AN: IDEK WTF I'M DOING RIGHT NOW. All I know is where I left off the last chapter, and now I've gotta do this THING...because it's Millisa's birthday and THIS IS JUST WHAT I DO! Now...I don't write porn where vaginas are involved anymore. Why? Because I don't even like my OWN. So I try to pretend they don't exist. This slashy porny chapter is gonna have a lot of "and she was in the corner doing stuff" vague references just because...well, I could be more creative, but I don't wanna write about my friend whom I actually know...doing personal things to her personal places. LOL So y'all just use your imagination and enjoy the slashiness.

WARNING: MANY DICKS. MUCH ASSHOLES. And I mean the body part, not an attitude. If you've gotten this far into the story and don't like slash, you're an idiot because this whole thing has been porn...with occasional plot.

Actually ya know what? I'm not even gonna get to that yet. It'll be next chapter. I needed to set this one up better and it turned out a bit long and it's already 6 minutes overdue!

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"You want me to what?" Tim asked, wide-eyed as he looked at Millisa on the other side of the bed.

"Only if you want to, I said," Millisa defended, holding a hand up. "And why wouldn't you? You told me you're bisexual. Unless you were just lying about that so I'd think you're as open-minded as I am..."

"I wasn't lying!" Tim replied. "But you know I've never...ya know...been with a guy. I'm just attracted to them is all." His cheeks flushed an adorable shade of pink, and Millisa grinned.

"Then why are you flipping about this?"

"Because it's Gibbs and Tony!" he replied, his voice slightly higher. "They'd never-"

"Oh you're worried they'd say no?" Millisa smiled knowingly.

Tim's brows pinched. "What... What's that look?"

"This is my 'I-know-something-you-don't-know' look," she told him in a matter-of-fact tone.

"What do you know?" his voice sounded smaller now, like he was afraid to know the answer.

"Mmm...now don't freak out," she replied. "But Tony and I have kinda been talking mostly jokingly for a while now about how much you enjoy my birthday present he got me last year."

"Oh my god," Tim rolled out of the bed, staggering to find his clothes. "Oh my god," he panicked. "You talk to Tony about our sex life?" He felt betrayed; face hot with embarrassment and eyes stinging. "How could you do that? For god's sake..."

"Hey, calm down!" Millisa stated firmly as she stood and made her way around the bed. "You think Tony doesn't know we use that thing?" she asked with a raised brow. "What the hell are you so worried about, huh? You think he would've given that to me to torture you with? You think he doesn't know how that gift would bring you just as much pleasure as it does me?"

"You don't understand..."

"No, you don't understand," she countered. "You don't even know why you're panicking right now."

"I'm pissed off!" he retorted.

"No you're not. You're embarrassed," she told him. Tim looked down, trying once again to locate his clothes. "You think you should be embarrassed, but you have no reason to be. Look, I never disclosed any details, okay? Tim!" she grabbed onto his face, hands on either cheek to make him look at her. "All I did was thank him for the present and tell him you enjoyed it too. The rest he figured out on his own."

"And you joke about it together," he replied, voice cracking against his will, and he tried to turn away again, but she wouldn't let him.

"No. That's not what we do. Will you just sit down and let me explain?" Tim stood there for a moment, unsure of what his next action should be. His gut told him to run away. Run away from the humiliation. But his heart knew to trust Millisa. Even to trust Tony, for that matter. Tony might be a jerk at times, but Tim couldn't fathom him teaming up and sharing embarrassing jokes at his expense with Millisa.

He moved back to the bed and sat down, head hanging loosely forward. Millisa sat beside him. "Hear me out before you say anything, okay?" She didn't wait for a response. "Day after my birthday last year, I texted Tony to thank him for the present. I told him you liked it too. A lot. And I maybe told Tony not to get any ideas about stealing you away from me." Tim looked at her, opening his mouth to speak, but she held her hand up to stop him. "Just let me finish." His mouth closed, lips pressing together in frustration. "I said that if you ever did end up wanting to try that, to at least let me watch." Tim flushed pink again. "Tony said Gibbs doesn't share, and neither does Tony. That was the end of that." Tim's face seemed to relax a bit into relieved skepticism, and his worried his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked at her. "But then...after we got back from that trip to Roanoke, Tony sent me a...slightly odd message. At first I was a little pissed because it meant he'd talked to Gibbs about what we'd said."

"Oh my god..." Tim's face fell into his hands.

"But then I realized, hey, that's Tony's lover. Of course they talk to each other. And it's been a whole year since that, right? Neither of them have ever said anything to you, have they? They haven't acted any differently, right?"

Tim thought about that for a moment, then slowly pulled his hands away from his face. "No, they haven't acted any differently," he said softly.

"Exactly. So it's not like they thought it was a completely unfathomable thing."

"Uh..."

"Tony said that Gibbs said that he'd like to do it." She sort of held her breath at that point, trying to gauge his reaction.

Tim seemed a little confused as he looked at her. Disbelieving maybe. "Do it?"

"Sex, Tim," she clarified. "You, Tony, and Gibbs. He said that we're all comfortable in our sex lives and with each other, and that it could be fun. I don't think that's something Gibbs says to many people, Tim. I think that it could be really, really...hot."

Millisa didn't take her eyes off of him, watching as he seemed to process the information. There was no more anger or embarrassment in his features or stature anymore. But the panic began to ramp up, if his increased breathing was any indication. "Tim?"

"Gibbs and Tony...wanna...they wanna have sex...with me?" he asked, eyes flitting about in the air in front of him.

