A/N: FR -21 - The beginning of a very intimate night for our two men
A/N: - Author's 1st foray into this genre – hope no one is disappointed.
A tiny trip down memory lane here - oh and better turn on a fan.. make it two.
"Goodnight, Tim."
"Night, Boss."
"Gonna have to change that. "
"Change?"
"Not Boss between us like this, Tim."
"Oh. Right."
"Gibbs, then?"
"Nah…. Jethro will work."
"No, please. Not after I've had your namesake all this time..."
"Oh, right."
"Leroy?"
"Works for me, Tim...You prefer Timmy?"
"God, no!" ….."
"Tim works for me, too."
Standing here with Tim now, the younger man stock still in quiet contemplation while staying wrapped securely in Leroy's arms, the older man nearly shuddered to think what would have happened if he hadn't happened along last night when he did. No matter how hard he tried now, he couldn't quite get that image out of his head; Tim backed into a corner, being molested by the beefiest bastard in the whole damn club. Breathing harshly now, Gibbs tried to rein it in; tried to dispel the image but nothing was working hard enough to drive it from his mind.
Gibbs knew Tim was done with all of his ''research' into the idea of being a sub. It had taken every bit of self-control the older man had to stand by last night and watch Tim lose his stomach at what he'd seen. The worst moment had come when he'd lost track of his young man in the crowd and hadn't found him until several minutes later. Only the need to get Tim safely out of there last night had curbed Gibbs' urge to kill the bastard who'd been in the middle of mangling Tim's groin and reaching towards a collar to slap on Tim's neck. The Team Leader didn't think his young man was even aware just how close he'd come to being beyond rescuing last night.
Even after everything he'd seen and heard last night, the younger man still needed to be convinced he deserved more than that out of a relationship. Gibbs knew that and he knew that he, himself was partly to blame for that because he and Tim hadn't had any time to sit and talk about this since that first night it had come up. That was one of the reasons he'd been able to forgive him so quickly for what had happened at the club last night.
Granted, Tim had royally screwed up and forgotten his promise to Gibbs; not to mention; put himself in great jeopardy, but, so long as the young man had learned his lesson and understood he was not allowed to ever make the same screw-up again, they could learn from it and move on; together.
Gibbs didn't think he'd ever forget the pain he felt pierce through his soul at that moment he realized he'd have to put that collar on Tim in that club. He hoped he never had to lay eyes on that thing again; but more importantly he prayed that Tim would never again even come close to thinking that was the most he deserved in a relationship.
"I'm sorry." Tim whispered brokenly. "I know it's still stuck in your head, just like it is mine."
"Hey," Leroy gently corrected; sliding comfortably into that place they've mutually declared as okay, that of concerned lover as he crooked a finger under Tim's chin. "Just means it's time to change the picture. C'mere."
At the tender command, Tim stepped closer to the older man and allowed him to pull him up close and wrap him in an embrace, hearing more softly spoken words as he capitulated. "Have to let it go, Tim."
Tim nodded even as a question formed in his heart. Reluctant to destroy this moment of serenity, he held his peace.
"Something's botherin' ya. What is it?" Leroy offered knowingly as he gently set Tim away from enough to look into the younger man's eyes.
"When does this side of you disappear and the real you come back?" Tim questioned nervously. "You've always stuck to your rules and expected us to. Especially, Rule 12."
"Guidelines, Tim. That's all they are. Guidelines to keep all of you safe." The older man replied calmly as he kept his hold on the young man's arms, unwilling to let go. He was already fighting hard to keep from sweeping Tim off his feet and whisk him away to bed, to show him what a real relationship was supposed to be like for him.
Tim shook his head in serious denial. "You've always known we took them to be absolute rules to live by."
"Yeah. I'll admit. It was the only area where I could treat you as equals. It kept the team strong and on the same page." The Team Leader admitted. A long silence descended between them as neither seemed to want to do anything to mess things up between them. Just when Tim began to worry about the state of things between them, Leroy stepped back from him but kept his eyes locked on him.
"This what you want, Tim? Or do you want us to slow down and stop here for tonight?"
"Thought you said we were going to use your caution." Tim reminded him quietly.
