Author's note: had given reason I take down the Story of ff.de unfortunately, and I have just now posted here. Unfortunately, the complete Oneshot too big for him to post at once, so I have the story divided into several parts. Have fun all of you still reading!
Warning: So of course, 18-P (and in this case is really so ... ^ ^), and obviously threesome, but that's it for now again confirms (Oh yes, except he of course: PWP ^ ^).
Pairing: Clemens Fritz / Pascal Hens / Per Mertesacker Summary Clemens has a secret. Had rather. Now his secret is in fact none at all. And why is he 's in a shit ... or what is going on here at all?
Hot dreams?
pleasantly tired from training, but not as experienced in the past sometimes overly exhausted, Clemens walked slowly with his gym bag in his hand the stairs to his apartment to the top. He looked forward almost to the quiet, relaxing evening he would now like to spend more on his sofa watching TV. Even if it was the first time since long been an evening when he would actually be quite alone in his apartment. The
was just not too often before with him. Usually he had in fact always someone with whom he could pass the hours after exercise in a very pleasant way ... But such a relaxed evening watching TV could even be sometimes quite nice, even when alone . Was not as if he were to rely on anyone. At least not in the Per it had been canceled for today, namely, just like that, without having given any explanation or a warning - some had experienced the Clemens in the other never before.
Especially not when Clemens had the day before had been no time for him because he had planned something else. Just like yesterday, when his sister Constance had seen in Bremen by surprise and she and Clemens had then gone to dinner together spontaneously to each other back on the date when it came to their current life circumstances. And when Clemens had chips on people canceled out today Afternoon also tried durchzuklingeln. But he had not even reached his cell phone did not seem to be in Pascal and at home he had then did not want to call. He had never done before and he would certainly not have to start it today.
But who cares particularly? Clemens did not need the two, he got along quite well with it alone. He finally had his quiet ... anyway Kam rare enough before. Also, if Merte had behaved towards him all day today but rather strange. Mounted so curt and aloof, he had seen the young actually never. At least not to him. Clemens, however, only shrugged his shoulders as he had at last arrived at the correct floor, and he finally stood outside his apartment door. Per asses would be again, because Clemens was sure and then closed without further to think about the door. In the hall he peeled first piece from his leather jacket, which he also suspended the right to a coat hook on the wall, then let slip his gym bag carelessly to the ground and finally slipped out of his shoes, the he wanted to leave, as usual, are also in the hall.
At this moment Clemens was taken aback, however, paused in his movement, his eyes thoughtfully directed to the shoes to his feet. This clearly stood around too many pairs of shoes, as that could actually all be his. In addition, two pairs were present, which looked seem almost comically large - at least in addition to its normal size violators made these two pairs of shoes that impression. It took another moment to Clemens had recognized the shoes. Finally, he swallowed hard when he was sure that he had assigned the right shoes.
And in this Moment, even a slight cough broke the prevailing silence until then, Clemens looked not only shocked, but completely shocked and stunned on. He had not yet thrown closer look into his apartment - even though it was no real explanation or excuse that he had both overlooked fact. For Clemens asked himself seriously at this moment, as the two giants, who refused at the other end of the hall opposite each other on the wall and eyed him now both with equally expressionless faces not, had become aware of it. Clemens felt that it was damn hot at once.
He swallowed again, opened his mouth - and still not managed to bring out even a sound. His power of speech had temporarily suspended most simply, had left him shamefully in the lurch. Just as his otherwise so admirable wit. But in this case it was not purely and simply prepared ...
The two would never meet each other that is intended. Had nothing about the existence of each other to learn. At least, nothing like that of the other part of Clemens' personal life was. These and other thoughts rattled at high speed by Clemens' head as he was able to do all the time nothing more than the two just stare wide-eyed. Per and Pascal, as they faced each other now and her looks, but who were also addressed only to him and only him at that moment, Clemens, were considered.
Once Clemens tried to say something - anything to break this damned, a tense silence, to finally get a response from one of the two. to get the main thing, anything other than this vacuous faces to see. But he wanted to not succeed. Clemens' eyes moved slowly from one eventually to the other. He could hardly grasp the fact that the two were now actually here. Here, in his apartment. Both. At the same time. So far it had come just never have ...
