Tony pulled the older into the bathroom. Kissing along his collarbone as he opened the others belt. He needed this cock in his hand and that now before the older could come to his senses again. Gibbs hands found the way into his hair, pulling him up to his mouth again. God, Gibbs was an incredible kisser. Tony had kissed a lot of people. Women and men, but his boss was by far the best. The cock in his hand was hard and twitched under his touch. Gibbs growled deep and that was the sexiest thing Tony had heard so far.
Gibbs knew now exactly what the other had planned. He stripped Tony naked in a second and pinned him to the shower wall. His eyes locked onto the green ones in front him as he turned on the water, seeing lust and desire and knowing full well that his were the same. He fixed Tony's hands above his head and started to suck on his neck, determined to mark him. The younger moaned and groaned words of encouragement. Of course, he was a talker, Gibbs had never doubted that. He made his way down, kissing the skin right over Tony's collarbone and then moving on, finding his nipple. He carefully bitt the hardening nub, causing Tony to hiss in delight. His lips went on to explore his cause of desire, following the lucky path further south, carefully avoiding the bandage. The skin was soft and he could still taste the salty sweat on it. He got too his knees, ignoring the pain in them, caressing the inner sides of Tony's thighs, while he memorised the view, this twitching, leaking cock in front of him.
"Fuck! Not gonna last long!" Tony moaned as he felt the soft touch on his thighs. Just the thought of all the possible things to happen made him struggle, seeing Gibbs down on his knees gazing hungrily at his cock. He felt the rough fingers find his balls and playing with them. Oh god. This was pure torture. Sweet torture but nevertheless torture. As Gibbs licked up the underside of his cock, a shiver ran over his whole body. His hands found their way into silver hair and his eyes shut on their own, as the older drew him into his mouth. "Oh fuck!"
Gibbs let his gaze slide up the naked man, admiring the pleased, lustful expression on the face above him. Tony looked even more beautiful like this. His tongue swirled around the tip in his mouth and he took a moment to savor the taste of precome and the sounds he wrung from Tony. God. It was better than he imagined. In the past he had feared the thought this could possibly happen. He didn't know if he could do it, sucking down a guy, but with Tony it seemed just a perfectly normal thing. Like he never did something else. He started to move his head, sucking the length deep in with every movement. The hands in his hair tightened their grip and then left. The loss of it let him hesitate for a second but he couldn't let go of the feeling of silky skin against his tongue and continued.
Tony took a nearby bottle of shower gel and poured a generous amount into his hand. He slicked his fingers with it and let them find his own entrance. Pushing his hips forward for a better approach, he buried his cock deep in Gibbs throat. The feeling of it combined with his fingertips caressing his tight opening drove him close to the edge. He stopped all movements, even stopped Gibbs head with his free hand. "Do not move!" It was an order not a wish. Breathing hard, Tony tried to calm down. He didn't want it to end right now, not knowing if there was a chance to repeat it. He even doubted it. Finally the pressure in his goin dropped to a bearable level and he slowly started to rim his entrance again. The moan escaping his mouth caused Gibbs to move again. It was sensational. He pressed his index finger carefully inside, muttering "Oh, fuck, yes!". He slid in and out, fucking himself while Gibbs was still sucking his cock. He needed this man inside him. He needed to be fucked hard, in this shower, right now, right here, by this guy. He added eagerly a second finger and stretched his muscles, absolutely not avoiding his prostate.
Gibbs moved his hand to caress the skin behind Tony's scrotum, feeling the finger of the other moving in and out. His own wandered further up to feel the movement more. On an impulse he grabbed Tony's hand and pulled the fingers out. He heard the younger groan unpleased. To make up for it, he carefully caressed his hole, then slowly entered him with his finger. It felt warm and slick. Tony clenched around him and the warm tightness took his breath. He craved to know how it would feel to bury himself as deep as possible in the pressing heat. He started to move and soon added a second digit.
Gibbs fingers were bigger than his own. He couldn't believe that all his dreams came true. He had never imagined Gibbs would do that to him outside of his own dreams. The finger stretched him and from time to time they hid his sweet spot. As Gibbs added a third one, he was shaking with need for the older ones hard length. "Oh, shit! Gibbs! Shit, Gibbs just fuck me!"
In a second, Gibbs was back on his feet, ignoring his aching knee. He had just waited for this plea. Turning Tony around, pressing him to the wall again, he stroked his own cock, while taking in the view. Tony's forehead was resting at the wall, arms next to his head and his legs spread open for him. He slicked himself up with the shower gel and lined up behind him, grabbing his hips. The tip of his cock caressing the youngers entrance, rubbing over it. He moved in tiny, careful thrusts but did not enter Tony, determined to torture him just a bit more. "For God's Sake, Gibbs, please." Tony sounded desperate and so with a slow, careful move he pushed his tip inside. Tony hissed and he stopped, " U okay?". The other simply nodded, so he slowly inched in more and more forward. As he was fully enclosed, he stopped dead, overwhelmed by the feeling. He rested his forehead on Tony's back and moved his arms around his chest, hugging him tightly. He never ever wanted to let this moment end, himself joint so close with the man he… cared for.
Tony's breath got ragged as Gibbs pressed so tightly against him. He wished it would mean the same to the older as it did for him. He pushed his feelings aside. Leastwise he got fucked by the person he desired and that should be enough, at least for now. He needed Gibbs to move so he could forget the rest and fully concentrate on the pleasure.
As Tony started to slightly wiggle in his arms he began to move, tender and slowly. He tried to suppress the impression that Tony didn't like the intimate closeness between them, a second ago. Sex. Just Sex is enough, at least for now. He carefully moved in and out trying to keep the pace low, trying to let it last as long as he could. "Fuck! Harder!" Picking up the pace, Tony's words encouraged him to slam hard into him again and again. "Yes that's it! Harder, more." He fuck him till he begged for more. Like he had dreamed of. It was so good. Splitting him open more with every thrust, feeling his balls slap to the younger's ass. He wasn't gonna last long either. He already felt the pleasure pool in his groin. "Gonna come soon." He pressed out between the thrusts.
Tony felt Gibbs pump hard into him as a hand closed around his cock, stroking him in sync. God. He was gonna faint soon. He was right on the edge and this time he wouldn't be able to stop. He craved the release. "Oh fuck. Fuck. Jeeeethrooooo!" He went over the edge. Spend himself onto the hand around his cock, the wall and the floor.
Gibbs felt the young man under his grip shake. Every muscle seemed tense, inside and out. It was all it took to push him over the edge, as well. His orgasm was mind blowingly hard as he spilled into the younger. "Love ya, Tony. God, love ya." He sank with the younger to the floor. Did he just said that? Did he just confess his feelings to Tony? Here? To him? Fuck, he was screwed. He got to his feet and, after rinsing of the evidence of what just had happened, he fled out of the room without even drying off.
Tony was staring after him, still on the floor of the shower. Had Gibbs just said that he loved him? Was it just out of ecstasy? But there might be a chance now. He soaped himself and hissed as his hand reached the tear in his body. The bandage had come off somewhere amidst their little adventure and he was bleeding again. He groaned. This was all so confusing. He cleaned his body, turned of the water and toweled himself off, making sure not to ruin the fabric with his blood. He put his boxers and jeans back on and browsed through several drawers to find a handkerchief or something.