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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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(Thursday evening, Siesta Motel)
�Got ourselves a situation ��
Ennis doesn�t even wait for the door to close before he grabs Jack by his mostly unbuttoned shirt, clutches at the swirls of dark hair framing an erect nipple. Ennis doesn�t look around like he did outside the apartment, instinctively fearful of who might be watching. No, he pushes Jack so hard toward the wall that the other man almost falls backwards. As soon as Jack hits the cheap paneling, hands flat on the wall to balance himself, Ennis has his fingers on the rodeo buckle, frantically unhasps the brass souvenir. His mind is in a whirl.
The sound of a belt being unbuckled � it�s that first night in the tent all over again! Got ta have him now, got ta get that cock in my mouth � jesus, got ta taste that cock again, eat it, eat his jizz! Fuck, what�s this button here, goddamn it, don�t need a fuckin� button here! Ennis doesn�t care, his strong fingers tear the button right off, rip open Jack�s jeans as the other man looks on in astonishment. What the fuck, Ennis? Jack thinks. But there ain�t much I can do about it, he tells himself. Maybe true, maybe not.
Ennis goes mad at the triangle of boxer shorts he sees. Jack wears underwear now, does he? Fuck that, fuck that! as he claws at the waistband. He pulls at the elastic, roughly slides his hand down into the dark pubic hair, feels the base of Jack�s swollen penis, warm, pulsing. Ah, there it is, there it is! Ennis thinks. I�m goin� ta have ya, Jack, comin� ta make ya feel like a man, like a real man! Jack�s heart races as Ennis yanks his jeans down to his knees, the shorts too, reveals his stiff cock�s piss hole glistening with anticipation. Jack almost swoons with relief at his cock finally being freed from his jeans. He�s been dripping since he hit the state line, probably, but didn�t want to take the time to jerk off. Jesus christ, he thinks, jesus christ, doesn�t really have any time to anticipate Ennis� next move. But it doesn�t matter. Ennis has taken the lead, and Jack is all his for the moment. Jack wonders, is he going to turn me around, fuck me?
With Jack still backed against the wall, Ennis drops to his knees, doesn�t even wait to hit the floor before his mouth swoops down onto that erection. Jack�s back and ass sweat against the paneling as Ennis takes him deep, deeper than he ever has before. �Jesus christ,� Jack gasps with pleasure, thrusts his dripping cock into Ennis� warm mouth. �Shit, Ennis,� he groans. �Oh fuck � goddamn � so fuckin� good � feels so good,� is all he can say as he starts to fuck Ennis� face. He also thinks, Ennis, I love ya so much, man, so much. He won�t say it in so many words, though, counts rather on the loving, sensuous connection between his penis and Ennis� mouth to tell Ennis as much.
Ennis doesn�t yet know they are going to have a �fishing trip,� will be spending a few more days and nights together, so he sucks Jack�s dick feverishly, as though his life depends on it. Got ta get everthin� Jack has ta give �fore he goes away, Ennis tells himself. Wish I could just eat ya, Jack, he thinks desperately. Just fuckin� eat ya right up. Ennis doesn�t know how long Jack will be here, where Jack is headed, if or when he might be back. He digs his fingers deeply into Jack�s buttocks � can�t let him get away � not this time � just can�t, Ennis decides.
Ah, the taste a that cock, he thinks, ain�t nothin� like it, just ain�t nothin� like it, is there? Musky, sweet, salty all at once. He brings his tongue slowly up the shaft, licks the head thoroughly, dives down to Jack�s scrotum, where he wedges his tongue in the wrinkled skin between his lover�s balls. The skin there tastes richly of sweat, Jack�s balls having been bound by his tight jeans for the better part of a day on the road. Ennis sucks each testicle, now the lower-hanging left one, now the right one, gently, gently, doesn�t want to cause pain down there�yet.