On the right side was Per, his arms crossed over his chest and his face just as expressionless as that of his opposite hand Ballers. But people cheeks were flushed strange. A small indication that it this whole thing but was not as cold as it would have been like to believe Clemens and Pascal. Speechless Clemens stared at his teammates for a few seconds just to continue. Per Per his with whom he had made friends immediately after being switched from Leverkusen, Werder. With whom he had already experienced so much - and with whom he had understood from the beginning almost blind. Per, which he had been told after two weeks completely voluntary and on his own, he stood on men. Something that no one else had yet managed. Usually he was in fact no one who quickly took to trust other people. Clemens had usually know someone until hell until he entrusted him something really private about yourself.
And for Clemens, it was no secret that he kept better than his sexual orientation. Per case was different. Has it always been different. Even before they had landed for the first time together in bed, which was been. And then a lot more. After a bloody painful, bitter defeat they had then slept for the first time together. And then they can not stop - and certainly do not want. They had met more often. Were not only best friends, but to something else, to become more. Even if this had "more" never defined precisely, never talked about it had it had somehow never named, but instead had let deeds speak.
deeds and small, tender gestures, which were sometimes means much more than even the most passionate together, as even the hot night. And finally, it was something like a habit for both of them become that spent more per evenings and nights as Clemens as in his own apartment. It had seemed rare that Clemens had been unloaded by for an evening. Just as often they had had secrets from each other. And yet both had given. At least by Clemens' side. And both these things were related to Clemens with exactly the man leaned over now As in his hallway on the wall, and him just like the football players looked expectantly. Guiltily dropped on Clemens that thought out the look.
He knew he had this thing between them and Per never called a relationship. Per still had no idea - so do not even have imagined even to some extent - that there was someone else in Clemens' life. Could give. French fries now still of almost dared not Clemens. Nevertheless, he raised his eyes at some point, trying to decipher at least Pascal's face. to find at least something, so he could interpret the look of the other, at least initially. But Pascal looked back at him just as uninvolved, such as Per had already done the same. They knew how easily convey both damn good, Clemens here and now a really bad feeling, even if Per and Pascal, as Clemens knew from experience, otherwise not many things in common had in itself - if you look purely from their Kö rpergröße refrained.
was with him and fries all that is gone quite differently, as between him and Per Pascal he had already learned then at some charity event in Hamburg, which he in had visited his own organization "Thank Erfurt. Even if "know" this was perhaps the wrong word. Per had not been there at that time. Clemens was himself no longer safe, why not ...
But then he was just damn glad to have been that Per had not been with him. He and Pascal each other but were not properly introduced, had known each other because of their profession but in name. Personally, they had taken, however, had never before. But in the end had a single view across the entire space of time sufficient to give them both at once and to make the point clear that there was something between them. A violent, hot crackling. A tension that had been reflected in Pascal's fiery glance. And Clemens did not know yet exactly how fucking hot it had a view of the handball players made back then.
that he had gone to the toilet then was at the same time the attempt was, to regain his composure somewhat, and yet just a little testing in Pascal's direction. Perhaps even more of a challenge to the other. And the fries had obviously can not be missed, he was followed instead. Just as Clemens had expected. There was at least had hoped. Clemens was only too happy to let crowd then by Pascal in one of the small cabins. Had not thought about the consequences, just enjoyed the moment.
And after that little interlude, they both had not yet had enough of each other. Were cut down almost immediately from the event - in Pascal's apartment. Clemens had stopped by then only once in his Hamburg hotel room. The next morning, to pick up his bag and then to make back on the road to Bremen. Back home. Back to Per But that was not a one thing remained to Pascal. For this it was just too good been. For both of them. Too exciting, too hot, too passionate, too cool and different than it was with Per - simply too good to leave it in a single night.
And yet not good enough By renouncing. Not nearly good enough. But still so shit sexy, so seductive, that Clemens had given in to temptation again and again. And yet for Pascal Clement was also turned into more. Although the other way around, as that was happening with Per - with Pascal he was only in bed before he had learned to know him better. And yet it was with chips at some point finally no longer just a quick affair, not only a beautiful but meaningless diversion have been - instead, he had begun, and Pascal, to call more often to talk.
to talk really. Spent every now and then, just whenever their respective training plans and allowed it via the one or the other evening together. And then not exclusively in bed. But sometimes cozy cuddling in front of the sofa. Familiar and secure Clemens had always felt then. As with Per and yet different. Guilty conscience? Clemens had been. Shit, yes. Who would not, in a situation like his?
too often and probably not often enough he had remorse. Two opposite, he had always felt bad, had been tempted from time to time, but to tell the truth. Finally to come clean. Had, however, can never bring themselves. Because he had been sure that he would lose both ...
