A/N Sorry for the delay. I hope this chapter makes up for it!

Gibbs paced back and forth between the living room and kitchen waiting on Tim. It had been over an hour since they left work and with only a twenty-minute drive home, he was beginning to wonder where the younger man was. His cock, which had softened during the drive home, became semi hard again when he heard Tim's car pull into the driveway. Peeking out the window he watched Tim fumble with dry cleaning and a bag of Chinese takeout. Opening the door he grabbed the freshly pressed shirts from Tim's arms then stepped aside to allow his lover through. After closing and locking the door, he joined Tim in the kitchen as he was already digging through the take out bags. Wrapping his arms around Tim's shoulders, Gibbs pulled him close, inhaling his scent and enjoying the comfort of having the man he loved in his arms again.

Tim closed his eyes and leaned back against Gibbs' chest, allowing the older man to support the majority of his weight. It had been a stressful day, brought on by their argument regarding the family reunion shirts. Realizing he had never received a definitive answer as to why Gibbs didn't want to wear the shirt, he figured it was a conversation they could have at dinner. Although he was enjoying Gibbs' cock rubbing against his ass, he also knew if he didn't regain control of the situation then he wouldn't get to carry out the plans he had for them.

"Jethro, as much as I'm enjoying this, we still have some unfinished business from today."

Laying a kiss to Tim's temple, Gibbs stepped back and removed his arms from the younger man's body. Tim turned around to face him, the bulge in both their pants, evidence of how badly they wanted each other. Leaning down Gibbs whispered seductively in Tim's ear, "What are we waiting for? I'm ready for my punishment, Timmy."

Trembling as the warm breath tickled his ear; Tim gasped when Gibbs reached around, firmly planted both hands on his ass and pulled him forward. Although Tim enjoyed Gibbs' enthusiasm, this was his night to take control and he wasn't about to allow any distractions. He cupped Gibbs' cheek in his hand, slowly rubbing his thumb over the chiseled cheekbone, "This is my night, Jethro. You're going to do everything I ask otherwise there will be repercussions. Do I make myself clear?"

Gibbs loved seeing this dominant side of Tim, it was so different than the mild mannered man he fell in love with. Tim got off on the dominance he had over his "boss" and Gibbs loved taking orders from his "junior agent."

Unable to speak, Gibbs nodded as Tim took a step back and retrieved a few plates out of the cupboard. Pouring two cups of coffee, Gibbs set them on the table as Tim brought the cartons of food over. When Gibbs went to sit down, Tim grabbed his shoulder and stopped him. Confused, he looked over at Tim who was undressing him with his eyes.

"I want you naked, Jethro. I'd like to see what's mine and check to make sure you were a good boy on the drive home."

Not wasting any time, Gibbs kicked off his shoes, unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants. Tim licked his lips as the protuberance beneath Gibbs' boxers grew. When Gibbs stuck his fingers into the waistband of the boxers, Tim reached down and squeezed his cock, "Nuh-uh! Looking up, he met the older man's eyes and smiled, "I get to do the fun part!"

After removing his shirt, Gibbs trembled in anticipation of Tim's next move. The younger man stepped closer; rubbed his nose against Gibbs' soft silver chest hair and inhaled. The smell of pheromones mixed with a hint of aftershave filled his nostrils as he began peppering Gibbs' chest with kisses. Gibbs moaned as Tim's soft pouty lips came in contact with his skin. Wanting to make sure he didn't get too carried away, Tim ran his tongue down the length of Gibbs' chest and stomach, coming to a stop just above the waistband of his boxers. Sticking one finger inside, he stretched the elastic back and smiled, as Gibbs' cock stood at attention once it was freed from the confines of fabric. Tim slid the boxers down the rest of the way as Gibbs stepped out of them. He turned them inside out looking for evidence that Gibbs had pleasured himself before he got home. Satisfied that he hadn't he threw the boxers to the side and turned his attention back towards Gibbs' cock. Taking it in his hand he swiped his thumb across the head, wiping off the pre cum then after making eye contact with Gibbs, gently sucked it off his finger.

