The Morning After
Morning sunlight slipped through the crevices of the vertical blinds in the bedroom window, disrupting the perfectly erotic dream of the young man still caught up in the magic and the passion of the night before. Even now that he was awake, his mind refused to let go of the paradise he'd found, launching him once more, back to those magical moments in full vivid color replay.
**Flashback**
"I promise you, Tim." his lover soothed in his ear, followed by a gentle kiss on his ear lobe. 'This is just the beginning. It only gets better from here."
The water had begun to cool before Tim was nudged into moving from his contented cat nap even though he'd been lying back against Leroy in the tub for almost an hour already. It had fast become his favorite position to be in, lying back against the man of his dreams, cherished and held in those arms that never seemed to be in a hurry to let him go.
"C'mon, Tim. Gotta get out. Water's turnin' cold." The older man gently moved Tim up off his chest and braced himself on the towel bar as he stood and stretched the kinks out of his neck and back. Reaching down, he helped pull Tim to his feet, their slickened bodies quickly colliding, sending an electric current through both of their relaxed rods as they touched unexpectedly. Suddenly, the air was filled with a renewed unspoken thirst for more, leaving Tim gasping for breath even as he clung to Leroy' shoulders and shifted his rapidly swelling cock against that of his lover's again in order to find that electric jolt that felt so far beyond good, he couldn't describe it or get enough of it. "That feels so good." Tim whispered as he continued to shift repeatedly to find that contact yet again.
Leroy chuckled as he returned the favor by turning the heat up a notch; groaning in erotic agreement as he held Tim tight around the middle of his back, so their groins were kept together; letting Tim make all the moves this time.
It wasn't long before Tim was almost over the edge, his body movements jerky and restless as the fire rising up within him burned almost too hot for him to handle. "Leroy, please." He moaned in the abandonment of pleasure so intense he couldn't think straight.
Again, Leroy smiled, his own fire stoked hot enough to scorch them both if he let it get out of control. Soothingly he gentled Tim's movements and let his strong but gentle hands wrap themselves around both of their now swollen and throbbing members, stroking them over the heads, just as he knew Tim needed. "Just let go" Leroy softly urged him
"Oh, God! Oh... I..." Tim babbled in ecstasy as everything tightened up on him, the fire racing through his veins.
"Cum for me, Tim." Leroy urged him gruffly as he nipped him at the juncture of his neck and shoulder.
"AAHH!" Tim shouted as he flew off the cliff at long last, his vision blurring and his knees buckling.
As the silver haired man lay sitting up against the headboard now, intently watching his newly acquired young lover repeatedly shift restlessly and quietly moan into the pillow he'd practically stuffed into his mouth, obviously caught up in yet another wet dream, he can't help but relish this moment. Almost instantly his own mind took the older man back to the magic of last night and those moments he and Tim shared on that wild yet very short journey into the abyss that felt oh, so right.
***Flashback***
"Cum for me, Tim." Leroy urged him gruffly as he nipped him at the juncture of his neck and shoulder.
"AAHH!" Tim shouted as he flew off the cliff at long last, his vision blurring and his knees buckling.
Caught up in the wake of Tim's release, Leroy was lost to his own release before he can even think. "OOOOHHH!" He moaned gutturally as his body shuddered through the wave of it all.
Huddled in the bottom of the tub, both exhausted from the ride they've just taken so quickly, neither one of them give notice nor concern to the cold water they're now sitting in, but only for a moment.
Without words spoken between them to spoil the moment, Leroy helped Tim back up on his feet and turned on the shower, gently washing the now almost boneless younger man from head to toe, not stopping to induce any further sexual play between them. Surprisingly enough, as soon as he'd finished washing his young lover, Tim silently reached out and gently took the body scrubber from him, his beautiful shining green orbs filled with desire and something one might call love, locking on to his, and began to slowly and erotically wash him, taking his time to not miss a single inch of Leroy' body, either with the scrubber or with his mouth in the scrubber's wake.
By the time Tim had washed Leroy' entire upper body, the older man's manhood was once again swollen and throbbing with need, nearly dancing with the demand for attention. Before he knew what hit him, Tim was whispering in his ear.
"I've never done this before, but I want to. Will you let me?" The pleading in his eyes was almost Leroy' undoing as he held tightly to the shackles of his control, the urge to bury himself inside Tim was so strong, it almost drove him to his knees. All he could do was nod his consent and almost instantly, his cock was surrounded by the tight, moist cavern of Tim's mouth as the young man took him in completely,
"Oh, Tim!" Leroy groaned as he held on tight to the towel rack to keep from pushing himself even further into the young man's mouth. "Feels so good!"
Tim smiled around his mouthful and kept going, letting his tongue make sweeps all around the older man's cock, alternating with sucking on it as if his life depended on it. Even though he was new to the experience, his desire to get Leroy off trumped everything and he wasn't willing to stop until he'd succeeded, even going so far as wrapping his arms around Leroy' knees to lock them both in place.
