HEADS UP
Title: HEADS UP
Pairing: Ennis/Jack
Genre: AU/AU One-shot
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: We know the drill.
Story summary: Our boys work on the Silver Dollar Ranch as ranch hands. Eighteen year old Ennis ask Twenty-three year old Jack for a HUGE favor!!!
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“C’mon,” he begged. “You have to teach me. How else am I going to know how to do it?”
“The answer’s no, Ennis,” I said for the thousandth time. “I don’t give lessons in blow-jobs. That’s not in my job description, as a ranch hand.” I glanced down the small row of lockers toward the showers to make sure no one was around to hear us as I sat shirtless on a small bench.
Ennis finished tucking the back hem of his shirt in his jeans. “Please, Jack. I really would like to learn and I bet you would be real good at teaching me.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I admitted. “But this just doesn’t seem right. You’re just a kid and I’m an adult.”
“I’m eighteen,” Ennis said defiantly. “If I’m old enough to service in the arm forces, I’m certainly old enough to learn how to give a proper blow-job. And beside you’re only twenty-three.”
I couldn’t argue with that but I still wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea.
“Alright, we’re both adults but I regard you as a friend, Ennis. It’d feel…weird.”
“But I need the favor, Jack!” Ennis was becoming surprisingly persistent.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to do it. Ennis is hot. I mean seriously hot, and that‘s the problem. I was way too attracted to him to have uncomplicated casual sex. I’ve showered next to him every night after we’ve build up a hard sweat working the fields on the Silver Dollar Ranch in the year since he joined the place. Believe me, I was intimately familiar with the route the soapy water followed as it trickled down the pattern of tight, lanky muscles on his back to vanish into the crevice between his dimpled ass cheeks; with the way his lean chest flexed when he dried off his abs; with how he’d then slip the towel between his legs and pull it back and forth to dry off that flawless pair of plum balls; and then how he’d…well, you get the picture.
“Please,” he implored.
I gave the idea a bit of further consideration.
I remember the day Ennis first showed up to the ranch. Talk about a riddle wrapped up in mystery. He was only seventeen at the time but trying to crack the shell he had developed around him was next to impossible in those first weeks and months. He’s a loner to the extreme. Add to that he was secretly struggling hard with his sexuality. Don’t ask me how I knew, I just did. As a gay man living out here in Bible Country I understood that struggle. It wasn’t that long ago I fought with those same questions that he was fighting within himself. So I made it my mission to help him any way I could. I became his mentor I guess you would say. He’s a good kid. Bright, kindhearted, and in a matter of days, proved himself to be a great ranch hand…not to mention he’s about the best-looking guy I’ve ever met with his chestnut hair, honeysuckle eyes and solid lanky physique. He gives off this aura of strong masculinity, but underneath it all, there was a soft vulnerability about him no matter how hard he tried to hide it. It was that gentle side that drew me closer to him. It’s almost like apart of him had never fully grew up. It was that quality that brought out the protective nature in me.
When I took that bold leap and confronted him about his sexuality that first time, you would have thought he was a deer caught in the headlights. Of course he denied it at first as he refused to talk about it. It took me time, but I managed to convince him that being “queer” as he put it wasn’t such a bad thing. In fact the moment I confess to him that I was gay, the walls that Ennis built around him began falling.
I just wasn’t aware how fast those walls would begin tumbling down. I mean, my God, the kid is now asking me to teach him the art of cocksucking. Six - hell, three - months ago I would have never believed it. But even more amazingly, Ennis has been telling me, he thinks he’s ready to start dating.
“Pretty please?” he begged sitting down beside me. “I don’t want to ask a guy out until I know I’d be able to satisfy him. I don’t wanna end up embarrassed.”
“Ennis,” I said. “You don’t have to go down on a guy on the first date. This isn’t the 70’s.”
“I know,” he said, “but just in case.”
He leaned in closer to me as though suddenly shy about the conversation and damn if that shyness made him even hotter and more desirable. I swear there’s something about that kid’s vulnerability that’s pure aphrodisiac as I watched him beginning to nibble on his thumbnail. “Look. I’ll be honest with you, Jack. There is this guy I want to ask out. He’s so hot. I’m always thinking about him when I’m jacking off, and I‘m always jacking off.” The redness of his blushing cheeks as he admit his private hand jobs made him so adorable looking, I just wanted to wrap him up in my arms and kiss him all over.
“If he says he’ll go out on a date with me, I want to be prepared.”
I scratched my chin, recalling what it was like when I was just starting out - which wasn’t that long ago. I remembered all my insecurities. It wasn’t easy. And he’s right. While this may not be the 70’s, in this day and age, a guy as hot as him at his age should have some experience at sex. What the hell, I reasoned. If it’s within my power to give my friend the gift of sexual confidence, maybe it would be cruel not to teach him. I could always deal with my attraction for him later. Besides, Ennis does have some nice lips, and what man in his right mind turns away a blowjob from a hot looking guy like him?
“All right, Ennis, all right,” I said. “I give in. I’ll do it. I’ll teach you how to give a blow job.”
His face brightened like a kid’s on Christmas Day.
“When do you wanna get started, Ennis?”
“Right now.”
“Are you crazy? There’s no place to do it around here.”
“Yeah there is. Remember all the guys have already left for town for the weekend. So we have the bunkhouse all to ourselves. That’s forty-eight hours we have in order for you to teach me.” He seemed to have plan this all out. He motioned me to follow him as he got off the bench. “If it makes you feel better we could us Mr. Wroe’s private quarters. Remember he’s gone to look at some cattle to purchase in Casper. He won’t be back until late Monday. I already checked. I got his spare key to his room. C’mon.”
Yeah no question, the kid planned this out perfectly. Shit, am I that easy to read that he knew I would agree?
Ennis led the way out of the shower area, through the rows of bed us ranch hands slept on, to the back of the bunkhouse where our foreman sleep. I watched him take the key out of his back pocket and unlock Wroe’s private quarters. I followed him in as he shut the door and latched it.
“All right,” he took a deep breath and licked his lips. “How do we start?”
“Well, you could sit on the bed if you want or you could get down on your knees.”
He dropped to the floor and looked up at me expectantly with eyes both totally innocent and seductive all at once. He certainly has that Marilyn Monroe factor going on. He’s so innocent looking he has no idea the seductive powers he posses. He reached for my belt to unbuckle it.
“Hold on, Ennis.” I said. “Don’t go to it right away. Lick my dick through my jeans for a while first to get it hard. You’ll find a lot of guys like that.”
“They do?”
“Trust me. It’s sorta like foreplay.”
He nuzzled the fabric and found my balls, then located the stiffening prick that ran to the left in my jeans. It hardened as he licked the length of it. “You mean like that?”
“Exactly like that. Now you’re ready to take it out.” I unbuckled while he unzipped my fly. I let the jeans drop to my ankles. He stuck his fingers in the elastic band of my boxer briefs and peeled them down till my boner bounced out and hit him in the eye. He looked up at me with alarm. I knew why: it was substantially bigger than what he was used to seeing me soap up in the shower.