He knew he had and Per chips while not directly lied, then he had always respected. But as he had concealed them that there was someone else in his life, he had just betrayed yet. Aware deceived. Clemens still stood there, rooted to the spot, still could not move forever. Not an inch. Anyway did not know whether he should be on the two to-back, or rather more. Only Clemens' eyes went still between Per and Pascal back and forth. He had still not managed to say something. Although he had anyway had no idea what he was supposed to say, even if he had brought out a sound.
"Say, Clemens, when you had it was originally set too from both of us of the existence of the other in knowledge?" Tore suddenly Pascal cold voice, the awkward silence. The tone of the handball players had the shakes Clemens. Pommes said Clemens had never heard speak. The handball players had indeed he has always managed to appear dominant, Clemens to let you know that he was the one who had the say when they had met one another. And if he was honest, then Clemens was on it pretty much in control now and then completely leave. To have fully collect revenue from chips to do just exactly what the others told him. To have complete control of Pascal and surrender to Him completely and without restrictions.
But the handball but had never talked with him. Never been so emotionless and hard, without any affection, or at least a trace of warmth in his voice. Made the situation but it is not just easier on Clemens. Quite the contrary. Clemens began to feel more uncomfortable in his skin as he had previously done so anyway. Not that he had not earned. He knew it. He felt now still cornered. In Pascal's people and icy eyes. Clemens bit her lip. Could not answer.
"What is it, Clement? Otherwise you're not so damn monosyllabic, darn it again. Why did you's now suddenly seem so speechless, huh? Can you still not even answer a simple question? We want to know when are you going to tell us that you have with any other birds! "By now, there was him. And the cracks now; previous Clemens from his speechlessness. He had previously experienced it before. By which it was to loud, yelling at him. Per, the right and glared at him completely angry. His hands were now clenched into fists, his nails buried in the palms so that his knuckles were white.
"I ... I ... uh ... well," Clemens began to stammer in front of him, did, however, concluded not even close to correct sentence. Therefore broke right back off. Meanwhile, he could taste blood, as hard as he had been bitten in the meantime on the lips. His gaze wandered still helpless from left to right. From Pascal to Per and back to Pascal. He was still completely overwhelmed with the whole situation, knew not how he should behave now. Still less, what to say. Clemens watched frightened now, such as Per and French fries in sync after a quick look and a very obviously a unanimous nod from the wall, pushed off.
know " you, Clemens ... It was really not a very heady feeling when I first saw you last night not found in your home - because the value of Lord yes sometimes not held back for needed to tell me know that he intends something different - and then all of a sudden, after I have left me with my emergency key itself in and made myself comfortable in your living room just have to wait for you, another guy in front of your Tü , is r, which apparently wants you too, "snarled By now, still with this damned cold in the icy voice," And that damned with ner Package of condoms and fucking handcuffs in hand! "Clemens swallowed hard. Instinctively he was now a step backwards, since Per and Pascal now it slowly came closer and closer.
He felt that he rose blush when he was the scene had described him straight As, visually presented. Inwardly he cursed himself that he had forgotten, Per call off yesterday. And yet he was now somehow relieved that it finally came out. That this eternal secrecy had finally come to an end. Clemens lowered his gaze.
"Look at us, Clemens ...!" Pascal asked suddenly. Hard and unyielding. Clemens could not escape that tone is not easy. Had he been able before. He had to obey that voice easily. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he finally lifted his head. And he caught his breath. Per chips and had approached him still further, were now only a meter away from him. Once again, Clemens was on how much bigger than him, the two were yet how much they towered here and now before him. And while at that moment a tremor ran through Clemens' entire body when he noticed the looks of the two.
was a sudden somewhat different in the eyes of the two. Something other than anger and disappointment. Something lurking. Clemens felt at once a step stumble back, instinctively. Stumbled to a hair on his own gym bag was his balance just kept as still somehow just managed to prevent it fell. People still felt rest and Pascal burning glances. They eyed him as if they were the predators and the prey it. Their prey. By now they would play. Clemens heard the blood rushing in his ears, heard his heart beating wildly. Slowly he got here really of fear to do ...