With Leroy' self-control nearly at the end of its' tether, it wasn't long before he lost the ability to hold on any longer –flying off the edge he'd been holding onto all night. NGGGHH!" he exploded into Tim's mouth, his body quaking and trembling with the strength of his release.
Tim stubbornly refused to let go, taking it all in, swallowing desperately as he tried not to choke and refused to let go of Leroy. It wasn't until the older man reached down and gently pried Tim's mouth off of him, that the younger man let go, nearly falling backward into the tub in exhaustion.
Warm gentle hands now caressing his now rock hard cock, brought Leroy back out of his reverie with a wave of lust that roared through his veins before he even knew what hit him. A soft moan escaped his lips before he even realized it as he opened his eyes and found Tim watching him warily while gently working to turn the heat up on things before they'd even gotten started, his hands gently and slowly caressing him up and down his length even as it thickened and grew.
Butter could have melted with the molten heat radiating from the young man as his hands continued to work their magic, causing the older man to shift restlessly underneath him. "MMM." He moaned enticingly as he stretched languidly into Tim's caresses.
Needing a breather, Leroy reached down and gently tugged Tim's chin towards him in the silent request that the two lay together and talk instead. He smiled softly as Tim reluctantly released him and slid up to lie beside him so they could look into each other's eyes as they talked.
"Guess I don't have to ask how you're doin' this morning." Leroy smirked as he ruffled Tim's hair away from the young man's eyes.
Tim smiled softly with a large dose of embarrassment but couldn't find the words to form an answer. Still silent, he sat up and got out of bed. "Think I'll go get you your coffee." He scurried from the room after quickly slipping his sweatpants back on.
Leroy watched him flee, a frown on his face. Why was Tim running away from the chance to talk about the incredible experience they shared last night? Shaking his head, the older man could only hope, this was something that could be talked out and sorted through. Slipping out of bed, he headed to the shower, letting the scalding cascading water soothe his own aches and pains. He knew that given the chance, Tim would have gladly done what he could to help, but the older man wanted Tim to take his time becoming comfortable with this relationship.
It seemed as though that wasn't something that needed to be worried about, if these first few waking moments between them had been anything to go by. But Leroy was more realistic than that and knew that it was very likely that this initial sexual drive Tim was caught up in, to not only feel pleasure but to do all he could do to pleasure Leroy would not necessarily fade away, but could certainly become a burden Tim would force himself to carry without fail. Knowing the young man the way he did, Leroy knew the younger man would not give himself a break, finding it his sole responsibility to keep Leroy happy now.
This wasn't what Leroy wanted; not for their relationship and not for Tim's own peace of mind. He'd meant what he'd told the young man; they were in this as equals and it was up to the older man to prove that to Tim and he knew it. With a small smile, Leroy turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist before toweling dry his upper body and his hair. Several minutes later, he stepped back into the bedroom, clad only in his own pair of sweats, his hair combed back and his chest glistening with a sheen of moisture the towel had missed. Tim had been in the rest of the apartment by himself all this time, causing Leroy to worry about not only what might be going through the younger man's mind, but what he was doing to occupy his time since he hadn't returned to the bedroom yet. Hell, was he even still here or had he bolted for a run or somewhere else in embarrassment?
Taking himself to the kitchen, Leroy wasn't all that surprised startled to find Tim standing against the frame of his living room window, looking out, cradling his mug of coffee so hot, the steam was still rising over it. Making a quick trip back to the kitchen to get his own coffee, the older man stopped long enough to down his first cup and fix himself a second one, knowing Tim probably needed the time to think about whatever it was he had on his mind, anyway. Finally, he couldn't wait any longer. He wanted his gorgeous, desirable lover back in his arms. But, first, he wanted answers. Stopping to scrutinize the younger man, Leroy frowned at what he saw; worry and concern, fear and doubt, all fighting to take up space in Tim's expressive eyes.
"Tim." He greeted him quietly as he stepped up beside him, his own cup of coffee safely in his hands.
The younger man turned to face the older man, still not speaking.
"Talk to me."
Tim smiled softly yet again and took himself over to the couch so he could get comfortable while he bared his soul, since this moment was being handed to him on this gorgeous silver platter, being careful to set his coffee mug down on the table beside the couch.
Leroy followed Tim's example and also put his cup down and then took a seat on the couch, making sure to sit beside Tim, letting their thighs touch so the younger man would know he was being supported before he even opened his mouth.
"It still feels like a dream." Tim admitted quietly. "You're such a different person at work, have been for years now. It always seemed like you thought a lot more of Tony and the others than you did me. I always thought you were just barely tolerating me. This you is like someone I've never met before and it feels like …."
