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Summer of Love	By : rvanv Category: 1 through F > Brokeback Mountain Views: 3123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jack and Ennis have just enjoyed watching another splendid sunset from their camp on Brokeback Mountain. They sit on a blanket against a log, the campfire blazing even though the night chill has not yet set in, because they are naked. They have made love outdoors only once so far, on another rare night like this when it was too warm in the tent.
Unlike Jack, who is modest although comfortable being nude, Ennis is not quite sure about this, being naked outdoors and all. He hesitates because it feels so damned good to have the soft breeze play across his skin, and he is not sure he deserves this.
They have been lovers about a week now. Neither boy has used the word "love" yet and in fact may never use it... but that's what it is. Well... maybe it's not quite that yet. It's probably still infatuation. This is all so new for them, so exciting, like discovering a toy they never even knew existed. They enjoy an intense but playful relationship, romantic but rough, the physical language predominating while the emotions brew just beneath the surface.
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Ennis has his arm around Jack, who rests his head on his lover's shoulder. Staring into the fire, without looking at the other man, Ennis takes a deep breath and says, "Jack, how 'bout ya suck on my dick again, huh?" He immediately worries that he has made a mistake. Damn... can't believe I just said that. Sounds like I ain't happy with that other stuff we been doin', don't it? But it felt so fuckin' good the way he had it in his mouth that one time.
Sex with another man is so far out of Ennis's realm of understanding that he has been content just to follow Jack's lead. He doesn't know how to ask for things like Jack seems to. Jack is such a goddamn natural at everything, Ennis thinks... at everything fun or dangerous or immoral, at least. Immoral... is this a sin, is this wrong? It sure don't feel like it, an' it don't look like Jack thinks there's anythin' wrong with us havin' fun like this neither, Ennis decides. In fact, why does this summer have ta end? Why should I even care? It was me said it's a one-shot deal we got goin' on here. What the hell was I thinkin'?
"Shit, Ennis, ya tired a my ass already?" Jack looks up at Ennis with that mock-wounded look he is so good at. Jack is more comfortable than Ennis in joking about their sexual relationship, in talking about their relationship, period. Ennis, like any red-blooded nineteen-year-old male, finds his friendship with Jack and all this sex to be immensely gratifying, but his affair with Jack involves his emotions in ways he doesn't quite understand... and he doesn't think any of it is funny. Even so, he'll pick up on Jack's lead when he can. He's fuckin' with me, ain't he? Ennis realizes. He pulls Jack closer. "Jack fuckin' Twist, ya son of a bitch, I ain't never goin' ta get tired a your ass." He looks at Jack with a hint of a smile. "You're so goddamn tight back there, I bet you're tighter 'n any girl in all a Wyomin'. Yeah, ya don't need ta worry 'bout that!"
"Hell, Ennis, ya sure did have me worried for a minute there," Jack jokes. "Aw, ya know I'm just screwin' with ya, don't ya?"
"Sure enough, Jack." Ennis gets even bolder. "It's just that other thing ya did with your mouth that one time, jesus christ, Jack, ya don't know what that did ta me!"
"Oh, I think I do, friend. The way ya shot all that jizz down my throat like that. More 'n I ever thought could come out a one dick! Goddamn Old Faithful it was. Yeah, I kind a got an idea what's goin' on down there!" He looks knowingly at Ennis's crotch, where his penis has just curved up erect from its patch of pubic hair. Jack watches his own dick get hard almost instantly.
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He is delighted that Ennis�so hesitant to acknowledge that he has any right to pleasure�finally is sharing his own needs and desires concerning their lovemaking.
Since that first night in the tent, when it was all animal instinct that drove Ennis to take Jack in a fit of violent lust, Jack has guided their sexual relationship. That second night... oh, it was wonderful, helping Ennis discover the other side of men loving each other. He showed his new lover how their moves could be firm yet soft, slow yet intense, passionate yet not lost in a rush to orgasm. He showed him how two men could become truly intimate and learn to enjoy each other's bodies. That is when Jack had first sucked Ennis to orgasm... but not since.