“I’ve got what they call a ‘grower,’ I said. “The kind of cock that gets a lot bigger when it’s hard. They’re not that uncommon. If you’d rather not go through with this…”
“Nope,” he said. “I’m not backing out. I need to get used to it. Beside I get the feeling I would enjoy sucking on a big one instead of a tiny one. It would give me better practice. What do I do now?” He circled his thumb and forefinger around the hairy base. They barely reached each other.
“OK,” I said. “The first thing to know about giving good head - and this is the secret - is that attitude is paramount. It’s even more important than skill or technique. You have to want that hard prick in your month more than anything. But more than that, you’ve got to convey that desire to the guy you’re sucking off. You gotta make him feel like he’s king of the world, that you’re starving to death and he’s got your favorite meal between his legs.
Ennis licked his lips thoughtfully as he took in the information, he eyes focused on my dripping cum slit. “I don’t think that’ll be a problem,” he replied.
“Good. Now, to begin, start licking it all over. Pretend it’s a Popsicle - a big, nasty Popsicle.”
He touched his tongue tentatively to the thick vein that runs down the side of my shaft. The flavor seemed to please him, because he went at it in earnest then, bathing the stalk with his spit from bush to tip and back again. Then, without even being instructed, he went to work on my nuts like he knew, instinctively, how much I love that. He drew the left one into his mouth and gnawed it just gently enough that the sensation was stimulation rather then pain. “You sure you’ve never done this before?” I asked sighing a little.
He spat it out. “Nope, first time. I swear.” He proceeded to work on the right one.
“That’s real good, En-nnis. Now work your way back up to the head.”
My dark nut popped out with a smack, and he kissed his way along the bouncing stalk to the tip. A pearl of pre-cum dangled from the slit.
“Lick it off,” I instructed.
The heat of his tongue on my engorgement brought me dangerously close to shooting, but it wouldn’t have been fair to him to finish without teaching him how to deep-throat.
“How’s my attitude, Jack?” he asked between licks while pulling and squeezing my thick shaft. “Feeling like a king yet?”
I had to admit, I was. He went for it just the way a good cocksucker should. “Yeah I’m feeling that you’re enjoying it. But we’re just getting started. Let’s keep going. Suck the head into your mouth now.”
He complied and damn if his chamber wasn’t hot and wet.
“Now run your tongue around it. Ahhh, yeah…that’s it. Feel how much harder it swells when you stimulate it like that?”
He nodded.
“Tighten your grip and move it up and down the shaft while you tongue it.”
His stroke was perfect. His hungry look was perfect. The loud slurping sounds he made were perfect to my ears.
“Now start sucking, Ennis. Take as much down your throat as you can. Stop when it starts to get uncomfortable.”
My thick salami disappeared between his lips. He got further down on me than I thought he would on the first swallow. I was impressed…and God knows I was certainly enjoying the sensation. No question Ennis had the makings of a sloppy, greedy cocksucker - the most prized and desired form of cocksucker every man - gay or straight - wants. He was definitely proving himself to be born to this. But I could tell when he’d reached his limit.
“Hold it right there, Ennis. Don’t force it yet. Just get familiar with that spot where it doesn’t seem to want to go any further.”
He held it there looking up into my eyes, making a couple of indecipherable grunts that I took to mean, “Like this?” Damn he looked awesomely cute with a face full of cock.
“Yeah, like that. That’s your gag reflex, bud. I’m gonna teach you how to get past it. Now start applying suction as you move up and down on the prick. Don’t go further than that gag spot. You can use your hand on the part you can’t swallow yet. Yeeaah…that’s it…you’re a fast learner.” His lips curled slightly at the edges into what would’ve been a smile if his mouth weren’t stuffed with dick.
“Now, get more familiar with your gag reflex. Find the spot where it happens on each downward swallow and linger there a bit. Get comfortable with it. See - it’s not such a scary thing, is it?”
He shook his head, and the subtle sensation almost took me over the edge again. “Tell you what, Ennis. Why don’t you take your clothes off? Hotter that way, and you won’t ruin your shirt.”
Ennis was naked almost before I finished the sentence. His body was still taut and pumped from our workout on the field not to mention freshly scrub from our recent shower. My cock surged again at the sight. His nipples, which I’d only seen soft, had hardened, into erect little cones in the meaty expanse of his pecs. His erection curved up sharply toward his belly; the plum of the head seemed almost too big for its thick shaft. It was the sort of thick penis that would make a sloppy, greedy cocksucker very, very, very happy. Saliva began dripping from my mouth.
I kicked off my boots and jeans. Ennis positioned himself in front of me again, reached around to cup my ass cheeks in his hands, and licked the drop of juice from my slit before he sucked the shaft back down again to his limit.
“That’s awesome Ennis,” I sighed. “Now stay there for a bit. Get comfortable with the spot again, OK? It’ll open up if you try. You ready, bud?”
I took his grunt for a yes. I put a hand on the back of his head and the other one caressed the back of his neck and pushed gently. He made a couple choking sounds but didn’t retreat. “C’mon Ennis, you can do it.” I increased the pressure as he strained harder. “I know you can.”
He made one last sputtering gag as I felt my prick head slip past the barrier. He took the rest of my length with a quick, determined swallow and held it there deep in his throat, inhaling the scented air that filtered through my pubes.
“Excellent, bud! You did it. Now just keep moving up and down the shaft all the way.”
He let the prick slip out of his mouth slowly, applying suction all the way, holding the head in his mouth when he reached the tip and giving it a sloppy flourish with his tongue before taking another plunge that drove his nose back into my bush. Further instruction wasn’t necessary.
I’m not sure how long it went on. The waves of pleasure moved from my crotch, up my back, and down my belly in a cycle of undulating intensity. I considered telling him he didn’t need to deep-throat me on every stroke, but he was already doing it, and doing it well and he seem to be enjoying it. God knows I was! And, frankly, I was breathing too hard to talk easily. It was only as I felt my balls draw up with that incomparable feeling of orgasmic inevitability that I remembered the task at hand. I wanted Ennis to be properly prepared to handle a man’s ejaculation.
I caressed his hair. My words came out ragged in the middle of my heavy breathing: “OK, En-nis…w-w-when you can tell the gu..guy’s…getting close…there’s s-some-t-t-thing you can do…to s-s-send him over…the edge” I took his free hand, spit on his fingers, and guided it under my churning nuts. He found my asshole in the furry thatch. “Rub it,” I instructed.
His exploration of my slippery pucker didn’t inhibit his sucking. In fact, he sucked even harder as he fingered my entrance. “That’s it, baby - I mean Ennis. Rub it like that. Now, when a man’s ready to shoot…you have - holy fuck - to…you have to w-w-watch for the sss-s-signals. Some guys are gonna want to cum in your mouth, so you’ll need to either s-ss-slow down or sp-sp-speed up, whatever seems to get him…him there b-b-better. You gotta learn to read him.”
