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Reunion	By : rvanv Category: 1 through F > Brokeback Mountain Views: 1695 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own "Brokeback Mountain." Jack Twist and Ennis Del Mar and their families are the creation of Annie Proulx and remain her property. This story has no commercial purpose whatsoever, and I intend no infringement of her copyright.

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(Sunday morning, on the road)
�Something to remember ��
Damn, Ennis, Jack thinks, crazy as it was, that sure felt good what ya was doin�, suckin� on my dick like that. He tells Ennis to get back up on the seat. Pulls his lover close, wraps his arm around his shoulders. �Ah, Ennis,� he whispers. �Ya know, Ennis, fuck Alma an� your job, an� those little girls ain�t goin� ta notice if we spend some extra time out here. Ya started somethin� here, an� how �bout we finish it up the right way, huh?� After all, Jack already has his pants off and still sports a raging erection despite the tears and his concern about Ennis. Aside from that, he has decided that maybe Ennis hasn�t gotten all that he needs from him this time around.
�How �bout ya go ahead an� get comfortable too, what do ya think?� Jack suggests. Might help if he gets his clothes off so we can fool around a bit. Ain�t really got time for it, but damn, this motherfucker is all pent up. Don�t think it�s goin� ta get any easier �tween here an� Riverton if we don�t take care a this right now.
Ennis realizes, I got really hard when � when we were goin� ta � goin� � jesus, that�s really sick, ain�t it? Fuck � what�s wrong with me? Wanted us ta � ta go off the road when he was comin� in my mouth, an� my dick was so hard, ain�t never been so hard maybe. What the fuck is wrong? He don�t seem ta know what I was tryin� ta do, does he? Jesus christ, can�t never tell him �bout this � �bout what I did � just awful, worst kind a bein� selfish, me tryin� not ta hurt �cause a him leavin�.
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Jack�s embrace and unflagging erection get Ennis hard once and for all. Maybe not as hard as he just was on the road, but hard enough � plenty hard enough. Ennis strips off his shirt, his undershirt too, wipes his wet face on the soft cotton. He silently agrees with Jack that there is only one way to take care of this. He works his way out of his own boots, undoes his belt buckle, opens his jeans. Slips them down to his knees to free his penis, sticky, damp with precum. Raises his legs to pull his pants off.
Jack turns to face Ennis, gently pushes him down onto the seat, straddles him, starts kissing him. As their cocks meet, Ennis� long legs end up split apart, one flung over the back of the seat, the other braced beneath the dashboard, against the driver�s door. He wants me ta fuck him, Jack realizes. He wants a good fuck that he�ll remember till November, don�t he?
Indeed, since they didn�t die in a crash, Ennis finds himself again needing to keep his life as it is, but so badly wanting to have Jack, too, needing to have Jack after this mindfucking reunion. But it can�t be like Jack wants it to be, Ennis has convinced himself, the ranch and all. It just can�t be like that. The best he can do right now is have Jack fuck the hell out of him, leave as much of his semen as possible deep inside him, seed for future fantasies.
The small can of grease is at the bottom of some backpack, and this is no time for niceties. Jack spits into his hand, rubs it on his shaft to slick it up as best as he can. He has never done Ennis like this, but he�ll see where it goes. Ennis closes his eyes, prepares for � well, he�s not sure how much this will hurt. But he knows how it always ends up, and that pleasure will surely be worth the price in pain. Aside from that, he was hoping to die just a few minutes ago, wasn�t he? He actually hopes it will hurt a lot � make him forget what he tried to do � punish him for doing what he did.
Jack guides his erection toward Ennis� asshole. Pushes lightly, doesn�t get anywhere. Just get it over with, Jack tells himself. This painful part � sorry, Ennis � it�s the only way in, I got ta do it. But soon as I hit that pleasure spot, the motherfucker ain�t goin� ta remember anythin� �bout pain. Hell, if he�s lucky enough, it�ll be just like the first time he did me, makin� me come all over the place an� I didn�t even touch myself! Man, the thought a that�s makin� me stiffer �n ever! Let�s try another poke here. Jack pushes again, much harder, more sharply, breaks through that tight ring of muscle, gets a yelp out of Ennis.