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Jack smiles at Ennis, who realizes how damned proud the other man is of his talented mouth. He's just so sure 'bout all this shit, like he does it for a livin' or somethin', Ennis thinks. But I know he ain't done none a this before neither. He ain't no queer, after all.
"Yeah, Ennis, fine by me," Jack continues. "Guess I could give your dick the suckin' it no doubt deserves." Jack decides maybe his asshole�Ennis's favorite plaything, it seems�could use a break. I did like suckin' on his tool down there, got ta say. Wouldn't mind checkin' out his jizz again neither... sure did like the way it shot right into my mouth like that. Jack had never tasted anything like that! And how close to a man's essence could you get? That was the very thing itself!
Ennis rolls back his foreskin and stretches out . As Jack positions himself over Ennis, he decides, I'm goin' ta take it slow again... ooh, look at those shiny drops on that tip there... He's damned ready, ain't he? I think he liked it last time when I stuck my tongue in his piss hole there. Jack's lips are a little dry, and he licks them so they won't stick to the tender shaft. He drops his face to Ennis's groin.
Damn, Ennis thinks, he's like a dog down there, ain't he? Got his nose in my short hairs there. Ennis has been up there with the sheep all day and suddenly it occurs to him, I bet I stink, man... smell like sweat an' horse an' sheep. Maybe even piss? Fuck. "Ya know, Jack, my balls... well, shit, they been really scrunched up all day, all sweatin' an' everthin'." Ennis wrinkles his brow in concern.
Jack lifts his head in annoyance, looks at Ennis. Shit, I'm tryin' ta concentrate, he thinks. Not like I ever done this more 'n once before. An' goddamn it, Ennis, it is kind a fun... but what the fuck do you know 'bout fun?Still, Jack tells himself, I want ta make him happy here. An' it don't matter if he never sucks on me like this or not. He did lick my balls that one time... Ennis Del Mar openin' that tight little mouth a his ta lick my balls! Jack's cock rages at the very thought of his man's tongue caressing his scrotum, of him planting his lips on each side and gently sucking, rolling each ball in his mouth. Whoa, if that Alma gal could a seen that! Seen her boyfriend lickin' me like that... jackin' me off last night... makin' Jack Twist feel so damned good!... Ah, I shouldn't be so mean about it. Wouldn't be thinkin' like this if it wasn't Ennis, though. Just don't never want him ta go away.
"Friend," Jack says, "ya smell like a long, hard day at work herdin' sheep. Ya smell like a goddamn ranch hand, an' that's fuckin' okay with me!"
Ennis isn't one to obsess about the finer points of hygiene, but even so, he is self-conscious. Will he really be able to enjoy this? Is he trying to find a reason not to enjoy himself? After all, as much as he likes Jack doing this, it isn't like he himself is willing to do the same to Jack. "Ah, Jack, ya don't have ta... I mean...damn, it feels so good an' all, but...."
Jeez, Jack thinks, this guy is so much himself... an' then he apologizes for bein' himself. It's one of the things Jack adores about Ennis, and he is somewhat amused. "Ennis, for chrissake, ya smell like a man, goddamn it! A man! It's girls supposed ta smell pretty, an' lord knows ya ain't one a them, Ennis. So just shut the fuck up an' let me do what I need ta do, okay?"
"Well, shit, Jack... I just... well, okay then!" Goddamn it, Ennis tells himself, I just got ta relax, forget 'bout all that sweat an' whatever down there. Jack really likes that, does he? Well, man... I don't know. Guess I'm damned lucky.
