Teenage Memories
Chapter 7
Warning! This chapter contains M rated stuff. (Can I be the first one to say, 'YES!'?)
"You sure you're going to be okay alone? You can stay at my place if you'd like." Gibbs said when they arrived at Tony's house. And Tony nodded with a slight smile.
"I'll be fine, in fact, if he suddenly home tonight and he can't find me," Tony said and make a fake chocking noises and make a hand gesture across his neck, "I'm dead. And also, I don't know where your place is."
"Don't say that, Tony." Gibbs said with a serious look. "Let me know if you change your mind and if anything happens?" Gibbs asked, almost with pleading tone. Tony was pretty amazed.
"Yes, of course. But no, I'm sure nothing would happen." Tony said with a slight nod and he look back at Gibbs, "So, I guess, see you later?"
Gibbs smiled, "Yeah, see you later." Gibbs said and he reached out to cup the side of Tony's face and kissed him shortly but also sweetly. When they pulled away, Tony was smiling. He gets out the car and wave slightly at Gibbs before he walks toward his door without looking back. Gibbs finally drives away after Tony's door closed. Gibbs drives back to the school to attend the football practice for the game that will start in three days. The practice still starts in fifteen minutes, but he was driving in a rush. He need to find Dylan and knock some senses into his head. And when he arrived, it does not take long for him to find Dylan. Dylan was still with his friend and was wondering around the school hallways.
"Gibbs! Glad to see you my friend." Dylan said loudly, throwing both of his arms up, like he was offering a hug. Gibbs growled under his breath and pushed him forcefully into the lockers.
"Dude, get off him!" Dylan's friend said, sounded demanding. Gibbs staightly turn toward him, staring with a sharp, killer glare with icy blue eyes.
"Go away." Gibbs growled under his breath, the guy just look confused and stand there like an idiot. "Leave!" Gibbs yelled, voice echoed around the empty hallway. The guy did, running as if he was chased after by a group of guarding dogs. Gibbs turned back at Dylan and saw the pain look in his face, he supposed from where he was holding his shoulder so hard against the locker. But he did not care. "Tell me one reason why you do that to Tony." He growled in front of Dylan's face. And he suddenly scowled at Gibbs' words.
"Oh, Gibbs. He deserve it. Can't you see? He's a loser, his father doesn't even want him and he send me to this fucking detention!" Dylan said, his voice raising with every word. "And he need to learn a lesson, just like I told you, he should watch his back." Dylan said and Gibbs growled once more. He pulled Dylan back before shoving him to the lockers, hard, again. Dylan yelped and his nose scrunched up, hissing.
"If you don't like being pushed away from football, Dylan, you should be smart enough to know that you need to stay away from Tony." Gibbs growled. And once more, Dylan scowled.
"Oh, wow, you're supporting the little fag." Dylan said and his anger rise. He punched Dylan as hard as he could with his left hand. Dylan coughed and spit some blood off his mouth.
"You say one more insult about him, you'll regret it." Gibbs said and before Dylan could answer, he continued. "And I want you to leave him alone, if you got problem with him, you go trough me first." Gibbs growled.
"Yeah, whatever Gibbs. Now let go of me." He spat and Gibbs did. "Just thought he's manly enough to deal with his own business. But I was right, that little fag was not." And just almost befor Dylan finished his sentence, Gibbs grabbed his head and shoved it into a locker making Dylan dizzy and fall down to the floor. Gibbs was about to kick his guts before he heard the other guy pleading words. "No, no, don't, please." And Gibbs stopped. Sighing he said.
"Just stick to my words. Leave. Tony. Alone." He said before he walked away.
Later that day, half an hour after the football practice finished, Gibbs felt his phone vibrate. He take it out and saw a text from Tony.
'Done with the practice? Hope it doesn't break you.'
Gibbs smiled. He hadn't thought that Tony would be one kind of texting all the time person, but now he does, and he likes it. With a smile lingered in his face and he was carrying his backpack in his other hand, dragging it along with him, he write back to Tony.
'Yeah, it's over. I'm glad that it doesn't break me, but I am really tired, though.'
He sent it and he continued walking into his car and unlock it. He open the driving seat and he got inside and start the car, waiting for it to warm up. Then, again, his phone vibrate. He open up the text that is from Tony.
'Well, training does that to an old man. Talking of age, how old are you exactly?'
Gibbs smiled at the text, Tony had a weird sense of humor and some curiousity that came out of no where. He noticed that his car had warmed up and he text him back before start.
