Fic:NCIS:Cool Hand Tony (Gibbs/DiNozzo) NC17

Gibbs knew he should have stuck with no. No was safe. No was good. No was right. He pushed the button for the parking garage and the elevator door started to close. But a hand quickly inserted forced the doors open again and DiNozzo entered the otherwise empty elevator car.

Gibbs knew the question was coming even before it was voiced. He knew what his answer was going to be. No. Simple. No. And when Tony asked him for the 5th time in the last hour if he could wash his car at Gibbs' place, Jethro knew he should have just said no. He had the word formed on his tongue. But did 'No' come out of his mouth? Hell no! Jethro found himself groaning inside as he saw the knowing smirk on DiNozzo's lips at his "Okay, DiNozzo, just make sure you come early" comment bounced off the elevator walls.

Tony moved closer to him then, close enough for Gibbs to feel the heat of his body. The hot breath that tickled his ear made Gibbs shudder slightly. "I can cum hard, I can cum long, and I can even cum screaming your name." Tony's voice dropped to a husky murmur, which Gibbs felt down his spine. "Fuck, Boss, you know I can actually cum on your command. And I'll gladly cum any way you want me too, *except* early. I like to savor it."

Gibbs turned blue eyes upon the wickedly delighted green eyes looking back at him. He was all set to rescind his consent when the elevator doors opened and Tony sprinted out yelling over his shoulder as he ran to his car, "I'll see you tomorrow morning at 9."

Gibbs drove home, purposely avoiding thinking about why he didn't tell Tony no. As he ate his sandwich and drank his beer, he continued to forestall reevaluating his conversation with the younger agent. He worked on his boat for several hours, focusing on the grain of the wood, and not on his inability to utter monosyllabic words of the negative variety.

It wasn't until after Gibbs had showered and slid naked into bed that he allowed himself to consider why he was letting DiNozzo come to his house and wash his car. Jethro knew very well what Tony's intentions were. Tony wasn't just going to wash his car; he was going to put on a show. A show just for Jethro. A show designed to get Gibbs all hot and bothered and make him want to fuck Tony's ass. That's what Tony wanted, Gibbs cock in his ass.

But as the saying goes, Gibbs had been there and done that. A couple of times. And each time he vowed he would not do it again. He couldn't do it again. It would be a very bad thing if he did it again. But fuck, he wanted to do it again. And again. And again.  But he was Tony's boss, and he was an active Reservist, and an ex-Marine, and the whole 'Don't ask, Don't tell' shit was there in between them. Besides, Tony deserved so much more than a quick fuck. He deserved to be loved *and* fucked.

Truth be told, Jethro did love Tony, yet Gibbs didn't think he could make an actual relationship work given his current track record. He'd already had chalked up three failed marriages. Better not to ruin the genuine friendship he had with Tony over an easy piece of ass.

Gibbs groaned as he felt his cock begin to thicken. Make that a fine, easy piece of ass. A fine and very fuckable, easy piece of ass. Gibbs hands slid involuntarily to his cock and balls. He rolled his heavy sac between his fingers, feeling the weigh of them. Damn, he hasn't gotten off in a while. No redheads have graced his bed for a very long time. Hell, the only person who's been in his bed within the last year had been Tony, and that had only been twice, the last time being 6 months ago. Well technically Tony had slept in his bed two months ago, but they didn't actually have sex. Not really. But in Gibbs bed is exactly where Tony wanted to be again. The younger man was having no problem making Gibbs aware of how much he wanted to be back in Gibbs bed, having sex, be it subtle or overt. Hence the request to come over and wash his car.

Jethro's hand closed around his hard length and he began to stroke in earnest as he replayed the last time Tony had washed his car in Jethro's backyard.

Gibbs had almost lost the battle for abstinence the moment Tony had gotten out his Mustang. Tony's outfit, or at least what there was of it, had made Jethro's mouth fall open and cock get hard all at the same time. Tony was hot. Pure, unadulterated sex on two legs. Tony had on his Ohio State t-shirt and a jock strap. Well it wasn't really a jock strap. It was a pair of cutoff Levi 501 button fly blue jeans shorts. But for the amount of skin that was showing through, under, and around the shorts, Jethro was certain a jock was made with more cloth.