Still... could I put his dick in my mouth? Ennis wonders. Course I did lick his balls last week, didn't I? Did put his dick in my mouth... jesus, did I really do that?... but only after he was done comin'. An' sure everthin' smelled like jizz an' all, but it was so fast... wasn't like I was takin' my time ta taste it all or nothin'. Wasn't rootin' 'round down there like a pig! So could I really suck on it, look like I was enjoyin' it, make him come? Then go ahead an' eat it? Christ, do I want Jack lookin' at me like I look at him when he's doin' this ta me? There's somethin' kind a sick 'bout it, ain't there? Like I'm better 'n he is cause he's down on his knees an' he's got his lips 'round my dick like that an' I'm lookin' down at him, or somethin'. Can't figure it out. But I'm goin' ta owe him, yeah, it's only fair... Maybe I can put his dick in my mouth just a little bit, like that last time, when it was quick... an' I really kind a liked lickin' his balls ta make him feel good, didn't I?... an' I didn't really have ta swallow none a his stuff... he shot it all out, wasn't hardly nothin' left in his piss hole. Hell, I'll do that before I ever let him fuck me, that's for goddamn sure!
Ennis starts to rationalize what Jack is doing down below right now. Damn, what he did ta me, the way he did it! His mouth... ah, jesus christ. My mouth could never do that, could it? His is just shaped different, ain't it? Easier for things ta slide in an' out or somethin'... Fuck, how could a guy be so good-lookin' an' have a mouth like that too! Just ain't fair. Yeah, guess I got no choice but ta let him at it, if that's what he wants!
In the tent it's always sort of dark, but out here the campfire is casting plenty of light on their naked bodies. Jack has felt Ennis's penis more than seen it, so before taking him in his mouth, he takes a minute to examine his lover's erection. It's weird, he thinks, seein' through the skin, all those little red veins or whatever crossin' his dick. That big head, real smooth, kind a purple, ain't it? Some a that extra skin there up top that I ain't got... makes his dick look like it's hidin' when it ain't hard. It's a pretty dick, I think. He's got big balls, bigger 'n mine, but hell, he's bigger 'n I am an' it don't matter anyways when they get all scrunched up an' wrinkled when it's cold like it usually is around here... Well, look at that, he's got freckles on his dick just like on his face. Ennis with freckles on his dick! Jeez, I thought only little kids had freckles. He does need someone ta take care a him, don't he though? Just like a big boy. Who would a thought?
Jack's warm tongue darts out of the mouth that curves up at the corners so sensuously, the little bumps on that tongue like a gentle sandpaper. He caresses every inch of Ennis's cock, parts the glistening drops that have gathered where it's all going to come out. Ennis's erection surges between Jack's warm, full lips as he remembers their second night together... all those forbidden things falling away as they explored each other. That first sight of his dearest friend sitting there naked in the tent... Jack's radiant face moving toward him for their first kiss... the handsome, erect penis angling up in welcome from its nest of dark hair... Jack's fingers on Ennis's erection as he stripped the shy cowboy of his clothing... Ennis's own tentative taste of Jack that became a full, sensuous massage of the other man's scrotum with his tongue... then watching from below, his face only inches from Jack's pulsing manhood, as his lover ejaculated fountains of semen onto his own chest.
Good, I got him moanin' again. Wonder if I can make the son of a bitch cuss again? Jack asks himself. That was pretty funny, gettin' him ta say somethin' without thinkin' so much 'bout it! Man, I'm drippin' again. Funny, I'm doin' him, an' I'm drippin' too. Jack eagerly eyes Ennis's scrotum. Look at those balls, man. Hangin' down there like that. Just waitin' ta be licked on... Let me just try the tip a my tongue here, kind a poke around a bit. He massages one of Ennis's testicles with his tongue as the other man writhes beneath him.
"Oh Jack, shit, oh, oh...." Ennis gasps.
Hell, he don't smell so bad down here, Jack decides. No worse 'n a sheep anyways. He is highly amused at his own sense of humor. He takes a broad lick across the swollen, dripping tip of Ennis's dick, making him squirm with pleasure. Ennis recalls his last orgasm when Jack used his mouth like this. Shit, he thinks, this is goin' ta feel so fuckin' good again. Look at his head there, that beautiful hair. Oh, Jack, you're so beautiful! Look at his head goin' up an' down like that, just like that other time. His lips... those lips... that gorgeous mouth. The most beautiful man in the world! Suckin'... my...cock. Ennis Del Mar's dick! The fragments from last week's fellatio slip back into place as Ennis's moans grow louder.
