THE KING OF LIGHTNING FLAT HIGH SCHOOL REVISITED
Title: The King of Lightning Flat High School Revisited
Pairing: Jack Twist/Ennis Del Mar
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Another one-shot smut story.
Disclaimer: We know the drill
Story Inspiration: sienata Best Friends Forever
Story Summary: This is not a chapter two in the traditional narrative sense. Its more like the continuing saga in the escapades of two extremely horny teenagers.
Author's Notes: Before reading, I need to point out something. The story is in two parts. The first half Ennis will be speaking to someone. When Ennis is speaking to that person, his words will be in italic. And that will be the same in the second half of the story as well. During the second half of the story when Ennis is speaking to that person, that person words will be **in close** with stars surrounding it. I hope I made it clear. One more thing. This story is unbeta. For two hours, I proofread it and made correction. I believe I got most of them. If I haven't deep apologies.
THREE WEEKS.
THREE WEEKS!
21 days. 504 hours. 30,240 minutes. 1,814,400 seconds. Ennis Del Mar counted those weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds as if they were precious gold. It’s been that long since Ennis experience the thrill that all gay teenage boys, at one point, in their lives must have dreamt, to just once, know the ecstasy of being taken by the one and only Jack Fucking Twist.
Jack Twist. John Clayton Twist, Jr. Just saying the name brings beautiful music to one’s ear. Oh the joy, oh the pleasure! Jack is proof that angels indeed walk the earth. It’s as if God himself opened the gates of Heaven and allowed his most glorious angel to descent on earth and walk among us mere mortals, showing us that Paradise indeed is waiting for us in the after life. But now that paradise seemed to have forsaken Ennis. Has turned it’s back on him and locked the door, denying Ennis entrance, leaving him confuse and desperate. Not to mention hornier then a dog in heat. The encounter in Jack’s bedroom made Ennis realizes that he was walking around incomplete - unfinished and not fully formed. It was as if he was born missing the most essential parts that makes him fully formed. It wasn’t until Ennis felt himself being filled, gloriously, with that nectar of the Gods, that intoxicating liquid that reveals the world’s secrets, that makes all things possible in this impossible world.
Jack’s cum!
Ahhhh, how it taste? The smoothest and creamiest of liquids, so fulfilling, so delicious, Ennis felt his body being energized as each drop filled every grateful part of his body. It was as if Ennis entire body became a vessel to be filled with the greatest and most sacred delicacy that man could even imagine. And the fountain from which this liquid sprung from was as glorious as the liquid it self.
Jack’s cock!
Firm, long, thick and huge, the design of which was perfection in its purest form. Nowhere in the, world from the beginning of time, to this very moment, no man - yes! - no man has even been given a cock like Jack Twist. Everything about it was…
Excuse me! EXCUSE ME!!
What? Who…Ennis, is that you? What are doing?
Trying to save your damn story, George!
Save my story? Who asked you to save anything? Just be quiet and let me finish.
And let you put all the readers to sleep? I don’t think so! What kind of bullshit you are writing anything?
It’s not bullshit Ennis.
The hell it isn’t! Do you really want to write this story in this matter? I mean c’mon! “Saying his name brings music to one’s air”, “God opened the gates of Heaven and allowed his most glorious angel to descend and walk among us mere mortals”, “ Nectars of the Gods”, “Unfinished and not fully formed”, “As if his entire body became a vessel to be filled with the greatest and most sacred delicacy that man could even imagine.” Who the hell would believe this type of bullshit and more importantly, who the hell would want to read it?
I’m trying to create an atmosphere - a mood.
Well you are doing a damn fucking lousy job!
Well if you would shut-up and let me finish -
Finish this shit! No fucking way!! Listen. In writing 101 it says know your audience, right?
I guess, I never taken a writing course.
Pretty obvious.
Hey!
I’m just speaking the truth, if you can’t handle it, too bad!
I’m trying to write a story here.
Yeah, about Jack coming over and fucking me, and I’m telling you.
Oh God, I loved Dreamgirls! Jennifer Hudson did a magnificent job with that song! The girl is going to win that Oscar! She already won the Golden Globe and did you see Jake Gyllenhaal on Saturday Night Live?? The boy was too fucking hilarious! And I cannot believe the film wasn’t nominated for best picture!
Will you shut the fuck up!! Jesus Christ! Here I am trying to save this story, and here you are talking about some movie, Jake Gyllenhaal and that damn song!! Concentrate you dumbass.
Don’t get nasty! After all let’s not forget who has the real power here! You’re in my imagination and I’m the one typing this shit out! Get on my nerves and I’ll stop typing and you won’t exist! So I suggest you back up and check your attitude!
Oh this is rich! You’re getting on me, telling me that I’m all in your head.
That’s right.
So if I’m only in your head? That means you are talking yourself - right? I mean a little strange don’t you think? And what’s sadder, you plan on posting this exchange between yourself on the Internet for everybody to read. I can just imagine what the readers will be thinking, “Oh my God! George had lost it! He’s talking to Ennis Del Mar as if he is a real person!! Clearly he is typing from a padded cell!!” You do plan on posting this, right?
(silence)
Hello? Mr. Shakespeare? Are you out there?
(silence)
Ahhh, have I hurt your feelings?
Get to the point.
That’s the problem.
What do you mean?
You’re not getting to the point - look. You said you wanted to create this atmosphere - a mood. Well I’m sorry you don’t need that for this type of story. It’s not necessary. This is after all a smut story, correct?
Yeah.
Then give us smut. Don’t fancy it up, just do it, because I’m serious my ass is getting lonesome for some more of Jack’s dick!
But I want to make it beautiful and lyrical. Profound and deep, intelligent and thought provoking, to make the reader feel as if they are experiencing something they’ve never felt before.
Y’know George. I’m sorry to disappoint you, but most readers don’t read your story for profound insight. They read for the enjoyment of smut. In other words, a great, big fuck feast.
But I want to move them with my words. I wish to give life through the power of the written language.
If they want that type of storytelling, they won’t be reading your story. They will be reading Nobody’s Angel, Milestones, Wiser Time, Shades of Grey, All I Want, Tainted Evidence, Brokeback Redemption, The Wolf and the Thunderbird, Step Right Up, The Mountain Murder Mystery, Fortunate Son, Roots, The Modern Way, etc. Authors like Minchout, Sineata, Mantra, Chas, B73, Kumari, Madlori, racchelle, Midget size, Sixties, marakeshsparrow, 1 of one, lotitaray, and all the other gifted artisans.
Don’t forget I’ll Be Seeing You! I love that story. Bailey is a goddess
Oh God! Y’know buddy, you are getting a little too obsessive over that story. You’re beginning to worry me.
But I love it!
Get over it! What the hell are you trying to do? Replace Dean and Melissa as the biggest cheerleaders in the world of Brokeback fanfiction? Ain’t gonna happen!
OK, I guess I’m going a little overboard with that story.
A little???
Can we get back to my story please?
I get the feeling we are getting a little touchy.
Turning off the computer or worst, write a love scene involving you and Alma.
OK! Sorry! God knows I don’t need that. She just lies there and does nothing. Talk about having your feet fall asleep and wanting desperately to join it. But since we are having this exchange, can I ask something?
Can I stop you?
What is it about these women who write and read these stories about Jack and me?
Don’t understand and not really caring?
Sex! Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to constantly having to perform sex acts for the gratification for countless of eager readers? I mean over and over and over again. Don’t get me wrong, I love my Jack and having sex with him is the greatest joy of my life - that’s why I’m trying to help you with this one -, but damn! Since when have we become studs for hire at the whim of the authors and readers? The things they have us do - my God!!
Yeah, they are pretty creative.
Tell me about it! I swear, some of the things they have us doing, I’m surprise we haven’t been driven to the emergency room of some hospital! But I don’t understand it? Why do they love writing and reading about two men having sex? What kind of thrill does they get out it?
Well, speaking as a gay man…
That’s the point! I understand why you enjoy them, but why should the women? The majority of them I’m assuming are straight. Why do they enjoy us so much? What pleasure do they get? And how the hell do they know so much? Not only are they extremely graphic when writing those scenes, they seems to have a great deal of knowledge at what happens between men having sex!
I have no idea. I just know I enjoy reading them.
Not to mention their seemingly perfect understanding of the inner workings of a gay man’s psyche and sensibility. The best stories around here seems to be written by…
Heterosexual women.
Exactly! What type of phenomenon is this all about?
Well straight men seem to have a fondness at watching two women getting it on, - now that’s a phenomenon I simply don’t understand - maybe that’s the same mentality when it comes to straight women. The idea of reading about two gorgeous men doing the nasty, removing the curtain away from the unknown and peeking inside. You got to admit it’s an awful lot of fun behind that curtain and if they want to peek and use their imagination at creating a world that is generally hidden from them, who I’m I to complain? Also let’s not forget, yours and Jack’s story is a beautiful, tragic, romantic love story that is universal. It’s theme breaks all boundaries and it’s hauntingly told. Besides we all know what women are like with love stories, especially the sad ones. Not to mention both you guys will forever have the faces of Heath and Jake on screen. I mean shit, just the idea of those two guys getting it on as you and Jack, I mean come on, give the ladies their due.
But you’re not the one who has to do all the soul searching, molding yourself into the characterization the writer wishes for you to be. I’ve been a vampire, a detective, an FBI agent, a teenager, been on a spaceship. I’ve been a hitman, a jailbird, a college student, a school teacher - loved that one, a funeral director, an architect, a painter, a millionaire. I’ve lived in Germany during the Nazis, lived during the Civil War, in the Old West, been a coachman in England during the 1890’s, been in the navy, just to new a few. Been scared of my sexuality, lukewarm over my sexuality, completely accepted my sexuality. I have been vulnerable; I’ve been tough, scared, confused, and violent. I’ve been to a psychiatrist. I had the ability to read other people’s thoughts. I can see and talk to dead people. Been married, never married, divorced, widowed. I’ve had two daughters, or maybe just one, or maybe none at all. I’ve had daughters with different names, if they ain’t being called Jenny, they are being called Francine. I never had to come back as a dog, boy, Jack wasn’t happy about that one, although I thought it was cute. But the whole thing gets kinda confusing after a while. I waiting for the time someone writes a story in which Jack and me meet in pre-school. Brokeback Babies. Of course it would have to be rated G - no sex there. Funny.
What’s so funny?
I’m just thinking. If someone did write a pre-school story about me and Jack - and of course Jack who would be described as being too precious for words - a five year old Jack Twist? - Oh God, the writers would go crazy describing how beautiful in face he is. He would be just too cute! Wearing himself a little cowboy hat, his little pink face would be nothing but sparkling blue eyes? Oh Please - can you say adorable!! Make me want to vomit! Anyway, if they did write it, they would have to get sex in there somehow. I can read it now, “Hey Ennis, I’ll show you my we-we if you show me yours.”
You need to stop! And can we please refocus back on my story.
It’s always about everyone else and never about me.
Concentrate you dumbass.
Don’t call me dumbass! You ain't Jack. I’m trying to help. ‘Trying to create a mood.’ Who the heck do you think you are? Dostoevsky? Ibsen? Chekhov? Hell, you’re not even Danielle Steele.
Well I can’t have you and Jack start fucking right off the bat. I have to set the scene up.
Well just don’t flower it up! I need it quick!
Damn, are you that hard up?
YES!! I ain’t proud. My ass is aching for Jack’s cock.
OK, OK, I’ll make the set-up quick.
Good, and make sure it’s raunchy and nasty. I’m not in the mood for any lovey-dovey type shit. No hearts and flowers. And make sure that Jack has a big, thick, juicy cock in the same length and size like one of the big, thick, juicy foot-long Italian sausage.
Not making any promises. I have an idea and I plan on sticking to it, but don’t worry, you’ll gonna like it. You might even be surprise.
Yeah, yeah. Whatever. One more thing! Don’t think I haven’t forgotten about how you left me hanging at the end of Three-Way. You got some nerve introducing me to Heath and then not allowing me to fuck him.
Oh God, don’t YOU start!
I’m serious! That was cold as shit! Talk about a perfect set-up for a foursome, and you know how much Vicopet wants one! But do you give it to her? Noooooo!! And I thought you liked her.
I do. It’s just…
No excuses, no excuses!!
Enough! I’m writing this story now. Relax and enjoy your fuck!
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Ennis certainly knows what it’s like to be a sex toy. In the last three weeks since their first encounter, Ennis has found himself at the receiving end of some of the most creative, inventive and mind-boggling sex he could have ever imagine thanks to Jack’s seemingly unquenchable thirst at being sexually satisfied. The star quarterback just couldn’t get enough. Like a breeding bull, Jack Twist have the stamina and endurance at going two, three and sometimes even four-time back to back at one session, fucking a grateful and eager to please Ennis. There wasn’t any sexual act too outrageous that Jack could come up with that Ennis wasn’t willing to submit his body in order to service his man.
Don’t make me out to be a slut, please.
**Shut up and let me finish writing**
Since realizing that he has a healthy taste for the pleasure of the male flesh, Jack had become enthusiastic in discovering the different treats and delights at seeing just how far he could go at pleasing himself using Ennis. Things that he knew he would get arrested if he ever dared to do with a female, was party time with Ennis. Reading books, searching the web, Jack was open to all and everything when it comes to the joys of man-to-man sex and the possibilities Jack discovered during his research were endless and varied. Like a kid let loose in a candy store, Jack was determined to taste all the different and delicious delights that store - in this case Ennis’ body - has to offer with Ennis the recipient of this gluttony.
