A/N Many thanks to my beta, Gotta. Hope you enjoy!

Gibbs awakened to the sounds of birds chirping outside his bedroom window. Rolling over he glanced at the alarm clock and turned it off before the powerful buzzing woke his bed partner. Propping himself up on one elbow he watched the man next to him sleeping peacefully. After Shannon and Kelly died, he had shared his bed with numerous other women but never imagined he'd be sharing it with a man. And not just any man, he smiled as Tim snuggled deeper into his pillow and let out a small snuffle. For the first time in a long time, Gibbs found himself in a happy relationship. Not to say the two of them didn't have their disagreements like any other normal couple, but with Tim it was easier. He was happy, in love and couldn't wait to come home each night with the younger man.

Wrapping his hand around Tim's semi-hard cock, Gibbs gave it a gentle squeeze and felt his own spring to life as he peppered the back of Tim's neck with kisses. "Timmy, it's time to get up."

"Jethroooo," Tim murmured, slightly annoyed by the older man's actions. "I need five more minutes."

Gibbs sucked and nipped on Tim's earlobe, occasionally dipping his tongue in and out of his ear canal. He chuckled, "Somebody is still tired from last night."

Tim grunted, "Thanks to you, I'll be lucky if I can walk today."

The older man lightly slapped Tim's hip, "I bet that's the last time you'll call me an old man."

Realizing he wasn't going to get any more sleep, Tim rolled over so he was facing Gibbs. After pecking him on the lips he smiled, "Perhaps only when we're talking about your sexual appetite."

Following a few more playful swats to Tim's ass, Gibbs pulled him in for a kiss. Each time he kissed Tim it felt like the first time all over again. He liked exploring every nook and cranny, running his tongue along Tim's teeth, often finishing with a nip to the younger man's bottom lip. Finally coming up for air, Tim rested his forehead on Gibbs' shoulder as he worked to catch his breath. "I suppose we better get up and ready for work. Only two more days until our vacation."

When there was no response from Gibbs, Tim lifted his head to make eye contact with him. "I know that face, Jethro. I thought you were excited about finally telling my family about us."

Cupping Tim's cheek in his hand, Gibbs shrugged his shoulders, "It sounded like a good idea two months ago. I'm not sure telling your mom that you're gay and in a committed relationship with your boss at your family reunion is the best idea."

Tim gave Gibbs one of his famous looks; his puppy dog eyes were in full effect as he stuck his pouty bottom lip out further than normal. Recognizing Tim's game plan, Gibbs sighed, "Babe, I'm just worried about you getting hurt, that's all."

Running his hand through Gibbs' hair, Tim kissed him, "You're always looking out for me, but this is something I need to do. We need to do! I'm tired of hiding!"

Gibbs felt his cock twitch. He enjoyed this revved up, passionate version of Tim who had broken out of his shell and taken a lot of chances over the past year.

He took hold of Tim's hand and clutched it against his chest, "You are my heart, Timmy. I will do anything to make you happy, you know that right?"

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Tim's voice cracked as he replied, "I love you, Jethro. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I feel this is the right time and if my family can't accept it then I have a whole other family here who does." Tim pulled back the sheets, exposing both of their erections. "Want to use the shower or bed this morning?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Gibbs replied, "Doesn't matter to me."

They stared at each other, eyebrows cocked as they waited for the other one to make a decision.

Finally the older man spoke; "We're already running late and the shower will be more efficient."

Tim flashed a boyish smile as he grabbed Gibbs' hand, pulled him off the bed and led him into the bathroom.

The two men had been in a relationship for a little over a year. Tim had finally moved in three months ago and every morning they had a routine of taking a joint shower, allowing them the opportunity to share an intimate moment before the start of each day.

Gibbs stood behind Tim; caressing his chest, occasionally tweaking one of his nipples as they waited for the water to heat up. Tim moaned and threw his head back, resting it on Gibbs' shoulder as the older man took hold of his cock and began massaging his balls. "Jethro," he whimpered, arching his back and spreading his legs to give him more room to work. "Jethro, I'm not going to last long if you continue."

"Maybe that's my intention," Gibbs whispered seductively as he continued the massage then gave Tim's balls a squeeze once he declared the water had warmed up. Once they stepped in, neither wasted any time going to work.

After pinning Tim against the wall, Gibbs gently grabbed hold of his face and moved in for a kiss. Tim played coy at first, not opening his mouth fully to allow Gibbs' tongue entry. "Timmy please let me in," he grumbled against his lips while continuing to kiss him.

Tim opened wider and shrieked when Gibbs bit down hard on his bottom lip, "That's what you get for teasing me." He didn't allow the younger man time to respond as he glided his tongue along Tim's bottom row of teeth. When they came up for air, Tim reached around, grabbed his ass and pulled him even closer.

They both groaned as their wet bodies collided forcing their erections to brush against each other, begging to be relieved.

