Hey guys! Sorry this took so long, but life has been crazy, and I had some health issues that popped up - not fun. Anyways... Here it is, the final chapter! I'm gonna get to work on some of my older wip's next, so that should be a lot of fun. Since I know the next fic is going to be a multi chap, though, I'm probably going to wait to post it until it's done - I really hate it when it's a wip and someone leaves you hanging; plus, you never know when writers block might hit you, yadda yadda yadda, you (hopefully) get my point. Anyways... 3 Enjoy, and don't forget to leave feedback ;)

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The first thing Tony felt as he began to wake was a hand stroking along his body, quickly followed by the sensation of someone nibbling on his neck. Smiling sleepily, he tilted his head to allow the other person better access to one of his many hot spots.

A calloused hand began to play with one of his nipples, and he hummed happily and leaned back to meet the warm body behind him. He smiled at how his bed partner slightly thrust forward to meet him, pressing a hard cock up against his ass as he slowly kissed his way up and down Tony's neck.

"You know… I could make a really bad joke about having sausage for breakfast, but I think I'll wait until after coffee," he murmured, enjoying the sensation of a calloused thumb stroking his nipple.

"Want me to stop so you can fix that?"

Tony froze at the sound of Gibbs' voice and rolled over, trying to hide his shock at the sight of a slightly sheepish, boxer-clad Gibbs lying in his bed. Seeing how the other man frowned at the expression on his face, Tony forced himself to relax as he shook his head and raised an eyebrow. "Depends. You leave me any?"

Gibbs shrugged. "Not much."

"Suppose I can wait, then… How are you feeling?"

Resisting the urge to squirm, Gibbs scratched at the back of his neck as he gave Tony a faintly annoyed look. "Lil' sore."

"Yeah? I was actually thinking more along the lines of all that punch you had last night, but…" Noting the slight blush crossing Gibbs' face, Tony smiled reassuringly. "You're breaking my rules again, Gibbs."

"I am?"

Leaning in, Tony brushed a kiss across Gibbs' lips before pushing onto his back. "Come on, Jethro, you can't remember two little rules?"

"Think you need to remind me," Gibbs retorted. Pulling Tony on top of him, he cupped his hand around the back of the other man's head and pulled him in for a kiss. "Besides… I seem to recall threatening to break one last night. Still planning on it."

"Well, if you insist..." Tony slid down Gibbs' body, mouthing the other man's cock through his boxers. "You know, I could have a lot more fun if you took these off."

"God, Tony..." Moaning, Gibbs let his head fall back against the pillow. "What are you doing to me?"

"Well, it's called a blow job, Jethro. I'm sure you're familiar with the concept?"

"What?"

"No wonder why you've been divorced three times. I don't blame you, if you didn't get a single one? Shit, I'd have ended up single, too."

Sliding his thumbs under the waistband of Gibbs' boxers and stroking the skin there softly, Tony nuzzled the other man's crotch for a moment before pulling the offending garment off. "There. That's better." Smiling wickedly, he gave the tip of Gibbs' cock a quick lick before kissing the underside.

"Thought that normally blow jobs involved…" Gibbs' words faded into a groan as Tony took his cock in his mouth and began to suck. "That," he finished. Raising his legs so he could brace his feet against the bed, Gibbs moaned at the sight of Tony's mouth bobbing up and down on his cock. "Do you have any idea how fucking good you look with my dick in your mouth?"

Pulling off, Tony let out a filthy chuckle as he slowly stroked Gibbs' cock, his other hand teasing at Gibbs' hole. "Probably about as good as you looked with my dick in your ass," he retorted.

"You're killing me!"

The desperation evident in his voice, Gibbs pulled Tony up to meet him, claiming the other man's mouth with a frantic kiss and causing him to moan as he nipped at Tony's lower lip and rolled them both over. "No more teasing," he demanded as he reached for the bedside table to retrieve the essentials.

Quickly rolling the condom on, he lined up, loudly protesting when Tony shoved him off the bed with his foot. The thump as he hit the floor did not go unnoticed, and Tony started laughing as soon as Gibbs' head popped up at the foot of the bed. The effect of the other man's glare was greatly lessened by the fact that Gibbs' hair was disheveled beyond belief.

"Christ, Gibbs, what the hell do you think you're doing? Haven't you ever fucked someone up the ass before? You can't just jam it up in there and go to town!" Rolling his eyes, Tony grabbed the lube and fiddled with the cap before pouring a bit onto his fingers.

