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Boyfriends	By : rvanv Category: 1 through F > Brokeback Mountain Views: 1177 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own "Brokeback Mountain." Jack, Ennis, Alma and Lureen and the “Brokeback Mountain” storyline belong to Annie Proulx. I intend no copyright infringement, and there is no commercial purpose whatsoever to this story.

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Ennis sits there in front of the campfire with his big arm slung around Jack’s naked shoulders, fingers hanging down and absentmindedly stroking a rosy nipple to erection. Jack not so absentmindedly caresses his lover’s equally naked, muscular thigh and with a twinkle in his eye and a sly smile announces, “You’re my boyfriend, Ennis, know that? My boyfriend.”
Ennis looks at him like what the fuck? “Jack… don’t ya go sayin’ shit like that! Ain’t like you’re a girl or nothin’.” Even though Ennis does not understand his love for Jack, does not understand why he needs another man, why he needs this other man, it is of utmost importance to him that their special, inevitable relationship always be considered men’s business. It is a paradox of course, because the very fact that they both are men is what prevents him from starting up a little cow-and-calf operation with Jack.
Mindful of Ennis’s deepseated issues yet still in the mood for a little teasing, Jack bats his long, dark eyelashes and smiles broadly at his lover. “Sure thing I ain’t a girl… not with a boner like this.” He flexes his cock and sidles closer to Ennis so their naked hips touch. “But ya know, ain’t it kind a like a date, kind a somethin’ special ever’ time we get together? That’s like a date… an’ that means you’re my boyfriend. Guess that makes me your boyfriend too, don’t it?”
Ennis takes some comfort in the fact that there are no imagined girlfriends in this equation, but still he doesn’t quite understand Jack’s teasing. “Hmmm… sometimes ya think too much, Jack. I don’t know… maybe ya got a point there. Ya want me ta be your boyfriend? Shit, I don’t know. Makes it sound… what… like everbody else, an’ we know it ain’t like that.”
“Well that’s what it is, can’t deny it. An’ even better… on ever’ date we go on, Ennis, we fuck. It’s a sin is what it is, a goddamned sin. Don’t matter if it’s a boy an’ a girl or two boys doin’ it or whatever, long as we ain’t married we’re goin’ ta hell.” His blue eyes flashing mischievously, Jack looks right at his man. “Ya ruined me, Ennis Del Mar, ya stole my goddamned vir-gin-i-ty. Ya turned me into a bad boy!” As the ringleader in most of their sexual exploits, Jack grins while making his mock accusation, and even Ennis cannot help but snort at the absurdity of the statement.
“Well, I suppose I did. Can’t say I’m sorry ‘bout it though. Nope, ain’t sorry at all.” Ennis recalls vividly that first night in the tent that one summer on Brokeback Mountain when he had rammed his cock into Jack’s tight, virgin ass… but only after the other man had pretty much led him right to his back door. It was the first time Ennis had ever fucked anything save his own well-exercised fist. He hadn’t understood at all why he was driven to do what he did… but he knew it was right, and the rest of that wonderful summer confirmed his belief.
“No cause ta be sorry, friend, ya know that. Happiest day a my life was seein’ ya again after all them years,” Jack says, recalling their reunion after four years apart. For his part he can still feel Ennis slamming him into the wall for the passionate kiss that betrayed their singular hunger for one another even after all that time away from each other, even after both had wives and children. Jack can still feel his lover’s heartbeat, can still feel his animal strength and raging hardness, can still smell the musk and heat of that moment.
“Ya like gettin’ away from the missus, do ya?” Ennis as usual can be a master of understatement, having been told of the hellish conditions Lureen’s intrusive parents have imposed on their son-in-law.
“How many times I asked ya ta move out now, set up a little ranch somewhere? Huh, how many times?”
“Well…”
“Ya know, my wife… she can handle herself an’ the kid, Ennis. From day one she’s been runnin’ the whole goddamned show. She an’ them fuckin’ folks a hers.”
“Lively gal, sounds like. But ya got on good when ya met, didn’t ya? Had some good times even if her daddy’s a prick? Bet he was strict with her though. Bet she was chompin’ at the bit when ya come along.”