The shorts, were a well worn, faded blue material, Gibbs was sure it was butter soft. From the back, the frayed edges were so high that the bottom curve of Tony's asscheeks was clearly seen. And from the front, Gibbs saw that Tony's balls sat split on either side of the inseam. But the part that nearly had Jethro lose his cool was the thread bare patches in very strategic locations on the shorts. In one such location, near the top of the waistband, Gibbs could see the tip of Tony's thick cockhead peeking out, surrounded by an obvious wet spot, as Tony's hard-on had been drooling.

If it were not for Gibbs physically removing himself from Tony's close proximity, Jethro would surely have ripped off that little bit of clothes the sex siren wore and fucked Tony senseless. Instead, Gibbs retreated to the safe confines of his house. Yet he could not stop himself from watching DiNozzo wash his car. Or rather, watch Tony fuck his car. Because basically, once Tony saw that Gibbs was watching him from the porch, Tony began the most sensual, the most erotic, and the most blatant display of sexuality that the ex-Marine ever saw in his entire life. Were it not for the 8 foot tall privacy fence that surrounded the backyard, Gibbs would surely have had to arrest Tony for lewd and lascivious behavior, public nakedness, masturbation, and indecent sexual acts with a water hose.

At Gibbs hasty retreat, Tony's shoulders had sagged and Gibbs was certain Tony was disappointed at having lost his audience. Tony had grudgingly walked to the side of the house to turn on the water hose. It was on his return to the car that Tony looked up at the house and noticed Jethro was watching him. Tony could see the lust and desire in Gibbs eyes, as well as the obvious bulge in the older man's pants. The smile that bloomed upon Tony's face meant that the younger man knew that not only did he have a captive audience, but that Gibbs' will was near the breaking point. Gibbs hadn't run away because he didn't want Tony, he ran away because he did.

As mistakes go, Gibbs realizes with wry amusement that he had just made a critical one. One that Tony was about to take full advantage of. Both men were keenly aware of their attraction for each other. But Gibbs up to this point had an effective game face, throwing DiNozzo off of the fact that Gibbs wanted the younger man as much as Tony wanted him. And if Jethro had gone inside the house, down into the basement and worked on his boat, he would have been safe. Tony would have been disappointed, but he'd have gotten over it. But instead, Jethro had stood on the porch, looking through the sliding screen doors at Tony like he was the main course of a starving man's meal.

Gibbs silently cursed himself for his own weakness and was about to turn and walk away when he saw the feral gleam in Tony's eyes and the shift in his demeanor. Tony locked intense eyes on Gibbs and flashed him a seductive leer as he walked backwards to his car. Tony only broke eye contact as he pulled the shirt over his head.  Jethro grunted as he looked at the strong broad chest, tight abs and the light scattering of hair on Tony's chest and running the center line down his stomach, only to disappear behind the fabric of his low-rise jeans. But it was the glint of sunlight on metal nestled in the hair around Tony's right nipple that made Jethro's breath catch in his throat. While Gibbs eyesight may have been a problem when he was reading, there was absolutely no difficulty for Gibbs to identify the small gold barbells that pierced Tony's nipples.

"Damn," Gibbs whispered as his fingers ached to pull on the pieces of body jewelry.  This was something new that Tony had done, and the mere sight of it made Gibbs own cock begin to drip. Tony had always had sensitive nipples and he enjoyed the way Jethro would pull and bite them. Tony was really into the jolts of pain when Gibbs twisted the firm nubs as he fucked Tony's ass. Gibbs had teased Tony, telling the young man he was going to pierce his nipples and cock and put in hoops that Gibbs could pull on when he rode Tony hard.

"Oh shit," Gibbs groaned. Had Tony gotten his cock pierced as well? There was now no fucking way Gibbs could even think of turning away. And Tony knew it, expected it, and played upon it. Tony wet his lips slowly with his tongue and Gibbs eyes zoomed in on the motion. So here it was Tony had gotten Gibbs horny, now he was going to make the older man give in to his desire. With a knowing wink, Tony turned towards the car and began making a bucket of soapy water and wetting the back of the car down with the hose.