However the relationship between the boys wasn’t base just on sex.
That’s good to hear, because I was beginning to think other wise.
**Oh God**
I’m just saying.
**Quiet**
Regardless at how creative and intense Jack’s need to be satisfied, there was always an underline of deep feelings on the part of the boys. Amazingly in just the few short weeks that have been enjoying this new discovery of sex, they have also discovered a deep bond between them. It wasn’t expected, but they clearly were enjoying this added development to their relationship, which only deepen their sex life. Thoughts and ideas they would have never shared with anyone else, they discovered they could entrust the other with their deepest fears and hopes without fear at not being laughed at or misunderstood. It was this trust that made it possible for Jack to explore whatever sexual fantasy he could come up with and Ennis having faith that he wouldn’t place him in any situation that he would be uncomfortable with, however lately Jack hunger has been pushing the limits of good taste. When Jack suggested a barbwire and masking tape, Ennis simply had to draw the line. Jack laughed it off, but Ennis couldn’t help but notice the sense of hurt feelings crossing over Jack’s face.
Wait a minute, barbwire and masking tape? Shit I’m afraid to know what that might entail!
**Don’t knock it until you try it**
Meaning????
**Continuing**
They both agreed, under the circumstance, they should keep their relationship a secret. While they are both comfortable with their sexuality, they didn’t need the headache of small town America possibly causing a problem for two gay teenagers. A community like Lightning Flat simply was too backwards in it’s thinking at simply leaving them along and not causing them problems. So instead of creating a situation neither one wish to be bothered with, they kept their feelings to themselves. After all Jack did have a reputation to keep up, Ennis does as well, but being the star of the football team and the most desired and popular guy in school, Jack coming out would cause too much of an shock to be ignored. So the boys kept up the pretense. It wasn’t easy. Plenty of times both guys wanted to shout out their relationship for the world to hear, but why create a situation that would only cause them heartache or worst. This was their senior year and they would be leaving for college when they graduate, freeing them of this backward community, which will allow them to live their lives as they wish. Besides the idea of keeping their relationship a secret, having to run around unseen, catching moments here and there, was somehow sexy and even romantic, although the boys would never use that term. They find themselves having a lot of fun at always being one step ahead from everyone else.
That does sound like fun.
Jack ended his relationship with Lureen. “We may not be able to go out on dates in public, but you don’t need to see me out on dates with her. I respect you - I respect us - too much for that.” That one gestured warmed Ennis’ heart enormously and whatever brief moments of unhappiness he felt at keeping this a secret, he knew at the end it would be all worth it.
Awwwwwwww, isn’t my Jack sweet?
**Stop it**
But Ennis was concern. He was going to Northwestern in Illinois and Jack won a scholarship to Penn State. How will they be able to continue their relationship so far apart?
Yeah, how are we? This is just great. We are going to separate colleges in different states. I know what’s going to happen. Jack is going to find someone new and completely forget about me, right? I’m going to be lost to sea and Jack is going to have a good time. That’s what you planning on doing. Aren’t you? Aren’t you!
**Yeah and I’m going to ask Neuontz permission if she could loan me Bob White so I can have him as the new man in Jack’s life**
DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!!!!! YOU HEAR ME!! I HATE THAT MOTHER-FUCKER, COCKSUCKING, SWEET-TALKING SON-OF-A-BITCH!!! IF HE TOUCHES MY JACK AGAIN, I’M GOING TO KILL THAT FUCKED-UP BASTARD!!!
**Touchy. Hit a nerve did I**
Shut the fuck up!
**Then I suggest you shut-up and let me finish**
OK, OK.
But that was something Ennis would think about later. Right now he was simply excited that Jack was coming over to his house. It was Friday night and he was along. His mother was visiting her sister in Riverton and she won’t be home until Sunday night. When Ennis told Jack he’d be along in his house all weekend earlier in the week, Jack’s sparkling blue eyes turned black with lecherous gleam. “Just our luck, I’ve discovered some new things on the web I like to try out! I’ll be over Friday night with my things.” When Jack spoke those words, the honey voice he usually spoke in was replace with a voice dipping with sexual venom. Ennis knew he was in for a long, deep weekend fuck that he won’t soon forget. “Ennis, I’ll be there around 10:30.” Jack has an away game that night. “So when I get there, you best be ready for some serious action. Understand?” Ennis understood all right. Jack Twist was in dominated mold, and usually that means Ennis was going to find himself walking funny for the next few days - the funnier the better.
**No interruptions**
Hell no! Liking this! Continue!”
So their Ennis sat, in his living room, seating on the big, red leather chair. Waiting for his teenage lover to show up…
Big, red leather chair? Stealing from Kumari? Thief
Waiting for his lover to show up and wondering what marvelously nasty sexual activities Jack had in store for them, Ennis began thinking about the supposed disadvantage at being the quote un quote submissive one, when in truth the submissive one has the greater pleasure. Ennis love the sense that he is so wanted and desired. That he has the ability to drive a usually calm and always easy-going guy like Jack into a state of uncontrollable frenzy, as if life simply wasn’t worth living if he couldn’t touch and possess the person of his greatest desire. It filled Ennis was pride knowing that he was the one who had that capability and indeed that power. It gave him a sense…
Can we please not turn this into some kinda psychological thesis on the advantage at being a bottom.
**Jesus**
It was at that moment the doorbell rang and like a cheap, eager slut-whore, waiting for his first client to arrive…
HEY!!
…Ennis shamelessly ran to the door. Pausing for a moment to catch his breath, he opened the door to the most gorgeous slight imaginable. Jack stood in the doorframe breathtakingly handsome as always. His sparkling blue eyes seem to light up the night sky and his smile was as welcoming as a drop of rain in the desert. Wearing his football jacket and wrangler jeans that stretch around his legs as if they were painted on, Ennis could see the outline of his thick cock, resting snug as a bug in the crotch of his jeans. His jacket was open, showing that Jack was wearing a tight white t-shirt that brilliantly showed off his strong and solid torso. He had his left hand snug in his left hand pocket of his jeans and was holding a overnight duffel bag in his right hand. The casual confidence and ease in which Jack always carried himself was on perfect display just standing there as well as the matter-of-fact, calm sexiness that seems to oozes out of Jack Twist without him even trying. He was that marvelous blend of sweetly adorable and smoldering hot at the same time.
Stepping through the door, Jack took his left hand out of his pocket and wrapped it behind Ennis’ neck drawing him into a warm, light kiss.
“Hey cowboy,” Jack said pulling his lips away from Ennis’ as he walked pass him entering completely into the front hallway. Ennis frowned at the nickname.
“Why do you keep calling me cowboy? Do I look like a cowboy?”
“Yeah you do.” Jack said to him as he turned around to smile at him. “You have this stoic persona. Gruff and strong, a no shooter, honest and true, the essence of what a cowboy is supposed to be. God knows you look great on top of a horse.” Jack grin was broad and sexy as he spoke. Ennis just rolled his eyes. “So that’s my nickname for now on, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“OK…little darlin’.”
Oh George, you’re just sooo cleverly - obvious.
**Shut the hell up**
The boys walked into living room with Jack scanning the place as if looking for someone. “So Ennis, you’re sure your moms won’t be coming back tonight?” Jack asked as he hoisted his duffel bag over his right shoulder, flashing Ennis yet another sparkling smile. Ennis always wondered if Jack knew what his sexy smiles does to him, how it always makes him go weak in the knees and light up a raging fire in between his legs. Sometimes he wasn’t certain, other times like this one, Ennis was convince he did.
“Yeah, my mom won’t be back home until late Sunday night.”
“So I’m going to have you all to myself this weekend to do whatever I want with ya?” Jack’s eyes grew dark with lust as he stared hungrily at Ennis, slowly licking his luscious lips with his long tongue. The effect of which made Ennis fidget under the glare while the fire in between his legs was quickly turning into an inferno. Jack slowly placed his bag on the floor as he walked the short distance towards Ennis. Gently wrapping his strong arms around his waist, Jack easily pulled a willing Ennis into his arms. Jack stared deeply into Ennis eyes, what they were saying no words were needed. It was unmistakable.
“Y’know Ennis,” Jack’s voice was heavy and thick, laced with a raw sexiness that always sends Ennis’ head spinning, making him lose all reason. “I do so enjoy playing with you, having you, experimenting on you. I don’t know what it is about you, but every time I think about you - dream about you - I get hard as a rock. Feel it?”
With that, Jack pull Ennis tighter into his embrace pressing his crotch against Ennis’. The sensation of the contact made both boys close their eyes and sigh softly, both lost in thoughts at what Jack will be doing to Ennis with that monster beast between his legs, hopefully in just a few minutes.
Yes, yes, yes! Oophs, sorry.
**Grrrrr**
“Ennis?”
“Mmmmmm”
“Race you upstairs.”
Those words had the same impact of a gun firing off at the beginning of The Kentucky Derby, because like two prizes champion racehorse, they were off, racing towards the stairs. Jockeying to take the lead, Ennis and Jack pushed, pulled and grabbed each other in a mad and spirited determination to get the other person out of way in order to climb the stairs and reach Ennis’ room first. Jack had the lead but also the disadvantage, with him holding onto his large and heavy duffel bag, which Ennis used to his advantage when he pulled on it roughly making Jack wobble a little on the stairs, this made it possible for Ennis to by past him reaching his room first and landing on his full bed face first breathing heavily and laughing.
“I won slow poke.” Ennis said as he turned over resting his head on his bended elbow watching Jack entered his room.
“You fucking cheated, dumbass!” Jack panted who like Ennis was catching his breath. “I could have fallen backwards on those stairs with you pulling on my bag like that.”
“Well if you fell on your head you would have been safe. Nothing inside that head except cotton balls anyway. You have yourself your own built in cushion. Maybe that’s why you are so good at football. No matter how many times you get hit in the head, there’s nothing to damage because there’s nothing there.” Ennis started laughing at the seething look Jack was giving him.
“Ha-Ha, you think you are so fucking funny, you pile of shit.” Jack ripped off his jacket, dropped his bag and lunge his body on top of Ennis on the bed and it wasn’t long before the boys was in a spontaneous wrestling match with Jack successfully pinning Ennis down underneath him with Ennis looking up at him. “You give?” Jack asked looking down at Ennis with mischievous eyes.
“Oh yeah Jack. I give…and give and give and give all that you want.” Ennis smirked.
Jack lean down as Ennis reached up and their lips met at the halfway point as they enjoyed a hot and passionate kiss. Rolling off Ennis, Jack laid on his side facing Ennis who was lying on his back with his head turned facing him. For a brief moment they simply absorbed looking at one another without saying a word.
“Jack you look as if you thinking. Doesn’t that hurt your head?”
“You’re gonna regret that after I tell you the news I got.”
“What news?” Ennis sat up resting himself on his bended elbows, clearly curious at what Jack has to say.
Jack started to play with a loose piece of string on Ennis bedspread, pulling at it and twisting it in his fingers, suddenly no longer looking at Ennis but concentrating on that single string. It doesn’t happen often, but at the moment, Jack became shy and bashful, two traits not often find in Jack Twist. When Jack gets this way, Ennis knew it must mean that Jack has something extremely important to say.
“What do you want to tell me little darlin’?” Ennis watch the small smile that came over Jack’s face and Ennis knew that nickname was here to stay.
“It’s just that…well…you know the situation we’re in…in terms of colleges for next year.” Jack lifted his eyes to look at Ennis who expression had grown somber at the mere thought of it.
“Yeah I know. How can I forget?” Ennis release his elbows out of its position as he flopped the back of his head back on the bed. “I’ll be off in Illinois at Northwestern while you’re at Pennsylvania State. Nothing we can do seeing how we both on scholarship.”
“Well I thought that too. But I was talking to my guidance counsel and Coach Hodges. I talked to them about possibly…well…don’t want you to get too excited but another scout is coming out to see me.” Jack gave Ennis a small glance and could see the somber look lifting off of Ennis.
“What school this scout is coming from?” Ennis couldn’t hide the small amount of hope in his voice. Jack began smiling. “The University of Chicago.” Jack’s smile had grown into a huge grin.
“The University of Chicago? Chicago? Jack do you know what this means?”
“Yes Ennis. Even I with cotton balls where there should be brain cells know what that means. But Ennis like I said don’t get your hopes up. The scout could decide he isn’t interested.”
“Are you fucking crazy,” Ennis seat up on the bed on his knees facing Jack with his hands on his hips. “You have one the best football records in the state! You know damn well that scout is going to offer you a scholarship!”
Jack just nodded his head turning himself on his back, tucking his hands behind his head, which made the muscles in his arms bulge. The air of cocky arrogance was beginning to seep into the pores of Jack because he knew Ennis was right. His football record guaranteed him a spot on any major football college or university in the country. He only selected Penn State because that was the place Lureen wanted to go to. It was ironic that Jack was accepted and Lureen wasn’t.
Ennis couldn’t help noticing the arrogance, he would have called Jack on it, but even in this annoying state, the boy was breathtaking.
“So Mr. Twist, what exactly do you have in store for me tonight? Do I need to get the first aid kit outta the kitchen and bring it up?” Jack looked over at Ennis smirking face and just rolled his eyes. “No Ennis, you don’t need to get the kit I got something else in mind and I think its kinda sweet.”
