Tim woke to his lover's hands and mouth trailing gentle yet fiery hot paths on his skin almost everywhere. With Leroy still lying spooned behind him, he was already in heaven and he hadn't even opened his eyes or moved a muscle yet. Mornings were going to be something he looked forward to if this first one was anything to go by. It was nice not having to wake up alone; really nice. He rolled over and snuggled into the older man's chest, taking that moment to really take in and appreciate the man's ' unique scent as one of his lover's hands moved to his hair and began carding it soothingly.
Either Leroy wasn't yet aware that Tim had woken or he knew and had chosen to give Tim whatever time he needed for himself before starting the day with conversation. Either way the moments of snuggling with peace and quiet still in place did Tim's heart and mind good since he was struggling to process what had happened last night. He couldn't help but feel keenly disappointed in himself. Here he'd planned everything and thought it all out until he couldn't have thought any longer – and almost nothing went according to his plan – nothing, that is, after they'd come back inside from watching the sunset.
Not that he wasn't elated about the way things happened after that; no, he had no complaints at all; well, only one – and it was a biggie – but he only held himself responsible. Tim knew he could easily be pushed over the edge, but had never before experienced anything like last night. It nearly blew his mind – and at the same time, upset him because he knew that was why his plans had fallen apart. He just wasn't sure he could ever make up for it. Maybe he could do it this morning. As he turned away from his lover's chest, just enough to glance at the clock on the bedside table, he felt a wave of disappointment so intense, it nearly crushed him. 0800! Damn it! There was no time!
Closing his eyes, he mentally forced the disappointment to the back of his mind and refocused on the new day – and what was supposed to be the vacation of a lifetime – not just for him – but for Leroy as well. When he'd made these travel arrangements, he'd managed to do it for two – with the idea that Leroy would be able to take anyone he wanted to when the time came. That had worked out beautifully – especially since he'd managed to make alternate arrangements for the older man's really big Christmas present. He couldn't wait to see his lover's react on when that time came.
Effectively refocused now, Tim nearly purred from the attention to his hair that had continued all the while that he'd been thinking so hard. As he opened his eyes to meet the day, he found himself staring directly into the eyes of his lover; whose bottomless oceans of blue were openly worried, even as his hands remained busily trying to soothe Tim and still caress his body everywhere.
"Okay?" Leroy asked in genuine concern.
Tim nodded even as he offered an almost whisper-quiet answer. "Yeah."
"Tim?" The older man pushed, knowing damn good and well that something was bothering his lover. It was worrisome that the young man had just spent the first ten minutes he'd been awake thinking whatever it was on his mind, nearly into the ground before allowing himself to relax and greet him and the oncoming day.
"As good as that feels, we have to get going," Tim reminded him as he forced himself to get up and head toward the chair where his clothes were. "I'll go get us some coffee if you want to jump in the shower first." Having skirted the issue at hand successfully and gotten enough space between them that things could move on, he breathed an internal sigh of relief.
"Join me." Leroy suggested with a straight face, although determined to get the answers soon. "It'll save us time."
"Oh, no it won't." Tim smiled as he deliberately put more space between them. "There's no way we'd get outta here at all if we went that route now."
Leroy grinned as he began to get up, his feet already finding the floor. "Hmm. You could be right about that."
"Could be?" Tim scoffed. "I'll have your coffee waiting for you when you get done."
"C'mere." Leroy ordered seductively as he stood, letting the covers fall back to the bed, standing naked before his retreating lover.
Fighting back the wave of lust that washed through him at the sight before him now, made twice as hard to resist by that tone from Leroy that always pulled at him, Tim closed his eyes for a brief minute and deliberately took several deep breaths, letting each one out slowly. Opening his eyes once more, he finally found his voice. "I'd love to, but we've got a flight to catch. We have to leave in half an hour." He reminded his lover infusing his tone with genuine regret "It'll have to wait until tonight."
"Spoilsport."Leroy groused good naturedly, his eyes twinkling as he took in the way Tim was fighting with himself not to take him up on his offer.
"Right. We'll see if you still think that way when we get where we're going later today." Tim laughed as he headed out of the room, his own change of clothes in hand. There was no way he was going to tempt fate by showering up here. He was right. As much pleasure as Leroy had shown him they could give each other last night, Tim would never want to leave the house again. It was hard enough having to leave with that final plateau of pleasure still not having been reached between them – if he didn't leave the room now, they might never get to the airport!
Less than a minute later he was back, the most sheepish of looks on his face.
"Something wrong?" Leroy asked calmly as he froze; pillow in one hand and blanket in the other as he paused in stripping the bed.
