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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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After what Jack had done to him on that second night in the tent, that night of tenderness and loving exploration, Ennis knew deep down that one day he would find his own mouth working over Jack's cock, maybe even eating his cum. In fact, he feared that day and had told himself many times that he wouldn't... couldn't. He couldn't even imagine how Jack had thought to put his mouth there in the first place! But then that orgasm... the ecstasy... could he deny Jack such pleasure any longer?
Despite his implicit obligation, the idea of sucking Jack until he comes still unsettles Ennis. He just isn't sure he can do to Jack what Jack has been doing to him. He had been shocked by what Jack did that night, what he has been doing off and on since then at every opportunity. Jack has made it seem so natural, as though he is meant to have Ennis Del Mar's dick in his mouth, damn him!
Can't Ennis at least return the favor just once? He feels guilty even though Jack has never prodded him, but still... Then again, would he be as successful at it as Jack... Jack with that very special, wonderful mouth of his? Despite his qualms, deep down Ennis is curious. He wonders about the taste... does it even have a taste? He's never sampled his own cum, so he doesn't know, although there certainly is that distinct scent in the air when he or Jack has an orgasm.
Jack for his part pays attention to Ennis's reservations about anything they do that doesn't involve Ennis penetrating him. Even with their limited repertoire they enjoy their sexual engagements immensely. Ennis knows that Jack would like him to do more, however, and Jack would like Ennis to experience things that he himself has found to be very pleasurable. Jack has avoided in particular any suggestion of the two acts that he knows would most disturb Ennis: sucking him to orgasm and getting fucked.
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They are standing there naked in the sun, kissing and letting their erections rub together when Ennis suddenly steps back. His face serious and flushed, he says, "Jack... I'm ready."
Jack looks at him with surprise. "Ennis, what the ...?" Ennis looks down at Jack's groin and drops to his knees.
"Jack, I'm ready ta do this, ta try this anyway," he says softly, his voice trembling.
Jack has hoped this would eventually happen... he knew it would eventually happen, didn't he?... but he didn't expect it out of the blue like this. He tells Ennis, "Look, if ya don't like it, ya know, just stop. Ain't no harm done, okay? Maybe ya won't like it like I do. I don't know. I just think it feels good, tastes good, ya know, havin' your dick in my mouth, but that's just me."
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Ennis is indeed ready, however, for his own reasons. He has been pacing their sexual explorations as though they were in some sort of trial period. Can I get through this summer without suckin' Jack's dick? Probably not. Can I get through this summer without gettin' fucked? Hell yeah, if I got anythin' ta say 'bout it, an' I reckon I do. I'll fight him off again if I have ta, just like when he first tried ta kiss me!
The really disturbing part for Ennis is that he knows the summer, the trial period, will end, and he cannot bear that thought. Jack fucking him would put a worthy exclamation point on their time together, wouldn't it? For Ennis, letting himself be penetrated would mean the end, simple as that. He doesn't know how to explain this to his lover, doesn't quite understand it himself, how he simply cannot let Jack take him like that. He cannot lose control, cannot lose his manhood, for chrissake!
Much to Ennis's relief, Jack hasn't even suggested it. Ennis knows that his lover knows better than to ask ... but just in case ... he'll offer Jack this. Something novel so Jack won't even think of asking for that which Ennis would have to deny him. Ennis hates the look on Jack's face, hates himself whenever he says no to Jack, because he never seems to have a good enough reason.
On that second night in the tent, Jack had made Ennis look at his naked body, had made him look right at his hard cock. Ennis hadn't noticed that Jack was circumcised, but since then Jack has told him a horrid story about his dad shunning him for looking different than he did.
Ennis eyes the brown ring of scarring around Jack's penis. Poor Jack, he thinks, someone fuckin' 'round down there with a knife like that! Why would they do that?... An' here I thought I was hurtin' him just by fuckin' him that one time!
