24. How serious can he be?

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What do you mean he's run off?" Asko almost shrieked to the phone.

"Suvi found a letter from him; saying he left last night with that Canadian fellow, Chris," his brother's quiet voice explained. Asko brought his hand up to rub his face, his mouth felt dry, worry and restlessness taking over he didn't want to believe it.

"Did it say where they were going and why?" he finally asked.

"Hm, no. It seems that they've... well... become close," his brother cleared his throat. "You must believe me, had I known to suspect anything, had I seen hints I would have.... acted to put a stop to it, but nothing alerted me for it. I had no idea that this... man, went in that direction."

"Unbelievable," Asko shook his head, "this is unbelievable... how is it that Joni manages to come across these people?"

"I'm really sorry... he writes that he will call you tonight, and says it was his idea to run off."

"Well, thanks for letting me know... and call me if you hear anything from the pair!"

"Of course, I will."

Asko ended the call, feeling a major headache approaching. He wanted to call the police and tell them to arrest the man that his son was with, right then it felt more than tempting to do so.

"Do you know what Joni has done now?" he asked when his wife stepped into the room; she raised her eyebrow, watching him with curiosity.

"What is it?"

"He ran off, he ran off with that God damn Canadian!" he was steaming inside and wanted to vent it on someone, mainly at that foreigner. "Oh, my son truly is talented, how is it that he manages to seduce every older, gay man in sight?! What did I do wrong? What have I done to deserve this? That man is using him, I'm going to hang him from his genitals when I find him, I swear I will!"

Katja sighed, "Calm down love."

"Calm down?! How am I supposed to calm down when my son is out there with some strange man who could do anything at all to him! I'm calling the cops," he was already reaching for his phone.

Katja walked closer and placed her hand on his to stop him, "and tell them what?" she asked softly.

"Tell them to arrest that goddamn pedophile!"

"Asko, just, breathe...okay?" she rubbed his back gently, "Joni isn't a child anymore," she reminded him.

"He is a teenager!"

"He is seventeen, I dare say that he was not forced to go anywhere he wouldn't have liked, if anything I could say that we should worry about that poor Canadian," the look he gave her made her cheeks turn pink. "I'm sorry, it was a joke and I agree it was a poor one."

"You bet it was!"

"What I'm trying to say is... I'm sure he is all right and when he's calmed down, he will come home, and you will allow him to do so. You can't change him, you can just... let him be who he is and support him, listen to him, if you didn't fight him so much, he wouldn't fight against you either."

"I'm not fighting him, and I do accept him completely... but he is too young to be.... doing the things that he is, there will be time for that later!"

"When he's turned thirty perhaps?" she grinned.

"You're not taking this seriously!" he accused, making her sigh heavily. She sat down at the table keeping her gaze on him.

"I'm sure he is all right, he will call you... And you know, I did warn you," again he narrowed his eyes at his wife who hadn't been able to help herself with that remark.

"So, you accept his doings? You think it's okay that he ran off?"

"No! But neither did I think it was okay to send him up there in the first place! You can't make the problems go away by locking him away, there is still a chance Asko, a chance for you to fix what's broken between you two."

"Listen, Katja, I've tried to be a good father, have I not? I've accepted his lifestyle and I've supported him and..."

"You never talk to him, not about real things; you buy him anything he can possibly want, you want to shelter him from anything bad, from relationships, from everything and you're doing it all wrong."

"I don't have to listen to this."

"Yes, you do!" she raised her voice and stood up, "he is different from you, he is impulsive; yes, but soon he is an adult, and you must stop treating him like a five-year-old, maybe then he would stop acting like one!"

He gave her a look that clearly said he felt insulted and without another word he left the room.

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Chris watched Joni carefully when he was dressing the next morning. The situation was crazy, and something he definitely hadn't predicted to happen when he had first arrived in the country, but the turns of events were more than pleasing to him.

"What are you planning now?" he asked finally tilting his head, "what plots are going through that pretty head of yours?"

Joni raised his eyebrow with a soft chuckle, "is that how you see me, constantly plotting something?" he asked.

"No, not constantly but right now I think you were," Chris grinned.

Joni smiled back at him, walked closer, and finally seated himself on his lap, "what if I were to bring you to my home?" he asked chewing on his lip.

"Your home?" Chris raised his eyebrow, his hands lowering to Joni's ass.

"Yeah, I mean... I'm not expecting you to be serious with me, but if... if we could pretend to be boyfriends, to be serious with each other... I want Dad to understand, I want to be at home," he explained. Mainly he just wanted things to be the way they had been before.

"Hm, won't your dad try to bite my head off?" Chris asked; it wasn't a thrilling thought to enter the home of a man whose seventeen-year-old son he had been screwing, the eight years of age difference between them might not have been something the man would be ready to accept, especially considering everything he knew of Joni. "I mean, weren't you already sent to your grandparents for... who was that man?" he asked then curious.