"Only if you want to. I think you're ready."
Tim swallowed hard as he looked up at the older man and answered him from the bottom of his heart. "I'd really like for you to show me…everything - tonight."
Maintaining eye contact, Leroy nodded and stepped up to his young man. "I'd like that too, Tim."
Tim gave a small smile. Almost in a daze he felt his eyes slip closed as the lips of his lover gently moved against his own and drank from him in gentle caresses even though his mouth remained strong. It was a side of Leroy had Tim trembling. Their lips came apart when they both needed to draw in air.
Leroy cupped one hand against Tim's cheek, "Let's go to bed." He suggested in a way that made it Tim's decision since they've not been any further than this before.
Tim nodded, his body quivering with need, his legs feeling like jello while his heart beat wildly in his chest as the feeling of Deja-vu hit him, but with a smile as Tim realized this is his dream all over again, literally this time.
Leroy nuzzled Tim's neck as one arm supported him around his waist. Desire spiked even higher though Tim's spine and on down to his toes at that sensual voice promising something real. His already aching member quickly thickened and stretched his pants painfully tight when Leroy unexpectedly ghosted his hand across Tim's groin, a tender smile still playing across his face. "Oohhh!" he moaned with both need and anticipation, his knees growing weak.
With his smile now spread broadly across his face, Leroy stopped their movement toward the bedroom and turned Tim within his arm. Without any hands, the older man kissed him again; caressingly, enticingly and without reservation as he dealt Tim a repeated touch to his nether region; this time with more pressure; enough to weaken Tim in the knees and wring a moan of spiked desire from his lips. "Leroy!"
Pulling back, Leroy softly spoke. "I'm gonna show you how you should be treated, Tim."
Enraptured, the younger man locked gazes with his new lover and found his breath stall at the look of raw desire etched on the face he couldn't get enough of looking at, as he spoke that half-promise, half-vow. Almost immediately, Leroy leaned back in reconnecting their mouths, bringing a hand up to smooth back Tim's hair before bringing it down to gently cup the beautiful jaw line he found there.
Automatically Tim leaned into the touch and pressed closer to the other man. Finally Tim could take no more and opened his mouth inviting Leroy in. Tim felt the warm tongue slipping into his mouth, exploring everywhere, far more possessively than he ever experienced before the passion of it overwhelming his senses.
Tim answered the kiss eagerly as the older man began caressing his chest. A shiver of pure sensual delight ran down the young man's spine and burst into sparkles behind his eyes that flew everywhere he felt himself being touched by his new lover. Even with Leroy barely touching him, he felt the pure adrenaline rush and couldn't help but moan with the exquisite feel to it
"That's it, Tim." Leroy spoke softly as he ruffled through the young man's hair. "Just relax and let go."
Tim could feel the breath of the older man warming up his face and even his lips as his lover leaned towards him and kissed him again, gently parting his lips with his tongue. The younger man answered the kiss eagerly as Leroy caressed Tim's chest, sending a shiver down the younger man's spine as a gentle hand smoothed back his hair, traveled down his face slowly and teasingly as it kept going around to his cheek where it stopped and held him.
"Okay?"
Tim nodded. As he looked into Leroy'' eyes, dark, hungry and dilated with his arousal, his body nearly vibrating with electric current of rising lust. Suddenly, he found that he couldn't breathe. Just as suddenly, Leroy mouth was reclaiming his – gently asking to be let in again, his lips touching Tim's until the younger man throatily moaned, opening his mouth, letting him in again, letting him explore more; letting him learn Tim's mouth further, with Tim taking him in and begging for more in return.
Soon, the inhibitions were slipping away and they were two lovers getting to know each other's mouths and making love to them, in unison and equally shared passion, with Leroy letting Tim set the pace. Impassioned moans filling the air between them as both sought to quench their thirst for all their partner could give. Tim locked his mouth firmly on his lover's; his tongue searching and teasing on its' own before settling the kiss back into the slow, sensual, rousingly breathtaking dance so poignant and powerful, Tim had to break away to catch his breath...
Breathing hard, he closed his eyes, hiding behind the wall of his eye lids. This could not be real. It was too much like heaven. Oh, God, why couldn't this be real?