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He remembers his first time sucking Jack. It was a warm afternoon on the mountain, and they had been enjoying a naked embrace in the sunshine. Ennis had suddenly dropped to his knees to take Jack�s cock in his mouth. Jack had been sucking Ennis� dick off and on since their second night together, but Ennis was mortified that he might be expected to return the favor. He thought penises were somehow inherently dirty, and he couldn�t imagine how Jack had even thought to put his mouth there in the first place.Ennis convinced himself that Jack�s mouth was specially suited to the purpose. Well, the other man did have a beautiful mouth, a generous mouth that would open easily to a huge smile with lovely curves up at each end. And there was Ennis, with his own tight lips, his close-mouthed approach to life. Ennis didn�t know if he himself could do it, was so worried he might become ill, might accidentally bite Jack�s dick, might do something so Jack wouldn�t come. But he succeeded beyond his�and more surprisingly, Jack�s�wildest dreams. Not only did Ennis draw a healthy load out of Jack with finesse and swallow it all, but the impromptu oral excitement caused Jack to have a second, spontaneous orgasm. Jack pulled out in surprise and came all over Ennis� face. While Jack was horrified, certain that Ennis would be repulsed, in fact Ennis was overjoyed that he had performed so well, had so quickly mastered what he was sure would be a distasteful task, had brought such pleasure to the man he adored.
Ennis took his mouth to Jack�s cock plenty for the rest of the summer, didn�t worry anymore about not being as good at it as Jack was. He didn�t cause Jack to have any more multiple orgasms, but he found he enjoyed having Jack�s penis fill his mouth, feeling Jack�s full-body jolts during orgasm, tasting his lover�s creamy cum as it pumped past his lips.
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Ennis drags his lips back up the shaft, closes his mouth again around the whole penis, sucks down to the very base. Jack�s moans grow louder as he responds to Ennis� deep-throating with increasingly forceful thrusting. Ain�t felt nothin� like this since � well � since I last seen this man, he thinks, almost feverishly. None of the others � the faceless ones � no � no one else done it like this. So passionately, so sensitively, dare he think it�so lovingly. Ennis tongues Jack�s cock with love, that�s what it is.
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Ennis loves to please Jack, give of himself what he can to satisfy his lover, assure his man that he is the only person on earth who matters to Ennis at this moment. Making love, that�s what this is, isn�t it? Ennis has to remind himself that, yes, Jack is a man, but � but � I�m in love with him, and that�s just the way it is. I loved him on Brokeback Mountain, almost from the very beginning. I remember watching him � watching him move, watching him breathe, watching him just be Jack. Watching and waiting � didn�t know what I was waiting for � his hand, just that one night his hand taking mine.
Oh, Jack, he thinks. Oh, my darlin� Jack.
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Jack feels that extreme sensitivity he gets in his dick right before hitting the wonderful point of no return. It�s almost like his piss hole is being tickled until it burns. Almost.
�Ennis,� he groans, �oh � jesus christ � Ennis � can�t take much more a this!� By now, his sweating back is almost stuck to the wall. He strokes Ennis� hair as the other man�s head goes up and down. He feels the cum churning at the base of his penis, his dick throbbing now, the passage opening up, ready to shoot his load.
Ennis pulls his mouth away, plunges back down onto that big, sensitive head, knows that will bring Jack off for sure. He grabs onto Jack�s scrotum, hard, twists his lover�s balls in his fist as his mouth hits the pubic hair at the base of Jack�s cock.
�Fuck, Ennis, fuck,� Jack yelps at the pain, writhes against the wall. But the pleasure is not far behind, and his release is all the more ecstatic because he is with the only person he has ever loved, the only person he has ever really wanted to share his body with. �Gun�s goin� off, Ennis!� He has remembered Ennis� favorite phrase from their first summer as lovers.
The pleasure takes over Jack�s entire body as the semen courses through his cock and into Ennis� warm, wet mouth. Ennis keeps his lips locked on to Jack�s shaft, sucks to get every drop of the creamy offering, savors it before swallowing. After all, when will he next have a chance to make love to this man who can turn his world upside down in barely an hour? Yes, not even an hour ago, Ennis Del Mar, married and the father of two children, was introducing Jack to his wife, and already he has the man�s penis in his mouth, is eating his cum!
Ennis pulls Jack to him, tongue still bathed in semen, kisses him hard. Jack�s mouth meets Ennis� mouth, tastes his own seed. Holy fuck, Ennis, Jack thinks about the speed and intensity of all this. Holy fuck! But Jack knew what he wanted and had fourteen hours on the road to plan for this, while Ennis � well, Ennis had just sat and drunk beer and wondered nervously.
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Wondered � and wondered ... what would happen. What did he want to happen? He needed a cure for the four years of loss and heartache that had set in as soon as Jack drove away from Brokeback Mountain, he needed that for sure, but would this be it? Would it happen like this, get physical? At some level, he hoped it would get physical, give him some sort of immediate relief. But again, his family life � Alma � the girls � how would he work around that? He never imagined how easy it would be to turn his back on his family once he saw Jack. Betrayal � he has betrayed his family, hasn�t he? But only momentarily, he reminds himself. Ennis is not thinking beyond this moment at all, aside from knowing that Jack will go away again.