Gibbs bucked forward as Tim took hold of his cock and lightly swiped off the pre cum. He always enjoyed Tim's long, slender fingers caressing his body, especially the sensitive areas. Looking deep into his lover's eyes as he seductively licked the cum off his thumb took all his willpower not to lose it there and then.

Looking down at the robust cock, Tim knew Gibbs wouldn't make it too long into their foreplay before he would erupt. Wanting them to start from the beginning, Tim knelt down and took the thick cock into this mouth. Swirling his tongue around the head he felt the older man's legs tremble in pleasure. Knowing it wouldn't be too long before Gibbs ejaculated, he started at the area that always pushed him over the edge. Running his tongue along the split on the underside of his cock, he alternated between sucking on the head and licking one of Gibbs' most sensitive areas. When he felt a hand being placed on his shoulder and watched Gibbs' legs continue to tremble he knew he was close. Licking faster, Tim was rewarded when Gibbs' muscles clenched, his hips thrust forward and he came with a scream. A thick pile of cum squirted onto his awaiting tongue, forcing Tim to swallow as he continued to suck him dry. Releasing the limp dick with a pop, he looked up as Gibbs continued to ride the wave of aftershocks.

Gibbs closed his eyes, threw his head back and moaned when Tim began sucking on his cock. He thought back to the beginning of their relationship, and how they would spend hours exploring each other in hopes of learning the most sensitive areas. Now, as Tim began steadily licking the underside of his cock, Gibbs' legs trembled violently causing him to put his hand on Tim's shoulder for support. While the younger man continued his ministrations, he could feel different sensations arise from his penis and testicles. When Tim started licking faster, a series of involuntary rhythmic contractions racked his body and he thrust his hips forward, coming with a scream. After shuddering through the aftershocks he opened his eyes and smiled when he realized Tim was watching him. Running a hand through Tim's hair he sighed, "I need to misbehave more often."

Standing up, Tim kissed him, "Oh, that's not the punishment, Jethro. As turned on as you were, I knew you wouldn't even make it to the punishment." Giving him a sadistic smile, he continued, "Make sure you eat enough because you're going to need all the strength you've got."

Gibbs smiled, "Oh I am, am I?" Grabbing Tim's hand he guided him to the table, pulled out the chair and waited for Tim to sit down. Once they were both seated they dug in with gusto. They ate in companionable silence until Tim put down his chopsticks and leaned back in the chair. When Gibbs realized Tim had stopped he took a sip of coffee and asked, "What is it babe? You full already?"

Shaking his head, Tim sighed then reached across the table and took hold of Gibbs' hand. "Do you love me, Jethro?"

Clearly taken aback by the question, Gibbs sputtered, "O of cou course I do, Timmy!" Bringing their intertwined hands up to his mouth, he kissed them, "Do I make you think otherwise?"

Pushing the food around on his plate, Tim shrugged his shoulders, "Not all the time."

"But some of the time?"

Finally making eye contact with the older man, Tim took a deep breath, "I want, no, deserve, to know the real reason why you don't want to wear a family reunion shirt."

"Ahh Timmy," he sighed before taking a long sip of coffee and focusing his gaze on the table.

Reaching over with his free hand, Tim used a finger to tilt Gibbs' chin. When he noticed his eyes were filled with unshed tears, he got up, motioned for Gibbs to slide his chair out and took a seat in his lap. Swiping the stray tear from Gibbs' cheek, he softly kissed him on the lips. "Remember this morning when you promised to try and communicate better?" Pleading with his eyes he continued, "Please let me in, Jethro."

Sitting back in the chair, Gibbs wrapped his arms around Tim and pulled him back to his chest. With Tim nuzzled against his neck, he laid a kiss to his temple and began, "Before I shipped off to Iraq, Shannon and I got in a huge fight regarding her family reunion. It was going to be scheduled for when I returned from the war. I didn't feel like being grilled by her entire family, especially her mother. When I left it was still a sore spot in our relationship, we never got to…" he swallowed the lump in his throat and then cleared it, "We never resolved our disagreement before they died…" pausing again he wiped away another tear, "I'm sorry, I should have told you in the first place."