He nodded and continued slurping.
“But some guys…ahh shittt…will want to pull out and finish it on your f-f-face, in which case y-yy-your job is to just stay there and enjoy the onslaught. Don’t lose the hungry attitude, though. Look up at him and let that look telll him how much you want to be bathed in his load.”
I made a move to pull out of his mouth, but he surprised me by not letting go. He grabbed my left butt cheek so hard that his fingernails dug into the flesh. He shoved his face determinedly back down the length of my pole and held it there. My student suddenly had me completely under his control.
“B-but Ennis, I…”
He shoved his middle finger up my ass and wiggled it deep in my guts. My sphincter clenched down on it spontaneously.
I shot my wad down his gullet.
“Aaahhh, FUCK En-nnisss!!”
He held me there, without gagging. Only after my convulsions subsided did he start to release me, and even then, he pulled my cock from his mouth very slowly, wagging his tongue back and forth on the bottom of the my cock as he went. When the head finally re-emerged from between his lips, he gave it a slimy kiss, and then fell back, exhausted, on the pile of his discarded clothes, releasing a deep, satisfying sigh, licking his lips. Ennis isn’t a vain person, but no question about it, at that moment the glow radiating ff his face showed a person who was clearly proud and pleased with himself.
That’s when I saw the puddle of semen on the hardwood floor. He’d come while he was blowing me - without touching himself. His hands had been busy with my butt cheeks and bunghole, after all. His half-flaccid prick flopped across his thigh. A single drop of his leftovers wiggled like jelly in the slit.
After that sensational blowjob I felt my legs give way and I flopped next to him on the hardwood floor, planting my ass on my discarded jeans. For a brief moment my vision was so impaired I was seeing double.
He massaged his jaw. “How’d I do, teach? Do I get a passing grade?” There was a hint of cockiness in his voice, and under the circumstance, it was deserved.
“N-no question, Ennis,” I panted still trying to catch my breath as my blurry vision slowly came back into focus. “You got the skills. You get an A-plus-plus.”
“No shit?”
“Yeah no shit.”
I straggled myself off the floor. “I’m gonna use Wroe’s shower to clean myself up.”
Wroe’s shower is like the one we ranch hands use. Large and spacious it resemble the type of showers used for public gyms, only Wroe’s was slightly smaller for his private use but still large enough to fit three or four people easily.
Grabbing a bar of soap and a towel I headed in. The hot water running over my body was just what I needed after the terrific blowjob I was just given. I still couldn’t believe Ennis had asked me, but even more I couldn’t believe just how fantastic the kid was. I mean shit the kid was bloody awesome.
No sooner had I start lathering up, Ennis came into the shower. I continued standing directly underneath the showerhead allowing the hot water to wash over me as the soapy suds covered me from head to toe. I closed my eyes and let the pulse of water massage my scalp. When I opened my eyes again, there was Ennis standing directly in front of me, dripping wet and buck-naked.
“The water feels good, doesn’t it?” He said, smiling and staring straight at my dick. He was also licking his lips. His naked hunger would be shameless if it wasn’t for the fact he wasn’t ashamed of it at all.
“Yeah, it’s pretty nice,” I answered, looking down at his cock, which was growing visibly larger every second.
“Mind if I join you?” He asked, and just like that, my dick went rock-hard. Before I knew it, he was kneeling down in front of me, once again, taking every bit of my cock in his mouth. Hell yeah, Ennis was a quick study. It wasn’t long before he was deep-throating me with finesse and ease and driving me crazy with his innate skills. I began fucking his mouth harder and harder as he greedily received every inch bobbing his head left and right eating me as if it was his last meal on earth.
Suddenly Ennis stood up and backed me against the shower wall, jabbing his tongue in my mouth. For a brief moment I was startled by this attack but I quickly recovered. We sucked and licked each other’s tongues hungrily; we couldn’t get enough of each other.
“Jack,” Ennis breathlessly asked between heavy kisses. “Do you think you could do me another favor?”
“Yeah, what is it?” My breathing was just as jagged as I continued eating his mouth. We began dry pumping our cocks together as squashing sounds of wet flesh vibrated in the shower.
Ennis pulled away from my lips but continued pushing his cock up against mine. His eyes were aflame with wanton lust. “Well I’ve been thinking. If the guy expects a blowjob from me…I’m sure he’s gonna expect…well…see…I was wondering…don’tcha think you should teach me how to take it up the ass?”
I didn’t think it was possible but at the sound of the request my cock got so hard I was sure I could cut diamonds with it.
“Now…Ennis…I think…”
“Ah c’mon Jack,” Ennis eyes grew more desperate and more naked with need. “You just taught me how to suck dick and beside…what man in his right mind passes up the chance at busting a cherry for the first time.”
Holy fuck! I nearly forgot that. He’s a virgin! JACKPOT!!!
I quickly grabbed his face with my hands and began kissing him more passionately with his response being just as intense. I can’t lie. The idea of knowing that I’d be the first ever to sample this hot, young, sexy cowboy fed into my macho ego something fierce. For all-times I’ll be a memory instilled in him forever. That excitement began raging inside me like an inferno. If this randy buck wanted to know the thrill at having a steel rod up his butt, I sure hell wasn’t going to deny him.
Picking up the bar of soap, I began lathering up Ennis’ body, feeling the hard contours of his lanky muscles underneath my hands. My soapy fingers went around his dick and balls, down his back, up his butt hole, then over the roundness of his perfect ass. I let the water rinse the soap off before bending down and sucking on his big dick for a few seconds, feeling it grow even thicker and longer in my mouth as Ennis sighed happily. Then I turned him around so that he faced the shower wall, and I went down and tongued his crack, flicking in and out of his asshole. Ennis started moaning a little, and I could tell he was loving this.
“Ah fuck, Jack,” Ennis sighed. “W-why…”
“Just lubing it up,” I told him. “Just relax and enjoy.”
I spread his ass cheeks wider and went whole hog at his butt, licking and prying open his sweet hole with my tongue. I could have spent the rest of the evening and all night down here with my face in his ass, but I had a job to fulfill, and I was damn to determine to fill it up - hard!
I stood up and sucked on two fingers and then dug them up into his chute. To my delight and surprise it went in pretty easily…a little too easy.
“Ennis,” I asked nuzzling my lips to his left ear. “You’re sure you haven’t be fucked before?”
“Y-yeah,” he answered, his breathing short as the muscles of his sphincter began sucking hard on my fingers. “I may…oh God Jack…been loosing myself…”
“Loosing yourself up?” I asked as I inserted a third finger in his chute. His body had become so electric with my finger action I felt I was sticking them into a live socket.
“How so?”
“Well…I…uh…uh those fingers…it-it was a mail order…got me one of those…well y’know…one of those big rubber dick…and when no one was around I would use it to see how it would feel…u-u-up my ass.”