When he had first seen Jack naked, Ennis's eyes had shyly followed the dark swirls of hair from Jack's chest down to his stomach, and then even more shyly had followed the trail down to his penis. He now allows his virgin mouth to do the same as he holds tightly onto Jack's ass. Ennis tentatively moves his moist lips toward his lover's erection. I know I can do this, I know I can. But what if I get sick? No, god, please, can't do that. Jack would feel awful. I can learn how ta do this, I sure can. Here goes. I'm goin' ta put this man's dick in my mouth!
Ennis cannot quite reconcile this reality with what awaits him at the bottom of the mountain at the end of the summer. He wonders every now and then, How the fuck has it come ta this? What has this man done ta me?
On his knees now, he gazes up at Jack, who has closed his eyes in anticipation of the wonders of Ennis's mouth, of his tongue. Jack wonders what it will feel like, this novice sucking a dick for the first time. His hands grabbing Jack's butt, Ennis nuzzles his face in the dark swirl of hair running from Jack's penis up to his navel. He thought he would never do this, but how he adores this man! He still is uncertain about whether he can do this. Thank god it ain't no bull dick, he thinks, but damn, it sure looks big enough close up like this, don't it? Okay, here goes.
When Ennis sets his mind to it, he never does anything halfheartedly. He inhales the smell of Jack's hair and skin, his day of labor on horseback, as he places his lips around the tip of his lover's erection. He tastes the salty traces of piss and tongues the sticky, clear drops signaling Jack's readiness. He opens his lips to slide down the meaty shaft. It is as though the warm member has swollen to fill his tight, wet mouth.
A month before, and Ennis would have killed with his bare hands any man who had told him that his mouth would be where it was right now, sliding up and down on the pulsing erection of a man he can claim as his lover.
Damn, Jack thinks, opening his eyes to look down at Ennis, that mouth a his sure is nice an' warm, ain't it? The way he's doin' that, man, wouldn't never know he ain't done this before! Jack has never felt anything quite like this... the power, it feels like power anyway, of watching another man suck his dick, watching Ennis Del Mar�a real man if ever there was one�put his lips on that swollen tip, followed by his warm tongue slowly descending the thick shaft. Well, it seems thick to Jack, anyway. Thick enough.
Ennis has fretted about their balance of power. He wonders who's in charge here? Jack's goin' ta be lookin' down on me, ain't he? Ain't he? Like I do ta him? Only he's goin' ta think that ol' Ennis there looks mighty funny with a big ol' dick in his mouth, ain't he? When he sucks Ennis off, Jack seems to be subservient, but they both know he's not. Now, as Ennis sucks on Jack's dick, it appears that Ennis is subservient. And damn it all, he is, isn't he? How can this be?
Damn ya, Ennis, Jack thinks, you're thinkin' again, ain't ya? Why can't ya just let loose for once? Got ta make sure ya don't feel like you're... like you're doin' somethin' dirty. Ya think that when I'm suckin' ya, don't ya? Ennis, goddamn it, can't never be anythin' just happenin', can it? Even so, Jack thinks this about Ennis: I love ya, Ennis, ya son of a bitch. Ain't known ya but a month an' I love ya. But like "love" love? Like that romantic kind a love? Shit, I don't know. That don't seem right, does it? Anyways, no use in sayin' it right now, seein' your mouth is full an' ya can't say nothin' back.
As Ennis smoothly, lightly strokes the vein along the bottom of Jack's dick with the tip of his curled tongue�his own innovation, he decides with satisfaction�he comforts himself by thinking, Well, at least no one would suspect, 'cause can't be nobody else does this, that's for sure!
Unlike Ennis, Jack has had sex with girls at one time or another, but they hadn't been virgins. Them bitches sure as hell wasn't as tight as this, he thinks. Man, Ennis, you're like some kind a goddamned vacuum cleaner. An' good for you, ya already figured out how ta keep your teeth out a the way. You're a natural at this, ya son of a bitch! Ennis's oral efforts are sending Jack to a place he hasn't been, and he throws his head back, breathing deeply. He recalls the serious combination of pain and ecstasy, his spontaneous orgasm when Ennis took him that first time.
