The sun was setting as they pulled up to the hotel where they were staying during their visit to the Falls. Quickly following the signs for valet parking, Gibbs stopped the car and jumped out, the look of arousal evident in his eyes. Tim laughed and slowly exited the vehicle knowing his pokiness would drive Gibbs insane and heighten their sexual pleasure. Ever since they had stopped at customs and had the conversation regarding Gibbs' fantasy to see Tim in only a Mounties hat, the older man couldn't keep his hands off him. Not that Tim was complaining. It was as if a switch had been flipped and the lovemaking predator had taken over. By the time Gibbs had the suitcases out of the car the bellhop was making his way over with a cart. Gibbs politely waved him off, in his mind that was another person holding up their sexual escapades. Chuckling at his lover's behavior, Tim handed a tip to the valet and walked over to join Gibbs who was waiting impatiently by the door.

The lobby of the hotel was bustling and a long line of people waited to check in. Gibbs growled at the crowd and leaned down to whisper in Tim's ear, "Don't know how much longer I can hang on Timmy."

Tim laughed as he surveyed the long line of people and then out of the corner of his eye spotted the VIP check in. He pointed at the sign and headed in that direction, "There are some perks of dating a famous author. I booked the reservation under Thom E. Gemcity."

That appeared to relax Gibbs a little as there were only a few people waiting at the VIP desk. Noticing a gift shop across the lobby Tim pointed it out to Gibbs and smiled. Knowing what the younger man was implying, Gibbs winked at him and happily strolled over to check it out. As Tim finished checking in, Gibbs bounced out of the shop carrying a bag and a grin that could have split his face. Meeting in the center of the lobby, Gibbs held up the bag, his arm shaking in anticipation of what was to come. Chewing on his bottom lip, Tim felt his cock twitch and looked around for directions to the elevators. "We need to hurry, Jethro. Now I don't know how much longer I can hang on."

Following the crowd of people they found themselves in front of the elevators and were relieved to see one designated specifically for the penthouse suites. Sticking his room key in the slot the doors opened and both men practically jumped in. As they made their way up to their floor, Tim chuckled, "Look there's the emergency stop button. That brings back a lot of good memories. I wonder how many 'meetings' actually take place in these elevators."

Spying the camera in the corner, Gibbs growled and nipped Tim's earlobe, "You're lucky there's cameras in these elevators; otherwise I would bend you over and fuck you until you saw stars."

Turning serious for a moment Tim replied, "Yeah, that's all I need right now. Some security dope selling pictures to a gossip magazine of Thom E. Gemcity with his pants around his ankles while another man," he casually squeezed Gibbs' hand and continued, "fucks the living daylights out of him. "In that case we wouldn't even need to go to my family reunion, my parents would already know. That's not the way I intend to tell them either, Jethro."

Gibbs was taken aback by Tim's response. Surely his lover knew he was joking and would never intentionally do anything that would publicize their very private lives. He loved Tim and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt him. As the elevator stopped and the doors opened, Tim became concerned when he turned to Gibbs and realized the grin he had been sporting throughout the day had been replaced by a scowl. Sighing, he took Gibbs' hand, escorted him off the elevator and down a long hallway to their suite. Slipping the key card in the lock, Tim pulled the handle down and pushed the door open. Trying to gauge how upset Gibbs was he joked, "You want me to carry you over the threshold babe?"

Raising an eyebrow, Gibbs simply patted him on the cheek and stepped inside. Taking a deep breath Tim dragged his suitcase in and let the door slam behind him. The suite was massive and included two bedrooms along with a small kitchen and a family room area. Although the suite was elegant and fit for a king the best feature was a large window spanning the length of the room that overlooked Niagara Falls. They stood at the window, mesmerized by the millions of gallons of water as it plunged over the Falls. Tim took hold of Gibbs' hand, brought it up to his lips and kissed it. "I was wrong," Tim spoke softly as Gibbs turned to look at him, "I get to see two natural beauties tonight."

Pulling him into a hug, Gibbs ran his hand up and down Tim's back as they watched the water plummet, "It is pretty incredible."

"I'm just glad I get to witness this incredible feat of nature with my true love."

Brushing Tim's hair off to the side, Gibbs gave him a gentle peck on the lips and broke their embrace. "Let's go check out the rest of the suite."

Tim's shoulders sagged as his lover walked into the master bedroom. He knew Gibbs was upset over his comment in the elevator and he didn't want it to linger any longer. This was supposed to be a romantic night for the two of them and now he was afraid he had screwed it up. Walking over to the table, he picked up the bottle of champagne he'd ordered prior to their arrival and popped the cork. Pouring a glass for each of them he devoured one of the small sandwiches that had been added as a gift from the hotel as a thank you for staying with them.

