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The Second Side of a Silver Dollar	By : Siberian Category: M through R > NCIS Views: 3570 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I wrote this story soley for entertainment. No profit is being made and all rights belong to whoever is associated with the show NCIS and the characters. I don’t know their names, but I’m sure they know who they are.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 5
- 6
- 7
Notes: I’ve edited this story yet again and think most of the kinks are worked out. I also did some new formatting since I wasn’t crazy about how the paragraphs were spaced. I re-posted the clean-up chapters today as well as this new post. I also corrected the word error in chapter two that Cowgirl65 pointed out. Thank you again for that. :D The next few post should hopefully be easy on the eyes with the new adjustments.
Acknowledgements: Thank you to Cowgirl65 for another wonderful review! I’m happy to hear that you liked the moment that Gibbs and McGee shared. I really do think that deep down Gibbs can be a big ol’ softy. He uses that bark of his to hide how much he cares for someone quite often. Regarding the image of Warren McGee being dragged behind Gibbs’ horse, I have to admit that same image also gave me vicious glee while I was writing this. XD
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The group remained in the hideout near Clearwater Canyon for a week. Gibbs knew that Warren McGee would be using all of his resources to find the outlaws. Once he believed it to be relatively safe they packed up to head back to Ducky’s. During that week Gibbs had diligently taken care of McGee and it became common place for McGee to sit with Gibbs during his watch. It was still a mystery to the outlaw how McGee seemed to know when he was taking over for another member of the gang. Sometimes they would talk other nights they would just sit together in companionable silence. There were always kisses at some point. The quiet evening hours being the only time they could really have enough privacy for even the simplest of intimacy.
The rest of the group knew what was going on between them but Gibbs had never been comfortable showing any type of emotion in public. Even among people he considered his family he became awkward trying to convey anything but anger or slight humor. In private though, things were different. He didn’t feel the need to put up his guard. McGee started to become bolder with the continued contact. Beforehand McGee always let Gibbs initiate any kisses so Gibbs was pleasantly surprised when one night a soft hand had skimmed his face a small mouth gently pressing against his moments later. It was rare that McGee could stay awake the whole time during Gibbs’ watch; the quiet of the evenings lulling him back to sleep.
Gibbs just held him until he’d be relieved. The younger man’s weight would settle against his chest. A long fingered hand still loosely wrapped in his share of the blanket wrapped around their shoulders. Gibbs would be able to feel the warm puff of breath escaping his mouth against his shirt buttons. When his sleep was particularly deep light snoring would become muffled against his breastbone. Gibbs took it all in; all the sounds, all the sensations. His mind quickly differentiating between the rhythm of McGee’s breathing while he was awake versus when he was asleep. He tired to catalogue everything. Knowing that sometimes a memory is all you’re left with.
Once arriving at Ducky’s their patterns changed but only slightly. Almost immediately after they arrived DiNozzo and Kate became married. Ducky insisted that they take the third room in his home until they could find a house to buy. The third room was essentially where he operated but could be used as a bedroom when needed. The two newlyweds had already decided to buy a home close to Ducky and were already looking for someplace they both liked. That freed up the bed across from McGee in the men’s shared room but Gibbs continued to sleep in the bed closest to the door. He didn’t know if he’d be able to resist the temptation to take things further with McGee so close already half undressed.
They didn’t go riding during the day anymore simply because Gibbs didn’t want to aggravate McGee’s ribs. Instead Gibbs found himself sitting under some trees outside with McGee lying against his chest reading to him from one of Ducky’s numerous books. Often times he would find himself zoning out from hearing the words to focus on other things concerning McGee. Sometimes a breeze would push McGee’s scent his way and he’d be reminded of how good he smelled. Another day McGee scratched a spot on his neck briefly and Gibbs found himself examining the skin; the previously itchy spot turning a bright red for a few moments, the rest of the skin a light peach color.
