AN: This version is also somewhat explicit. I just couldn't stay away from it, sorry. This chapter is integral to the plot however. But if you're reading this story about two gay men, what can you really expect?
WARNING: Ennis moves on in this fic!!!
For most people, walking in on a pair of lovers once would be enough to learn a lesson. Kyle however, thick and stubborn, did not take heed from that first night. It took two more occasions for him to finally get the point. One morning he walked into the McGrath kitchen to find Drew braced against the counter, the kitchen tap running over the semi washed dishes, his legs wrapped around Ennis' waist as Ennis pounded into him. The sounds Drew had been making could be heard from just beyond the window and Kyle had rushed in worried someone was in trouble. Fortunately, Ennis and Drew were far too involved in each other to notice Kyle silently gag and run back out in a hurry.
A few days later, Kyle was feeling pretty useless when it came to babies. Abey had chased him from the nursery when he had attempted to cut corners in order to build the crib faster. How much more safety could a few screws really offer? Looking in the fridge for a much needed refreshment he found to his dismay that he was out of beer. He could drive in to town but it was so damn far and he was feeling lazy. Ennis probably had beer. Within 5 minutes, he was pulling up to the McGrath home. He peeked in through the kitchen window and all was clear. With a great sigh of relief, he let himself in and found a cold bottle of lager in the fridge. Slapping the top off on the corner of the counter, he headed into the living room where he could hear the sound of the baseball game playing on the television. He couldn't see Drew or Ennis though so he figured they were probably upstairs doing… He really didn't want to think of what they were doing. He approached the sofa and was about to hop over and take a seat when he realized that Ennis and Drew were lying on the sofa, in opposite directions, clothing absent, each getting a mouthful.
"What the hell," Kyle burst. "Can't you two keep your bloody hands off of each other? Leave you two alone for five damn minutes and you go at it like rabbits."
"I always knew you were a twisted fucker," Drew said with a cheeky smile. "Just couldn't get enough the first time could you?"
"Will you put on some damn pants?"
"But if I did that then you'd have no reason to stick around."
"Keep dreaming, McGrath!"
Drew teased Kyle for being a pervert and Kyle growled at him for being a moron. Ennis, red faced and embarrassed as hell, pulled on his clothes and wasn't able to look Kyle in the eye the rest of the evening. Kyle finally learned that knocking was imperative when he went over to see Ennis. Drew and Ennis learned that they really needed to lock the door. This became even more important when Rob, one of the ranch hands, came in to use the washroom while Drew and Ennis were "making a sandwich/fixing the refrigerator." (It depended on who you asked.) Rob had shrugged and gone back out to continue his work.
"We gotta be more careful," Ennis had said afterwards.
"We?" Drew said. "I was innocently minding my own business when you came in and pounced on me."
"Oh, that was all me then?"
"You're going to have to figure out a way to keep your hands off of me." Drew said and pressed his lips together hard. He tried to look natural and smoothed out his clothing with his hands.
"You were on your damn knees," Ennis said incredulously. He couldn't see Drew's face and hadn't gotten the joke.
"You dropped your wrench." Drew said innocently.
"You dropped your jaw!"
Drew threw his head back in laughter. "Touché! You're getting really good at this."
Ennis just rolled his eyes. "We keep it in the bedroom."
"Fuck that," Drew said. "We are not going to hide in our own house! I can understand not doing it in the barn anymore but this is our house! I love it when you fuck me against the counter, or on the sofa or in the shower or…"
"Drew," Ennis warned.
"Fine, I will agree to that as long as you agree not to look so damn sexy doing all that farm work."
"You must have hit your head, boy."
"Those are the conditions Ennis. You can't get all sweaty and take off your shirt and cool down by splashing water all over yourself."
"All the guys do that!"
"None of them make me want to drop my jaw the way you do." Drew smirked and slid up to Ennis, pressing their bodies tight.
"Stop that." Ennis mumbled. "We need to get back to work."
"Make me." Drew smiled and kissed him.