Holy shit! The visual image of Ennis using a dildo to fuck himself was simply too hot, sexy and altogether arousing. God I would give anything to see that! I started playing with his hole with that image in my head, explaining to him that I was relaxing the muscles inside him. But at this point verbal instructions didn’t matter to him. All he cared about was the demonstration.
“Fuck the talk,” he panted. “Get in there and bust my cherry!”
“Oh don’t worry bud,” I growled in his ear. “I will. Just relax. I would say it will be a little discomforting at first…but thankfully you’ve been practicing,” I said grinning in his ear. “But don’t worry I’m going to do you up real nice and by the time I’m finish you’re gonna be loving it.”
I took my cock and pressed it against his crack, teasing him a little, until I finally stuck the head of my dick in his hole. I reached around and started jacking off his dick. Within about a minute I’d pressed about half of my cock up his ass. I stayed that way for a few moments allowing him to get use to the pressure before slowly easing the rest of my nine thick inches inside him.
“Fuck!” He yelled, flinching his muscles as I probed deeper inside.
I kept my dick stationed in his ass while I began to lick and bite the back of Ennis’ neck. The tight grip of his ass channel squeezing my swollen cock was like nothing I’d never felt before. Damn if this kid wasn’t a true natural.
I pulled his butt closer to me to better my position, and Ennis put his hands up on the tile wall of the shower in order to brace himself. I gripped his waist and started to move slowly in and out of him, feeling that he was beginning to relax a bit. As I looked down and watched my dick moving in and out of his beautiful round ass, I wanted to shoot my wad right then. No, I thought, I want this to go on a little longer and give my student the fucking he will never forget!
I started quickening my pace, fucking him harder and with more gusto, thrusting my cock deeper inside him. With every forward thrust, I pushed my dick in all the way up to my balls. Soon Ennis was bucking and groaning and meeting my every thrust. I could tell I hit that magic spot buried deep in his gut and it was beginning to drive him wild.
Soon I was pulling my cock all the way out of his ass and then shoving it back in, impaling him with my fire rod. Each time I did this, Ennis let out a lion roar of deep hunger and want
“Fuck me, man” he shouted. “Ram me with that monster dick of yours. Yeah that’s it! Keep it coming!! Shiitt! Hit that spot again! Urrrh…fuucckk!!”
My years of rodeo riding came in handy as Ennis transformed himself into an untamed bronco as I rode him with steady fierce and drive.
“You like a cock up your ass, huh?”
“Fuck yeah,” he grunted. “So fucking big…aahh shit. Love it…don’t stop Jack! Please!! Oh God…Oohh Gawd!!”
I pried Ennis’ hands off the wall and pushed him down onto the floor of the shower. Wrapping his legs around my shoulders I position myself in order to get greater access to that sweet ass. I held onto his shoulders and rode him with hardened skill, listening to the sounds my thighs slapping against his butt cheeks as hot water showered down on our equally hot bodies. I watched with pleasure as Ennis’ face glowed with euphoria as I pound away at him. He looked so beautiful and awesome. It thrilled me like hell at knowing I was giving him as much pleasure as he was giving to me. His eyes began rolling in the back of his head as whimpering and panting sounds escaped from his lungs.
He had relaxed a bit more since I started fucking him, but his chute was still tight, and every thrust brought me closer to spewing my load.
As I plowed his butt, giving him everything I had, Ennis began stroking his cock, moaning that he was going to come. I could feel my own balls tightening up, and I knew that I was ready to blow. With one large thrust I pound myself so deep inside shooting my load I was sure my jizz would have shot out of his mouth. It didn’t of course, but it was enough to make Ennis cum all over his tight abs and chest.
I collapsed on top of him. I could feel his heavy breathing as his body convulsed and shook underneath me. But as spent as he was, he had enough strength to wrap his arms and legs tightly around me as he began kissing me passionately. I returned the favor in complete understanding in the mind-set of those who practice the art of cannibalism. At that moment I would have given anything to eat Ennis alive as I ate and munched on those juicy lips of his.
“So how did I do?” He asked breathlessly as he entwined his fingers into my wet hair deepening our kiss. “Do I got what it takes?”
For a few moments I didn’t answer him as I was too consume devouring his lips and amazed that I was still stiff as a board buried inside him. Within an hour Ennis had me dumped two loads and it was clear he had me working me up for a third!
“Ahh yeah, Ennis,” I told him chewing on his bottom lip. “You got what it takes! You’re a natural talent. I’m moving you to the head of the class, boy. I predict that you’re gonna be making a lot of guys very happy.”
“Thanks,” he said. “But all I need is one. The only thing I really have to know is: Am I good enough to start dating? Like I said, there’s this guy I want to ask out and…”
“Ennis!” I exclaimed pulling my mouth away from his. “You’re way more than ready for it.” His lack of self-confidence was starting to exasperate me. Not to the mention that secret attraction I had for him was kicking back in and the idea of him giving himself over to another guy was burning me up inside. After finishing having him, I suddenly became quite possessive, and the idea of some other guy getting his hands on him didn’t set well with me at all. But what can I do?
“Come on, man. You’re sweet. You’re bright, considerate. You’re good-looking as hell and you give great head and you’re an awesome fuck. Any self-respecting guy would be nuts not to give you a shot. If I were you, I’d just go up to this guy, take him up in your arms, give him a deep, passionate kiss, and then look him straight in his eyes and tell him, ‘Look here, you lucky stud, you’re going on a date with me, and that’s that. Let’s go!’”
I slowly pulled out of him and got up off the floor and began showering off, silently kicking myself at trying to give him enough confidence to ask out that phantom bastard Ennis seemed so determined to ask out on a date. He’s probably some shithead that doesn’t even deserve all the good stuff Ennis has to offer.
Ennis grimaced. “You really think that kind of approach would work?”
“I guarantee it.” By then I had rinsed myself off with my back to Ennis. Turning the water off I reached for my towel to dry myself off. When suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders turning me around quickly, and before I knew it, Ennis had me in a powerful embrace kissing me so deeply and profoundly my knees began buckling from underneath me.
I was panting with stars in my eyes by the time Ennis finish kissing me. He was penetrating me with his dark, brown eyes. My heart took an anticipatory leap. Here was a possibility that had not crossed my mind until right there and then. Damn if I ain’t dense at times!
“Look here, you lucky stud,” Ennis recited with extreme confidence. “You’re going on a date with me, and that’s that. Let’s go.” He smiled. It was the first time I really noticed just how beautiful his dimples were.
“And bring some lube,” he winked at me grabbing the towel out of my hands and began drying himself as he walked out of the shower.
“You’re gonna need it! I have the feeling I’m going to need a lot more lessons on how to be properly fucked before this weekend is over. Maybe you can even use my big rubber dick on me…would you like that?” He said over his shoulder as he wiggled his shapely, tight ass at me.
Hell if I didn’t suddenly feel like the king of the world all over again as my dick quickly swelled and harden back up. “I’ll bring a whole fucking truck load,” I replied chasing after him.