Wiping away his own tears, Tim suddenly realized that Jethro did love him especially because he agreed to go to his own family reunion. Speechless, he nuzzled closer to Gibbs and sighed. "I'm so sorry, babe. I feel like such an…" he stopped when Gibbs reached down and grabbed his hand.

"You couldn't have known, Timmy. I should have told you when you first brought up the idea of going out to California."

Tim sat up, gently cupped Gibbs' chin in his hand and stroked his finger across the stubble, "We don't have to go. I'll call and tell my family that I can't get time off work."

Shaking his head, Gibbs laid his finger upon Tim's lips, "Shh…I want to go, Timmy. I love you and can't wait to meet the rest of your family, the time is right. The spontaneity of not knowing who we'll meet, which state we'll sleep in or what adventures await us is something I can't wait to experience with you."

Studying Gibbs' face, Tim looked deep into his lover's eyes, "That's really sweet, Jethro. However, I only want to go if this is something you think you can handle and will try to have a good time."

Gibbs nodded, "I want to do this." A seductive smile appeared on his face, "Alone time with my favorite fellow, meeting my partner's family and all the sex my old body can handle, count me in."

Any worry Tim had over 'killing the mood' with his questioning was quickly disregarded when he saw the twinkle in Gibbs' eye. He stood up, turned around so he was facing him and straddled his leg. Groaning as his cock rubbed against Gibbs' thigh and the fabric of his boxers, he humped it a few more times before settling in. The sensation of Tim grinding against him along with the look of arousal on his face was enough to make Gibbs' own cock tingle. After stroking the older man's hair, Tim let his hands fall behind Gibbs' neck, allowing him to pull him close. Resting their foreheads together, Tim whispered huskily, "Are you ready for your punishment, bad boy?"

Growling through his teeth, Gibbs responded, "I'm ready for you to fuck me. If I need to be punished beforehand then I'm willing to take what's coming to me."

"That's what I like to hear. Sit back and allow me to do all the work." Laying a kiss to Gibbs' forehead he continued down to his nose where he squeezed it between two fingers making each of them laugh. When their lips lined up, Tim used the tip of his tongue to slowly trace the outside of Gibbs' lips.

"Feels so good, Timmy." Gibbs mumbled as the younger man continued his actions.

Ready to taste what his lover had to offer, Tim tilted his head and lightly pressed their lips together. Slowly he pushed his tongue inside, swirled it on the roof of Gibbs' mouth and along the back of his top row of teeth. He loved the fact his mouth was so familiar, so delicious and tender on his. Getting lost in the moment his hand travelled south and slowly stroked Gibbs' cock causing him to buck up in pleasure and break the kiss. They both gave breathy laughs when they noticed Jethro the dog laying by the table, watching with his chin resting on the floor and one paw covering his eyes.

Tim looked over at him and chuckled, "Everybody's a critic." The dog whined, got up and quickly hurried to the other room. After Jethro was gone, Tim turned back towards Gibbs, "Now where were we?" Leaning in for another kiss, Tim was startled when Gibbs put a hand up to stop him. Cocking one eyebrow he whispered, "May I suggest we continue this in the bedroom?"

Nodding, Tim climbed off Gibbs' lap, "You go ahead, I have a few items to collect." Gently slapping him on the ass and sending Gibbs on his way, Tim closed the takeout boxes and put them in the fridge. After what he had planned tonight they were going to need sustenance later. Grabbing a small bowl he filled it with ice, shivering at the thought of what he planned on doing with it.

Stopping in the entryway of their bedroom, Tim's breathing hitched at the sight of Gibbs lying on his back, hands behind his head and his penis semi erect. His eyes scanned Gibbs' beautifully sculpted chest and abs then as his gaze moved down further, he licked his lips at the lovely thick cock that was leaking pre-cum down the shaft. Stretching lazily, Gibbs patted the bed next to him, "Are you going to stand there with your mouth open or are you going to come join me?"