As soon as Ennis realized that he and Jack would be having much more than just drinks, he wondered, would this really be it, he and Jack being men today, no longer the boys they were then? Do they really still need each other?
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The two men continue to kiss against the wall, deep, probing, exploring again after so long. Jack�s pants are still around his knees, his cock half erect, and his naked groin presses against Ennis� jeans. Ennis is not wearing anything under that denim, didn�t want any inconveniences just in case, and Jack feels the distinct swelling of his lover�s cock head. Ennis grabs Jack�s hand�much as Jack had grabbed his hand in the tent to start it all that one night�presses Jack�s sweating palm on to the increasingly moist bulge. Skin against denim against skin, the friction in itself almost enough to make Ennis come.
Ennis� cock has been dripping since that first erection upon seeing Jack. In the truck he had to stop Jack�s hand more than once to keep from shooting. Jack continues to fondle Ennis� penis through the denim, not grabbing so much as stroking gently.
Jesus fuckin� christ, Ennis thinks. It�s goin� ta come out, an� ain�t nothin� I can do about it! Here he is, fully clothed, somewhat disheveled with a few shirt buttons undone, and he is about to come. �Jack,� he groans. �Jack � I need ta � uh, my jeans � goddamn, it�s wet down there, Jack!� Is this really about to happen? Almost twenty-five years old, and he�s on the verge of soiling himself, like some thirteen-year-old boy having a wet dream.
Jack pulls Ennis to him with his free hand, quiets him with a forceful kiss, continues to massage his lover�s moist crotch through the denim. Jack is fully erect again at the thought of Ennis coming in his pants. He knows this is something Ennis definitely would not want to happen, this loss of control, and that fact makes it all the more enticing for Jack. He would like Ennis to return to his wife with his jeans stiff with cum. Explain that to the woman who does your laundry, Jack thinks, a bit of that good old mischief from the Brokeback days surfacing amidst all this passion.
Ennis frantically tries to unzip his jeans, anything so he won�t come in them. Fuck, why didn�t I wear shorts? he asks himself. Goddamn it! His cock is so hot, as erect as can be, really tight against the denim. The more he tries to free his penis, the more it rubs. The jizz will probably force its way right through the cloth, Ennis thinks, leaving a big ol� stain for all to see. Fuck! And Jack doesn�t seem to care, keeps playing with my dick, the motherfucker! Jesus christ, that feels so goddamn good � right across the head like that � oh fuck, Jack, fuck!
Jack increases his massaging, drifts down to get Ennis� balls, too, but they aren�t quite as visible in the tight jeans as the shaft is, aren�t as sensitive as the head.
Ennis knows he�s heading into the home stretch, has to do something quick. He manages to pull away from Jack�s groping hands, gets his zipper halfway down. Pulls his stiff cock out, catches its tender underside on the zipper, but what the fuck, he feels that at least the head will be out of his jeans. Wants to make sure he clears his clothing, though, so he gives his genitals a forceful tug up. Now his scrotum catches on the half-opened zipper, no fun in itself, but Ennis is hitting the point of no return, doesn�t care about pain now that he has fully freed his cock. In fact, having his balls pulled up tight against the base of his dick increases the intensity of his climax.
�Jack, I�m goin� ta come!� he exclaims deliriously. �I�m goin� ta come all over the place, goddamn it! Aw, fuck � fuck � here it � unnnnh � here it � comes!�
He thrusts his hips forward, grasps the throbbing shaft as it shoots loads of hot cum out onto the carpet. Ennis sees double for a minute, but once he has recovered is relieved to see that he hasn�t soiled his jeans any more than they already were. He breathes heavily, milks his cock to make sure he�s gotten it all. He instinctively starts to tuck his dick and balls back behind the zipper, then realizes that hell, that doesn�t make sense considering how the rest of the night is going to go.
As his viscous fluid settles into the shallow weave to add to the stains in the cheap, dingy carpet, he looks at Jack, the first time their eyes have really locked since Jack�s arrival. His drained cock hanging out of his jeans, Ennis nods. His pants still around his knees, Jack nods back. Yep, they got themselves a fuckin� situation here. Got ta figure out what ta do.
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