-END-
Pairing: Ennis/Jack
Genre: AU/AU One-shot
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: We know the drill.
Story summary: Our boys work on the Silver Dollar Ranch as ranch hands. Eighteen year old Ennis ask Twenty-three year old Jack for a HUGE favor!!!
Feedback: Its what I live for!
“C’mon,” he begged. “You have to teach me. How else am I going to know how to do it?”
“The answer’s no, Ennis,” I said for the thousandth time. “I don’t give lessons in blow-jobs. That’s not in my job description, as a ranch hand.” I glanced down the small row of lockers toward the showers to make sure no one was around to hear us as I sat shirtless on a small bench.
Ennis finished tucking the back hem of his shirt in his jeans. “Please, Jack. I really would like to learn and I bet you would be real good at teaching me.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I admitted. “But this just doesn’t seem right. You’re just a kid and I’m an adult.”
“I’m eighteen,” Ennis said defiantly. “If I’m old enough to service in the arm forces, I’m certainly old enough to learn how to give a proper blow-job. And beside you’re only twenty-three.”
I couldn’t argue with that but I still wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea.
“Alright, we’re both adults but I regard you as a friend, Ennis. It’d feel…weird.”
“But I need the favor, Jack!” Ennis was becoming surprisingly persistent.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to do it. Ennis is hot. I mean seriously hot, and that‘s the problem. I was way too attracted to him to have uncomplicated casual sex. I’ve showered next to him every night after we’ve build up a hard sweat working the fields on the Silver Dollar Ranch in the year since he joined the place. Believe me, I was intimately familiar with the route the soapy water followed as it trickled down the pattern of tight, lanky muscles on his back to vanish into the crevice between his dimpled ass cheeks; with the way his lean chest flexed when he dried off his abs; with how he’d then slip the towel between his legs and pull it back and forth to dry off that flawless pair of plum balls; and then how he’d…well, you get the picture.
“Please,” he implored.
I gave the idea a bit of further consideration.
I remember the day Ennis first showed up to the ranch. Talk about a riddle wrapped up in mystery. He was only seventeen at the time but trying to crack the shell he had developed around him was next to impossible in those first weeks and months. He’s a loner to the extreme. Add to that he was secretly struggling hard with his sexuality. Don’t ask me how I knew, I just did. As a gay man living out here in Bible Country I understood that struggle. It wasn’t that long ago I fought with those same questions that he was fighting within himself. So I made it my mission to help him any way I could. I became his mentor I guess you would say. He’s a good kid. Bright, kindhearted, and in a matter of days, proved himself to be a great ranch hand…not to mention he’s about the best-looking guy I’ve ever met with his chestnut hair, honeysuckle eyes and solid lanky physique. He gives off this aura of strong masculinity, but underneath it all, there was a soft vulnerability about him no matter how hard he tried to hide it. It was that gentle side that drew me closer to him. It’s almost like apart of him had never fully grew up. It was that quality that brought out the protective nature in me.
When I took that bold leap and confronted him about his sexuality that first time, you would have thought he was a deer caught in the headlights. Of course he denied it at first as he refused to talk about it. It took me time, but I managed to convince him that being “queer” as he put it wasn’t such a bad thing. In fact the moment I confess to him that I was gay, the walls that Ennis built around him began falling.
I just wasn’t aware how fast those walls would begin tumbling down. I mean, my God, the kid is now asking me to teach him the art of cocksucking. Six - hell, three - months ago I would have never believed it. But even more amazingly, Ennis has been telling me, he thinks he’s ready to start dating.
“Pretty please?” he begged sitting down beside me. “I don’t want to ask a guy out until I know I’d be able to satisfy him. I don’t wanna end up embarrassed.”
“Ennis,” I said. “You don’t have to go down on a guy on the first date. This isn’t the 70’s.”
“I know,” he said, “but just in case.”
He leaned in closer to me as though suddenly shy about the conversation and damn if that shyness made him even hotter and more desirable. I swear there’s something about that kid’s vulnerability that’s pure aphrodisiac as I watched him beginning to nibble on his thumbnail. “Look. I’ll be honest with you, Jack. There is this guy I want to ask out. He’s so hot. I’m always thinking about him when I’m jacking off, and I‘m always jacking off.” The redness of his blushing cheeks as he admit his private hand jobs made him so adorable looking, I just wanted to wrap him up in my arms and kiss him all over.
“If he says he’ll go out on a date with me, I want to be prepared.”
I scratched my chin, recalling what it was like when I was just starting out - which wasn’t that long ago. I remembered all my insecurities. It wasn’t easy. And he’s right. While this may not be the 70’s, in this day and age, a guy as hot as him at his age should have some experience at sex. What the hell, I reasoned. If it’s within my power to give my friend the gift of sexual confidence, maybe it would be cruel not to teach him. I could always deal with my attraction for him later. Besides, Ennis does have some nice lips, and what man in his right mind turns away a blowjob from a hot looking guy like him?
“All right, Ennis, all right,” I said. “I give in. I’ll do it. I’ll teach you how to give a blow job.”
His face brightened like a kid’s on Christmas Day.
“When do you wanna get started, Ennis?”
“Right now.”
“Are you crazy? There’s no place to do it around here.”
“Yeah there is. Remember all the guys have already left for town for the weekend. So we have the bunkhouse all to ourselves. That’s forty-eight hours we have in order for you to teach me.” He seemed to have plan this all out. He motioned me to follow him as he got off the bench. “If it makes you feel better we could us Mr. Wroe’s private quarters. Remember he’s gone to look at some cattle to purchase in Casper. He won’t be back until late Monday. I already checked. I got his spare key to his room. C’mon.”
Yeah no question, the kid planned this out perfectly. Shit, am I that easy to read that he knew I would agree?
Ennis led the way out of the shower area, through the rows of bed us ranch hands slept on, to the back of the bunkhouse where our foreman sleep. I watched him take the key out of his back pocket and unlock Wroe’s private quarters. I followed him in as he shut the door and latched it.
“All right,” he took a deep breath and licked his lips. “How do we start?”
“Well, you could sit on the bed if you want or you could get down on your knees.”
He dropped to the floor and looked up at me expectantly with eyes both totally innocent and seductive all at once. He certainly has that Marilyn Monroe factor going on. He’s so innocent looking he has no idea the seductive powers he posses. He reached for my belt to unbuckle it.
“Hold on, Ennis.” I said. “Don’t go to it right away. Lick my dick through my jeans for a while first to get it hard. You’ll find a lot of guys like that.”
“They do?”
“Trust me. It’s sorta like foreplay.”
He nuzzled the fabric and found my balls, then located the stiffening prick that ran to the left in my jeans. It hardened as he licked the length of it. “You mean like that?”
“Exactly like that. Now you’re ready to take it out.” I unbuckled while he unzipped my fly. I let the jeans drop to my ankles. He stuck his fingers in the elastic band of my boxer briefs and peeled them down till my boner bounced out and hit him in the eye. He looked up at me with alarm. I knew why: it was substantially bigger than what he was used to seeing me soap up in the shower.
