Welcome to Canada - Part 8/?
Title: Welcome to Canada - Part 8 of a series
Author: backiefan
Team: St. John's Fog Devils...at first...then Flyers/Sharks
Pairing: Mario Kempe/Timo Pielmeier
Rating: R, mention of sexual acts
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, don't sue. All is fake as far as I know!
Summary: things seem to be going so well...until Timo's parents show up...
Notes: I will bring in other teammates and other real people as the situation requires. Not beta’d. And so far the story takes place in the 2007-2008 season.
Timo is sure that if his father had any idea what was going on that he’d be hauled back to Degendorf faster than he can blink. But when he can lay in Mario’s arms, his naked back pressed against Mario’s naked chest Timo can forget all about what his father thinks. Here, in the privacy of a hotel room or one of their bedrooms, he can be true to himself.
“Friends with benefits,” he murmurs, rolling the words around on his tongue. Well, he definitely likes these benefits a great deal. Timo would like more than that but he can’t allow himself to commit to more out of fear. His father would have a complete meltdown and Timo would be the one to suffer the consequences, so he keeps his thoughts to himself. But he is pretty sure that he and Mario are pretty exclusive.
But there is a bit of a problem on the immediate horizon in Timo’s world. His parents are coming to Canada to visit him and that means he has to subvert himself yet again. He won’t be able to be with Mario like this during the week his mother and father will be staying. It bothers him that he can’t be open about his sexuality or his relationship with Mario, especially where his parents are concerned. His mother probably wouldn’t care but he would rather not suffer an embarrassing beating at the hands of his father.
“This…I will miss it when mein parents here,” Timo whispers as he rolls over to face Mario as they lay in the other young man’s bed. He twines his legs around the darker-haired Swede, drawing him closer. “I must be good or Papa will get angry. I is not wanting him angry. You understand, yes, Mario?”
No matter how he feels about the situation Mario knows that he has to accept what Timo is saying. He enjoys his time alone with the young goalie but because they have to be so secretive it means that they will have to put their activities on hold during the visit by Timo’s parents. But at the moment he can take advantage of the time they do have together, and he runs a hand along Timo’s chest and stops right above the nest of light coloured pubic hair. He presses his lips hungrily against Timo’s and wraps his fingers around the German man’s limp member to coax it back into life.
* * * * *
Mario knows that Timo has to present the image of being a perfect son, complete with a girlfriend. He just wishes it was with somebody other than Lindsay. He knows who she is due to many of the parties that some of the other boys have held. She usually attends and even though she doesn’t care much for the sport of hockey itself Lindsay seems to have a thing for foreign hockey players. Last year she had even tried to seduce Mario but he would have no part of her.
But Timo is desperate to present an image of heterosexuality when his parents show up, and Lindsay had attached herself to the young German like a barnacle on a whale’s ass. At least that was how Patty had put it over several bottles of beer at one of the clubs they usually end up at. And as Mario watches the girl flutter around Timo and give dirty looks to anybody that comes near her piece of man-meat he can’t help but wonder if his friend and lover is in way over his head. Lindsay might not be that easy to get rid of after the Pielmeiers have returned to Germany.
It isn’t any better at games either. The stupid woman attends almost every home game and crows about how she is dating the starting goaltender but she has no idea about hockey. It’s all about how she has managed to get herself a hot European hockey player. Hot but stupid, as she tells her little group of Barbie doll girlfriends.
It pisses Mario off to no end but he can’t say anything or he’ll risk exposing the secret he shares with Timo. And during the visit Mario keeps to behaving just as a regular friend whenever he is near Timo, and it’s damn hard. Especially when all he wants to do is drag the handsome German boy to bed.
What he doesn’t see coming is when Timo tells him that they can’t continue being friends with benefits. They are laying in Mario’s bed after a marathon sex session meant to make up for lost time. What Mario didn’t know is that Timo was making their last time together memorable, something to carry with him afterward.
Tears rolling down his face Timo delivers the blow he wishes he didn’t have to. But things had spun right out of control during his parents’ visit. With his father’s encouragement Timo had would up in bed with Lindsay. And the only way Timo was able to perform was to think of Mario. He couldn’t get an erection otherwise and knowing his father was listening downstairs for the bed to start creaking it was the only thing Timo could do. Having sex with a woman is a great deal different than sex with a man, and there was no way he was going to try to talk Lindsay into anal. He figured that perhaps he wouldn’t have to do this again…but he made one fatal mistake. As he grunted out his orgasm as Lindsay writhed underneath him Timo had whispered the name of his lover, lost in the idea of screwing Mario into the mattress instead of Lindsay.
Of course Lindsay jumped on this and decided to use it against Timo. Knowing that her useful is coming to an end Lindsay had realized that she found a way to hold onto her hockey player. All she has to do is threaten to tell Timo’s parents that he and the Swede were gay lovers, and when she realized just how scared Timo was to have his father find out she tightened the screws on him.
“She knows,” he sobs. “She say she tell everybody, make sure my father knows. I…not happen. Can’t happen or I not able to play for Sharks. I will must go home if she tells…”
“Break up with her,” Mario says, feeling his heart breaking even as he holds Timo tightly against him.
