Characters belong to Annie Proulx and Brokeback Mountain.
Throughout that long ago summer up on Brokeback Jack, having observed the man who had come to mean all the world to him, pondered on him as he looked after the sheep, and mostly at supper talked to him trying to draw him out. Jack knew there was a girlfriend – first time he heard mention of her name his heart sank into his boots, but it made him want Ennis more.
He tried to get them both in the main camp, complaining about having to stay with the sheep in the small smelly tent, but Ennis didn't get the message gallantly offering to switch places with him. Well…..Jack would try something else to get this lean blond god in the same tent or at least the same camp as him and watching the cowboy saddling his horse thought Ennis was a fool but then felt smug that Ennis had given him part of what he wanted: an easier stay up on Brokeback. Jack had the opportunity to observe Ennis's long denim clad thighs as he swung up into the saddle – Jack wanted him and meant to have him.
Only thing was, in the end, it was Ennis who let Jack catch him. Jack was no fool and knew that Ennis was pretending to be more drunk than he was that night: it was Ennis's excuse not to go up to the sheep. Later Ennis made sure Jack heard him moaning because of the cold, and so it was Jack who had invited him into the tent. Ennis couldn't allow himself to take the initiative and just go into the tent – after all that would make Ennis vulnerable and Jack knew Ennis would never allow himself to be so for he always had to dominate, have his way – which excited Jack no end….
The first time they made love all was fiery lust and passion - on Ennis's part it was violent too: blind as he was to Jack's wish for more gentle loving, Ennis gave way to this forbidden desire and made Jack pay with his violent thrusts. Jack had kissed and fooled around with older men on the rodeo circuit but was a virgin – he endured terrible pain and pleasure that night but only let Ennis be aware of his pleasure. That night he found out all he needed to know about Ennis: could hear his lover's violent desire for him in the gasping, laboured breath and grunts. At completion Ennis flooded Jack who came at the same time whimpering Ennis's name, then Ennis pinched Jack's hard nipples as they both collapsed to the ground. Ennis did not withdraw, in fact thrust deeper into Jack – they kept this position until just before dawn when discomfort and the cold made Jack put on his jacket and Ennis wrap himself up in the old blanket.
That second night Ennis, having watched Jack half naked in the tent, having tasted his dark beauty and wanting more, powerless, almost sleepwalked to Jack. At first, over-come by ecstasy and the letting go of self, breathless, Ennis could hardly do anything, didn't want to hurt this beautiful creature again, begged forgiveness - so Jack took control. Five minutes later Ennis tried to mount Jack who sighing, put his long fluttering fingers to Ennis's lips 'Go gently cowboy.'
That night below Ennis, Jack finally knew what it meant to be loved – for this time Ennis was gentle with Jack, rubbing his body against him to completion. Ennis moaning kissed and ravished Jack's lips over and over again, getting as close as he could to him. Jack sighed and whimpered all night, the only one to hear his cries as Ennis took him again and again a lone coyote under the swollen Wyoming moon. Towards dawn Jack relented and let Ennis enter him again – Ennis slowly, slowly fucked him from behind, they were both on their sides. Ennis rubbing Jack's silken shaft, soon felt Jack's warm milk and honey cover his hand, came into him shouting for glory, bit the downy neck, knew ecstasy and forgetting – was in love with this here Jack Twist.