Dusk was quickly approaching, and it was obvious Jack and Ennis would be staying in the mountains for another night. They set up a quick camp site for the night, Ennis building a fire and Jack putting up the tent. They worked in silence as the sun sunk behind the mountains, the only sound were the logs cracking in the campfire.
Jack sprawled himself across a blanket, leaned back on a log, and took Ennis in his arms, pulling his back close to his chest, and nesting him between both his legs. As they both lazed in front of the glow of the fire, both were quiet. It had been an intense day where their emotions had been pushed to the absolute limit.
Their new life together posed questions, choices and decisions that needed to be made, but not tonight. Tonight, the quiet world belonged to only them. It was as if the stars were spread across the midnight sky or the reflection of the pale crescent moon drifting across the rippling lake were meant for only them to see.
Ennis could feel Jack's breath on his face, his strong arms wrapped tightly around him. He couldn't feel Jack's heartbeat, but he knew somewhere under his jacket, beneath his shirt, Jack's heart was beating just for him. And those words, those three simple words, I love you, forever branded on Ennis's heart, were burning through his body, igniting him, and his need for Jack.
Ennis broke away from Jack's embrace just long enough to turn over, now practically laying on top of Jack, still between his legs. He looked at Jack, and those words were there as Jack gazed back at him with those deep sea blue eyes. I love you. Ennis never realized how much he had been longing to hear those words from Jack. So many years had gone by, and finally those words were so real, between them, pulling them together.
Ennis inched up Jack's body until their lips almost joined, barely brushing across one another. Ennis closed his eyes as Jack's soft lips swept across his mouth, sending a fire blazing through his entire body.
Their kisses grew stronger as their tongues met deep inside Jack's mouth. Ennis' tongue searched deeper and deeper as if it were searching for something it would never find. His kisses grew more wild, tasting and consuming Jack's lips like he never had before. Jack let out a moan as Ennis's teeth grazed across his mouth, then biting him hard, drawing blood.
The taste of Jack's blood in his mouth only drove Ennis crazier than he already was. Ennis could feel the hardness pounding in his jeans, searching, moving, grinding until he felt Jack's growing bulge. Jack brought his arms around Ennis' back, scratching hard across Ennis' shirt, as Ennis continued to ravage his lips.
Ennis was completely intoxicated by Jack's words. Jack loved him. It seemed the more Jack gave to him, the more Ennis wanted wanted from him. A dizziness set upon Ennis, almost like a daze, feeling a desire, a lust, a need for Jack like he had never felt before. The night almost like a sweat dream.
Heavy breathing, hard and rough kisses, hands were searching, searching, finding the buttons on Jack's shirt, pulling, ripping, moaning, grinding harder into Jack's erection. Pounding. Ennis's heart, Ennis's cock, pounding, pounding, pounding for Jack.
His lips moving down Jack's neck, still biting, still searching, lower, lower, his tongue and mouth tracing over Jack's hard nipples, hands grabbing, ripping the rest of Jack's shirt open, feeling Jack's chest under him breathing in and out harder and harder, sounds and moans escaping Jack's lips.
Lower, and lower down Jack's quivering body, kissing, licking, blindly undoing the belt, the button, the zipper, then shoving down Jack's jeans. Then taking his throbbing cock into his hand, stroking, rubbing, lips traveling further down Jack's body, chest, stomach, while feeling Jack thrust into his fist. His kisses going lower, lower still, searching, then finally finding Jack's cock, and taking him deep in his mouth, Jack's moans only making Ennis want to take him deeper and deeper.
Sucking, licking, tracing his tongue up and down Jack's length, only to take him in his mouth again, then coming back up, licking the wetness dripping from the tip. Fingers wandering deeper between Jack's legs, searching, exploring his crack, further and further.
His mouth clamped around his shaft, moving up and down, the rhythm of his movements driving Jack wild. Jack's dick filling his mouth, then sliding out, then filling his mouth again. Jack's hands in his hair, pulling, grasping, moaning, trembling. His wandering finger getting closer, getting closer, then finding Jack's hole, as the loud noises and moans from Jack intensify. Then his finger tracing circles over the place he just found, and with a push, his finger entering Jack.
Feeling Jack thrust into his mouth, crying out his name, Ennis, Ennis, oh God, Ennis. His finger thrusting in and out, deeper, deeper into Jack's opening. Feeling Jack get harder and harder in his mouth, the moans and shaking beneath him. And almost there, almost there, then begging Ennis to stop, to please stop, and fuck me, fuck me, Ennis.
Then looking into Jack's eyes, throwing off his boots, taking the jeans the rest of the way down and completely off, then shedding his own clothes, fumbling hands, again unbuttoning, unzipping, until there was nothing. Lowering his body onto Jack's hot flesh, Jack's eyes wanting and needing, desparate now for Ennis to enter him.
Sweaty bodies, pressed together, hot, breathing, kissing again. Hard cocks grinding, pounding and Ennis spitting in his hand, grabbing his erection, preparing to enter Jack. Jack's legs moving around his hips, ready, ready for him. Then Ennis guiding, guiding, desparate to find Jack's hungry hole, there it is, and firmly pressing his cock and pushing, pushing into the hot tightness, then disappearing deep inside Jack, both moaning.
The thrusting, the incredible feeling of in and out, in and out of Jack's body, sinking further and further inside his hole. The moaning, the sweating, the panting, almost too much. Jack closing his eyes, savoring the deep pleasure of Ennis fucking him hard, then reaching down between their bodies and seizing his cock, pumping hard.
Ennis pounding into him with everything, Jack taking it all, harder and harder. Squeezing harder now, stroking faster, Jack feeling it coming, as Ennis thrusts in and out, wild and harsh. Moaning, sweating, almost there. The pounding, the rubbing, the stroking taking over Jack, taking him there, almost there. Oh God, Ennis, here it comes, here it comes, then exploding, the hot liquid pouring over his hand, onto his stomach, moaning loudly, the pleasure almost unbearable. Ennis continuing to thrust into the hot tightness, his groaning getting louder, pumping, pumping, pumping into Jack harder and harder, moaning, calling his name, then one final push into Jack's body, and shuddering, releasing, emptying deep inside.
Then falling onto Jack, being held in his arms, breathing heavy, Jack's body below him, so close. Then coming down, coming down, the heat from their bodies melting into each other. The light kisses, slowing down.
Then the feeling rushing over him, that only Jack can make him feel. This time, the feeling in Ennis so strong, moving him and stirring him. Then Ennis feeling Jack's heart, the heart that beat only for him, beating against his cheek, and Ennis finally knowing what these feelings were that washed over him every time he was with Jack.
He loved Jack, he loved him with all his heart. He wasn't quite ready to share those feelings with Jack out loud. He wasn't ready to let those words come out of his mouth, but he knew the time would be coming soon. As they laid there in eachother's arms in front of the fire, Ennis knew that for the rest of his life, his heart would beat only for Jack.