“I’ve got what they call a ‘grower,’ I said. “The kind of cock that gets a lot bigger when it’s hard. They’re not that uncommon. If you’d rather not go through with this…”
“Nope,” he said. “I’m not backing out. I need to get used to it. Beside I get the feeling I would enjoy sucking on a big one instead of a tiny one. It would give me better practice. What do I do now?” He circled his thumb and forefinger around the hairy base. They barely reached each other.
“OK,” I said. “The first thing to know about giving good head - and this is the secret - is that attitude is paramount. It’s even more important than skill or technique. You have to want that hard prick in your month more than anything. But more than that, you’ve got to convey that desire to the guy you’re sucking off. You gotta make him feel like he’s king of the world, that you’re starving to death and he’s got your favorite meal between his legs.
Ennis licked his lips thoughtfully as he took in the information, he eyes focused on my dripping cum slit. “I don’t think that’ll be a problem,” he replied.
“Good. Now, to begin, start licking it all over. Pretend it’s a Popsicle - a big, nasty Popsicle.”
He touched his tongue tentatively to the thick vein that runs down the side of my shaft. The flavor seemed to please him, because he went at it in earnest then, bathing the stalk with his spit from bush to tip and back again. Then, without even being instructed, he went to work on my nuts like he knew, instinctively, how much I love that. He drew the left one into his mouth and gnawed it just gently enough that the sensation was stimulation rather then pain. “You sure you’ve never done this before?” I asked sighing a little.
He spat it out. “Nope, first time. I swear.” He proceeded to work on the right one.
“That’s real good, En-nnis. Now work your way back up to the head.”
My dark nut popped out with a smack, and he kissed his way along the bouncing stalk to the tip. A pearl of pre-cum dangled from the slit.
“Lick it off,” I instructed.
The heat of his tongue on my engorgement brought me dangerously close to shooting, but it wouldn’t have been fair to him to finish without teaching him how to deep-throat.
“How’s my attitude, Jack?” he asked between licks while pulling and squeezing my thick shaft. “Feeling like a king yet?”
I had to admit, I was. He went for it just the way a good cocksucker should. “Yeah I’m feeling that you’re enjoying it. But we’re just getting started. Let’s keep going. Suck the head into your mouth now.”
He complied and damn if his chamber wasn’t hot and wet.
“Now run your tongue around it. Ahhh, yeah…that’s it. Feel how much harder it swells when you stimulate it like that?”
He nodded.
“Tighten your grip and move it up and down the shaft while you tongue it.”
His stroke was perfect. His hungry look was perfect. The loud slurping sounds he made were perfect to my ears.
“Now start sucking, Ennis. Take as much down your throat as you can. Stop when it starts to get uncomfortable.”
My thick salami disappeared between his lips. He got further down on me than I thought he would on the first swallow. I was impressed…and God knows I was certainly enjoying the sensation. No question Ennis had the makings of a sloppy, greedy cocksucker - the most prized and desired form of cocksucker every man - gay or straight - wants. He was definitely proving himself to be born to this. But I could tell when he’d reached his limit.
“Hold it right there, Ennis. Don’t force it yet. Just get familiar with that spot where it doesn’t seem to want to go any further.”
He held it there looking up into my eyes, making a couple of indecipherable grunts that I took to mean, “Like this?” Damn he looked awesomely cute with a face full of cock.
“Yeah, like that. That’s your gag reflex, bud. I’m gonna teach you how to get past it. Now start applying suction as you move up and down on the prick. Don’t go further than that gag spot. You can use your hand on the part you can’t swallow yet. Yeeaah…that’s it…you’re a fast learner.” His lips curled slightly at the edges into what would’ve been a smile if his mouth weren’t stuffed with dick.
“Now, get more familiar with your gag reflex. Find the spot where it happens on each downward swallow and linger there a bit. Get comfortable with it. See - it’s not such a scary thing, is it?”
He shook his head, and the subtle sensation almost took me over the edge again. “Tell you what, Ennis. Why don’t you take your clothes off? Hotter that way, and you won’t ruin your shirt.”
Ennis was naked almost before I finished the sentence. His body was still taut and pumped from our workout on the field not to mention freshly scrub from our recent shower. My cock surged again at the sight. His nipples, which I’d only seen soft, had hardened, into erect little cones in the meaty expanse of his pecs. His erection curved up sharply toward his belly; the plum of the head seemed almost too big for its thick shaft. It was the sort of thick penis that would make a sloppy, greedy cocksucker very, very, very happy. Saliva began dripping from my mouth.
I kicked off my boots and jeans. Ennis positioned himself in front of me again, reached around to cup my ass cheeks in his hands, and licked the drop of juice from my slit before he sucked the shaft back down again to his limit.
“That’s awesome Ennis,” I sighed. “Now stay there for a bit. Get comfortable with the spot again, OK? It’ll open up if you try. You ready, bud?”
I took his grunt for a yes. I put a hand on the back of his head and the other one caressed the back of his neck and pushed gently. He made a couple choking sounds but didn’t retreat. “C’mon Ennis, you can do it.” I increased the pressure as he strained harder. “I know you can.”
He made one last sputtering gag as I felt my prick head slip past the barrier. He took the rest of my length with a quick, determined swallow and held it there deep in his throat, inhaling the scented air that filtered through my pubes.
“Excellent, bud! You did it. Now just keep moving up and down the shaft all the way.”
He let the prick slip out of his mouth slowly, applying suction all the way, holding the head in his mouth when he reached the tip and giving it a sloppy flourish with his tongue before taking another plunge that drove his nose back into my bush. Further instruction wasn’t necessary.
I’m not sure how long it went on. The waves of pleasure moved from my crotch, up my back, and down my belly in a cycle of undulating intensity. I considered telling him he didn’t need to deep-throat me on every stroke, but he was already doing it, and doing it well and he seem to be enjoying it. God knows I was! And, frankly, I was breathing too hard to talk easily. It was only as I felt my balls draw up with that incomparable feeling of orgasmic inevitability that I remembered the task at hand. I wanted Ennis to be properly prepared to handle a man’s ejaculation.
I caressed his hair. My words came out ragged in the middle of my heavy breathing: “OK, En-nis…w-w-when you can tell the gu..guy’s…getting close…there’s s-some-t-t-thing you can do…to s-s-send him over…the edge” I took his free hand, spit on his fingers, and guided it under my churning nuts. He found my asshole in the furry thatch. “Rub it,” I instructed.
His exploration of my slippery pucker didn’t inhibit his sucking. In fact, he sucked even harder as he fingered my entrance. “That’s it, baby - I mean Ennis. Rub it like that. Now, when a man’s ready to shoot…you have - holy fuck - to…you have to w-w-watch for the sss-s-signals. Some guys are gonna want to cum in your mouth, so you’ll need to either s-ss-slow down or sp-sp-speed up, whatever seems to get him…him there b-b-better. You gotta learn to read him.”