“Ah, ya don’t know the half of it, Ennis. Lureen ain’t never had ta wait for nothin’. Fact is, she’d trotted that pussy ‘round the block, was pretty damned loose by the time she got ta me. Sat right down on it, she did. In her daddy’s T-bird on that first date, didn’t bleed or nothin’ far as I could tell. Course the leather on the seat was red. Maybe that’s why. Nope… she knew just how ta get her clothes off in a jiffy. I didn’t even have ta help her with her bra… ya know how they always got them hooks an’ whatnot? I’m layin’ there, ya see, still got my boots on even, an’ she’s down ta her panties an’ then she’s pullin’ them off. Holy fuck, I thought, realizin’ I was layin’ there with all my clothes on an’ had a buck naked girl pinnin’ me down.”
“Wow… she moved that fast, huh?” Recalling his dull, chaste courtship with Alma, with barely a peck on the cheek as he dropped her off after a drive-in movie, even her timidity on their own wedding night, Ennis is downright jealous.
“Yep, an’ let me tell ya, she damned near ripped my shirt off an’ knew where ta find my zipper too. Sure knew how ta work a belt buckle in reverse… even one of them big rodeo kind. Yeah… she’d been with more ‘n’ one rodeo boy, tell ya that.” Jack doesn’t mention that at the time he was sure he had her beat on that score, and wouldn’t that have blown her mind? “Had my pants ta my knees in no time, then went for my shorts. Holy christ, she moved in there like she owned the place, Ennis, had her hand workin’ my dick like a goddamned stick shift, knew just how ta grab my balls without hurtin’ ‘em.” By now Jack is hard as can be just talking about it, and Ennis has popped a pretty boner too.
“Tell ya what, friend, never had a girl ride me before, only you. Felt kind a funny havin’ a wet cunt instead a your big balls bouncin’ on my short hairs. An’ no way was she near as tight as your ass. Don’t get me wrong, wasn’t half bad, my dick gettin’ all that attention other ‘n what my hand cared ta give it. An’ Lureen… she got nice tits… yeah… damn nice pair a tits.” But nowhere near as nice as yours, Jack wants to add, mindful of his lover’s well-developed chest and pink nipples ringed with blond hair. But he knows Ennis would not take kindly to having any part of his anatomy talked about in terms usually reserved for a woman. “Course I didn’t realize I was makin’ little Bobby at the time, bless his fuckin’ little heart. At least it was a good fuck. Tell ya what, that bronco bitch just ‘bout broke my dick, an’ I just ‘bout bounced her right out a the goddamned car.”
“Hmmm, sounds like ya had a good time, a mighty good time.” Ennis’s heart beats rapidly, his breathing quick and shallow. He feels heat in his groin, glances at his dick and the drop of anticipation that just emerged from his piss hole. “Ya met her in a rodeo bar that same day, is that how it went?” Somewhat annoyed by Jack’s enthusiasm in describing a great fuck that didn’t involve him, Ennis is fishing now, needs to be reassured there has never been as much love between Jack and Lureen, never as much passion as there is between him and Jack.
“Yes sir. She was one determined gal, Lureen was. Know what she told me later? Said she liked my pretty blue eyes an’ my smile an’ the way I wore my jeans an’ how I swiveled my hips. Shit, Ennis, I think she got me mixed up with that Elvis Presley guy, wasn’t like I was prancin’ ‘round that bar or nothin’. But I thought what the hell, get it while ya can, Jack. Smile big an’ shake them goddamned hips if it gets ya a nice piece a ass.” Even if it’s got ta be a girl, he had thought at the time. Especially if it was a girl, he knew, because some of the rodeo fellows had started to wonder about him. Jack’s boner lifts ever so slightly from its nest of hair as he recalls Lureen’s enthusiasm for his sexiness, in general at the recall of all the appreciation he has gotten over the years for his beauty and his body and what it can do to give others pleasure. “Don’t get me wrong, my friend. Ya know I come back here for a reason. Can’t never get the best stuff from a woman is what I’m findin’.”
Ennis agrees emphatically and pinches Jack’s perked-up nipple as if to punctuate the point. “Ain’t that the truth though. It’s just so good havin’ the two of us like this.” Jack nods, and damn how he loves this vulnerable, uncertain part of Ennis that needs his assurance. It takes Jack all the way back to their second night together, when he had to assuage Ennis’s fears before he would let Jack kiss him. For his part Ennis is relieved to hear the other man come right out and say it, that it will never be as good with Lureen.
