Introducing the "Jack with Ennis" Fan Fic Game - the BetterMost Edition

[BBM-Cat]

*blush* sorry. But I told you - naaaasty influence 
Dagi

.....as in Jack Nasty? 

[moremojo]

Have any of you seen this video? ... had me in stitches:

That was great, Susie! Often 'Brokeback' parodies make me shudder lest they mock what to me is the single most beautiful love story I know, but this was one of those that was clearly affectionate and knowing at the same time...I'll have to let some of our other Brokie friends in on this one.

[Toycoon]

I couldn't resist Jack either, and sleepy sex is not the worst thing . Very erotic, Toycoon dear!

Dagi, are you speaking from experience, my little coquette tart?

[Toycoon]

Thanks for the welcome, and the warning which is duly noted! And, wow - already getting so personal!    All I can say is this thread might drive me to do so - or to drink!! Though I speculate that drinking is probably not going to help much at this point....

Nonsense, drinking always helps.
In fact, I've found drunk porno viewing to be quite satisfying! *Hick* And drunk sex... exquisite!

[moremojo]

And drunk sex... exquisite!

Ennis and Jack's love may not have been born without it!

[BBM-Cat]

Nonsense, drinking always helps.
In fact, I've found drunk porno viewing to be quite satisfying! *Hick* And drunk sex... exquisite!

Yeah, I kind of set myself up for that one! 


Ok...I'm going to post a 3-sentence story then run away from the computer.... !   

[BBM-Cat]

Laundry Can Wait    BBM-Cat

Pained, Jack stood with a heavy heart watching Ennis ride away, his thoughts awhirl with vivid scenes of last night's activities in the tent, a culmination of joy and the no-longer-suppressed passion for his friend; feelings now interspersed with confusion, and uncertainty whether he would indeed see Ennis at suppertime, that hopeful statement blurted into the awkward silence had gone unacknowledged.

Jack was not the type to become depressed, however; watching until Ennis was a barely imperceptible movement against the morning mountain, he turned and ambled back to the opening of the tent, the crumpled bedroll revealing nothing of the previous night's passion, he removed his hat, coat and boots, and reverently kneeled, easing himself down and turning on his right side into the warm, downy impression occupied by Ennis’ body only moments before; Jack closed his eyes, deeply inhaling Ennis' scent from the bedroll, further heightening his senses, soon completely and pleasurably immersed in his essence, with only a vague awareness of his left hand fumbling beneath his untucked shirt, unzipping his jeans to reveal a contrasting hardness.

The sweet name of Ennis soon escaped his lips in a whisper as the sparks from a thousand night fires erupted gently throughout his body and soul, Jack now lay completely prone, clutching his invisible Ennis with both hands, his thrusting intermittent, his breath quieting, the loneliness quelled; before the pang of the morning's confusion and uncertainty resurfaced, Jack began drifting into a peaceful, soothing slumber, his expression content, still embracing Ennis in body and soon in dream; and, with a musing and fleeting thought - that in just a little while he would tend to that laundry.

[Luvlylittlewing]

Hi, guys! 

It's me. 

How is everyone?  - Gary, Susie, Dagi, Littlewing, Toycoon, Shasta -

Hope you're all fit and well.

I'm so happy to see this thread bustling along, as always!  Brilliant! 

Actually, this is me  -> 

I'm too shy to go up as an avatar! 

I have a week off so I'll be reading madly to catch up, but I have a quick and silly one to post now. 

And, hey!  3 sentences and no sex

Hey Spiceylife!  How good to see you!  I hope you're well.  I'm doing just fine.  Dang Spicey, that's you?  My God, you look like Jacqueline Smith!  You're beyond gorgeous.   Hey, what do you mean "no sex?" 

[Luvlylittlewing]

Dead Heat by spiceylife


It was Jack’s crazy-ass idea: a foot race along the lake’s edge, loser gets the boring task of putting the tent up again at the next campsite, further along the mountain.

The boys ran swiftly across the muddy, uneven earth, barefoot, barechested and competitive, with Ennis pacing himself nicely behind Jack, trusting his endless stamina and a pair of long, lean legs to move past his friend and claim an easy victory whenever he was ready.

But Ennis stared too long at Jack’s mesmerizing backside bouncing along in front of him and forgot to watch the soft, treacherous ground under his feet, causing him to stumble awkwardly and catapult forward, flying through the air spectacularly and landing face-first in the watery mud with no finesse whatsoever;  Jack, hearing the ooofffff sound Ennis made as he went down, glanced over his shoulder, saw Ennis spread-eagled on the ground, mud dripping down his astonished face, and he laughed so hard and so suddenly that both feet slid out from under him as he lost traction and became airborne for a second, like slipping on a banana peel, and then – splat! – Jack came down on his bum in the splashy, sticky mud, an equally spectacular landing, also lacking style and grace, and with an ooofffff sound to match Ennis.

Beautiful and so playful, Spicey.  Even good without the sex!  It is so nice to read a fic from you - it has been so long.  I need more of your writing.  But no pressure!  Just write again when you can!

[Luvlylittlewing]

Littlewing, this is just beautiful.  Exquisite!  I love it when things go right for Ennis (I wiish Alma would let him off the hook altogether, with Monroe maybe opening a 2nd store and all   No such luck!)  Thank goodness for Jack, making sure he's there for Ennis.  And this line, littlewing - "His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me." - made my eyes all teary.  God watching over Ennis is a lovely thought.   

Thanks, Spicey!  I just wanted something to go right for Ennis.  It was about time the universe threw something his way!