"Well, what the hell am I supposed to do then?" Gibbs demanded as he climbed back onto the bed.

"What, I gotta show you everything?" Laughing at the expression on the other man's face, Tony reached back behind his balls and began to prep himself, enjoying the sensations as he began to stretch himself out.

Wide eyed, Gibbs watched as Tony's hands slowly teased behind his balls, before finally... Oh.

He sat back on his haunches and bit back a gasp as he watched the slicked up finger slowly disappear. "So... how'd you find out..." Gibbs' voice faded away as he watched a second finger join the first.

Tony grinned back at him. "Oh, you know me, Gibbs. I've always been ahead of the curve. You've never thought about it, played with yourself back there?" Gibbs shook his head. "No wonder why…" Tony's words were cut off as he reached for more lube, then went back to the task at hand.

"…You were so fucking tight, Jethro... I was your first, wasn't I?"

Nodding, Gibbs swallowed hard and tried to find his voice. "So... have you done this... Often?"

Tony let out a filthy chuckle, then bit his lip and looked at Gibbs with lust clouded eyes. "Sometimes... It's been a while for me. Was waiting..."

"Waiting? For what?"

"One of us to pull our heads out of our asses and make a move."

Hypnotized, Gibbs watched as a third finger joined in, breathing heavily as he watched Tony stretch himself.

"Yeah?" Reaching over, he grabbed the lube and coated himself with it, making sure the condom was snug against him, absolutely transfixed by the sight of Tony's fingers sliding in and out. He licked his lips, then blinked as the hand moved away.

Sitting up, Tony pushed Gibbs flat on his back, ignoring the other man's squawk of protest as he climbed on top of him. "I told you, I'm on top."

"You were on top last night," Gibbs grumbled as he grabbed his dick and stroked it slowly, making sure there was enough lube on it.

"No, we were on our sides. You wanna be technical about it though, yeah, I was topping," Tony replied glibly. Lining Gibbs' cock up, he slowly sank down, stopping with just the tip of the other man's dick inside him. "Now I'm on top, but I'm bottoming."

"What?"

Lowering himself completely, Tony chuffed out a laugh. "Don't worry about it. Fuck, you've got a nice dick."

"Yeah? You like it?" Stroking his hands up and down Tony's thighs, Gibbs thrust up slightly, relishing in the sound of Tony's resulting groan. "You like how my dick feels in that tight hole of yours?"

"So help me God, Jethro, if you make a reference to me having a brown eye, you're jacking off instead."

"That sounds like a quote from a bad gay porno."

Tony smirked. "It is."

"You watch bad gay pornos?"

"Yeah, with Abby."

Shocked, Gibbs propped himself up on his elbows. "What?"

"I'll explain later. Considering the fact that your dick is in my ass right now, Gibbs, I'd rather get down to business."

Gibbs smirked. "Being a bad host again…"

"Oh, really?"

"Yup. Don't have any room to work with."

Wincing slightly, Tony climbed off, ignoring Gibbs' protests as his dick slipped out. A quick shift, and Tony was on all fours, his ass in the air as he rested his head on his crossed forearms.

"Now you do, so are you gonna just lie there, or do something about it?"

Gibbs didn't have to be told twice. Scrambling to his knees, he positioned himself behind Tony, taking a minute to caress the other man's ass and rub a calloused thumb across his hole.

"You look hot like this," he murmured; Tony chuckled in response.

"I'll look hotter when your dick's in my ass again…"

"Yeah?" Lining up, Gibbs pushed in and gripped Tony's hips, relishing the feeling of his cock in the other man. Thrusting shallowly, Gibbs glanced down, swallowing hard at the sight of his cock as it slipped in and out of Tony's ass. "I think you're right. Looks almost as good as you feel…"

Sending Gibbs a heated glance over his shoulder, Tony smirked. "Yeah? You like that? You like the feeling of your cock in my ass?"

"Now who's quoting bad pornos?"

"Gibbs?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you just fuck me already? I'm not gonna break." As though to prove his point, Tony rocked back, further impaling himself on Gibbs' dick and causing the other man to moan.

Thrusting forward to meet Tony, Gibbs began to pick up speed, groaning as Tony began to moan and clench down around him.

"Fuck yeah, right there, right there…" Bracing himself with one hand, Tony reached down and began to stroke himself, the sensations threatening to overwhelm him as his orgasm approached.