'Well, I am not old, Tony, maybe you are just too young. And I am at the edge of my teenage years.'
Gibbs drives himself home, well a small rented place in the second floor of an old book store, actually. But, he had made the place as home. His father's shop is just a block away, so is his father's house. His father give him this place, it is a pretty nice place, though. Not so small, not even dirty when the first time he move in there. He throws his backpack away and throws himself in the bed, pulling out his phone to find a couple of texts. He read the first one first. It was from his father.
'Leroy, can you go down to the shop? The new couch had arrived; I can use some of your help.'
Gibbs sighed and rolled his eyes. He was tired; he's not in the mood to carrying a huge ass couch. He groaned but he thought it's his father after all; he'll do anything for him. So he answered an agreement and said he'll be there soon. Then he opened the other text and smiled when he realized it is from Tony.
'You are 19, yes? You're older than you should be, but I attended to like older guys ;)'
Gibbs chuckled and punched the words.
'Okay, whatever you say, Tony.'
He sends the text and went downstairs and walked his way toward his dad's shop. When he was close enough to see the shop, he see his dad sitting in a couch that is still in front of the shop, a cup of coffee in his hand and a newspaper in the other. He's father is pretty weird in a funny way. He then jumped himself next to his dad in the couch and tapped his shoulder.
"Great, you're here. Now help me!" His dad said and he jumped off the couch and clapped his hands, "Come on, up you go." He said and Gibbs groaned.
"But dad! I'm sore!" He groaned and throws his head back.
"It'll start to rain soon, Leroy." His dad said and crossed his arms across his chest and Gibbs groaned once more before he finally gave up and helps his dad take the couch inside. When it got in, the rain starts. "I told ya." His dad said.
"Yes, yes dad." He said with a light chuckle.
It was getting late and Tony is hungry. He opened every drawers of the in his kitchen and he found nothing. Just a bottle of ketchup and some sugar, the rest was gone. His dad often out of the house, so, he doesn't really care about food at home. Or even anything else at home. So he went back to his room to take his wallet and take the key of his father's motorcycle and get on it, wearing a leather jacket. He was aware of the weather outside, and he was not taking a risk of being sick; he doesn't have time for that. He went to every block, he doesn't know where else to buy stuff other than his favorite shop near the home, which had already shut down. Then after about fifteen minutes of driving around, he found a small shop, five blocks away from school. He was starting to get cold. He then parked his black, huge motorcycle and take off his helmet. He walked inside the store in a rush and take off his jacket. The small bell ringed and the owner greeted him.
"Welcome!" The man in his mid forty said and smiled warmly at him. Tony smiled back slightly. "What made you came here with a motorcycle in a middle of the rain, young man?" He asked and Tony shrugged.
"Was really hungry, couldn't find any food. And add really cold for now." Tony said and the man chuckled. Tony then starts looking around the shop. He takes a loaf of bread, a jar of peanut butter and a handful of snacks. And also, he makes himself a cup of warm chocolate. And he went straight to the man to pay.
"Is this all?" The man asked and Tony nodded. The man also nodded and starts scanning each food. Then another voice came in.
"Hey, Dad! Where did you put my jacket?" The voice yelled.
"At your old room, you're not going to go back to your place right now, right?" The man yelled back and there's a little rustling and the other guy showed up. Tony's face lit up when he recognized the guy.
"Nah, only an insane person would go out to a huge rain like this." Gibbs said and Tony chuckled.
"Well, I know for sure that I am not an insane person." Tony said and Gibbs raised his head and saw Tony, his face too, lit up. "Hello, Jethro." Tony greeted with a smirk. Gibbs, wait no, Jethro smiled at Tony with an amused look.
"Tony! What are you doing here?" Jethro asked, amusement was obvious in his tone. And his dad stare at him amused; he doesn't know Jethro would let out emotions like that in front of his friends.
"Was hungry, figured I should buy something or I'll starve to death, so I went down here." Tony said and Jethro shook his head.
"You're soaking wet!" Jethro said with a 'for crying out loud' tone.
"Well, so you know each other?" His dad said and Jethro nodded.
"Yes, dad, this is Tony, my friend. Tony this is my dad." He said and Tony offered a hand and Jethro's father shook it gratefully.
"Nice to meet you, Tony. You call him Jethro, must be a really special friend." Jethro's dad said and Tony blushed slightly.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Gibbs."
"Please, call me Jack." Jack said and they both let go of each other's hand.
"How'd you get here?" Jethro asked and Tony shrugged and then shivered.
"With a motorcycle." Tony said and Gibbs sighed.