The skin looked soft and Gibbs could see the outline of the short hairs at McGee’s hairline. He found himself leaning in to kiss the spot before he even knew what he was doing. It was only a question from McGee that made him pause in his actions. McGee would do that from time to time. He would stop reading so they could discuss what he’d just read. Gibbs knew it was the only thing that kept him focused at all. As the weather grew more bitter they were unable to spend as much time outside but found themselves spending more time in front of the fire with everyone. Their time alone became greatly diminished but Gibbs knew that the weather helped everyone to get to know one another better.
McGee started to become more sure of himself and Jimmy seemed to finally be starting to relax. Everything felt comfortable, warm. Gibbs was starting to wonder if maybe DiNozzo had the right idea. Maybe it was time he tried to settle down again. He felt guilty at the thought. He couldn’t let things lie with Warren McGee as they were. Once he’d settled his score then he could think about settling down, not before. Gibbs let these thoughts bounce around his head as he tried to get to sleep. For some reason he couldn’t settle. He’d already laid there for quite some time and was contemplating getting up when he felt his mattress dip downward. His hand reached for his gun tucked against the wall and bedding before pretending to slowly wake up.
The weapon was released a moment later when he recognized McGee’s form in the darkness. “What’s wrong?” McGee looked away as though he was embarrassed to answer. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have woken you up. I’ll let you get back to sleep.” Gibbs’ hand shot out to gently hold McGee in place. “You didn’t wake me. Now what’s wrong?” McGee still looked nervous but stayed put. Gibbs let his grip relax so he could stroke down McGee’s shirt sleeve soothingly. “It’s been so long since you’ve kissed me and I…I feel like something’s different.” Gibbs’ hand paused as a cold feeling settled in his chest. He’d been expecting this but had hoped for more time. “The kisses are wonderful don’t get me wrong, but I feel like there is something else.”
McGee paused again as though he were trying to find the right words. “I know there is more, at least with a woman, and I want that.” Gibbs’ eyebrows raised in surprise. “I think.” McGee sighed in frustration. “I’m not sure what I’m feeling I just know that my body feels like it’s screaming at me lately.” Gibbs let himself relax into the bedding an easy smiling finding its way onto his face. “Hey it’s alright. I know what you mean.” McGee looked genuinely surprised. Gibbs had to bite his tongue to not laugh. He was so surprised. It was such a cute expression. “You do?” Gibbs nodded before pulling back the covers. McGee took the hint and lay down. When they were both covered Gibbs reached out to pull McGee closer.
He waited until they were facing each other on the pillow before speaking again. “You’ve touched yourself before, right?” McGee looked down embarrassed automatically trying to squirm away. Gibbs’ reprimand was gentle. “Tim, stop that. What have we talked about?” McGee stopped moving and looked up sheepishly. “Sorry.” Gibbs leaned forward to give him a peck on the nose. “It’s okay. Now answer the question.” McGee still looked hesitant but nodded after a moment. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ve done it too. Is the feeling like when you do that?” McGee relaxed a little at that and opened up more. “Yes only much worse. Even when I…..it doesn’t help.”
Gibbs nuzzled McGee’s reddened cheek with his nose to offer comfort. When he pulled back McGee had calmed enough to meet his gaze. “I’m going to try something. It will make you feel more relaxed and bring us closer. Do you trust me enough to try?” McGee nodded closing his eyes when Gibbs leaned in to deliver a kiss. Gibbs started like normal. He let his lips softly make contact before moving them against McGee’s. Gibbs lifted a hand and placed it gently behind McGee’s neck hoping the next step would go over without incident. Using his tongue he gently pried open McGee’s mouth. It had the effect he’d feared and McGee jerked away from him. The young man’s eyes were wide open in shock just staring at Gibbs unblinkingly.
“Calm down Tim. This is just another way to kiss.” Gibbs speaking seemed to break through McGee’s shock enough for him to blink. The beautiful eyes narrowed a moment later in a suspicious look. It was a rare expression so it was easy to recognize when implemented. “I thought you trusted me?” The look fell away as guilt started to creep into his expression. “I do Jethro. It’s just that felt really strange.” Gibbs let a smile ease the atmosphere. “It can feel that way at first. Most things involving love making feel strange at first, but it gets better with a lot of practice.” McGee was beat red the moment he’d mentioned making love. Gibbs couldn’t wait to see how flushed McGee would get the first time he entered his body.