“Sweet?” Ennis lifted his eyebrow. “I don’t recall us every doing anything sweet.”
“Well there’s always a start.” Jack shot up off the bed, grabbing for his duffel bag. “I won’t lie. I did have other things I wanted to do with you and when you mention earlier this week that your moms won’t be home, I certainly was planning on doing them. But last night I saw something else on the Internet and it sounded like fun.”
Ennis shrugged his shoulders. “Well what is it?”
Jack smiled. “I’m going into the bathroom and shutting the door. When I come back out I expect you to be sitting on that bed naked.” Jack turned on his heal and walked in the bathroom closing the door.
Uncertain at what to do, Ennis kept sitting on the bed as he listened to Jack inside the bathroom as water began running. Shrugging his shoulders once again, Ennis did as he was told and took off all of his clothes and seat there waiting for Jack to opening back the door.
Jack reopened the door to the bathroom and the image nearly took Ennis’ breath away. Shirtless, Jack’s upper body was gorgeously muscled, peppered slightly with hair covering his chest and tight abs. Ennis have seen this vision of perfection many times, but his reaction to it was always the same, breathless wonder at the true beauty of his lover.
“Jack you really are one fine looking guy.” Ennis’ words was softly spoken and when he said them, he couldn’t even manage to look at Jack, having to look away overcome with excitement and amazement.
Jack smiled as he walked over to the bed. Reaching both his hands out, Ennis looked up in those sparkling sapphire eyes. The warmth and gentleness permeating from them case a spell over Ennis that was overwhelming and complete. There were safety in those eyes, lace with trust and commitment, touched with devil-may-care fun. The perfect combination.
“Are you going to take my hands or are you going to leave me hanging?” Jack smile was broad and the tone in his voice seemed heaven sent. Wordlessly, Ennis enfolded his hands into Jack’s, allowing himself to be gently pulled off the bed as Jack led him to the bathroom, walking backwards never once telling his eyes off of Ennis.
Once inside Jack release one of Ennis’ hands and gestured toward the vintage claw foot style bathtub. To Ennis surprise the tub was filled with bubbles. Looking back at Jack with a quizzical stare, Jack simply grinned.
“Jack what’s going on?”
“Ennis Del Mar,” Jack said mischievously. “I’m about to give you a bath. Now come on.”
Jack pulled Ennis further into the bathroom, pushing Ennis ahead of him towards the tub. Jack helped Ennis into the tub and with his one of his hands, he cradled the back of Ennis head gently leaning it back to rest on the rim of the tube where Jack had place a soft towel to cushion his lover’s head and neck.
Damn George, maybe you should have left ‘God opening the gates of heaven…’ because my Jack is very an angel.
**I guess I shouldn't have expect you to be quiet forever**
I’m sorry, won’t speak again - continue, please!
The temperature of the water was just perfect. Warm and soothing, Ennis closed his eyes allowing that magical spell of leisurely comfort that bathwater seem to possess take over. Life couldn’t get any better then this thought Ennis. Home along on a Friday evening, no cares, no worries, no parent annoyingly getting in the way, just a long weekend to look forward to with himself and his gorgeous lover who was currently pampering him with a bubble bath, along with the knowledge they will be going to colleges in the same city, Ennis truly felt he was living in paradise. The more Ennis thought of it, he more restful and peaceful he became until he began feeling he wasn’t so much there in body but more as a spirit floating on a cloud.
“Sorry to interrupt your resting Ennis,” said Jack who was kneeling beside the tub. “But you’re gonna have work with me in order for me to wash your back.”
Ennis slowly opened his eyes as if coming out of a trance. Once again looking deeply in those heavenly blue eyes, Ennis gave Jack a smile so full of lazy bliss that Jack simply had to shy his face away in order to hide the silly smirked he had on his lips looking at the goofy blissful expression on Ennis’ face.
“Come on Ennis, sit up so I can scrub your back.” Jack asked trying his best to suppress the chuckle that was desperate to get out.
Jack slowly leaned Ennis forward in the tub, exposing Ennis’ back. Jack reached into his duffel bag pulling out a huge sponge along with a bottle of baby oil.
“So that’s where you are holding your instruments of sexual pleasure you will be conducting on me tonight?” Ennis asked smiling as he looked over his shoulder looking at Jack, who was shaking his head smiling back. “Shut-up Ennis.”
“Baby oil? I don’t think I had a baby oil bath since I was a kid.”
“Well you’re going to have one tonight.” Jack continued smiling. “And it’s scented.”
“Scented?” Ennis frowned.
“Don’t worry, it’s a manly scent. It’s the oil that I use. How else do you think I manage to keep my skin so silky smooth and smelling so flesh?”
“What is this, an auction for a television commercial?”
Both boys chuckled as Jack dunked the sponge into the water and then plied some oil and soap as he stepped around the tub so he was facing Ennis back. Ennis once again closed his eyes when he felt the sponge touch his back. Jack’s strokes were soft yet firm as he rubbed the sponge across Ennis’ back. After the first few strokes, Ennis’ cock grew in hardness. Ennis could smell the scented aroma of the oil as it filled the room while being absorbed into his skin. The mood in the room was turning sensuous as the heat of Jack’s skilled hands was overtaking the heat of the bath water. Suddenly Ennis felt Jack hot, soothing breath in his right ear.
“Liking this Ennis?”
“Mmhmm”
“Time for me to do the front, friend.”
Gently gripping Ennis from his armpits, Jack pulled him back against the tub. Ennis couldn’t help but be overtaken by the massive strength ease in which Jack maneuvered his body. Jack’s strong hands and arms perform this duty with effortless grace, which made Ennis sigh. Ennis loved the powerful physical strength that Jack possesses and how he demonstrates that strength in all areas of physical activities they engage in, especially sex. Ennis loves giving himself over to that strength, in order to bask in it, to be overtaken by it but most importantly to be comforted by it.
After pulling Ennis back Jack leaned over his left shoulder and began scrubbing Ennis’ chest with the delicacy and care of handling something precious and dear to him, almost as if Ennis was a special play toy or favorite pet and it was Jack’s responsibility to keep it flesh, shining and to always make certain it’s in working condition or presentable to the outside world.
“Scrubbing me down good, huh?” Ennis gave Jack a sided long glance looking him over with a gleam in his eye.
“Loving it?” Jack smiled but never looked at Ennis but instead concentrated on what he was doing. While doing so his lightly stubble cheek brushed up against Ennis’ smooth one which made Ennis slightly rub his cheek along side it in order to feel the warm contact even more.
“Oh yeah, I’m loving it. It’s nice to know my owner takes his responsibility at keeping up the maintenance on me seriously.”
“Got to make sure you don’t grow rusty on me. I think there’s a lot more mileage I can get out of you.”
Jack sponged Ennis nipples, then he continued down to Ennis’ stomach. Ennis gasped when Jack suddenly stuck the tip of his tongue into his left ear and swirled it around. Pulling his tongue from the ear, Jack gently nibbled on the lobe. Ennis moaned softly and pushed back against him. Jack worked the sponge down from Ennis’ stomach to his crotch. He wrapped the sponge around the cock and stroked it a few times, then washed Ennis’ ball sac. When he was done, Jack sponged Ennis’ stomach and chest once again, then dropped the sponge in the tub. Jack began rubbing Ennis’ chest and stomach with one of his hands in long smooth strokes, while the other pulled and pinched Ennis’ nipples until they resembled small pebbles, all they while continuously nibbling and tonguing Ennis’ ear, making Ennis breathing quicken. Jack playfully curled the small dark-brown hairs covering Ennis’ nipples around the tips of his fingers. Grabbing each arm, Jack lifted them and eased them back, exposing Ennis sweaty, hair-filled underarms. Leaning over him, Jack sniffed then tongued each pit. When both areas had been thoroughly licked, Jack leaned over farther and as Ennis turned to him, pressed his lips against Ennis. Ennis felt the bulge in Jack crotch pressing insistently against his right shoulder. The kiss Jack gave Ennis was smooth, deep and sensual. Ennis felt his toes curled up at the sensation and intensity of the kiss. Jack’s tongue pushed past Ennis’ lips and into his mouth, where it eagerly twined around Ennis’. After sucking Ennis’ tongue briefly, Jack released it and shifted on his knees around to Ennis’ left side.
Reaching into the water, Jack grabbed onto Ennis’ rock hard cock and began slowly stroking it, as all the blood inside Ennis seemed to rush to his cock as if Jack stroking was a mating call. Ennis looked over at Jack with glazes eyes as he was being manhandled and saw a devilish grin being to curl on his lover’s lips.
“Ennis you never did offer me a drink when I got here,” Jack said licking his lips. “And I’m sure am thirsty.”
Ennis pressed his knees against the sides of the tub, than raised his pelvis until his equipment was fully above the surface of the water.
“My momma taught me to always be generous when you have company,” Ennis said breathlessly, matching Jack’s wicked grin. “Here’s the fountain. Drink as much as you want.”
Jack rubbed soap and oil into his hands and leaned over the tub. Grabbing the swollen shaft around its thick base, Jack began sliding his hand slowly up and down its long length. For Ennis the soap and oil felt good against the sensitive skin of his tool. Ennis closed his eyes and concentrated only on the feel of Jack’s strong hand on his cock. Jack slid his hand up the shaft once more, before releasing it. Ennis opened his eyes to find Jack easing his upper body farther over the rim of the bathtub until he was leaning into it from the waist up, his face directly over his crotch. Ennis felt his hot breath on the head of his dick. Jack rinsed Ennis’ cock thoroughly, then his tongue darted out and trailed over the swollen knob. With his right hand, Jack reached over and pulled on one of Ennis nipples, twisting it between his thumb and forefinger until the little nub was once again rock hard and straining through the hair that surrounded it.
Jack engulfed the large head of Ennis’ cock, swallowing the shaft inch by inch. Ennis moaned as the warmth and wetness of the Jack’s mouth completely surrounded his thick pole. Soon Jack’s lips were sucking greedily at the huge base with the full length completely in his hungry mouth. He began sawing slowly up and down on Ennis, his lips forming a perfect ring of suction around it, while the removed hand that was once playing with Ennis’ nipple was now stroking the shaft.
“Ahh, Jack. Ahhhhhhh, Jack!! Feel soooooo good,” Ennis cried out as he began thrusting his pelvis upward towards Jack’s mouth.
Jack squeezed Ennis’ balls with his other hand, then released it and slid a finger along the crack of Ennis’ ass, searching for the tender hole hidden between the ass cheeks. Once he found the opening, Jack began rubbing it with the tip of his finger. He pushed against the opening with his fingertip until the ring loosened and his finger was gain entrance with a good amount of warm water accompanying it, flooding Ennis’ hole. Jack began sliding one, then two, then three of his long fingers in and out Ennis hole, as Ennis bucked his hips to match Jack’s thrusts. The combination of Jack’s mouth sucking on his dick and Jack’s fingers working his asshole quickly brought Ennis to the boiling point.
“I’m gonna blow, Jaaaccckkk,” Ennis gasped.
As Jack fingers thrust inside him once more, the first drops of cream exploded from Ennis’ cock. As more spunk spewed forth, Jack held Ennis’ stiffer in his mouth and swallowed every drop. He continued to suck on even after Ennis was completely emptied and spent. Jack did say he was mighty thirsty after all. Jack then inserted the tip of his tongue into the sensitive, swollen pee slit in the head, prompting several more small spasms of pleasure to sweep through Ennis. Jack held Ennis’ cock in his mouth until it was completely soft, did he release it.
Jack leaned into Ennis once more, his lips again seeking Ennis’. Jack kissed him deeply, their tongues twining, juices mingling. Ennis tasted his sperm on Jack’s tongue. Finally, Jack withdrew his tongue and stood up. Looking Ennis over, he simply smiled.
“Awesome, just fucking awesome.”
Ennis just blushed as Jack grabbed a large towel off the sink counter. Opening it wide as he stretch out his arms. “Come on dude, let me dry you all.”
Stepping out of the tub, Jack wrapped the towel protectively around Ennis as he began vigorously drying him. Jack started with Ennis’ chest, then moved down to his legs, both front and back, skipping Ennis’ crotch entirely. Jack turned Ennis around and dried his back, then ran the between the cheek of Ennis tightly round ass several times, stealing a few pinches along the way. The soft fabric of the towel felt wonderful against Ennis newly scrubbed and soft skin. Jack was right about the oil. Ennis felt his skin had become silkier smooth and smelled flesher.
Oh brother!
**Please**
Jack turned Ennis back around and he began drying his crotch. Wrapping the towel around, Jack squeezed it hard, several times. Releasing it, Jack scrubbed the crotch hair then he pushed Ennis’ balls up against his shaft to dry the hard-to-reach area below it. By the time Jack was finish drying, Ennis cock was rock hard once again.
“That’s my Ennis. Always ready and eager to go, go, go,” Jack said laughing as he slapped Ennis cock playfully making it bounce up and down. Dropping the towel and wrapping his hands tightly around Ennis waist, Jack pulled him in for another passionate kiss with Ennis instinctively wrapping his arms around Jack’s strong shoulders, deepening the embrace. Ennis felt Jack moving his hands downward to his ass cheeks squeezing inward in order for his jean enclose cock to rub against Ennis expose on. Jack continued kissing Ennis as he maneuvered them out of the bathroom and towards Ennis’ bed. The edge of it suddenly hit the back of Ennis knees making him sit down heavily upon it. Jack pushed Ennis back, swinging Ennis’ legs off the floor and onto the bed, eventually having Ennis lying full length on the bedspread.