But Ennis is desperate for Jack�s cock, knows it�s got to be this way. Only way ta find that sweet spot in there, he thinks, only way. Jack senses his lover�s pain, stops to let Ennis absorb the impact, but Ennis pushes his ass further on to Jack�s dick. �Got ta have it, Jack, got ta have it!� he moans. Hurt me, Jack! he thinks. Hurt me! Love me, hurt me, please � please love me! �Now, Jack, fuck me, now!�
Jack sees he needn�t worry about hurting Ennis. Damn, the fucker�s tough, Jack thinks while supporting himself on Ennis� hips. He watches his cock slide in and out of Ennis� ass, in and out, almost pulls it out each time but not quite. Pushes deeper and deeper as Ennis brings his one leg down to wrap firmly around Jack. �Fuck me, Jack, fuck me! Fuck � oh fuckin� christ. Jack, Jack, Jack.� Ennis� moans are desperate, his groans louder and louder as Jack shoves faster, faster, more and more excited by the increasingly intense wildness in Ennis� shining eyes, by the unmistakable look of pain in those eyes. He has never fucked the other man this fast or this hard, and he can�t believe they�re doing it in his truck of all places. In the back of his mind, Jack hopes that Ennis will come all over the seat, stain the vinyl so that Jack can pick up that wonderful earthy scent until he sees his lover again.
Ennis takes hold of his own dick with one hand, slides the other hand back and forth through his pubic hair, massaging his groin. As Jack pumps away, Ennis strokes his shaft more urgently than ever, digs his strong fingers deeper, more forcefully into the sweating skin around the base of his cock, presses deeply on that area between his balls and his ass.
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As Jack fucks Ennis, the power of penetration takes over. He�s askin� for it, he needs it, he needs my cock in his ass, strokin� that joy spot, don�t he? Jack asks himself.
Ennis needs this so bad, Jack knows.
But he said no ta me, didn�t he? Said no ta what I need, goddamn it. The motherfucker said � no.
For once, Jack channels his frustration right back into the man who caused it in the first place, the man who shot his airplane out of the sky, who wouldn�t agree to a sweet life with him on a ranch. Maybe I�ll hit that sweet spot � an� maybe I won�t, Jack thinks. He starts with his fingers � has never done this before, but now he works them into Ennis� hips�, digs bruisingly into Ennis� thrusting hips. Fuck you, Ennis Del Mar, fuck you! Jack thinks as he pounds his lover. Ennis feels the other man�s full fury, he knows what it is, and he writhes around so that Jack�s cock hits his prostate over and over and over. Ennis craves the ecstasy that Jack�s punishment promises to deliver.
Goddamn you, Ennis! Shove! Motherfucker! Shove! How come you�re fuckin� everthin� up? Shove! Jack thrusts right up to the hilt each time, pubic hair rough against Ennis� asshole.
Ennis responds to the violence, feels it coming each time, can�t control himself. �Oh, Jack. Jack, fuck � oh, oh, fuck!� He grabs his own balls tightly, as though he could squeeze the cum right out of them.The pain � the pleasure � more pain. His cock pulses as his other hand flies up and down, stimulating head and shaft in a frenzy. He can feel the swelling of Jack�s cock inside him, the swelling that tells Ennis that Jack is about to come. He rides that cock, wants to make this as memorable for Jack as it will be for him. I love ya, Jack, I love ya. Please � please � please don�t forget me this time!
Jack, he thinks, this got ta last six months. Ain�t no four years, no, but � aw, shit � ain�t never goin� ta be enough time, is there? It�s usually Jack who worries about that, about there never being enough time. But Ennis is worried sick. He is going to lose the man he loves, doesn�t really know for how long, doesn�t know what to do about it. Will Jack really come back in November? Probably, Ennis decides, probably. But after that? He imagines that Jack feels like him, that this time together offers an incredible release that neither could ever find anywhere else. Ever.
Ennis feels the head of Jack�s penis probing his very core, and he pumps his own swollen cock, pumps and pumps as his cum surges to the tip. At his moment of release, Ennis clamps down on the other man�s erection, and Jack groans, �Oh, Ennis, Ennis! Oh, jesus�.unnnh � fuckin� christ!� as he delivers load after load of hot semen deep inside his lover � inside this goddamned man whom he loves so goddamned much despite himself.
In a frantic tangle of hands, sweat and pubic hair, Ennis aims his own dick straight up, spews his jizz all over Jack�s stomach and groin, as though the other man were a target. �Aw, fuck! Goddamn � Jack � feels so fuckin� good �,� Ennis trails off. Streams of cum dribble back onto Ennis� body, run off his hips onto the truck seat.
Jack carefully pulls his dick out of Ennis� ass, sits back on his haunches. Ennis is drenched in sweat, not all his own, feels like he is stuck to the vinyl. Ennis, ya sorry motherfucker, Jack thinks as he regains his breath, ya really needed it bad, didn�t ya? Worse �n I thought. Whole lot worse �n I thought.
But they both will have their mementoes of each other after this reunion: Jack, a vinyl truck seat bathed in Ennis� sweat and crusty with his semen, and Ennis, bruised hips and an ass full of his lover�s cum.
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