Shaking his head as if to clear it, Tim went into the bathroom to take care of business. What Gibbs didn't know was he planned on taking it nice and slow, he knew it would be more than enough punishment for the older man. It wasn't as if Gibbs was a 'Wham! Bam! Thank You Ma'am!' kind of guy, but he was usually just as impatient in the bedroom as he was working a case. Leaving his button undone and his fly unzipped to allow room for his growing cock, he exited the bathroom and walked over to one side of the bed. Noticing the disappointment in Gibbs' eyes, he kicked off his shoes, removed his dress shirt and asked, "What's wrong, Jethro?"

Propping himself up against the headboard, Gibbs stuck his bottom lip out in a pout and whined, "I want to see you naked, Timmy! It's not fair that you're fully clothed and I'm not."

Tim sat down on the edge of the bed and patted Gibbs' cheek, "Aww sometimes life isn't fair, Jethro." Motioning to his clothes he continued, "Consider this as part of your punishment. You won't get to touch, taste or see until I say so. Is that clear?"

"But!"

"Shhh!" Tim whispered laying his finger across Gibbs' lips. "I don't want to hear any buts!"

Gibbs nodded his acceptance and watched as Tim rummaged through the night stand withdrawing a tube of lube. Setting the bowl of ice and the lube near him he got situated on the bed. Swiping his finger across Gibbs' shaft he dabbed the cum onto his tongue and scooted closer to the older man. Leaning down he stuck out his tongue and smeared the cum all over Gibbs' lips. Sitting back on his haunches, Tim used his finger to cover the areas he missed. Moaning as he felt his lips being covered with the sticky mess, Gibbs attempted to grab Tim's shirt and pull him back down.

"Uh uh!" Tim exclaimed as he removed Jethro's hand from his shirt. Throwing one leg over his lover's belly, Tim was now straddling him and took a seat, careful to avoid sitting on the semi erect cock a few feet away. Looking into Gibbs' eyes, Tim once again reminded him that he was in charge. Not wanting to break the thin barrier of cum on his lips, Gibbs nodded and waited for Tim's next move.

"Good, I'm glad we're on the same page. I'm not going to warn you again, mister!"

Leaning over once again, Tim pressed his lips against Gibbs' and forced his tongue inside his mouth. The cum made the kiss stickier and Tim had a hard time moving his tongue around without creating 'spider like webs'. After a few moments of dueling tongues between the two of them, enough saliva had been created to make the cum almost obsolete. Needing to swallow and breathe, Tim pulled away, wiped the remaining cum off Gibbs' lips and licked his finger.

As they both worked to catch their breath, Gibbs looked up at Tim, "That was hot! We need to do that more often."

"I agree, new favorite of mine," Tim declared as he picked up a small piece of ice and put it in his mouth. Winking he continued, "Want to play find the ice cube?"

"Can't believe you're even asking me that, get over here hot stuff!"

Resuming his position, Tim situated the ice cube under his tongue. "Come and get it," he teased as their lips pressed together and Gibbs forced his tongue into Tim's mouth. After doing a full sweep along the top row of Tim's teeth, Gibbs made his way to the bottom row hunting for the missing cube. Although there weren't a whole lot of places to hide an ice cube in one's mouth, once Gibbs found it they enjoyed passing it between their two mouths until it melted.

While they enjoyed exploring each others mouths, Tim wanted to get on to exploring the rest of Gibbs' body. Picking up a second cube he traced a chilly path along Gibbs' chest then followed the same exact path with his tongue. The temperature change between the two was adding to Gibbs' pleasure along with watching Tim's tongue create a path through his chest hair. He practically bucked Tim off his chest when the younger man circled the ice around his nipple then took it into his mouth and began sucking.