He forced himself to take a steadying breath. It wasn’t time for that yet. “Can we try again?” Gibbs leaned in until their breath could mingle. “You bet.” Gibbs joined their lips again and picked up where he’d left off. With a gentle push his tongue was inside McGee’s mouth. The younger man stiffened for a moment and seemed to stop breathing. Gibbs let his hands gently stroke McGee’s hips as he started stroking McGee’s tongue with his own. The coaxing did the trick and within moments McGee had melted against his body. Gibbs moved his tongue to gently map out the rest of McGee’s mouth all the while secretly thrilling at the thought that he was the only person to ever have the privilege. A little possessive part of him also declared loudly that he would be the only one if he had his way.
Gibbs moved his tongue back to McGee’s. After a moment or so of slick glides over the muscle McGee attempted to reciprocate. The kiss became clumsy; their lips unfastening on occasion, their noses bumping into each other, small strings on saliva pushing past their lips to smear on their chins. It wasn’t until Gibbs felt McGee pressing himself bodily against him that he backed away. He looked down at McGee taking in the dilated eyes, slight flush, and wet swollen mouth. It took every ounce of willpower he possessed to not continue. He pulled McGee close enough to settle him against his chest and then focused on trying to calm down his body. McGee was still panting when he spoke.
“You were right. That felt really good after the first few seconds.” Gibbs smiled bringing up a hand and letting it play in McGee’s hair. “But Jethro there is more, right?” Gibbs continued the gentle petting trying to not think of ‘more’. “Yes there is, but nothing else for now. I’m saving the rest for when you’re completely healed. I want to do this right.” McGee nodded to show that he had heard before relaxing even further against Gibbs’ chest. The both of them finally relaxed enough to fall asleep.
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Gibbs tightened his hold on McGee’s waist as he directed his horse up the rocky incline. The younger man’s ribs had finished healing a week ago and Gibbs knew that he couldn’t wait any longer to show McGee the surprise he’d had set up. They were only a few miles from Ducky’s house. Close enough if there was trouble but far enough away for some privacy. The others also knew where they were going to be but knew to only disturb them if there was an emergency. Gibbs pulled the horse to a stop as the cave’s entrance came into view. Gibbs dismounted first before helping McGee off the horse. The younger man was quite skilled at riding now but after the long break from the lessons Gibbs felt more comfortable with them riding together.
Especially since the incline was tough for riders even with years of experience. McGee hadn’t put up very much protest and Gibbs had been surprised at first; the surprise not lasting when McGee had used their closeness to lean heavily against Gibbs. His only response had been to tighten his grip. The physical closeness between them had steadily increased. The first night they’d shared in the same bed seeming to free up some of their inhibitions. They hadn’t advanced beyond kissing heatedly but there were too many times they had come very close. Gibbs knew he could be stubborn but he even was surprised at the strength of his willpower. He let his mind return to the present as he finished tying up the horse.
Walking toward McGee he gently grabbed his hand before leading him into the cave. He involuntarily held his breath as he waited for McGee’s reaction. Gibbs studied the youthful face closely as the ever widening eyes took in the romantic setting. The small entryway to the cave led into a cozy open area. Gibbs had cleaned it up and lit a fire in the center of the room. There was a low table filled with food right in front of a bed. The sleeping area large enough to accommodate three men and made for comfort. The bed made up of several blankets and furs. The top of the heap adorned with several pillows and a fur blanket to ward off the slight chill in the air. The corners of the room not lit up by the fire had candles casting a soft glow while helping to keep the cave warm.