Walking into the master bedroom Gibbs took a deep breath and looked around. A huge plasma television hung on one wall and a king size bed adorned the other wall. Another window gave them a spectacular view of the Falls and Gibbs pictured himself lying in bed with Tim wrapped in his arms as they fell asleep watching the hypnotic motion. Before any of this could happen though, he needed to know what Tim meant by his comment in the elevator. He understood where the younger man was coming from, but also believed Tim should know he wouldn't risk destroying his career or reputation because he couldn't keep his hands to himself.

Sighing, he stepped into the bathroom delighted to see a large hot tub taking up one corner along with a regular tub and shower on the opposite wall. Deciding to relieve himself he looked between the toilet and bidet and shook his head. When did civilization become so fancy? Quickly taking care of business he flushed and washed his hands pleasantly surprised when the towel he grabbed was warm. Shaking his head again he touched the other towel and found it was also warm. Gently putting his finger on the towel bar he realized that it was heated thus keeping the towels warm. Crazy technology he thought, although it would be nice to get out of the shower and have a warm towel to dry off with.

Stepping back into the family room he was greeted by Tim who offered him a glass of champagne. There was a moment of silence as they both took a sip and then simultaneously spoke.

"Jethro."

"Tim."

They both chuckled lightly and stood staring at each other until Tim grasped Jethro's hand and guided him towards the couch. "I owe you an apology, babe." Tim revealed as he sat down and pulled Gibbs into his lap.

Gibbs cocked one eyebrow and was about to admonish his lover for uttering those words. However, before he could speak, Tim put his finger up to his lips. Following a quick nod of understanding from Gibbs, he removed his finger and began, "Apologies are acceptable between lovers Jethro. I want to clarify what I said earlier in the elevator." Running the back of his hand down Gibbs' chiseled cheekbone he continued, "We both enjoy our privacy and I know you would never do anything intentionally to jeopardize it."

The older man nodded again and was about to reply when Tim sighed and rubbed his brow, "I don't want you to think that I'm not proud to be with you either. I'm so grateful that every night I fall asleep in your embrace and every morning I get to wake up beside you. The stress of telling my family is making me say some crazy things, but I want you to remember that I have never or will never be ashamed to let people know that you're the only person for me."

"Aww Timmy." Gibbs exhaled and taking the champagne glass out of Tim's hand, placed both glasses on the small end table next to the couch.

Wrapping his arms around Tim's neck he rested their foreheads together, "I understand it's stressful and would never suggest having sex in an elevator when we know there are people watching." He chuckled and continued "Now I can't promise that when there's nobody watching…" Tim fake scoffed and slapped him on the thigh. "I love you; Tim. I'll always take your side unless of course I'm right." They both chuckled at that remark before Gibbs went on to finish, "We're in this together and no matter what happens you're still my Timmy."

Nudging his nose against Gibbs', Tim sighed, "You're the only person on this planet that I allow to still call me Timmy. Although Abby does sometimes even though I've told her countless times to stop. I think it's fair that you have a nickname only I can call you."

"Besides stud, handsome, tiger, cowboy, babe?"

"Uh huh."

"What did you have in mind?"

Tim thought for a moment. What nickname could he give him that he'd never heard anyone else use before? Something that he would feel comfortable saying in public if he chose to. Suddenly the light bulb went off and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I've got it."

"That was fast, lay it on me, babe."

"I've decided your new nickname will be, Gibbsy."

Pulling back to see his lover's reaction, Tim was surprised when he just shrugged his shoulders and said. "Could be worse." He chuckled at the look on his lover's face, "With your adorable personality; not to mention your hot body you can call me whatEV…"

No longer able to control his urges, Tim caused Gibbs to yelp as he suddenly grabbed his cock through his jeans and started stroking it. Crashing their lips together, Tim used his tongue to demand entry into the older man's mouth. Upon opening his mouth, Gibbs moaned as Tim ran his tongue along the back upper row of teeth and then quickly moved down to the bottom and repeated the process. Coming up for air, Gibbs sucked on Tim's full bottom lip like it was a piece of candy and tweaked his nipple through his shirt. Giving a breathy laugh they looked deep into each other's eyes, discovering fully dilated pupils that were eager to begin the next step. Without a word spoken between them they quickly began unbuttoning each other's shirts tossing them in a pile on the floor. Motioning for Gibbs to raise his arms, Tim quickly removed his undershirt with one swoop. Running his fingers through the silver mound of chest hair he leaned closer and inhaled, sighing as Gibbs' scent radiated through his nostrils. Tim loved the scent that always accompanied his lover, it made him feel safe and loved as well as aroused. Burying his face against the older man's neck, Tim sucked on his collarbone leaving a small hickey before inhaling once more and pulling away, "Ah, yes, that's my Gibbsy."