He nodded and continued slurping.
“But some guys…ahh shittt…will want to pull out and finish it on your f-f-face, in which case y-yy-your job is to just stay there and enjoy the onslaught. Don’t lose the hungry attitude, though. Look up at him and let that look telll him how much you want to be bathed in his load.”
I made a move to pull out of his mouth, but he surprised me by not letting go. He grabbed my left butt cheek so hard that his fingernails dug into the flesh. He shoved his face determinedly back down the length of my pole and held it there. My student suddenly had me completely under his control.
“B-but Ennis, I…”
He shoved his middle finger up my ass and wiggled it deep in my guts. My sphincter clenched down on it spontaneously.
I shot my wad down his gullet.
“Aaahhh, FUCK En-nnisss!!”
He held me there, without gagging. Only after my convulsions subsided did he start to release me, and even then, he pulled my cock from his mouth very slowly, wagging his tongue back and forth on the bottom of the my cock as he went. When the head finally re-emerged from between his lips, he gave it a slimy kiss, and then fell back, exhausted, on the pile of his discarded clothes, releasing a deep, satisfying sigh, licking his lips. Ennis isn’t a vain person, but no question about it, at that moment the glow radiating ff his face showed a person who was clearly proud and pleased with himself.
That’s when I saw the puddle of semen on the hardwood floor. He’d come while he was blowing me - without touching himself. His hands had been busy with my butt cheeks and bunghole, after all. His half-flaccid prick flopped across his thigh. A single drop of his leftovers wiggled like jelly in the slit.
After that sensational blowjob I felt my legs give way and I flopped next to him on the hardwood floor, planting my ass on my discarded jeans. For a brief moment my vision was so impaired I was seeing double.
He massaged his jaw. “How’d I do, teach? Do I get a passing grade?” There was a hint of cockiness in his voice, and under the circumstance, it was deserved.
“N-no question, Ennis,” I panted still trying to catch my breath as my blurry vision slowly came back into focus. “You got the skills. You get an A-plus-plus.”
“No shit?”
“Yeah no shit.”
I straggled myself off the floor. “I’m gonna use Wroe’s shower to clean myself up.”
Wroe’s shower is like the one we ranch hands use. Large and spacious it resemble the type of showers used for public gyms, only Wroe’s was slightly smaller for his private use but still large enough to fit three or four people easily.
Grabbing a bar of soap and a towel I headed in. The hot water running over my body was just what I needed after the terrific blowjob I was just given. I still couldn’t believe Ennis had asked me, but even more I couldn’t believe just how fantastic the kid was. I mean shit the kid was bloody awesome.
No sooner had I start lathering up, Ennis came into the shower. I continued standing directly underneath the showerhead allowing the hot water to wash over me as the soapy suds covered me from head to toe. I closed my eyes and let the pulse of water massage my scalp. When I opened my eyes again, there was Ennis standing directly in front of me, dripping wet and buck-naked.
“The water feels good, doesn’t it?” He said, smiling and staring straight at my dick. He was also licking his lips. His naked hunger would be shameless if it wasn’t for the fact he wasn’t ashamed of it at all.
“Yeah, it’s pretty nice,” I answered, looking down at his cock, which was growing visibly larger every second.
“Mind if I join you?” He asked, and just like that, my dick went rock-hard. Before I knew it, he was kneeling down in front of me, once again, taking every bit of my cock in his mouth. Hell yeah, Ennis was a quick study. It wasn’t long before he was deep-throating me with finesse and ease and driving me crazy with his innate skills. I began fucking his mouth harder and harder as he greedily received every inch bobbing his head left and right eating me as if it was his last meal on earth.
Suddenly Ennis stood up and backed me against the shower wall, jabbing his tongue in my mouth. For a brief moment I was startled by this attack but I quickly recovered. We sucked and licked each other’s tongues hungrily; we couldn’t get enough of each other.
“Jack,” Ennis breathlessly asked between heavy kisses. “Do you think you could do me another favor?”
“Yeah, what is it?” My breathing was just as jagged as I continued eating his mouth. We began dry pumping our cocks together as squashing sounds of wet flesh vibrated in the shower.
Ennis pulled away from my lips but continued pushing his cock up against mine. His eyes were aflame with wanton lust. “Well I’ve been thinking. If the guy expects a blowjob from me…I’m sure he’s gonna expect…well…see…I was wondering…don’tcha think you should teach me how to take it up the ass?”
I didn’t think it was possible but at the sound of the request my cock got so hard I was sure I could cut diamonds with it.
“Now…Ennis…I think…”
“Ah c’mon Jack,” Ennis eyes grew more desperate and more naked with need. “You just taught me how to suck dick and beside…what man in his right mind passes up the chance at busting a cherry for the first time.”
Holy fuck! I nearly forgot that. He’s a virgin! JACKPOT!!!
I quickly grabbed his face with my hands and began kissing him more passionately with his response being just as intense. I can’t lie. The idea of knowing that I’d be the first ever to sample this hot, young, sexy cowboy fed into my macho ego something fierce. For all-times I’ll be a memory instilled in him forever. That excitement began raging inside me like an inferno. If this randy buck wanted to know the thrill at having a steel rod up his butt, I sure hell wasn’t going to deny him.
Picking up the bar of soap, I began lathering up Ennis’ body, feeling the hard contours of his lanky muscles underneath my hands. My soapy fingers went around his dick and balls, down his back, up his butt hole, then over the roundness of his perfect ass. I let the water rinse the soap off before bending down and sucking on his big dick for a few seconds, feeling it grow even thicker and longer in my mouth as Ennis sighed happily. Then I turned him around so that he faced the shower wall, and I went down and tongued his crack, flicking in and out of his asshole. Ennis started moaning a little, and I could tell he was loving this.
“Ah fuck, Jack,” Ennis sighed. “W-why…”
“Just lubing it up,” I told him. “Just relax and enjoy.”
I spread his ass cheeks wider and went whole hog at his butt, licking and prying open his sweet hole with my tongue. I could have spent the rest of the evening and all night down here with my face in his ass, but I had a job to fulfill, and I was damn to determine to fill it up - hard!
I stood up and sucked on two fingers and then dug them up into his chute. To my delight and surprise it went in pretty easily…a little too easy.
“Ennis,” I asked nuzzling my lips to his left ear. “You’re sure you haven’t be fucked before?”
“Y-yeah,” he answered, his breathing short as the muscles of his sphincter began sucking hard on my fingers. “I may…oh God Jack…been loosing myself…”
“Loosing yourself up?” I asked as I inserted a third finger in his chute. His body had become so electric with my finger action I felt I was sticking them into a live socket.
“How so?”
“Well…I…uh…uh those fingers…it-it was a mail order…got me one of those…well y’know…one of those big rubber dick…and when no one was around I would use it to see how it would feel…u-u-up my ass.”