"You like that?" Wrapping an arm around Tony, Gibbs sat back on his haunches, pulling the other man back against him and onto his lap. Ignoring the whine of protest that resulted as he batted Tony's hand

away, he wrapped his hand around Tony's dick, stroking him hard and fast as Tony began to grind back against him. "You like me fucking you, my hand on your cock?"

"Fuck, yes," Tony gasped out, moaning as Gibbs bit at his neck. "God, feel so good, you feel so fucking good, Jethro…"

"Say my name again," Gibbs growled.

"Yeah? You like that?" Leaning his head back, Tony licked his lips before pressing them against Gibbs'. "You like having your cock in my ass, Jethro? You like fucking me?"

"Christ…"

"Gonna make me come, Jethro… Oh, shit, shit, right there… Oh, fuck, I'm gonna pop, gonna come right now…" Arching his back, Tony thrust up into Gibbs' hand once more as he came, a low moan tearing from his throat as he coated Gibbs' hand. A feral smile played across his lips as the force of his orgasm made Gibbs come, his head falling back with his mouth open in a silent scream as he thrust up into Tony one final time.

Panting heavily as they tried to regain their breath, both men were silent for a minute until Tony groaned and collapsed onto his side, pulling Gibbs down with him.

"Well. That was good for me, was it good for you?" The soft head-slap that resulted wasn't exactly a surprise, and he grabbed Gibbs by the wrist and pulled him closer so he could kiss the other man. "I'm

guessing so, then."

"Ya think?" Reaching for his discarded boxers, Gibbs wiped his hand off and discarded the used condom.

"You know, you're not too bad for a virgin…" Pushing Gibbs onto his back, Tony ignored Gibbs' protests and pinned him down, leaning down to kiss him. "Took to it pretty quickly… I'd say you've got a talent for it."

"A talent? Really."

"Well, yeah! You've always been good with working wood, right?" The bad pun was complimented by Tony waggling his eyebrows comically.

"What makes you say I'm going to keep working your wood?" Gibbs growled, the threatening tone negated by the half smile on his face.

"Face it. You like fucking me, I like fucking you… Why make it more complicated than it needs to be?"

"Something you trying to tell me, DiNozzo?"

Leaning forward, Tony pressed a kiss against Gibbs' lips. "You know, you really should call me Tony when we're in bed together…"

"Yeah? Why's that?"

"Well, for one, I don't need to be getting a boner anytime you say my last name at work… Two, I like it when you say my name. I like it better when you scream it, but…" Tony was cut off as Gibbs claimed his mouth

with a kiss, moaning as a calloused hand made its way to his chest and tweaked his nipple.

"Yeah? You like that, Tony?"

Chuffing out a laugh, Tony shook his head. "Don't start something you can't finish, Jethro."

"Who says I can't finish it?"

Tony smiled. "Your recovery time that good?"

"Good point." Sighing, Gibbs pulled Tony to his side, holding him close as he laid his head down on Tony's shoulder. "How's yours?"

"Why, you in the mood for more?"

"Gimme a bit."

"Hmm..." Propping his head up on one hand, Tony looked over at Gibbs, relishing in the sated look on the other man's face. "Gonna stick around?"

"You mind?" The look on Gibbs' face made it clear that he wasn't talking

about the afternoon.

Tony smiled. "Nope."

"Good. C'mere." As Tony lay back down, Gibbs again put his head on the other man's shoulder, wrapping himself around Tony and pulling him close. "Kinda like it like this."

"Good..." Dropping a kiss onto Gibbs' head, Tony smiled. "Kind of glad you got your sexual identity freak-out done by the time I woke up..."

"I didn't freak out," Gibbs retorted.

Tony smiled smugly. "Right... And that would be why you decided to sit and have a full pot of coffee before waking me up?"

"I needed caffeine."

"Mmmhmm. Whatever you say, Jethro." He smiled as Gibbs sleepily pressed a kiss against his chest. "It's still too early, go back to sleep. Make lunch later, and then..." He interrupted himself with a yawn. "Maybe a movie, make out a little, I'll probably give you a blow job... Eh. I've got plans."

"Mmm. Plans," Gibbs murmured. "Like those plans."

Smiling sleepily, Tony pressed another kiss into Gibbs' hair before

drifting off himself.

After all, he needed to rest up.

He had plans.