak that they just had sex.
"Come on in, Mum," he called. The door opened and Dijana walked in with a smile before halting as she laid eyes on the clothes on the floor.
"There weren't any clothes on the floor when I checked on you two this morning," she said and they chuckled. They were so busted. "Oh, you two are so naughty." Roger and Novak both went red as she set the tray of food down on a dresser. "There's brunch for you. People are already coming in and I'll get them corralled into the living room so you two can split to the kitchen. Your father and I could break the ice on Roger's identity if it'll help."
"That's what my mom did when Novak met my family," Roger said.
"That's good, mum," Novak said as she picked up clothes. She tossed their boxers to them and they sorted out who's was who's before putting them on. She went to leave, but Roger nudge Novak with his elbow. "Um, Mum, wait," he said. He got up from the bed, pulling on his boxers. Dijana waited as her eldest son walked up to her. "There's something I, uh, we," he said gesturing to Roger, "need to tell you before anyone else."
"Okay," she said crossing her arms.
"Just don't go over board on the screaming," Novak said as Roger pulled on his boxers. Dijana was confused at this point until her son lifted his left hand to show her the ring on it. She opened her mouth to scream before Novak gestured her to not do it. "No screaming," he said.
"Oh, my God," she said grabbing his hand to look at the ring. "When did this happen?" she asked.
"Um, after Roger and I celebrated him winning the ATP Finals," Novak said. Dijana chuckled as she looked closer at the ring and then looked at Roger.
"Well, it's a gorgeous ring. You went down on one knee, right?" she asked.
"Duh," Roger said causing her to chuckle. She walked over and gave him a great big hug.
"Congratulations and expect more of those when you announce, that is if you plan to," she said.
"We do, I just want you to break the ice to dad," Novak said causing his mother to chuckle.
"Okay, I'll do that, but you will announce the engagement to the family," Dijana said. "You can come down whenever you're relaxed enough to." Novak nodded before she left the room.
"See? Holds nothing back when talking sex," he said causing Roger to chuckle. He headed over to the tray as Roger went to the nightstand. "What are you doing?" he asked as he grabbed a condom from the drawer.
"After we eat, we're christening the shower in here before we take on your family," Roger said taking the condom into the bathroom.
"Would you relax already? It's going to be fine." Roger came back into the bedroom and sat with Novak to eat their breakfast. "My family will love you. Just like yours loving me." Roger chuckled before putting some egg in his mouth before standing up.
"Time for that shower." He pulled Novak up from his seat, pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss as he dragged him into the bathroom. Boxers were pulled down, landing on the floor. The shower was turned on before Roger practically pulled Novak into the stall with him. Wasting no time, Roger lifted Novak and grabbed the condom from where he put it. "Your mom said not to come down until we were relaxed," Roger said causing Novak to chuckle.
"She did," he said as Roger kissed his neck. He gasped out when Roger's cock eased into his channel. "Roger," he moaned.
"I'm going to have shower sex with my fiance before we meet the family as a couple. Who knows when we'll be able to be with each other after this."
"Right, I... keep going and don't stop," Novak pleaded and Roger proceeded to thrust in and out of him.
Downstairs, Dijana sighed as she looked at her watch again. "Those two had better be coming down soon," she muttered.
"So, who is his boyfriend?" Dijana turned to see her sister, Mira.
"What?"
"My nephew's boyfriend? Who is he?" she asked. Dijana glanced into the living room to see everyone looking at her.
"Well, he's another tennis player," she said.
"Which one?" Mira asked.
"The Swiss one who's number three," she said and it was so quiet in the room, she thought she could hear a pin drop.
End of Chapter Twenty-Two