The farm hands had to work without their foreman's for awhile after that. No one complained however. They were a well oiled machine. Ennis' grandfather had always taught him to hire at least one more person than you needed if you could afford it. Made the job easier for everyone and gave you flexibility in case anyone couldn't come in. Ennis had hired 2 extra hands.
The first few weeks of their relationship were like a whirlwind of passion. Neither man could get enough. Kyle had been right, they couldn't be left alone for five minutes without needing to touch each other. Baseball games were frequently ignored, dishes and laundry piled up, too many meals were charred and nice warm showers ran cold.
"Ready for our game?" Drew said one evening.
"Don't we usually save that until after the sex?" Ennis asked, climbing into bed.
"Not tonight."
Ennis raised an eyebrow. "What makes you think I'll play then?"
Drew picked up his hat, which he had left on the side of the bed and gave it a shake. "Because, I have here a hatful of ideas of ways to reward you should you get my questions right."
Ennis looked intrigued and reached for the hat. Drew held it out to him and reminded him that he could only take one at a time. Unfolding the little sheet he read "blowjob. Not very original."
"Are you complaining already?"
"Yes," Ennis smiled. "Now give me my blowjob."
"That wasn't the question."
"That was a question and I answered right."
Drew rolled his eyes. "What is my favourite food?"
"Fuck, Drew, I don't know."
"It hasn't changed since I was little."
"You ate everything when you were little, like a damn vacuum."
"Come on, you must know this. It's something sweet."
The Del Mars had not been able to make it down for the weekend of Drew's birthday and Drew had written to Ennis to tell him how lousy the day had been. His relatives had come down and it had been a family party. His grandmother had sneered at his mother's cooking and taken over. Instead of all of Drew's favourites, she had made healthy foods and carrot cake! Yuck! His mother had been upset the entire weekend, his father had stayed out in the barn and avoided his family like the plague and Drew's poor cheeks had been pinched and kissed so many times he was sure there would be bruises. His cousins had picked on him the entire weekend and made him eat dirt. He had only gotten clothes as presents and the only toy he did get, a shiny new race car, his cousins had broken and lost 2 of the wheels even before he got to play with it.
When the Del Mars finally arrived, Drew rode his bike over so he could play with Ennis but was told Ennis had gone down to the tree house by the river to play. Feeling a little sad and left out, Drew made his way to the tree house slowly and called out to Ennis. No one answered him so he climbed up the rope ladder morosely. One he got to the top, he was so surprised he nearly fell out of the tree. Luckily Ennis caught him and pulled him in. Ennis had decorated the tree house with cut-out paper balloons and the garlands his grandmother usually put on the Christmas tree. On the little crates that made makeshift tables were two plates of burgers and fries and a little lopsided chocolate cake that Ennis had made and decorated all by himself (sort of.) Next to the cake were a few small ill wrapped presents. Drew hugged Ennis so hard that Ennis began to choke for breath.
"You are the bestest best friend in the whole wide world!!!"
"Mom helped," Ennis explained shyly. "A lot."
"Can we eat now?" Drew said excitedly.
They ate their burgers and fries and Ennis pulled out a little plastic knife to cut the cake. His mom had not wanted him to have matches in the tree house so there was no candle to blow out. Ennis told Drew he should make a wish anyway. Drew did and blew out an imaginary candle as Ennis clapped for him. Drew wanted to open his presents before they ate cake so Ennis handed him the 3 wrapped parcels. The first was a second hand comic book that Ennis had bought at a church rummage sale for a nickel, the second a bar of Hershey's milk chocolate and the last a small widdled horse. Ennis had asked his father to teach him to widdle and this little horse had been the best of Ennis' attempts. He had painted it brown and glued some yarn to make a mane and tail for it. Drew hugged Ennis and told him it was the best birthday ever. When they ate the cake, Drew corrected himself and said that now it was the best birthday ever.
"Chocolate cake." Ennis said.