“An’ your first time with Alma? That was your first time with a girl, wasn’t it?” Jack aims to be polite, doesn’t recall ever having pursued this with Ennis. He figures it must have been damned boring, at least for Ennis. Jack is sure he himself wouldn’t have minded being a virgin on the receiving end, though. His erection dwindles as he pictures Alma now, but he notes that Ennis’s prick is enjoying quite a surge. Jack reaches for Ennis’s dick, touches the shiny tip, licks the precum from his finger. Hmmm, Jack thinks, maybe he’s got a good story comin’ up after all.
Ennis wraps his arm tighter around his lover. “Weirdest fuckin’ thing, Jack. We was kissin’ an’ shit… ya know, like people want ta do on their weddin’ night… bein’ all romantic ‘bout it, but I couldn’t wait for that first fuck. Well, she wanted it too, a course, was scared as shit but dyin’ ta have me plug her tight little pussy, I just know it. But goddamn it, Jack, if I wasn’t thinkin’ ‘bout you, ‘bout you suckin’ on my dick like ya did all summer… then ‘bout me fuckin’ that tight ass a yours. Alma an’ me… we had the lights out, an’ I darned near flipped the poor thing over ta plow the back forty, thinkin’ I’d tell her I got the wrong side in the dark. But Ennis, I told myself, that ain’t right. Alma’s your wife. Ya can’t fuck her in the butt, can’t make babies fuckin’ your goddamned wife in the butt. I might just as well a fucked her in the ass, though, considerin’ how slow I had ta go so as not ta hurt her too much doin’ it like we was supposed ta do it, like a boy an’ girl is supposed ta do it. Wasn’t like you an’ Lureen, I guess, cause I made her bleed some, made her cry even but she wouldn’t let me stop. Felt kind a bad ‘bout that but that’s how ya know they ain’t been foolin’ ’round on ya, so it’s a good thing, ain’t it? Guess it didn’t hurt her too bad, cause even after I broke her in she wanted me ta keep it in all night. Horny little gal once she got goin’, an’ can’t say I minded that she wanted me ta keep on bonin’ her. I tell ya, Jack, she got all wild an’ wet on me, got me ta jizz three fuckin’ times once I took her. We figure that’s where Alma Jr. come from… don’t know which fuck it was, but I ain’t got no doubt I was shootin’ my best stuff right then.” He adds hurriedly, “I mean, after what I give you all summer up on that mountain.”
Jack’s buoyant penis betrays his mounting interest in Ennis’s detailed account of wedding night confusion… and accomplishments. Jack is happy enough having Ennis to himself at this very moment that he isn’t too worried about what little lady might have gotten the big ranch hand’s “best stuff” back whenever.
“Course then we had the two girls,” Ennis continues, chatty now about this matter that seems to concern him so, almost like he is trying to work out aloud his feelings for Alma versus his feelings for Jack. “An’ we couldn’t really afford ta feed no more, so she let me try the back door once. Thought I was a pervert, she did, an’ I had ta tell her one a the other guys on the ranch did it so he wouldn’t make babies an’ it worked better ‘n a rubber. Ya would a thought I was killin’ her the way she carried on, but she let me go at it till I come in there. Let me tell ya, Jack, I closed my eyes an’ it was you I was thinkin’ ’bout, buddy. Wasn’t since I seen you that I unloaded like that! Holy christ, did I ever ram it on home… forgot who I was with… bruised her where I was holdin’ on… sure scared the shit out a her. Was damned lucky I didn’t start sayin’ your name like I do when I’m goin’ at ya.” Ennis appreciates Jack’s grin that acknowledges such high praise.
“She don’t like me doin’ her behind,” Ennis says, “but sometimes when we’re foolin’ ‘round I just flip her over. Ain’t like I need ta ask permission or nothin’, her bein’ my wife an’ all. But I try ta be nice ‘bout it, usin’ lots a baby oil an’ goin’ slow an’ huggin’ her real tight an’ grabbin’ her tits an’ whisperin’ in her ear. Got ta be careful not ta send her flyin’ in ta the next county when I’m jizzin’. Tell ya what, Jack, I’m thinkin’ she likes it good enough, makin’ them same noises like she does when I’m fuckin’ her normal. Seems she don’t care ta have my jizz up her butt though, so I got ta remember ta pull out. Damned nuisance, that is. I try ta catch it with my hand, but ever’ now an’ then I think what the hell an’ just let it go, shoot my stuff on her ass or up on her back if that’s how she wants ta be.