"Like you're gonna wake up and all of this will have never happened." Leroy let him know he understood.
"Yeah." Tim breathed out in a quiet sigh of frustration.
"Not sure I can explain it, Tim. I sure as hell can't excuse the times I left you feeling like I didn't care or cared less about you than I do the others." Leroy reached up and placed a comforting hand on Tim's neck and squeezed supportively. "But I promised you this was real and I meant it."
"So, then I don't have to worry that this is all gonna disappear in a puff of smoke the next time you get pissed at me for not getting the information soon enough?" Tim asked worriedly as he glanced at the man he now knew he didn't want to live without.
Seeing the hope in Tim's eyes, Leroy leaned over, letting their foreheads touch as he spoke quietly but with strength and conviction. "Your job has nothing whatsoever to do with what we have here. Where we go from here, has NOTHING to do with work."
"So, then you're telling me that you really are interested in me, just for me."
"Didn't I show you that last night?"
"Definately." Tim answered quietly.
"Then why the doubt now?"
"Weren't you disappointed? I'm sure you don't wanna have to settle for …"
**THAWAK***
"Ow." Tim replied almost automatically to the gentle head smack even though he said nothing else.
"I'm here with you because I want to be! You find yourself not happy with something going on between us, I expect you to let me know, but do NOT tell me that I'm settling – just because you can't see what I see in you." Gibbs growled angrily, his patience seriously slipping.
Tim silently reached up and wiped the wetness from his face as Leroy leaned over and kissed him gently, seductively and finally hungrily for a moment before he pulled back and waited for Tim to give up the fight he was waging with himself now to belief in this new, different version of who Leroy Jethro Gibbs really was on the inside.
Panting as he tried to regain his breathing, Tim nodded as he found and locked onto Leroy' gaze, As the older man's eyebrows went up in his silent question of how Tim was doing, his eyes drew darker with growing passion as he watched Tim swallow hard and almost unconsciously lean in for more.
Nearly growling with need, Leroy pulled Tim in and once again, led the dance and duel with their mouths and tongues as their kiss heated up. It didn't take long before the fire was raging between them once more as their mouths dueled for control until Tim surrendered and drank all that he was being offered, moaning in want and need as his passion surged in quick response.
Countless frenzied minutes later as they remained locked in the passionate kiss neither wanted to end, the older man was urgently reaching for Tim's sweats, sliding his hands inside as he swept his way towards Tim's rigid cock, already twitching and leaking. Stroking Tim in gently yet solid strokes, he felt a surge of pure lust roar through his veins as Tim moaned in ecstasy "God, Leroy!"
"Let's go back to bed." Leroy huskily suggested as he reluctantly pulled back to get up off the couch, gently pulling Tim up with him, letting their bodies collide, their already aroused and nearly exploding rods, set off even more electric jolts between them.
"Leroy!" Tim moaned again as they struggled to walk toward their destination. Determined to take this back to the bedroom, Leroy forcibly stepped back just enough to give them breathing room, even though he held firmly to Tim's waist as they trekked to their destination. Finally, they reached the bedroom, nearly falling out on the bed together, their lips once again locking while their bodies quickly intertwined, searching and finding that intimate contact they both needed and craved.
Leroy sent his fingers to caress Tim's face even as their kiss intensified. The younger man's arms encompassed his partner, smoothing paths of sweeping motions across arms and the back, endlessly, frantically as he moaned into the kiss he couldn't get enough of.
Pulling back with the need to breathe, Leroy worked to calm his breathing as he stared at his younger lover with such raw desire, it took Tim's breath away as he too, took this time to catch his breath again, his body quivering with need and anticipation. Watching the younger man struggle to lie still even as he was nearly bursting with the need for something more, Leroy smiled softly while he continued to stroke his hands up and down his lover's arms while his own breath returned to normal.
Leaning over Tim's upper body, Leroy throatily promised in that tone that stole Tim's breath. "Gonna take you whole, make you feel so good, Tim."
"Mmmm." Tim moaned in sensual anticipation, his limbs stretching languidly as he fought not to surge upward and engage his older lover into another dance of their mouths. He wanted whatever Leroy was willing to give him, was willing to trust the man with all of himself.
Suddenly, Leroy's breath whispered across his aching sacs and straining manhood just before his strong but gentle hands wrapped themselves around the already rock hard, throbbing muscle,
"Oooh!" Tim moaned in completely surrender as the older man began to stroke in sure, sweeping strokes just before the older man leaned in and took him into his warm and willing mouth, every inch of his leaking, aching rod, bringing out a cry of ecstasy from Tim.
"AH! God! Oh, Leroy!" Tim moaned, his eyes wide with awe infused with rampant need as he watched Leroy watch him take him in. Writhing in near sensory overload, Tim couldn't stop moaning his pleasure, stoking Leroy' own passionate fire that was nearly burning him alive as he fought to hold onto his own desperate urge to take Tim right then and there.
