23. Sneaking out

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They sneaked out of the house after midnight when everyone was sleeping. Joni had left a note on the table, simply explaining his reasons for leaving and revealing the true nature that his and Chris's relationship had taken. Assuring that he would be fine and would contact his father later.

It was a cold night; they walked ahead on the snowy dirt road to reach the main one. The plan was to hitchhike, get to some motel, spend the night there, and continue their journey the next day. Joni felt a little better having Chris with him, he felt safer with him than he would have felt doing this alone. Especially when it seemed that Chris was still interested in him, maybe even liked him. He did like Chris too, maybe not quite the same way that he had liked Misha, but maybe it was for the better.

It took them twenty minutes to reach the highway; Joni walked to the side of the road and lifted his thumb, hoping that someone would stop to pick them up soon before they would both freeze to death.

"This is the first time I've ever tried hitch-hiking," Joni snickered looking at the man.

"You know, if you undress, we might have better luck," Chris teased him, grinning, standing behind him.

"Oh sure, I bet everyone would want to stop and pick up the crazy boy standing naked in this weather." Joni snorted and focused back on watching the road; the traffic was slow at that hour.  A few female drivers had passed them, looked towards them, but continued their way without even slowing down.

"They're too scared to pick up two men." Joni groaned and glanced at Chris measuring him with his eyes; He was tall and strong, and he couldn't blame the people for choosing not to stop.

"You can hide in the bushes while I try, when someone stops, you'll jump out," Chris laughed.

"Hm, I bet I can make them stop faster, I look more harmless after all," Joni pointed out.

"Yeah, you're right. You look like a future rape victim," Chris grinned but backed off.

Joni narrowed his eyes at him. "No, I don't! Don't be silly," he protested before turning his focus back to the road. He was shivering from the cold and kept repeating in his mind the hope that someone would stop. Still, he was surprised when before long someone did.

A man pulled over to the side of the road and reached to open the door for him. "Where are you heading boy?" he asked and Joni walked cautiously closer; the man was a little over fifty by the looks of him, balding and slightly overweight, and the way he was looking at him... If Chris hadn't been with him, Joni wouldn't have wanted to get into the car.

"To the nearest motel," he replied, settling his hand on the open door, glancing behind him to see Chris.

"Well hop in, I'll take you there," the man grinned.

"I hope you don't mind, my friend is coming with me," Joni asked with a sweet smile, taking a seat down when Chris had reached them; opening the door to the backseat before the man could say no.

The man looked annoyed, glancing at Chris in the rearview mirror with his eyes narrowed.

"Thank you for stopping, you're an angel, it was so cold out," Joni told him smiling still, the man looked at him and his expression softened slightly.

"It's alright," he nodded before continuing to drive.

"You're running from home or what?" he asked then.

"No, just from my relatives."

"I see," The man nodded, "you look somehow familiar, maybe I've seen you before?"

"Maybe in pictures," Joni shrugged not wanting to talk with the man.

"Oh, now I remember!" The man grinned, "I have seen your pictures! My my, you certainly have a nice body underneath those clothes," he gave him a dirty look.

"Hm.. thanks," Joni glanced at Chris, who couldn't understand the conversation as it happened in Finnish.

"So, you're a model," The man nodded and glanced at him again in a sleazy way, "ever done nude pictures?"

"No," Joni looked out of the window hoping they'd get to the motel fast.

"Would you like to? I have a friend who's a photographer and...."

"Yeah, thanks but no thanks," Joni told him quickly before the man would continue with the topic.

"That's a shame."

After almost an hour's drive, they reached a motel, Chris felt slightly amused, he didn't know what the conversation was about, but he did notice how the man was looking at Joni; pure hunger in his eyes and Joni's expression of disgust, the tone of his voice changing more and more towards cold and annoyed as the conversation continued and the way he was at times looking at him; as if searching for help.

"Chris, can you give some gas money to him?" Joni asked, opening the car door; Chris nodded, took his wallet, and gave some to the man who seemed somehow disappointed.

"Thanks for the lift," Chris told him before getting outside where Joni already stood.