Grabbing Tim's shoulders, he spun him around and bit down on his neck. Tim yelped as Gibbs' teeth sunk into one of his hot spots. Stepping back, Gibbs swatted his ass, "Lean forward and spread 'em."

Normally Tim would be bent over before Gibbs could instruct him and vice versus, but not this morning.

"Babe, what's wrong?"

Tim turned around dejectedly, "I'm sorry, but I really am too sore from last night. He dropped his head in shame, "I feel bad because I know this is a way for us to connect on a whole other level and I'm sorry I can't give that to you this morning."

Gibbs enveloped him in his arms and ran his hand up and down Tim's back. "Don't be sorry. No matter what we do, I always feel connected to you on a whole different level."

"Really?"

"Do I ever lie to you, Timmy?"

Tim shook his head, "No, no you don't."

Taking a step back, Gibbs gave him a quick peck on the lips, "And I never will."

Grasping Tim's hips, he pulled him directly underneath the water and lined their cocks up side by side. Tim gasped when Gibbs' callused thumb rubbed over the head of his penis. Knowing the end was near for both of them, Gibbs guided Tim's right hand to interlock with his left hand then repeated the process on the other side.

With both their cocks nestled between their intertwined hands they began moving their hips back and forth. It took a moment for them to get in a rhythm; however, once they did Tim shut his eyes and threw his head back enjoying the feeling of rough callused hands stroking his cock. Gibbs' eyes were focused on the prize; he didn't want the rhythm to stop or their hands to become undone so he watched their cocks glide back and forth between their hands. The differences between their hands, Gibbs' were rough and callused while Tim's were soft and supple, only heightened the sensation and it wasn't long before they felt their orgasms approaching.

Desperate for release, the two men started pumping their hips faster. Between the hot water massaging their bodies, the sensation changes and a natural love for each other both men finally reached the plateau. Gibbs growled, "Come for me, Timmy."

Upon hearing those words, Tim tilted his neck down and made eye contact with his lover. Feeling the fire burning deep inside his belly he came with a scream as orgasm after orgasm rocked his body. Watching Tim's reaction was always enough to pull Gibbs over the edge with him. It was a major turn on to see his young lover's eyes roll back as his body shuddered through the aftershocks.

Working hard to catch their breaths they rested their foreheads together and enjoyed the closeness. They took a moment to compose themselves before Gibbs spoke, "Why didn't I think of that before? That was amazing if I do say so myself."

Tim nodded vigorously, "The different sensations between our two hands were almost too much." Giving Gibbs a quick peck on the lips, he continued, "We will certainly be doing that again!"

Separating himself from Tim, Gibbs grabbed the bottle of shampoo and squirted some in his hand, "As much as I would love to spend the day making love to you, we need to get ready for work."

"I know, Jethro. Don't worry we'll have plenty of time for ourselves when we leave in a couple of days."

After finishing their shower they went their separate ways to get ready for work but always reconvened in the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Tim was letting Jethro in from outside when Gibbs made an appearance in the kitchen. Graciously accepting a cup of coffee he sat down at the table to put his shoes on.

Tim was opening a box that had come in the mail the day before and Gibbs laughed as his lovers face was reminiscent of a kid on Christmas morning. "Whatcha got there?" He asked, peeking over the side of the box.

"Oh you're going to love this," Tim gave him a mischievous grin then dug around in the box, pulling out a white t-shirt that had the McGee Family Crest on the front of it. Tassels in red and silver encompassed the entire crest. At the top was a knight's helmet in silver. Below that was a shield in black that had three small lion heads, which were in the shape of a triangle and also silver. Finally a scroll below the crest held the name, "McGee." Once Gibbs got a look at it, Tim turned it around to show him the back.

McGee Family Reunion was silkscreened on the back in red letters.

"So, what do you think? Tim asked, holding the shirt up against his chest, "Do you like it?"

Gibbs took a sip of coffee and nodded, "Yeah, it's going to look good on you."

Reaching into the box, Tim pulled out another shirt, "Good, I'm glad you like it because I got one for you too."

Hesitantly Gibbs grabbed the shirt from Tim and set it down on the other side of the table essentially ignoring the fact Tim had even given it to him.

Noticing Gibbs' reluctance, Tim leaned over and snatched the shirt back, "You know Jethro if you would communicate what you're feeling rather than just blow me off, I would appreciate it!"

"I'm not a McGee! Why would I want to wear some silly shirt that doesn't represent who I am?

Tim shoulders slumped as he quietly folded up the shirts and placed them back in the box. "It's about supporting me, Jethro!"

"Timmy...I...rea..." Before Gibbs could finish, Tim interrupted him, "Save it! It's good to know how you really feel!"

Gibbs sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as Tim stormed out of the room. He knew he had really stepped in it and wished he'd kept his mouth shut. Tim came back in after collecting their guns from the living room safe, "Think I'll drive in on my own this morning."

As he turned to walk away, Gibbs grabbed his hand, "That's unnecessary, we're going to the same place."

