AU: Ennis decides to try a sweet life with Jack, but they need to resolve some issues between them first.
*** 1/2, M/M sex, bondage & spanking, not harsh, J/E forever.
Part 1 is at:
http://cathyinaz.livejournal.com/1675.html The Forgiven, Part 2, Jack’s Turn
Ennis had said “Come on Jack, please forgive me for hurtin’ ya and being so scared and wasting so much time. It’s yer turn now.”
“Shit.” Jack gazed at his beautiful Ennis laying naked over the pillows on the bed. He walked up to the bed slowly. He used the ties to firmly fasten Ennis’ hands and feet the same way that he had been secured earlier and sat down on the bed with a grimace, “Damn it Ennis! I’m all over the fuckin’ moon right now. I mean it, ya offer me the sweet life I been dying for but then ya ask me ta beat on ya for all the hurtin’. I never want ta hurt ya, Cowboy. Hell’s Fire!”
Running his hands down the sinewy back and strong legs of his perfect cowboy Jack said tearfully “I loved you from the first day, I couldn’t even tell myself that fer awhile and then I couldn’t tell ya fer fear you’d kill me or take off runnin’. You’re as stubborn as an ol’ mule and ya have just as low a startle point as that ol’ mare that I rode up on Brokeback. Ya were always pushing me away and then yanking me back in, I felt like a God-damn Yo-Yo, boy, but I always loved ya. Why couldn’t ya love me enough?” he said with a sob.
Ennis let out a mournful sound as he heard the raw pain in Jack’s voice and he twisted his head around and whispered. “I’m so sorry, Jack.” Jack gazed into those beautiful intense eyes and stared hard into them, trying to see into his man’s very soul. A tear slowly dripped down Ennis’ face. “Forgive me Jack.”
Jack put his hand down on Ennis’ firm butt and whispered into his lover’s ear. “Ya always want to be in control, Ennis, even today.” He slapped his hand down hard a few times leaving behind a few light red hand prints on his firm butt. “But it’s my turn now.” Jack softly rubbed his lover’s butt affectionately and kissed Ennis on the top of his head. “And I gotta go out and think on some things fer awhile.”
Jack quickly left the cabin heading outside with only his boots on and wrapping himself up in a warm blanket. “Jack, come back here!” Ennis struggled with the ties and discovered that he was securely fastened to the bed and would be until Jack returned to let him loose. “Jack ya Dumbass! Get yer ass back here.” he bellowed and cursed that blue-eyed knuckle-head until he got tired out and closed his eyes.
Ennis dozed off still tied to the bed and woke up with a start when he heard noises in the kitchen. Jack was in the kitchen singing off-key and cooking something. Ennis yelled “JAACCCKKK!” as he started struggling again.
“Be there soon, Sweetie.” Jack’s teasing tone came from the kitchen as the noises kept coming. He poked his head outta the kitchen doorway and laughed “Damn it Ennis, you are a beautiful sight. I always loved that lean body and that cute butt, Cowboy.” Pulling his head back into the kitchen Jack kept cooking and singing while Ennis fumed helplessly muttering angrily to himself.
Jack came back in and took off his boots, naked again, having left the blanket in the kitchen. Ennis was so busy planning a slow death for Jack whenever he finally untied him, he felt rather than saw Jack climb on top of him on the bed with his erect penis bumping into Ennis’ upper thighs and butt.
Jack whispered into Ennis’ ear “No one who was ever supposed to love me really did, ya know? My ol’ man hated me, my ma never protected me from that ol’ bastard’s rage and beatin’s, Lureen just kept me around to piss off her ol’ man, Bobby’s as much like L.D. as he is like me and then there was you, treating me like somethin’ dirty, like garbage, throwing me away, punching me and ashamed of me. I deserve to be loved, Ennis.”
Ennis kept his head down feeling his man’s heartache through to his toes. He whispered “I love ya Jack.”