Ennis wonders, This suckin', this... this seems so dirty... is it that? That beautiful mouth doin' somethin' dirty? I don't know... whatever, I can't share this with nobody, never. No other man ever goin' ta have Jack like this, be able ta say "Jack Twist got my dick in his mouth"!... How can I make sure a that? Ah, hell, why do I got ta keep worryin' 'bout this kind a shit? Our time up here ain't nowhere near over! But he does consider, Hell, Alma ain't goin' ta do nothin' like this. Can't make her do nothin' like this with that pretty little mouth a hers, can I? Hell no, she's goin' ta be havin' my babies an' stuff. Can't be doin' none a this. Then he wonders, Is this what it feels like ta fuck a girl? Or is it like the other night, fuckin' Jack's ass there? Yeah, I bet it's like that, kind a tight an' all. But Jack, look at him, he's got that mouth a his wrapped pretty tight 'round that big ol' dick, don't he? Is this as tight as when I put it in his ass? Suppose it don't matter. Feels awful good.
Jack toys with Ennis's balls at the same time. Man, I wish I could stick somethin' up his ass like he did me the other night, Jack thinks. Teach him 'bout that sweet spot. But Ennis? No way, no way. Maybe never. He's just so goddamn... tight... 'bout all this. The sorry fuck don't know what he's missin' out on. We're supposed ta be havin' fun, ain't we?... Ah, hell, one step at a time, one step at a time. Just enjoy whatever's goin' on here and now. After all, I got Ennis Del Mar's dick in my mouth. No one would believe it, would they, Ennis Del Mar! Wouldn't even believe I got his pants off in the first place.
With deliberation, Ennis starts pumping up into his lover's mouth. Already Jack has picked up on what the other man is feeling, and he knows Ennis is about to come. Jack responds by taking Ennis's cock deeper and deeper with every thrust. Ennis decides not to surprise Jack like he did that last time. Jack didn't complain, seemed rather pleased in fact, but Ennis felt kind of guilty, just unloading like that in his friend's mouth.
Regardless, as he fucks Jack's mouth, Ennis's thoughts run wild. Goddamn, havin' my cum go down his throat, whew, that's special. Another man eatin' my jizz, damn! Jack Twist, what a beaut he is! Can't tell him that, but it's true, ain't it? He's just fuckin' beautiful, an' that mouth a his is sure the prettiest I ever seen on a man! How come I keep thinkin' 'bout that mouth? Ennis feels the intense surge of cum in his groin, that point of no return that he so loves. "Shit, Jack, shit, I'm a comin' man... comin' now!" Ennis groans. The jizz rockets up his throbbing cock, and he is ecstatic that it's all going to go into Jack's mouth again... all of his love juice into this man he adores! His semen steams uncontrollably through the head of his penis, and it burns with each spurt.
"Ah fuck, Jack! Goddamn... oh man!" Ennis lies there spent and breathless. Jack's head continues bobbing up and down as he sucks on Ennis's penis, even after the orgasm is over. He wants to make sure none of the precious fluid is wasted. It's a fact too that Jack just likes having that penis in his mouth. Just Ennis's dick, though, he knows... never another. Never.
Jack starts to exaggerate his noises as he works at the tip of Ennis's cock, moves his lips to the side of the shaft, nuzzles into Ennis's pubic hair, kisses his balls. Jack knows Ennis is increasingly ticklish after his orgasms, and he is having fun.
That son of a bitch is tryin' ta make me laugh by makin' all those slurpin', lip-smackin' sounds, ain't he? Ennis thinks. "Jack, what the fuck? Somethin' goin' on down there I should know 'bout?" Jack looks up at Ennis, who realizes, Uh oh, he's got that misbehavin' boy look on his face. God, I love that face! The little fucker.
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