Tim looked down at their hands before he pulled his away. "It's necessary, Jethro. We both need time to cool off and I think you need to reevaluate if you want to be in this relationship."

"Timmy, come back," he shouted, but it was too late as Tim slammed the front door behind him.

Jethro the dog sat at his food dish and whined; Gibbs got up, grabbed a scoop of food and replenished his water dish. "Sorry, boy that's my fault, I made Tim upset this morning and he forgot." The dog licked his hand as to show no hard feelings then delved into his food. Gibbs sighed, "At least you don't hold a grudge. I have a feeling it's going to be a long day."

After holstering his gun, Gibbs grabbed his suit coat, locked the door behind him and headed for the car.

Following the argument he had with Gibbs, Tim decided to take the long way into work. He needed time to cool off, collect his thoughts and decide if this road trip was the best idea after all. They'd had their share of disagreements over the past year, but in the end they had always talked through what was bothering them and worked it out.

Tim didn't want to lose Jethro, but he would be lying if he acted like he wasn't hurt by what the older man said. As he drove, his thoughts drifted back to the start of their relationship. From the first day he'd met Gibbs he was turned on by his take charge attitude. His piercing blue eyes, gateway to his soul.

At first Tim didn't think he stood a chance at a relationship with his boss, but as time pressed on he would catch Gibbs stealing glances at him across the bullpen. When Tim would be working on the computer, Gibbs would lean in close and blow in his ear or occasionally put his hand on Tim's back or shoulder.

Eventually Gibbs made the first move one night as they worked on a particularly stressful case. It was late and Tony and Ziva were tracking down a lead. In the week prior their flirting had intensified and Tim was finding it hard to concentrate with Gibbs staring at him all the time.

-Flashback-

Tim looked up from the search he was running when he felt Gibbs' eyes on him once again. "Everything okay, boss?"

The older man didn't say anything; he stood up and motioned with his finger for Tim to follow him. Tim took a sip of water then quickly followed Gibbs to the elevator. As the doors slid shut and Gibbs flipped the emergency switch, Tim felt his heart rate speed up. Gibbs looked like a lion that was ready to pounce on his prey. His pupils were dilated to the point where Tim could only see an outer blue ring.

He gulped as Gibbs took a step forward, essentially pinning him against the wall. He could feel Gibbs' erection as it rubbed up against his leg, "Bo...bos...boss?" Tim stuttered, but was cut off when Gibbs' put his finger up to his lips.

"Shh no talking, Tim." Before he knew it, Gibbs' lips were pressed against his, sucking, licking and nibbling. Tim moaned when Gibbs forced his tongue in his mouth, exploring every inch of it. When they came up for air, Gibbs wrapped his arms around him and pulled him in for a hug. After finally regaining their breath, Gibbs spoke, "I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that, Timmy."

Tim took a step back and gave him another peck on the lips. Smiling he said, "Oh I think I know. However, this is only the first item on a long list of things I want to do to you."

Gibbs growled and squeezed Tim's erection through his pants, "Friday at 8, my place. I'll cook."

Taking a deep breath, Tim cocked one eyebrow, "In that case, I'll bring dessert."

Reaching around Tim, Gibbs grabbed his ass and pulled him close, "You are dessert." Unable to speak, Tim nodded as Gibbs gave him one finally kiss and flipped the emergency switch. When the door opened, Gibbs stepped out and turned around, "Go home." Pointing to the bulge in Tim's pants he continued, "It's getting late and we both need some relief."

Tim blushed and covered his pants with his hand as he stepped out of the elevator. "Thank God it's late and nobody else is around to see this," he mumbled as he went to his desk to collect his belongings.

-End Flashback-

Before he knew it, Tim had reached the Navy Yard and was waiting at the front entrance to show his credentials. As the car ahead of him pulled through the gate, Tim inched forward and flashed his badge.

Sam the security guard started doing a sweep of McGee's car, "Morning, Agent McGee! How are you doing this morning? I'm used to seeing you with Agent Gibbs, thought you guys always carpooled."

Tim sighed, "I'm doing okay, Sam. Agent Gibbs had an appointment so I drove on my own today."

"For someone who is just doing okay, you have an awfully big smile on your face."

"Yeah, well I was just thinking back to some happier times in my life."

Taking a seat back in the guard shack, Sam pushed the button to open the gate, "You're clear to go Agent McGee, just remember life's too short not to be happy all the time or forgive and forget."

"I'll have to remember that," he replied as he drove onto the yard and into the parking garage. He sat in the car for a moment to compose himself following Sam's advice. Life was too short, especially when you deal with bad guys for a living. You never know what each day could bring. Jethro was the love of his life and he wouldn't be able to live with himself if something happened and they had unresolved issues.

He knew Jethro was hesitant on meeting his family in the first place; however, that did not give him the right to treat him badly. Promising himself he would have a conversation with Gibbs by the end of the day, Tim was suddenly feeling a lot better as he exited the car and headed up to the bullpen.