Gibbs leaned up from his bed and snagged the lube from the nightstand. He coated his hands with the slick substance, and then settled back down upon the bed. It had been over two months ago when Tony had his car wash performance. And anytime Gibbs allowed himself to dwell on that day he'd stroke himself off to a massive orgasm. Tonight's rememberance was going to be no different as Gibbs whole body continued to react to his thoughts of Tony and his performance. Closing his eyes and pulling on his erection, Jethro recalled how Tony had washed his car.

Tony, with his back to Gibbs, bent over at the waist and dunked his large sponge into the sudsy water. Gibbs watched as the shorts inseam rode up into the crack of Tony's ass, effectively separating the two firm globes. For good measure, Tony had shaken his ass as he squeezed water from the sponge. Standing again, Tony flung the sponge and it landed on the roof of the car with a wet smack. Reaching across the roof, with his body flush against the side of the car, Tony rotated the sponge in circles as he rubbed his body against the car. Glancing at Gibbs, Tony could see that his actions were of interest to the older man, but not enough for Tony's taste. It was time to up the ante.

Tony dipped the sponge again, but didn't wring out the water, instead letting it drip freely as he walked to the hood of the car. Leaning his ass on the front of the car Tony made a big show of stating how hot it was outside and how he needed some relief as he took his free hand and rubbed his cock. Then leaning back on the hood, Tony dribbled water from the sponge over his upper body. Gibbs watched open mouthed as the water rained down upon Tony's chest, and gasped in lust as Tony sat up, raised his arms over him, flung his head back, then wringed all the water from his sponge. The rush of water that covered Tony's arms, chest, stomach and lap, thoroughly wetting his shorts, had sent a corresponding rush of blood to Gibbs already hard cock. Even Gibbs nipples pebbled at the erotic display before him.

Tony shook his head, and water flew from his wet hair in all directions. Dropping the sponge to the hood of the car, Tony rolled over onto his front, presenting Gibbs with a view of the only portion of his body that was not wet, the part of his shorts and ass that Tony had been sitting on. Those two patches of blue on Tony's ass, big enough for Gibbs hand to cover each were still pale blue and dry, while every other inch of the shorts were soaked. But even that area didn't remain untouched for long as Tony had once again picked up the sponge, reached around himself and squeezed out any remaining water over his ass, looking over his shoulder in mock innocence at Jethro. Gibbs, for his part, had been absently rubbing his erection and tweaking his own nipples through his shirt. For good measure Tony began washing his ass with the soapy sponge, leaving suds to run down his thighs.

Gibbs knew it was only a matter of time. Like a game of chess, Tony was in pursuit of his King. Tony was playing a minimum move gambit and Gibbs had already lost most of his pawns, and all of his Rooks, Bishops and Knights. With his Queen trapped and his King in check Gibbs knew he had limited moves left for him. He could run but for only so long. Or he could surrender his King willingly. Tony's next words sealed his fate.

"Boss, I'm really wet. You mind if I get out of these clothes," the younger agent said as he slid off the car. Without even waiting for an answer Tony popped the first button on his jeans. Gibbs hands abruptly ceased movement upon his own body, so intent was he at watching Tony's mini striptease. Tony fingers the next button and Gibbs leaned forward, his hands holding onto the doorframe.

"I'm so fucking hot and wet Jethro. It's so damn hard."

Gibbs licked dry lips as he watched Tony grab and massage his balls through the bottom of the shorts. Tony slowly slid both hands up his stomach, resting each on a nipple.

"You like these, Jethro? I got them just for you. Just for you to pull on as you fuck my ass. When I pull them I feel it right in my cock, right in my ass. It reminds me of you, you know. Oh, shit, yeah. Just like you pulling them with your teeth." Tony's back arches as he tugs on the barbells, his face flushing.

"Tony." Gibbs grunted, as he held tighter to the doorframe. He was going to lose it, but not without a fight.

"I have a surprise for you Jethro. I think you already know what it is though. Do you want to see it Boss? Do you want to see my surprise?"

Tony undoes another button and Jethro silently mouths "Please."

"What was that, Boss? Did you say you wanted to see my surprise? I think you're gonna like it. Do you want it Jethro? Tell me."

Check. Gibbs was cornered and he knew it. "Yes, Tony. I want to see it. Show me. Please."