The shocked young man turned to him after a moment. “You did this?” Gibbs nodded. He wanted McGee’s first time to be special but now he was starting to wonder if maybe it was still too soon. He didn’t want to put any pressure on McGee. “If you’re not ready we can…” McGee was already shaking his head. He made eye contact with Gibbs and gave him a soft smile. “This is wonderful. I didn’t know you could be so romantic. I never thought I would be lucky enough to have my own Casanova.” Gibbs didn’t know how to respond to that so he did the only logical thing he could do. He changed the subject. “Are you hungry?” Gibbs gently started to pull McGee closer to the table before he had a chance to answer.
Gibbs was sitting on the bed with McGee’s hand still in his starting to pick at the food before he looked at the younger man again. McGee was still smiling sweetly at him. As their eyes stayed connected McGee slid closer to him bringing their joined hands to rest on his thigh. When he spoke it was in hushed tones. “I’m not really hungry right now.” Gibbs looked at him for a moment more before leaning closer. “Okay.” Gibbs planted his lips firmly over McGee’s. The younger man’s mouth opened for him automatically and Gibbs delved into the moist depths as he wrapped his other arm around McGee’s waist. Turning at the waist in a smooth motion Gibbs managed to push McGee onto his back in the middle of the bedding.
He moved with the motion as well to straddle McGee’s hips. As he continued devouring the other man’s mouth he used one hand to start unbuttoning McGee’s shirt. Finally after several moments of struggling with getting the shirt open Gibbs changed tactics. He shifted so that all of his weight was in his thighs. With that done he moved both of his hands to the front of McGee’s shirt managing to get it open in seconds. He impatiently pushed the fabric aside only to encounter more fabric. Releasing a growl into the kiss he reached down to un-tuck McGee’s undershirt; the moment he had an opening Gibbs reached under the shirt to skim his hands over McGee’s torso.
If Gibbs’ lips weren’t so busy he would have grinned when he felt McGee’s body shudder in response. He went slowly feeling the skin of his abdomen before moving along the ribs. He turned his hands slightly inward so that his palms fanned over McGee’s nipples. A gasp pushed into Gibbs’ mouth at the touch. Gibbs pushed his tongue against McGee’s even harder. The thought of how sensitive McGee might be filling his mind with all sorts of dirty ideas. The touch finally ended with him lightly tracing McGee’s collarbone with the tips of his fingers. Gibbs swallowed the other man’s moan before freeing his hands from the fabric to gently grab McGee at the back of his neck and his right arm.
In a slightly rushed movement Gibbs pulled McGee upward never letting their lips lose contact. He supported McGee in the new position with a hand at the back of his neck but used his other hand to yank off McGee’s shirt. Once that was done Gibbs grabbed the undershirt and bunched it up until it was ready to come off as well. Only then did he break their kiss. McGee seemed confused when the kiss ended and blinked up at him in question. Gibbs pulled on the fabric to indicate for McGee to lift his arms. Seeming to act without thought McGee complied and Gibbs threw the undershirt by way of the shirt. Gibbs allotted himself only a brief moment to take in the sight of McGee’s naked chest; his arousal too great for more than a brief look.
The skin was a little lighter then the skin normally exposed. The same light peach color with all the glorious softness that Gibbs craved. The hard lines were they should be the softness where Gibbs had hoped. The flat nipples peaking slightly at the introduction of cooler air were slightly more red then McGee’s lips. Gibbs had to wonder if they would look just as good wet and swollen. There was only one way to find out. He leaned back in to recapture McGee’s lips as he pushed him back into the bedding. McGee groaned loudly before bringing his hands up to curl around Gibbs’ biceps. The desperation in the grip translating to the rest of McGee’s body as Gibbs became aware of McGee’s hips trying to lift toward his; ignoring that desperation for a moment he left McGee’s mouth to start making his way downward.