"I think he had a boner for you, can't blame him," Chris teased, chuckling at the annoyed expression that formed on the teen's face. "You're lucky you have me, imagine what he would have done to you if you had been alone... driving on some dark forest road, having his wicked way with you."

Just thinking about it made Joni a little sick."I can take care of myself thank you very much! I would have been just fine on my own," Joni insisted and walked ahead of him to the entrance of the motel. Shaking his head with an amused grin on his face, Chris followed.

Joni stopped at the door and looked at the man hesitantly. "Um... Is it ok if you pay?" He asked. "I'll pay my share later. I just thought if my dad can somehow track me down if I use my credit card."

The man looked at him somewhat amused and walked closer. Chris raised his hand to Joni's cheek, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You don't have to give me money, I can pay for the room for us," he said and grinned before continuing; "I know another way you can make it up for me later," Chris winked at him.

"You do realize how sleazy that sounds?" Joni asked, frowning.

"Yes, I'm perfectly aware. But I know you like it too, don't you?" Chris answered before opening the door and waiting for Joni to get in first. Joni still eyed the man, deep down unsure if he should feel offended or not by the way Chris made it sound; like he owed sexual favors to him now.

They entered the lobby of the motel. A middle-aged woman sitting behind the counter turned her eyes to them and Chris smiled at her in greeting. "Wait here and I'll get a room for us," he said to Joni before walking over to the counter. Joni watched their conversation, the woman giggled at something Chris said, looked like she even blushed. Joni rolled his eyes and folded his arms around his chest and waited.

"Hey, babe," Chris finally called out and Joni turned his attention to him. "She wants your check-in information too," he said with a smile. Joni smiled back a little forcedly, almost beginning to panic until he remembered that he had his friend's ID in his wallet.

"It's a safety requirement that we have the identity information of all our guests," the woman explained in English and smiled. Joni felt his heart beating under the woman's scrutinizing gaze if he was caught from the lie, if...

Chris wrapped his arm around his waist and talked to the receptionist about the weather, asking if there were any attractions nearby that she recommended them to see. Told that it was his first time in Finland and that they had gone on a 'Road-trip' with his boyfriend. Chris nodded at Joni, who finally dug out an ID card and showed it to the woman, who thankfully was probably so excited about having a foreign guest in her motel that she only took a quick look at the card before asking Joni to fill out the check-in form.

Fortunately, Chris distracted the woman enough with his chattering that Joni could glance at the social security number that he had to write on the form. He continued to write down a made-up phone number and address, it was unlikely that  Mikko would be upset about this either. Generally speaking, the boy in question was unusually unconcerned or endearingly confident about the fact that Joni had his ID and wouldn't do anything silly with it that would cause him trouble later.

The whole thing was easy. "I was worried for a second," Chris admitted as they walked towards the room. "I thought she would find out you were underage and insist on calling your father or something." Chris looked at Joni curiously, raised an eyebrow, and opened the door.

"I've borrowed my friend's ID card," Joni answered and entered. "He said I can use it until I turn eighteen, he already has a driver's license, so..." He shrugged and dropped his bag on the floor.

"Pretty confident of him," Chris remarked. "Is he just a friend?" He asked while undressing his outer clothing.

Joni looked at the man with amusement. "Why? Would you be jealous if there wasn't?" He asked with a grin. Chris looked at him and smiled but didn't immediately answer as he put his jacket on the rack.

"I'm just curious what makes someone give that kind of credit to another," he finally replied.

"Because I'm such a good guy because he knows I would never abuse it and Mikko is a pretty carefree guy," Joni smiled.

"Well, he sure sounds that way..." Chris said, walking closer to Joni, who had just finished taking off his jacket. "When do you turn eighteen?" He asked.

Joni put his coat on the coat rack and took off his shoes. "Fifth of July, I can't wait!" He smiled and Chris closed the distance between them, placing his hand on Joni's lower back.

"When is your birthday?" Joni asked.

"September the twelfth," Chris replied and leaned in closer until he pressed his lips against Joni's in a lustful kiss to which Joni responded. "Did you figure out how to pay me back yet?" He asked hoarsely as he slowly pulled away from the kiss, holding his hands on Joni's waist now.

