annabirmingham | Four-Two Offense (Chapter 12)

Summary - AU/AU Jack and Ennis are on the 1st volleyball team at high school. Jack is a junior and Ennis a senior. They didn't like each other at first (but times are changing...)

Last chapter recap - E and J went on their 'date' and things are going rather well. We left them rolling around in a field...

Jack and Ennis (plus other BBM characters) do sadly not belong to me, *sniff*. This is written purely for fun.

Special thanks as always

hesamathgeek for the beta - the 'mothers' became a 'seminar' in the end - hope that's ok ;)

Warnings - m/m action (for sure!)

Feedback - yes please! So sorry I didn't get the time to reply to comments last time - will do better this week I promise!

As Jack floated down to earth for the second time, he was sure he could see stars behind his eyelids. He sighed in complete contentment. “Mmm, you sure you’ve never done this before?” he asked sleepily, eyes closed.

“Only on myself,” Ennis said, stroking his hand up and down Jack’s thigh.

“Damn waste,” Jack murmured, lips curving into a smile. He sensed Ennis move over him and felt hot breath on his face before warm lips brushed over his.

“Hmmm, depends who I was thinking of at the time,” Ennis murmured back.

Jack’s smile widened and he reached out to tangle his fingers in Ennis’ hair, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss, tongues sliding together, the taste of Ennis getting more intoxicating each time he had a bit. They parted, breathing heavily and Jack glanced down at Ennis’ denim clad lower half. “Guess you could do with some cleaning up too huh?”

“Guess so.” Ennis rolled onto his back and pushed down his jeans and boxers as Jack had done, cock springing out looking for attention, attention that Jack was more than willing to give it. The sight of Ennis in all his naked glory was beautiful and Jack couldn’t stop his hand from reaching out to touch him, fingers curling around the hard shaft before Ennis had even gotten his jeans past his knees.

“Wait a second,” Ennis grunted and Jack was forced to let go as Ennis leaned forward to flick off his clothes impatiently. “Ok, now go,” he said and lay back to let Jack take over. Jack didn’t need any further encouragement and sat up to straddle Ennis’ legs, loving the feel of Ennis’ naked skin against his. Sliding his hands slowly up Ennis’ thighs he caressed his balls gently and stroked a thumb and forefinger up and down Ennis’ cock, as he had done to him.

“Uh, Jack. So good,” Ennis groaned, hands twisting in the grass at his sides. Jack grasped him tightly and ran his thumb around and across the wet tip and Ennis jerked in response. He began a slow up and down thrust on Ennis’ cock, reaching his other hand forward to stroke lightly across Ennis’ chest and nipples at the same time. Ennis gasped and moaned, “Oh Jesus,” as his body writhed and his dick pulsated under Jack’s touch. A few seconds later he tensed all over and came with a long groan, shooting over his stomach. Jack watched in awe, loving the reaction but not quite believing the power he seemed to possess to make this person so seemingly helpless, so quickly, under his touch.

“Fuck.” Ennis threw an arm across his eyes, breathing hard.

“What? You ok?” Jack asked in concern.

“Oh yeah,” Ennis said breathlessly, lips twitching, “feel like a wet rag. Can’t move.”

“Then don’t.” Jack slid off him and lay on his front so they were touching all down one side. He folded his arms and lay his head down on them, turning to face Ennis whose arm was still covering half his face.

“Mmmm,” Jack let out a contented sigh.

Ennis lifted his arm up and turned his head to look at Jack. “You’re ok?”

Jack smiled. “Never better.”

Ennis briefly touched him on the shoulder before covering his eyes with his arm again. “Did a damn fine job of cleaning us up.”

Jack laughed, “Uh huh,” and plucked at a few blades of grass between his fingers, trying to recall the last time he had felt so happy and relaxed, yet exhilarated at the same time. The vision of Ennis lying naked next to him, breathing gently, skin glowing golden brown, was a sight he knew he’d never forget. He had the most perfect body that Jack had ever seen.