"Hey." The older man's soft voice reached his ears at the same time as his caressing hands cradled his face reassuringly yet again.
Opening his eyes again, Tim had no choice but to look into those gorgeous, trusting globes of the deepest blue he'd ever seen. God, he'd always longed for this moment. Yet, he knew that somehow, he is still dreaming. He seriously hoped he would never wake up
"You're fighting this too hard. Just let go." Leroy gently admonished as he stroked his hand down the side of Tim's cheek, stopping his hand there to hold him steady
Tim shook his head, his mind desperately needing this to be real, fighting with his heart desperately believing it was real.
"Tim. Look at me." Leroy gently requested
The younger man took a deep breath and let it out in a huff of frustration as he blinked and then did what he'd been asked, turning his ever expressive eyes now filled with so much emotion he couldn't even think straight, to those he'd trusted more than any other for going on eight years now.
"You're still doubting this is real." Leroy observed in a gentle reproach.
Tim nodded silently in admittance, his eyes speaking loudly enough of his guilt on the subject, without words.
"Then I guess, I'm just gonna have to show you." the older man asked huskily as he lowered his head towards Tim's once more.
A gentle kiss descended down on Tim's lips and suddenly the younger man couldn't hold back any longer. He let go and gave back with all the unleashed passion within him, wantonly, desperately drinking in the kiss and giving back urgently, primal want fueling every motion. Leroy moaned, rolling his hips into Tim's, sending a shiver ran down Tim's spine, spreading heat out and everywhere until it pooled in his groin.
Breaking away from the kiss, Tim swallowed hard around the lump in his throat as he allowed himself to grasp Leroy's shoulders beneath his hands as strongly as he could, his knees suddenly feeling weak as without any warning or thought, his erect and already leaking manhood began throbbing with need. "Leroy!" he moaned gutturally as Leroy ghosted his fingers everywhere on the younger man's upper body, wringing forth another whimper and causing him to bite his lip as he tried desperately to make sure the older man didn't have reason to be annoyed hearing him sound so helpless under his touch.
Leroy nuzzled in under Tim's ear, his breath warm against Tim's neck. His sweet strong mouth nipped and nibbled as he whispered into his lover's ear. "Let it out, Tim."
The tone of his voice together with his fingers finally sliding under the waistband of Tim's sweatpants and quickly heading towards his rear end sent tremors of sheer ecstasy through Tim's veins as his heart hammered in his chest and his breathing grew ragged and fast. "Ooh...o...Leroy...don….don't stop!"
"Close your eyes." Came the whispered encouragement once more. "Feel."
"I wanna be able to see you; see your eyes." Tim quietly objected. "
Leroy smiled as he locked gazes with his young lover. "Think you can still concentrate on just touch with your eyes open?" he teased.
"I can try." Tim offered with a shy smile.
Taking Tim by the hand, he led him to the bedroom and propelled him by the shoulder to sit on the bed and then gestured for him to lie back before straddling him. The older man leaned down and kissed his new young lover soundly, tracing a finger down his jawline as he did. Raising his head back up, he smiled. "Okay then. This is where you let go and go with whatever feels good. We clear?"
"Yes, Leroy." Tim answered quietly with a timid smile. He couldn't stop or hide the tremor of excitement that thrilled through him at those words.
"I love the sound of my name across your lips like this." The older man admitted in a voice roughened by desire once more as he watched the young man quake with what he knew was desire, his own hands now stroking Tim's upper torso once more, his mouth trailing kisses behind his hands everywhere they touch, stopping at his nipples to tease and gently pull.
"Ooh… Mmmm!"Tim cried out as the exquisite sensation came at him from his nipples being teased and stroked along with the accompanying caresses from the relentless hands on his body. "Aah!"
Leroy's strong, teasing lips continue to nip and nibble Tim's skin, inch by inch, his caressing hands following in their wake, so painstakingly slowly Tim felt like he was going to lose his mind. No one had ever done this for him before. It was heaven! "Can't hear you." The older man teased.