"Dad, can I borrow your truck?"
A few moments later, Tony is seated next to Jethro in Jack's truck. Tony's bicycle loaded at the truck. Jethro was waiting for the car to get warm and Tony was warming himself up.
"You're so stupid, Anthony DiNozzo. You could have got lost in a goddamn rain!" Jethro said as he watched the younger boy warming himself up. Tony shrugged and shoved both of his hands in front of Jethro's face. Jethro give him a questioning look.
"Blow it, do something, please." Tony pleaded and Jethro immediately took Tony's hands in both of his and blow his hand. The warmth of Jethro's breath soothed Tony. He sighed as he finally felt warmer. Jethro was rubbing his hands and then he was warming up all of Tony's body; rubbing it, hugging him and kissing him.
"Why'd you go out like this?" Jethro asked and Tony shrugged.
"I told you, I was really, really hungry. I could not find anything to eat at home." Tony said and Jethro nodded, pushing him away, but still cradling him in one arm.
"Drink your chocolate. Would make you feel better." Jethro said and Tony nodded. Reaching out for his chocolate with trembling hand, he felt the car starts moving. Then Jethro starts driving, with Tony still in his arm. In a couple of minutes, they arrived at Jethro's place and Jethro parked the truck under a sealed place. They both went outside and strode into Jethro's place in a hurry. When Tony was inside, he looks around, studying the room.
"Hey, Jethro?" He called out. After a while hearing noises of Jethro shuffling trough his drawer, searching for a well fitted shirt for Tony to wear, he finally heard an answer.
"Yeah, Tony?" He asked back as he walks back to the room.
"Your dad is really, really cool." Tony aid in an awe and Gibbs chuckled and sit himself down next to Tony, wrapping arm around his shoulder.
"Oh, you haven't got to know him, alright? He's a pain in the ass, but he's my dad, so yeah, that doesn't stop me from loving him." Jethro said and Tony nodded and snuggled close to Jethro's shoulder. "I found some of my old shirts and a pair of black jeans, too. I don't know if it'll fit you, but it'll worth the try." He said, handing Tony the pair. Tony took it and kissed Jethro's cheek.
"Thank you." He whispered and he slips away toward Jethro's bathroom, taking a hot shower. While Tony was taking a shower, Jethro is looking toward his movie collection and choose a movie to waste their time until the rain stops. Jethro choose one of his favorites; The Bourne Supremacy. He put it on and let the title play on and on while he prepared some snacks and wait until Tony was done. A few minutes later, he heard the shower being turned off and a few minutes later, Tony came out, hair wet and was neatly combed, not like his usual messy, spiked hair. His shirt is hanging loose in Tony's body, the sleeves were longer and the pants are a little baggy when the pants barely fit Jethro's legs. Jethro smiled at the sight, he was glad he could see this side of Anthony DiNozzo, 'cause he looks so damn cute.
"What are we watching?" He asked as he made his way toward Jethro, whose still standing on the kitchen set, reaching out to take a snack from the drawer.
"The Bourne Supremacy." Jethro said and he shrugged, "You can choose something else if you want." He offered but Tony shook his head.
"Nah, I love the Bourne movies, they are great." Tony said and he circled his arms around Jethro's waist, clinging into him. They both made their way to the couch and played the movie. At the first ten minutes, Tony was watching seriously. But then, he started yawning. Jethro smiled, he know how exhausted he must felt, so he pulled Tony into his arms, Tony automatically buried his head into Jethro's neck and fighting to keep his eyes open.
"Sleep Tony, it is getting late." Jethro whispered into his ear and Tony look out the window. It is almost dark, but the rain has not stopped.
"I have to go back, tough." Tony slurred and Jethro shook his head and pulled Tony's head back into his shoulder gently.
"Stay, darling, I'll take you to your place first thing in the morning for you to get dressed, then we'll go to school together. It'll be fine." He whispered into Tony's ear and Tony merely nodded and closed his eyes, a hand fisted on Jethro's shirt. And after a while, his breathing becomes heavy and Jethro was sure that he is asleep. Jethro watched him sleep for a while, then he continue watching the movie. Half an hour later, he turned the TV off and wake Tony for a bit to take him to bed, but Tony was half awake when Jethro bait him to go to bed and when he finally successfully tucked Tony in, he went to the couch and makes himself comfortable. He thought on sleeping in the bed also, but he thought they were too fast for that, so he takes the couch. And one last glance toward the bedroom, Jethro slept.