A while later his grumbling stomach brought his mind back to reality though, and Jack was forced to appreciate that he couldn’t survive on sex alone, or dine on visions of Ennis forever, unfortunately.

“So,” he pushed up onto his elbows and tugged on a lock of Ennis’ hair, “I’m starving. Tell me more about those BBQ ribs.”

****
Back in the diner, having discreetly cleaned up as well as they could in the bathroom, they sat back in the same booth and ordered ribs and more sodas. Not saying much, they spoke volumes with their actions, tearing at meat with their teeth, licking BBQ sauce off bones, sucking slowly on sticky fingers, eyes constantly watching each other. Jack had to admit they were damn fine ribs, made ten times better by the company of course. They spent an hour or so playing pool after eating, using the close confines of the diner as an excuse to brush against each other as often as possible, admiring the other’s ass as they bent over the table to make a shot.

Later, Ennis drove Jack home. Jack made him park around the corner from his house because he didn’t want to face questions from his mom about who had given him a ride. Jack wished he could kiss Ennis goodbye, but it was too risky as there were people walking about who might see, so he had to settle for a lingering look at his mouth and a stroke of Ennis’ arm. “Guess I’ll see you at practice tomorrow night huh?”

Ennis quirked his lips and gave him a quick wink. “You bet.”

Jack jumped out and watched as Ennis turned the truck around in the street and headed back in the opposite direction. He kept on watching until the truck had disappeared over the top of the hill and into the distance. Jack crossed his arms over his chest. He suddenly felt a little cold. He missed Ennis’ presence immediately. As he walked the last few yards home he was already counting the hours until they could see each other again.

****
On Wednesday lunchtime in the cafeteria, Lureen, Brodie and LaShawn were all buzzing with plans for Friday night.

“It’s your last match of the season, Jack, so we wanna come and watch!” Lureen said with glee. “You said it was at home so we can all come along after school then go out after to celebrate!”

“We haven’t won the match yet, Lu,” Jack said with a grin and patted her on the shoulder. “You’re being a little bit optimistic, don’t you think?”

“Well win, lose, whatever, we should go out anyway for pizza or something,” Brodie joined in enthusiastically.

Jack couldn’t help wondering what Ennis’ plans were for Friday night, especially considering what had happened *last* Friday night at Cory’s place. He couldn’t just abandon his friends though so he tried to keep thoughts of Ennis to a minimum. “Sure, sounds great guys,” he replied, although he was a little nervous about them seeing him playing in a proper match, with Ennis.

“I hear you’re playing against Churchdown High, right?” LaShawn asked in hope. Jack nodded.

“Oh goody!” she clapped her hands in delight. “My sister says they have the best looking boys in town!”

Brodie looked pained. “LaShawn, it’s about the sport, not who’s got the cutest team, ya know?”

“Oh whatever,” LaShawn waved her hand and gazed into the distance. “I need to pick my outfit carefully on Friday.”

Lureen swatted her arm. “Hon, they won’t be looking at what you’re wearing when they’ve got a game to win!”

“Well, a girl’s gotta be prepared,” LaShawn refused to be squashed.

Jack shook his head in disbelief. Friday’s game could be quite interesting, but at least it might take some of the focus off him if the girls were eyeing up the other players.

****
Wednesday night’s practice was tough, with a couple of the boys being under the weather and several others suffering from end of season lethargy. Jack and Ennis were so pre-occupied with not looking at each other that they lacked the usual spark they had on court. Jack’s timing was off and Ennis hit more balls out than in.

“Guys! Guys!” Coach yelled at them, “what’s with you all tonight? You’re playing like a bunch of zombies! Take five and get a drink.”

The boys walked to their bags at the side of the gym and pulled out bottles and cans. Jack leaned against the wall and slid down to sit on his ass, arms resting over his knees. Ennis joined him, as did Chad. Ennis sucked on his water bottle in silence.

“So, last game for us on Friday,” Chad mused, “apart from State of course. Kinda sad in a way, end of an era.” He took a slurp from his can.