"Oh! Leroy, please!" Tim moaned as he shifted restlessly on the bed, his head tossing on waves of sensations he'd never felt before and couldn't fathom or control.
Leroy soothed his hands drew across Tim's chest, on down to his navel enough to send a shiver down Tim's spine. The older man's splendid mouth that had held his own so captive just a few minutes ago, now blew air tantalizingly across his navel and his deeply aroused nipples even as the hands keep their tantalizing trailing across his now super-sensitive skin seemingly everywhere.
Hands desperately clutching bedding as his physical body writhed in search of more, Tim felt washed in sensation after glorious sensation as all of it rippled through the younger man, leaving him nearly mindless with sensual overload and the heat of the rising flame nearly scorching him from the inside out, his manhood now steadily climbing toward that brink of release. Nowhere on his body felt untouched, awakened, smoldering with a building need for more. No one had ever done this for him before and he couldn't get enough.
Leroy brought his mouth back up, capturing the wondrous warm cavern that was the younger man's mouth, in a passion filled dance that quickly became almost too hot to handle, both of them moaning into their fusion.
Breaking away from the kiss, Tim was left panting as his manhood strained within the confines of his pants as pleasure coursed through him already. "Ah! Leroy!" he cried, his hardened, throbbing rod already straining and leaking, himself nearly ready to jump off the cliff he was so sensually and wantonly teetering on. He drew in ragged breaths, trying to regain control, almost desperate to find the long awaited release that now seemed like the biggest best dream come true he's ever even thought of. "Need…ooh…"
"Easy, Tim. We're just getting started, here." Leroy teased with a huge smile.
Tim smiled shyly in return, his heart beating wildly at the thought of what pleasure might be awaiting him at the next touch from this man. Still tingling all over, his body refused to relax, With a small smile, he realized both of them still had all their clothes on. Without even thinking about it, he reached out to the bottom of Leroy' shirt and began to raise it up, only to be stopped by the man himself as he paused in his ministrations of Tim's body to quickly divest himself of both shirts.
Before Tim even thought about it, Leroy was running his hands up Tim's chest gathering the fabric under his fingers until Tim leaned forward on his elbows and the older man pulled the pesky garment over his young man's head. Tim didn't even have time to think about what would come next before his experienced lover's' fingers were back at the waistband of Tim's sweatpants, silently letting it be known that they were next in line to be shed. Smiling, Tim raised his hips up enough to give the older man the room he needed to pull the sweats the rest of the way off Tim's body.
In a New York minute, Leroy , too had risen from the bed and divested himself of his remaining clothing and Tim couldn't help but stare in awe at the beautiful specimen of a man before him. It wasn't even a conscious effort, the word that escaped his mouth as he continued to be enthralled by the vision before him that was Leroy, his lover. "Wow!"
Again, Leroy smiled as he straddled the younger man and reached for him; his hands once again softly blazing a trail all over Tim's body; this time beginning with his hair, massaging his scalp gently and repeatedly, then moving down to cup his face and tilt it up towards his own, their lips joining once more, this time in a slow sensual dance that served to stoke the fires within both their souls. Tim's body once again quivered with the onslaught of arousing tingles that were already being felt from his toes to his fully hard and throbbing manhood and even beyond.
Groaning with pleasure, Tim sent his own hands wandering and massaging all over his lover on their own, suddenly pulling Leroy in for a demanding kiss as his arms firmly wrapped themselves around this giving older man he suddenly couldn't get enough of. Leroy' hands strayed in fiery paths of molten heat, searing Tim everywhere they touched, from his ears, down his throat and over to his nipples where they gently tweaked and gently twisted the sensitive nubs, bringing a hoarse cry of delight from the young man at their tender mercies. Suddenly, Leroy leaned over and gently took an aroused nipple in his lips and gently, oh, so gently suckled it.
It was too much. Tim's body arched up off the bed as he came hard with a shouted cry while his new lover lovingly held him tight. "AAHH!"
Through the aftermath of the best climax he'd ever experienced in his adult life the young man lay trembling and nearly boneless, completely embarrassed at how easy it had been for Leroy to push him over the edge. He'd known it would be too easy for him to be done in. It was a big part of why he'd fought so hard against this relationship. He was sure Leroy would be thoroughly disappointed in him now. Stamina and endurance – while the recipient of all this sensual play – just wasn't something he had any experience in.
