With his arms in a friendly embrace around his sheepherding partner, Jack felt an unexpected excitement deep in his loins causing his penis to stir; nothing he'd ever felt before was at once, exciting and terrifying.
Jack sunk to his knees, still clinging to the waistband of Ennis' jeans and ripping the fly open, held Ennis' manhood in his palm, quickly suckling it into his mouth.
Ennis closed his eyes tight, moaning and quivering in ecstasy; when he opened his eyes, it was dark and he was in the sheep herder's tent, alone, except for the carved wooden horse laying in the corner.