Gibbs groaned in delight at the husky tone of Tim's voice calling out his name. He could feel his cock straining against the fabric of his boxers and was eager to set it free. Grabbing the bottom of Tim's undershirt he yanked it over his head and dropped it to the floor. Smiling, he ran his fingertips down the soft alabaster skin, tweaking Tim's left and then right nipple. The younger man bucked in pleasure causing Gibbs to slide off his lap and onto the couch next to him.

"Whoa, Timmy. Someone's engine is revved and ready to go."

The younger man smiled in anticipation as Gibbs reached for his belt buckle and began unbuckling it. Repeating his lover's actions, Tim did the same but gasped when his hand reached the buckle and he was suddenly pinned against the arm of the couch while Gibbs kissed him deeply. His tongue glided in and out of Tim's mouth, exploring every orifice before he broke the kiss. Propping Tim's legs up on his thighs he unbuttoned his jeans and slowly slid them off and onto the floor. Licking his lips at the sight of Tim's cock protuberating beneath his boxers, Gibbs slowly ran his fingertips up each thigh until he reached the waistband of the boxers. Tim shivered in expectation as the rough callused hands of his lover made contact with his warm flushed skin. As Tim lifted his hips, Gibbs slid the boxers down over his erect cock, moaning as the thick mushroom head stood at attention once it was free from the confines of fabric.

As Gibbs swiped his finger across the weeping head, Tim closed his eyes and thrashed his head back and forth. The callused finger and swiping motion stimulated his cock further. Inserting his finger into his mouth he greedily licked the pre cum off and hummed, "Timmy, you taste so good."

Tim's breathing hitched, "Want to taste you, Gibbsy."

That declaration reminded him that his own penis was begging to be released from the cocoon of fabric it was encased in. Quickly removing his jeans and boxers in one fluid motion, Gibbs groaned as his cock bounced free, fully erect with pre cum dribbling down the shaft. Swiping his thumb up the shaft to the head he offered it to Tim. Immediately engulfing Gibbs' thumb in his mouth, he sucked it like a Popsicle, savoring the taste of his lover before slipping the thumb out with a pop. Smacking his lips he smiled, "I love tasting you, babe."

Returning the smile, Gibbs' eyes roamed down Tim's unmarred naked body stopping at the thick bobbing cock that was desperate for attention. Cupping Tim's balls in his hand he massaged them between two fingers and sighed, "You're everything I've ever wanted Timmy. But there is one special piece that is missing." Reaching over he grabbed the bag from the gift shop and pulled it towards him. Tim had a fairly good idea what was in the bag, but he learned long ago to always expect the unexpected when it came to Gibbs. Delving his hand into the bag, a huge smile appeared on Gibb's face as he pulled out a Mounties hat and slipped it on Tim's head.

"It's a replica, obviously they wouldn't have the real deal here but it certainly works for my fantasy."

Adjusting the cap so it was snug, Tim laughed, "This is bringing back memories."

His cock twitched at the sight of his young lover in the hat he'd fantasized about him wearing each night while he drifted off to sleep before they began a relationship. Since they had become involved, Gibbs had forgotten about it until their stop at customs.

"You look so hot, Timmy. Thanks for helping me fulfill one of my fantasies. And since this is my fantasy we're going to do things my way."

"I love it when you're bossy." Tim sighed but was confused when Gibbs stood up, took his hand and led him over to the window.

"Babe we're going to need some lube." The younger man reminded him only to realize Gibbs had a trial size bottle in his hand.

"Picked this up at the gift shop, figured it would be easier than worrying about that big bottle."

"Good idea, Gibbsy. Wow...look... now that it's gotten dark they have lights shining beneath the Falls and the colors are creating a rainbow. It's simply breathtaking."

"Right now Timmy you're the only thing I see that's breathtaking."

Before the younger man could respond Gibbs was peppering his neck with kisses, sucks and nips. Moaning as their cocks rubbed together, Tim threw his head back giving Gibbs more room to work. Slowly inching down from his neck, Gibbs took Tim's right nipple in his hand and tweaked it. The pleasure caused Tim's knees to knock together as he held onto the wall for support. Taking the erect nipple into his mouth, Gibbs circled his tongue around it and lightly clamped down on it with his teeth. Gasping at the combination of pleasure and pain, Tim ran his fingers through Gibbs' hair several times as he continued to suck and nip on the nub. Fumbling with the bottle of lube, Gibbs coated his fingers and moved onto the left nipple. Adamant on giving it the same attention as the right, he took it into his mouth and circled his tongue around the rigid nub. As he continued sucking he reached down, patted Tim's inner thighs and mumbled, "Spread Em!"