"I think I'm beginning to suffer from memory problems." Tim admitted.
"What'd I miss?" His lover asked in surprise.
"Oh, nothing. Except our flight's not til 3:45 this afternoon."
Leroy tightened his grip on the pillow – and threw it at Tim's head.
***NCIS***
Heated and wet from the shower he'd managed to get in while Leroy had gone downstairs for a fresh cup of coffee; once the pillow fight had ended with the lamp toppling off the nightstand, Tim stepped out of the tub –straight into the solid wall that was his lover.
"Goin' somewhere?" That rumbly timbered voice went straight to Tim's cock, as it danced to attention and came awake and alive.
Hands reached out to propel him back inside the tub but stopped as they held him secure at the shoulders. Before he could blink, his mouth was captured and drawn into a battle of wills, fueled by the ignited fire of lust Tim felt roaring up from his soul and could barely control the lightning speed in which it left him nearly breathless.
He'd already discovered that all he had to do was look into his lover's eyes or touch him and his lust for the man would take over. Now was no different and he couldn't get enough of him. Letting his hands wander of their own accord, he soon had the older man groaning his pleasure as Tim's fingers captured him, squeezing him gently before oh, so slowly running and down his length relentlessly. On top of the elation he felt at this extra time they had today – this moment – this sound of his lover's reaction to his touch – nearly made his heart burst with happiness.
Pulling back from the kiss with the need to breathe, Tim found himself crying out in unexpected ecstasy as his own swollen and weeping rod was swallowed whole and milked for all it could give by the warm, tight cavern that was his lover's mouth. "OH, God!" he moaned gutturally, grabbing desperately at the towel bar on the wall beside him for support. "So good! Don't stop!"
His lover's hands held him steady as he was swiftly backed up to the wall and the attention to his cock became relentless and pressurized just right, sending wave after wave of pure pleasure ricocheting all through his body. As the sensations rose up from deep within him, Tim found he couldn't even hold his head up anymore, letting it fall backwards to the wall with a thump. "Oh, God! Leroy, don't st….oh! Cuming! Oh…" his impending release had him keyed up and babbling, the white hot heat laying his self-control in tatters at his feet.
With a final firm milking pulling on his cock just right, Tim lost his footing over the edge and was gone, his shout of ecstasy filling the air, going straight to Leroy' own almost painfully hard cock while the older man held his lover tight through his release. Struggling to hold on, Leroy lost his grip as his own release took him over in Tim's wake.
***NCIS****
Lying together in the wake of their first round of orgasms, the older man affectionately carded Tim's hair while the younger man lay back against him where they sat up against the headboard, quietly talking.
"This is what was bothering you when you woke up this morning, wasn't it?" Leroy asked him quietly now that Tim had opened up and told him what was on his mind.
Tim couldn't help but lean forward and turn enough to look into his lover's eyes. "I've spent so long fighting myself over wanting this, holding out on you, keeping you waiting at arms' length. I waited until yesterday to reward your patience. I feel bad we still haven't gone there yet." Tim replied in all seriousness.
"Hey. You hear me complainin'?"
"No. But you never complain. You've been so good to me. Letting me work into things gradually the way I asked."
"How 'bout we stop talkin' and just relax, hmm? I'm hungry and not for food." The seductive tone in his lover's voice re-set the mood and in an instant all thoughts of the conversation, were gone.
Tim swallowed hard as his lover's mouth came down for his own and soon their mouths were feasting on each other's, their tongues dancing and dueling as they wrapped each other up in arms that didn't want to let go. For countless minutes, the dance waged on until, finally, the need to breathe too over and together, they pulled away.
As Tim rested his head on his lover's shoulder, panting heavily he felt the older man's arms tighten around him comfortingly. Together, they rode out the effort it took to regain their normal breathing patterns. Lulled almost into a light snooze on the older man's shoulder, Tim was startled when he was gently propelled to lay back, his lover looming over him, caressing his cheek.
"Wherever this leads, is fine with me. It's still a beautiful gift and I treasure every minute of it." He punctuated his rare expression of sentiment with a tender kiss to Tim's temple.
Caught up in the sensual aura that had come over the room, the young man said nothing, preferring to let his lover keep control of what happened next.
"You need a rest?" The older man asked.
"No. "Tim was quick to answer his lover's concern. "I…"
"Go on."
Tim swallowed hard. "I…"
"Don't wanna stop until we reach the top this time." Leroy surmised as he thrilled Tim by once again reading his mind in a difficult conversation.
"Yeah."