Even if he had never believed that before Per Pascal or would ever be afraid. Would have to be afraid. At that moment, he appeared both as unpredictable to assess their next steps so hard that he would trust almost anything and Per Pascal. "... We trusted you, Clemens ..." whispered again Per, brought Clemens to the fact his team-mates to stare wide-eyed, "... and both of us have ... just fucked Sun From back to front deceived. Played with us ... "
went back and Per Pommes a step forward. Clemens had more and more the feeling that the two had planned here this whole thing just that knew and Per Pascal exactly what they did here. That the two were planning something very specific. Clemens also was soft now further back. Met at this moment but with his back against the hard wood of his door. Had no escape anymore. Panic began to make itself too broad in it. Nothing but naked panic. Pascal Per and were now standing in front of him, Clemens had his head put in the neck to the two also are looking in the face to be able to like french fries he had just been ordered yet. Clemens swallowed hard again. "I ... I'm ..." whispered Clemens, not daring to speak up. But Pascal would not let him finish first. A finger placed on his lips. Determined. But still smooth.
"Shhht ..." breathed chips shook, while his head slightly, "... end to the lies, Clemens. Give it a try ... It does not you sorry, not in the slightest. You wanted both of us ... have wanted to give up any of us, right? " Clemens' breathing quickened. Pascal's finger, which had just been located yet still up to his lips, had now just begun to move. Now went to the contours of his lips. Carefully, tenderly. Left still burning traces of Clemens' skin. Clemens pulled his eyes even further. What happened here only?
"Come on, come on now, finally, your pretty mouth. You wanted to keep both of us, right? Both of us may have at any time if you stand on both of us ... "breathed suddenly another voice in his ear. Strange coaxing and gentle, yet at the same unusually bossy. Per person Clemens could feel hot breath on his neck. Felt a hand on his neck. Big and strong. Felt the fingers combed through his hair. Pascal's fingers, which had been explored only drove his face, now also further down to Clemens neck.
It was only a short, choppy nod, then the Clemens brought about. For Per and Pascal were right. They had both just right with what they had said. Clemens did not want to miss out on both of them and so simple chosen the easiest path, and both By Pascal and claimed for themselves. Reckless. Just as Pascal now pressed his lips to Clemens'. Uncompromising. Clemens surprised gasped into the kiss. Did not expect that contact is in the least, had now but still a fact. The blood is still rushing in his ears, but the familiar feeling of Pascal's lips was the panic slowly disappearing, Clemens led them to close his eyes instead of relish.
The next moment, he tore it up again but even when he suddenly has a strong Bit into his neck felt as Pascal's lips still predominate on his lay, an agile tongue finds its way into his mouth. Clemens did not know what was happening to him just what Per and Pascal just hired him or what was going on now all of a sudden at all. But he could nothing do but now to claw each with one arm to Per and Pascal, the two take so still closer towards you and to make both simple to make. Painful made his mind then to his apartment door acquaintance, began as per now, the place of Clemens' neck, they are working just yet with the teeth had to spoil the tongue.
inadvertently pulled Clemens thus obtained from the kiss back to Pascal, could the low moan that broke from his lips, prevent them completely easy. Nevertheless, it confused the situation here and now, more than anything before. He just did not understand what brought Pascal Per and to react to suddenly like this - and much less he knew what the two herewith ever wanted to achieve. Where all this should lead and what they had planned. Clemens looked aghast now so Pascal's view, hoping for an explanation of this. Also By had stopped with his caresses on Clemens' neck. Saw him now as closely as French fries, while if Clemens' confusion a clear, identical smile played around the lips of the two.
eyed Again so unfathomable and unpredictable, the two condemned Clemens now though. He felt that he was already uneasy with this in mind. Even if both had been sneaking into people as well as in Pascal's view somewhat different. Lust. Request. Dark promise, of which Clemens was sure that Per and Pascal they would keep both. And yet it was still Clemens do not understand. Could not believe it ...
"What ... what is that ... here?" Clemens brought out at last with some effort. Instead of giving him an answer to his question was now, however, Per, forcefully of Clemens, but not too coarse, the neck, grabbed his face toward you took - and then he impressed upon his lips. People pushed his tongue without hesitation in Clemens cave mouth, Clemens made so much more than clear who had control here today. And shit, Clemens could feel it turns the damned. Clemens was about to be completely the kiss involved to focus entirely on what Per hired here with his tongue with it.
It was just too good, damn it. Too hot. And strange that just jumped round with him via So. Clemens FORGET everything else around him, banished all thought of it, in what kind of situation he had just been found yet, because he still was not sure what was going on here.