He didn’t get past McGee’s cheek before he bumped into something. His lust addled mind took a moment to realize that his hat had stopped his decent. Grinning he quickly yanked if off before throwing it somewhere above their heads. With the hat out of the way Gibbs proceeded downward. His lips traveled down along McGee’s jaw to kiss his chin before continuing downward to suck on his Adam’s apple briefly. The lips then attached to the side of McGee’s neck and Gibbs sucked on the skin hard. He didn’t relent on the pressure until he felt McGee’s hips lift off the bed. Pulling away he looked down at the red mark he’d left. The more primal part of him puffed up in pride at seeing his mark on McGee and not being able to help himself he let his tongue lick lazily over the spot a few more times.
He finally dragged himself away from McGee’s neck and proceeded to scatter light kisses over his chest. Every spot except the nipples were showered. Gibbs didn’t stop the gentle attention until he’d reached McGee’s quivering stomach. With a final kiss to McGee’s belly button he moved back up and without warning sealed his mouth around a nipple. McGee’s cry echoed off the walls of the cave to ring in Gibbs’ ears. The already hardening flesh was given Gibbs’ full attention just so he could draw more sounds out of the younger man. He sucked on the flesh hard before releasing it just enough to circle around it with his tongue. Pulling back slightly he let just the tip of his tongue move back and forth over the top of the bud.
Then he pulled back even further to let his tongue play at the skin of McGee’s chest where it darkened slightly before reaching his nipple. McGee’s hands had steadily moved from his biceps to his shoulders. Now one hand was gripping his head trying to hold him to his chest. He backed away even more until he was just breathing heavily over the skin. A broken sob escaped McGee just before he shuddered hard. Grinning evilly Gibbs dove down again after that to continue the pleasurable torture. McGee was steadily trying to thrust against him before Gibbs moved on. He kissed away from the nipple gently watching McGee’s chest heave as the younger man tried to calm down. He just seemed to be catching his breath when Gibbs attacked the other nipple.
After subjecting both nipples to much the same torture Gibbs leaned up to survey his handiwork. He’d been right. The nipples looked like fresh cherries waiting to be plucked. A deep red in color with his saliva making them shine in the fire’s glow. Not being able to hold back Gibbs reached down to pull on one gently. McGee bucked up under him and breathily pleaded for release. Gibbs looked at his face to see the bright flush he had imagined would be there during such an intimate act. He reached up to run his hand over McGee’s cheek enjoying the feeling of the heat radiating into his skin. Looking into his eyes Gibbs could also see that McGee was very close to losing control.
It didn’t take much the first time, and in his excitement to please the other man, he’d forgotten that. “Alright Tim. I’ve got you.” Gibbs slid down McGee’s hips until he was sitting on his legs. He reached down to the ties of his pants and had them undone in minutes. Pushing the fabric aside Gibbs wasn’t surprised to hear a strangled sound escape McGee when his arousal was finally freed. The erection was engorged and already leaking pre-come. Gibbs noticed with interest that the erection’s color matched that of McGee’s nipples. They were a perfect compliment to each other. That was the word to describe McGee’s body. Perfect. Everything about it was perfect.
Gibbs wrapped his hand around the hard flesh and looked up at McGee’s face. The younger man had his eyes closed his whole body tense. It only took two pulls before McGee shouted and a heated liquid splashed over his hand. Gibbs watched McGee’s face as he rode out the aftershocks of his climax. The tenseness of his features, the way his jaw opened in silent pleasure before small sounds escaped, the slight shuddering that moved though his limbs. It was beautiful. He was beautiful. Gibbs kept up his strokes until the last gush of fluid left McGee’s body then released him knowing that he would be sensitive so close to orgasm. Gibbs planted both hands to either side of McGee’s head and then leaned down to gently kiss the side of his face.
He was just starting to nibble on the shell of McGee’s ear when he felt his lover move away. He pulled back enough to see that McGee seemed to be trying to bury his face in the pillows. “What’s wrong?” Gibbs was worried that maybe he’d done something to frighten him or worse had somehow hurt him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. You must think I’m pathetic.” It didn’t take long to figure out what he meant. “It’s okay. I didn’t expect you to last long.” McGee did look at him then and Gibbs almost wished he hadn’t. The look was a mix between shock, hurt, and betrayal. Gibbs could have kicked himself. The comment had been taken the wrong way. Gibbs was so bad at this stuff. He ended up putting his foot in his mouth more then he would ever admit to anyone.