"We can do that. " The promise in those four little words almost took Tim's breath away.
The look of anticipation and relief on Tim's face made the answer worth it, all by itself.
What came next was unexpected and elicited a yelp from Tim as the junction of his neck and shoulder was sharply nipped. "Ow!"
"Next time, just talk to me!" His lover chastised him in a growl.
Massaging the sore spot with his hand, Tim nodded in silent agreement.
"We clear?" Leroy pushed as he fought to shove away the anger he felt at the needless internal upheaval his lover had put himself through out of stubbornness.
"Clear." Tim quietly agreed before moving in for a kiss he could no longer wait for. The time had come and he intended to make the most of it.
***NCIS***
"Gonna taste you all over.' Leroy teased softly, countless electrifyingly passionate moments later, as they worked to recover their breaths to normal levels.
Still feeling the buzz from the impassioned kiss and caresses they'd gotten caught up in giving each other, Tim shivered in anticipation and rising need that he was already losing control of. The sound of Leroy's voice and the seductive promise that came with it sent a spasm of hot lust to his already hardening cock, wringing a moan from him that he could not stop.
"Starting right here." The older man continued seductively in warning just before he suckled a nipple, his cobalt blue eyes staying on Tim's and his face wreathed in a smile.
"God, that feels so good." Tim murmured. "Don't stop." He begged, squirming without hesitation.
"That's it, Tim." Leroy urged gravelly. "You like that?"
"Oh, God!" Tim moaned feeling more pleasured than he had ever before experienced in his adult life. "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 the ultimate release he had yet to experience.
What seemed like hours later and both Tim and Leroy were nearly mindless under the waves of lustful pleasure, the fires of which they stoked between them. Tim moaned in unleashed ecstasy at the hands of his lover, his senses alive to the touches administered to him, stirring his responses and turning up the heat. It wasn't long before he couldn't keep his body still or his head down any longer, his eyes sought those of his lover, wanting, needing to read them and get lost in them.
Watching Tim squirm and nearly go mindless from the pleasure he was heaping on him nearly drove the silver-haired man over the edge. Taking a deep, yet ragged breath, he refocused – needing to take this all the way this time – for Tim – for both of them. He swallowed hard and leaned in to urge Tim to change things up now.
"Raise your arms over your head." he urged him, his voice still rough with rising passion. "Keep them there."
Completely trusting his lover, Tim obeyed immediately without hesitation, though he couldn't help but feel a stab of disappointment that he wouldn't be able to touch the man as they scaled this mountain together. He found comfort and strength in those hands and it was disconcerting not be able to touch them.
"Watch the mirror on the wall." Leroy coaxed as he began to blaze new fiery trails under his slowly moving fingers as they caressed Tim's body everywhere they could reach, beginning with the soles of his feet and moving upwards in sure, yet gentle strokes.
Tim smiled and tried to relax. He turned his head to look in the mirror that hung on the wall across from the bed. Time lost all meaning as Leroy meticulously massaged every inch of his younger lover's body, no place going untouched, his mouth planting kisses in every nook and cranny in the wake of his fingers.
"Mmm." Tim murmured. "So good to me."
Leroy smiled at the appreciation in his lover's words. "That's the way it should be."
Silence moved in, a silent partner in these surreal moments filled with rising need, want and passion as the massage traveled over every inch of Tim's body, followed by nips and nibbles and even kisses.
"Oh, God!" Tim moaned sometime later, feeling more pleasured than he'd ever before experienced in his adult life as his lover's hands reached his nether region and with whisper soft strokes, touched him everywhere there before moving north. "Feels so good, Leroy." He murmured with genuine appreciation as his legs shifted on their own, on fire with want and need for more.
Leroy looked up at Tim and saw his eyes were closed. He licked Tim's cock then sucked on the tip, swallowing down his pre-cum before taking it all the way in his mouth.
"AH!" Tim cried out in absolute ecstasy. "Oh, God! oh, don't stop!"
As the overpowering wave of breath-stealing pleasure roared through his veins, Tim's hands convulsed on the sheets as he wantonly writhed and arched, begging for the release that was just beyond his reach. "Oh, God! Leroy! Let me cum!" He begged.
"Not yet. Gonna take you all the way, now, Tim" Leroy breathed out raggedly, as he continued to feed the flame that was already close to incinerating his lover's control, one caressing brush of his warm hand on the younger man's swollen, throbbing cock at a time.
A shudder rippled through Tim's body at his lover's lust-filled, passion glazed promise that met Tim's eyes when they opened, and the erotic image it invoked and his body couldn't help but react, almost instinctively, his legs opening wider and his knees bending on their own.