Standing on the side of the bed, Jack began unbuckling his belt and jeans. Slowly peeling his jean off and kicking them across the room, Jack stood there only in his tight briefs. Ennis reached up and rubbed the thick mound that was inches away from his mouth, feeling the heat through the cotton fabric. The manly odor of his crotch was strong as Ennis lean and buried his nose in the fabric to inhale the scent.
“Mmmmm, that smells nice,” Ennis said lustfully which made Jack chuckled.
Ennis squeezed softly the fabric making Jack’s cock squirmed and swelled beneath it. Ennis sat up a little and with both hands, grabbed the waistband and pulled them down to Jack’s knees, making it possible for Jack to shimmy them down to his ankles and like his jeans, kicking them across the room.
Jack now stood there completely naked with his cock stronger and thicker then it has ever been before, as thick as one of those huge, juicy foot-long Italian sausage.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
**Your welcome, now shut up**
Ennis eat up the sight like man who was shown the most irresistible and delectable dessert that man has ever known. The dark hairs on Jack’s tight abs blended into the equally dark hairs that surrounded his crotch and continued down his strong thighs and legs. Jack cock was standing at attention, long and fully hard, clearly ready for action.
Ennis grabbed Jack’s dick in his right hand. It was heavy and hot to the touch with his fingers barely able to meet around it. Ennis take hold of Jack enormous balls with his free hand and began gently massaging them. Letting go of Jack’s shaft, Ennis spit into his hand, and spread the saliva around Jack’s cock as he grabbed it once more in his hand. Ennis began sliding his thumb and forefinger up and down the long shaft. Jack started slowly pumping his hips to match Ennis’ strokes, as Ennis squeezed Jack’s balls a little tighter with his other hand.
“Yes Ennis,” Jack moaned softly “Yessss, play with it.”
Ennis leaned into Jack and licked the large, massive cock head. Clear fluid was leaking from the tiny slit like water flowing from a cracked well pump. Ennis inserted the tip of his tongue into the cleft and lapped up the juice. The smells of sweat, pee and man spunk emanating from his crotch overloaded Ennis’ senses.
Ennis engulfed the swollen knob and sucked on it noisily. He then ran his tongue over it in small, lazy circles before slowly sinking down on Jack long stick. Jack entwined his fingers into Ennis’ hair and pressed against the back of his head, pushing himself farther inside Ennis’ mouth. The head of Jack’s cock hit the back of Ennis’ throat and stopped. But Jack continued pushing, determined to go further.
“Ohhh, ohhhhh, yeeeeaaahh Ennnniiiissss!! Take me, take it all.”
Ennis relaxed his throat, allowing the rest of his man’s dick to slide home. Jack bristly crotch hair poked into Ennis’ nostrils.
“Oh God Ennis, I love it when you deep throat me.”
Ennis slowly slid his mouth off Jack’s cock until just the head was still ringed by his lips. He released the knob and began running his tongue up and down the thick shaft. Ennis paused again when he reached the head, ran his tongue over it once more and then engulfed the thickness once again.
Jack began pumping his hips, forcing his thick manhood down Ennis throat with each lustful thrust as his hefty balls slapping against Ennis’ chin. Ennis by now had removed his hand from Jack’s balls and used that hand to reach in between Jack’s legs searching for the moist, hairy crack of his ass. Jack spread his legs, granting Ennis entrance to his secret spot. He began exploring Jack’s crevice with his finger, as he began tracing circles over and around the tiny opening nestled there. Removing it, Ennis stuck his finger into his mouth along side Jack’s cock to wet it, then again stroked the taut opening between Jack’s ass cheeks, forcing the ring muscle to relax. Once it did, Ennis slid his finger easily inside. Jack bucked forward when Ennis’ finger hit the muscle hidden inside his ass. Ennis began finger fucking Jack’s ass slowly.
“Ohhhh, Enniiisss! Holy shhhiiiittttt!!”
Jack let out a series of small cries on his next powerful thrust, and a drop of warm fluid hit the back of Ennis’ throat. Jack and Ennis knew it wouldn’t be long before Jack would erupt and explode inside of Ennis’ eager mouth.
“Oh God, wait Ennis. WAIT!” Jack held tightly around Ennis’ head forcing him to stop sucking on his swollen cock as he slowly pulled himself out of Ennis mouth.
What in the fuck are you doing?? You better let me finish!!!
**I wonder how long would it be for Neuontz to email me back about using Bob White if I email her NOW**
Shutting up, shutting up!
Ennis looked up at Jack with curious eyes, wondering what was going on. “Jack let me finish.” Jack was trying to bring his breathing down in order to talk. Finally getting some of his breathing under control, he looked down at Ennis and smiled. “Don’t worry Ennis, you are going to get all my juice, but you are going to get in the other opening of your body.”
Jack and Ennis pulled back the bedspread and sheet on the bed, with Ennis once again lying on his back in the middle. Jack climbed onto the bed and crawled on top him. Jack’s mouth sought for Ennis and he kissed him hungrily. Pressing his tongue firmly against Ennis’ lips, Jack parted them, and explored the inside of Ennis mouth. Grabbing Ennis’ tongue gently with his teeth, Jack pulled it into his mouth and sucked on it as if it was a tiny dick. Moving from Ennis’ mouth, Jack licked over his chin and down his neck. Jack stopped his swabbing once he reached Ennis’ nipples. Pulling the sensitive brown points into his mouth, he bit and sucked on them none gently, eliciting small moans and cries deep within Ennis. Jack grabbed Ennis arms and pushed them back until they lay flat on the bed on either side of Ennis’ head. Jack nuzzled each armpit, licked each hairy underarm thoroughly with his tongue. Ennis moaned softly and squirmed underneath Jack. Removing his face from the armpits, Jack once again traveled his tongue down Ennis’ chest, licking a path down towards Ennis hairy crotch. Jack slurped the hair there before going licking the side of Ennis rock solid staff. He licked up and down on it several times making it even harder and stiffer, briefly sucking the tip of the head in his hot mouth then he tongued his way to Ennis balls. Jack took the entire sac inside his mouth sucking sensuously and softly on them before releasing them to finally pay attention to the part of Ennis’ body and Jack craves the most.
Jack spread Ennis legs, swabbing his inner thighs, and then he parted the cheeks of Ennis’ ass. Ennis felt Jack’s warm breath against the tiny opening nestled there and jumped when he felt Jack’s tongue probing it. After several passes, Jack licked along the crack of the ass, then returned to Ennis opening. Jack swirled his tongue around it then forced the tip into the hole as far as possible, causing Ennis to lift his ass off the bed.
“Uhhh, uhhhhh, shit, shit, shit, shhhiiiiittttt!!”
Ennis’ soulful moans spurred Jack to greater efforts and soon Ennis was wildly thrashing on the bed and panting and moaning repeatedly. Clear fluid began bubbling from the small cleft of Ennis’ cock.
When Jack stopped tonguing Ennis’ hole in order to run into the bathroom, Ennis had to cover the head of cock with the palm of his hand in order to prevent the rapidly approaching eruption because he wasn’t really to shoot his load.
“Jack where are you? Why you leave?” Ennis’ voice was whimpering and panting, desperate to continue. Was this some form of torture Jack discovered on the Internet.
“Jack!”
YES, JAAACK!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GEORGE!!
Jack quickly returned from the bathroom. “Sorry cowboy, just getting the baby oil. Not only is it great for keeping your skin smooth, it’s a great lubricant.” Jack jumped back in between Ennis’ stretch legs. Pouring some oil in his hands, Ennis felt Jack rubbing it at the crack of his ass. Jack spread the oil over and around the entrance, then pushed against it with a finger. Ennis pushed back against his finger and gasped when it slid inside him. Jack pushed in another finger in, held it there for a moment, than began plunging them in and out of Ennis’ chute in a slow, steady pace. Ennis entire body started jerking once again and his breathing was growing short. Panting and whaling, Ennis eyes began turning to the back of his head as Jack slowly place another long finger inside him as he pick up the pacing on his finger fucking assault. Eventually Jack place all four of his long, strong fingers inside Ennis increasingly expanding chute with only his thump remaining visible.
“You like that? Huh? My cowboy likes this don’tcha?” Jack’s voice was icy hot, deliciously enjoying the helpless ecstasy he was sending throughout his lover’s body. “Come on, tell me you like. Come on! Tell ME!” Jack pushed in his fingers a little deeper.
“Y-y-yeeeeesssssssss! Oh God!! Ohhhhh Gawd!! Unnnggghhh Jaaaccckkkk!!!!”
Suddenly, Jack withdrew his fingers, oiled up his cock, grabbed Ennis beneath each knee, and pushed his legs up and back over him until Ennis’ toes were touching his shoulders. Jack rose up onto his knees and shuffled between Ennis legs as he guided the fat head of his cock against Ennis’ opening. Jack gripped Ennis by the back of each thigh and pushed determinedly against the hole, demanding entrance. When the ring of muscle relaxed, the head of Jack’s dick popped through, sending a wave of old familiar pain coursing through Ennis’ body. Jack paused with his cock head just inside Ennis, allowing Ennis to adjust to the intrusion, then slid the rest of his massive beast deep inside. The head hit that special hidden muscle inside that ignited a stream of molten lava that was now coursing throughout Ennis’ body immediately replacing the coursing plain that was there just a moment ago.
Jack held his cock deep inside Ennis’ channel, allowing the walls of Ennis’ asshole to conform to its size, slowly he pulled out until just the head remained inside. Jack slid in once more and began pumping slow and easy. Ennis squeezed Jack’s pole with the muscles in his ass as it entered and exited on each of its sensuous plunges. Soon Jack increased the power of his thrusts, plowing into Ennis like a wild dog. Ennis could feel and hear Jack’s heavy nuts slapping against his sweaty ass cheeks as he pound away with reckless abandon.
“Awwwwwww Ennis! Loving this fucking ass of yours! Sweet!! Swweeettttt! This shiiittt’s MINES!!!!”
Jack grunts and moans came nonstop, and the smell of their coupling was filling the room and the aroma was intoxicating. Ennis spitted in his left hand, grabbed his dick, and began jerking in time with Jack as he continued hammering inside him. Balanced above Ennis with a hand on each side of his waist, Jack slammed his fat cock into him repeatedly, relentlessly. Jack was slowly becoming a boy possess, indulging in the euphoria of possessing all that Ennis is offering and was determined to relish it all like a death row inmate eating his last meal.
Ennis lifted his ass off the bed to meet Jack’s power thrusts. Jack’s eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was slightly open; his tongue protruded from the right corner. Sweat covered his chest and stomach. The strong smell of it and his armpits was overwhelming. Ennis ran his fingers through the damp hairs on Jack’s chest and stomach, held his fingers to his nose, inhaling his musky odor. Ennis managed to wrap his legs around Jack’s waist, locking his feet against Jack’s ass and pulled him fiercely into him on each of his thrusts, wanting Jack inside him as deeply as possible. Wrapping his arms around Jack’s midsection, Ennis hugged him tight and covered his cheeks and forehead with sloppy kisses that was driving Jack even crazier. Jack was moaning continuously, and his thrusting became more intense and powerfully.
“Here it comes, cowboy. I’m going to fill that ass up good,” Jack cried, as he sank his cock into Ennis to the hilt.
Jack’s body began convulsing and Ennis felt his hot semen flooding his ass as if a damn had burst releasing a gusher that was far too much for his tiny hole to contain. Jack collapsed on top of Ennis and bit into his shoulder as he continued pushing in filling Ennis with cream that was beginning to lick out of his butt hole. The pressure at having Jack heavy, spent body on him, pressing his swollen cock in between their bellies was enough for Ennis’ to erupt and exploded, shooting his juices all over his and Jack’s stomachs. They lay quietly, for a few moments, the scent of their sweat mingling with the odor of man sex.
After a while, Jack rolled off Ennis, climbed off the bed, and walked into the bathroom. Returning with the soaked sponge he used to bathe Ennis and a fresh towel, Jack quickly cleared Ennis and himself, drying both of them with the towel. Once done, he wrapped the sponge in the towel tossing it across the room, hopped into bed, pulled the sheet and bedspread over Ennis and himself and immediately crawled into Ennis’ arms tucking his head underneath his chin like a baby. Ennis was always amazed how it was Jack who wanted to be the one cuddled and snuggled after they had made love, which Ennis was happy to give him. Protectively wrapping his strong arms around him, Ennis pulled Jack closer to him as he softly began hearing the sound that has become the sweetest sound Ennis has ever heard in his life: Jack falling asleep in his arms purring quietly like a kitten.
THE END
**Satisfied. Have I pleased you**
Oh God George, yes, yes, yes!! I can’t get enough of this shit!! Yes, George, yes!!
“Ennis? Ennis!”
To Ennis surprise Jack lifted his head from under his chin, looking at him strangely and accusingly.
“Something wrong Jack?”
“You damn fucking right something’s wrong! We just make love and all that I’m hearing from you is, ‘Yes, yes, I can’t get enough of this shit!! Yes, George, yes!!’ Stepping out on me Ennis? Who the fuck is George!!!”