Joni furrowed his brows, not feeling comfortable with how the insinuation sounded. "With money, later," he replied a little coldly, pulling away. "I need to brush my teeth now."

"Did I upset you?" Chris asked in amused surprise and watched as Joni walked over to his bag to search for his toothbrush.

"I just don't like the way it sounded," Joni answered and hesitated before adding "I don't have sex to pay for favors, I didn't ask you with me for that. You'll get your money later."

"I didn't mean it like that," Chris assured. "I was just joking, no need to take it so seriously."

Joni was silent and nodded, apparently Kasper's words earlier had left their mark.

"I'll return shortly," he said, taking his toiletry bag with him and heading to the bathroom.

When Joni returned to the room, Chris was sitting on the bed, already stripped to his underwear. The man looked at him and Joni walked to the other side of the bed to undress. "I'm going to brush my teeth too," Chris said. Joni nodded, continuing to undress and leaving the t-shirt and boxers on before crawling into bed.

The man returned after a few minutes and Joni watched him in the dimness of the room. It was well past one in the morning, he felt exhausted but at the same time, his mind was racing with different thoughts that kept the sleep away. He wondered how Suvi and his uncle would react when they would find the note in the morning. He wondered if Chris really liked him, or had he agreed to come with him, just to have more sex. He wondered how upset his father would be when he heard he ran away with the Canadian.

Chris got on the bed next to him, lay on his side, and looked at him. The man put his hand on his stomach, and Joni chewed his lip for a moment. "I'm pretty tired," he said and the man was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Yeah, it's been a long day...."Chris said, softly stroking his skin. For a moment they were silent. "I wonder what you would have done if I hadn't come with you?" Chris then asked, while inching closer and closer, his hand moving under the t-shirt to his chest.

To be honest, Joni wasn't sure, he hadn't given it much thought. Maybe he would have gone to the train station, or maybe he would have hitchhiked all the way to Helsinki, and then gone to one of his friends. Dima had been his trusted friend in that regard for a long time, but now, that mess with Misha... It would be awkward.

Maybe he could have called Mikko. Or to someone else. One photographer who had a crush on him since last year and... invited him over several times, told him that he could call anytime if he ever needed a place to stay for the night or something... He knew what the man would most likely expect to happen if he ever did take that offer.

So, what would he have done if Chris hadn't come?

"I would have come up with something," he replied, looking up at the man whose face was now mere inches above his. "But I'm glad you came," he admitted and Chris smiled before leaning closer to kiss him.

"You're cute," Chris whispered, still caressing him with his hand, partially laying on top of him. Joni laughed as the man's hand tickled his stomach a little. "Cute and a little bit crazy," this time Chris leaned in to kiss him softly, more gently than Joni had expected.

"What's your favorite color?" Chris asked suddenly, and Joni blinked.

"Why do you want to know my favorite color?" he asked, a little confused.

"What is so strange about it? I'm trying to get to know you better, might as well start with a simple question like that."

"Oh," Joni tilted his head; get to know him better? Interesting... "Blue," he uttered then. Misha's eyes were blue, he thought to himself. Then looking into Chris he again became aware that his eyes were blue as well though a different shade from Misha's, icy blue, whereas Misha's... He bit his lip to stop the trail of thought from continuing, "your eyes are blue," he blurted out then. Chris chuckled and reached for his hand under the covers.

"Indeed?" he brought his hand to his lips and kissed it, it made Joni snicker, what an odd thing to do... Chris grinned at him, watching him from under his brows, moving closer to him until their warm skins touched.

"So, um... what's your favorite color?" Joni decided to ask, breathing out when Chris' hand caressed his naked back.

"Green," he replied, kissing his neck now, he brought his eyes back up to him and smiled, his finger trailing his cheekbone. "Though... these amber-brown eyes of yours ... are gorgeous, could get lost in them; beautiful," he whispered and kissed his lips.

Joni tried to suppress a bout of laughter but could only turn it into a quiet snicker.

"You say funny things," he told him. "You talk like in some cheesy American soap opera," he said and bit his lip.