Three days later, Tony was sitting in the front row of the football stadium. Wearing his usual dark grey jacket and a plain black shirt, he sat with his friends, cheering for their school's team. Jethro was still sitting in the bench; Dylan was up as the captain. But then, when a guy was thrown too hard to the ground and pass out, Jethro was called in. Jethro throw a last glance at Tony and smirked at him.
"You go boy!" Tony yelled and clapped his hands. Henley looked at him and makes awing noises, in teasing tone.
"Romance in football stadium, how romantic." Henley said and Tony rolled his eyes and shoved Henley.
"Dude, don't tell me you are actually dating that Gibbs, second 'b' for bastard." Len asked in a shocked tone and Tony laughed.
"Nice nickname you've got for him, but yeah, I am. And he's not that much of a bastard, though." Tony said and he shrugged.
"Yeah, of course to you he's not a bastard." Len said in his usual gruff tone.
They continue watching, yelling aloud when Jethro made a run and scored for the first point in the entire game. Since that score, every player keeps adding more score. And it turned out to be a really good game. In the last five minutes, their school team is winning over two points. It was really a hard fight for the team to keep their score. Every one of the team keeps being pushed away brutally. Then in the last minute, a guy from the other team ran really fast across the field and Jethro from the other side ran into him and take the ball and make a run into the other way. He ran trough everyone he passed, and everyone was on their feet. The time was ticking and Jethro was halfway there. When he was almost there, a very big guy blocked his way and hit Jethro hard that Jethro was shoved almost a foot away. The crowd made an 'ohh' noises as Jethro stayed on the ground and the guy take the ball from his limp grasp. Tony's eyes widened and he panicked, but when Jethro stood up, the game was over and Jethro take off his helmet, revealing a bloodied face that came from his nose and mouth. Tony made a quick way down the stairs of the stadium and wait in a few distanced places and when Jethro finished the short celebration, he quickly comes to Tony.
"Ouch, that must hurt." Tony said and Jethro laughed. "But I am sure it worth the winning?" Tony asked and Jethro nodded.
"Totally does, come here you." He said and he pulled Tony to his arms, kissing him softly and carefully, not wanting to spread the blood to Tony's face. When they pulled away, Tony caressed Jethro's face.
"Are you okay, though? You fly pretty far." Tony said as he wiped the blood off Jethro's face by his jacket sleeve. Tony got a worried expression that is rare for Anthony DiNozzo.
"I am fine, let's just go back, alright?" Jethro asked and Tony nodded and then they walk toward Jethro's car side by side, hand brushing against each other's and Jethro finally intertwined their fingers. Tony was smiling. The car ride was filled with Tony's compliments of Jethro's skills in the game and Jethro is smiling as he drives. Moments later, they were in Jethro's place and they made a quick enter. Jethro sat down in the couch while Tony take a washcloth and went back to Jethro to clean his face.
"Does it hurt?" Tony asked as he brushed the washcloth gently, erasing the traces of blood underneath Jethro's nose and mouth. Jethro simply shook his head. "Good, don't want my favorite player to be hurting." Tony said and he put the washcloth away. "Done." He said softly.
"Thank you." Jethro said and raised his hand and reste din Tony's neck, pulling his head so that their foreheads are touching. They stared into each other's eyes, blue met green. Then Tony closed the distance and kissed him. At the beginning it was gentle and sweet, but then it turned more deep and passionate when Jethro licked Tony's lips and Tony opened them and Jethro was having his own tour around Tony's mouth and Tony was moaning softly whenever Jethro passed a special spot. Then Tony found himself being pushed into the couch and knowing where this is going and he wanted Jethro so bad, so he pulled away and whispered.
"Jethro." He gasped, he was still panting and breathless. "Take me to the bed."
Jethro's eyebrows rose, "Are you sure Tony?" Jethro asked.
"Please, Jethro, I want you." He said in an almost pleading tone.
"You don't think we're moving too fast?" Jethro asked, and yeah, it may be considered being too fast, they had been partners for only four days for crying out loud!
"Fuck being too fast, I've wanted you from the first time I saw you, Jethro." Tony said and he reached out for Jethro's face and kissed every spot in it. Then Jethro simply nodded. They both stand up and made their way to the bedroom. Jethro pushed Tony softly toward the bed and climb up close to him; kissing him again and Tony take off his jacket and shirt. Jethro pulled away and admired Tony's tanned chest and ran his fingers on his chest, playing with the nipples and nipped at Tony's neck. It was not Jethro's first time, but it's his first time with a guy.