**Hehehehehehehehehehe**
Pairing: Jack Twist/Ennis Del Mar
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Another one-shot smut story.
Disclaimer: We know the drill
Story Inspiration: sienata Best Friends Forever
Story Summary: This is not a chapter two in the traditional narrative sense. Its more like the continuing saga in the escapades of two extremely horny teenagers.
Author's Notes: Before reading, I need to point out something. The story is in two parts. The first half Ennis will be speaking to someone. When Ennis is speaking to that person, his words will be in italic. And that will be the same in the second half of the story as well. During the second half of the story when Ennis is speaking to that person, that person words will be **in close** with stars surrounding it. I hope I made it clear. One more thing. This story is unbeta. For two hours, I proofread it and made correction. I believe I got most of them. If I haven't deep apologies.
THREE WEEKS.
THREE WEEKS!
21 days. 504 hours. 30,240 minutes. 1,814,400 seconds. Ennis Del Mar counted those weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds as if they were precious gold. It’s been that long since Ennis experience the thrill that all gay teenage boys, at one point, in their lives must have dreamt, to just once, know the ecstasy of being taken by the one and only Jack Fucking Twist.
Jack Twist. John Clayton Twist, Jr. Just saying the name brings beautiful music to one’s ear. Oh the joy, oh the pleasure! Jack is proof that angels indeed walk the earth. It’s as if God himself opened the gates of Heaven and allowed his most glorious angel to descent on earth and walk among us mere mortals, showing us that Paradise indeed is waiting for us in the after life. But now that paradise seemed to have forsaken Ennis. Has turned it’s back on him and locked the door, denying Ennis entrance, leaving him confuse and desperate. Not to mention hornier then a dog in heat. The encounter in Jack’s bedroom made Ennis realizes that he was walking around incomplete - unfinished and not fully formed. It was as if he was born missing the most essential parts that makes him fully formed. It wasn’t until Ennis felt himself being filled, gloriously, with that nectar of the Gods, that intoxicating liquid that reveals the world’s secrets, that makes all things possible in this impossible world.
Jack’s cum!
Ahhhh, how it taste? The smoothest and creamiest of liquids, so fulfilling, so delicious, Ennis felt his body being energized as each drop filled every grateful part of his body. It was as if Ennis entire body became a vessel to be filled with the greatest and most sacred delicacy that man could even imagine. And the fountain from which this liquid sprung from was as glorious as the liquid it self.
Jack’s cock!
Firm, long, thick and huge, the design of which was perfection in its purest form. Nowhere in the, world from the beginning of time, to this very moment, no man - yes! - no man has even been given a cock like Jack Twist. Everything about it was…
Excuse me! EXCUSE ME!!
What? Who…Ennis, is that you? What are doing?
Trying to save your damn story, George!
Save my story? Who asked you to save anything? Just be quiet and let me finish.
And let you put all the readers to sleep? I don’t think so! What kind of bullshit you are writing anything?
It’s not bullshit Ennis.
The hell it isn’t! Do you really want to write this story in this matter? I mean c’mon! “Saying his name brings music to one’s air”, “God opened the gates of Heaven and allowed his most glorious angel to descend and walk among us mere mortals”, “ Nectars of the Gods”, “Unfinished and not fully formed”, “As if his entire body became a vessel to be filled with the greatest and most sacred delicacy that man could even imagine.” Who the hell would believe this type of bullshit and more importantly, who the hell would want to read it?
I’m trying to create an atmosphere - a mood.
Well you are doing a damn fucking lousy job!
Well if you would shut-up and let me finish -
Finish this shit! No fucking way!! Listen. In writing 101 it says know your audience, right?
I guess, I never taken a writing course.
Pretty obvious.
Hey!
I’m just speaking the truth, if you can’t handle it, too bad!
I’m trying to write a story here.
Yeah, about Jack coming over and fucking me, and I’m telling you.
Oh God, I loved Dreamgirls! Jennifer Hudson did a magnificent job with that song! The girl is going to win that Oscar! She already won the Golden Globe and did you see Jake Gyllenhaal on Saturday Night Live?? The boy was too fucking hilarious! And I cannot believe the film wasn’t nominated for best picture!
Will you shut the fuck up!! Jesus Christ! Here I am trying to save this story, and here you are talking about some movie, Jake Gyllenhaal and that damn song!! Concentrate you dumbass.
Don’t get nasty! After all let’s not forget who has the real power here! You’re in my imagination and I’m the one typing this shit out! Get on my nerves and I’ll stop typing and you won’t exist! So I suggest you back up and check your attitude!
Oh this is rich! You’re getting on me, telling me that I’m all in your head.
That’s right.
So if I’m only in your head? That means you are talking yourself - right? I mean a little strange don’t you think? And what’s sadder, you plan on posting this exchange between yourself on the Internet for everybody to read. I can just imagine what the readers will be thinking, “Oh my God! George had lost it! He’s talking to Ennis Del Mar as if he is a real person!! Clearly he is typing from a padded cell!!” You do plan on posting this, right?
(silence)
Hello? Mr. Shakespeare? Are you out there?
(silence)
Ahhh, have I hurt your feelings?
Get to the point.
That’s the problem.
What do you mean?
You’re not getting to the point - look. You said you wanted to create this atmosphere - a mood. Well I’m sorry you don’t need that for this type of story. It’s not necessary. This is after all a smut story, correct?
Yeah.
Then give us smut. Don’t fancy it up, just do it, because I’m serious my ass is getting lonesome for some more of Jack’s dick!
But I want to make it beautiful and lyrical. Profound and deep, intelligent and thought provoking, to make the reader feel as if they are experiencing something they’ve never felt before.
Y’know George. I’m sorry to disappoint you, but most readers don’t read your story for profound insight. They read for the enjoyment of smut. In other words, a great, big fuck feast.
But I want to move them with my words. I wish to give life through the power of the written language.
If they want that type of storytelling, they won’t be reading your story. They will be reading Nobody’s Angel, Milestones, Wiser Time, Shades of Grey, All I Want, Tainted Evidence, Brokeback Redemption, The Wolf and the Thunderbird, Step Right Up, The Mountain Murder Mystery, Fortunate Son, Roots, The Modern Way, etc. Authors like Minchout, Sineata, Mantra, Chas, B73, Kumari, Madlori, racchelle, Midget size, Sixties, marakeshsparrow, 1 of one, lotitaray, and all the other gifted artisans.
Don’t forget I’ll Be Seeing You! I love that story. Bailey is a goddess
Oh God! Y’know buddy, you are getting a little too obsessive over that story. You’re beginning to worry me.
But I love it!
Get over it! What the hell are you trying to do? Replace Dean and Melissa as the biggest cheerleaders in the world of Brokeback fanfiction? Ain’t gonna happen!
OK, I guess I’m going a little overboard with that story.
A little???
Can we get back to my story please?
I get the feeling we are getting a little touchy.
Turning off the computer or worst, write a love scene involving you and Alma.
OK! Sorry! God knows I don’t need that. She just lies there and does nothing. Talk about having your feet fall asleep and wanting desperately to join it. But since we are having this exchange, can I ask something?
Can I stop you?
What is it about these women who write and read these stories about Jack and me?
Don’t understand and not really caring?
Sex! Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to constantly having to perform sex acts for the gratification for countless of eager readers? I mean over and over and over again. Don’t get me wrong, I love my Jack and having sex with him is the greatest joy of my life - that’s why I’m trying to help you with this one -, but damn! Since when have we become studs for hire at the whim of the authors and readers? The things they have us do - my God!!
Yeah, they are pretty creative.
Tell me about it! I swear, some of the things they have us doing, I’m surprise we haven’t been driven to the emergency room of some hospital! But I don’t understand it? Why do they love writing and reading about two men having sex? What kind of thrill does they get out it?
Well, speaking as a gay man…
That’s the point! I understand why you enjoy them, but why should the women? The majority of them I’m assuming are straight. Why do they enjoy us so much? What pleasure do they get? And how the hell do they know so much? Not only are they extremely graphic when writing those scenes, they seems to have a great deal of knowledge at what happens between men having sex!
I have no idea. I just know I enjoy reading them.
Not to mention their seemingly perfect understanding of the inner workings of a gay man’s psyche and sensibility. The best stories around here seems to be written by…
Heterosexual women.
Exactly! What type of phenomenon is this all about?
Well straight men seem to have a fondness at watching two women getting it on, - now that’s a phenomenon I simply don’t understand - maybe that’s the same mentality when it comes to straight women. The idea of reading about two gorgeous men doing the nasty, removing the curtain away from the unknown and peeking inside. You got to admit it’s an awful lot of fun behind that curtain and if they want to peek and use their imagination at creating a world that is generally hidden from them, who I’m I to complain? Also let’s not forget, yours and Jack’s story is a beautiful, tragic, romantic love story that is universal. It’s theme breaks all boundaries and it’s hauntingly told. Besides we all know what women are like with love stories, especially the sad ones. Not to mention both you guys will forever have the faces of Heath and Jake on screen. I mean shit, just the idea of those two guys getting it on as you and Jack, I mean come on, give the ladies their due.
But you’re not the one who has to do all the soul searching, molding yourself into the characterization the writer wishes for you to be. I’ve been a vampire, a detective, an FBI agent, a teenager, been on a spaceship. I’ve been a hitman, a jailbird, a college student, a school teacher - loved that one, a funeral director, an architect, a painter, a millionaire. I’ve lived in Germany during the Nazis, lived during the Civil War, in the Old West, been a coachman in England during the 1890’s, been in the navy, just to new a few. Been scared of my sexuality, lukewarm over my sexuality, completely accepted my sexuality. I have been vulnerable; I’ve been tough, scared, confused, and violent. I’ve been to a psychiatrist. I had the ability to read other people’s thoughts. I can see and talk to dead people. Been married, never married, divorced, widowed. I’ve had two daughters, or maybe just one, or maybe none at all. I’ve had daughters with different names, if they ain’t being called Jenny, they are being called Francine. I never had to come back as a dog, boy, Jack wasn’t happy about that one, although I thought it was cute. But the whole thing gets kinda confusing after a while. I waiting for the time someone writes a story in which Jack and me meet in pre-school. Brokeback Babies. Of course it would have to be rated G - no sex there. Funny.
What’s so funny?
I’m just thinking. If someone did write a pre-school story about me and Jack - and of course Jack who would be described as being too precious for words - a five year old Jack Twist? - Oh God, the writers would go crazy describing how beautiful in face he is. He would be just too cute! Wearing himself a little cowboy hat, his little pink face would be nothing but sparkling blue eyes? Oh Please - can you say adorable!! Make me want to vomit! Anyway, if they did write it, they would have to get sex in there somehow. I can read it now, “Hey Ennis, I’ll show you my we-we if you show me yours.”
You need to stop! And can we please refocus back on my story.
It’s always about everyone else and never about me.
Concentrate you dumbass.
Don’t call me dumbass! You ain't Jack. I’m trying to help. ‘Trying to create a mood.’ Who the heck do you think you are? Dostoevsky? Ibsen? Chekhov? Hell, you’re not even Danielle Steele.
Well I can’t have you and Jack start fucking right off the bat. I have to set the scene up.
Well just don’t flower it up! I need it quick!
Damn, are you that hard up?
YES!! I ain’t proud. My ass is aching for Jack’s cock.
OK, OK, I’ll make the set-up quick.
Good, and make sure it’s raunchy and nasty. I’m not in the mood for any lovey-dovey type shit. No hearts and flowers. And make sure that Jack has a big, thick, juicy cock in the same length and size like one of the big, thick, juicy foot-long Italian sausage.
Not making any promises. I have an idea and I plan on sticking to it, but don’t worry, you’ll gonna like it. You might even be surprise.
Yeah, yeah. Whatever. One more thing! Don’t think I haven’t forgotten about how you left me hanging at the end of Three-Way. You got some nerve introducing me to Heath and then not allowing me to fuck him.
Oh God, don’t YOU start!
I’m serious! That was cold as shit! Talk about a perfect set-up for a foursome, and you know how much Vicopet wants one! But do you give it to her? Noooooo!! And I thought you liked her.
I do. It’s just…
No excuses, no excuses!!
Enough! I’m writing this story now. Relax and enjoy your fuck!
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Ennis certainly knows what it’s like to be a sex toy. In the last three weeks since their first encounter, Ennis has found himself at the receiving end of some of the most creative, inventive and mind-boggling sex he could have ever imagine thanks to Jack’s seemingly unquenchable thirst at being sexually satisfied. The star quarterback just couldn’t get enough. Like a breeding bull, Jack Twist have the stamina and endurance at going two, three and sometimes even four-time back to back at one session, fucking a grateful and eager to please Ennis. There wasn’t any sexual act too outrageous that Jack could come up with that Ennis wasn’t willing to submit his body in order to service his man.
Don’t make me out to be a slut, please.
**Shut up and let me finish writing**
Since realizing that he has a healthy taste for the pleasure of the male flesh, Jack had become enthusiastic in discovering the different treats and delights at seeing just how far he could go at pleasing himself using Ennis. Things that he knew he would get arrested if he ever dared to do with a female, was party time with Ennis. Reading books, searching the web, Jack was open to all and everything when it comes to the joys of man-to-man sex and the possibilities Jack discovered during his research were endless and varied. Like a kid let loose in a candy store, Jack was determined to taste all the different and delicious delights that store - in this case Ennis’ body - has to offer with Ennis the recipient of this gluttony.