Closing his eyes in abject humiliation, he didn't even register when Leroy gently laid him down out of his arms with breaking the tender silence born of too many emotions simmering under the surface for both of them. Tim was shocked to find soon himself on the receiving end of a warm washcloth cleaning his groin and his plastered stomach. Tossing the washcloth back across the distance into the bathroom the older man silently returned his attention to the bed, taking in his younger lover's worried expression; knowing the problem and also knowing there wasn't anything he could do except reassure him that he'd done nothing wrong and he wasn't a disappointment.
Sitting back down on the bed, he leaned over and whispered into Tim's ear. "Now that we've taken the edge off, just relax. Alright?" Leroy quietly urged calmly as he reached out for Tim and gently tugged him up to his knees on the bed. "C'mere." He gruffly urged, pulling Tim in close for another round of mouths dancing, yet deliberately keeping his own hardened shaft from coming in contact with Tim's since he knew the younger man's organ was still sensitive and not yet ready for more attention or stimulation.
Leroy licked and nipped the younger man's mouth, pushing his tongue into the sweet, willing warmth. And groaning with hunger and lust. He took what he needed, moaning against the tender, swollen lips, relentlessly in response as Tim gave back into the dance now, at times, becoming the aggressor, until they had to pull away from each other; both spent, gasping for breath.
Leroy didn't know how much more of this he could take without losing control of his own need to have Tim under him; to be inside him, stroking him, filling him. Gritting his teeth for a long minute, he felt his own cock continue to throb harden with arousal. Harnessing his self-control even tighter he went back to concentrating on Tim, running his hands upwards on the young man's chest and let his fingers close around Tim's already hardened nipples as he rolled them and tweaked them
Tim arched forward, with a full moan of pleasure, pushing his chest more firmly into Leroy fingers, his eyes glued to those of the one driving him toward that peak once more. The older man teasingly applied more pressure to his touches as he continued to tease and caress and even lap and nibble on his lover's nipples, bringing forth a low moan of ecstasy from Tim and a smile to his own features.
Leroy found himself surprised at just how sensitive and responsive Tim was everywhere, with every touch bringing forth deep sensual moans, the sound of which were fast becoming a drug Leroy couldn't get enough of
Tim's senses were overpowered, he struggled to breathe while his body was washed in white-hot need and beginning to tremble. He reached out and hooked his arms around Leroy' waist to hold on, as he succumbed to his lover's caresses with wanton willingness, burying his head in the comforting shoulder he now rested upon, as re-awaking rod began thickening and throbbing again.
"Turn around." Leroy whispered with a groan of arousal as he gently propelled Tim at his shoulder, to turn around on the bed on his knees while standing to his feet himself. With Tim's back up against the older man's chest, Leroy immediately reached out to his young lover and wrapped one of his arms around Tim's shoulder, his fingers quickly coming to rest on one of Tim's easily aroused nipples while his other arm wrapped itself around the younger man's upper thigh, those fingers now blazing a trail on Tim's bare skin, down to his sensitive inner thigh and coming back up to tease his navel. At no time, did the older man touch Tim's now obviously swollen and ready rod or heavy balls waiting to be lavished with attention.
"Oh, God!" Tim moaned, feeling more pleasured than he'd ever experienced in his adult life before. "Feels so good, Leroy." He murmured with genuine appreciation. It was nearly impossible to remain still, he was so aroused and burning with a need for something he had yet to even understand. He didn't even realize he had snuggled his head back into Leroy' shoulder, even as he wrapped his arms up around the older man's neck without hesitation.
"That's it, Tim." Leroy urged gravelly. "You like that?"
"God, Yes!" Tim agreed on a ragged breath. "Don't stop."
Leroy chuckled as he began kissing up and down Tim's neck, stopping to suck on a spot at the juncture of Tim's neck and shoulder.
"Mmmm!" Tim moaned as a shiver of pure pleasure ran through him.