"Timmy...don...don't stop" Gibbs stammered, keeping one hand on the back of Tim's head. "Feels so good," he moaned as Tim alternated between using the ice and his lips around Gibbs' nipples. After repeating the same process on the other nipple, Tim sat back and watched his lover through hooded eyes. He could feel his own erection pushing against the confines of fabric and took a deep breath. If he removed his pants now, the punishment he had set forth for Gibbs would all be for not.

His lover, appearing to realize his problem whispered, "You can take them off, I think I've had enough punishment for tonight."

Shaking his head, Tim replied, "You wish! I'll suffer just to prove a point."

"Sounds like my guy," Gibbs laughed as Tim slid off his chest, both of them immediately regretting the disconnect. Seeing that Gibbs' cock was now fully erect due to his ice capades, he helped Jethro bend his knees and knelt near his feet. Wanting to tease his lover a little he swiped two finger across the weeping cock, looked Gibbs in the eyes and seductively licked it off his finger.

"Ooh, Jethro! You taste particularly good tonight."

The smile that appeared on Gibbs' face nearly took his breath away. Leaning closer he said, "You want to taste?"

Gibbs growled, "I want to taste you, Timmy."

Licking the rest of the cum of his finger, Tim slipped it out with a pop, "You should have been a good boy today, Jethro. Remember this hurts me just as much as it hurts you."

The older man attempted to sit up but was pushed back down again. "Think of it as my way to do something nice to you for a change. And don't worry, when we're on vacation there will be plenty of interesting places to do it in."

Even though Tim could tell that Gibbs was thoroughly enjoying his attention, he also knew it was hard on him not to be able to take control. Leaning down he gave him a peck on the lips, "You trust me, Jethro?"

"You know I do, Tim. I'm just ready to get to the good parts!"

Tim scoffed, pretending he was upset by Gibbs' statement. "So what we've been doing for the past twenty minutes you don't consider as good parts?"

"Of course they're good parts, in reality though I want your cock in my ass! Pronto!"

Capturing Gibbs' lips in his mouth again, Tim hummed against them, "I know you do sweetie, that's why I'm taking my time. Payback can be a bitch."

Laughing at the exasperated look on Gibbs' face, Tim resumed his position near Gibbs' feet. He picked up the older man's right foot and gently ran his nails down the sole. The action caused Gibbs to squirm and try to pull away. When Tim repeated the process, Gibbs giggled like a school girl. "You know I'm ticklish, Timmy. This is the ultimate torture."

Cocking one eyebrow, Tim then grabbed a partially melted ice cube from the bowl and ran it down the length of his lover's foot. Gibbs moaned as his cock twitched several times. "Do that again, Tim!" He begged and waited with bated breath as Tim repeated the process. Another moan of satisfaction from his lover caused Tim's own cock to throb. Wanting to see if he would get the same response from the left foot he picked it up and ran the ice down his sole and the surrounding perimeter. Gibbs writhed in pleasure as more pre cum leaked from the head of his cock. After repeating the process, Gibbs yelped, "Keep that up and I'm not going to make it!"

Knowing he had to move a little bit faster if he intended to ride Gibbs hard and put him away wet, Tim straightened and spread out the older man's legs. Climbing up in between them he looked down at the thick cock that was standing at attention. Gibbs' body trembled in anticipation when he saw Tim licking his lips and his mouth only inches from his cock. Seeing the arousal in Gibbs' eyes and the excitement radiating from his body, Tim sat back and grabbed an ice cube. Laughing as Gibbs' eyes got as big as saucers he spoke, "Don't worry, babe. I'll try not to hurt you."

Gibbs' head thrashed back and forth, "I'm not worried about that, if this ice resembles the same sensation on my dick that it did on my feet, we're both in for a wild ride."

Grinning, Tim whispered, "Well let's see, shall we?"

Nodding his head vigorously, Gibbs held his breath as Tim ran the ice cube down the length of his shaft then immediately took the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue in a counter clockwise motion. Gibbs made a high pitched scream and almost bucked off the bed. The noise startled Tim so much he dropped the ice cube and watched it roll onto the floor. "My god, Jethro! I've never heard you like that before, did I hurt you?"