Jack’s stomach clenched when he realised the meaning behind Chad’s words. Of course, him, Ennis, Cory and a couple of the others were seniors and would all be graduating soon. The team next year would have a load of new players to replace them.

Jack took a deep breath. “Yeah, guess so. Be weird without you guys. You gonna keep playing at college?”

Ennis rested his head back against the wall and Chad leaned forward to carry on his conversation with Jack. “Oh sure. My first choice college has a great team. They even play beach volleyball, might have a crack at that too - good excuse to watch the babes in their little outfits!” Chad chuckled to himself and took another swallow of drink as Jack just nodded. Ennis had his eyes shut now, making no effort to join in with the chat.

“So Jack,” Chad continued, “talking about babes, any of your friends coming to watch the game on Friday?”

“Uh, yeah,” Jack said in surprise, “why?”

“That dark haired one you walk home sometimes. She your girlfriend?” Chad cocked an eyebrow speculatively, glancing at Ennis as he spoke.

Jack refused to look at Ennis and shook his head at Chad, “Lureen? No, she’s just a friend. She’s not seeing anyone.”

“No? Man, she’s cute. Think you missed a trick there dude. She coming Friday?”

“Should be,” Jack sucked on his bottle again and regarded Chad critically. He seemed like a decent enough guy, if a bit smooth. Pretty good looking too in a kind of military way, with pale blue eyes and close cropped hair. Lureen could do a lot worse he reckoned.

“Yeah, they’ve all got plans to come down here after school to watch,” Jack continued.

“Cool,” Chad nodded, “better make sure I play to impress then!” and he jumped up to stretch his legs. “Put in a good word for me if you can. Ok?”

“Uh, sure. Ok.”

Ennis opened his eyes and rolled them at Jack, who ducked his head and smothered a grin.

Coach clapped his hands. “Time’s up, get your asses on court pronto and let’s see if we can actually play this time.”

****
Jack had managed to avoid Ennis in the locker room previously, not trusting his body to behave if he should catch a glimpse of too much flesh. It was odd how the sight of the other guys didn’t affect Jack at all.

He waited until Ennis had come back from the showers before heading in himself. He slicked his hair back under the hot spray, eyes closed, enjoying the warmth seeping into his muscles. He heard the door to the locker room squeak open and opened one eye cautiously. He was always the last in the showers.

Ennis stopped in his tracks when he saw Jack, taking a long look at his wet, naked body, brown eyes following the water streaming down his skin.

“Uh, hi, I left, er…” Ennis’s eyes couldn’t focus on Jack’s face, but he managed to point at a stray bottle of shower gel on the shelf opposite Jack.

Jack picked it up and threw it across to Ennis, hitting him with a thud on his bare chest as he fumbled to catch it. He noticed that Ennis was only wearing a pair of unbuttoned jeans. With shower flushed skin and damp hair curling wildly, Ennis looked good enough to eat and Jack couldn’t help the slide of his hands downwards to cover himself self-consciously, as he felt blood rush to his dick. Ennis’ gaze followed his hands and he licked his lower lip.

“Ennis, you ready yet?” Chad’s voice floated in from the locker room and Ennis’ eyes snapped back up to Jack’s in horror just as Chad’s head came into view.

“Geez, you guys having a friggin’ seminar in here or what?” he said, eyes flicking between them. He took in Jack’s startled bunny look, hands over his dick and then Ennis’ awkward stance and guilty expression.

“Uh, ok dudes, whatever,” Chad said, eyes suspicious. “Let’s go man,” he shot Ennis a look and headed back out.

“Sorry,” Ennis mouthed to Jack, raising up his bottle of shower gel, and he disappeared with one last lingering look.

Oh shit, thought Jack, leaning his head back against the tiled wall, god knows what Chad made of that little exchange. He hoped he wouldn’t give Ennis a hard time about it. Neither of them needed any more confusion in their lives right now.

TBC

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the taste of Ennis getting more intoxicating each time he had a bit.
and He suddenly felt a little cold. He missed Ennis’ presence immediately
that's so sweet :)
thanks
vanessa

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