There is a faint kiss traced around the edge of his lips, and McGee continues to breathe heavily. He can hear his heart pounding against his chest in anticipation, of not knowing what is coming next. His nipples are poised from the fondling, and he is erect from the soft and gentle licks and sucks delivered. He sees nothing but darkness thanks to the blindfold across his eyes, and he cannot move a muscle; he is spread out on the bed, his wrists and ankles cuffed to either end.
All of a sudden his legs are released and deft hands massage some life back into them, and then they are placed onto muscly shoulders. McGee's breathing quickens, he thinks he knows what is coming next. Sure enough, warm and wet male wholeness slowly begins to probe at his tight hole.
A boyish voice pierces the only sounds of breathing: "I'm giving you one last chance. Do you want this?"
McGee's answer is almost a whimper. "Yes…. Yes!"
Voice: "Yes what?"
McGee: "Yes boss!"
There is an intake of breath and a long low moan as the wholeness is pushed slowly and deliberately all the way into McGee. No movement to pull out is made as McGee's hands are freed, and the blindfold removed.
McGee blinks rapidly, his eyes suddenly exposed to the dim light. He looks straight up at the face of Tony, his senior field agent, who has a cheeky smile on his face. Every slight movement makes McGee moan softly, as Tony still fills his hole to the fullest extent. He looks at his crotch; eyes only flickering briefly to the senior agents' flushed excited face and the beads of sweat that covet his forehead.
"Hello probie", Tony whispers.
When McGee has no answer but a faint whimper, he continues.
"Do you have any idea of what your doing to me right now probie?"
McGee nods and looks at him. "I can feel you" he whimpers in pleasure as Tony's full extent pulsates in excitement inside of him.
Then suddenly Tony pulls out of McGee, and smiles as the younger man whimpers at the loss. Tony pulls off the condom and throws it to the floor, as yet unused, and positions himself in front of McGee again. He revels in the surprise flittering across his colleagues face.
"I want all of you, as I want you to have all of me. No wrapper is going to come in the way of me feeling the whole of you."
McGee's face lights up in anticipation and joy at this statement, and then his breath is taken away as Tony pushes hard into him. McGee moans and his whole body begins to shake, as he feels his senior agent properly.
"You cold probie?" Tony teases.
In one swift movement he has pulled McGee onto his lap and begins to fuck him; slowly at first, their tongues exploring each other's mouths eagerly, then harder, faster. Both men moan loudly at the sensations.
A loud moan wakes McGee up from his slumber, and he starts, sitting up. He is covered in a sheen of sweat, and is unceasingly hot, but his erection is going down. He throws the covers off and lays there, breathing heavily. "Dammit Tony!' He whimpers. "Don't you have any idea of what YOUR doing to ME?" He doesn't know how much longer he can go on like this. The dreams were getting more intense, more realistic. McGee wanted it to be real more than anything, so much so that as soon as he got in from work all he wanted to do was sleep, but he knew it was impossible. You couldn't get a man that was more of a womanizer than Tony DiNozzo. He pulls the covers up and lies back, but can't sleep, too many of his thoughts colliding together.