Leroy silently nuzzled Tim's ear in response and for endless sensually exquisite minutes filled with only the sounds of two lovers pleasing each other and giving voice to the pleasures being heaped on them, they remained as they were, with Leroy gently pleasuring his new lover and the younger man learning to be somewhat still and take all that was being offered, to take in and become comfortable in being doted on and in voicing anything he felt like.
Surprisingly enough, it was Tim that brought those moments of pure pleasure to a stop when he gently pulled away and brought his arms down from Leroy's neck before he turned around to face his older lover as he captured both of the older man's hands and held onto them.
"My turn." He entreated, his voice rough with passion and a raw aching need to touch his lover. "I want to feel you, too. Teach me what makes you feel good, Leory."
The pleading in the younger man's tone tugged at Leroy' heart as he merely smiled and wrapped his arms around the younger man, leaning in to kiss him thoroughly as Tim's hands began to blaze fiery trails up and down Leroy' back and shoulders as they worked their way over to his torso, teasing his nipples as Leroy had done Tim's a short while ago.
The older man groaned in pleasure as Tim's mouth pulled away from his own and found one of his nipples, now gently tugging on it and sucking on it, just as Leroy had also done for him. Tim was a fast learner and was soon completely enjoying himself giving back as much as he'd been given, wanting to learn more; to experience more, but most of all, he wanted to give more; give everything he knew to give and everything he was just now learning to give. He wanted it all and suddenly, he couldn't wait to learn all Leroy was willing to teach and show him.
"Leroy." Tim murmured. "Please."
"Please what, Tim?" Leroy smiled softly as he continued his relentless caressing of Tim's body.
"Don't hold back. I need all of you." Tim admitted on a moan of barely restrained need, his rod now throbbing and leaking.
Again the older man smiled genuinely. "Lie back down, then." He urged Tim. "This time is yours. Mine will come later."
As soon as Tim was lying prone with his head on the pillows, Leroy began sliding his body down the length of Tim's earning him yet another steady moan of arousal from the younger man at the full body contact. Still Leroy kept moving, sensually and ever so slowly sliding his body down Tim's while his own hands blazed fiery trails of heated touch along both limbs until he reached Tim's upper thighs.
Once there, the older man surprisingly enough, pushed Tim's upper thighs up and out, his calves up to them until Tim's knees faced outward, giving him all the room he needed to give Tim's body attention right where he wanted to.
Tim's breath caught in his throat, as tension seemed to seep into the air that surrounded them now, beginning to coil itself in his stomach. This was all new to him and from what he'd seen in the movies he'd watched, the first time was painful.
"Sssh. Relax, Tim. Just feel." Leroy quietly urged as he withdrew a small tube of something from the nightstand drawer beside the bed and set it beside himself on the bed." If you need me to stop, just tell me, alright?"
Tim nodded as he smiled and tried to relax. He used his arms to raise and hold the pillows beneath his head up so that he could watch what Leroy was doing; needing to see the man's beautiful eyes and all the expressions that would come this night. Tim shivered as Leroy delicately and slowly began to massage the sensitive area surrounding Tim's rear entrance, blue eyes dancing mischievously as he locked eyes with the now startled young man.
Tim felt Leroy's finger gently swirling something cool around his entrance. "Ooh!" The gasp of shock escaped Tim's mouth before he could stop it as he blinked owlishly in surprise. The cool wetness had startled him. He'd never done this before. No one had ever touched him there. Oh, he'd dreamed of it; dreamed of it a lot here lately; but hadn't ever thought it would actually happen. He shivered in anticipation and even a hint of fear at his lover's silent continuing caresses through this moment.
The coolness soon warmed, though and as it did, he felt all traces of fear leave him as his brain re-engaged, reminding him that this rough and tough former Marine pouring his heart and soul into showing him what it was like to be made love to, would never hurt him. He was shocked to see firsthand just how extremely patient Leroy was being; obviously more than capable of it, if and when he needed to be; at least on this personal level.
Leroy continued massaging the same area over and over, tenderly yet thoroughly over and over, relentlessly until he felt Tim finally relax, even heard him hum in pleasure, even though every now and then the experienced lover's finger would stray closer and closer to actually breaching Tim's hole.