Pulling away just long enough for Tim to miss the feeling while he egged him on, Leroy smiled softly as he leaned in towards the young man's ear. "Feel good?" that soft exquisite voice whispered into his ear.
"Oh, yeah!" Tim groaned as he did his best to stave off his orgasm, afraid he'd cum so soon, it would ruin the mood. Feeling Leroy swallow him whole once more, his body immediately began to tremble as he felt the tension building in his thighs as he continued to writhe restlessly, caught up in the wave so powerful he couldn't keep it away, no matter how hard he tried. "Leroy…I … need..." Tim struggled to get the words out. "Ooh! Don't st… gonna…."
"Let go, Tim. Go with it." Leroy urged in the tone he'd learned sent a flare of pure lust through the young man. Determined to set Tim over the edge, Leroy kept on with his ministrations, working his mouth and tongue up and down the younger man's rock hard member while he caressed Tim's nipples under his shirt, gently tugging and twisting first one then the other.
With a shout of ecstasy, Tim exploded off the cliff, his world becoming blindingly white before blackness overtook him and he limply collapsed back into the mattress as Leroy continued to milk him, cleaning him completely so he could enjoy Tim's essence all that much longer.
Finally having cleaned Tim's spent rod completely, the older man released the now lax cock and sat back to watch Tim come back from his passion filled journey that he obviously wasn't used to being allowed to take. Frowning, the older man mentally vowed to show this young man that this truly was, just the beginning of an enjoyable experience, the likes of which Tim had never seen.
With his own desires still simmering under the surface, Leroy struggled to walk into the bathroom to ready a warm washcloth as he returned to the bedroom and slowly and tenderly clean Tim up before tossing the washcloth back into the bathroom and maneuvering himself onto the bed so that Tim was cradled in his arms against his chest.
Feeling the warmth and safety of Leroy' arms around him, roused Tim from his post-coital high with a smile that lit up the room.
"Hey." Leroy greeted him softly.
"Hey." Tim replied quietly as he struggled to deal with all that Leroy had done for him, with nothing promised in return. He wasn't used to this and knew he hadn't deserved it.
"Think you'd like that once in a while?" Leroy smirked at him as he gently ran his hands up and down Tim's arms, their eyes locked together.
"Definitely." Tim admitted honestly, his grin unmistakable.
"But?" the older man pushed since he could see something about this wasn't settling well with Tim.
"You need…." Tim tried to explain the more important of the two problems he was seeing with this.
"Relax, Tim. We'll get to what I need. Right now, what I need, is to show you what's in this for both of us, what it feels like to have someone treat you right." The older man told him seriously. "Nothing else is more important right now."
Tim suddenly found it hard to swallow around the lump in his throat, his eyes blurred. No one had ever done this for him; went so far to show him they treasured him and wanted him to know it.
"Ready for round 2?" Leroy smirked.
"Round 2?" Tim asked quietly in wonder.
"Uhm. Mmmm." Leroy answered mysteriously as he slid out from behind Tim, kissed him tenderly for a tantalizing minute and then returned once again to the bed in front of Tim ad locking gazes with the younger man. 'Want you to get used to this. Get in your head that you do deserve this and more." Once again, Tim watched as his older lover engulfed his manhood completely in the warm wet cavern that had sent him over the edge the first time,
This time, Leroy urgently worked his mouth and tongue on the rapidly growing muscle and it wasn't long before Tim's balls tightened up and the sharp sensation of approaching flight gathered from deep within and as he bucked and pushed himself further into the cavern, crying out for more, "Oh, Oh! Oh, God! Oh, YES!" Over the edge he was hurled again, this time, holding onto Leroy for dear life while he flew.
Leroy gave him a lazy grin as Tim lay back, relishing the feeling of still coming back from his lightning fast release. Smiling softly, the older man silently watched him, waiting to see what emotions he'd see filter through Tim's eyes now.
"Talk to me, Tim." Leroy whispered in Tim's ear while nibbling on his ear lobe, the hands still smoothing and caressing him without stopping.
"Okay." Tim murmured, suddenly lost in the feeling of Leroy's hands touching him.
"Close your eyes and tell me the first thing that comes to your mind."
Tim let his eyes slide closed and even let go of everything he'd been worried about in the last few days.
"Tim?"
"You?"
"What about me?"
"I want to make you feel good, just like you've done for me." Tim admitted as he opened his eyes and looked Leroy straight on.
"Sounds like the makings of a pretty good relationship." Leroy smiled softly as he locked his eyes on those of his young man and reached out a hand to him
Tim reached out and connected his hand to that of his lover's, their fingers interlocking as their eyes spoke of promises and trust as he asked tremulously "It does, doesn't it?"