“I didn’t mean anything by that personally. It’s that way with almost every guy the first time.” McGee looked down for a moment seeming to analyze his words before finally letting himself look at Gibbs again. He reached up a moment later to touch Gibbs’ cheek and somehow Gibbs knew that everything was alright. McGee smiled a moment later before dropping his hand and looking downward. “Do you want me to..uh..help you with that?” Gibbs looked down to see the focus of McGee’s attention was his straining erection. He’d been so focused on McGee that his body’s needs hadn’t even registered. Now though his member practically screamed at him for relief. Gibbs decided to ignore it yet again.
“Not that I wouldn’t enjoy that, but we’re not anywhere near done.” McGee was confused. “I don’t understand. I already finished.” Gibbs smiled as he leaned up. He maneuvered until he was sitting next to McGee instead of on top of him and reached out to pull McGee’s pants off. Gibbs paused briefly after McGee was disrobed to take in the rest of his exposed form. Noting with no surprise that the perfection he’d uncovered previously continued down to the tips of McGee’s toes. Gibbs continued to let his eyes roam over McGee as he reached up to remove the bandana from around his neck. Once it was off he moved on to his shirt. His hands had just settled on his belt when McGee’s hands settled on his chest; the other man having sat up during Gibbs’ undressing.
Their eyes met as McGee let his fingers skim through the light silver hair on his chest. McGee leaned up to softly kiss the corner of Gibbs’ mouth before pulling back. The hands still tracing the dips and curves of Gibbs’ chest kept moving downward until they joined his hands on his belt. Gibbs leaned down just as McGee moved up and they met in the middle to kiss both of their hands working at undoing Gibbs’ belt. The strap of leather didn’t stand a chance and in moments it was tossed to the floor. McGee’s kiss became more heated, a shaky groan breaking the confines of their lips, as they were able to undo Gibbs’ pants. The fabric was pushed down by the eager hands before Gibbs leaned back out of the embrace to pull them off entirely.
Now completely nude he knelt on the bed so that McGee could take in his body’s appearance. The younger man looked over every inch of him but seemed hesitant to touch. Gibbs was patient and sat still letting him build up his confidence. McGee started by gently touching his thigh before letting the index finger of his right hand trail lightly over the head of his erection. Gibbs released the groan he felt immediately build in his chest. It had the desired effect. McGee moved a little closer. This time when he reached out to touch Gibbs the movement was more sure. The long fingers wrapped around his member in a loose grip before moving in a stroke. Gibbs didn’t hold back an ounce of his body’s enjoyment.
He released the noise that built in his throat. He let his hips twitch forward at the light stroking. He stayed still while McGee explored what touches got the best reactions. Eventually though he couldn’t stand anymore. If things continued this way the night would be over. Gibbs was sure that he could get McGee aroused again but he wasn’t quite as young as he used to be. He had endurance but it wasn’t common anymore for him to have more than one climax without a few hours to recover. He moved forward to re-seal their lips before moving them so they were lying down side by side. Gibbs reached down to gently pull McGee’s hand away. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” Gibbs shook his head as he recaptured McGee’s lips.
Pulling the other man closer he rolled them so that he was on top of McGee again. This time though he gently pushed his hips between the younger man’s legs. It wasn’t until they were settled in that position that Gibbs responded verbally. “You did great. I just want to make love to you tonight. Is that okay?” Gibbs knew that McGee wouldn’t really understand the request but he would walk his new lover through everything. “Yes, that’s what I want.” Gibbs shifted slightly and was glad to feel McGee’s hardness. It would make things easier. “This is going to feel uncomfortable at first. It might even hurt but it will get better. Do you still want to try tonight?” McGee didn’t even hesitate.