Holy shit! The visual image of Ennis using a dildo to fuck himself was simply too hot, sexy and altogether arousing. God I would give anything to see that! I started playing with his hole with that image in my head, explaining to him that I was relaxing the muscles inside him. But at this point verbal instructions didn’t matter to him. All he cared about was the demonstration.
“Fuck the talk,” he panted. “Get in there and bust my cherry!”
“Oh don’t worry bud,” I growled in his ear. “I will. Just relax. I would say it will be a little discomforting at first…but thankfully you’ve been practicing,” I said grinning in his ear. “But don’t worry I’m going to do you up real nice and by the time I’m finish you’re gonna be loving it.”
I took my cock and pressed it against his crack, teasing him a little, until I finally stuck the head of my dick in his hole. I reached around and started jacking off his dick. Within about a minute I’d pressed about half of my cock up his ass. I stayed that way for a few moments allowing him to get use to the pressure before slowly easing the rest of my nine thick inches inside him.
“Fuck!” He yelled, flinching his muscles as I probed deeper inside.
I kept my dick stationed in his ass while I began to lick and bite the back of Ennis’ neck. The tight grip of his ass channel squeezing my swollen cock was like nothing I’d never felt before. Damn if this kid wasn’t a true natural.
I pulled his butt closer to me to better my position, and Ennis put his hands up on the tile wall of the shower in order to brace himself. I gripped his waist and started to move slowly in and out of him, feeling that he was beginning to relax a bit. As I looked down and watched my dick moving in and out of his beautiful round ass, I wanted to shoot my wad right then. No, I thought, I want this to go on a little longer and give my student the fucking he will never forget!
I started quickening my pace, fucking him harder and with more gusto, thrusting my cock deeper inside him. With every forward thrust, I pushed my dick in all the way up to my balls. Soon Ennis was bucking and groaning and meeting my every thrust. I could tell I hit that magic spot buried deep in his gut and it was beginning to drive him wild.
Soon I was pulling my cock all the way out of his ass and then shoving it back in, impaling him with my fire rod. Each time I did this, Ennis let out a lion roar of deep hunger and want
“Fuck me, man” he shouted. “Ram me with that monster dick of yours. Yeah that’s it! Keep it coming!! Shiitt! Hit that spot again! Urrrh…fuucckk!!”
My years of rodeo riding came in handy as Ennis transformed himself into an untamed bronco as I rode him with steady fierce and drive.
“You like a cock up your ass, huh?”
“Fuck yeah,” he grunted. “So fucking big…aahh shit. Love it…don’t stop Jack! Please!! Oh God…Oohh Gawd!!”
I pried Ennis’ hands off the wall and pushed him down onto the floor of the shower. Wrapping his legs around my shoulders I position myself in order to get greater access to that sweet ass. I held onto his shoulders and rode him with hardened skill, listening to the sounds my thighs slapping against his butt cheeks as hot water showered down on our equally hot bodies. I watched with pleasure as Ennis’ face glowed with euphoria as I pound away at him. He looked so beautiful and awesome. It thrilled me like hell at knowing I was giving him as much pleasure as he was giving to me. His eyes began rolling in the back of his head as whimpering and panting sounds escaped from his lungs.
He had relaxed a bit more since I started fucking him, but his chute was still tight, and every thrust brought me closer to spewing my load.
As I plowed his butt, giving him everything I had, Ennis began stroking his cock, moaning that he was going to come. I could feel my own balls tightening up, and I knew that I was ready to blow. With one large thrust I pound myself so deep inside shooting my load I was sure my jizz would have shot out of his mouth. It didn’t of course, but it was enough to make Ennis cum all over his tight abs and chest.
I collapsed on top of him. I could feel his heavy breathing as his body convulsed and shook underneath me. But as spent as he was, he had enough strength to wrap his arms and legs tightly around me as he began kissing me passionately. I returned the favor in complete understanding in the mind-set of those who practice the art of cannibalism. At that moment I would have given anything to eat Ennis alive as I ate and munched on those juicy lips of his.
“So how did I do?” He asked breathlessly as he entwined his fingers into my wet hair deepening our kiss. “Do I got what it takes?”
For a few moments I didn’t answer him as I was too consume devouring his lips and amazed that I was still stiff as a board buried inside him. Within an hour Ennis had me dumped two loads and it was clear he had me working me up for a third!
“Ahh yeah, Ennis,” I told him chewing on his bottom lip. “You got what it takes! You’re a natural talent. I’m moving you to the head of the class, boy. I predict that you’re gonna be making a lot of guys very happy.”
“Thanks,” he said. “But all I need is one. The only thing I really have to know is: Am I good enough to start dating? Like I said, there’s this guy I want to ask out and…”
“Ennis!” I exclaimed pulling my mouth away from his. “You’re way more than ready for it.” His lack of self-confidence was starting to exasperate me. Not to the mention that secret attraction I had for him was kicking back in and the idea of him giving himself over to another guy was burning me up inside. After finishing having him, I suddenly became quite possessive, and the idea of some other guy getting his hands on him didn’t set well with me at all. But what can I do?
“Come on, man. You’re sweet. You’re bright, considerate. You’re good-looking as hell and you give great head and you’re an awesome fuck. Any self-respecting guy would be nuts not to give you a shot. If I were you, I’d just go up to this guy, take him up in your arms, give him a deep, passionate kiss, and then look him straight in his eyes and tell him, ‘Look here, you lucky stud, you’re going on a date with me, and that’s that. Let’s go!’”
I slowly pulled out of him and got up off the floor and began showering off, silently kicking myself at trying to give him enough confidence to ask out that phantom bastard Ennis seemed so determined to ask out on a date. He’s probably some shithead that doesn’t even deserve all the good stuff Ennis has to offer.
Ennis grimaced. “You really think that kind of approach would work?”
“I guarantee it.” By then I had rinsed myself off with my back to Ennis. Turning the water off I reached for my towel to dry myself off. When suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders turning me around quickly, and before I knew it, Ennis had me in a powerful embrace kissing me so deeply and profoundly my knees began buckling from underneath me.
I was panting with stars in my eyes by the time Ennis finish kissing me. He was penetrating me with his dark, brown eyes. My heart took an anticipatory leap. Here was a possibility that had not crossed my mind until right there and then. Damn if I ain’t dense at times!
“Look here, you lucky stud,” Ennis recited with extreme confidence. “You’re going on a date with me, and that’s that. Let’s go.” He smiled. It was the first time I really noticed just how beautiful his dimples were.
“And bring some lube,” he winked at me grabbing the towel out of my hands and began drying himself as he walked out of the shower.
“You’re gonna need it! I have the feeling I’m going to need a lot more lessons on how to be properly fucked before this weekend is over. Maybe you can even use my big rubber dick on me…would you like that?” He said over his shoulder as he wiggled his shapely, tight ass at me.
Hell if I didn’t suddenly feel like the king of the world all over again as my dick quickly swelled and harden back up. “I’ll bring a whole fucking truck load,” I replied chasing after him.
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