However the relationship between the boys wasn’t base just on sex.
That’s good to hear, because I was beginning to think other wise.
**Oh God**
I’m just saying.
**Quiet**
Regardless at how creative and intense Jack’s need to be satisfied, there was always an underline of deep feelings on the part of the boys. Amazingly in just the few short weeks that have been enjoying this new discovery of sex, they have also discovered a deep bond between them. It wasn’t expected, but they clearly were enjoying this added development to their relationship, which only deepen their sex life. Thoughts and ideas they would have never shared with anyone else, they discovered they could entrust the other with their deepest fears and hopes without fear at not being laughed at or misunderstood. It was this trust that made it possible for Jack to explore whatever sexual fantasy he could come up with and Ennis having faith that he wouldn’t place him in any situation that he would be uncomfortable with, however lately Jack hunger has been pushing the limits of good taste. When Jack suggested a barbwire and masking tape, Ennis simply had to draw the line. Jack laughed it off, but Ennis couldn’t help but notice the sense of hurt feelings crossing over Jack’s face.
Wait a minute, barbwire and masking tape? Shit I’m afraid to know what that might entail!
**Don’t knock it until you try it**
Meaning????
**Continuing**
They both agreed, under the circumstance, they should keep their relationship a secret. While they are both comfortable with their sexuality, they didn’t need the headache of small town America possibly causing a problem for two gay teenagers. A community like Lightning Flat simply was too backwards in it’s thinking at simply leaving them along and not causing them problems. So instead of creating a situation neither one wish to be bothered with, they kept their feelings to themselves. After all Jack did have a reputation to keep up, Ennis does as well, but being the star of the football team and the most desired and popular guy in school, Jack coming out would cause too much of an shock to be ignored. So the boys kept up the pretense. It wasn’t easy. Plenty of times both guys wanted to shout out their relationship for the world to hear, but why create a situation that would only cause them heartache or worst. This was their senior year and they would be leaving for college when they graduate, freeing them of this backward community, which will allow them to live their lives as they wish. Besides the idea of keeping their relationship a secret, having to run around unseen, catching moments here and there, was somehow sexy and even romantic, although the boys would never use that term. They find themselves having a lot of fun at always being one step ahead from everyone else.
That does sound like fun.
Jack ended his relationship with Lureen. “We may not be able to go out on dates in public, but you don’t need to see me out on dates with her. I respect you - I respect us - too much for that.” That one gestured warmed Ennis’ heart enormously and whatever brief moments of unhappiness he felt at keeping this a secret, he knew at the end it would be all worth it.
Awwwwwwww, isn’t my Jack sweet?
**Stop it**
But Ennis was concern. He was going to Northwestern in Illinois and Jack won a scholarship to Penn State. How will they be able to continue their relationship so far apart?
Yeah, how are we? This is just great. We are going to separate colleges in different states. I know what’s going to happen. Jack is going to find someone new and completely forget about me, right? I’m going to be lost to sea and Jack is going to have a good time. That’s what you planning on doing. Aren’t you? Aren’t you!
**Yeah and I’m going to ask Neuontz permission if she could loan me Bob White so I can have him as the new man in Jack’s life**
DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!!!!! YOU HEAR ME!! I HATE THAT MOTHER-FUCKER, COCKSUCKING, SWEET-TALKING SON-OF-A-BITCH!!! IF HE TOUCHES MY JACK AGAIN, I’M GOING TO KILL THAT FUCKED-UP BASTARD!!!
**Touchy. Hit a nerve did I**
Shut the fuck up!
**Then I suggest you shut-up and let me finish**
OK, OK.
But that was something Ennis would think about later. Right now he was simply excited that Jack was coming over to his house. It was Friday night and he was along. His mother was visiting her sister in Riverton and she won’t be home until Sunday night. When Ennis told Jack he’d be along in his house all weekend earlier in the week, Jack’s sparkling blue eyes turned black with lecherous gleam. “Just our luck, I’ve discovered some new things on the web I like to try out! I’ll be over Friday night with my things.” When Jack spoke those words, the honey voice he usually spoke in was replace with a voice dipping with sexual venom. Ennis knew he was in for a long, deep weekend fuck that he won’t soon forget. “Ennis, I’ll be there around 10:30.” Jack has an away game that night. “So when I get there, you best be ready for some serious action. Understand?” Ennis understood all right. Jack Twist was in dominated mold, and usually that means Ennis was going to find himself walking funny for the next few days - the funnier the better.
**No interruptions**
Hell no! Liking this! Continue!”
So their Ennis sat, in his living room, seating on the big, red leather chair. Waiting for his teenage lover to show up…
Big, red leather chair? Stealing from Kumari? Thief
Waiting for his lover to show up and wondering what marvelously nasty sexual activities Jack had in store for them, Ennis began thinking about the supposed disadvantage at being the quote un quote submissive one, when in truth the submissive one has the greater pleasure. Ennis love the sense that he is so wanted and desired. That he has the ability to drive a usually calm and always easy-going guy like Jack into a state of uncontrollable frenzy, as if life simply wasn’t worth living if he couldn’t touch and possess the person of his greatest desire. It filled Ennis was pride knowing that he was the one who had that capability and indeed that power. It gave him a sense…
Can we please not turn this into some kinda psychological thesis on the advantage at being a bottom.
**Jesus**
It was at that moment the doorbell rang and like a cheap, eager slut-whore, waiting for his first client to arrive…
HEY!!
…Ennis shamelessly ran to the door. Pausing for a moment to catch his breath, he opened the door to the most gorgeous slight imaginable. Jack stood in the doorframe breathtakingly handsome as always. His sparkling blue eyes seem to light up the night sky and his smile was as welcoming as a drop of rain in the desert. Wearing his football jacket and wrangler jeans that stretch around his legs as if they were painted on, Ennis could see the outline of his thick cock, resting snug as a bug in the crotch of his jeans. His jacket was open, showing that Jack was wearing a tight white t-shirt that brilliantly showed off his strong and solid torso. He had his left hand snug in his left hand pocket of his jeans and was holding a overnight duffel bag in his right hand. The casual confidence and ease in which Jack always carried himself was on perfect display just standing there as well as the matter-of-fact, calm sexiness that seems to oozes out of Jack Twist without him even trying. He was that marvelous blend of sweetly adorable and smoldering hot at the same time.
Stepping through the door, Jack took his left hand out of his pocket and wrapped it behind Ennis’ neck drawing him into a warm, light kiss.
“Hey cowboy,” Jack said pulling his lips away from Ennis’ as he walked pass him entering completely into the front hallway. Ennis frowned at the nickname.
“Why do you keep calling me cowboy? Do I look like a cowboy?”
“Yeah you do.” Jack said to him as he turned around to smile at him. “You have this stoic persona. Gruff and strong, a no shooter, honest and true, the essence of what a cowboy is supposed to be. God knows you look great on top of a horse.” Jack grin was broad and sexy as he spoke. Ennis just rolled his eyes. “So that’s my nickname for now on, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“OK…little darlin’.”
Oh George, you’re just sooo cleverly - obvious.
**Shut the hell up**
The boys walked into living room with Jack scanning the place as if looking for someone. “So Ennis, you’re sure your moms won’t be coming back tonight?” Jack asked as he hoisted his duffel bag over his right shoulder, flashing Ennis yet another sparkling smile. Ennis always wondered if Jack knew what his sexy smiles does to him, how it always makes him go weak in the knees and light up a raging fire in between his legs. Sometimes he wasn’t certain, other times like this one, Ennis was convince he did.
“Yeah, my mom won’t be back home until late Sunday night.”
“So I’m going to have you all to myself this weekend to do whatever I want with ya?” Jack’s eyes grew dark with lust as he stared hungrily at Ennis, slowly licking his luscious lips with his long tongue. The effect of which made Ennis fidget under the glare while the fire in between his legs was quickly turning into an inferno. Jack slowly placed his bag on the floor as he walked the short distance towards Ennis. Gently wrapping his strong arms around his waist, Jack easily pulled a willing Ennis into his arms. Jack stared deeply into Ennis eyes, what they were saying no words were needed. It was unmistakable.
“Y’know Ennis,” Jack’s voice was heavy and thick, laced with a raw sexiness that always sends Ennis’ head spinning, making him lose all reason. “I do so enjoy playing with you, having you, experimenting on you. I don’t know what it is about you, but every time I think about you - dream about you - I get hard as a rock. Feel it?”
With that, Jack pull Ennis tighter into his embrace pressing his crotch against Ennis’. The sensation of the contact made both boys close their eyes and sigh softly, both lost in thoughts at what Jack will be doing to Ennis with that monster beast between his legs, hopefully in just a few minutes.
Yes, yes, yes! Oophs, sorry.
**Grrrrr**
“Ennis?”
“Mmmmmm”
“Race you upstairs.”
Those words had the same impact of a gun firing off at the beginning of The Kentucky Derby, because like two prizes champion racehorse, they were off, racing towards the stairs. Jockeying to take the lead, Ennis and Jack pushed, pulled and grabbed each other in a mad and spirited determination to get the other person out of way in order to climb the stairs and reach Ennis’ room first. Jack had the lead but also the disadvantage, with him holding onto his large and heavy duffel bag, which Ennis used to his advantage when he pulled on it roughly making Jack wobble a little on the stairs, this made it possible for Ennis to by past him reaching his room first and landing on his full bed face first breathing heavily and laughing.
“I won slow poke.” Ennis said as he turned over resting his head on his bended elbow watching Jack entered his room.
“You fucking cheated, dumbass!” Jack panted who like Ennis was catching his breath. “I could have fallen backwards on those stairs with you pulling on my bag like that.”
“Well if you fell on your head you would have been safe. Nothing inside that head except cotton balls anyway. You have yourself your own built in cushion. Maybe that’s why you are so good at football. No matter how many times you get hit in the head, there’s nothing to damage because there’s nothing there.” Ennis started laughing at the seething look Jack was giving him.
“Ha-Ha, you think you are so fucking funny, you pile of shit.” Jack ripped off his jacket, dropped his bag and lunge his body on top of Ennis on the bed and it wasn’t long before the boys was in a spontaneous wrestling match with Jack successfully pinning Ennis down underneath him with Ennis looking up at him. “You give?” Jack asked looking down at Ennis with mischievous eyes.
“Oh yeah Jack. I give…and give and give and give all that you want.” Ennis smirked.
Jack lean down as Ennis reached up and their lips met at the halfway point as they enjoyed a hot and passionate kiss. Rolling off Ennis, Jack laid on his side facing Ennis who was lying on his back with his head turned facing him. For a brief moment they simply absorbed looking at one another without saying a word.
“Jack you look as if you thinking. Doesn’t that hurt your head?”
“You’re gonna regret that after I tell you the news I got.”
“What news?” Ennis sat up resting himself on his bended elbows, clearly curious at what Jack has to say.
Jack started to play with a loose piece of string on Ennis bedspread, pulling at it and twisting it in his fingers, suddenly no longer looking at Ennis but concentrating on that single string. It doesn’t happen often, but at the moment, Jack became shy and bashful, two traits not often find in Jack Twist. When Jack gets this way, Ennis knew it must mean that Jack has something extremely important to say.
“What do you want to tell me little darlin’?” Ennis watch the small smile that came over Jack’s face and Ennis knew that nickname was here to stay.
“It’s just that…well…you know the situation we’re in…in terms of colleges for next year.” Jack lifted his eyes to look at Ennis who expression had grown somber at the mere thought of it.
“Yeah I know. How can I forget?” Ennis release his elbows out of its position as he flopped the back of his head back on the bed. “I’ll be off in Illinois at Northwestern while you’re at Pennsylvania State. Nothing we can do seeing how we both on scholarship.”
“Well I thought that too. But I was talking to my guidance counsel and Coach Hodges. I talked to them about possibly…well…don’t want you to get too excited but another scout is coming out to see me.” Jack gave Ennis a small glance and could see the somber look lifting off of Ennis.
“What school this scout is coming from?” Ennis couldn’t hide the small amount of hope in his voice. Jack began smiling. “The University of Chicago.” Jack’s smile had grown into a huge grin.
“The University of Chicago? Chicago? Jack do you know what this means?”
“Yes Ennis. Even I with cotton balls where there should be brain cells know what that means. But Ennis like I said don’t get your hopes up. The scout could decide he isn’t interested.”
“Are you fucking crazy,” Ennis seat up on the bed on his knees facing Jack with his hands on his hips. “You have one the best football records in the state! You know damn well that scout is going to offer you a scholarship!”
Jack just nodded his head turning himself on his back, tucking his hands behind his head, which made the muscles in his arms bulge. The air of cocky arrogance was beginning to seep into the pores of Jack because he knew Ennis was right. His football record guaranteed him a spot on any major football college or university in the country. He only selected Penn State because that was the place Lureen wanted to go to. It was ironic that Jack was accepted and Lureen wasn’t.
Ennis couldn’t help noticing the arrogance, he would have called Jack on it, but even in this annoying state, the boy was breathtaking.
“So Mr. Twist, what exactly do you have in store for me tonight? Do I need to get the first aid kit outta the kitchen and bring it up?” Jack looked over at Ennis smirking face and just rolled his eyes. “No Ennis, you don’t need to get the kit I got something else in mind and I think its kinda sweet.”