“I want this. I want to be with you every way that’s possible.” Gibbs hadn’t expected that and found himself speechless. Leaning down he kissed McGee before leaning over to the table to retrieve some oil. Gibbs pulled away until he was kneeling between McGee’s legs. He uncorked the bottle letting the oil liberally cover his fingers. “Spread your legs wider.” McGee blushed but complied. Gibbs leaned down to plant a kiss on the inside of McGee’s right knee cap as his hand pressed gently against McGee’s entrance. The younger man’s eyes widened in disbelief his whole body tensing. “You can’t be serious. There!” Gibbs grinned not pushing forward but just gently massing the area he wanted to invade.
“Yes, there. It’s going to feel wonderful, I promise, but if you change your mind we can stop any time you want.” McGee seemed unsure but nodded his head to continue. “Try to relax.” Gibbs watched as McGee breathed hard through his nostrils until some of the tension left his body. Even then he didn’t proceed. He just let his finger continue to stroke until the tension eased away even more. Gibbs placed his other hand on McGee’s stomach before easing one finger inside his body. As he anticipated McGee tensed immediately his hips trying to lift away from the digit. “Relax.” McGee closed his eyes to concentrate on his breathing; a death grip on the pillow under his head. “Does it hurt?”
McGee shook his head immediately. “No, it just feels strange.” Gibbs grinned. “Really strange? This conversation sounds vaguely familiar.” McGee’s eyes opened at that to throw him a look of confusion. Gibbs kept his expression blank only breaking out in a grin when McGee smiled back in remembrance. “Oh very funny.” Gibbs adopted an innocent look. “What?” McGee laughed seeming to forget what Gibbs was doing for the moment. During the banter Gibbs had not only been able to move the finger around more freely but had added a second digit. Gibbs pushed in a little deeper, hoping to hit McGee’s pleasure spot, and hopefully relax him further. Gibbs knew he’d found his mark when McGee’s back bowed off the bed. A short scream escaping his mouth.
After he recovered somewhat McGee looked at Gibbs with a shocked expression. “What was that?” Gibbs leaned down to kiss McGee’s knee cap again before answering. “That is what is going to make this feel wonderful.” McGee leaned back again biting his bottom lip slightly as he gazed at the ceiling. Gibbs pressed against the spot again. His eyes soaking in the desperate look on McGee’s face and the almost brutal grip his teeth had on his lip. Gibbs felt a movement and looked back down to see that McGee’s legs had parted further. He could tell the gesture was unconscious but it was also telling. His lover’s body was already craving what Gibbs was going to do to it. Gibbs used the relaxed state to his advantage and pushed in a third finger.
McGee tensed slightly. Gibbs could tell it was due to the new pressure. He settled a hand on McGee’s thigh gently stroking the limb to help him relax. Once he’d managed to relax a little Gibbs pressed against his pleasure spot a few times sporadically. It wasn’t long before McGee was practically a puddle in the bedding. His erection was back full force and Gibbs knew it was finally time. Gibbs pulled his fingers out gently hushing McGee when he made a choked sound in protest. Then he settled himself against McGee’s hips once more before leaning over him to nuzzle behind his ear. Gibbs used his left hand to brace himself over McGee then reached down to grip McGee’s left thigh. Lining himself up he pushed past the outer ring of muscle.
Gibbs had been expecting McGee to tense up but the tightness still made him clench his jaw. His lover was almost too tight so Gibbs focused on the pain in his jaw to prevent himself from climaxing. He looked down trying to see McGee’s face. Most of the expression was buried in the pillows since McGee’s head was turned away, but Gibbs could see barely contained moisture behind his clenched shut eyelids. He forced himself to speak. The words came out sounding raw but at least they were understandable. “Tim you need to relax. You’re causing yourself more pain by being tense.” McGee did his best to comply. Gibbs watched his eyes come open as he drew in gulps of air. They had a shaky quality when released but more air was pulled in.