Tony releases another button. Just two left and Gibbs was twitching. Damn, Tony was such a fucking cock tease. But it was Gibbs own damn fault.

"You're overdressed, Boss. I think it only fair you take off some clothes as well. Aren't you hot?"

Checkmate. What the hell, Gibbs thought. His only saving fact was that Tony was outside and he was inside. As long as that remained the case, he could play along with the younger man. Releasing the frame, Gibbs slipped his shirt over his head. Tony's resulting gasp hardened Gibbs cock and encouraged him as well. It was true he had the same effect on Tony as Tony had on him. With that knowledge in mind, Gibbs watched as Tony stared as Gibbs lowered the zipper to his pants, letting the material fall to his ankles. Tony moaned as he tugged on his nipples again.

"You are so fucking hot Boss."

Gibbs acknowledged the compliment by rubbing his throbbing cock through his white BVD's.

"Come on, Jethro. I want to see skin. Don't you?" Tony released another button. 

In for a penny, in for a pound, Gibbs thought as he slid his boxers down and stepped out of the puddle of clothes at his feet. If he were honest with himself, Gibbs was really getting off on this, more so than he would have believed. Tony was all but salivating as he gave Jethro a thorough once over.  Gibbs almost gave into the desire to turn and display his ass for the younger man, but refrained hoping to keep some control of himself.

Jethro stroked his cock slowly, from root to tip, and smiled as he watched Tony stare mesmerized at him. Gibbs cleared his throat and Tony dragged his gaze to Gibbs face. Smiling, Tony asked, "Is there something I can do for you Boss. Something you want?"

"DiNozzo..." came the husky warning reply.

"Oh, my bad Boss. Now I seem to be overdressed. I can fix that." Tony releases the last button and peeled back the edges of his shorts, revealing a small patch of pubic hair and the slightest portion of his erection. Looking up at Gibbs through long lashes Tony smiles "I hope you like your surprise Jethro." With that, Tony turned around, wriggled the shorts off, giving Gibbs a view of his tight hot, ass. When the short were at Tony's feet he walked out of them, bent to pick up the water hose and walked over to the front of the car, never allowing Gibbs a view of his cock.

Gibbs wanted to see Tony's surprise. He needed to see the surprise. He wanted to know was it a barbell, or a hoop. Was it beneath the head, or at his sac? Was it jeweled, or simple? Fuck, he wanted to know how Tony looked and felt as Gibbs yanked it with his cock deep in Tony's ass. "Tony please."

Looking over his shoulder with an impish grin Tony says, "All you had to do was ask, Jethro."

That's when Gibbs realized he had spoken aloud. Fuck. "Please Tony, may I see my surprise?"

Turning to face the older man, Tony's cock jutting straight up towards his stomach, Gibbs saw the sight that made the statue David look like it was made from play dough. Tony stood before him, body tanned, hard, cock long, swollen with excitement and sporting two piercing, a ring at the head and a ring at the ball sac.

"Shit!" Gibbs exclaimed and squeezed his cock hard and his eyes tightly shut as well. He had to count to ten before he released either, just to get himself under some semblance of control. Looking back down at the man he wanted to ravish, Gibbs could only utter one word. "Fuck."

"Does that mean you like it Boss?"

"Fuck, Tony. Shit. You better fucking believe I like it."

"Great. I want to feel you pulling them Jethro. I want to feel you plough my ass and pull my rings and make me scream."

"Tony, I can't. We can't. You know we can't."

"But you want to, right? You want to fuck me, don't you Boss. You want to put your cock deep into my ass, don't you?'

"Yes, but..."

"Why don't you let me show you how these babies work, Boss?" Tony sits on the hood of his car again, bringing the hose with him. Leaning back, Tony slid the ring at the front of his cock over the tip of his head. Then Tony slowly began to stroke his cock. Gibbs watched as on the downward strokes Tony would moan as he dragged the ring over the crest of his head. And on the upstroke, Tony pulled the ring at his balls with his pinky. With each movement Tony groaned at the jolt of pain and moaned at the rush of pleasure. And that's when Gibbs knew he was toast.