“Sweet?” Ennis lifted his eyebrow. “I don’t recall us every doing anything sweet.”
“Well there’s always a start.” Jack shot up off the bed, grabbing for his duffel bag. “I won’t lie. I did have other things I wanted to do with you and when you mention earlier this week that your moms won’t be home, I certainly was planning on doing them. But last night I saw something else on the Internet and it sounded like fun.”
Ennis shrugged his shoulders. “Well what is it?”
Jack smiled. “I’m going into the bathroom and shutting the door. When I come back out I expect you to be sitting on that bed naked.” Jack turned on his heal and walked in the bathroom closing the door.
Uncertain at what to do, Ennis kept sitting on the bed as he listened to Jack inside the bathroom as water began running. Shrugging his shoulders once again, Ennis did as he was told and took off all of his clothes and seat there waiting for Jack to opening back the door.
Jack reopened the door to the bathroom and the image nearly took Ennis’ breath away. Shirtless, Jack’s upper body was gorgeously muscled, peppered slightly with hair covering his chest and tight abs. Ennis have seen this vision of perfection many times, but his reaction to it was always the same, breathless wonder at the true beauty of his lover.
“Jack you really are one fine looking guy.” Ennis’ words was softly spoken and when he said them, he couldn’t even manage to look at Jack, having to look away overcome with excitement and amazement.
Jack smiled as he walked over to the bed. Reaching both his hands out, Ennis looked up in those sparkling sapphire eyes. The warmth and gentleness permeating from them case a spell over Ennis that was overwhelming and complete. There were safety in those eyes, lace with trust and commitment, touched with devil-may-care fun. The perfect combination.
“Are you going to take my hands or are you going to leave me hanging?” Jack smile was broad and the tone in his voice seemed heaven sent. Wordlessly, Ennis enfolded his hands into Jack’s, allowing himself to be gently pulled off the bed as Jack led him to the bathroom, walking backwards never once telling his eyes off of Ennis.
Once inside Jack release one of Ennis’ hands and gestured toward the vintage claw foot style bathtub. To Ennis surprise the tub was filled with bubbles. Looking back at Jack with a quizzical stare, Jack simply grinned.
“Jack what’s going on?”
“Ennis Del Mar,” Jack said mischievously. “I’m about to give you a bath. Now come on.”
Jack pulled Ennis further into the bathroom, pushing Ennis ahead of him towards the tub. Jack helped Ennis into the tub and with his one of his hands, he cradled the back of Ennis head gently leaning it back to rest on the rim of the tube where Jack had place a soft towel to cushion his lover’s head and neck.
Damn George, maybe you should have left ‘God opening the gates of heaven…’ because my Jack is very an angel.
**I guess I shouldn't have expect you to be quiet forever**
I’m sorry, won’t speak again - continue, please!
The temperature of the water was just perfect. Warm and soothing, Ennis closed his eyes allowing that magical spell of leisurely comfort that bathwater seem to possess take over. Life couldn’t get any better then this thought Ennis. Home along on a Friday evening, no cares, no worries, no parent annoyingly getting in the way, just a long weekend to look forward to with himself and his gorgeous lover who was currently pampering him with a bubble bath, along with the knowledge they will be going to colleges in the same city, Ennis truly felt he was living in paradise. The more Ennis thought of it, he more restful and peaceful he became until he began feeling he wasn’t so much there in body but more as a spirit floating on a cloud.
“Sorry to interrupt your resting Ennis,” said Jack who was kneeling beside the tub. “But you’re gonna have work with me in order for me to wash your back.”
Ennis slowly opened his eyes as if coming out of a trance. Once again looking deeply in those heavenly blue eyes, Ennis gave Jack a smile so full of lazy bliss that Jack simply had to shy his face away in order to hide the silly smirked he had on his lips looking at the goofy blissful expression on Ennis’ face.
“Come on Ennis, sit up so I can scrub your back.” Jack asked trying his best to suppress the chuckle that was desperate to get out.
Jack slowly leaned Ennis forward in the tub, exposing Ennis’ back. Jack reached into his duffel bag pulling out a huge sponge along with a bottle of baby oil.
“So that’s where you are holding your instruments of sexual pleasure you will be conducting on me tonight?” Ennis asked smiling as he looked over his shoulder looking at Jack, who was shaking his head smiling back. “Shut-up Ennis.”
“Baby oil? I don’t think I had a baby oil bath since I was a kid.”
“Well you’re going to have one tonight.” Jack continued smiling. “And it’s scented.”
“Scented?” Ennis frowned.
“Don’t worry, it’s a manly scent. It’s the oil that I use. How else do you think I manage to keep my skin so silky smooth and smelling so flesh?”
“What is this, an auction for a television commercial?”
Both boys chuckled as Jack dunked the sponge into the water and then plied some oil and soap as he stepped around the tub so he was facing Ennis back. Ennis once again closed his eyes when he felt the sponge touch his back. Jack’s strokes were soft yet firm as he rubbed the sponge across Ennis’ back. After the first few strokes, Ennis’ cock grew in hardness. Ennis could smell the scented aroma of the oil as it filled the room while being absorbed into his skin. The mood in the room was turning sensuous as the heat of Jack’s skilled hands was overtaking the heat of the bath water. Suddenly Ennis felt Jack hot, soothing breath in his right ear.
“Liking this Ennis?”
“Mmhmm”
“Time for me to do the front, friend.”
Gently gripping Ennis from his armpits, Jack pulled him back against the tub. Ennis couldn’t help but be overtaken by the massive strength ease in which Jack maneuvered his body. Jack’s strong hands and arms perform this duty with effortless grace, which made Ennis sigh. Ennis loved the powerful physical strength that Jack possesses and how he demonstrates that strength in all areas of physical activities they engage in, especially sex. Ennis loves giving himself over to that strength, in order to bask in it, to be overtaken by it but most importantly to be comforted by it.
After pulling Ennis back Jack leaned over his left shoulder and began scrubbing Ennis’ chest with the delicacy and care of handling something precious and dear to him, almost as if Ennis was a special play toy or favorite pet and it was Jack’s responsibility to keep it flesh, shining and to always make certain it’s in working condition or presentable to the outside world.
“Scrubbing me down good, huh?” Ennis gave Jack a sided long glance looking him over with a gleam in his eye.
“Loving it?” Jack smiled but never looked at Ennis but instead concentrated on what he was doing. While doing so his lightly stubble cheek brushed up against Ennis’ smooth one which made Ennis slightly rub his cheek along side it in order to feel the warm contact even more.
“Oh yeah, I’m loving it. It’s nice to know my owner takes his responsibility at keeping up the maintenance on me seriously.”
“Got to make sure you don’t grow rusty on me. I think there’s a lot more mileage I can get out of you.”
Jack sponged Ennis nipples, then he continued down to Ennis’ stomach. Ennis gasped when Jack suddenly stuck the tip of his tongue into his left ear and swirled it around. Pulling his tongue from the ear, Jack gently nibbled on the lobe. Ennis moaned softly and pushed back against him. Jack worked the sponge down from Ennis’ stomach to his crotch. He wrapped the sponge around the cock and stroked it a few times, then washed Ennis’ ball sac. When he was done, Jack sponged Ennis’ stomach and chest once again, then dropped the sponge in the tub. Jack began rubbing Ennis’ chest and stomach with one of his hands in long smooth strokes, while the other pulled and pinched Ennis’ nipples until they resembled small pebbles, all they while continuously nibbling and tonguing Ennis’ ear, making Ennis breathing quicken. Jack playfully curled the small dark-brown hairs covering Ennis’ nipples around the tips of his fingers. Grabbing each arm, Jack lifted them and eased them back, exposing Ennis sweaty, hair-filled underarms. Leaning over him, Jack sniffed then tongued each pit. When both areas had been thoroughly licked, Jack leaned over farther and as Ennis turned to him, pressed his lips against Ennis. Ennis felt the bulge in Jack crotch pressing insistently against his right shoulder. The kiss Jack gave Ennis was smooth, deep and sensual. Ennis felt his toes curled up at the sensation and intensity of the kiss. Jack’s tongue pushed past Ennis’ lips and into his mouth, where it eagerly twined around Ennis’. After sucking Ennis’ tongue briefly, Jack released it and shifted on his knees around to Ennis’ left side.
Reaching into the water, Jack grabbed onto Ennis’ rock hard cock and began slowly stroking it, as all the blood inside Ennis seemed to rush to his cock as if Jack stroking was a mating call. Ennis looked over at Jack with glazes eyes as he was being manhandled and saw a devilish grin being to curl on his lover’s lips.
“Ennis you never did offer me a drink when I got here,” Jack said licking his lips. “And I’m sure am thirsty.”
Ennis pressed his knees against the sides of the tub, than raised his pelvis until his equipment was fully above the surface of the water.
“My momma taught me to always be generous when you have company,” Ennis said breathlessly, matching Jack’s wicked grin. “Here’s the fountain. Drink as much as you want.”
Jack rubbed soap and oil into his hands and leaned over the tub. Grabbing the swollen shaft around its thick base, Jack began sliding his hand slowly up and down its long length. For Ennis the soap and oil felt good against the sensitive skin of his tool. Ennis closed his eyes and concentrated only on the feel of Jack’s strong hand on his cock. Jack slid his hand up the shaft once more, before releasing it. Ennis opened his eyes to find Jack easing his upper body farther over the rim of the bathtub until he was leaning into it from the waist up, his face directly over his crotch. Ennis felt his hot breath on the head of his dick. Jack rinsed Ennis’ cock thoroughly, then his tongue darted out and trailed over the swollen knob. With his right hand, Jack reached over and pulled on one of Ennis nipples, twisting it between his thumb and forefinger until the little nub was once again rock hard and straining through the hair that surrounded it.
Jack engulfed the large head of Ennis’ cock, swallowing the shaft inch by inch. Ennis moaned as the warmth and wetness of the Jack’s mouth completely surrounded his thick pole. Soon Jack’s lips were sucking greedily at the huge base with the full length completely in his hungry mouth. He began sawing slowly up and down on Ennis, his lips forming a perfect ring of suction around it, while the removed hand that was once playing with Ennis’ nipple was now stroking the shaft.
“Ahh, Jack. Ahhhhhhh, Jack!! Feel soooooo good,” Ennis cried out as he began thrusting his pelvis upward towards Jack’s mouth.
Jack squeezed Ennis’ balls with his other hand, then released it and slid a finger along the crack of Ennis’ ass, searching for the tender hole hidden between the ass cheeks. Once he found the opening, Jack began rubbing it with the tip of his finger. He pushed against the opening with his fingertip until the ring loosened and his finger was gain entrance with a good amount of warm water accompanying it, flooding Ennis’ hole. Jack began sliding one, then two, then three of his long fingers in and out Ennis hole, as Ennis bucked his hips to match Jack’s thrusts. The combination of Jack’s mouth sucking on his dick and Jack’s fingers working his asshole quickly brought Ennis to the boiling point.
“I’m gonna blow, Jaaaccckkk,” Ennis gasped.
As Jack fingers thrust inside him once more, the first drops of cream exploded from Ennis’ cock. As more spunk spewed forth, Jack held Ennis’ stiffer in his mouth and swallowed every drop. He continued to suck on even after Ennis was completely emptied and spent. Jack did say he was mighty thirsty after all. Jack then inserted the tip of his tongue into the sensitive, swollen pee slit in the head, prompting several more small spasms of pleasure to sweep through Ennis. Jack held Ennis’ cock in his mouth until it was completely soft, did he release it.
Jack leaned into Ennis once more, his lips again seeking Ennis’. Jack kissed him deeply, their tongues twining, juices mingling. Ennis tasted his sperm on Jack’s tongue. Finally, Jack withdrew his tongue and stood up. Looking Ennis over, he simply smiled.
“Awesome, just fucking awesome.”
Ennis just blushed as Jack grabbed a large towel off the sink counter. Opening it wide as he stretch out his arms. “Come on dude, let me dry you all.”
Stepping out of the tub, Jack wrapped the towel protectively around Ennis as he began vigorously drying him. Jack started with Ennis’ chest, then moved down to his legs, both front and back, skipping Ennis’ crotch entirely. Jack turned Ennis around and dried his back, then ran the between the cheek of Ennis tightly round ass several times, stealing a few pinches along the way. The soft fabric of the towel felt wonderful against Ennis newly scrubbed and soft skin. Jack was right about the oil. Ennis felt his skin had become silkier smooth and smelled flesher.
Oh brother!
**Please**
Jack turned Ennis back around and he began drying his crotch. Wrapping the towel around, Jack squeezed it hard, several times. Releasing it, Jack scrubbed the crotch hair then he pushed Ennis’ balls up against his shaft to dry the hard-to-reach area below it. By the time Jack was finish drying, Ennis cock was rock hard once again.
“That’s my Ennis. Always ready and eager to go, go, go,” Jack said laughing as he slapped Ennis cock playfully making it bounce up and down. Dropping the towel and wrapping his hands tightly around Ennis waist, Jack pulled him in for another passionate kiss with Ennis instinctively wrapping his arms around Jack’s strong shoulders, deepening the embrace. Ennis felt Jack moving his hands downward to his ass cheeks squeezing inward in order for his jean enclose cock to rub against Ennis expose on. Jack continued kissing Ennis as he maneuvered them out of the bathroom and towards Ennis’ bed. The edge of it suddenly hit the back of Ennis knees making him sit down heavily upon it. Jack pushed Ennis back, swinging Ennis’ legs off the floor and onto the bed, eventually having Ennis lying full length on the bedspread.