"Well, I just find you so pleasing to my eyes; thus, the cheesy compliments," Chris grinned, "you don't like compliments?"

"It's not that... it's," Joni almost blushed, no one had ever talked to him like this, and for the life of him he could never imagine someone like Misha doing so, and again he had to curse silently for the name that constantly popped up in his mind.

"What are your plans for the future?" Chris asked then, still caressing his body all over.

"I um," Chris's hand sneaked under his boxers, "travel...uh... modeling... move out next... summer." Chris was stroking him now, slowly teasing him.

"Yeah? And then?"

"Have to... go to... the army...one year... from now," Joni breathed out, eyes closing; the touch felt amazing.

"A gay model going to the army... oh my... someone is ending up with a very sore ass," Chris whispered gently nipping at his earlobe, continuing to stroke him.

"Nah... shut... up... that's stupid.... am not," Joni frowned his eyes still close, "no one...puts... anything... in my ass...in the army," he breathed out, lips parted.

"No?" Chris rolled him under him, and kissed him, pulling at his lower lip, his body lowering on top of him grinding their erections together, "fuck, you make me hard," he whispered and kissed the boy beneath him heatedly.

Joni felt Chris tugging his boxers down, he couldn't really say that he was feeling sleepy anymore at that point, and... Chris looked into his eyes.

"I want you," the man breathed out pushing against him again and again. "Let's take these off," he continued and pulled Joni's boxers all the way down, Joni allowed it. When Chris had undressed his underwear and lowered back on top of him. Joni gripped his wrist when he felt his hand traveling down toward his ass.

"No," He whispered, looking deep into his eyes, rolling his hips against his as his hands traveled along his backside to his ass, "not inside," he added, lips brushing against Chris' cheek before he kissed him deeply.

Their bodies started rocking against each other, sweat breaking out on their skin, making their moist bodies form a soft smacking sound as they collided over and over, faster and faster, taking almost an angry pace.

Chris' lips were all over his skin; kissing, sucking, and biting, strong hands holding him almost with enough strength to bruise him, while Joni's nails dug into the skin of his hips in his attempts to bring the man even closer against himself.

It didn't last long, and by the end of it they were both breathing fast, slowly calming down.

After a brief shower, they lay side by side on the bed, Joni felt Chris caressing his arm softly spooning him from behind, he blinked in the darkness, reflecting on what he had done. He reached for the man's hand and held it, finding some comfort in the squeeze he received in return, he didn't feel so alone anymore and yet he knew it couldn't last.

Slowly they both fell asleep.

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Suvi sat next to Adam at the breakfast table, the sun had already risen, and she glanced at the clock; it was already noon.

"I think I'll go wake Joni and Chris, we could go skiing today," she decided and got up, walking upstairs to the room, she found it strange that the two of them were still in bed; usually they got up a lot earlier. She gently knocked on the door, no reply.

"Wake up sleepyheads!" she called with a slight grin before opening the door, surprised to see the bed already made and all of Joni's and Chris' stuff... gone. She didn't understand it, "Adam!" She called, approaching the table where she saw the note. Her hand was trembling slightly as she took it, recognizing her cousin's handwriting.

"When you are reading this, I've already left with Chris; you see, as it turns out we have a lot of things in common if you know what I mean... You can tell my father that I am all right, that I like Chris and want to be with him, and that he can no longer decide my life for me. He can bitch and moan about it, but I have no intention of returning home until he accepts me; completely.

Also, you can tell my father not to blame Chris, leaving here was my idea and mine alone, if he is mad, he can be mad at me but not at Chris, you can also tell him that I will call him tomorrow evening but I will not talk to him if he shouts!"

Suvi shook her head.

"Oh Joni, you silly boy," she sighed frustrated, and turned when she heard footsteps from behind.

"What's going on?" Adam asked, looking around the room, his face going slightly pale.

"You tell me?" Suvi narrowed her eyes, "when the fuck were you planning to tell me that your friend is gay?!" She shouted.

Adam looked at her slightly embarrassed and a little confused.

"Well, my cousin is now with him, only God knows where doing God knows what! Why didn't you tell me, Adam??"

"I- I thought... Chris said... I

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