"My dad will accept it if it's the only way to get me back home," Joni answered and leaned to kiss Chris' neck. "I wouldn't let him bite your head off, I like it on you," he grinned innocently, receiving an amused look back.

"And that man..." Ivo, Joni thought to himself, and instantly after his thoughts traveled to Misha. He looked at Chris and tried to smile, trying to ignore the ache in his heart. "He's just a friend, it was all a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding, huh? And for that, your father lost his marbles? I don't know... sounds kind of scary," Chris grinned.

"Well... it was a series of unfortunate events," he didn't want to start telling Chris about Misha, didn't think it was something Chris would really want to hear either.

"Have you had a boyfriend before?" Chris asked, still holding him close.

"Hm, not really, not one I could call a proper boyfriend; I mean if you date someone a week... well, it's hardly something worth mentioning, right?"

"So, what about these two others you slept with?"

"Why are you so curious?" Joni asked, a little surprised.

"If I'm going to play your boyfriend I want to know," Chris explained.

"Nothing worth mentioning," Joni replied quietly, wanting to believe his own words but deep down failing to do so.

Chris gave him a certain look, almost like he was waiting for him to continue.

"Nothing worth mentioning, that bad?" he asked, and Joni was silent for another moment.

"I was drunk, very drunk on my first time, and well, it was just a bad mistake... But enough, it's in the past now." And again, he felt the all too familiar ache in his heart when his thoughts drifted back to Misha and how the man had wounded him with his harsh words that he probably deserved. Misha did not want him and there was no room for these feelings and regret.

Chris nodded and gave him a small kiss.

"How about your boyfriends?" Joni decided to ask.

"What about them?"

"Well, you started it... you asked me."

"I've had few... none worth mentioning," Chris grinned, "none as cute and gorgeous as you," he said and kissed him again longer this time.

Joni snickered, "You're trying to distract me from asking more."

"Perhaps?" Chris gave him a sneaky look, "is it working?" he started kissing and sucking his neck. Joni let out a small moan.

"Yeah, kind of," he nodded closing his eyes.

"Alright, I'll help you with your daddy issue," Chris grinned, touching Joni's lips with his index finger, "if you promise to be good to me?"

Joni snickered, "haven't I already been?" he asked looking innocently up to him, Chris shook his head, smiling.

"Not enough," he answered and leaned closer to kiss him deeply.

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Later that afternoon, they traveled by train to Helsinki.

When they arrived it was already evening. They checked into a hotel downtown that Chris had booked for them on the train. When Chris said that he was happy to pay for the whole thing, not expecting anything in return, Joni felt rather impressed and happy. He accepted the offer, saying he'd still like to pay Chris dinner at least to thank him for everything.

So far, their day had gone well, Joni felt more and more comfortable around him, perhaps it was also because they had already had sex and there was no need to feel nervous about it now.

The important thing was that Chris seemed to like him, it made him feel good, Chris asked him things and seemed interested, so unlike Misha.

"I'll call my dad now," Joni said later in their hotel room, he had kept his cell phone switched off the whole day, since the previous night and he knew his dad would worry; served him right!

Chris looked at him and nodded, crawling closer to him on the bed where Joni sat. After Joni had chosen the number and brought the phone to his ear, Chris moved behind him.

His dad's voice sounded agitated when he answered.

"Joni, where are you?"

"I'm alright; I'm with Chris in a hotel," he replied. There was a quiet pause, Joni could almost imagine the tense look on his father's face and the way he gritted his teeth. "I like Chris, I care for him. He's an amazing dad, I know you'll love him too," he said trying to sound dead serious. At the same time, Chris had started to caress his body from behind in quite a distractive way.

"This is the most stupid, childish stunt you've ever pulled on us Joni," his father finally spoke. "You are to return home and..."

"No Dad, now you listen to me," Joni said with a slightly tense voice, Chris's hand was caressing his thigh now and it was difficult to keep his voice even. "I will come home but only with Chris, he's my boyfriend now and if you won't accept him then I'll never come back." Chris' hand slid to the front of his jeans, starting to open them and Joni tried in vain to move away.

"That man is eight years older than you!"

"So what? Better than fourteen, huh?" Joni grinned but had to bite his lip soon after that when Chris' hand sneaked under his boxers, he tried to get him to remove his hand; it was evil! EVIL, he was trying to talk to his dad and did not want to be aroused at the same time!

"He is just using you; he lives in Canada for crying out loud! How serious can he be with you?"

"He is! And I am too! Now, I want you to meet him, I'll come home with Chris, but I promise that if you say one word wrong to him, I will run away with him... for good!"

"Joni, be reasonable...."

"I will call you tomorrow, you can decide if you want me back home or not...If yes, Chris WILL come with me. Bye, Dad," Joni ended the call and closed his phone.

Chris was kissing his neck and stroking him, pulling him closer.

"So, what did daddy say?" he asked with a grin, pulling Joni onto his lap after lowering his pants so that Joni could clearly feel his erection pressing against him.

"That was evil Chris, touching me while I'm trying to have a serious conversation," Joni groaned and tried to move away, to let him know he was annoyed with him. Chris however held on tightly.