"Jethro." Tony moaned. He felt so good, he never felt like this, it was his first time, ever, but he somehow found himself thrusting Jethro to take care of him. His fingers were playing at the hem of Jethro's jersey and he pushed Jethro away to take the jersey off and followed by Jethro's pants, stepping out of it leaving the boxer brief on. There's a huge bulge on it and Tony was hungry for it. Tony stand on his feet and he turned Jethro around to sit at the edge of the bed and he knelt in front of him.
"You're going to suck me off, Tony?" Jethro asked, raising an eyebrow and Tony blushed.
"I don't have any experience, but I've seen a lot." Tony said in a challenging tone.
"Okay then, impress me, baby." Jethro said and give Tony a quick kiss before Tony went down to his knees and was staring at the bulge. Tony massages the bulge gently and Jethro moaned, hand fisted on the bed sheets. Tony then pulls the boxer off, revealing the huge member of Jethro's. Then he started to lick from the base up, licking off the precum. Jethro was moaning, Tony's tongue felt so good and he was impressed if this is really his first attempt. Then Tony starts sucking on the head, teasing him. Jethro groaned. "Don't tease me, Tony." He said and Tony finally shoved the whole length into his mouth. Breathing in and out steadily and then he started sucking and moving his mouth. Jethro is moaning and gripping on Tony's hair now, pulling and tugging making Tony moan and sent a wave of vibration down his member. Jethro was so close, but he did not want to come yet so he stops Tony, even though he really wants to continue enjoying that magical mouth. "Can't come yet, baby, now, take off your pants and you underwear for me?" Jethro asked and Tony did. When he was exposed, Jethro said. "Impressive." And Tony blushed.
"Shut up." Tony whispered and Jethro smiled at him before guiding him back to the bed.
"Lay down, Tony, on your hands and knees." Jethro whispered low against Tony's ear making Tony shivered and he propped himself on his hands and knees, his hole exposed toward Jethro. "Nice ass, Tony." He whispered and he take his finger into the front of Tony's face and let Tony suck it, shivering at how Tony's tongue swirl around his fingers and then he pulled it back and teased one finger against the hole.
"Please, Jethro." Tony whispered and as if that is a command, Jethro pushed his finger in and Tony moaned. It does not hurt, but still, it's a little uncomfortable. Then Jethro starts pushing in and out and add another finger that mad Tony moaned once more, and he scissoring the fingers in Tony until he is loose enough. Then Jethro pulled his fingers out and reach out for a bottle of lube in the side lamp drawer. He popped the bottle open and smears it all over his member. But just before he lines himself, Tony speaks up. "I want to see you." He said.
"Tony, it's your first time, its better that we do it this way." Jethro said in a gentle tone but Tony shook his head.
"Please, Jethro, please, I need to see you." He begged and Jethro finally nodded. Tony turned around and lay back on his back and Jethro lined himself up and stared down at Tony. Tony snakes his arms around Jethro's neck then nodded. Jethro pushed in slowly and when the head was in, he saw Tony closing his eyes, breathing hard. He noticed that he still only felt pain and he lean down and kiss him all across his face to distract him. Then, Tony opened his eyes and kiss Jethro in the lips and Jethro pushed all of his length inside Tony. Tony was moaning into Jethro's mouth. After waiting for Tony to adjust, Tony was begging for more and Jethro started to move. As he moves faster and faster, he learns that Tony was a quiet one. He just moans softly and takes in sharp breaths. He had thought he do something wrong, but Tony's hand clawing his back says otherwise. Then suddenly, Tony moaned louder than he did before, cursing and begging to hit that spot again. He smiled as he found his lover's bundle of nerves and he continued trusting. He was getting close, and he can tell that Tony is also close by how fast he was breathing.
"Felt so good, Tony, so close." He moaned and he reached his hand out to take Tony's member in his hand and stroke it in time with his trusts. Then he felt Tony take in a sharp breath and his walls tightened around Jethro and then white substance flies across both of their stomach. It does not take a while until Jethro finally came too. After they both came down from their high, Jethro take his member out of Tony and lay next to the younger boy.
"That was fantastic." Tony whispered, sounded proud.
"Yeah? The best first time ever?" Jethro asked as he pulled Tony to his arms and snuggled close to him, Tony lay his head across his chest.
"Yeah, best ever." Tony said and he looks up at Jethro with a smile and Jethro leaned down to kiss him. And Tony snuggled closer and sighed, soon he was asleep. Jethro stared at him for a while then he finally slept too.
Author's Note: Hey, sorry that I forgot last week, but here I made the story extra long. Hope you like it! R&R please :)