Only when he felt Tim completely relax, did he gently push his finger inside that most intimate of places on Tim's body; immediately freezing in his movement as Tim pulled away in shock. Even while continuing the calming, gentle caresses of the outside area with the fingers of his other hand.
Tim's breath had gotten caught in his throat at the slight invasion but the uncomfortable feeling soon faded with the ongoing gentle caresses and he was quickly able to breathe freely again. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, Tim remained tense, unfamiliar with these sensations flooding his brain and his body.
"Okay? Leroy finally spoke into the moment, keep his tone soothing.
"Yeah." Tim breathed out on a huff of hot air spurred on by residual nervousness. He locked eyes with his lover's once again, this time silently drawing strength and trust from those blue orbs looking back at him with unwavering certainty and promise.
"You want me to stop?" Leroy question lacked any judgment against the younger man, merely concern for what Tim needed or felt comfortable with.
"God, no! I'm sorry, it's jus…"
"Sssh. Nothin' to apologize for here, alright?" Leroy gently scolded as he kept eye contact with Tim during this important clarification, soothing hands still comfortingly caressing Tim's arms and even his neck and chest, this time, staying away from his nipples so Tim could think straight.
Tim blinked in surprise. Clearing the lump in his throat, he looked away in a moment of humility and embarrassment.
"Hey. Look at me." The older man ordered with just enough authority to get the job done without taking anything away from this intensely private time between them.
The younger man did as he was asked and looked back at Leroy, this time without fear or even worry about what might be coming next.
"You ready to turn the heat up on this?" Leroy asked in the sexy voice Tim loved, as he leaned down to kiss Tim gently on the mouth, his tongue prodding between Tim's lips just enough to be allowed in so he could tease and tantalize the younger man.
"Mmmm. God, yes!" Tim moaned into the kiss, his arms reaching up to wrap around his lover.
Leroy straightened back up and took up where he'd left off, immediately caressing and applying some cool lubricant to that oh, so sensitive area. Once again, he waited until Tim had truly relaxed before inserting his finger past that tight closure on through to the inside.
Again, Tim reacted; instinctively trying to pull away but this time, Leroy was quick to hold on to him and talk him through it.
"Relax, Tim. Just feel and tell me if anything it gets to be too much, alright?" as he started gently pushing his finger in and out over and over, caressing both sides of his entrance, to prepare Tim for more. Tim allowed his eyes to flicker closed briefly before he opened them again. "Feel okay so far?" Leroy asked calmly.
"MMM, ye…yeah." Tim stuttered as the uncomfortable moment passed quickly, now replaced with the feeling of wanting more As Leroy continued to tease him with just the one finger; slowly, in and out, then massaging outside, back to in and out, over and over again in varying patterns, it wasn't long before the younger man couldn't even think straight, the fiery wave of want and need rising up from deep within. Tim was soon lost in these new but erotically overwhelming sensations, shifting restlessly and even beginning to push back against the touch, wanting more. Without even realizing he'd vocalized anything, Tim began moaning in pleasure. "Ahh. MMM."
From below him, Tim heard Leroy chuckle as the older man continued to watch his body language. "You ready for more, Tim?" he asked teasingly.
"God, yes!" Tim moaned and shuddered, his body still twisting restlessly in pleasure.
"Okay, here comes another one. Relax and breathe through it." The older man urged once more as he slipped another finger inside.
Tim sucked in a breath as he felt the added intrusion, holding it so long as the burn and the discomfort lasted.
Leroy stilled his fingers that were caressing Tim's hole. "Relax, Tim. Breathe easy." The older man gently urged as he continued his sensual caressing around Tim's outer entrance with fingers on his other hand.
Soothed by both the gentle words and the continuing caresses, Tim was soon calm once more and again beginning to feel every touch as if it reached all the way down to his soul, soon beginning to push back into Leroy' touch, wanting more.
"That's it, Tim. Stay relaxed and just feel." Leroy's roughened voice coaxed as he felt the young man nearly melt into the mattress, beginning to moan his pleasure. Only then, did the older man begin again, in and out, caressing and soothing, over and over.