"Oh, come on, you know you liked it," Chris whispered while wrapping his arm around Joni's stomach and lifting his right leg between Joni's forcing his pants further down until they were only around his ankles, he kissed his ear, his breathing getting heavy, hands moving to slide Joni's shirt up.

"Evil..." Joni complained though he couldn't help but moan at the same time when Chris' hands came to caress his nipples.

Chris managed to remove the shirt from Joni despite his weak struggle against it.

"You want it, I can see it," Chris breathed in his ear, his left hand sliding across Joni's stomach down to his erection where he squeezed it.

"Idiot," Joni breathed out though he didn't really mean it, Chris dragged him higher so that he could rest his own back against the bed rest, keeping Joni still on his lap, he bent his knees under him, forcing Joni's legs to bend with them, this way he could reach and remove the pants from around his ankles.

"You have such a hot body," Chris whispered into his ear, moving Joni's legs on each side of his own, still keeping his knees bent, trapping the lithe body there. When Joni tried to move, he took both his wrists, forced them behind his back, and kept them there. "Come on, give in, I see it on your face how you enjoy this, you like it when someone takes you like this," he purred.

Joni chewed his lip, his eyes close, he felt Chris's organ poking against his butt and was fighting between giving up to the lust or fighting for the power.

Joni breathed out when Chris's oiled hand suddenly moved to caress his opening. He tried to turn when the fist finger slid into him, Chris was still holding his arms.

"Relax," Chris purred, twirling his finger inside him for a moment,

Joni moaned softly, licking his lips, deciding to finally give in and let Chris have his way.

Chris smiled, pulled his finger out, and quickly undid his pants, he pulled his cock out, spread some lube onto it, and then aimed it against Joni's entrance, he started pushing in, or tried at least... The boy was so tight... He released Joni's arms to take hold of his hips and poked against him more firmly.

A small hiss escaped the boy's lips when the head of his organ slipped in, he shivered in his hold as he moved deeper. A soft cry from the brunet's lips and Chris moved his hand to wipe the moistness from underneath his eyes.

"Relax," he whispered, giving the boy time to adjust, wondering if he had even noticed that he wasn't wearing a condom this time, he grinned to himself and moved his other hand down to the boy's organ that had gotten soft; he would fix that now.

Soon his efforts were rewarded with a moan of pleasure, and the boy's eyes were closed. Chris took hold of his hand and brought it down to his cock; he smiled watching the boy pleasuring himself.

Chris kissed his neck gently before he brought his hands back to Joni's hips and started to move him up and down his length. He groaned, the tightness and the heat were almost making him dizzy, he turned Joni's face so he could kiss him while starting to move inside him faster and more strongly.

It didn't take him long to reach his climax, he gripped Joni's hips tightly while filling him up with his load; amazing... Panting he brought his hand down to stroke Joni, "Let me see you cum, let me watch," He panted to his ear, and with a muttered cry Joni released himself.

When the boy finally moved from his lap, he looked down at his thighs where the cum was now leaking. His eyes widened.

"You didn't use a condom?!" he shrieked, getting up and pulling the cover on, he glared at Chris who laughed, "This isn't funny!"

"You're so cute," Chris smiled, "will you relax?"

He could see the boy shivering from fury before he marched towards the bathroom.

"I will not relax! Asshole!"

Chris narrowed his eyes watching the teen, and then he slowly got up and followed him not allowing him to close the bathroom door.

"Worried about diseases?" he asked, hiding his annoyance.

"Yes! Go away I want to shower," Joni tried to push him out of the room. Chris took his wrists and pushed him further into the room.

"We can shower together," he smiled Joni narrowed his eyes.

"You had no right! You knew I would want you to wear a condom!"

"And I know I have no diseases, so calm down!" Chris looked at him firmly, "We had fun just now Joni, don't spoil the mood." The boy's bottom lip was curved slightly, and Chris held on to him.

"You should have asked me first!" Joni said glaring up at him, trying to pull his wrists free.

"Come on now, you can forgive me... I promise that you're just fine, no diseases," Chris smiled and tried to kiss him. "Don't be so stubborn, come on... just a small kiss," Joni turned his face away, pouting, making Chris sigh, he released his wrist. "Don't be mad at me, you're cuter when you smile," he touched his cheek softly, caressing the skin, "I like you, Joni," he whispered and kissed his cheek, his hands caressing his sides. "You're so incredibly hot... I wasn't thinking straight, I just had to have you," he kept on, "forgive me."

"So... you're clean?" the younger one asked insecurity.

"Very, got tested before this trip, "Chris smiled.

"Okay... Good," Joni nodded, Chris brushed his hair.

"So have you forgiven me?"

Joni looked up and nodded, "Yeah, I guess."

"Then let's take that shower together," Chris smiled and kissed the boy. He was getting more interested in him; sure, he could be annoying and stubborn, but he was also quite cute, and with a little teaching he might rid him of those annoying habits. It could be possible.


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