Gibbs moved his hand from McGee’s thigh to stroke wherever he could; trying to help him calm down. Slowly McGee’s body lost its tension. Gibbs reached between them to gently grasp McGee’s now flagging erection. He gripped the flesh in a sure grasp. Keeping his hand tight enough to stimulate but not tight enough to make McGee come he stroked the arousal back to full hardness. It also helped to release the rest of the tension in McGee’s body. Gibbs released his hold on McGee’s member and gripping his thigh once more pressed fully inward with one slow push. McGee’s eyes widened with the movement his hands flying up to grip Gibbs’ biceps. When he’d stopped moving Gibbs maintained eye contact with his lover trying to not focus solely on the exquisite tightness.
McGee was already covered in a light sweat from not only their previous activities but the strain of trying to relax. The look he gave Gibbs was a little uneasy but mainly just dazed as though all of this was too much for his mind to process. Gibbs leaned down to kiss him softly. The familiar seemed to help clear away his expression somewhat and he gave Gibbs a shaky smile. Gibbs smiled back then started up a gentle rocking motion. It had been a long time since he’d been with a virgin but some things you never forget. When it came to someone’s first time you start off slow. He continued that motion for awhile his hand sliding up from McGee’s thigh to gently grip the underside of his kneecap.
Gibbs used the new grip to open McGee up a little more and made use of the new space by settling their hips together more firmly. Gibbs paid attention to McGee’s body’s cues. When the younger man’s hips started to meet his Gibbs went a little further. Pulling back slightly he pushed forward again seconds later in a small thrust. The motion was met with a needy moan so Gibbs continued. He kept up the small thrusts until they both were covered in sweat their breath coming out in harsh pants. Gibbs had been close to the edge even before they started but for some reason now that he was so close his ardor had cooled. He couldn’t be sure but he had a feeling it had to do with McGee’s reactions to his efforts.
Even with the small thrusts McGee was moaning steadily. His face was flushed, his erection dripping onto his stomach, his limbs shaking. His pleasure was almost palpable. Gibbs wanted to make it last as long as possible. In the end it was McGee who prompted Gibbs to pick up speed. After who knew how long McGee hadn’t been able to stand anymore. “Uh! Please, Jethro, I need…” had been all Gibbs had needed to hear. “It’s alright, I know.” Gibbs withdrew much further this time and pushed back in faster. McGee cried out at the added sensation as Gibbs continued with this new pace. Gibbs changed his angle after only a few thrusts so that he was hitting McGee’s pleasure spot continuously instead of sporadically as he’d been doing.
That was all it took for McGee to climax. Within moments he arched off the bedding, his eyes rolling back into his head, his whole body tensed, as his mouth fell open in a silent scream. Gibbs took in everything but never wavered on his thrusting. The only goal he was striving toward was to give McGee as much pleasure as humanly possible. The hot splash of come spread between their bodies in a continuous gush. The liquid seeming to break down into spurts only after McGee’s body fell back into the bedding shuddering almost violently. It was only when McGee’s member finally stopped expelling the evidence of his release that Gibbs seized up in orgasm.
It was instantaneous. One second he was watching McGee’s body working to prolong his climax the next moment when he realized McGee was finished his body reclaimed control from his mind and took what it had long been denied. Once his muscles had un-tensed enough to move again his hips started thrusting forward in small pushes to prolong his orgasm. The still contracting walls of his lover’s passage harshly milking the fluid from his member. Finally Gibbs could no longer hold himself upright and slumped forward. He felt McGee shift under him and made to move. He’d always found this comfortable but knew that most people didn’t like to feel crushed. He moved his hips backward until he was able to gently slip out of McGee’s body.
Using his hand as a brace he pushed down ready to lift himself upward so that he could flop to the side when he felt a gentle hug pull him back down. “Jethro, stay here, please.” Gibbs was a little surprised but pleasantly so. He leaned back just enough to look into the exhausted but happy expression of his lover. He found enough energy to lift a hand to settle against the side of McGee’s face. Leaning down he kissed the already swollen lips before wrapping himself bodily around the younger man. The thought of vengeance clear from his mind for the first time in years as he fell asleep.
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