As Leroy continued with his teasing and caressing, slowly, so slowly with gentle strokes in and out, around the edge and back just inside and out, Tim started to feel a pressure building at the base of his spine It wasn't long before he felt himself twitching and pushing back wanting more, as his eyes started watering and he blinked as he realized his whole body ached from the maddening sensations ruthlessly pushing him up toward that something he couldn't quite reach yet. Little moans continued escaping from Tim's throat as the now delicious pleasure continued to build the pressure now needing an escape. More please more!
Leroy chuckled softly again at Tim's uninhibited moans and entreaties as he continued his ministrations, determined to pleasure his young man as much as he could.
Tim trembled as he felt the tension building in his thighs with the relentless caressing and teasing; the feeling driving him on that his throbbing rod needed to imbed itself into something warm and tight and it needed it now!
"Leroy?" Tim hated the way his voice sounded, almost desperate and weak to his own ears. "I need… need." He struggled to find the words, not even sure he should.
He saw Leroy' face appear up over him and then that soft exquisite voice whispered into his ear all the while those roughened hands moved to caress his arms. "Talk to me." Leroy coaxed gruffly with authority, his voice sending yet another shiver of lust down Tim's spine. "Lemme hear what you want, Tim; tell me what you need."
Tim moaned. Oh God, he didn't know what he needed, except to fall off the top of this cliff and soon! His eyes watched as his lover watched him take in all this stimuli he wasn't used to but couldn't get enough of. Tim's heart hammered in his chest waiting for twhat Leroy might do to him next. Again, that smile, Oh God please! Make me come already!
Then he felt one of Leroy's hand travel across his fevered skin, on up to his hip and wrap lightly around his now aching and leaking, swollen member while the other hand continued with the relentless caressing of his rear entrance, two fingers easing in and out oh, so slowly.
"Oh, God! Tim cried out as he restlessly attempted to push himself up into first one then the other of Leroy's hands, desperate for more contact yet feeling like he was being split in two, while his hands fisted the sheets at his sides. "Leroy, OH!"
Slowly. Up and down. So slowly up and down across the heated skin of Tim's rigid cock Leroy kept up his ministrations to both sensitive areas of his lover's body, letting Tim continue to rise up and push himself further into the touches that he sought. The pleasure climbed to such intensity, it bordered on pain. From somewhere close by, he heard moans and groans and keening so sensual, it drove the wave of pleasure through him on a sharp spike as he vaguely realized the sound were coming from his own mouth. Tim's heart hammered in his chest as he lay trembling and teetering just on the edge of that cliff, he'd so quickly reached with the help of all these new sensations and feelings. "Oh, Oh! Oh, God!
"That's it, Tim, let it go" Leroy growled now, the seductive gravel nearly Tim's undoing, his eyes closing in sensual abandon. "Look at me Tim." The older man urged with that tone that always melted Tim's heart.
Tim looked Leroy straight on, their eyes locking together as his lover reached for one of Tim's hands, interlocking their fingers together and raising their joined arms back over the younger man's head, holding on tightly as he continued to stroke Tim's aching cock with the other hand. He urged his new young lover, his own need pouring off of him in rivers of sexual tension as he
"Reach for it, Tim."
"God, yes!" Tim moaned low in his throat, even as he locked eyes with his lover even as his body quaked and yearned for the yet untouched peak that was oh, so damn close.
Sliding the roughened pad of his thumb over the sensitive engorged head of Tim's leaking and visibly staining rod, Leroy urged the young man on loudly "Cum for me, babe."
""NGH!" Tim screamed as he flew, sparks shooting before his eyes as his body spasmed and trembled through his release, desperately clutching onto Leroy' hand through it all.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs kept his eyes on his young lover as Tim seemed to fade away into oblivion for a minute while his body worked to recover. The older man couldn't help reveling in being able to help Tim find his way over that edge, not once but twice just by giving Tim a little of the attention he was long over-due for. He had to smile. If this was Tim's sexual release from being adorned with just that little bit of attention; Leroy could only imagine the scope of what was to come for the younger man while in the throes of a complete coupling. With his smile widening, Leroy could only hope he'd get the chance to give that to Tim. The young man deserved that and so much more.