Jack never expected this kind of physical reaction just from having his dick sucked, thinking all along that Ennis has been overreacting when Jack is sucking him... just because he's Ennis. No, what's goin' on down there is real, Jack thinks. Goddamn! He moans as he thrusts his erection, his balls, his mound of pubic hair as far as he can into his lover's face. "Unnnh," he groans. "Oh, Ennis, yeah... oh, that's great, oh, oh...."
Jack finds he can't control himself, can't stop thrusting. He places his hands on Ennis's hair, feels the sweat there as his lover's head goes back and forth. Jack gyrates as Ennis sucks him, all of a sudden yelps, "Jesus fuckin' christ, Ennis, jesus christ! Fuck!" and comes mightily in Ennis's mouth, just like that. Jack shoots with force as he thrusts his hips forward. Trying not to gag, Ennis lets his throat open for the stream of cum. He will learn soon enough to relax his throat muscles whenever Jack fucks his mouth, then to swallow deeply as he comes. This time Ennis feels, smells, tastes Jack's cum. Unlike his own creamy semen�thick enough to choke a horse, Jack jokes�Jack�s load is viscous, more fluid. Ennis finds the cum itself to have a faint sweetness to it, nothing offensive at all... and he keeps his lips on Jack's stiff dick.
But what's this? Jack wonders. Oh fuck... I ain't never felt nothin' like this! The closest he can think of is when Ennis hit his joy spot that first time he fucked him in the tent. Jack had ejaculated without touching himself, had no control over his own body, over his own penis. It's the same thing now, and in his blissful confusion Jack thinks, Jesus christ, I'm goin' ta come again! A second surge, another orgasm! It's almost there, Jack realizes. Shit, Ennis ain't expectin' this, he ain't even swallowed that first load. Can't make him take more a my jizz without him bein' ready! Jack is wild-eyed, breathing rapidly, panics, wants to warn Ennis but is so surprised by this new feeling, is in so much ecstasy he can't even get beyond a pained "Oh, fuck..." He knows he has to pull away and takes a step back as his penis splatters semen all over Ennis's nose and mouth. Sweat-drenched, Jack writhes before Ennis as his dick continues to throb with the heat of shooting that second load.
*
Jack likes to surprise Ennis when he thinks he can get away with it� but only when he has control over the results and has a pretty good idea how Ennis is going to react. Ennis ain't goin' ta like this one fuckin' bit, is he? Jack thinks. Man, how degradin', comin' all over his face like that. He ain't goin' ta believe I couldn't help it... But damn, it was his mouth did it, wasn't it!
Ennis is stunned, kneeling there with Jack's cum all over his face, and looks at Jack's groin with wide eyes. What the fuck? I made Jack shoot off again? Well, goddamn! Pleasing Jack... Ennis always tries to do that when they make love, and this unexpected treat arouses him greatly. He instantly realizes that this time he has surprised Jack. Damn! His own erection glistens with excitement. He doesn't worry about who's in charge or not in charge, doesn't care about the jizz running down his face.
Ennis pulls Jack toward him so the other man's balls are splayed over his mouth, and his cock, still erect, is pressed against his cheek. At first Ennis thinks he might smother in this melange of pubic hair, semen and sweat, but at the same time he finds the warm, sticky embrace immensely exciting. He grabs tightly on to Jack's ass again and breathes in deeply the primal musk of this man he loves so much.
A hint of a smile catches a corner of Ennis's mouth... as usual only a hint. Sure, it was Jack who delivered the surprise, but it was Ennis who made it happen... this wonderful, intimate ending to an exercise he had so dreaded. He thinks, I got ya this time, Jack... I got ya good, didn't I?
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