"Actually, you're not worthy, kid, you know ... we're pretty crap dealt with ...", a hot whisper very close to Clemens' left ear, words whose meaning was only aware of Clemens damn slow, while still in the passionate kiss with Per was involved, "... but you damn lucky, Clemens ... that you so damn hot in bed numbers are. And that ... ... we also do not want to miss you ... ... or ... can any of us ... "
It took a moment to what chips had just whispered to him was just, really got through to Clemens . And slowly started to change in Clemens thought to form a picture of what were doing and Per fries well with him. He was once hotter than it was really clear what was in his home. But Clemens was not at all about this and just kind of react to Pascal's words when he suddenly noticed the next moment, the hands that pushed under his T-shirt. Per his lips had always fitting, did not vorzuhaben to solve the kiss in the near future.
Pers hands had buried himself in Clemens's hair, held his head comprises safe so long as the Inner defender was hired to Clemens what he wanted, without this big a possibility would have had to squirm out of his grip. Not that Clemens would have had this before or something wrong with this treatment ...
purposeful hands that were driving along in his or her way further investigated up to Clemens nipples and then began to irritate those sent , Clemens has just introduced yet to aufzukeuchen hoarse, the kiss with interrupting Per. Pers and his breathing was faster by now, almost panting, and people caught as Clemens dark eyes, he felt goose bumps spread throughout its body, a pleasant showers ran along his back. Shit, damn. are of two types simultaneously so desires, to no longer know whose hands it now actually were, which drove along his body, he stroked and kissed, was really just an incredible feeling ...
that they had all three on the move, Clemens finally noticed until quite late - far too much he had been distracted from the fact that he constantly breathed Per gentle kisses on the neck, again and again and small bites mounted, the groan Clemens left. At the same time it was back Pascal, who had his mouth pressed demanding of Clemens', while the three of them stumbled down the hall. And Clemens was pretty sure where exactly Pascal Per and he now wanted to lead. At the thought Clemens could not prevent a further, slight Aufkeuchen. Just now he was was still sure that now everything was over. That ended with Per as is the case with Pascal. How he had made a mistake ... because apparently
"You know, Pascal Clement ... and I made yesterday still maintain quite nice ... on you ... "whispered, as per him from behind, then Clemens went to tender ear with his tongue and pressed at the same time from behind even closer to Clemens - so that could feel this more than clear that He was not the only one who looked forward to what would amount to yet. A small, targeted bite in his left ear lobe Clemens throw his head into the neck, almost losing his balance as his legs threatened to simply acknowledge their service, if Pascal had been and as per which it maintains held.
"About ... you ... and your hot, talented mouth ... and how cleverly you're with your tongue ... "said Pascal then further set of people who had apparently heard what the football players just had just said to Clemens. And as if to confirm his lips again lowered Pascal Clement, drove the contours of his lips at the same time tender and yet condemned by promising.
then let his tongue further into Clemens 'slide now more than familiar mouth, choked so every response from Clemens' Page in her bud. "... How beautiful you cry when the only long enough to make you ...", it was again Per, who had taken the floor, his hands under the back of Clemens T slipped-shirt, then went back to Clemens' nipples, playing with them, "... and how to bring up begging for the best ... how hot you listen up, if you are just waiting to be fucked be .... if you're so hot out to be finally taken that you do not even know anymore what is your name ... where with your lust ... "
It was a rush. Clemens shook now uncontrollably, his lips still collected more completely by Pascal, his tongue caught still in a passionate game of the handball players, he could do nothing more than people to listen to words, closed his eyes tightly, and it somehow of Pascal to cling to trust that the Per and would make it. His hands were now also no longer idle, pushed under Pascal's T-shirt streaked, jittery and aimless heated through the skin. When Pascal finally broke the kiss and opened Clemens, blinking his eyes again. They had arrived at the door of his bedroom, he said.
Clemens swallowed hard as he now saw Pascal's fiery gaze that rested on it, is drilled into his. "But you know ... what we talked mostly ..." asked Pascal now with a small, already almost diabolical grin on his face.
Pers hands were still under his T-shirt, deflected off Clemens in addition - and yet he somehow brought it now reached to shake his head innocently. Pommes flare then not long pushed his Hands straight to Clemens butt grabbed, too. His eyes are still intertwined with that of Clemens. "... On your small, solid, just damn sexy ass ..." breathed Per Clemens there again so very tenderly in his ear, while Pascal had now begun Said rear strong and possessive to massage. "... And how good it is in you ... to be ... to bring you up to scream ... to get them to ask for more ..." said Pascal added yet - then came across with your foot is not completely closed the door to Clemens' bedroom.
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