It didn't take Tony long to get into a smooth rhythm and soon he was pumping his hips into the motion. Gibbs stroked his cock in tandem, watching as Tony pleasured himself. Tony broke his pace for only a moment as he placed the water hose between his legs, the flow of water aimed straight at his puckered asshole as he raised one foot to the bumper, exposing himself to the flow.

"Fucking son of a bitch." Gibbs growled as he watched Tony get off on the feel of the water pelting against his anus while Tony pulled on his dick.

"Oh. Oh. Oh shit, Boss feels so fucking good. So fucking good. I want to come Boss. I want to come. Please. I need you. Oh shit, Jethro, I need you. Make me come. Fuck, make me come."

"Fuck, Tony." Gibbs words come out huskily as he is so aroused at the carnal display before him. Tony was a wanton slut, asking, no begging Gibbs to fuck him. Gibbs watched as Tony threw his head back. Tony was on the verge, so close. He just needed a push.

"Imagine me in your ass, DiNozzo. Imagine my cock penetrating that tight ass of yours. I wouldn't even stretch you Tony. Cause you like the way it hurts so good, don't you? I'd just run a quick slick of lube on my cock, and I'd line myself up with that tight little asshole of yours."

"Yes, Jethro, yes. Please, yes."

"You know what I'd do then Tony? You think I'd ease my way into your hole, an inch at time? You think I'd slowly give you this thick nine inch dick, opening your ass bit by bit, until you accepted every inch? Do you think I'd do that Tony? Do you want me to give to you slow?"

Tony's only reply was a garbled grunt as his hand flew up and down his cock. Gibbs hands continued to beat on his own cock at a frantic pace. They were both on the edge. Just one more push.

"No way in hell, DiNozzo. No way in fucking hell. I want to rip your ass off Tony. I want to give you all nine inches hard, fast and deep in one shot. I will breach you in one quick stroke and push into you till my balls bump up against yours. I'll push into you to the root Tony. Then I will *fuck* your ass like you were a fucking whore Tony. I will take you hard and fast. I will ride you Tony. Ride your ass like I own it. You want me to own your ass Tony? Will you be my fucking whore? Will you take my cock Tony? Take it all. Take it Tony. Take it. Fuck. Fuck. Take it Tony Come for me. Come now, Tony. Now!."

Simultaneously, on Gibbs command, both men cursed and jerked their cocks as thick stands of cum spurted from the tips of their dicks. Tony's stream shooting straight up into the air, then arching and spattering to the ground. Gibbs cum was thick ropy strands that created an irregular design as it hit the screen door.

Each man panted as they tried to regain their breaths. The orgasm had zapped the energy of both men. Finally Gibbs had the presence of mind to be able to speak.

"Turn off the water Tony and get your ass in here. I need to get some fucking rest."

"On it Boss." Tony replies with a smile.

Gibbs moaned as he shifts on the bed. "Yeah I want you on it Tony. I want you on my cock right now."

"All you had to do was ask, Jethro." Tony's husky voice from the doorway startles Gibbs, as he hadn't heard the young man enter the house, so caught up in his memory and the current masturbation session he was in. Shedding his clothes as he walks over to the bed Tony turns a seductive smirk at the older man again. "You told me to cum early. But I didn't think you'd cum without me, Jethro."

Before Gibbs could answer, Tony knelt between his legs, deep throated Gibbs cock and sucked for all he was worth. As Gibbs grabbed Tony by the hair and began fucking the sex siren's mouth, Gibbs knew he should have said no. But with Tony, maybe it was better to just say yes.

Tony's mouth was hot and wet and fucking talented. Gibbs knew it wasn't going to take long before he was going to come. Tony knew how to work him, knew what he liked. Looking down at the head bobbing up and down his cock Gibbs groaned in pleasure and a certain resignation. There was no point in fighting it anymore. He and Tony were meant to be together, and not just for the sex. Even though the sex was fucking fantastic. No, he loved Tony regardless of the sex. Their sexual compatibility just made it so much more interesting.

Gibbs thoughts stopped a moment after the mouth on his cock stopped. Looking down across his chest, Gibbs saw Tony's face looking back up at him, Tony's green eyes intense. Gibbs saw Tony's tongue flick out and lap at the pearl of semen on Jethro's dick that Tony had just pumped out and Gibbs shuddered.

"I want it Jethro. I want it all."