Standing on the side of the bed, Jack began unbuckling his belt and jeans. Slowly peeling his jean off and kicking them across the room, Jack stood there only in his tight briefs. Ennis reached up and rubbed the thick mound that was inches away from his mouth, feeling the heat through the cotton fabric. The manly odor of his crotch was strong as Ennis lean and buried his nose in the fabric to inhale the scent.
“Mmmmm, that smells nice,” Ennis said lustfully which made Jack chuckled.
Ennis squeezed softly the fabric making Jack’s cock squirmed and swelled beneath it. Ennis sat up a little and with both hands, grabbed the waistband and pulled them down to Jack’s knees, making it possible for Jack to shimmy them down to his ankles and like his jeans, kicking them across the room.
Jack now stood there completely naked with his cock stronger and thicker then it has ever been before, as thick as one of those huge, juicy foot-long Italian sausage.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
**Your welcome, now shut up**
Ennis eat up the sight like man who was shown the most irresistible and delectable dessert that man has ever known. The dark hairs on Jack’s tight abs blended into the equally dark hairs that surrounded his crotch and continued down his strong thighs and legs. Jack cock was standing at attention, long and fully hard, clearly ready for action.
Ennis grabbed Jack’s dick in his right hand. It was heavy and hot to the touch with his fingers barely able to meet around it. Ennis take hold of Jack enormous balls with his free hand and began gently massaging them. Letting go of Jack’s shaft, Ennis spit into his hand, and spread the saliva around Jack’s cock as he grabbed it once more in his hand. Ennis began sliding his thumb and forefinger up and down the long shaft. Jack started slowly pumping his hips to match Ennis’ strokes, as Ennis squeezed Jack’s balls a little tighter with his other hand.
“Yes Ennis,” Jack moaned softly “Yessss, play with it.”
Ennis leaned into Jack and licked the large, massive cock head. Clear fluid was leaking from the tiny slit like water flowing from a cracked well pump. Ennis inserted the tip of his tongue into the cleft and lapped up the juice. The smells of sweat, pee and man spunk emanating from his crotch overloaded Ennis’ senses.
Ennis engulfed the swollen knob and sucked on it noisily. He then ran his tongue over it in small, lazy circles before slowly sinking down on Jack long stick. Jack entwined his fingers into Ennis’ hair and pressed against the back of his head, pushing himself farther inside Ennis’ mouth. The head of Jack’s cock hit the back of Ennis’ throat and stopped. But Jack continued pushing, determined to go further.
“Ohhh, ohhhhh, yeeeeaaahh Ennnniiiissss!! Take me, take it all.”
Ennis relaxed his throat, allowing the rest of his man’s dick to slide home. Jack bristly crotch hair poked into Ennis’ nostrils.
“Oh God Ennis, I love it when you deep throat me.”
Ennis slowly slid his mouth off Jack’s cock until just the head was still ringed by his lips. He released the knob and began running his tongue up and down the thick shaft. Ennis paused again when he reached the head, ran his tongue over it once more and then engulfed the thickness once again.
Jack began pumping his hips, forcing his thick manhood down Ennis throat with each lustful thrust as his hefty balls slapping against Ennis’ chin. Ennis by now had removed his hand from Jack’s balls and used that hand to reach in between Jack’s legs searching for the moist, hairy crack of his ass. Jack spread his legs, granting Ennis entrance to his secret spot. He began exploring Jack’s crevice with his finger, as he began tracing circles over and around the tiny opening nestled there. Removing it, Ennis stuck his finger into his mouth along side Jack’s cock to wet it, then again stroked the taut opening between Jack’s ass cheeks, forcing the ring muscle to relax. Once it did, Ennis slid his finger easily inside. Jack bucked forward when Ennis’ finger hit the muscle hidden inside his ass. Ennis began finger fucking Jack’s ass slowly.
“Ohhhh, Enniiisss! Holy shhhiiiittttt!!”
Jack let out a series of small cries on his next powerful thrust, and a drop of warm fluid hit the back of Ennis’ throat. Jack and Ennis knew it wouldn’t be long before Jack would erupt and explode inside of Ennis’ eager mouth.
“Oh God, wait Ennis. WAIT!” Jack held tightly around Ennis’ head forcing him to stop sucking on his swollen cock as he slowly pulled himself out of Ennis mouth.
What in the fuck are you doing?? You better let me finish!!!
**I wonder how long would it be for Neuontz to email me back about using Bob White if I email her NOW**
Shutting up, shutting up!
Ennis looked up at Jack with curious eyes, wondering what was going on. “Jack let me finish.” Jack was trying to bring his breathing down in order to talk. Finally getting some of his breathing under control, he looked down at Ennis and smiled. “Don’t worry Ennis, you are going to get all my juice, but you are going to get in the other opening of your body.”
Jack and Ennis pulled back the bedspread and sheet on the bed, with Ennis once again lying on his back in the middle. Jack climbed onto the bed and crawled on top him. Jack’s mouth sought for Ennis and he kissed him hungrily. Pressing his tongue firmly against Ennis’ lips, Jack parted them, and explored the inside of Ennis mouth. Grabbing Ennis’ tongue gently with his teeth, Jack pulled it into his mouth and sucked on it as if it was a tiny dick. Moving from Ennis’ mouth, Jack licked over his chin and down his neck. Jack stopped his swabbing once he reached Ennis’ nipples. Pulling the sensitive brown points into his mouth, he bit and sucked on them none gently, eliciting small moans and cries deep within Ennis. Jack grabbed Ennis arms and pushed them back until they lay flat on the bed on either side of Ennis’ head. Jack nuzzled each armpit, licked each hairy underarm thoroughly with his tongue. Ennis moaned softly and squirmed underneath Jack. Removing his face from the armpits, Jack once again traveled his tongue down Ennis’ chest, licking a path down towards Ennis hairy crotch. Jack slurped the hair there before going licking the side of Ennis rock solid staff. He licked up and down on it several times making it even harder and stiffer, briefly sucking the tip of the head in his hot mouth then he tongued his way to Ennis balls. Jack took the entire sac inside his mouth sucking sensuously and softly on them before releasing them to finally pay attention to the part of Ennis’ body and Jack craves the most.
Jack spread Ennis legs, swabbing his inner thighs, and then he parted the cheeks of Ennis’ ass. Ennis felt Jack’s warm breath against the tiny opening nestled there and jumped when he felt Jack’s tongue probing it. After several passes, Jack licked along the crack of the ass, then returned to Ennis opening. Jack swirled his tongue around it then forced the tip into the hole as far as possible, causing Ennis to lift his ass off the bed.
“Uhhh, uhhhhh, shit, shit, shit, shhhiiiiittttt!!”
Ennis’ soulful moans spurred Jack to greater efforts and soon Ennis was wildly thrashing on the bed and panting and moaning repeatedly. Clear fluid began bubbling from the small cleft of Ennis’ cock.
When Jack stopped tonguing Ennis’ hole in order to run into the bathroom, Ennis had to cover the head of cock with the palm of his hand in order to prevent the rapidly approaching eruption because he wasn’t really to shoot his load.
“Jack where are you? Why you leave?” Ennis’ voice was whimpering and panting, desperate to continue. Was this some form of torture Jack discovered on the Internet.
“Jack!”
YES, JAAACK!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GEORGE!!
Jack quickly returned from the bathroom. “Sorry cowboy, just getting the baby oil. Not only is it great for keeping your skin smooth, it’s a great lubricant.” Jack jumped back in between Ennis’ stretch legs. Pouring some oil in his hands, Ennis felt Jack rubbing it at the crack of his ass. Jack spread the oil over and around the entrance, then pushed against it with a finger. Ennis pushed back against his finger and gasped when it slid inside him. Jack pushed in another finger in, held it there for a moment, than began plunging them in and out of Ennis’ chute in a slow, steady pace. Ennis entire body started jerking once again and his breathing was growing short. Panting and whaling, Ennis eyes began turning to the back of his head as Jack slowly place another long finger inside him as he pick up the pacing on his finger fucking assault. Eventually Jack place all four of his long, strong fingers inside Ennis increasingly expanding chute with only his thump remaining visible.
“You like that? Huh? My cowboy likes this don’tcha?” Jack’s voice was icy hot, deliciously enjoying the helpless ecstasy he was sending throughout his lover’s body. “Come on, tell me you like. Come on! Tell ME!” Jack pushed in his fingers a little deeper.
“Y-y-yeeeeesssssssss! Oh God!! Ohhhhh Gawd!! Unnnggghhh Jaaaccckkkk!!!!”
Suddenly, Jack withdrew his fingers, oiled up his cock, grabbed Ennis beneath each knee, and pushed his legs up and back over him until Ennis’ toes were touching his shoulders. Jack rose up onto his knees and shuffled between Ennis legs as he guided the fat head of his cock against Ennis’ opening. Jack gripped Ennis by the back of each thigh and pushed determinedly against the hole, demanding entrance. When the ring of muscle relaxed, the head of Jack’s dick popped through, sending a wave of old familiar pain coursing through Ennis’ body. Jack paused with his cock head just inside Ennis, allowing Ennis to adjust to the intrusion, then slid the rest of his massive beast deep inside. The head hit that special hidden muscle inside that ignited a stream of molten lava that was now coursing throughout Ennis’ body immediately replacing the coursing plain that was there just a moment ago.
Jack held his cock deep inside Ennis’ channel, allowing the walls of Ennis’ asshole to conform to its size, slowly he pulled out until just the head remained inside. Jack slid in once more and began pumping slow and easy. Ennis squeezed Jack’s pole with the muscles in his ass as it entered and exited on each of its sensuous plunges. Soon Jack increased the power of his thrusts, plowing into Ennis like a wild dog. Ennis could feel and hear Jack’s heavy nuts slapping against his sweaty ass cheeks as he pound away with reckless abandon.
“Awwwwwww Ennis! Loving this fucking ass of yours! Sweet!! Swweeettttt! This shiiittt’s MINES!!!!”
Jack grunts and moans came nonstop, and the smell of their coupling was filling the room and the aroma was intoxicating. Ennis spitted in his left hand, grabbed his dick, and began jerking in time with Jack as he continued hammering inside him. Balanced above Ennis with a hand on each side of his waist, Jack slammed his fat cock into him repeatedly, relentlessly. Jack was slowly becoming a boy possess, indulging in the euphoria of possessing all that Ennis is offering and was determined to relish it all like a death row inmate eating his last meal.
Ennis lifted his ass off the bed to meet Jack’s power thrusts. Jack’s eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was slightly open; his tongue protruded from the right corner. Sweat covered his chest and stomach. The strong smell of it and his armpits was overwhelming. Ennis ran his fingers through the damp hairs on Jack’s chest and stomach, held his fingers to his nose, inhaling his musky odor. Ennis managed to wrap his legs around Jack’s waist, locking his feet against Jack’s ass and pulled him fiercely into him on each of his thrusts, wanting Jack inside him as deeply as possible. Wrapping his arms around Jack’s midsection, Ennis hugged him tight and covered his cheeks and forehead with sloppy kisses that was driving Jack even crazier. Jack was moaning continuously, and his thrusting became more intense and powerfully.
“Here it comes, cowboy. I’m going to fill that ass up good,” Jack cried, as he sank his cock into Ennis to the hilt.
Jack’s body began convulsing and Ennis felt his hot semen flooding his ass as if a damn had burst releasing a gusher that was far too much for his tiny hole to contain. Jack collapsed on top of Ennis and bit into his shoulder as he continued pushing in filling Ennis with cream that was beginning to lick out of his butt hole. The pressure at having Jack heavy, spent body on him, pressing his swollen cock in between their bellies was enough for Ennis’ to erupt and exploded, shooting his juices all over his and Jack’s stomachs. They lay quietly, for a few moments, the scent of their sweat mingling with the odor of man sex.
After a while, Jack rolled off Ennis, climbed off the bed, and walked into the bathroom. Returning with the soaked sponge he used to bathe Ennis and a fresh towel, Jack quickly cleared Ennis and himself, drying both of them with the towel. Once done, he wrapped the sponge in the towel tossing it across the room, hopped into bed, pulled the sheet and bedspread over Ennis and himself and immediately crawled into Ennis’ arms tucking his head underneath his chin like a baby. Ennis was always amazed how it was Jack who wanted to be the one cuddled and snuggled after they had made love, which Ennis was happy to give him. Protectively wrapping his strong arms around him, Ennis pulled Jack closer to him as he softly began hearing the sound that has become the sweetest sound Ennis has ever heard in his life: Jack falling asleep in his arms purring quietly like a kitten.
THE END
**Satisfied. Have I pleased you**
Oh God George, yes, yes, yes!! I can’t get enough of this shit!! Yes, George, yes!!
“Ennis? Ennis!”
To Ennis surprise Jack lifted his head from under his chin, looking at him strangely and accusingly.
“Something wrong Jack?”
“You damn fucking right something’s wrong! We just make love and all that I’m hearing from you is, ‘Yes, yes, I can’t get enough of this shit!! Yes, George, yes!!’ Stepping out on me Ennis? Who the fuck is George!!!”
**Hehehehehehehehehehe**