"Good job, Ennis!" Drew said, his eyes lighting up. "You get a kiss too."
"What's mine?" Ennis asked while Drew rewarded him.
"Roasted elk." Drew said without missing a beat.
Ennis was caught completely off guard. "How do you know that?"
"You had this goofy far off smile when Rob brought us some from his last hunting trip."
"Oh." Roasted elk, Ennis thought and it reminded him of Brokeback and his time with Jack. Drew cleared his throat and caught Ennis' attention.
"Hey, I got that right, you need to reward me too."
As they repositioned themselves to reward each other simultaneously, Drew pulled another sheet of paper out of his hat. "Anilingus."
"What?" Ennis said, arching his head so he could read the little sheet himself.
"I hope you get this next one right," Drew said. "What was I doing before I moved back out here? As a career. Take a minute to think about that." Drew opened his mouth wide and took Ennis deep inside of him.
Fuck, Ennis thought. As if he could think while Drew was doing that. He suckled on the head of Drew's erection then slowly slid down. Think, Ennis, think. What had Drew wanted to be when he grew up? That was no help, he had changed his mind every week. Had Drew ever even told him what he'd been doing? No, just that he was between jobs at the time. Pulling away, Ennis licked his lips before speaking.
"Drew, you never told me."
"Aww," Drew pouted. He tossed the little sheet off the bed. "I was really looking forward to that."
Sitting up, they faced each other.
"Can't punish me for not knowing something you never told me."
"Can't reward you either."
"Ask me something else."
"Hmm…" Drew thought, "Did you ever miss me, after your family stopped coming to Hudson for the summer?"
Ennis groaned.
"Come on, Ennis. Tell me. I just want the truth. It's ok if you didn't."
"Why do you care now?"
"I wrote to you after that summer. You never wrote back. I thought you were mad and you hated me or something. I didn't know what to think."
"Yeah," Ennis conceded. "I missed you."
"So how come you didn't write back?"
"Hey, one question at a time. Now where's my an.. ani.. whatever you said before."
Drew let it go for the time being. He had Ennis lay down on his stomach and kissed him on the shoulder blades.
"You're not fucking me." Ennis said.
"Aww, Ennis, you're so romantic," Drew teased. He licked his way down Ennis' spine, blowing cool air over the wet trails every now and again. As he approached Ennis' bum, Ennis stiffened but Drew made no attempt to stop.
"Drew," Ennis began.
"Shh..." Drew soothed gently. "I'll make this good for you. I promise."
He slid lower and his tongue traced a wet line between Ennis' cheeks. He placed a tender kiss on each cheek then hovered over Ennis' entrance. Ennis could feel Drew's hot breath on him and he was beginning to panic.
"Drew, what are you…"
But Drew didn't answer him, just painted a small wet circle around Ennis' anus. Ennis tried to squirm out of his grip but Drew held his hips tight. Soon he licked at it, making Ennis shudder. Drew continued bathing Ennis' hole with his tongue, occasionally pausing to give it a quick kiss or blow cool air over it. Ennis was grunting and twisting beneath him. Soon Ennis' eyes went wide as Drew's tongue pushed into him. It retreated just as quickly as it had darted in but then it was back again. Back and forth he could feel Drew's tongue breaching him quickly then it slowed and lingered and pushed in deeper.
"Drew," Ennis gasped. "Drew," he said louder. "Drew, stop!"
Drew pulled away reluctantly. His shoulders slumped as he sat up. Ennis pulled himself up as well but was facing away from his and trying hard to catch his breath.
"You didn't like it." Drew said disappointed. "I'm sorry. It was supposed…"
Ennis turned suddenly and pounced him.
"Idiot," Ennis said and he was smiling. "I told you to stop cause I need to fuck you. Now!"
"But you haven't pulled that sheet out of the hat yet." Drew said innocently.
"Later," Ennis said hungrily. "I'll play all the damn games you want later but right now, I need to fuck you."
Drew thought about it for a few moments. "Okay," he grinned cheerfully.