Panting, Tim quickly spread his legs in anticipation of what Gibbs had planned next. Never taking his mouth off Tim's nipple the older man reached down between Tim's legs and used his lubed finger to orbit his puckering hole. Moaning in pleasure, Tim threw his head back against the wall as Gibbs slowly inserted one finger, which was instinctively clamped down upon. The good thing about them having sex everyday was they were both stretched significantly and didn't need a lot of prep time. When he felt Tim relax he gave his nipple one final suck and moved to his lips. Capturing the younger man's full bottom lip between his own, he quickly thrust a second finger into the hole. Groaning against Gibbs' lips it didn't take Tim long before he found a rhythm and was sliding up and down the wall, fucking himself on Gibbs' fingers. Knowing it wouldn't be too long before his lover was close to falling over the edge he was careful to move his fingers to avoid hitting Tim's prostate. By the time Gibbs added a third finger and used a scissoring motion to stretch him, Tim was babbling incoherently. Afraid he would come before he carried out his entire plan for the two of them, Gibbs removed his fingers causing the younger man to break the kiss and look at him blearily.

"Jethro, what the hell? I was almost there!" He whined not noticing that Gibbs was thoroughly coating his own cock with lube.

"Timmy, I have an idea that will satisfy us both and I've always wanted to try. What makes it even more special is we'll have a full view of Niagara Falls and each other while doing it. Do you trust me?"

Tim smiled coyly, "Of course I do, this little experiment from one of your Internet searches?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Gibbs pumped his hand over his cock a few times and threw the bottle of lube to the side.

"C'mere Timmy."

Gibbs took his hand and pulled him forward, while stepping in to take his place against the wall. Tim's eyes widened as the older man leaned against it, their location in the room giving them the perfect view of the Falls right outside their window. Tim suddenly looked nervous, "We're going to have sex standing up?"

Gibbs nodded, "Yeah, against this wall. You said you trusted me." He growled and continued, "I'm ready for my Mountie to mount my dick!"

Biting down on his bottom lip, Tim shook his head, "What if I hurt you babe? I'm a lot of weight to hold and thrust into at the same time."

It had been a long time since Tim had been on the receiving end of that stone faced stare Gibbs was currently directing his way. He adjusted his Mounties hat that had become disheveled during their play and finally nodded his approval. Stepping closer he asked, "How do you want to do this? How am I going to get UP…?"

Before he knew it, Gibbs had wrapped his arms around his waist and was picking him up. Instinctively he wrapped his legs around Gibbs' flanks and gasped as his lover's thick cock penetrated his hole and slowly swallowed it. When Gibbs had finally bottomed out he groaned and readjusted his grip so that both hands were firmly planted on Tim's ass. Tim was shocked that Gibbs appeared to be handling all his weight with no problem.

"I'm impressed, babe. Your new nickname is going to be Super Gibbs."

"Too much talking!"

Thrusting into him several times he alternated angles, jabbing Tim's prostate with every other thrust. Screaming out in pleasure, Tim gasped for air as he wrapped his arms around Gibbs' neck and forced his tongue inside his lover's mouth. They played dueling tongues each of them fighting for control over the kiss. Between his cock being rubbed against Gibbs' hairy stomach and the stimulation to his prostate, Tim knew it wouldn't be too long before he fell over the edge. Breaking the kiss as Gibbs thrust into to him harder, he bit down on the older man's shoulder as his balls tightened up and the pressure built up from deep within.

"Tim...m...y!" Gibbs grunted, feeling his teeth sink into his skin. He knew both of them were close as he continued thrusting, sweat pouring down his brow as they moved as one. Feeling his balls contract he gave one final thrust, nailing Tim's prostate sending the younger man over the edge. Tim bellowed as a steady stream of cum rocketed out of his penis and landed on Gibbs' belly. As his ass contracted around Gibbs' cock he heard a loud roar from his partner and felt his channel being filled with hot semen before everything went black. Riding the wave of orgasms Gibbs slid down the wall with Tim still impaled on his cock and landed on the floor with a thud. Working to catch his breath as their bodies continued to twitch from the aftershocks he smiled when he noticed Tim was already asleep. Gently tapping his face, he roused him enough to slide his limp dick out and groaned at the loss of contact. Gently removing the Mounties hat he crawled over to the couch, grabbed the blanket and rejoined his lover on the floor. Gathering Tim up in his arms, he lay back down and was once again mesmerized by the soothing motion of the Falls. He chuckled as he thought back to earlier when he imagined lying in bed and holding Tim while they allowed the Falls to lull them to sleep. The floor certainly wasn't as comfortable as the bed would have been, but he was with the man he loved and that's all that mattered.

A/N I have a cat named Gibbs who I affectionately refer to as "Gibbsy." I know it was used in the most recent episode of NCIS, but I want you all to know that it was my intention to use it in this story long before that episode aired.