"No...Timmy...it it was AMAZING! Do it again, please!" Gibbs stuttered as he looked up at his lover.

Leaning down, Tim gave him a quick peck on the lips and picked another ice cube up out of the bowl. "You ready?"

Not expecting a response, Tim once again ran the ice cube down the length of the shaft then took the head of Gibbs' cock into his mouth and ran his tongue along the underside, finishing by dipping it into the slit and swirling it around. Looking up to gauge his lover's response, he continued when he saw Gibbs' eye glued shut and his head thrashing back and forth against the pillow. After continuing the process a few more times, the amount of pre cum was becoming significantly larger and Tim knew that neither one of them was going to last much longer. Especially with the way Gibbs was panting and writhing under his control. Quickly removing his pants, undershirt and boxers he laughed when Gibbs finally opened his eyes when he realized Tim had stopped giving his cock attention. Smiling when he saw the beautiful alabaster skin of his boy, Gibbs reached up and ran his hand over Tim's chest and said, "How did I get so lucky?"

Tim shrugged his shoulders, "You're about to get luckier."

Grasping Gibbs' hand with his own he squeezed some lube in it, "Feel like preparing me?"

Gibbs glared at him before breaking out into a smile, "What do you think?" As Gibbs sat up, Tim inched closer so that his cock was within reach. Wasting no time, Gibbs glided his hand up and down Tim's shaft making sure every square inch was covered. Basking in the touch of Gibbs' callused hands, Tim threw his head back in pleasure as he waited for him to finish. Announcing that he was done, Tim grabbed a spare pillow and propped it up underneath Gibbs' hips. Settling back between his lover's legs he coated his fingers with lube and circled one finger around Gibbs' rosebud. He loved watching it quiver in anticipation of taking his cock. Since they were already stretched, Tim quickly inserted two fingers, carefully watching Gibbs' face for any signs of discomfort. Once he adjusted and was rocking back and forth, Tim inserted another finger and spread them in a scissoring motion. The moans and babbles coming from the figure below him let Tim know that it was time. Withdrawing his fingers he lined up his penis directly with Gibbs' hole, positioned his hand upon the older man's hip and gave one big thrust.

Both men groaned as Tim's cock settled in the tight channel. He planned on giving Gibbs time to adjust, but wasn't surprised when his lover immediately started rocking back and forth. Moving as one they settled into a rhythm that felt so comfortable, so right, so them. As they moved as one, like a gazelle leaping through the forest, Tim began changing his angle either brushing by Gibbs' prostate or hitting it full on. The babbles coming from the older man were a sign that he was close. Continuing a full onslaught of repeated striking to Gibbs' prostate, Tim leaned down and nibbled on the bottom half of Gibbs' lips. When he felt Gibbs' muscles begin to contract he whispered, "Think you've learned your lesson?"

Babbling incoherently, Gibbs did the only thing he could do and that was nod.

"Then come for me, you bad, bad boy!"

Gibbs knew he was just moments away from orgasm when Tim uttered those words. He loved it when they talked dirty to each other. As the tingling started from deep within and the pressure mounted, he tried to hold on but after another strike to his prostate he felt his testicles convulse and his vision go hazy as a load of cum sprayed from his penis and on to Tim's awaiting chest. As he rode the wave of aftershocks, he looked deep into his lover's eyes and watched him fall over the edge with him.

After initiating one final thrust, Tim felt Gibbs' hole tighten around his cock as his muscles contracted and he spurted a load of warm cum over his chest. Reaching the top of his peak, Tim continued thrusting into Gibbs until he felt his own balls and muscles contract as he shot a full load into Gibbs' awaiting channel. Riding the wave of aftershocks he collapsed down on top of Gibbs, smearing the cum between their chests. Both laying there, breathing heavily as their bodies continued to twitch, Gibbs placed a kiss to the top of Tim's head.

"You can fuck me, anytime, anywhere, Timmy."