"That's it, Tim." The older man breathed out as he rested his hand on the side of Tim's head and brushed his thumb over his cheek. "Ready?"
"God, yes. Please! I want to be yours, completely." Tim entreated, his body already alive and filling with wanton tension and hunger, restlessly moving on the bed.
Reaching out a hand, Leroy connected with the young man who sighed blissfully as the older man took his hand and spoke from his heart. "Already mine, Tim" His lover promised him hoarsely. "Already mine."
No sooner had he spoken then he took one of Tim's fingers into his mouth and suckled it, his eyes locked on those oceans of beautiful green in an erotic gaze that heated the very air between them. Taking each finger in turn, the older man suckled it briefly before letting Tim have it back, enjoying the uncensored vocal response to the attention all the while.
"Mmm." Tim murmured at the unexpected pleasure that sent him – going straight to his already rigid and weeping cock.
Letting the young man have his hand back, he moved his hands back to his lover's groin and once again, wrapped them around the impressively hardened and pulsing muscle. As his fingers strayed, they moved to his round globes and gently played with them and alternating back and forth relentlessly, keeping Tim's focus there until moving to the sensitive skin behind them, then back to his cock once more.
Gently, he squeezed it before letting his fingers return to caressing it to give him something to focus on as he rubbed a finger of his other hand over Tim's hole.
"Oooh! So good!" The younger moaned as the waves of pleasure rolled through him.
As he felt Leroy' finger gently swirling the lubricant around his entrance and massaged down to his hole, Tim drew in a sharp breath but let it out in a slow whoosh when his brain registered the erotic pleasure still being heaped on his cock with his lover's other hand. As those fingers kept going, he shivered in anticipation.
The cold sensation soon warmed as Leroy thoroughly caressed his hole before pushing his lone finger inside and stopped, waiting for his lover's reaction.
As he became accustomed to the feeling of his hole being breached, Tim couldn't help but push back slightly in search of more and only then did his lover ever so slowly start pushing his digit in and out. Tim smiled softly as his eyes flickered closed briefly before they opened again.
As the relentless hand on his cock was replaced with the warm, tight cavern that was his lover's mouth, Tim nearly came up off the bed in both ecstasy and shock. His eyes instantly flew open and grounded themselves in those smoldering blue orbs now darkened with lust and hunger, already watching him. The look, the feel, the pleasures wrung a moan of pure pleasure from his lips.
Tim felt the attention on his hole, focusing him just enough that his lover sucking on him didn't send him over the cliff. Tim's hands bunched around the blanket and his head tossed restlessly as his lover redirected his focus with a firmer sucking on his rod for a moment before that finger returned to Tim's hole, now pushing inside and again, he couldn't help but cry out as the pleasure his cock was experiencing overwhelmed all else. "Oh, God! Oh, God, Leroy! Don't stop!" Nearly going out of his mind with anticipation and heightened pleasure, Tim squirmed and nearly begged for more, his breaths coming in loud pants as his body writhed in rising uncontrollable need. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. He had to let it out some more. "More! Please, Leroy, more!"
Leroy smiled tenderly at the most erotic sight he'd ever seen since he'd lost his lifetime bed partner. The young man's frenetic restless search for more spurred him on. "We'll get there." Leroy finally crooned to his lover, releasing Tim's cock for the moment, just before he leaned down and swept his mouth up in a seductive kiss, his finger still working at stretching Tim's hole.
Before separating from the kiss, he inserted a second finger, swallowing the young man's hiss of discomfort into his kiss. His free hand milking Tim's cock kept the sensations coming at multiple levels to help his lover adjust easier and with less discomfort, as the younger man's now continuous moans of pleasure gave testament.
With a smile on his face at his lover's open responses, Leroy deliberately stayed quiet and let the only sounds be Tim's sensual cries while he put more lube on his fingers and started rubbing over his lover's hole with a little more pressure than he'd used before and slipped a third finger inside.
"Oh!" Tim cried out in surprise and discomfort as his body instantly stilled. The warm cavern once again sucked his cock in, distracting Tim and wringing another guttural moan from Tim's lips, obliterating the discomfort he'd felt on his hole. "Ooh! Leroy! Ooh, don't stop!"
With three fingers inside his hole now, Tim felt stretched and uncomfortable which stilled his body's frenetic movements, though the lust still roared through his veins from the vacuum going to town on his cock. He could barely hold back the now familiar tightening in his balls and the wave of heat rolling through him from down deep, heralding the oncoming orgasm.