Timo sobs harder as he manages to get out, “Can’t. Lindsay say she tell parents…my parents. Will make things up more and it would be very bad. I am stupid…sorry…so sorry…”
Author: backiefan
Team: St. John's Fog Devils...at first...then Flyers/Sharks
Pairing: Mario Kempe/Timo Pielmeier
Rating: R, mention of sexual acts
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, don't sue. All is fake as far as I know!
Summary: things seem to be going so well...until Timo's parents show up...
Notes: I will bring in other teammates and other real people as the situation requires. Not beta’d. And so far the story takes place in the 2007-2008 season.
Timo is sure that if his father had any idea what was going on that he’d be hauled back to Degendorf faster than he can blink. But when he can lay in Mario’s arms, his naked back pressed against Mario’s naked chest Timo can forget all about what his father thinks. Here, in the privacy of a hotel room or one of their bedrooms, he can be true to himself.
“Friends with benefits,” he murmurs, rolling the words around on his tongue. Well, he definitely likes these benefits a great deal. Timo would like more than that but he can’t allow himself to commit to more out of fear. His father would have a complete meltdown and Timo would be the one to suffer the consequences, so he keeps his thoughts to himself. But he is pretty sure that he and Mario are pretty exclusive.
But there is a bit of a problem on the immediate horizon in Timo’s world. His parents are coming to Canada to visit him and that means he has to subvert himself yet again. He won’t be able to be with Mario like this during the week his mother and father will be staying. It bothers him that he can’t be open about his sexuality or his relationship with Mario, especially where his parents are concerned. His mother probably wouldn’t care but he would rather not suffer an embarrassing beating at the hands of his father.
“This…I will miss it when mein parents here,” Timo whispers as he rolls over to face Mario as they lay in the other young man’s bed. He twines his legs around the darker-haired Swede, drawing him closer. “I must be good or Papa will get angry. I is not wanting him angry. You understand, yes, Mario?”
No matter how he feels about the situation Mario knows that he has to accept what Timo is saying. He enjoys his time alone with the young goalie but because they have to be so secretive it means that they will have to put their activities on hold during the visit by Timo’s parents. But at the moment he can take advantage of the time they do have together, and he runs a hand along Timo’s chest and stops right above the nest of light coloured pubic hair. He presses his lips hungrily against Timo’s and wraps his fingers around the German man’s limp member to coax it back into life.
* * * * *
Mario knows that Timo has to present the image of being a perfect son, complete with a girlfriend. He just wishes it was with somebody other than Lindsay. He knows who she is due to many of the parties that some of the other boys have held. She usually attends and even though she doesn’t care much for the sport of hockey itself Lindsay seems to have a thing for foreign hockey players. Last year she had even tried to seduce Mario but he would have no part of her.
But Timo is desperate to present an image of heterosexuality when his parents show up, and Lindsay had attached herself to the young German like a barnacle on a whale’s ass. At least that was how Patty had put it over several bottles of beer at one of the clubs they usually end up at. And as Mario watches the girl flutter around Timo and give dirty looks to anybody that comes near her piece of man-meat he can’t help but wonder if his friend and lover is in way over his head. Lindsay might not be that easy to get rid of after the Pielmeiers have returned to Germany.
It isn’t any better at games either. The stupid woman attends almost every home game and crows about how she is dating the starting goaltender but she has no idea about hockey. It’s all about how she has managed to get herself a hot European hockey player. Hot but stupid, as she tells her little group of Barbie doll girlfriends.
It pisses Mario off to no end but he can’t say anything or he’ll risk exposing the secret he shares with Timo. And during the visit Mario keeps to behaving just as a regular friend whenever he is near Timo, and it’s damn hard. Especially when all he wants to do is drag the handsome German boy to bed.
What he doesn’t see coming is when Timo tells him that they can’t continue being friends with benefits. They are laying in Mario’s bed after a marathon sex session meant to make up for lost time. What Mario didn’t know is that Timo was making their last time together memorable, something to carry with him afterward.
Tears rolling down his face Timo delivers the blow he wishes he didn’t have to. But things had spun right out of control during his parents’ visit. With his father’s encouragement Timo had would up in bed with Lindsay. And the only way Timo was able to perform was to think of Mario. He couldn’t get an erection otherwise and knowing his father was listening downstairs for the bed to start creaking it was the only thing Timo could do. Having sex with a woman is a great deal different than sex with a man, and there was no way he was going to try to talk Lindsay into anal. He figured that perhaps he wouldn’t have to do this again…but he made one fatal mistake. As he grunted out his orgasm as Lindsay writhed underneath him Timo had whispered the name of his lover, lost in the idea of screwing Mario into the mattress instead of Lindsay.
Of course Lindsay jumped on this and decided to use it against Timo. Knowing that her useful is coming to an end Lindsay had realized that she found a way to hold onto her hockey player. All she has to do is threaten to tell Timo’s parents that he and the Swede were gay lovers, and when she realized just how scared Timo was to have his father find out she tightened the screws on him.
“She knows,” he sobs. “She say she tell everybody, make sure my father knows. I…not happen. Can’t happen or I not able to play for Sharks. I will must go home if she tells…”
“Break up with her,” Mario says, feeling his heart breaking even as he holds Timo tightly against him.
Timo sobs harder as he manages to get out, “Can’t. Lindsay say she tell parents…my parents. Will make things up more and it would be very bad. I am stupid…sorry…so sorry…”