"And what in hell are these?" Tony held up the offending item between thumb and forefinger, frowing at Gibbs who merely shrugged as he pulled on a loose tee shirt over his shorts.
"Speedos," Gibbs offered. "You said you had nothing for the pool and that was the best the hotel could offer - you don't like 'em, you can go butt naked."
"Hah! I'm not wearing a speedo!" Tony groused. "Speedos went out with the arc and sky blue with red and yellow stripes are so *not* me."
"So it's butt naked then - suits me." Gibbs collected up his book, shades and draped a towel around his neck. "You coming?"
"You'd really want me ass out?"
"I'd love it, but can't see hotel security likin' it."
"Which is why," Tony gave his lover a shit eating grin. "I headed downstairs and picked these up in the lobby shop. "Dolce & Gabbanna - two hundred and eighty five bucks - and guaranteed to leave a certain Silver Fox begging for more."
"They're just swimshorts, DiNozzo."
"Swimshorts yes, but so much more."
"Yeah?"
"Oh yeah, and I'll prove it. Give me two seconds then come into the bathroom."
Gibbs was bemused, curious but bemused. He followed the younger man and watched him step into the shower. Lifting the shower head off the catch, Tony sluiced himself down with warm water, letting it run in enticing rivulets all over his body but paying special attention to his groin.
The swimshorts were black, figure hugging deliciously around an already hardening cock and when Tony turned around, the material merely served to accentuate his tight, peachy butt.
Gibbs' tongue snaked out to lick at suddenly dry lips while his entire body tried desperately to ignore the raging hard on going on his own shorts. "DiNozzo - " he began, suprised to hear his voice had risen an octave.
Damn the man was so fucking hot when he was wet - and Tony knew it. He stood there, head slightly lowered and tilted to one side, lips parted slightly as he blinked slowly - a hand already teasing his thrumming cock as he let loose a low groan before letting his head drop back while his hand began to move faster, more urgently.
"What the hell," Gibbs murmured. "Show him off poolside or fuck him in the shower - looks like the pool can wait."
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Date: 2009-06-19 07:50 pm (UTC)"Speedos," Gibbs offered. "You said you had nothing for the pool and that was the best the hotel could offer - you don't like 'em, you can go butt naked."
"Hah! I'm not wearing a speedo!" Tony groused. "Speedos went out with the arc and sky blue with red and yellow stripes are so *not* me."
"So it's butt naked then - suits me." Gibbs collected up his book, shades and draped a towel around his neck. "You coming?"
"You'd really want me ass out?"
"I'd love it, but can't see hotel security likin' it."
"Which is why," Tony gave his lover a shit eating grin. "I headed downstairs and picked these up in the lobby shop. "Dolce & Gabbanna - two hundred and eighty five bucks - and guaranteed to leave a certain Silver Fox begging for more."
"They're just swimshorts, DiNozzo."
"Swimshorts yes, but so much more."
"Yeah?"
"Oh yeah, and I'll prove it. Give me two seconds then come into the bathroom."
Gibbs was bemused, curious but bemused. He followed the younger man and watched him step into the shower. Lifting the shower head off the catch, Tony sluiced himself down with warm water, letting it run in enticing rivulets all over his body but paying special attention to his groin.
The swimshorts were black, figure hugging deliciously around an already hardening cock and when Tony turned around, the material merely served to accentuate his tight, peachy butt.
Gibbs' tongue snaked out to lick at suddenly dry lips while his entire body tried desperately to ignore the raging hard on going on his own shorts. "DiNozzo - " he began, suprised to hear his voice had risen an octave.
Damn the man was so fucking hot when he was wet - and Tony knew it. He stood there, head slightly lowered and tilted to one side, lips parted slightly as he blinked slowly - a hand already teasing his thrumming cock as he let loose a low groan before letting his head drop back while his hand began to move faster, more urgently.
"What the hell," Gibbs murmured. "Show him off poolside or fuck him in the shower - looks like the pool can wait."