"Don't stop sucking, Tony. I'll give it to you. I'll give it all to you, just suck a little more, babe." Jethro's voice is hoarse, breathless.

Tony smiled as he crawled up Gibbs body. "I want what you promised me Jethro. I want what you said the last time I washed my car. I want *that*. And I want it *now*." Tony kissed Gibbs mouth deeply. Then Gibbs groaned as he tore his mouth away, realization of what Tony was asking for hitting him hard in the gut.

"Tony?" was all the older man could ask before DiNozzo whispered in his ear.

"All of it. Just like you promised. Give it to me, Jethro. Take it. Take me. Make me yours."

"But Tony..."

"No buts. I want it. I need it. Fuck Jethro. I need you. I love you. Please."

Maybe it was the sound of Tony's voice, the quiet desperation, the longing, the love. Maybe it was the words he said, that he needed Gibbs, loved him. Maybe it was the fact that he said 'please' in a way that sent a spark straight to Gibbs dick. Whatever it was, it really didn't matter, as the end result was what spurred Gibbs into motion.

With his hands cupping Tony's face Gibbs kissed his love deeply, possessively. Bracing a leg over Tony's body Gibbs rolled them until Tony lay beneath him. Then Gibbs kissed Tony again. Plundering his mouth. Tony wanted it all. He wanted Gibbs to take him hard, to own him, like Gibbs had said the last time Tony was here. Rising up to look the young man in the eye one more time Gibbs spoke one word, itself a question and a statement, asking permission and demanding surrender all at once.

"Tony."

Gibbs answer came not in words but in action as DiNozzo spread his legs as wide as possible, raised them up, bent at the knees and wrapped his hands around his ankles, presenting his asshole, his entire body really, for Jethro's use.

Under normal circumstances Anthony DiNozzo was a sexy man, hard to resist. There was no fucking way Gibbs could hold out against a wanton, open, sexual creature who was willingly giving his entire body to be taken and used and fucked to Jethro's heart content. No way could Jethro turn away from the love and loyalty and trust that were being given to him, completely.

Snagging the lube again, Jethro slicked his cock up. The fleshy rod felt harder than it had ever been before in his life. He knew when he did this he was not going to last long. Hell he wasn't sure he would last after just getting inside. He looked back into Tony's eyes and wanted to tell the younger man that this ride may not be worth the price of admission. He saw the sweat glistening on Tony's body, the quick rise and fall of his chest, the liquid flowing freely from Tony's purple-headed erection, and realized Tony was as on edge as he was. Again Tony's words sealed the deal. "Make me cum Jethro. Make me cum now."

Kneeling between Tony's outstretched legs, Gibbs leaned in and kissed Tony hard. Tony's eyes closed at the assault on his mouth but Gibbs eyes remained open, watching, wanting to see Tony's face when Jethro pushed inside. He continued to kiss Tony as he lined his cock up with Tony's tight pucker. And Jethro sucked in Tony's scream as he watched Tony's eyes fly open wide when Gibbs shoved his cock fully inside of his lover.

Heat and pressure like a vice, surrounded Gibbs cock. Within seconds of breaching Tony's ass, Gibbs whole world narrowed down to his cock, to the hot silky channel that was clamped down tight upon him. His body moved of its own volition and Gibbs began to rut in Tony's ass. The fucking was fierce, hard, and primal. And each of Tony's moans Gibbs swallowed up with a kiss. It was the need to feel Tony's climax, the need to know that Tony got as much from their joining as he did, that gave Gibbs the presence to slide his hand between their bodies and pull on Tony's cock. Gibbs rubbed the wood roughened pad of his thumb over Tony's sensitive cockhead and Tony moaned and pushed into the not so gentle caress. And when Gibbs hooked his pinky in the ring at the tip of Tony's cock and pulled on it sharply as he ground his hips into Tony's ass, punishing Tony's prostate, Tony arched his back off the bed, screamed Jethro's name and spurt hot cum between their bodies.

"Mine Tony. Damn you. You are mine. Mine." Then Tony felt heat rush through his channel as Gibbs cum spurted from the older man's cock. Tony released his ankles and wrapped his legs tight around the ex-Marine's back as Gibbs had collapsed on top of him.