Tim reached up towards his lover's cheek and Leroy stopped sucking on the younger man's already straining cock and leaned in for another kiss. Tim just relaxed and enjoyed the attention as his lover paused in his slide back down his body to kiss his nipples, earning the older man yet another passion filled moan of pleasure.
"Feel good?" Leroy asked throatily, leaning up to kiss his lover tenderly on the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, God, yes!" Tim moaned as he surged up into that warm wet cavern that had just descended on his weeping cock once more.
While his fingers of one hand stretched and flexed inside Tim's body, Leroy sheathed his own cock with a condom and lubed himself up with the other, groaning as he barely kept from exploding from all the barely contained pent up lust. He rubbed some more lube over Tim's hole, lined himself up and stopped, worried not only about hurting his lover, but that he wouldn't be able to make it so pleasurable for him that he'd come away from this moment with good memories enough to bring him back, rather than scare him off.
"Leroy." Tim's almost anxious tone reached through the older man's indecision and pulled him through,
"Relax," Leroy quietly urged his lover, a gentle caress down his cheek to calm him.
Tim smiled and nodded that he understood. Leroy' eyes met Tim's as he pushed his hard and straining cock just inside the young man's hole. As soon as the look on his lover's face changed, Leroy froze, giving Tim a minute to become accustomed to his size and the feeling it gave him.
The older man was grateful he could read his lover so well and could use that ability to climb this mountain with him, without undue pain. Patiently, he waited until his lover squirmed, signaling his readiness for more. Only then, did he move again, inching forward a little at a time, his lover's virgin passage almost painfully tight on his own needy, aching cock.
As Tim relaxed under his lover's continued stroking of his cock and full small globes beneath it, Leroy continued slowly pushing until he was all the way in, earning himself a groan of pain mixed with pleasure..
"Okay?" he asked.
"Yeah." His lover answered huskily, his voice broken with emotion and strain, their eyes locking onto each other and feeding each other's passion-fueled fire.
Leroy leaned over him and drew him into another passion laced kiss that lasted this time, until Tim started rocking against him.
"Not sure how easy I can be, Tim." The older man warned, his voice rough with tightly leashed control. "Been a long time."
Tim smiled with open invitation. "Take me, Leroy. Please, just take me. No need to be gentle."
"Don't wanna hurt ya."
"You won't."
The trust in that statement in the midst of this most intimate of levels to their relationship, left Leroy in awe as it shredded the last remnants of his self-control. Kissing Tim tenderly one more time, he deliberately fed his burning hunger enough from Tim's nectar, that the fire was stoked to incendiary levels, with a desperate need to be quenched.
"God, Tim. You feel so good! " The older man panted as he thrust long and hard, deliberately hitting his lover's prostate at least once every other stroke, turning Tim into a writhing, increasingly desperate pile of boneless goo, the vocal reactions coming non- stop now.
All the muscles in Tim's body tightened instinctively and his hands tightened around Leroy's waist and it was all Leroy could do to keep going without letting himself go over.
"Oh, God! Oh, God! Leroy! Feel….so….good…. OH! CUMING! NNGGGHHH!"
Feeling Tim tighten around his cock and hearing the absolute ecstasy in his lover's cries as he finally found his release, was all Leroy himself needed to fall over the edge. He moaned loudly as he came hard and deep inside Tim, then collapsed onto the younger man's chest, panting heavily.
***NCIS***
As soon as his breathing had evened out and he could think clearly, Leroy rose up and looked at his lover. Hovering above him and stroke his cheek, smiling as he finally spoke into the moment. "You feel so good,"
"Don't feel so bad yourself." Tim offered back tiredly, finally fully sated and content that he hadn't let his lover down; that they'd finally climbed to the top. They'd climbed that mountain and now they could take this trip together whenever they wanted, as often as they wanted and God, did he look forward to it!
Reaching out, Tim's fingers stroked his lover's hair, silently but with all the tenderness he felt in this moment.
Leaning into his lover's attention, Leroy couldn't resist kissing him again, tenderly, gently, and ooh, so erotically, as if drawing them back to the moment their passion's fuse had been lit.
Wrapping his arm around his lover's neck, Tim pulled him closer, meshing their mouths even tighter, the heat rising between them once more. Still wrung out and now breathless, Tim was quick to pull back, panting and completely done in.
"I'm glad it took us this long, Tim. I wouldn't have missed any of our journey for the world." Leroy murmured as he stroked the young man's hair.
"It has been amazing." Tim admitted reverently as exhaustion finally pulled him under and he nestled into his lover's arms as sleep took him away.