“I sure as hell hope that ya love me and will stay with me for good or this can’t happen at all. Do ya love me enough to do that fer me? I ain’t afraid to die but you’ve been afraid to live, boy. Do you swear that you are up for this sweet life together, cause I’ll stop caring about anythin’ and just die if I finally get it and then you take it all away from me.” Jack nuzzled the curls on Ennis’ head and sighed. “This is the way it’s gonna be Ennis! This is yer last chance to back out now or you’re stuck with me for good, fer better an’ worse and all that shit. Speak now Cowboy.”
Ennis turned his head and shoulders as much as he could and lovingly stared into Jack’s face. Jack looked into the tender love shining on Ennis’ face and was shocked at how young and vulnerable his Ennis looked as he said “ I do Jack. I love ya. I want to live with ya as long as we got and then some more.” Jack tenderly kissed his mouth and then excitedly jumped up on the bed yelling “YeeHaw! Then get ready fer some fucking, Cowboy!”
Jack moved behind his man and grabbing some lube he gently got his man ready for his entry. He had been hard for awhile already just from looking at Ennis tied up on the bed naked and fine looking. He was already so far gone he softly put lube on himself trying to avoid too much friction. Moving into place and grabbing his Ennis by the hips he pushed in a little at a time until he was all the way inside his cowboy’s tight warm hole. Jack moved around a little as Ennis started to moan. “Ya OK there, Cowboy?” Jack asked with concern.
“Get moving boy, ya just gonna lay there on top of me?” Ennis muttered trying to wiggle his butt. “Slower than molasses on a cold day, ain’t ya?”
“Ya want fast boy, I’ll show ya fast.” Jack grumbled as he started to drive hard in and out of his man’s perfect butt. His belly slapped up against Ennis’ butt and thighs with each deep thrust and he heard Ennis moan in pleasure as he rubbed that sweet spot deep inside.
Jack fiercely fucked his man until they were both yellin’and moanin’ and he shot deep inside of Ennis right after he heard the familiar groan that Ennis made when he shot hard. He fell down on Ennis’ back and stayed on top of the gasping man, nibbling on his neck and shoulders and sticking his tongue in and out of Ennis’ ear while he squirmed and started to giggle and snort. Jack had never heard a more beautiful sound than his Ennis completely relaxed, satisfied and giggling.
Jack sighed in deep satisfaction and started to untie his lover who tensed up immediately. “No, Jack yer not done yet.” Ennis insisted. “I know that ya said ya don’t want to hurt me but we gotta start a new life and ya can’t bring all that hurt and pissed off shit into our new life or it’ll ruin it like poison. So go ahead and whup me good, let it all go and forgive me. I deserve it, boy, come on.”
“Ah Hell.” Jack knew that Ennis was right, he had to let go of all that past hurt or he would fuck up his new sweet life so he silently moved to the side of the bed and with another kiss on that fine face and after looking into Ennis’ trusting eyes for a second he forcefully brought his hand down on the slender butt cheeks in front of him. His hand rose and fell repeatedly in stinging slaps as he tried to let go of the hurt and pain of the past.
Jack heard Ennis gasp at first and later make some quiet whimpering noises as he continued to whale on that stubborn man’s butt for all the pig-headed crap he had put them through all those years, for every rejection, sucker punch, and every time he had to drive away dying a little inside.
When Ennis’ butt was as bright red as Jack’s had been earlier he stopped and muttered “I forgive ya Ennis, yer my hard-headed man and don’t ya forget it either.” Jack and Ennis both had tears in their eyes as Jack untied Ennis and they clutched each other kissing and hugging as they cried together for a few minutes. Jack comforted Ennis and said “It’s alright, I love ya. It’s alright.”
When they dried their tears and headed into the kitchen to eat, Ennis laughed out loud at the kitchen chairs set up with pillows on the seats. He was impressed at the soup that Jack had made them earlier and had left on low to keep warm. They sat carefully on their sore butts, naked at the table and couldn’t keep their hands away from each other.
They had a million things to figure out and do tomorrow, but tonight they were like a couple of kids. Laughing and talking, hugging and kissing like nineteen year olds again, they both silently hoped that they never had anything else big to forgive each other for.
Today was for loving and forgiving. Their future was out there somewhere together.