Sorry it's taken so long to update this. My muse left me for a long time but it's back and I hope still leading me in the right direction.
Disclaimer: I own nothing…..sad but true.
Even if he were interrogated by the best in the world, Tony would never be able to tell anyone how he arrived at Gibbs' house that evening. He probably wouldn't even remember being pulled over for speeding, since a quick flash of his badge got him out of a ticket. The route he took would forever be wiped from his mind, and if someone were following him, they would never know where he was headed. He may have even driven through a park trying to avoid red lights. If not, he has no idea why he almost hit a park bench. Such was the state that Gibbs put him in after that elevator ride.
Tony finally pulled up to the house shaking with anticipation…or terror…...probably both. He'd dreamt of this moment and now that it was finally here he was afraid to go inside. Gibbs had been putting off further intimacy because of his own fears and now he seemed to have worked through them, but what did that mean? Would he expect Tony to do most of the work? Gibbs has never been passive in anything Tony had ever seen him do, so the thought of him being a passive lover just felt so wrong, so unnatural. But if his aggressiveness in the elevator was any indication, he would be exactly the kind of lover Tony wanted and expected him to be. Or would he lose his confidence once they were actually in the bedroom? Dammit, he was not going to find out anything sitting in his car!
Gibbs was watching Tony with a smirk on his face. He could see the confusion in the younger man's eyes; he definitely had no idea what was on the agenda for tonight and was afraid to come in. Maybe I should have told him about my research? Nah, surprising him will definitely be worth it. What the hell was stuck on his bumper? Is that some kind of bush? Gibbs jumped when he heard Tony's car door slam hut. He was finally headed in, show time!
Tony pushed open the door and before he could turn on the light was thrown back against the wall. Gibbs' lips had claimed his before he could take another breath. The passion and possession in this kiss was unlike any before it. Tony was on fire, and the fact that he couldn't breathe was making him light-headed. Suddenly Gibbs released his mouth and started in on his neck. No, breathing didn't help, he still felt like he would faint. The things Gibbs was doing with his tongue were making Tony's knees weak. He never knew that his collarbone was so sensitive. The feeling of Gibbs sucking all along it was going straight to Tony's cock. Wait, where did his shirt go? Wasn't he wearing one? Gibbs was finishing up on his neck and moving down to his chest. Tony was sure he was trying to articulate his pleasure, but all that was coming out of his mouth was gibberish.
"Ooooh…Jeth….damn….tha…..soooo goo…..ple…..oooooohh….doooo…AAAHHHHHH….."
Gibbs had made it to his nipples and Tony was suddenly arching in a way that was very unlike him. He was scratching at Gibbs' back and whining…no that noise couldn't be coming from his throat. It did not sound like the manly kind of sound he usually makes. He might be embarrassed if he could ever think of anything more than what was being done to him. OH MY GOD IS THE NAVEL AN EROGENOUS ZONE?! Gibbs tongue was thrusting in and out of his navel and Tony felt as though he were fucking him. He was hearing very high pitched squeals and refused to accept that he was the one making them. Tony had no idea when he lost his pants and boxers, or even how his legs ended up hiked over Jethro's shoulders, but suddenly he realized that Gibbs was about to take him into his mouth and nothing in the world could make him look anywhere but at the sight of Gibbs poised over his cock. God he's gorgeous! Nothing could ever be more beautiful than the sight of that man staring hungrily at Tony's cock licking his lips. Jethro looked up into Tony's eyes and smiled, oooh damn Tony was wrong, that smile! When Jethro licked up his cock and around his tip like he was a lollipop Tony thought he was dying. No one could survive this much pleasure could they? Jethro kept tasting him, licking and nipping at his cock like he was playing with a new favorite toy. Tony just watched him in awe. When he finally took Tony all the way into his mouth, Tony stopped breathing. It was a sight he never expected to see, and it was amazing.
Jethro was a natural. Tony had no idea why he was ever worried. This man was the best at everything he did, why did Tony ever think he wouldn't be the best at this too. No one had ever sucked his dick like this before. Tony wanted this to last forever, but Jethro was too good, he was going to cum and there was no way to stop it. Wait, he should warn Jethro! Since words were not a possibility, he tried pushing Jethro's head away but he just wrapped him hands tighter around Tony's thighs and sucked him in deeper. Tony couldn't believe it but he was going to cum in Jethro's mouth….NOW.
He must have blacked out. When he came to, Jethro was kissing him and stroking his hair. He smiled at him. "Are you ready to take this to the bed room?" Tony was confused, "There's more?" Jethro laughed, oh yes, there's a lot more. Think you can handle it?" Jethro asked. He pulled Tony to his feet and started pushing him up the stairs. Tony could barely move, but jumped three feet in the air when Jethro bit his ass. Oh God, I don't think I'm going to survive this!