“Funniest thing happened once, when I got up on my knees after pullin’ out. I had you in my mind an’ was runnin’ real hot, was goin’ ta shoot it on her back… an’ my dick kind a bounced up an’ set a big load flyin’ right in her hair. Holy christ, Jack, take my word… don’t never jizz in a lady’s hairdo. Good thing she didn’t have them curlers in or nothin’ or there would a been hell ta pay for a week. She was pissed off enough as it was, so I had ta make extra nice ta her, sayin’ I was sorry an’ pettin’ her all over an’ lickin’ her nipples an’ puttin’ my fingers inside her ta make her all nice an’ wet. Got her squirmin’ ’round an’ moanin’ easy enough. We was layin there later all snuggled up an’ friendly again, an’ she poked me but she was kind a kiddin’ me, said, ‘Ennis, sweetheart, don’t ya never go creamin’ my coif no more, okay?’ An’ I said, ‘Alma, sweetheart, what the fuck’s a coif?’ An’ she said, ‘It’s a fancy French word they use in this ladies’ magazine I seen at the A&P means hairdo.’ So I said, ‘Well, Alma darlin’, how ’bout if I cream that pretty little coif ya got there ’tween your legs?’ She was actin’ all embarrassed an’ such, but I knew better, knew she wanted her big ol’ man all over her from the front. Got up ta wash my dick, went back ta bed an’ fucked her proper. Course she made me put a rubber on, but it was okay. Wasn’t thinkin’ ’bout you right then, Jack. Hope ya don’t mind.”
“Shit, Ennis, ya just keep on with your storytellin’. Got me just ‘bout ta pop here listenin’ ta all this ‘bout takin’ Alma like ya take me. Makes me want ta get up an’ just sit on your everlovin’ cock.” In fact Jack pulls out from under Ennis’s arm, rolls over and crawls on top of his lover. Jack reaches for the grease, scoops a finger in and lubes his hole.
Jack is amused by the story of Ennis jizzing in Alma’s hair and her getting all pissed about it. With a man it sure is different, he thinks. Anytime Ennis shoots onto Jack’s body, hair of one sort or another is bound to get creamed… on his chest, his groin, his legs, his ass, even his mustache or occasionally unshaven chin. And for his part, Jack is such a shooter that he has plastered Ennis’s hair more than once when riding his cock. It’s just a head of hair, of course—Ennis wouldn’t be caught dead with a coif—and the two men find it funny as hell when it happens. Jack is in the mood for a good laugh, and he bets Ennis is too.
Jack sits down on Ennis’s erection while facing him and leans back, supporting himself with his hands resting on the other man’s thighs just above the knees. The dark beauty begins riding his boyfriend’s cock and moaning as the rod strokes his joy knob. The blond’s manhood fills his lover’s ass with heat, and Jack can tell he won’t even need to touch himself to come. They both love it when that happens, when the fucking is so intense that whoever is getting fucked just starts jizzing all over the place without further stimulation.
Jack trains his smoldering gaze on Ennis’s dark, lusty eyes as he raises and lowers himself repeatedly on his dick, slowly and deliberately at first, then with increasing speed as he gets the juices flowing… up and down, up and down, his anus heating up with the friction. Ennis arches his back to drive his cock as far as he can into his wild cowboy, and his manly bush of pubic hair caresses Jack’s full, young balls as they bounce up and down. As Jack gets closer to orgasm, he grips Ennis’s legs hard enough to leave bruises. With Ennis hammering his prostate, Jack’s erection grows firmer, his balls tighten, and he hits the point of no return. With one last forceful plunge down the entire length of Ennis’s cock, Jack’s pulsing boner jerks and pumps out a shower of hot, white semen. His asshole clamps hard on his lover’s erection.
The raging load rockets right over Ennis’s face and as Jack had hoped lands in his shaggy hair. A second shot settles in a blond eyebrow. Neither man has ever figured out how to laugh and ejaculate at the same time, so they hold the humor as Ennis heads into the home stretch. Drenched in Jack’s sperm, he bucks hard up into his lover, driving his prick deep and darned near throwing him off, before flooding his eager ass with spurts of hot, fresh semen.
Once the grunting, groaning and swearing are done, Ennis runs his hand through his hair to assess the damage, finds a generous amount of Jack’s cum there and rubs it in, making little wet peaks of hair that make Jack laugh outright. “What do ya think, Jack, is it me?” Ennis asks with a grin on his face. To which Jack replies, “Yeah, it’s you all right, an’ you’re a goddamned mess!” He drops down next to Ennis and they hug, start rolling around, roaring with laughter.
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