"They're game if you are. That's all," Millisa told him. "There's no pressure. It's just an open invitation. You don't have to say yes." She looked down for a moment, her eye catching the bulging in McGee's boxers. She smiled. "But by the look of you," she said as her hand moved to cover the bulge, "I'd say you probably wanna say yes."

Tim looked at her then, not saying anything at all, but reached up and pulled her to him, crushing his mouth to hers hungrily...

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Mil: Operation Pink Dawn is GO.

Tony stared at the message for a full minute before Gibbs pulled him out of his gaze.

"What is it?" Gibbs asked.

Tony turned his head toward the man in bed beside him. "Remember that threesome you were all gung-ho about in Roanoke?"

"Yeah," Gibbs replied with a nod.

"You still game for that?"

Gibbs shrugged. "Why not?"

"I dunno. I think it's a great idea, but I don't want it to be weird for anyone once we're back at work."

"Are things weird for any of us now?" Gibbs asked with a raised brow.

"No."

"You think that's gonna change? We've all but screwed in front of each other already."

"Well...I guess maybe that's...kinda true, huh..."

"If you're apprehensive about this, we don't have to-"

"No. No I'm good! I promise," Tony replied. "I just... I love you. And I...kinda guess I love McGee too. I just wanna make sure we do this right; not mess anything up between us."

Gibbs pressed forward, sneaking an arm around Tony's middle and pulling him back against him. His face nuzzled the younger man's neck. "As long as you don't plan on leaving me for him, I think it'll be just fine," he said with a small laugh.

"Hell no I wouldn't leave you," Tony replied. "I'm in love with you, and you satisfy me in every way possible," he said as his arms wrapped around Gibbs'. "I'm attracted to Tim, sure. And I love him. But not like I love you. Never gonna love anyone like I love you." He turned in Gibbs' arms and pressed his lips to his...

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The next day was Friday. End of the work week, especially since there were no new cases. But paperwork kept them busy. Around one, Gibbs sent Tony and McGee off to bring back some lunch. He winked at Tony when the two left the bullpen. They'd planned this all out.

They chatted like normal on the trip to the restaurant and back. But once they were back in the elevator headed up to their floor, Tony stepped forward and flipped the switch to stop it. Then he got up right behind McGee and put his mouth beside his ear.

"You're still coming over tonight, right?" he asked seductively.

"Y..yeah," he replied, breath quickening as sparks shot through him like live-wire.

"I just wanna make sure you really want this," Tony said, snaking his arms around McGee's waist slowly, one of his hands making its way down toward the zipper of his pants. "So...do you?"

"Uh..." Tim was having a hard time forming words. Tony's hand was cupping over a quickly growing bulge in his pants.

"Don't drop lunch, Timmy," he told him, flicking his tongue out to tease behind the younger man's ear. McGee whimpered. "I just want you to be prepared," he told him, rubbing Tim's erection under his palm. "We're gonna make your first time so good for you. We've got it all planned out."

"H...huh?"

"You're gonna drop that bag. Here," Tony reached with his free hand and took it from him, setting it on the floor out of the way before he moved back in place and pressed his half-hard cock against Tim's ass.

"Tony..." Tim whimpered again, grabbing for the handrail beside them with one hand, while the other instinctively settled on top of Tony's busy hand. Not stopping him, but just holding on.

"Gibbs is gonna be your top," Tony told him, and McGee's heart skipped so hard in his chest it hurt for a moment. He couldn't breathe. And now Tony's hand was moving from his cock, up to the waistband of his pants and down into them, grabbing hold of Tim's cock as he spoke, "And I'm gonna be your bottom."

"Fuck...oh..." and he was coming, hips stuttering as his fingers clamped down on Tony's arm.

Tony hummed encouragingly into Tim's neck as he milked him through it. "Oh yeah, Timmy... Tonight is gonna be so much fun. Make sure Millisa preps you real good. Gibbs doesn't like to wait. He will, mind you. He'll sit there and watch me stretch you open for him. And we'll do that some time. But I don't think either of us is gonna wanna wait tonight. Gibbs has me wearing a plug right now." Tim whimpered again, spent cock twitching against Tony's stilled hand. "He stretched me open so good this morning and put that plug in and told me not to take it out until tonight. He wanted to be the one to make sure I was ready for you, Timmy."

McGee had no time to react to that before Tony was suddenly pulling away.

"Let me help you clean up," Tony said as he dug into the bag for some napkins. "Can't very well be sitting around in your own mess the rest of the afternoon, can you?"

"Tony, I..." Tim looked nervous suddenly, and Tony stepped in front of him with the napkins.

"Relax, Tim," he told him with a lazy grin that met his eyes. "We just wanted to ease you into the water a bit, so to speak. We didn't want you to walk in and feel all nervous and shy."

"I...uh...I don't know that that still won't happen," Tim admitted, taking the napkins from Tony and cleaning himself up a bit.

"Well," Tony replied, taking the wadded up napkin from Tim's hand and stuffing them into his pocket. "Maybe this will help a little." He stepped forward and took Tim's face in his hands, pressing his mouth against his. Tim made a surprised sound, but quickly relaxed as Tony's opened him mouth against his. The kiss was deep, yet gentle at the same time, and Tim found himself almost lost in it before Tony all-too-soon pulled away. "Oh, and just FYI," he said as he bent over to pick up the bag with their lunches. "Just because I'm the bottom of the sandwich tonight, does not give you any authority over me in the field." He reached over and flicked the switch to start the elevator back up.

McGee gaped at him for a long moment.

"Get it together, McHotness," Tony told him sternly. "Or everyone's gonna know exactly what just happened."

Tbc...